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Dad's dead. Mom is dead.
I'm in charge now.
Do you know if she's working today?
Sara?
Take the baby, Scott!
My boy.
- Paul! - Do what I can't. Free yourself.
Stop! Don't hurt him!
Dad!
Made some room for you in the closet.
Meeting the family is a big step.
This is Kody.
I can already tell she's too good for you.
Let's go, let's go, let's go!
Please don't go.
This is Maggie.
Hope you guys like red velvet.
Wow, you're a grandma.
I love being a grandparent.
Holding your baby's baby is beautiful.
I think I'm gonna leave.
I'm going to tell the police.
It's Angel.
No!
What the fuck did you do?
I know who I am now.
Santi, hurry up!
You don't want to be late for school.
Okay, honey. Buckle yourself in.
I-I'm not here to kill you, Marcus.
I'd say that's off the table.
If you don't mind,
I'd prefer not to have a gun in my face.
I'd prefer not to have a dead man sitting outside my house.
Look, I've come with an offer.
The answer's no.
I don't work for you.
I don't work for anyone anymore.
But you work for your family.
Yeah, we all work for our families.
I brought you into mine.
I trusted you.
You abandoned me.
You owe me to at least hear me out.
For your club.
The other night...
I told you.
I don't want to know.
If we're gonna do this,
I need you to know what you're getting into.
I ain't scared of whatever it is you think I should be scared of.
You know what a death rattle is?
That last sound that people,
animals make when they're dying?
That's all I've been for seven years.
Nothing can touch me, EZ.
I'm a fucking ghost.
You know where to find death
In her dark mansion
Tell her to lift my body and soul together
To a place where I won't be remembered
Neither in this world nor in heaven.
What is that?
Rosalía de Castro.
That sounds beautiful.
To just disappear.
Not be remembered.
Who's here?
Stay here.
You guys only ride American, right?
Shit. Must be expensive, though.
Everything has a price.
You were always good with words.
Clever.
Although...
some of the fellas, they thought that you thought
that you were better than them.
Better than the rest of us.
I never felt that.
I always felt like you and I were truly brothers.
I always had your back, man.
Yes, you fucking did.
And I love you for it.
Anybody else inside?
Just the dog.
Hmm.
So, some of those, uh, brothers, who you made feel small,
when you left like that, they checked up.
Sent kites from Chino to Corcoran.
Nobody saw you.
Not even at High Desert.
Yeah, I kept my head down.
Kept your head down.
Yeah, you said that.
You see, now, I don't have your, uh...
your intellect.
Some kid doing 25 to life
gets escorted out of prison by the Feds...
and is now a member of a motorcycle club...
What would they say, you think,
if they knew they had an informant in their house?
Say that again.
What you just said, say it again.
Fuck, man.
I didn't want to come like this.
I'm just in a bad way.
What the fuck are you talking about?
Suze...
The way she looks at me.
I try, man.
I don't want my girls growing up
thinking their dad's a fucking bum.
You put me to work.
For you, for the club.
I need to make some money, man. I don't care what it is.
If the price is right, I'll do it.
You want a favor.
You thought it'd be a good idea to come over here
and fucking threaten me?
I don't give a fuck about that shit,
about whatever deal you made.
I needed to get your attention.
Now, I'm not looking to blow shit up for you,
but I will.
I'm desperate, brother.
I was a fucking king inside, man.
And now...
You said it yourself,
everything's got a price.
You want me to keep my mouth shut, this is mine.
I ain't looking for a handout. I'll work for it.
But I expect to be hearing from you.
Or they'll be hearing from me.
That...
sounds like a problem.
He needs a name.
What?
The baby.
He needs a name.
What about...
Angel?
- Ezekiel? - Uh...
What about...
Felipe?
Hell nah.
No way I'm-a let him grow up with all that... stuff.
He needs his own name.
How about Maverick?
- M-Maver... Maverick? - Maverick. Yes.
He can grow up to be a badass fighter pilot.
Angel.
Angel. Angel!
What about Christopher?
No.
Sorry, Jacob had an accident.
- I can do the... - I got it.
You know how to make a bed, little man?
I'm-a teach you how to make it military style.
Grab that side.
Pull it towards you.
You always want it a little bit longer on the presented side.
There we go. Good.
All right, come on.
You're gonna make a 45-degree angle,
sharp and crisp.
Nice and straight.
There you go.
All right, now hold it right here.
Just hold it. Good.
Tuck in the excess.
All right, you try the other side.
Mommy's gonna be with you next week, okay?
In a new, magical place.
Will Daddy be there?
Hey, all right, punk.
Hmm? Want to go wash up for lunch? Yeah?
- I love you. - I love you, too.
I'll call you, um, when I get to the motel.
First thing tomorrow morning,
you take the passports, you take the money.
Just stay tonight, just-just-just come with us.
Look, I'll just... I'll be a few days behind you.
- Em... - I have to make sure they haven't tracked me.
- Okay? And as soon as I'm s... - I can't do this.
I can't, I can't, I can't do it.
Erin. Erin.
Oh, God, Erin.
You-you...
You... are the most annoying,
but also the toughest person I know.
- Mm-hmm. - And for our entire lives,
when I haven't wanted to strangle you...
...I wanted to be as fearless as you.
You can do this.
You're really annoying, too.
I know I am.
Dude, what the fuck?
Is that smart?
It helps me to personalize.
It's careless and dangerous.
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