I need to find Billy Donovan.
He'll be on the run now.
Previously on Ride or Die...
Billy Donovan's passport flagged this evening at a private airport.
Flight path is headed toward northern Spain,
where he has a safe house.
- So, if we stay on this road... - [tire pops]
- [Ergon] They stole my $24 million. - Oh, shit.
[exciting music playing]
Go find them.
A front for an assassination agency. What part
of this is difficult?
Eliminate the problem.
[grunting]
- [squish] - [man grunts]
[Judith] They found us!
- We have to get off now. - What do you mean, "get off"?
- You mean jump? - [screams]
[Sam] I don't normally do
this kind of thing.
Well, if you want to do this kind of thing again,
let me know.
I can put my number in your phone.
Oh, fuck.
He's alive.
[pensive music playing]
[Director] Thank you, Reverend Mother,
for taking the time.
We find that, after a certain age,
it becomes very hard to leave the system.
Sorry, Reverend Mother.
Those who are too young to remember their time with us
have the highest chance of being chosen.
Don't be offended
if she won't speak to you.
She's... difficult.
Not everything is in the file.
The behavior has intensified since she was returned.
- Returned? - All our children dream of being chosen.
When they're adopted and sent back,
they all of them have a part missing.
Hope.
[Director] Hello.
May I sit?
Four counts of arson, three of theft,
two of grand larceny, one of breaking and entering,
one of resisting arrest.
And yet, I'm told,
you have an exceptional IQ.
Who taught you French?
Taught myself.
It's not hard.
How long have you been here?
On and off, my whole life.
"After a certain age,
it's very hard for them to leave the system."
[scoffs]
Nobody wants to adopt someone like me.
Well...
I don't want to adopt you.
No shit.
But I would like to offer you a scholarship.
[scoffs] To what?
Vocational program for gifted children.
There would be an intense athletics training, languages,
a new form of education, very strict routine--
Why me?
[intriguing music playing]
Do you know what I see in you?
Disregard for authority, sociopathic tendencies--
Potential.
I think you could become someone
extraordinary.
No thanks.
Okay.
That's it?
Yeah.
That's it.
I understand that you were...
...returned.
It's an unforgivable thing to do to a child.
No one in my program
is ever returned.
Get back here now, girl!
Yes, please.
[♪ Gin Wigmore sings "Kill of the Night"]
♪ The street's a liar ♪
♪ I'm gonna lure you into the dark ♪
♪ My cold desire ♪
♪ to hear the boom, boom, boom of your heart ♪
♪ The danger is I'm dangerous ♪
♪ and I might just tear you apart ♪
♪ Oh, ah, oh ♪
♪ I'm gonna catch ya ♪
♪ I'm gonna get ya, get ya ♪
♪ Oh, ah, oh ♪
♪ I wanna taste the way that you bleed, oh ♪
♪ You're my kill of the ♪
♪ night ♪
[church bells tolling]
[Judith] Put him on.
No, I'm not asking. Do it, now.
[Director] Hello, Whiptail.
Don't do this.
- Don't kill Debbie. - I didn't do this.
You did this.
She's not going to talk. She's not going to say anything.
Please, would you please take the hit off her.
[suspenseful music playing]
Everyone you send for her will die.
Oh, that, you've made very clear.
You violated our rules and killed one of our own to protect a civilian.
Who is this Debbie Claybourne to you?
Do not lie to me.
She's...
Say it.
She's my friend.
Did I teach you nothing?
Emotional attachments make us vulnerable.
You cannot survive the work we do, the life we have built, with a...
friend.
But I-I... I did it.
I did it. I have.
You-you didn't know anything about her.
- You didn't know she existed. - Yet here we are.
Now I know about her and she knows about me.
Go, then. Choose your friend.
I'll remove the order. But you're out on your own.
No.
No, no, please.
I'll do the job. I'm-I'm gonna take care of Billy Donovan.
Make a choice. Her or me.
Complete the job. You have 24 hours or you're out.
- [indistinct chatter] - [coins clatter]
Okay, we have...
...seven euro, 40 cents.
One pink Mento--
Are you okay?
Yeah, I'm okay.
Did David reply?
No. Nothing. But I can see
he's reading them.
[sighs]
"I know about the Albanians."
[cafe owner] Please, now,
you give back phone?
[speaking Spanish]
[conversing in Spanish]
Gracias.
[phone chimes]
[foreboding music playing]
[groans]
- What...? - [chuckles]
You killed all those people.
Yes.
Oh, you did this to me.
No, I very neatly tranquillized you. You did it to yourself.
You got so scared you ran into the wall and knocked yourself unconscious.
- [laughs] - [groans]
What... what do you want?
What do you call your wife?
What?
Your wife. What do you call her
when you're home alone, cuddling up?
- Your pet name or whatever. - [groans]
[grunts]
- [groans] - Your wife?
D. D. I call her D.
Mm, I like that.
Wait, what are you-- What...
Are you talking to my wife? Are you talking to Debbie? Debbie!
- [phone chimes] - [Debbie sighs]
"The less I know the better"?
- "The less I know the better"? - Prick.
- What a prick. - [gasps]
- He blocked me. He actually blocked me... - What?
[Debbie] We need to find Billy now.
Let me see that.
[♪ Betta Lemme sings "Bambola"]
How much?
- [siren wails] - [indistinct radio chatter]
Jacques Boucher, Interpol.
[speaking Spanish]
Uh, we were not expecting you, sir.
We, uh, have the scene under control.
The train crossed international lines. Show me.
We have not moved the body. Forensics are on the way.
We have, uh, counted for all passengers.
All except for two women.
A Veronica Gillingsby
and a Susan Stewart.
They boarded in Calais. We have no record of them getting off.
- [Jacques] Where do you think they went? - [Pedro] We don't know.
There was some sort of fight. No witnesses.
But as you can see...
[quirky music playing]
Fuckin' hell.
[Sam] I'm fucked. I am totally fucked.
I work for a clandestine assassination agency,
and I brought a woman from a bar home to my apartment.
That-That's, like, 101.
They literally teach an entire seminar on this.
I got Red Sparrowed.
Look, you are spiraling, okay?
Uh, this software she put on your phone--
I have never seen anything like it.
Whoever this woman is, she's a fucking pro.
- They're gonna kill me. - Okay.
So, we won't tell them.
- We? - Yeah, we. Look, if you're dead,
I can't get my meeting with the director.
She must have left something, like fingerprints,
DNA. Did she touch anything?
Besides... you know.
I'm not doing your dishes.
She had a coffee.
Oh. Way to go, kid.
Incredibly lucky I didn't run the three-hour silent eco-wash last night.
[Queenie] I'll get these prints back ASAP.
- [phone vibrates] - Oh.
Maybe this is Whiptail. Been trying to reach her all night.
Go for Sam.
Wait, um, slow down. What?
Yeah, um...
Yeah, no, I'm coming in.
[sighs]
The agency sent an assassin after Whiptail's friend.
And what happened?
What do you think happened?
[speaking foreign languages]
Uh, uh, it's just some trinkets for my grandkids.
[Pedro] Yeah, the passports of the missing women.
[Jacques] Veronica Gillingsby.
Who are you?
[♪ Manu Chao sings "Me Gustas Tú"]
[Chiara] No, I tell you, there are no hotel rooms.
W-We have cash. I made-I made
€4,000 selling my wedding rings.
[Judith] Minus the cost of two coffees,
two terracotta pots, and a bag of soap shaped as lemons.
[Debbie] We've come a long way,
so please, where is your nicest hotel?
Look, in this town, hotel-- no. Only hostel.
But...
Okay, for you, I have room, two beds.
- For tonight, €12. - Oh.
Okay.
- [Chiara] Ah, gracias. - [Debbie] Mm-hmm.
Thank you.
Okay. And...
I give you these.
- Best friend charms because... - Ah.
you are best friends, no?
Okay.
Vámonos. We go.
- The step is, uh, broken, - [Debbie] Ooh!
so, careful on the stairs.
We have community bathrooms to the left...
♪ ♪
- Did you just see that? - What?
He winked at you. You should, you know...
[Debbie] You know what?
Well, how long is it since you've had sex with David?
- I am not answering that. - Months?
[gasps] Years?
Stop. I am not talking about this. I mean, uh...
People get older, and-and they stop
having so much...
...intimacy.
I mean, when was the last time you had sex?
Thursday.
Thursday?
Okay, so here we go.
[man snoring]
You... said we were in a room with two beds.
Sí.
One bed ahí. One bed ahí.
Two beds and... 11 other beds.
So, welcome, and, uh, enjoy.
- [Judith] This is gross. - [Debbie sighs]
[sighs]
Well, at least no one knows we're here.
This Thursday?
[suspenseful music playing]
Is that it?
Do you know what would happen if I got caught?
Then don't get caught.
Let's go get our money back.
[David whimpering]
We haven't even started yet.
Please! Are you with the Albanians?
'Cause I'll get it sorted. I-I will fix it.
No, Mr. Claybourne, I'm not with the Albanians.
I-I-- I'll tell you anything.
I-I know state secrets. Um, I know about the prime minister.
I-I don't specifically know any n-nuclear codes,
but I bet I could get some, all right? I-I will tell you anything.
Tell me about your wife.
What? Debbie? She has nothing to do with this.
Who is she?
She's my wife. Wh-What do you mean,
who is she? What's the question?
- Who does your wife work for? - Um...
She, um, well, she works for me, I suppose.
She, um, writes the speeches and she does the calendar.
I-I don't know, she-she looks after the kids.
She used to be a lawyer. She, uh, she volunteers.
I mean, she doesn't work for anybody.
Okay.
[groaning] No, no, no!
No! [screaming]
I swear!
I saw her with Whiptail. I saw Whiptail at your house.
Who the hell is Whiptail?
Oh, uh, you know her as Judith.
Judith?
What, from book club? Judith isn't anybody.
She's an international assassin.
You've got this all wrong. I'm telling you.
She's a forensic accountant!
No, she's an assassin.
And if she's on the run with your wife, it means your wife is somebody.
I'm not stupid, Mr. Claybourne.
No. This has all been some terrible mistake. Okay? They are just friends.
No, Mr. Claybourne. Whiptail doesn't have any friends.
I swear to you. They do book club,
they go to antique fairs.
Yeah, as a cover. What are they really doing?
It's the truth.
They're just friends.
- Oh! - Liar.
Oh, no! They've been friends for, like, 20 years.
She was there for the birth of my kids.
My whole marriage, the woman has always been there.
They're best friends. [groans]
Okay, so we know Billy Donovan's house
is somewhere in a five-mile radius.
But he could be anywhere, so
what do you normally do now?
Well, normally, I'd have a whole support team.
Hiding is a skill.
It requires every inch of patience.
Do you think Billy's got that?
[sighs]
[lighthearted music playing]
[sighs]
No, he'll be bored out of his mind.
He'll want to feel alive.
Okay, so...
we're looking for bars, restaurants...
- We're looking for... - [snoring]
Nightclubs.
[phone clicks]
[typing]
Excuse me.
- [gasps] - Do you know this man?
- What? Oh... - Sorry,
sorry, sorry, sorry, me again.
Was this man at the nightclub last night?
[sighs] No.
Who are you? Is that-is that my phone?
Did you unlock it with my face while I was sleeping?
That's so invasive.
- Hey, man, what's happening? - This person's violating my phone.
I didn't mean to.
- That's incredibly uncool. - [Debbie] It wasn't like that.
- I promise. - Sorry, um, are you okay?
- [Isabelle] She's asking about a man. - [CeeCee] A man? What man?
Lady, what do you want?
[Gowri] Yeah, what do you want?
Okay, guys, this is a sanctuary, and you guys are bringing really bad vibes.
- Mm-hmm. - Mm-hmm.
Wh... He-He's, uh...
...my ex-husband,
and he's stolen a lot of money,
and he's run off with it, and he's got me in trouble
with some very bad people.
And when she confronted him about it,
he texted her, "The less you know the better."
- [others gasp] - Oh...
And tell them how he asked for a divorce.
He told me he wanted a divorce as we were going in to a party.
- [others gasp] - Right?
Illegal.
True.
So, we've managed to track him here to this town,
and I know he'll want to party.
He'll have gone to restaurants, bars, nightclubs.
I know someone in this town had to have seen him.
Show me.
- Natalie, get the Instagram up for Bar 21. - On it.
Emilie, search that paella place where you can bring your own beer.
Slay.
I'll check the Snapchat for the party boat on the river.
Increasing my age bracket on Tinder and reducing to a five-mile radius.
Got a possible visual match in the background of a video
from that underground bar.
Whoa, whoa, wait. That's him. Wh-Where is this place? Can you zoom in?
Let's do a reverse image search on that wallpaper.
I've got Tripadvisor.
- I'll call Chloe. - Great.
I didn't see him, but let me put it on my WhatsApp group.
I just heard your message. I didn't see him,
but I can ask this girl I met in the toilet.
Oh, my God. Hi.
[CeeCee] Wait, wait, wait, I found something.
That's Giovanni's Night Club.
Searching Instagram for posts tagging Giovanni's.
I'm getting that travel blog girl.
- [line rings] - Oh, yeah, I know him.
It's-it's, uh, Donnie. He sold me some
unbelievably good drugs. [laughs]
Do you still have his number?
Hang on, let me check.
Guys.
We got him.
- [laughs] - [cheering]
That's what I'm talking about.
- Night. - [Isabelle] Good night.
Thank you. Thanks. Sorry.
- Come on. - Oh, wow.
Text him, um-- pretend to be that girl--
"Meet me tonight
at the club.
Bring more drugs."
[phone whooshes]
[up-tempo music playing]
He's coming. He's in. We're doing this.
Hey Sébastian, look at this.
Oh. Lieutenant.
Detective.
I got assigned to the homicide this morning.
Uh, from the car park. I found this.
There was a car idling, the plates were fake.
But I ran the fingerprints on this,
and they belong to a man named Spiro Kreshnik.
Kreshnik, as in...
As in Ergon Kreshnik's son.
The Albanian mob were at the train station this morning.
Fuck. What do they want?
I have no idea.
- [phone vibrates] - And there's one more thing.
[short chuckle]
Was it him?
We agreed we would keep things professional at work.
We also agreed to be faithful,
so I guess sometimes we don't keep our promises.
You said there was one more thing.
Ouais. The victim. The guy on the train.
He doesn't have any fingerprints.
You mean he didn't leave any fingerprints at the scene?
No. As in, he doesn't have any fingerprints...
...at all.
[phone vibrates]
- [phone beeps] - [Sam] Queenie, tell me you got something.
[Queenie] Sorry, there's nothing here.
Are you sure?
No. There's no prints on the mug,
only yours.
Look, I'm telling you, she picked up the mug with her bare hands, swear to God.
Now, there are some smudges
from where she held it, and I can see the outline of her fingers, but
no ridges, no whorls.
Sam... she hasn't got any fingerprints.
[tense music playing]
Oh, my God.
She's one of ours.
♪ ♪
[♪ Chuloo sings "Sin Piedad"]
[loud, lively chatter]
- [Judith] No. - What?
You're not wearing a scarf to a nightclub.
You look amazing.
Hey.
It's okay to be nervous.
I'm not nervous.
But I-I-- I could...
hear the plan one more time.
Okay. We go to the club.
Billy arrives. I follow him into the bathroom.
He's dazzled by my enticing wig.
- [laughs] - You guard the door.
I drug him.
We take him outside,
into the back alley, and we get the information we need.
Okay.
- Ready? - Ready.
[♪ Kidarah sings "I Make This Look Good "]
♪ I make this look good ♪
♪ Watch me like you should, I make this look good ♪
♪ I make this look good, I make this look good ♪
♪ Watch me like you should, I make this look good ♪
[indistinct chatter in distance]
[laughs] Um... Excuse me. A-Are you open?
I mean, technically, yes, but...
things don't really get going till 2:00.
- A.M.? - Mm-hmm.
- [sighs] - Jesus Christ.
[electronic dance music playing]
Stop looking around.
Well, how are we going to check the door?
Oh.
How do you... how do you know how to do all this?
You just made chloroform
out of nail polish remover.
- Oh, my God. - It's training.
Well, what else did they t...
did they teach you?
Everything.
It took years.
They used to...
teach us how to fight underwater
with our hands tied behind our backs,
fight blindfolded.
It's all about improvising.
Using your environment.
How do you even start
to learn something like that?
It started as a government program, in the beginning.
You know, like, covert operations.
And then, when that shut down, they branched out on their own, and...
[somber music playing]
I was one of the first people he recruited.
Who-who is he?
My... boss.
And how old were you?
I was 15.
Fifteen i-i... i-isn't a boss.
It's a parent.
I suppose he was.
We, um...
we used to have to go to this, um,
training academy.
I mean, weren't you scared?
No.
Felt amazing.
Felt like coming home.
And this man
wants to retire you?
You can't retire your children.
You're supposed to love them.
[sighs, chuckles]
Well, that's the thing. We're not allowed to love people.
- That's the rules. - You're not supposed to love people?
Buenas noches, senoritas. Hola. [laughs]
Heard you are looking to... [sniffs] score.
Oh... gosh, uh, no.
No, thank you.
- Hm? - [Debbie] We-we, uh,
we made a commitment to a, uh,
- another retailer. - [Judith] Yeah.
- Donnie, was it? - Donnie.
- Um, I know Donnie. - Ah.
- He's this way.
[laughs] Let's go.
[sighs]
[Alejandro sniffing, exhaling]
- [Alejandro] Hello. - Hey.
So, how much you ladies need?
Gram or gram and a half?
Oh, we're good. Actually, we were just looking for Donnie.
[laughs] Okay, here's the thing. Um...
You want drugs in this town, you come to us, okay?
And Donnie fucking knows that.
Well, like I said, we're all good.
Um...
we'll-we'll take a... quarter
of a gram. What-What's
the smallest amount we can buy?
Nah, you're gonna want more than that.
This is good gear.
Free sample.
Free? What is it?
[men laughing]
- [laughs] - [Diego] What do you mean "what is it"?
It's fucking cocaine.
Oh, right, okay. Uh, I'm good.
- [laughs] Thank you. I'm good. - [Alejandro] Wait.
So, you come in here, you insist on buying from Donnie,
and then you turn down free drugs?
[♪ ACRAZE and Joey Valence & Brae sing "Heard It Like This"]
So you guys are cops or something?
- No. - Uh, no.
Okay, you know, because...
I don't like Donnie.
But I hate cops even more.
- Oh, no, we're not the police. - We're not-we're not the police.
- No. Yes. - We're not the police.
Yeah. So, hm, then...
[sniffs]
Do the line, you know?
I don't think she will.
♪ Here we go, here we go, here we go, here we go ♪
♪ Here we go, here we go...
[sniffs, coughs]
[clears throat]
Lovely. Um...
we'll buy some.
[sighs]
What the hell was that? I could've taken them.
[Debbie] And I said no more killing. Besides,
and then we would've gotten thrown out and missed our...
chance to get to Billy Donovan.
Should it feel so hot at the back of my throat? Oh.
- Hi. - Hi!
You look amazing.
Thank you.
Do you want to dance?
Oh, no, no. Uh...
- We-we have a meeting in-- - No.
- [mouths] - Blend in.
Blend in? [stammers]
[laughs] I'm blending in.
- [♪ Dua Lipa sings "Don't Start Now"] - ♪ Did a full 180, crazy ♪
♪ Thinking 'bout the way I was ♪
♪ Did the heartbreak change me? ♪
[mouthing]
♪ Maybe ♪
♪ but look at where I ended up ♪
♪ I'm all good already ♪
♪ So moved on, it's scary ♪
♪ I'm not where you left me at all...
[laughs] Let me see some of these moves again.
- ♪ Don't show up ♪ - ♪ Don't come out ♪
♪ Don't come out ♪
- ♪ Don't start caring about me now ♪ - ♪ About me now ♪
- ♪ Walk away ♪ - ♪ Walk away ♪
- ♪ You know how ♪ - ♪ You know how ♪
♪ Don't start caring about me now...
- [laughs] Ooh... - Bodhi's super into you.
Really? Well, I'm, uh...
[laughs] kind of married.
Babe, literally who cares? Monogamy's dead.
I'm in a bisexual throuple with a magician.
I'm poly.
Nice to meet you, Poly. I'm Debbie.
[♪ Maddix sings "Heute Nacht"]
[crowd cheering]
I got to go.
Excuse me.
Oh, oh, sorry, sorry. It's out of order.
- [slams door open] - [Debbie] It's out of order.
You can't go in.
[Alejandro] What the fuck are you doing here? Get out.
We're here for him.
Lads, I'm not dealing. I just
occasionally sell to hot girls, that's all.
[crowd cheering]
She'll be okay. She'll be okay. She'll be okay.
[whistles] Didn't you hear? Get lost.
She trained underwater.
She-she-she trained... blindfolded.
Blindfolded.
Hey, hey. You don't move. And you, fuck off.
[music stops]
[crowd groaning]
[Alejandro] Light! Light! Get a fucking light!
[grunting]
- [music resumes] - [crowd cheering]
[door swings open]
Billy.
Mrs. Claybourne? What are you doing here?
[screams]
[chuckles]
- [grunts] - [sighs]
No.
- What happened? - I used the environment.
Fuck yeah! Right, get his keys.
Ready? Come on.
[both grunting]
[suspenseful music playing]
[Queenie whispering] This is the director's office.
- Is that the one? - Yeah, that's it.
He keeps the agent records in a safe.
You sure you know what you're doing?
Trust me, I've got this.
Okay, write these down.
- Sixteen. - Um... yeah.
Thirty-one.
Three.
Ten.
Ninety-four.
Okay, that's it. Jackpot. [chuckles]
- Come on, come on. - Yeah.
- Okay. - Okay.
The files of every single operative in the agency.
So, if she's one of ours, she'll be here.
Okay.
[gasps]
This is my house.
How'd you find it?
You left your address programmed into the GPS.
Are you wearing my jacket?
Tell me about my husband.
Well, he's an idiot who got himself killed.
He's not dead.
That piece of shit.
Did you or did you not help him fake his death?
When did you start working together?
How did the Albanians get involved?
How could David have possibly have stolen £24 million?
I-I think maybe go for one question.
Yeah, when I interrogate, I like to just
choose one thing and lead with that, you know?
I've have a bit of cocaine.
When did this start?
About three years ago.
[mysterious music playing]
I'm just a middleman. I connect people with power,
like our mutual friend, your husband, with...
people with specialist interests in that power, that's all.
- Criminals. - No, no.
Entrepreneurs with a loose regard for the law.
What could he have been doing for you that was worth £24 million?
No, that's the thing, it wasn't even his money.
The Albanians gave it to him so he could pay other people.
He was supposed to pay a whole bunch of politicians.
To do what?
There's this port right down in Southampton.
The Albanians are running their drugs through it.
They're making five, 600 million a year, real fucking money.
Then some dickhead comes up with some bright idea
that they're gonna run a train line through it.
Green energy's gonna save the fucking planet
and all that bollocks.
Yeah, so the Albanians-- they go and paid David
- just to stop something called the, uh-- - Green Energy Transport Bill.
Your transport bill?
He let me do all that work...
...to try to make something,
and behind my back, he was destroying it.
Uh, I need to...
- Let me take you back. - No, no. You got your own questions.
I need to...
- I need to be alone right now. - [Judith] Deb, wait.
- [Debbie] I'll be fine. - What the fuck?
[door opens]
[door closes]
Should've known you were trying to kill me
the first time I laid eyes on you.
No one that good looking comes to a fucking water relief gala.
We could've been something, me and you.
If we'd have met under different circumstances.
Another time, another life, eh?
Gonna make this quick.
You're gonna tell me who sent me this.
Who set me up?
What happened in that hotel room?
When David arrived at the party, as arranged,
me, three of my men and him-- we
met up in my hotel room.
Stood there discussing which testicle
the Albanians would make us eat if this bill passes.
And then someone
started shooting.
[muffled gunshots]
[screams, grunts]
[gunshots continuing]
[Billy] I got out of there as fast as I could.
I didn't see the shooter.
You didn't see who killed them?
- You didn't see who's after me? - I'm sorry.
Looks like you came all this way for nothing.
Not for nothing.
[Sam sighs] She's got to be here.
Come on, come on, come on.
[Queenie] Mum?
My mum
was an agency operative.
She was an assassin.
- That's the director. - We got to go.
- No, no, she has to be in here. - No, come on.
But she's not here.
Got her! Got her.
Code name Redback. Real name Ana.
It says she died five years ago on a mission with Whiptail!
- Oh, my God. We have to tell Whiptail. - Okay, okay, Sam.
- Come on. - One second.
- [shutter clicking] - Okay.
Okay, come on.
[elevator bell dings]
[♪ Glass Animals sing "Heat Waves"]
♪ Sometimes, all I think about is you ♪
♪ Late nights in the middle of June ♪
♪ Heat waves been faking me out ♪
♪ Can't make you happier now ♪
♪ Usually, I put something on TV ♪
♪ so we never think about you and me ♪
♪ but today, I see our reflections...
[phone rings]
[Jacques] Inspector Boucher.
♪ You just need a better life than this ♪
♪ You need something I can never give ♪
♪ Fake water all across the road ♪
♪ It's gone now, the night has come, but ♪
♪ Sometimes, all I think about is you, late nights...
Oh, hi.
Hi.
- Good to see you. - Good to see you.
♪ Can't make you happier now...
Hey, would you, um...
would you like to get a drink with me tomorrow night?
[sighs] Sorry, I-I-- I can't.
Another time, maybe.
♪ someone new...
Another life.
♪ You know it hurts me too...
Another time.
♪ I just wonder what you're dreaming of ♪
♪ when you sleep and smile so comfortable ♪
♪ I just wish that I could give you that ♪
♪ that look that's perfectly un-sad ♪
♪ Sometimes, all I think about is you ♪
♪ Late nights in the middle of June ♪
♪ Heat waves been faking me out...
[shower running]
♪ Heat waves been faking me out ♪
♪ Sometimes, all I think about is you ♪
♪ Late nights in the middle of June ♪
♪ Heat waves been faking me out ♪
♪ Can't make you happier now ♪
Interpol.
I'm looking for these two women.
Does she know?
- Who? - Your friend.
Mrs. Claybourne. Does she know what you do?
[tense music playing]
Mostly.
She's got some real fucking cheek, ain't she?
Getting all worked up about her husband doing a bit of embezzling,
when then she got a friend who kills people for a living.
- Well, she's only just found out. - Yeah, well, she walked out of here
bold as brass knowing you were gonna kill me.
[sighs]
[scoffs]
And might she doesn't know, huh?
You gonna tell her?
I don't know.
You think you can just...
go back to the way things were, before she knew?
- Whew. - [chuckles]
[sighs, chuckles]
- [man shouting in distance] - [sighs]
[Spiro] Debbie, Debbie.
- What? What is it? - [Spiro] Debbie Claybourne.
- Oh, my God. Oh, my... - [Spiro continuing indistinctly]
Who is it?
Men who knew my husband. I got to get out of here.
Wait, uh...
Debbie, this way.
There's a back staircase. Take my Vespa.
You don't need to do this, you know.
- Yes, I do. - Why?
- Because it's my fucking job. - No, you have a choice.
- Everyone has a choice. - Yes, I'm making my choice.
I want to do it.
[indistinct chatter]
- I don't think you want to. - Well, like you said,
we can never go back to how we were before.
[Vespa revs]
[Spiro and thugs speaking Albanian]
- Gentlemen, how you doing today? - [grunts]
[men shouting]
[Jacques] Hey, stop!
Interpol.
[thug speaks Albanian]
[Jacques] Is there a problem here?
[engine starts]
[Judith] This is who I am.
At least this way I keep my job.
[Director] Make a choice.
Her or me. Complete the job.
This is who I am.
[Debbie] No more lying.
And no more killing.
- [whimpers] - [Director] I don't want to adopt you.
But I would like to offer you a scholarship.
Okay.
[Debbie] Fifteen isn't a boss.
It's a parent.
[dramatic music playing]
I loved you.
You broke my heart.
[crying] I'm sorry.
[Billy sighs]
- [door opens, closes] - [Debbie] Judith.
The Albanians are here. Outside the hostel.
- They found us. - [Judith] What?
- They found us. - [Billy] Wait, what about me?
Y-You can't leave me here. They'll kill me.
After they come for me, they're gonna come for you.
You owe these guys 24 million quid.
I know how we can get it back.
How?
Cut me loose.
[groans] Oh, God.
[propulsive music playing]
[Billy] Wait, but...
you're gonna let me drive, though, right?
Whoa, whoa, whoa, slow down!
This is a Chevy Chevelle 1970. Be careful.
♪ ♪