Barry

Look! Barry got the stash house!

Now Cristobal will come here to US.

"Hey!

You took my fucking stash house!

I'm going to slit your fucking throats!"

And we will be waiting for him.

Yes, because they are short, right.

Here, it's all in the book.

Gene's teachings changed my life.

- Here. - What's this?

Money, from the stash house.

Count it out, this is your half.

What's up dude?

What the fuck are they doing here?

You said you needed more manpower for a bum-rush.

Get out of the car, Chris.

- What? Why? Whoa! - Get out of the fucking car.

- Whoa! Dude, dude, dude! - Get out of the car now!

Taylor, they're already here!

The plane's already here! Taylor, stop!

*BARRY* Season 01 Episode 07

*BARRY* Episode Title: Chapter Seven: "Loud, Fast and Keep Going"

Oh, wow.

That was a rough one.

These little planes...

Hey.

You're not gonna believe this.

The pilot is from the same village as my grandfather in Bolivia.

It's fucking crazy, right? Whoo!

Whoa. What happened?

I've only been here for two minutes. You already shoot someone?

A bum rush?

Ver por ellos! Go, go.

Soldados?

Give me your phone.

Okay, Goran.

Here is all of Vacha's things.

Maybe we donate tools to local veterinarian.

Throw them out.

Oh. We having guests?

I'm putting this out for when fucking cops come to ask me questions.

You want I should go get a babka, huh?

Maybe two babkas?

Don't get cinnamon kind.

Makes me sneeze.

Hello?

Hey. Goran.

Yes?

Oh, man, it's Cristobal.

Sifuentes. From Bolivia?

How are you?

I am okay.

It's Cristobal.

How is he still alive? Shh.

Cristobal, how are you?

Well, complicated question, you see.

Uh, I flew in because my guys said you took my stash house.

And just now, two military guys tried to kill me.

Two?

Was Barry working with someone?

I hope this aggression isn't just about business.

If you wanted in on my stash house, all you had to do was call me.

Is he angry? I can't tell.

You know I have been a fan of yours for a while.

Like when you sent me that bullet via DHL,

I was like, wow!

This guy, he is next level.

Listen, I know how hard it is...

to break into Los Angeles, but you and I, we should be working together.

Not against each other, no?

What's happening?

He is super nice guy.

That's great. We fucked up.

Cristobal, it, uh...

it seems I got some bad information.

Uh, I was told I had to attack you

because you were bloodthirsty maniac.

Wha...

Whoever told you that... is just wrong.

We need to kill Fuches.

I mean, you just assume that I am this...

mean guy, without ever meeting me?

How... Listen, do you know the book The Four Agreements?

Hm? You owe it to yourself. It is life-changing.

Agreement three in the book:

"Don't make assumptions."

Don't make assumptions.

Is that from The Four Agreements? Such a great book.

Maybe we could, uh, take two step backward,

start over, hm?

I wish we could, but...

you killed a bunch of my guys,

so now I have to kill a bunch of your guys.

You know how this shit goes.

Men I just sent are dead, yes?

Barry's dead?

The same military guy you just kill,

he kill few of my guys too, so...

maybe we are now all even Kevin.

If only, man.

Agreement one in the book is:

"Be impeccable with your word."

I have to back my people here.

So...

Yeah.

It's a war now.

War?

This is...

really not good news for me.

Quien Eres? Fucking Christ.

All right, hey. Hey, man.

Quien Eres? Para quien trabajas?

Chris...

Chris, shoot him.

Diga me! Estas muerto.

Chris, he radios his buddies, we're dead.

Chris, do it, now.

Chris. Chris!

Chris! Chris!

Chris!

Come on, let's go.

Oh, shit...

Chris. Chris? Hey, hey. We gotta go.

We gotta go, come on. No, no, no.

Pick that up. Pick that up. We'll get rid of it, come on.

Fuck.

This is Noho Hank.

Hey, bud.

Uh, Barry hasn't called you

to tell you how the job went yet, has he?

Because, you know, he usually calls me

and I haven't heard from him.

Did Barry do this job with someone else?

A military buddy, perhaps?

Maybe. Why?

Because if he did,

Barry's dead.

What?

Yeah.

I hasn't really hit me yet.

Super broken up about it.

Just a big kick in the balls.

Fuches?

Are you there?

You killed a bunch of my guys,

so now I have to kill a bunch of your guys.

You know how this shit goes.

Men I just sent are dead, yes?

Yeah.

The same military guy you just kill,

he kill few of my guys too, so...

maybe we are now all even Kevin.

Military?

Agreement one in the book is:

- "Be impeccable with your word." - Mm.

I have to back my people here,

so, ha, ha, yeah, it's a war now.

War?

This is really not good news for me.

You know, if you wish-list The Four Agreements on Amazon,

I'll buy it for you. You really never read it, huh?

My wife gave me Mars/Venus book...

Okay, there's about ten more minutes of discussion,

of The Four Agreements and other self-help books,

many of which are terrific.

There's no shame in seeking help, is my point.

Anyway, it's all in the transcript.

The upshot is, we are looking for two DBs

at some sort of airstrip,

one or both possible military,

and I guarantee you,

one of them is our Bigfoot here.

Detective Moss, would you like to...

Okay, apparently we're done.

Barry, where the fuck have you been?

You look like shit.

The cops came and they found money hidden in the theater,

and they shot a guy. They think Ryan was involved with the mob!

What?

Also, we changed the scene. I'm Macbeth and your line is different.

What?

"I have almost forgot

"the taste of fears.

"The time has been my senses would have cooled.

"To hear a night-shriek,

"and my fell of hair would at...

At a dismal treat... treatise..."

There's no way that was Ryan's money. He borrowed money from me like 15 times.

Right? And if he had all that cash, why wouldn't he take new head-shots?

Exactly! Hello! His have bangs.

"would at a dismal treatise,

rouse and stir, as life were in it..."

Fuck!

Sorry.

Um, I just...