B The Barber
There you are. Looks like your day went long.
It was a bit more... big. Bit more than the prep said it would be. The data card.
B The Barber
[clears throat and sighs]
It was a straightforward snatch, Hutch.
It started as a straightforward snatch. [flashback to elevator] You guys having fun at the convention?
Asshole, we’re not here for the **** conventionǃ [Hutch grabs thug's gun, shoots and fights all thugs in elevator]
N Nerd
[using elevator phone]
Please! Someone help usǃ [Hutch rips phone out, uses it on a thug, hands it back and then takes a data card from nerd's jacket breast pocket]
B The Barber
Right. Straightforward snatch.
Yeah. Until the Corsicans showed up with Uzis. Wait. No, they had MP7s.
B The Barber
Corsicans, huh?
B The Barber
Well, we always suspected there might be another interested party in the mix.
Only one? [flashback of thugs arriving in a parking garage who fight Hutch]
B The Barber
With machetes?
B The Barber
[takes a tablet from subordinate and takes out card]
Well, I’d say it was worth it. Because this checks out. Which brings you 800 grand closer.
And how much more do I owe?
B The Barber
30 million, give or take. [snaps fingers to subordinate who hands over a folder with The Barber sliding it on a table] Your next mission.
[touches folder and sighs]
I can’t.
B The Barber
Hutch... I’m trying to help you pay off a debt. One we very graciously paid on your behalf when you burnt all the Russian’s stack of money. At the rate you’re going, you’ll have paid off the obshchak by spring.
Gonna take a va... [squints and winces] I’m gonna take a break.
B The Barber
Good luck. [gets up and walks past Hutch]
B The Barber
[stops]
You... take a break? This job is in your nature, and nature always wins. Wherever you go... there you are. [in flashback, Hutch pushes aside a thug and reads a bumper sticker; "I had a helluva time in Plummerville"]
[sees Hutch]
You. What the hell are you still doing in my town?
Well, I could use your help. [Wyatt attacks him] Oh, no, noǃ Be coolǃ I’ve got your sonǃ He’s okayǃ
You mess with my son, you’re a dead manǃ
No, you don’t understandǃ He’s totally safe with some people...
What the **** do you mean by safe?ǃ
From Lendinaǃ We want the same thingsǃ
[sitting at desk drinking wine]
You burned all of it?
And whatever was in those chemical barrels. Th-they exploded.
Thanks. She’s pure **** evil, man. She killed my dad. Used Abel to take my son. Backstabbing son of a bitch. [downs glass then gestures behind him] This empire that I inherited from my dad came with a lot of debts. Wild Bill. He was a lot of fun, but the man liked the bad odds. And I’m still paying for his mistakes. Lendina has run this town for two **** generations. I will not let my son be forced into this.
[pours Wyatt a glass]
I know what you mean. So wh-what would she do if she found out you burned her stash?
[struggles to respond]
Okay, how-how do I put this? She’s eradicated entire bloodlines for less. She’s absolutely bat shit crazy. Vicious.
She’s definitely on her way here.
That was fast. Did it hurt?
MM Max Martin
No, I’m fine.
MM Max Martin
Dad, really, I’m fine. My arm’s healing good.
[alerted by phone]
Hold on. Max, I have to take this damn call. Won’t be long. What?
[chuckles]
Well... that’s no way to treat your business partner.
Ex-partner. This is my last shipment.
My father’s debt is all paid up. I can count. This, you know... pays off the last of our debt.
Aw. By my calculations, the debt will never be paid off.
No. That’s bullshit, and you know it. [Lendina cruelly laughs] Ain’t nothing funny about what I said.
Your father died because he was distracted. Are you distracted?
I’m not my dad. It’s over.
Well, then... we’ll see. [hangs up]
FD Female detective
[Ending scene with Hutch in interrogation room with Becca and a dog]
We're not gonna ask you again. Who are you guys?
MD Male detective
[answers phone]
Yeah.
C Caller
[leaking from phone]
Hutch and Becca Mansell...
MD Male detective
[answers phone]
Sir, I cannot do that.
C Caller
There are bodies all over. This is like a war zone. I... I don't give a ****...
MD Male detective
Yes, sir. Yes, sir, I hear you. loud and clear, sir. Yes. [hangs up phone to Hutch and Becca] You're free to go. [Hutch and Becca hold out handcuffed hands, to colleague] Get the keys. For the cuffs.
[walking out of hanger]
Hutch, after this vacation.
We're gonna need a vacation.
