"Previously on Rogue..." "You're going to bug the phones and laptops of Detective Clea Annou and Assistant District Attorney." "Regan Faulkner." "The bugs are live." "I knew Kelly would prove useful." "All right, what is it?" "Your chip measures all kinds of biometrics." "Argh!" "I don't know anything about a robbery," "I swear to God." "I don't know any of you," "I don't know about any pool boy." "You remember Detective Finnegan?" " Why?" " Well, he's here." " You're lying." " Yeah?" "How do I know that you bludgeoned to death them two guys in Colorado?" "I guess I'm just not like you." "What am I like?" "I can't turn off the part of my brain that..." " That what?" " That feels something, okay?" "If you don't get rid of her, I will." "Shut up!" "Shut up, or so help me God, I'm..." " That's enough!" " What are you doing?" " She is a witness." " I don't care!" "Get out of my way, Sadie." "Or I swear to God," "I will shoot you, too." " Go on, then." " Get out of the way!" "Sadie, for the last time." "Get out of my way." "Enough, Mia." "Enough." "Okay." "You're right." "You're right." "All right." "Let's go, come on." "Get your stuff." "Get your stuff, let's go!" "No!" "So, where are we at with the chip?" "We're paying Kelly a visit today." "Kelly?" "We should use one of our own." "He is one of our own, in case you haven't noticed." " We own him." " Jesus, Theresa, when were you going to talk to us about this?" "Well, I'm talking to you about it now." "We wouldn't even know Detective Annou had the chip if it weren't for Kelly." "I don't know..." "A bug's one thing, but..." "Okay." "Give me another option." " Cooper." " And Randolph." "Fucking muscle." "That's what you want?" "We can't just grab a cop..." "We got rid of Oaks." "A cop not on our payroll." "We're trying to minimize the blowback caused by Jameson." "Not add to it." " Fucking Jameson." " Fucking Jameson is right." "So, we're looking for something smaller than a hamster's tit here." "And, what can Kelly do?" "He's got an in with the detective, he can get the chip back with minimal fuss." "Need I remind you, he is the guy who figured out the money train and then robbed it?" " So, he's clearly smart." " I don't like it." "Too risky." "You've already done it, haven't you?" "Jesus, Terry." "When I last I checked, I don't need your approval." "Or yours." "So, what the fuck is the point of this meeting?" "I don't know, Michael." "Call it a courtesy." "You think that image is gonna be enough?" "The FBI had it far worse after the Boston bombing." "In three hours, they knew everything about those assholes." "Where they ate, where they slept, how many times they pissed that day." "Yeah, but the FBI had the Federal government behind them." "It doesn't matter, the software's the same." "Okay, find me a name." "Remind me again, what are you, first grade detective, is that right?" "Second." "Not really management material, are you?" "Like you would know?" "Here we go." "Sadie Newton, 22 years old." "Born in Cali." "Doesn't say she has a penchant for psychopaths." "But, you don't got that on your resume either, do you?" "See what you can find out on her social media, will you?" "Wanna know if she's single, Kelly?" "Lots of likes." "Hold on a second there." "Zoom in on the bear." "The bear?" "They've got thousands of those at FAO Schwarz, right?" "You know, at the hospital, Patrick," "Alice had a bear with the same rip and the same ear." "She went to see Alice in the hospital?" "That's some single, white female shit going on right there." " That or a guilty conscience." " We can work with that." "It's the same fucking bear, Patrick." "Hello." " She did time in Federal." " For what?" "Doesn't say." "I can make a call." "Hey." "No, no, no." "I'm on my way." "Yeah." "Bye." "Let me guess, you gotta go?" "Get me an address on Sadie." "All work, no play makes Patrick a dull boy." "I need a cigarette." "It's a non-smoking room." "You're serious?" "God." " I feel sick." " You need to relax." "I'm sorry that I don't know how to react when you haul off and shoot two old people in front of me." "They saw our faces." "What'd you expect me to do?" "How about not shoot them?" "Did you want us to get caught?" "I never should have listened to you." "You know what?" "I'm so fed up with your on-the-fucking-fence whining." "You wanna go?" "Go!" "I'm not going to hold your fucking hand anymore, Sadie." "Go!" "If you were thinking about turning me in, you're on an accessory to murder charge." "Hell, maybe I'll tell them that you shot the old bitch." "You are a convicted felon who just mowed down a 9-year-old girl with your car." "Or you can see this through with me." "Have my back." "I'll split the money with you right down the middle." "You take your share and you never have to see me again." "Your choice." "This micro-chip belongs to my employer." "It's currently in the possession of Detective Annou." "We know she didn't put it into evidence and we know it's not in her apartment." "So, you're going to get it back for us." "It was you out in front of my door last night, wasn't it?" "Why didn't you try to finish the job?" "You really want to put one in the back of my head right now, don't you?" "It must really piss you off, to keep me around." " This'll take time." " You've got 48 hours." "You got lucky." "You're in favor." "Trust me, it never lasts." "I thought we said our goodbyes." "What can I say, I can't stay away." " Hey, one for my friend." " Sure thing." "I didn't get that by tapping a few keystrokes into CODIS." "I had to make calls, have conversations." "If this ever gets back..." "I deny where it came from." "It can't come back." "What am I looking at?" "Sadie Newton was a serious hacker." "She did some time in Federal." "We're not talking JLaw's nudes." "That sounds about Mia." "I'd say this is the last time, but..." "You've said that, what, three, four times?" "I got two addresses here, one for Sadie and one for her mother." "Can I ask you for one last favor?" "You want me to sit on the mom's?" "For old time's sake?" "You just can't let this one go, can you?" "I'm ready to be done." "What does done mean?" "My old man, we weren't friends." "He traveled a lot." "When he was around, he wasn't exactly present." "My parents separated when I was..." "Eleven?" "And I got a choice, him or her, and I chose her." "I didn't think he'd mind," "I didn't think he had feelings." "What I didn't know was, my mom would start dating." " That bad?" " At first, it was great." "Her boyfriends, they became my best friends." "Cubs games, PlayStation." "Then once they were in with Mom, that's when..." ""Paddy spilled soda on the Corvette."" "And then, once the douchebags started staying over and moving in, they're like," ""Why don't we move Paddy's bedroom down to the basement?"" ""He's so loud."" "So, no father of the year awards?" "I think it was boyfriend number three, Tony." "Tony used to lock me out of the house, because I kept forgetting my keys." "He would lock me out." "It was my house." "I'm 13 at the time." "My head is... full of steam, I got raging hormones." "I march over to my Dad's, and I'm just looking to crash for the night and I get there and I'm about to say..." "And..." "He looks at me like, "Why are you here?"" ""Tony hit me."" "My Dad gets up, he grabs his keys and we go right to my mom's." "He marches right up to that couch where fat Tony is sitting, watching that fucking TV on his God damn couch" " and he decks him." " Shit." "And again, and again." "Tony is fucking bleeding." "He's on the ground and my dad starts kickin' him." "You don't mess with a guy's kid." "My mom, she's crying..." "Screamin'." "And I could've just stopped it at any time." "All I had to do was tell the truth." "You were a kid." "Deakins deserved so much better." "So, somehow you feel responsible for her death?" "Were you in love with her?" "I never got the chance to find out." "Give me the mom's address." "I gotta make a call." " It's me." " Did you get anything?" "Yeah, I got an address." "And guess what?" "Sadie did time for hacking the NSA." "Cut a deal." "She served 16 months." "That seems light." "Well, she ratted out her partner, Mia Sanders." "They never found her." "Maybe Sadie's not as loyal as Mia thinks." "That's our in, Patrick." "You call me when you find her." "Wow, you showing up like this, it's getting to be a habit." "You could've called." "No, you can't, 'cause some asshole bugged my phone." "You wanna tell me what this is about?" "Yeah." "They know you have the chip, Clea." "And they want it back." "That's never going to happen." "We'll see." "What is this, a pissing contest?" "No, it's a proposition." "We work together to figure out who these people are." "Okay, you're forgetting one small detail." "I don't trust you as far as I can spit." "Yeah?" "Well, you got a long line of people you can trust right now?" "Meaning?" "They know you didn't put the chip in evidence." "Which means they have people on the inside." "But I'm sure you already knew that, right, Clea?" "Listen to me." "The chip and the warehouse, they're connected." "How do you know that?" "Because the same guy that killed Oaks is the same guy that asked me to get the chip back." "Look, there was another guy, other than the two bangers." "They shot him, too." "Only three bodies were recovered." "Okay, then they moved the body, what can I tell you?" "Why?" "I don't know." "But what I do know is he didn't belong there." "This guy was 50s, white, preppy." "I mean, he looked like he came off a fucking golf course." "He had a polo shirt, with an insignia that read "Wilton Point."" " You know what that is?" " Yeah." "It's a country club, just north of the city." "Where are you going?" "I'm going to Wilton Point." "You coming?" "You're inviting me along on my case?" "Yeah, that's right." "I'm the only one who knows what he looks like." "Come on." "Keys are in it." " Thanks." " Sure." " Welcome." " Hi, how are you?" " Mr. and Mrs. Lewis." " Pleased to meet you." "We're here to meet with the club director about membership." "Yes." "If you could wait here a moment." " Sure." " I never got it, golf." "It's a nice walk spoiled." "Look who's poetic." "Me and Mark Twain." "All right, what time are we supposed to be meeting this guy?" "At 10:02." "You know what, just give me a minute, will you?" "Excuse me, sir." "The par three, seventh, is it really a four iron?" "If you're Dustin Johnson." "That's what I was saying to Henry." " Henry?" "Harris or Davenport?" " Harris." "We're actually supposed to tee off at 2:00." "Please, after you." "Which means he'll show up about 1:57." "Really?" " Buy you a drink?" " Yeah, please." " What do you want?" " I'll take a beer." " Beer." " Thanks." " Two beers." " Yes, sir." "The member scores are over here?" "Yeah." "I want to make sure I'm not being hustled." "You know what I mean?" "Henry Harris?" "You're definitely being hustled." "So, whatever he says his handicap is, subtract two." "I was thinking five." "What's the name of this guy?" "I think I've played with him before." "Ralph." " Ralph..." " Lunsford." " That's right." " He can't putt worth shit." "Hit 'em long and straight?" "All right." "Thanks again for the beer." "Cheers." "Ralph Lunsford was a fucking spine surgeon." "Hey, watch your mouth." "Get your eyes checked." "We ordered the salmon." "We ran out." "How do you run out?" "It's the special." "It was that special, that's how." " Hope you like fish and chips." " Yeah." "Who doesn't?" "Folks who like clean arteries." "This one." "If it was up to her, she'd live on kale." " Brain food, baby." " Enjoy." "What?" "Ralph Lunsford was reported missing this morning by his partner Neil Everett." "Partner meaning boyfriend?" "As in neurological surgeon." "Fuck, that makes sense." "It does?" "Yeah, the chip was implanted in her brain." "What are you talking about?" "Okay, look, I can't help you if you don't share information with me." "You mean trust you?" "Whatever you wanna call it." "All right?" "Okay." "The chips were implanted into the girls' hands." "At first, we thought it was like a GPS." "But these things, they can measure biometric data." "They might even be able to affect behavior, tolerance to pain, that kind of thing." "One of the girls, she had a chip implanted in her brain." "Jesus Christ." "What the fuck is wrong with people?" "I tried to have the chip analyzed." "It's classified." " As in national security." " Really?" "Whoever is doing this, they have pull." "All right, well, I wanna go see the surgeon." "Alone." "Police business." "Get a burner phone and, text me the number, will you?" "All right, finish your meal." "Don't upset my father." "Yes, ma'am." "Yeah?" "Is it wrong of me to want another beer?" " Dead wrong." " Got anything?" "Nope." "Hey, it's me." "Well, well, well." "The prodigal fucking son." "I'm doing great, Marty." "Thanks for asking." "Yeah?" "If that were true, you wouldn't be calling me." "You know what?" "I really do look better in black." "I'm sure you do." "Listen," "I want to talk a little business with you." "You mean, you want my help, right?" " Yeah, okay, yes..." " Hey, hey, hey, hey." "Lest you forget, I'm a Federal Judge now." "When I talk, you listen." " Go ahead." " Where was I?" "Right." "The prodigal son, the little prodigal prick." "He comes to his daddy and he says, "Daddy"," ""why don't you give me all my money early, please?"" ""Don't you want to see me enjoy it"" ""before you kick?"" "And the old man..." "He is a schmuck of biblical proportions." "All right, so he..." "He gives his kid his early inheritance, and what does the kid do?" "The little punk, he goes all Hugh Hefner on him." "All of that pussy and fancy wine and gold plated gefilte fish." "And then, one morning, he brushes his teeth and he realizes, he doesn't have one fucking shekel for a God damn cup of coffee." "He goes back to his daddy." ""Daddy, Daddy, I'm so sorry."" "What does the old schmuck do?" "He lets shit-for-brains back in the house." "Moral of the story..." "I ain't your fucking daddy!" "There's a lot of money in it, Marty." "Just how much "in it" is in it?" " Yeah." " She's here." "You're shitting me." "She's heading up to the house right now." "Okay, don't lose her." "Kelly, we're on." "Hi, Mom." "What do you want?" "Why should I want anything?" "Can't I just come and see you?" "You always want something." "I'm going away." "Let me guess." "Prison?" "No." "Doesn't matter, anyhow, you never visit." "I'm visiting now." "Would it kill you to look at me?" "Okay." "Hey, Sadie." "I think we should talk." "With surgeries, consults, lecturing..." "There are some days we never even see each other." "But it wasn't until he missed lunch yesterday, which is, a weekly thing, then I thought something might be wrong." "That was unusual?" "I called his home, his cell." "When I didn't hear back, his ex." "Nothing." "You guys have been partners a long time?" "That's Bony Tony." "Ten years." "Patients, they like to see what we're gonna do before we start cutting." "Ralph is bones." "I'm nerves." "We pretty much got you covered." "So his ex hadn't heard from him?" "No, but that's not unusual." "If it wasn't for Gary..." "Their son," "I don't think they'd ever speak." "Did he have any money problems?" "Women?" "You don't know Ralph." "He is work." "And on vacation, more work." "Do you have his ex's number?" "Sure." " Missing?" " Neil didn't tell you?" "He called." "He had asked if Ralph was here." "I told him no." "I mean, he didn't say that he hadn't heard from him, he just said he was late for surgery." "Why wouldn't he tell me that?" "Maybe he thought you didn't care." "Why wouldn't I care?" "He's the father of my kid." "You married?" "Don't ever marry a surgeon, if you want to see him on days not called Christmas, that is." "Right." "When did you guys split?" "Almost eight years ago." "I hear that Ralph's now cutting back on his hours." "I mean, he'll be a whole new person, once he gets that prick Neil out of his life." "Neil didn't tell me that Ralph was leaving the practice." "Knowing Ralph, he didn't tell Neil." "Did they have a falling out?" "I don't know, he wouldn't tell me." "I just can't believe he's missing." "There must be some sort of misunderstanding." "Don't worry, we'll get to the bottom of it," " I promise." " Thank you." "Just excuse me for one second." "Hey, Cap." "You got another gig I don't know about?" "Sorry..." "You think I might see your smiling face any time soon?" "Yeah, I don't know, maybe I can..." "Just get your ass in here." " I got your money." " What about Finnegan?" " He went back to Chicago." " Why?" "Well, I convinced him you're not here." "You're lying." "Okay, Mia, I'm lying." "Do you want your money or not?" "Imagine my surprise." "Getman over at "Missing Persons" calls me, wondering why one of my guys is following up on one of their cases." "There was a new lead on the Phan case." "We're supposed to be letting the Feds run point on that." "You tell them about this lead?" "Turned out to be false." "That a fact?" "From now on, you run everything through me." "Sir." "Get out." "You busted back to patrol?" "No, we're cool." "Yeah?" "You should've seen him about an hour ago." "Covered your butt." "And I appreciate that." "You're still on Jameson?" "What are you talking about?" "Neil Everett." "He was at the restaurant the night Jameson was killed." "What?" "He was with Jameson?" "No, he was at another table." "I don't remember him." "I interviewed him." "He was ruled out." "For a surgeon, he was pretty freaked out by blood." "Does the restaurant have security cameras?" "One above the bar." "Pull them from the lab, will you?" "See if Everett ever spoke to Jameson." "This is off the record." "You bring that right to me, nobody else, you hear?" "Yeah." "Yeah, you got it." " You look thirsty." " I'm not in the mood." "Suit yourself." "Where's my money?" "Unfortunately, I don't have it." "Those kids are dead." "I can get you $10 million dollars." "I needed some time to get some things in place." "Now they're set." "Ten million dollars, but you leave those kids alone." "This is a microchip the government has in RD." "They insert it under the skin, it measures biometrics..." "And why do I give a shit?" "Because I can get my hands on it." "And for the right buyer, it's worth $10 million." " And you have that buyer?" " I do." "So sell it..." "And give me my money." "Well, unfortunately, it's not that easy." "It never is." "You see, I have the buyer, but I can't sell him the chip, or I'd be a dead man." "And my problem with that is?" "You don't get paid, Mia." "You want me to help you rob him?" "Yes, I do." "No, get someone else." "Well, I would, but the same people that I would be asking for help are the same people that I'm stealing the chip from." "Besides, you have a vested interest in this working out as I do." "You know, the last time I helped you rob someone," "I ended up with a bullet in my leg." "Well, it's different this time." "You see, you hold all the cards, Mia." "It hurts you to say that, doesn't it?" "Yes, it does." "You know, right now, you're trying to figure out the play, whether I'm setting you up, or not." "But it's not about me this time." "This time it's about those kids." "And you expect me to believe that you're a changed man?" "No, I expect you to believe that I'm out of options." "You win, Mia." "You win." "I'll take that drink now." "Sure." "There you go." "I'll have the buyer meet us here tomorrow." " What time?" " No." ""No"?" "If I do this, I get complete control." "I choose the location." "Somewhere I feel safe." "Somewhere remote, where I can see for miles in every direction." "You won't be able to see me, but I'll have a gun trained on you at all times." "I see anything I don't like, you're a dead man." "Once the money's transferred into my account," "I shoot the buyer, and you walk away with that chip." "Well, what guarantees do I have that you won't shoot me?" "None." "Like you said, I'm holding the cards now." "Okay." "We want the operation moved up." "There's really no need." "We should have the last remaining chip back in our possession within 24 hours." "And if you can't?" "My people know that's not an option." "I've always admired your self-confidence." "With good reason." "Still, this is an overreaction." "We'll call this a prophylactic measure." "Too many people have too much to lose." "So, it doesn't matter what I think?" "In this case, no, it doesn't." "Unless, you're telling me you can't do it." "Of course, I can do it." " Who's the mark?" " Michael Donahue." "He's not in play yet, though, we need more time." "Well, find another mark, you can get in play now." "Remember, Theresa, we wouldn't be in this shitstorm, if your boy Jameson managed to keep his dick in his pants." "Get this done in the next 48, or expect the worst." "Hello, my name is Dr. Neil Everett." "I'm a neuro surgeon and have been involved in the Artemis Foundation for the last eight years." "The Artemis Foundation is a charity that combats human trafficking." "Human trafficking is something that plagues both the developed and the developing world." "The Artemis Foundation does tremendous work, rescuing young traffic girls and re-integrating them back into society." "Sick bastard." "I thank you all for being here, and for your donations..." " I thought you were gone." " Hey." "I thought you'd left me..." "I'm sorry..." " I'm so sorry." " Hey, hey, hey." "I just got scared." "I was so scared." "Hey, hey, it's okay." "It's okay." "Hey, hey, hey." "I'm here." "Okay?" "Okay." "I just went to go see Kelly." "We hit the jackpot." "$10 million." "Jesus." " Ten?" " Yeah." "You know, she's gonna kill you." "If you think that I'm gonna walk in there without an exit strategy," "you don't know me very well, Patrick." "I'm all ears." "Babe, you're walking into a trap." "Come on, it's me you're talking to here." "You think I don't have a plan B?" "Wow." "This place really is a shit hole." "You just don't see the potential." "I suppose you have the vision..." "And the rest of the world's wearing bifocals." "I bet you believe that, too." " You want a drink?" " Yeah." " I'll have a whiskey sour." " A whiskey sour." "I don't think I have any eggs." "Lemon and sugar will be just fine." "Coming up." "So..." "Turns out Neil Everett sits on the board of a trafficking charity." "You're shitting me." "What can I say?" "Charity begins at home." "That piece of shit knows everything there is to know about trafficked girls." "Including turning them into guinea pigs." " Here you go." " Thanks." "So, do you think they're in on it together?" "I don't know." "Feel like there's a lot of money involved, one of them gets greedy, they fall out..." "Or Lunsford grew a conscience, he didn't want any part of it, so they killed him." "Question is, who is "they"?" "That is the question." "What?" "Nothing." "No, what is it?" "I was just thinking, we made a lot of progress today." "We did, yeah." "You would've made a good cop." "Maybe." "Ooh." "That shot really hit me." "I don't..." "I don't usually..." "You ready?" "I'm in." "You play me, Kelly, and it's good night, and thank you." "Marty." "Wow, nice." "Tell you what, this city mouse is lovin' him some of this country air?" "Thirsty?" "Yeah, I'll have me one of those." "Seems like you're in a good mood." "Yeah, you know, the prospect of money does that to me." "You must be the Cheshire-fucking-cat what with this price tag." "I'm not making a dime, Marty." "Really?" "Why may I ask are you doing this?" "It's for a friend." "Yeah." "You know what?" "Someone needs a refresher course on Marty's law of living a meaningful and happy life." " Yeah?" " Chapter one..." "Self-acceptance." "Look at me." "I am a venal, power-hungry fucker." "Right?" "I live with that, I accept it." "I recite it three times every morning before I brush my teeth." "And look at me." "I'm a fucking Federal Judge." "Yeah, well, I'm not you." "You ever hear the story of the scorpion and the frog?" "Yeah, third grade." "Not my version, you haven't." "Go ahead." "Once upon a time, there was a scorpion named Mr. S, and he fell in love with this babe, who lived across on the other side of the river, but he can't get to the other side," "so he asks his buddy, Freddy the Frog, if he could get a lift to the other side of the river." "Now, Freddy's very squeamish." "And he says, "Well, I'm sorry, Mr. S,"" ""but my mommy told me never, ever to pick up hitchhikers,"" ""and by the way, as soon as you get on my back,"" ""you're gonna sting me, I know it for sure."" "Now, Mr. S, he's very smart, and he thinks things through." "So he says to Freddy," ""If I hop on your back, I sting you,"" ""we're both goners, I'm gonna drown."" ""Are you out of your mind?" "Why would I do that?"" "So, he gives in." "Now, Mr. S hops on Freddy's back, they get three quarters to the other side of the river..." "Now, what do you think happens?" "Mr. Scorpion stings Freddy and they both drown." "You see, you are not listening." " You are not listening." " I'm listening." " No, you're not listening." " I'm listening." "I told you, Mr. S, he's smart, right?" "He thinks things through." "Yeah, of course, he stings him, but then, he hops on a lily pad, gets to the other side, he bangs his babe's brains out." " I like the original, better." " Well, it's a true story." " Cheers." " Cheers." "Point being..." "You and me, Ethan, we're scorpions." "We sting, because it's our nature to sting." "We sting, and we are better off for it." "Man, that guy can talk." "And most of it, utter shit." " So this guy, he's a..." " Adnan Kraja." "This is your average Albanian arms dealer?" "Yeah, very average, very colorful." "How colorful?" "Well, he'll stick a fork in your heart, and pull it out himself." "You know what they're gonna do with the chip?" "What do you care?" "I was curious." "Marty's second law..." ""Don't ask, don't tell."" " The less said, the better." " Right." "Adnan, how are you?" "Yeah." "Where is it?" "There you go." "It doesn't look like 10 million dollars." "Well, I can take it elsewhere if you like." "He talks a lot when he shouldn't talk at all." "It's smaller than the one Moscow's developing." "I thought there'd only be one." "It's not a problem." "As soon as the money's there, give me the word." "If this thing doesn't work, I know where to find you." "Where would you like the money?" "Here, Marty." "What the fuck is taking so long?" "He's transferring the money." "Is it there, yet?" "Can I take the shot?" "Can I take the shot?" "Sadie, can I take the fucking shot?" "We good?" "Jesus." "Give me the chip." "Get out of here." "What the fuck?" "Why didn't you tell me?" "Marty's second law..." ""Don't ask, don't tell," right?" "I'm a Federal Judge, you fucking idiot!" "Now, I'm an accessory to a goddamn murder." "Now, I got a fucking marker on you, don't I, Marty?" " Now, get in your car." " You know what?" " Get in your fucking car." " Read my lips." " Get in your fucking car." " You're going to shoot me now?" "You're gonna shoot me?" "Get the fucking gun out of my fucking face, you stupid fucking cock sucker." "Yeah." "You stupid fucking bitch!" "Whatever he promised you, it's not true." "No one is gonna love you anymore!" "God..." "You're gonna shoot me, Ethan?" "I never wanted to kill you, Mia." "You can't just leave me out here!" "You can't just fucking leave me here!" "Please, I'm sorry." "You don't want to do this." "Please..." "You don't want to do this." "Please." "How did you know I'd go through with it?" "The one thing I can always recognize in somebody's eyes is greed." "I didn't do it for the money." "Whatever you gotta tell yourself." "It's true." "Yeah, well, I'm betting you'll take the money, won't you?" "Now, go on." "So, what are you gonna do now?" "I've got some unfinished business back in town." "How about you?" "I don't know." "I kinda like the West Coast." "Maybe I'll see you around." "That's probably not a good idea, Patrick." "No, it's probably not." "You take care of yourself."