The Killer's Game

Go.

Joseph, I meant to remind you,

no blood! The opera house is 139 years old.

Well, at least the carpet's red.

Stop.

Whatever they're paying you, I'll triple it.

That's not how the game works.

Ten more seconds. Please.

What difference would 10 seconds make?

Maybe a single moment of beauty...

can redeem a life of ugliness.

It can't.

Come in?

Ivan?

Drop your weapon!

Help! I need help!

Shooter on the VIP corridor!

Fucking hell! Help me please!

Come on. Let's get out of here.

I got you. Come on.

- Are you okay? - Yeah.

Do you know what happened?

A dangerous world, I guess.

- Is your foot okay? - Yeah.

Hey.

What's your name?

Joe.

Thank you, Joe.

Are you okay?

Hey, are you okay?

Hey, do you have water, please?

Please, come.

Shit.

Okay, there's nothing here

to indicate any tumors

- so we can rule that out. - All right.

That is one hell of a resume you've got there.

Yeah, there's no substitute for experience.

Yeah.

Is that really necessary?

What, all this and you're scared of a needle?

You don't know what I can do with that needle.

Man up, soldier.

You know, in all the years, Joe,

how many hits to the head do you think you've taken?

Define hit.

You know, saw stars, blacked out,

threw up, that kind of thing.

I never threw up.

Yeah, I guess I've had my bell rung

a few times.

It's just, repeated head trauma

can lead to CTE

which the scans can't detect.

What are you saying?

I'm saying it might be time

to reevaluate your lifestyle, Sergeant Flood.

- Okay? - Yeah.

I'll run some more tests.

Joseph, it's 11 o'clock already.

You know I worry when you're late.

You worry because worrying is what you do.

I had to see Doc Kagen. He says hi.

You were wounded?

No, I've been

having these really bad headaches. I told you.

Doctors.

- What do doctors know? - Yeah.

Well, I've been having double vision as well, so...

That's bad.

In this game, you wouldn't know what target to shoot.

Are you gonna drink that coffee

or just stir it to death?

Don't you worry about my coffee.

So, I spoke to our friend.

The police are working on a theory

that one of Petrov's own security team

did the hit. You're clean.

Am I?

Are you asking professionally or philosophically?

I don't know.

Sometimes I ask myself,

"Why the hell do I do this?"

Petrov was scum, trafficking women.

You did the world a favor.

What will they say about me

when someone takes me off the board?

Will anyone even notice?

Leave judgement to God.

Our job is simply to arrange the meeting.

Now for the good news.

What good news?

The $750,000 you just made,

30% to the laundry...

minus expenses...

Gonna buy you a new calculator.

Minus my commission.

Cheap at half the price.

We're gonna need to talk about some of these expenses.

You need a vacation.

Get some sun. Meet a nice girl.

Where am I gonna meet a nice girl?

Who knows where you'll meet her?

Just get me another gig.

Joseph, never get so busy making a living

that you forget to make a life.

Did you read that on a fortune cookie?

That's Dolly Parton, my friend.

Rehearsals are closed to the public.

Belongs to one of your dancers.

Thanks.

Hey.

- Hi. - Hey.

- Joe? - Yeah.

- Yeah. - Hi.

I'm sorry. I didn't realize I had that.

You've had this this whole time?

Yeah.

Wow, you really are a lifesaver.

First time I've heard that.

Well, you saved mine.

How's your foot?

It's good. It's nothing. Just a little bruised.

Can I buy you dinner?

You know, just as a... as a thank you.

Um...

Unless you can't because... because you can't.

No, it's not that. It's just...

Okay. I'll just give you my number.

I have to get back to rehearsal,

but I'll be done at five.

So call me...

if you...

want to.

"Maze."

Maize.

Maize.

What?

Maize.

Good to see you today.

Good to see you today?

All that dancing must make you hungry.

No.

'Sup, girl?

No.

It's Joe.

I'd love to.

Send.

Where do you put it all?

Before we started the show,

we were rehearsing eight hours a day.

Now we're at four hours a day, six shows a week.

I cannot do that on celery and rice cakes.

How'd you end up in Budapest?

Milos, she's one of the best choreographers in the world.

Yeah.

The show was incredible up until...

- The murder and shooting? - Yeah.

That wasn't in the program notes.

How did you end up here?

I don't run into many Americans.

Work.

I travel all over Europe

and this was central, affordable, low-key.

You got family?

I joined the army when I was 18.

I'm not sure anybody noticed when I left.

I didn't think to remind them.

What do you do now?

Retirement planning.

What?

Could you help a dancer who needs to retire soon?

You're too young to retire.

Dancers are like boxers.

Father Time remains undefeated.

Don't you love dancing?

The last 10 years, two ankle surgeries

torn ligaments, stress fractures.

I'm not complaining.

I love dance. I really do.

My mom had to work two jobs to afford my ballet classes

so to me, it could never be just a hobby.

So I was thinking when I retire

I could start a dance school for kids like me.

A place where they get to decide

who they really want to be.

It all sounds a bit too crazy, but...

I don't think so.

No. I think it sounds perfect.

Well, if that doesn't work out,

I can always become a cat burglar.

I'll need a good getaway driver.

That seems risky. Any benefits?

Me in a cat suit, duh!

Where do I send my application?

Did you just laugh?

- No. - You did.

- I definitely did not. - You did.

You're smiling right now.

- Am I? - It suits you.