Wanted

People are dead and they're gonna think that we're responsible.

Hey!

We had no choice back there, okay?

In.

- Dad? Dad, look. - Just make sure you take care

- of those two women as well, all right? - Okay.

Oh, gosh.

We have to leave. Now.

- Are you part of this? - Do I look like a criminal?

- Well, you have a tattoo. - Get the hell out of my car.

I'm an accountant.

Running from the police is not in my nature.

Who is this woman, Ray?

You think a checkout chick murdered a highly experienced cop

- and a professional crim? - Possibly.

- What the hell are you doing here? - I'm on the run from the cops, Dad.

You know, in my job, when something goes wrong,

I find the broken link, I fix it.

I can't... I remove it.

Lola!

I've got a son.

When I know it's safe, I'll contact you, okay?

That cop Stanton's never gonna stop chasing us.

Lola!

- It's good to see you, Dad. - Sorry about Ray, darling.

Lola's not coming.

You're innocent. They know that now.

I'm not coming either.

- Hello. - Did you think this was over?

We have your son, Lola. I want that key tag.

- Why does he want the key tag? - He didn't share that with me.

Why don't we just give it to him here?

I'll give him the bloody key tag when I've got David in front of me.

Okay, well, we could just fly to Bangkok. I've got, like, 932,000

- frequent flier points. - We're using fake names remember?

So?

Anyway, the police are still looking for me. I can't risk using that passport.

- Well, we could get new passports... - No, not "we." Not "we," Chelsea.

This is my problem, all right?

- Hey! - Sure. Whatever.

- Chelsea... - No.

Why do you get to go to Bangkok?

I'm not going on a holiday.

No, I know. I know that. I just...

I haven't come this far just to leave you now.

You're gonna need me. I'm very good with languages.

- Bonjour, ciao, ni hao, konichiwa. - Yeah, yeah, all right.

Guten tag.

- I'm looking for a Mr. Kane. - The big guy sitting on the left.

Thanks.

Mr. Kane?

Are you Mr. Kane?

Who wants to know?

My son's boss, Mr. Sittikul, said you might be able to help us.

You mean Tan?

That cheap shit still owes me money.

- Where do you wanna go? - Bangkok.

Can't say I've ever had to smuggle anyone that way before.

Are you sure your friend here is ready for it?

There's no in-flight movie, darling.

- How much? - Forty grand.

- Forty grand? - Each.

- Eighty thousand dollars? - Chelsea, keep it down.

So how do we do this?

Hammocks. Air vent. Buckets.

Crew will feed you through the slot, take away the waste. Bob's your uncle.

Sorry, what do you mean by "waste"?

Hey, listen to this.

Larb Mote Daeng is a kind of salad...

- with red ants in it. And their eggs. - Oh, Chelsea. Do you...

You know the fact that their two key witnesses are still missing...

means that prosecution, they won't go to trial anytime soon.

Which is a good thing.

But who knows...

What happened to bail?

They got you on video, mate, trying to drown the girl.

Yeah, well, I was just questioning her. That was all.

I know. I know.

Listen...

I've been thinking. You know, it wasn't just you.

That cop the women killed at the bus stop was crooked.

We give them a few other names like that, corrupt cops,

and we might be able to get you into witness protection.

And what do you think my life expectancy would be

if I chose to plead against corrupt cops?

Any word on what they're asking for?

- Twenty-five years. - Oh, Jesus.

Twenty at the bottom.

My son will be thirty-two years old.

Well, what if they never find the women?

Well, things are looking brighter then.

Maybe... Maybe the police case against you falls apart.

We'll get there.

I've never seen anyone throw up as much as you.

David hated the dark.

Always slept with the lights on.

I had to work nights and he'd be alone.

I'd come home and he'd have every light in the flat on.

Even the hall cupboard.

I just hope he's okay.

Getting close, so shut up in there.

Why does he have to be so rude?

He's a people smuggler, Chelsea. They're not known for their manners.

You see anything?

Oh, God.

Welcome to Bangkok.

Now get off my boat!

Here.

So many people.

It smells.

- Just keep your head down. - Okay.

- Where are we meeting him? - He said on a bridge.

- Mr. Sittikul? - Just Tan. Come this way.

A couple of my men were there when David was taken.

Why didn't they do anything?

They thought it was something to do with his debts.

What debts?

- He's a good boy and a good worker. - No, hang on. You said he had debts?

You need to go to the police, Lola. I have friends who can help.

I can't.

- This can be a dangerous city. - Look, the man on the phone was clear.

- If we talk to anyone, David's dead. - We're really not big fans of the police.

I appreciate everything you've done getting us here

but we're not going to the police.

You know where you're meeting these people?

I'm gonna wait for him to call.

Hey!

Sorry. Just follow me this way.

This is it. "Out of the way," as you requested.

Thanks.

David stays at Red River apartments on Thanontok road.

It's nearby. I can take you there.

No, no, no, you've done enough. Thank you.

- Red River Apartments, Thanontok Road. - Mhmm.

And you have my number just in case, okay?

Thank you.

- Well then, good luck, Lola. Chelsea. - Thanks for your help.

Why didn't you let him take us to David's apartment?

- I'm not dragging him into our mess. - You don't want to trust him, you mean.

Hello, room please.

Why does "out of the way" always mean one star?

- Well, at least it's clean... ish. - And cozy.

- Still no message. - Does he even know that we're here?

He's meant to call today. That's the deal.

I need the bathroom.

I think I'm just gonna wait.

- Okay, let's go. - What?

- Let's go. - I thought we were going...

- Hurry up. - Okay, okay, okay.

I can pay. Please.

I can pay what I owe.

Hey, tell him I can pay...

What do you think Tan meant about David's debts?

I don't know.

This is it.

Yeah, hi.

Does David Buckley stay here?

David Buckley. I'm his mother.

She really is his mother.

I gave him this.

- Easy. - Who are you?

- Is David here? - Who are you?

I'm Vincent, I'm a friend of David's. We're meeting.

- What do you mean "friend"? - We work together.

- Where? - On the boats.

- Well, when was the last time you saw him? - A couple of days ago. Forget it.

- Hey, where did you see him? - I don't know. Bar maybe? I...

- What do you mean? What bar? - Actually, I have to go.

Yeah, look, just tell David Vincent came by. Okay?

- No. Hey. Hey. - Hey, wait. What are you doing?

- Sailor my arse. - Lola. Lola!

Shit.

What is the matter with you?

Sailors don't wear thousand dollar watches.

- Well, it could have been a fake. - It wasn't.

Well actually, these days it's kind of impossible to tell.

Why isn't he calling?

You know there are other ways to talk to people, Lola.

- What? - That guy, Vincent.

He might have known something if you'd asked less like a crazy person.

- I didn't trust him, okay? - Maybe he was acting suspiciously

because you were interrogating him with a broom stick.

And maybe he knows what happened to David.

You've got to trust somebody, Lola.

Do I?

We need to buy another couple of phones.

I'll do it.

- Yeah, okay. Just don't. - What?

- Nothing. - What?

Just don't spend an hour bartering over five bucks.

Okay, fine.

I need some air. I'm just gonna wait around there.

I'll find you.

- You want to buy a mobile phone? Right? - Yes. Two please.

Okay.

- Three thousand baht. Each. - That's too much.

- I give you these are free. 3000 each. - No, I don't need those.

- Bluetooth, Bluetooth. - 275 and those.

No, no.

Mum.