Mad Dogs

Good fucking riddance.

What did I say?

I said if we come back here, they're gonna kill us.

We're alive for a reason.

Lawrence owned the villa.

Milo scammed him out of it

and put it in our names.

What does that mean for us?

My guess is we'll be getting a visit

from his estate lawyer in the morning.

Till then, we may as well just get some sleep.

Thanks. Thank you.

Thanks for coming back to get me.

I'm really sorry about this. I...

I don't know what else to say.

Shit. Hold that.

That's a really nice watch.

Anniversary present.

Got one for Ava, got one for me.

Nice.

But like every other nice gesture I've tried,

that one blew up in my face, too.

How come?

Ava's niece babysitting.

Lifted the damn thing.

Well, that's too bad.

- Ever get it back? - Hell no.

Ava just accused me of pawning it

and blaming it on her niece.

Shit just kind of went downhill from there.

Really hasn't stopped since.

You're good.

- Thank you, man. - Yeah.

You got it.

Fuck.

Aw, man.

How the hell is he doing that?

Early risers. My kind of guys.

Let's get you out of Belize, huh?

You're American.

Let me make sure I got this right.

You must be Gus.

Alexander... That's you?

- No. - I go by Lex.

Okay. What happened? What happened there?

Oh, the guy, you know, the cat, the one that...

"The cat" he calls the guy.

Little bastard ran out of lives, didn't he?

Anyway, that means you're Joel.

- Can you get us home? - Yes, I can.

And Cobi?

Oh, no. I can't pound you.

You're lousy with berry bugs.

What? What is it?

Berry bugs. Harvest mites. Nasty little guys.

They cling to tight places, moist, sweaty places.

They're not... They're bad news.

Gus, Cobi, Lex, Joel. Got it. Perfect.

You guys are all from Illinois. I grew up just north of there.

Like Milwaukee?

This is exciting.

You guys, you're gonna ace this thing.

- What thing? - Lawrence will drive you.

I'm Aaron, by the way.

I'll meet you there.

What thing?

Oh, it's a wire.

It's always a wire.

What'd you do?

How'd you beat me? Barrel Boom?

Honey Camp.

I took Manatee Mountain. Goddamn it.

Well...

Welcome to Camp Chiquibil.

You guys are all perfectly safe here.

You're also free to leave whenever you please.

Well, thank you.

You should know, Gus, that there's very little chance

of you ever returning to Chicago without my help.

Yeah? Why's that?

Well, one, there's DNA evidence

tying one of you to your friend Milo's death.

Two, you guys are all wanted in connection to the death

of a local convenience store owner named Algrove,

who was found face first in the same swimming pool

as, three, the murdered police captain.

And that one, I'm pretty sure you guys actually did.

Oh, and let us not forget our missing chargé d'affaires.

Just for the record, that one was a total accident.

Well, even if you did manage to escape,

make it to the American border,

you'd just be detained at Immigration.

What is that?

What charge would Homeland Security hold us on?

Yeah, w-we're Americans.

Are you fucking kidding me?

We drone-kill Americans in foreign lands.

Why don't you give them the good news?

The good news is I'm in a position

to make all this go away. - Aaron has connections.

Not to mention your passports.

Yeah? What do you want from us?

To deliver a package.

In exchange, I'll make all your problems disappear.

- What package? - To who?

Those are great questions. I'll answer them

as soon as I know you're on board.

Guys, guys? This is bullshit.

It's bullshit! Let's go!

Too good to be true, huh?

You know what? Maybe it is. Maybe it is.

You guys discuss it internally.

I'll give you a moment to huddle up.

All right? Go ahead.

Why are we still standing here?

He said we're free to go.

- You believe that? - Welcome to Camp Mind Fuck.

Should we even be talking about this with her?

Coggah Rum? She's deaf as an adder.

All Aaron's workers are deaf.

But can I give you a steer? If there's any way

you can get the rest of that money back,

then do it now.

Because if he finds out it's short,

things could very quickly take a turn for the worse.

And you care because...?

I think we've seen enough killing for one week.

If you tell me where it is, I'll fetch it.

And I'll also bring some paperwork.

You can sign the villa back over to me.

Put a line under the whole sorry business.

Th...

- This woman has it... Erica... - Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

She works at the pharmacy at the counter.

- Faber's. - We went to her house.

She skipped town. It's too late.

What car she drive?

A shit blue Corolla, but with a busted rear bumper.

That's all I need. I'll be in touch.

- You happy? - I got my ass kicked

- defending those people. - You just killed

- a fucking family. - They had the money!

- You just killed a family. - They stole it twice!

I want to go home. I don't want to die.

So I don't want to go home? That's what you're saying?

- I don't want to go home? All right, good stuff.

Looks like we're all still here.

Are we all still here?

Great.

Let's take the tour.

Of the 103 small businesses that my parent company founded,

only two of them have turned a profit.

This is one of them.

God, this thing stinks.

Are those women whacking off the fish?

Yeah.

Now, this is the secret weapon.

This is the broodstock.

Breeders... Healthy, lipid-rich mothers.

They help us to attain the highest hatch rates and yields

per acre of any hatchery in the region.

So it's something we're, uh... really proud of.

You guys can follow me this way.

This is really cool.

All right. Lex, Gus and Joel,

I'm gonna have you guys sit tight.

Cobi, you're gonna come with me.

We're going to take care of that berry bug problem.

Oh, great.

What kind of sign language is that?

One of our own devising.

All my employees speak it.

So, uh, that private...

private sign language thing, it's, like...

it's, like, for secrecy, right?

You ran your own business, correct?

Yeah.

You know, I'm sensing

that you and I are on a similar wavelength,

but from your friends I'm sensing dissonance.

Well, I know. You'd probably be the same

if you had the vacation we just had.

I am not fucking around right now.

Okay.

- Okay? - Yeah.

I know you went to Guatemala.

I know you crossed the border last night.

How... how'd you know that?

I'm the guy that makes things work around here.

I'm the guy that decides who comes and who goes

and who lives and who doesn't fucking exist anymore.

Okay. Sure.

But, hey, you made it out.

That's saying something, right? I mean...

And when your friend needed you, what'd you do?

You came back.

That's the stuff that leaders are made of.

So, listen, I'm gonna need you to be like a...

I don't know, like a project manager.

Keep your friends focused. Keep 'em positive.