[ Crowd Shouting ]
[ Woman ] Show him it! Show him it! Show it to him!
Show it to him! You got it!
Keep it tight! Keep it tight!
O.! O.! You got this!
Come on, O.! Get up, Orlando!
Come on, O.! Keep 'em up! Keep 'em up! Move it around! Move it around!
Go for the midsection! Go for the midsection!
- Ooh! - Come on!
Take him down, O.! Yeah!
Get at him! Go!
Roll out of this! Roll out of this!
Quit tippin' your punches out there.
He's leading with his head, love.
Yeah, thanks. We got this. Take a seat, please, Lightman.
Yeah, but, you know, the trouble is, his head's empty.
He's dead from the neck up. He's going down.
Better help your friend, Simone. Orlando!
- What happened to you out there? - Yeah!
[ Crowd Cheering ]
Yeah! Yeah!
Great win tonight, but the celebration's over.
Yeah. I put people to sleep.
At tomorrow fight, they call me Sandman.
Well, that's original.
So, what, you're fighting tomorrow? What, in that state?
SГ­. I need the money. [ Laughing ]
All right. I'll drive. No. You my father now?
No, no, no. Give me the keys. No, I'll do it.
I'm gonna drive. You ain't driving.
Don't push me. Why you gotta push me? Give me the keys.
No, give me. I got it. I got it.
Why you fight-- Damn!
You cut my arm, you little sod.
- You fight like a girl. - Hey, everything cool down there?
No, we're fine. It's all fine. [ Groans ]
I'll give you-- I'll give you a lift.
Oh, no. I'm taking the bus.
All right. Suit yourself.
Hey, hey! Papi!
[ Speaking Spanish ]
ВЎEstГєpido! [ Spits ]
[ Mumbling ]
Come on.
Come on!
[ Footsteps Approaching ]
- What do you-- - [ Gunshots ]
[ Man ] * Dream, send me a sign *
* Turn back the clock *
* Give me some time *
* I need to break out *
* Make a new name *
* Let's open our eyes *
* To the brand-new day **
[ Gillian ] You should just quit your job.
Let me take care of you.
[ Both Laughing ]
No, you wouldn't respect me.
Besides, what would your friends and family think?
Mm.
Oh, you haven't told anyone about us, have you?
Mm.
Mm, no.
[ Chuckles ]
Hmm. [ Laughs ]
You coming? Mm-hmm.
[ Light Switch Clicks ] [ Water Running ]
[ Beeping ] Hey, babe, your phone.
[ Beeping ]
[ Laughing ]
[ Beeping ]
[ Cal ] Ber-nerd bloody Dillon.
Well, I suppose he was always gonna crawl out from under his rock, right?
Assistant Special Agent In Charge Bernard Dillon.
Oh. Oh. So he's Reynolds's new nanny then, is he?
And all things Lightman Group. In this country, we say "Ber-nard."
You might wanna get that right.
Ber-nerd. Dr. Lightman.
- We need your help with a murder case. - Who do you want me to kill?
Very funny. Kid's name is Raul Campos. He's 20. From Peru.
He was found last night. Three gunshot wounds to the chest.
[ Dillon ] We took the case over when it was clear...
that the victim was participating in illegal underground fighting.
His fight last night was caught on a camera phone.
A chip with the video footage was dropped off to one of our field offices anonymously.
Torres is looking at it now.
We suspect that businessman Ron Marshall to be bankrolling these fights.
These underground fights are savage, illegal gambling orgies,
populated by animals.
This man Marshall's already slipped through our fingers once.
Your fingers, right? No, I mean, you know,
it makes it personal to you, Ber-nerd.
Look, what happened between us is old business, Lightman.
I'm a professional with a job to do. I've moved on.
Peachy.
Look, we're gonna bring suspects from the fight last night here.
We don't have time for by-the-book F.B.I. interrogations.
If Marshall even gets wind of what's going on, he's outta here.
A witness saw the victim, Campos, in a heated exchange...
outside a bar with an older male.
Uh, 40s, Caucasian, a hundred sixty pounds, about 5'8".
Well, you keep me in the loop then.
I've moved on too, Bernard.
Right.
Follow me.
How'd you find me?
Marshall got somebody in D.M.V.
He also got Orlando. Thinks he's the one that killed Raul,
because he lost the fight.
Look, Orlando's not a killer. I need you to prove that.
You're certain he's innocent, are you?
Yeah. We were shootin' pool at Connor's when Raul was killed.
Look, Simone, I know I'm only a scientist, right,
but don't insult my intelligence, all right?
Okay, okay. I'm sorry. I just--
Orlando's innocent. I swear.
[ Sighs ] Please, man. Marshall's gonna kill him.
He's like a brother to me.
You tell Marshall that the F.B.I., they're all over him on this one.
The last thing he needs is another corpse on his hands, all right?
That's it? Yep.
Best I can do. Good luck. See yourself out.
It's the morgue.
Skin cells were found under Raul's fingernails.
They're running D.N.A. now. Um, excuse us?
One minute. I'll be right back.
So what's up?
The D.N.A. under the dead man's fingernails?
Don't tell me that scratch is from Campos.
Yeah. I was with him the night he was murdered.
White male, 40s, lean, devilish good looks. Ring a bell?
So you were at the fight. Yeah.
We need to lose the D.N.A. results, Ben.
Excuse me? We?
Yeah. At the very least, we need to mismanage them.
So you think I'm gonna interfere with a federal investigation. Yeah.
That's not gonna happen. Lightman, if you're innocent, just come clean.
Well, I would, wouldn't I? But that tosser Dillon, he's got it in for me.
If he finds out that I'm prime suspect,
he's gonna push for an arrest,
and I'm gonna lose custody of Emily.
So I need a bit more time.
Clear?
[ Crowd Shouting ]
[ Door Opens ] Any progress on that footage?
Uh, well, the clarity's terrible,
so I'm trying to enhance it, see if I can--
if I can get a better read on the crowd,
see if anybody's showing any hostility towards Raul.
You mind if I sit in?
Uh, well, it usually takes a couple of hours, so--
Okay, well, I'm gonna stick around for it, so let me know when it's done.
Will do.
- Want me to take over? - Okay.
Really? No argument or--
Okay.
[ Line Ringing ] Come on, Lightman. Pick up. Pick up. Pick up.
Hey, did you see where Lightman went?
Yeah. He went that way. [ Beeping, Chirping ]
Just get out there and find him! That's all you're gonna do!
You're pushing me around! Look, I'm tryin' to--
[ Man ] Go get a fighter! Do your job!
Hey! Am I interrupting something?
What about "Do not disturb" don't you understand?
You tell him about me, did you?
Yeah, I thought you said you weren't interested.
Simone tells me that you read faces.
You're some sort of scientist. That's why you come to all my fights.
Right. Raul, the upstart,
he gives Orlando a kicking in the ring, and Orlando does him in.
- Is that it? - And you haven't even read his face yet.
I thought you'd never ask. Where is he?
That's not a good sign.
You're the only judge and jury he's ever gonna see, aren't ya?
Get him outta here. Keep your eyes still.
I might not be able to control myself. He's in there, isn't he?
Business is business. Wouldn't it be better business...
if you found out if Orlando was a real killer before you did him in?
Shall we?
[ Panting ]
[ Speaking Spanish ]
Shut up!
So, you think that's how you're gonna get the truth out of him, is it?
I don't need you to tell me how to do my business.
Got it?
Look at me, all right?
Now, Simone says that you were shooting pool with her last night. Is that right?
I was at my girl's house. Lucia.
All night long.
She made anticuchos.
Well, I'm sold, you know. I mean, scientifically speaking, that is.
Explain this science to me.
What?
You don't think I'll be able to follow?
All right. Well, look at him, all right?
[ Sniffs ] I mean, he's not scared of you, right?
I mean, that's contempt, that is.
He thinks you're just another pansy...
who can't fight like a man.
There's nothing more that he'd like to do than tell you that he killed Raul,
if only to look you in the eye and show you what a real man is.
- Do you follow? - [ Man ] Boss.
What? Boss, we got a situation out here!
Boss, it's serious!
[ Grunts ] I didn't kill Raul.
Don't get up.
[ Man ] I found her wandering in here.
- Says she knows you. - Me?
That true?
Well, I've never seen her before in my life.
My name's Sabrina.
I, uh, heard you were looking for fighters.
- Who told you that? - Oh. Yeah.
We might have. Me and her.
At that, um-- uh, that karaoke place in that dump. What was it called?
- Hyattsville. - There it is.
Yeah, yeah, right. Damn, girl, you clean up good.
I barely recognized you. Yo, you gotta see the hand speed on this one.
Ridiculous. For real.
Here, I don't meet fighters here.
You never came here, and you never come here again. You got me?
Go. Come on, gorgeous.
And what about Orlando?
Orlando stays with me.
[ Scoffs ]
Are you out of your tiny mind?
Hey, not that tiny. I just cut you out of an incriminating video.
Oh, yeah?
Someone filmed you on their cell phone at the fight last night,
so I thought I'd come over here and give you a heads-up.
Well, you could have called me, couldn't you? Well, I tried.
Like about 10 times. Now the F.B.I. is saying that they're gonna post a reward...
for any more footage.
I don't know what you're up to, but you don't have much time before they find you.
Well, just let 'em find me then. You don't really mean that.
Look, I go to those fights just to look at the faces.
Right. And you read Playboy just for the articles.
Don't be daft, you know.
Look at you. You're all wired up, after your Sabrina act.
Yeah. Takes one to know one.
You're off this, Torres. I mean that, right?
Did they come out yet? Two of Marshall's men just left,
but he's still in there with Orlando...
who's a dead man for something he didn't do.
No, he's not innocent in this. He's up to his ears.
I'll see you back at the office, right?
Yeah. Pleasure's all mine, by the way. No need to thank me.
You're off this. I mean it. I mean it, Torres.
[ Line Ringing ] [ Man ] Chesapeake Boat Charters.
[ Knocking ]
Hey. Hey.
The receptionist stepped away, and no one saw me come in.
So your secret is safe.
What's the occasion? I have to cancel tonight.
Uh, some potential foster parents are coming to the youth center,
and I have to interview 'em.
I brought this to buy your forgiveness.
Oh. I'm sorry.
I'll... make it up to you.
I promise.
[ Beeps ] [ Line Ringing ]
[ Man ] Forensics. Yeah. This is Agent Carl Washington.
How can I help you? Yeah, I need you to pull that rush order...
off of D.N.A. sample 2699B.
Campos, right? Yeah, that's right. The Raul Campos case.
You need this A.S.A.P.? Yeah.
We're checking right now to see if the sample was contaminated.
Okay. I'm all over it. All right. Thank you.
- What are you doing here? - Just, uh-- Just looking for Lightman.
Yeah, you and me both. Oh, we, uh-- we found the next of kin.
Raul was wiring money to an aunt in Peru.
She said his brother's here looking for him. Foster's waiting for you.
All right, I'll be right there, sir.
My brother left a year ago...
after a fight with my father.
[ Inhales ] Nobody knows where he went.
We all miss him.
[ Ben ] So what did he and your father fight about?
I can't really remember.
I think you do.
Why don't you tell us?
He wanted to be a rich man.
That's why he came here.
My father was angry about that. He called it irresponsible.
It bothered you too.
It was selfish.
He wanted to walk away from his obligations, from his family.
I should have never have encouraged him.
How you feeling?
Like my soul's been ripped away.
Just Marshall and the main guy.
You got a light?
You clear everything out of the office? Yeah. We're good.
[ Sniffs ] You smell that?
Yeah. Yeah, I do. [ Man ] Fire! Fire!
Fire!
Get in there! Put it out!
Come on!
[ Yelling, Indistinct ]
[ Door Opens ]
Come on. Get a move on.
Come on. Get moving. Come on, come on, come on. All right.
All right, get him out of here.
Uh, get, um, three club sodas, please, doll.
Right. Orlando.
The reason I saved your ass, right,
is so I could ask you this question.
- Why did you kill Raul? - I didn't kill nobody.
Look at me when you say that. I dare you to look at me.
No. See, save your breath.
'Cause your eyes just did the talking for you.
I just accused you of murder, right?
You're more worried about what she's thinking. Why is that?
You think that she killed Raul? Is that it?
Yo, get real. Why would I off another fighter?
You know, I think she's got your nuggets...
in a vise, Orlando.
- You wanna talk to me about that? - I just--
Here you go.
- [ Cal ] Thank you, love. - I just didn't wanna let her down, all right?
After all you done for me, I just don't wanna disappoint you.
You know, I don't think you're dead from the neck up.
What is that supposed to mean?
- Did you throw the fight? - [ Speaking Spanish ]
'Cause I don't think that was your plan going in.
But something made you go down. What was it? No, no.
- You're crazy. - Maybe we should get out of here.
That's a good idea. [ Whistles ] Wait. Wait. Look,
I'm the only thing standing between you and the feds right now,
let alone Immigration.
All right, hang on. Scooch over, gorgeous.
All right, fine.
Me and Raul, we were close. Okay?
We're from the same part of Peru. ВїSabes?
You're always telling me hate your fighters, right?
Well, I didn't hate Raul.
- And look where it got you. - You don't understand. I needed to help him, all right?
[ Cal ] You know, something was making him run hot.
I'm not just talking about when he was drunk...
and he was bragging about beating you.
What was it?
He said it was the Shining Path, the Senderistas in Peru, all right?
They knew he was here, and they were coming for him.
He said it was gonna be his last fight before he left town, but that's all I know.
So you decided you were-- you were gonna help him, right?
You'd take the count, you'd gift him the cash. Is that it?
Yeah. Good.
Hey. So we're digging into Raul's whereabouts. [ Cell Phone Rings ]
I think we're getting close to finding out where-- Just a sec.
ASAC Dillon.
What do you mean our D.N.A. request was pulled?
By who?
Well, put it back on.
Yeah.
[ Beeps ]
For some reason, Agent Carl Washington pulled our D.N.A. sample...
off the rush list.
I had it put back on the fast track, but we may have a problem.
I'm gonna look into it. You guys stay on your toes.
Yes, sir. [ Agent #1 ] Do you know what's going on?
[ Agent #2 ] Still don't know.
Come on! You got this! Give it to him, O.!
[ Typing ]
There's something weird with this F.B.I. footage.
What? Well, it jumped, like it was edited.
It should be... 21 minutes, 43 seconds.
But on screen, it's 21 minutes, 36 seconds. We lost seven seconds.
It's probably on the hard drive. I'll find it.
Listen, I forgot. Lightman called.
He said he wanted you to, uh, get ready to present your research on lowland gorillas.
- When? - This afternoon.
But I have at least two days more work on that.
Well, you better get on it.
Well-- What about this case?
I'll cover it. Go do your thing.
[ Typing ]
Have you seen Lightman? I've got a person of interest I can't hold too long.
Uh, I think he's at lunch, but I can start the questioning, stall until he comes back.
Okay.
[ Dillon ] These were taken from video footage...
of the illegal fight you set up last night.
And it turns out it was at a warehouse owned by a relative of yours.
I don't know nothing about a fight.
Your uncle sold copper out of that warehouse for 26 years.
What's that got to do with me?
We know about everything. We put a pin in every location where you funded a fight.
[ Exhales ] I never funded anything.
You know, you're a dead ringer...
for this girl I know.
I guess we all have a twin.
Yeah.
And part of mine is a very dangerous man.
Can we have a word?
[ Clicking Tongue ]
What's going on? Nothing.
Marshall's lying. No-- No, he's not.
Are you afraid of him? No.
Damn it.
Where's Lightman?
No offense, but with a chess player like Marshall, I need a pro.
Well, he's not gonna read anything different.
If you want me to try again, I will.
Fine. Let's go.
Hi. Hi.
What's wrong? Nothing.
I was just checking in, you know.
Why don't you just come right out with it?
I didn't wanna--
Intrude? Yeah, that's it, yeah. No.
Because that is not like you at all. Yes.
I'm seeing someone. There. You happy now?
You've got my back, knowing my-- my luck with men, as you do.
Is that what you wanted to check in about?
No. Oh.
Well, mostly, yes. Great. Thank you.
No, really, thank you. I mean that.
But-- But-- But now can-can you try...
and do your best...
not to stick your nose in-into my business?
Yeah, I can do that. Yeah.
Turns out our witness who saw the prime suspect...
has a history of drug abuse, putting his credibility in question.
- I need you to talk to him. - I'll be right there.
I need you to take this one. Okay.
I thought I gave my description.
You did-- after taking a few hits of meth, it seems.
Were you strung out last night when you saw Raul? No.
No, I swear. I didn't have any money.
You've had a couple of run-ins with the law for drug possession.
Did you think giving an eyewitness account...
would earn you some goodwill? No.
Higher voice pitch. That was a yes.
Did you really see a guy with Raul,
or was it made up to earn brownie points?
I'm tellin' you, I saw him.
Kinda looked like that guy.
- The suspect looked like this guy? - Yeah.
[ Cal ] You heard of the Shining Path, right?
What, the Senderistas? They were a guerrilla group out of Peru.
Yeah, they make the Vikings look like little boys looking for a good wrestle.
Well, Raul was scared of 'em.
He thought they were after him for some reason.
Lightman, what are you doing? What does this kid mean to you?
He was a good boy. You know, he was a little misguided perhaps, but--
Kind of like you at one point, huh?
What, you my shrink now, are you? No, no. I'm just saying.
You put your butt on the boot end of a criminal enterprise,
and I'm trying to understand why.
I have my reasons.
Well, dollars to doughnuts, Raul was killed by somebody in the fight world.
Maybe even Marshall. No, Raul was the A.T.M., right?
Why would you pull the trigger on a good payday?
Well, the answer could be on the tape.
Oh, and by the way, Dillon put your D.N.A. test back on rush status.
The results should be here in a few hours.
Do I look worried? That's him. That's him. That's the guy.
That's who was fightin' with the kid.
I think you've made a terrible mistake, mate.
I saw you with him. You saw me?
Yeah. You absolutely positive, are you?
Yeah. Yeah?
You saw this face in the dark with that astigmatism, did you?
Who are you?
- This is Dr. Cal Lightman. He runs this place. - Also live in this place.
So, you're saying you were here last night.
Oh, yeah. I was with him.
Yeah.
Come on. Let's go. Maybe it wasn't him.
Now, did you really see an astigmatism?
No. You're learning though.
Okay, so I saw something here.
Come on.
[ Crowd Shouting ]
Right there. Raul flashed fear.
Yeah. He's...
looking at something to his left, right?
Yeah. That would be you.
Park your mouth, Torres, all right? Put your brain in gear.
All right, let's look at the other people there. Preferably behind me.
All right.
All right, freeze it there.
Um, push in. Push in, push in. Push, push, push, push.
Right. Right about now, right, the fight is getting really, really good,
and the crowd is going bonkers, right?
All except for this guy.
Yeah, his body language is completely relaxed.
He's not there for the fight.
So, how did your girlfriend track this down?
Well, she called the charter company, and, uh--
Oh. Thank you. Here you go.
And pretended to be her fiancГ©'s assistant.
Huh. Well, if I had to put money on it,
the guy charters a boat out of Baltimore for five hours,
he's probably a drug smuggler.
[ Sighs ]
So, how long has your girlfriend known her fiancГ©?
A few months.
Well, she should be careful.
I don't know what I'm gonna tell her.
She's in love with him.
All right, look, you know,
if your girlfriend can get that passport and maybe his cell phone,
we can look into it, you know?
So, you wanted to see me? Yeah.
Give us a minute.
Have a seat. All right.
What's going on?
You impersonated Agent Washington...
to delay the prime suspect's D.N.A. report.
Who are you covering for?
I've got something for you, okay?
This is a picture, all right,
from the fight.
Well, I'm in it.
You were at an illegal fight just to study faces. [ Cal ] Correct.
For you, no extra charge.
- Did you know Raul Campos? - Not personally.
No, but I seen him fight.
Your interest in which was purely professional. Hundred percent.
Ninety percent. Okay.
Eighty, actually, percent.
- Why didn't you tell me this earlier? - I misjudged you, Bernard.
I did. I-- Because of the, you know, history...
between you and I.
You once wrote a report on me based on a single interview session...
which affected my promotion schedule.
Knocked me back easily two years.
No, I did do that, yeah.
Which is why I thought you were gonna come in here...
and press charges and strip me of my F.B.I. contract.
- And what about you, Agent Reynolds? - He doesn't give a toss.
About politics. He's all about getting the job done.
He-- Big Picture Ben, we call him around here.
Sir, Lightman just needed more time to canvass his fight contacts.
Right. Um, now, this...
is the man you want.
Right? Now, Reynolds here already has my people...
working on getting, you know, better resolution on the license plate, so--
He's all over it.
Well, you're a sight for sore eyes.
I thought you were working late.
Yeah. The foster parents canceled. What are you doing here?
I was just, um-- I was looking for an earring that I lost.
I thought maybe you were looking for this.
It wasn't where I left it.
Who's Marco Gianelli?
This passport is for work. That's all I can say.
- It's for the youth center? - Yes and no.
Just tell me the truth.
[ Sighs ]
I have to go.
I work for the D.E.A.
I'm an undercover agent.
I've been in Covington for the last six months monitoring two MS-13 gangbangers...
that we believe are part of a new drug cartel in Mexico.
Are you a real psychologist? Yes.
Look, I've withheld information,
but nothing that I've told you is false.
Except meeting with the foster parents.
Your real name, what is it?
Dave Atherton.
I'm just thinking, uh,
about you and I-- if this--
if this was part of your cover. No.
Absolutely not, Gillian.
The last thing that I expected on this job...
was to fall in love.
And telling you everything is incredibly stupid... and dangerous.
[ Sniffles ]
But I-- I don't wanna lose you.
[ Sighs ]
You haven't.
When do I get to meet my brother's killer?
Real soon. I'll be right back.
- You sure that's him? - Well, it was the rental car that was in the photo,
and his name is on the contract, so-- Incoming.
Dr. Lightman. [ Clears Throat ]
We just got the prime suspect's D.N.A. back.
You've got some explaining to do.
You concealed a personal relationship with the victim.
Well, I was just trying to help, you know.
And you thought I was the dirty one.
No, I wasn't sure that you were dirty per se.
You know, I-I just-- I couldn't be a hundred percent sure at the time.
How sure were you? Ninety percent?
Eighty percent?
I didn't kill Raul, you know, if that's where this is going.
How can I be a hundred percent sure? Find the real killer?
How do you explain the fight outside the bar?
He was drunk. I was getting his keys. Don't take me for a fool.
Do you have any idea how overwhelming the evidence is against you?
Look, I'm not taking you for a tool.
Fool! Whatever, whatever. Look, Bernard,
just give me 10 minutes in the cube with Juan.
So you came here to take your brother back home. Right?
But you threatened him, and then he ran away.
Why would I threaten my own brother?
I don't know. I mean, you're a Senderista, right?
You know, you'd threaten your own grandmother, wouldn't you?
I fight for the revolution! So did my father!
And so did Raul! All right, calm down. Calm down.
But Raul, he got away, didn't he?
He-- He escaped.
Now, I don't know, but it seems to me if you join the Shining Path,
it's a lifetime's membership.
You came here to remind him of that, didn't you?
Or to, you know-- [ Clicks Tongue ] kill him if he didn't see sense.
I never found my brother.
You shot him, didn't you?
You shot him in cold blood.
I was still looking for him this morning!
[ Dillon On Speaker ] That's enough, Lightman.
Mr. Campos, you're free to go.
Now, what, are you nuts? I just hooked the bastard!
Juan. [ Speaking Spanish ]
After the fight, right, Raul was happy.
He was excited to go home.
[ Speaking Spanish ]
Tell him that.
He talked to Raul yesterday afternoon. All units go.
[ Tires Squealing ]
Juan! Juan, don't you move!
Get on the ground! Get on the ground now!
[ Man ] F.B.I.! Get on the ground! Get your ass on the ground!
Put your hands behind your back.
[ Police Radio Chatter ]
[ Man ] Face down!
Come on! Get up! Let's go.
Oye, oye. Hey.
Uh, Cal, you remember Dave, don't you?
Yeah. Uh, from juvie.
Right? Burns. Dave Burns. Yeah.
Yeah? Yeah? All right. Did I get that right?
Or did I make a mistake? 'Cause, you know, I'm terrible with names.
You got it right. How are you? Oh. I'm terrible with names.
I'm, you know--
Um, did I say something there that surprised you, or is it--
No, no. Got it. Right.
Look, 'cause it's been donkey's years since she's had a bit, you know,
had anything special in her life, right?
Not that there's anything wrong with her. Far from it.
I mean, she's... just a little bit--
Awkward. Awkward is good, yeah.
[ Laughs ] Okay. So you've had your fun, Cal.
Right. Just talk amongst yourself a minute, eh?
Dave, do me a favor, all right?
She's my best friend. She's my best friend, and...
it's probably the only reason that this place hasn't gone under.
So do me a favor, you know. Just handle with care. You know what I mean?
Don't let him scare you off. [ Laughs ]
I thought I told you to-- Talk amongst myself.
Right. Yeah. I got bored.
Really? Oh.
Will you give us a second? Sure.
He seems nice. Hmm. Cal.
What? You okay?
What, me? Yeah, I'm fantastic. How about you? You okay?
Illegal underground fights, Cal? You could've told me.
You know, just because you share all your dirty little secrets, right,
doesn't mean I have to.
He's a good man, Cal.
Yep. That's all you need to know.
That's all I'm gonna share. Okay.
Okay? Yeah. No, I got it. No. No more questions, right?
I'm good.