-[JJ] Anything broken? -[Kie] Didn't feel good?
-[John B] You okay? -[JJ] You did not tuck and roll, for sure.
[creaking]
[all speaking indistinctly]
[suspenseful music playing]
[all scream]
[both panting]
-Pope, are you okay? -Hey, you good?
Yeah, I'm good. Just give me, like, one second to, like, catch my breath.
[John B] You did it, Pope.
Ah.
Pope, she's… she's beautiful.
-[Sarah] I've never seen anything like it. -[JJ] Detail's insane.
[John B] Well, here's why Limbrey wanted that key so bad.
[JJ] Whoa. Good find. How much do you think she's worth?
Like, if we melted her old bones down, dude, I'm talking like high billions.
This belongs in a-- No! This belongs in a museum.
[JJ] What? So no one sees her?
-In a museum where everyone sees it. -Are you kidding?
Hey! It's my ancestors' cross!
Right, okay. All right, all right. Well…
This is bigger than money, and the world's gotta know the truth.
Yes. If we don't get this shit outta here before Limbrey gets here,
nobody's gonna know. So saddle up.
-[JJ] It's heavy like right here. -Ah! God!
Wait. Hold on. John B, you're gonna pull, all right? Pull down.
I'm gonna pull down. You guys pull up. Ready? One, two, three.
-JJ, watch your foot. -[Sarah] Oh my God!
-[all grunting, groaning] -Shit! Okay!
Okay. I got it.
Okay.
Who's… who's not lifting right now? Sarah, are you seriously--
-[Sarah] I'm lifting! -Move forward.
-[JJ] It doesn't feel like it! -[Sarah] I am!
-[grunts] Okay, guys. I can't. I can't. -[Kie] No! No, no, no!
No, no, Pope! Hang on there! No, no, no, no, no, no! No!
-[metal clanks] -[all panting]
Damn it, yo! You almost dropped it on my foot!
-'Cause I'm the only one lifting it! -[JJ] Oh, you sure--
Okay, okay, okay, okay! Listen, we'll make like a sling, like a little--
Yeah, yeah, and then put it on the tail hitch.
Guys! Guys, guys, I'm not okay. I'm not okay.
-[groans] -[John B] Shit!
-[Sarah] Your eye, it looks all puffy. -You good? You don't look too good, bro.
I can't-- [gasps]
He's having an allergic reaction.
-[Sarah] How many times did you get stung? -[JJ] Hey! Hey!
-[Kie] What about the cross? -[John B] JJ, try and hide it.
-I got it. I got the cross. -[John B] Here we go. Come on. Come on.
-[wheezing] -[Kie] We'll come back!
-I can't breathe. -I know.
-[JJ] I don't know how I'll hide this! -[John B] Can you get the door?
[Pope] I can't breathe.
-[Kie] JJ! We gotta go! -[JJ] It's so heavy. I can't-- I'm coming!
Jeez! That thing's heavy.
-Sarah, I didn't hide it well enough. -[Sarah] Don't worry about that.
-We gotta get Pope some help. -Pope, what do you need, buddy?
-[Sarah] Keep his legs elevated. -[JJ] What do you need?
-A shot! -[JJ] A shot? Okay.
I know where to go! Give me the keys!
-[Kie] They're in the ignition! Go. -[JJ] Right. I knew that.
-[Sarah] Keep a hand on his pulse. -[Kie] We got you.
-[JJ] Hang on, Pope! We're going. -[Kie] Pope?
Let's go.
[whistles]
[dramatic instrumental music playing]
[announcer on TV] It's time to play Family Feud!
[horn honking]
Give it up for Steve Harvey!
Ricky!
-[Kie] Are you good? -[JJ] Ricky! Hey! Bro!
-Ricky! Ricky! Hey, Ricky! -[Ricky] Not today.
Ricky, hey, I got a problem, bro! I know you're mad at me!
Remember that time you stole my ambulance?
Yeah. I know. I know. I know you're mad. No!
-Don't do that! -[Sarah] No! Please! Please, we need help!
He got stung by a wasp! He's having a reaction! Please help!
-Hey! Yeah, he-- -[Sarah] Please help!
-[JJ] He can't breathe, Ricky! -[John B] Ricky!
-[Sarah] He's right here, please! -Who can't breathe?
-Look at him! Help my friend! -[wheezing]
-Help! -[Ricky] All right, Jesus Christ.
Hey! Nice to meet you. Sorry.
[John B] Yeah.
[JJ] You know, I wouldn't come to you if it wasn't an emergency.
Hang in there, buddy.
-[Ricky] What's wrong with him? -Wasps!
-Wasps? -[Sarah] Yes!
-Is he allergic to wasps? -[Kie] Clearly.
-Okay. -[John B] A beehive worth of wasps.
-[JJ] Raise his legs! -[Ricky] What's his name?
-[Sarah] Pope. -[Ricky] Hey, Pope?
Hang tight. I gotta get my kit.
-[JJ] Hang tight? Ricky! -He's looking for a kit. Go help.
-Kit? -Yeah. Go help.
[Kie] Breathe a little, okay? Like a little bit.
-Where's the kit, Ricky? -If I knew, I wouldn't be looking!
Goddamn it! Well, then find it, bro!
I need you to focus. Focus on your breathing, okay?
-[JJ] What does it look like? -Like a duffel bag!
-A duffel bag! -Where's your kit?
[John B] Out in the garage, maybe.
[wheezing]
-[Kie] Focus on your breathing. -Okay, I got it!
-I got it! I got it. -[John B] Yeah, yeah.
-All right. -[Kie] Okay.
[JJ] What do we do now?
[Ricky] You don't do anything 'cause you're not a paramedic.
Okay. Hey, Pope. How you doing, man? You look like shit.
Here's the thing. This is a pediatric dose of epinephrine.
-Is that gonna be enough? -He's not a kid!
It is ten times a normal dose.
So if… if it doesn't stop his heart, it'll help him.
But I gotta use the whole thing, or it won't work.
-And I'm not going down if he dies. -Okay! Fine! Do it! Hit it!
-Come on, hurry up! -Okay.
[JJ] Come on, hurry up!
Pope, hang in there, buddy.
[wheezing, groans]
[JJ groans] I hate needles, man.
Okay, um, that's it.
-Now what? -Now we wait.
[Steve Harvey speaking indistinctly on TV]
All right. Well, let's go. We asked 100 married people, name something
your wife thinks she does really well, but she doesn't.
-[woman] Clean. -[Steve] Clean.
-You killed him. -[Ricky] No.
-Yes, you did! -I didn't do shit.
What did you do?
I did exactly what you asked me to do.
Please! Please! Pope, please, come on!
[JJ] Pope, come on, bro!
[gasping, breathing]
-Wait, wait, wait, he-- -Pope? Pope, Pope, Pope?
[coughing]
[laughing]
-[Kie] Pope! -[panting]
[JJ] There he is. That's my boy right there!
-[Pope] It's hot! I'm real hot, guys. -It's okay. Take it easy.
-I gotta get outside. -[John B] Simmer down.
[JJ] I owe you.
-[Kie] Take a second! -I need to get outside.
-It's hot! -[John B] You're good!
Thank you so much.
Are there any side effects we should be concerned about?
[Ricky] He'll have a rocket up his ass for about half an hour,
then he'll be fine.
-[Pope] Let's go get that cross! Whoo! -[John B] Whoa!
-[Pope] Game six! I'm Michael Jordan! -[John B] Yeah, game six!
["Boys in the Better Land" by Fontaines D.C. playing]
[Sarah] Uh, Pope, you're driving pretty fast.
[howls]
Pope, last to judge, but I think you should slow down a little.
That would definitely delay our arrival to the cross. We gotta get there.
Why did we let him drive again?
-I said I'd rip your ears off. -He said he'd rip our ears off.
-[Kie] You did. -I was joking about that, by the way.
That's a really funny joke.
Hey, how ya feeling, buddy? How ya doing?
Uh, fantastic. I don't know what JJ's cousin gave me, but I am moving!
We couldn't tell.
Okay, well, um, you're going really fast right now.
Yeah, really fast!
[all shouting]
I don't know if you noticed, but there's these giant oak trees
all along the road. They're like six inches off the road.
-[JJ] Whoa, whoa! -You don't need to pass.
You don't need to pass. You don't need to pass. [shouts]
-[all screaming] -[tires screeching]
-What an asshole, right? -He's going the speed limit!
We're not gonna get to the cross if we're dead, Pope!
We're not gonna die. It's our divine right to get that cross.
-Pope! Look at the road! -[all screaming]
[tires screeching]
[all grunting, panting]
[all groaning]
[all coughing, groaning]
-[John B] Is everyone okay? -[Sarah weakly] I think so.
[JJ] Never better.
[groans] That is the last time you drive, Pope.
My dad's truck! No!
Kie, one word. Totaled.
My parents are gonna kill me
for real this time.
Yeah, well, weren't they already gonna do that anyway?
-Okay. -Helpful. Thank you.
We're gonna have to walk the rest of the way.
-Dude. -I'm going to get my cross.
Hey, just relax for a second.
-Get off of me. -[John B] No. I'm trying to help.
-I'm getting my cross. -We just crashed the car.
-I'm trying to watch out for you. Hey! No! -[Kie] Pope! Pope!
-There's a truck coming. -Get off of me!
[John B] You're gonna get hit by a car!
-[echoing] What are you doing? -[menacing electronic music playing]
Pope, no!
Stop!
-[Pope] We gotta get back to the church! -Pope!
-[Pope] No, no! -[Kie] No, no, no, no!
[suspenseful instrumental music playing]
[Kie] It's gone.
[JJ grunts] Damn it!
I knew I didn't hide it well enough!
Damn it!
[grunts] Okay. What do we do? What do we do? What do we do?
Okay, think, think, think, think.
We need a plan. We need a plan. What's the plan? [panting]
All right, here's what we do.
We'll grab some kerosene tanks from the Chat,
then we… we go to my dad's shop and grab some dynamite.
And then we drive down to Charleston and tell this lady who she's messing with!
Because this is some bullshit, y'all!
-That's not gonna help. -[JJ] Well, what is, Sarah?
I'm thinking, okay?
We can't just go blow shit up, JJ.
Pope, I'm sorry.
Denmark would've stood right here…
[sentimental instrumental music playing]
…preaching to everyone he set free.
A slave, the sole survivor of the Royal Merchant,
he got the gold and the cross, and he brought them both to shore
and used it to free every person who walked through those doors.
He made a church, a family, a congregation…
a home.
And the Limbreys took everything from him.
They sicced dogs on his wife and his kids,
and when he tried to get her remains, they hung him.
Well, I'm done. I'm tired of that shit. That is not how this is gonna end.
We need a freaking win, guys.
I'm going to get my family's cross.
You guys coming?
-Well, if you put it that way… -Maybe we should think about it, you know?
-Pros and cons? -[JJ] Pros and cons list.
[JJ] Hell yeah, we're coming, Pope!
[ship horn blaring]
[suspenseful instrumental music playing]
-We good to go? -Everything you wanted. With four berths.
-What about the security? -[man] All arranged.
But we leave in 12 hours. And it's not an Uber. It's not gonna wait.
I don't wanna be on the passenger list. Understand?
Yes, ma'am.
Sure do.
[Renfield groaning]
[Renfield and Rafe grunting]
-[Rafe] Hold up. -[Renfield] Careful.
-[grunts] Ready? -[Rafe] On three. One, two, three.
-[Renfield] Hold up. -Yeah.
Okay.
I don't believe it.
[panting] I told you I'd get it for you, didn't I?
You said you would, and… and you did.
Before we do this, I just wanna remind you of the deal, okay?
You really are your father's son, aren't you?
Talking about deals at a moment like this.
-I showed you the mural. I get my cut. -The deal is as we discussed, Rafe.
-[Rafe] It better be. -You'll get your cut.
[emotional instrumental music playing]
[Limbrey] So beautiful.
Inside this cross is the shroud.
And whoever touches the hem of the garment… [sniffles]
…shall be healed.
It's time for a miracle. [chuckles]
[dramatic instrumental music playing]
-Here. Let me help you get it. -No! It's meant for a Limbrey.
-[lock clicks] -[Limbrey gasps]
[Rafe] Hmm.
The magic scarf was eaten by bugs.
[Renfield laughing]
[coughs]
[continues laughing]
[grunts] How dare you mock me!
-[Limbrey grunts] -[Rafe] Hey, hey, hey!
Easy, Carla.
That's it. You're cut off. You're not getting a penny.
I don't need your money.
I've got the cross now.
-Come on, Rafe. Help me. -[Limbrey] Rafe!
[Renfield] Don't worry. You'll still get your cut.
-Come on. -[panting] Renfield!
-[Renfield] Hold on. One second. [grunts] -Renfield!
-[Rafe grunts] -[Renfield] Careful!
-Push it, man. -Renfield, get over here. Help me up.
[Renfield] Help you up?
You're lucky I don't back up over you.
[laughing]
-[gun fires] -[groans]
[Renfield and Rafe panting]
[Renfield gasping]
-[Limbrey] Rafe. -Oh, shit.
Don't just stand there with your mouth open. Help me up.
Rafe.
[sternly] Rafe!
He wasn't a good man. Rafe, he's not one of us. Come on.
No. What are you doing? What are you doing?
Rafe! Rafe!
Rafe!
No! No.
Rafe, help me. Rafe.
Rafe!
[door closes]
Rafe! You better shoot me, because I swear to God,
there will not be a place that you can hide from me! Get back here!
[sirens blaring]
-[Kie] Oh shit! They found the truck. -[Pope] Chill, chill, chill, chill.
-[JJ] Of course. -All right, just relax. Just relax.
[Shoupe] Well, lookee here.
Good evening, Officer.
-Sheriff. Yeah. -Sheriff. Yeah, that's right.
-[indistinct chattering on police radio] -Speed kills, huh?
I pulled the tags, and I know whose truck that is.
Hey! Kie, you drop your weed pen back there?
-Found it. -[Shoupe] Oh.
Sheriff, I just wanna say that this is all my fault.
She had nothing to do with this. I take 100% responsibility.
Nothing to do with it? Uh-huh.
You wanna try that again?
Your parents reported the truck missing four hours ago,
and the keys were missing from the house. I'm taking you home.
Or I can pull you all in for leaving the scene of an accident.
Okay.
Good. Plumb.
-[somber instrumental music playing] -[Kie softly] Yeah.
I gotta deal.
Hit me up later and make sure I'm still alive.
[Shoupe] Come on. Let's get you home.
Hey, Rose, I got the… the cross of, um…
The cross thing that they were looking for, I got it!
Our ballroom days aren't over, Rose, okay? This thing is covered in diamonds.
-What about Limbrey and the others? -Don't worry about them.
-[Rose] What does that mean? -It means don't worry about it, okay?
They're taken care of.
They're out of the deal, all right? I did this on my own.
[Rose] Rafe, did you hurt them?
No. No, uh, I didn't. [chuckles]
Go home. I need you to stay out of trouble until the morning. We're leaving tomorrow.
[Rafe] Rose, did you hear what I just said?
Huh? We got the cross! We don't have to leave now!
There are bigger things going on, Rafe. You'll see. I just need you to trust me.
What are you talking-- What bigger things are going on than this?
Huh? We got the cross! We're done! Endgame! It's over!
Go home. I'll meet you there.
Rose!
What is this?
That's your future, Kiara, if you don't turn your shit around.
You're joking, right? This is like one of those places
where they kidnap you in the middle of the night.
Wilderness cuckoo's nest.
No, it's a program for troubled teens with behavioral problems.
-So now I'm a troubled teen? -What the hell would you call it?
You disappear for days, Kiara,
and then you come back to the house and steal my truck.
Then you go crash it.
I thought John B and Sarah were dead!
And you guys just wanted me to go back to school like nothing happened!
That's not what we wanted.
Like everything was fine! Nothing about that is fine!
I understand that nothing about that is fine!
Nothing about any of this is fine!
I'll do whatever you want!
-Okay? I'll pull double shifts. -[chuckles] You bet your ass you will.
I don't want you to think that I was wrong to help them.
Because I wasn't. I was doing what I thought was right.
And I didn't mean to do all of that to you guys!
And I'm sorry.
I'm sorry for sneaking out, and I'm sorry for skipping school.
It was stupid, and I… I didn't…
I'm sorry for going to Charleston. I'm sorry for stealing your truck. I--
Baby…
-I didn't mean-- -I… I know. I know.
We love you so much,
but sorry is not gonna cut it anymore.
[somber instrumental music playing]
Let me tell you what's gonna happen. No more sneaking out the house,
no more treasure hunts,
and no more Pogues.
[Anna] Period.
Or you're going to go to Blue Ridge.
[dramatic instrumental music playing]
[owl hooting]
-[JJ softly] He's got the truck. -[shushes] Stay low, stay low, stay low.
How much do you wanna bet Rafe has the cross inside that truck right now?
There's only one way to find out.
-[John B] Hey, hey. Wait. -What?
Look, before you volunteer
on this death mission, I need to know a couple things.
[Sarah] "Death mission," that sounds familiar.
-Okay, look, Sarah, I just have questions. -About what?
Us.
-Us? -[John B] Yeah, Sarah, come on.
-[Sarah] You wanna talk about us now? -[John B] Yes. I… I… I'm sorry, okay?
I'm… I'm sorry.
And… and I should have said it sooner.
-[sentimental instrumental music playing] -I want you to have this back.
Will you take it?
Does that answer your question?
Yeah.
And yeah, I want this back.
[John B] Okay. Be safe.
Hey! Do you want me to perform your vows while you're at it?
-Did you say "be safe"? -Christ, could you take any longer?
-[John B] I said "be safe." -[Pope] What's she doing?
[dramatic instrumental music playing]
[whispers] I don't know what to do.
-I need the keys! -Come back.
I'm going inside. I'll be fine.
-I'll be fine. -No. No. Don't go inside!
-You said don't go in the house! -I told her!
-[Pope] Do the birdcall! -[imitates birdcall poorly]
[Pope] What? That's not what a bird sounds like.
[John B imitates birdcall]
-Was that a dying chicken? -It's not-- It's a whistle.
-[John B] I'm going over. -[horn honking]
Uh, excuse me.
[scoffs] Can I help ya?
-[gun cocks] -[man laughs]
I got double-aught bucks in this thing, so, uh, I can't miss.
All right there, buddy, off the wall.
-That's it. Yeah. -Sir, it's not what it seems.
You boys are on the wrong side of the island.
[shower running]
[dramatic instrumental music playing]
[softly] Shit.
I think I'm gonna call the police.
-You don't have to do that, sir. -I'll decide for myself what I need to do.
Sir, can I just talk to you for a minute?
Just to explain.
-[whispers] Hey. -[JJ] No, I got this.
Sir, I know you think we're just some derelict kids from the Cut,
but we weren't that to Mr. Cameron.
[John B] Sure weren't.
We were his yard workers, sir.
We were just waiting for our yard associate--
-To… Tommy. -Jay--
Tommy to get back from planting a row of flowers
for Mr. Cameron's memorial.
Keep talking.
-[Wheezie] Oh. -Hey!
Rose was looking for you. She said we're going on a trip or something.
-I'm not going anywhere with her. -[Wheezie sighs] Not according to her.
By the way, where have you been?
[sighs] Trapped in the weirdest three days of my life. I have so much to tell you.
And I'm so sorry to ask you for another favor,
but right now, I need your help.
On one condition, no more leaving me.
Promise.
[suspenseful instrumental music playing]
Hey, can you help me with my suitcase?
[Rafe] I'm not your slave, Wheeze. I'm busy, okay?
I… I can't get it to close. Can you just help me?
Can you not do it yourself?
No. Please?
Fine. Fine. All right.
Oh my God, Wheeze. We gotta make this quick, okay?
I got other shit to deal with right now.
Is this your suitcase?
You're taking entirely too much stuff, Wheeze. That's the problem, all right?
-Don't need this. -[Wheezie] Don't start throwing stuff!
-Don't need this. -I need this stuff!
-[Rafe] You gotta learn how to downsize. -Oh my God!
[fast-paced suspenseful music playing]
[Rafe] Jesus, you can't take everything you own.
-You gotta have a little self-discipline. -Just make sure it all fits, okay?
-Any other problems you want me to solve? -Yes, no, yes!
-I don't have time for this. -No, just-- Wait, wait! Rafe, no!
But, Rafe, I need all of this!
-[Rafe] Figure it out! -[Wheezie] Rafe, don't go down there!
[suspenseful instrumental music playing]
[menacing instrumental music playing]
[panting]
[whimpering]
[gasps, yelps]
-I really wish you didn't do that. -Get off of me! No!
-Hey. -No!
…the Knight of the Rhododendron lives on…
in here.
That's why we planted those flowers.
-[John B] Sure. Yes. -[Pope] Yep. That's why.
You smell that, right?
[sniffs] What is that, night-blooming jasmine?
No, that's more like, um… like, uh…
-Sir, that's, um… natural Viagra. -[John B] Okay!
-[JJ] That's what it is. -Really?
One sniff and bam! It's hammer time! You know what I'm saying?
[Pope] Our associate Tommy should be here any minute.
We'll be quiet, all right?
And we'll finish up here. I'm sorry to bother you.
-See that you do. -[Pope] Yep.
I gotta get some of those flowers.
[JJ and Pope] Have a good night, sir.
Let's go!
[Pope] All right.
[grunts] Okay.
[Sarah yells] What the hell?
[screams] You asshole!
Rafe! Let me out!
I'm not letting you out, Sarah. Not until you calm down, okay?
-Screw you! -[Rafe] I'm trying to be civil here.
-You're freaking out right now. -What is going on?
-Who is that? -[Sarah] Rose?
-[Rafe] You wanted Sarah, right? -[Rose] That's Sarah?
-[Sarah] Rose? -Yeah.
-Why is she locked in there? -[Sarah] Rafe locked me in!
She's locked in there because sometimes you have to make the hard choice, right?
She just didn't get that.
You fail to understand that constantly, don't you? Huh?
Shut the hell up!
-You need to calm down! -Rafe. Rafe.
[Sarah] What do you mean, calm down? What is wrong with you?
-Go upstairs. I got it. -[Sarah] Wheeze?
-All right. -Just go.
-[Sarah] Wheezie! -Go.
-[sighs] -[banging on door]
-Sarah, sweetie. -[Sarah] Can you let me out?
-You need to calm down, sweetie, okay? -Let me out!
[Rose] I really wanna help you, but I have to go get the key.
I can't let you out without the key,
but I need to know that you're gonna be calm.
-I'll be right back. -No, no, no, no, no, no!
Rose! Rose!
Please… please don't leave! [whimpering]
[dramatic instrumental music playing]
Sarah?
-[weakly] Rose. Hey. -Hey.
-I need to call 911. We need to call-- -Okay, sit down.
-[Sarah hyperventilating] -What happened?
Take a deep breath. Hey. [inhales deeply] Take a deep breath. It's okay.
It's okay.
[voice breaking] I came home, and, um, I was looking for something.
-And there's a truck outside. -Here, here. Take some tea.
There's a body back there.
-We need to turn him in. -We'll get to the bottom of it, okay?
-Will you help me call? -I will help you. Here, drink some tea.
I'm afraid Rafe has killed someone else. [sniffles]
And last time he did that…
Dad took the blame, and you see where that got him.
[Rose] Sarah, you're absolutely right.
I told your dad so many times there was something wrong with Rafe.
-[Sarah] I'm so tired of it. -I know.
You just need to calm down. It's gonna be okay.
[sniffles]
-You need to rest, Sarah. -I don't need--
-[Rose] No, you do. -I'm fine.
And then when you wake up, everything's gonna be so much better.
Yeah, we're gonna go on a little trip.
What do you think about that?
[hyperventilating]
What… what'd you do?
[voice breaking] I'm really sorry.
Nothing bad is gonna happen to you, I promise.
I promise nothing bad is gonna happen to you, but I needed you to rest.
No.
I had to do whatever it takes to keep this family together, Sarah.
Rafe, wait.
I just talked to Sarah.
She said there's a dead body in the truck, right?
Yeah.
That's Renfield.
I didn't do shit.
I didn't do shit, okay?
Limbrey shot him.
I took the truck, and I left the old lady at the hangar, all right?
I got the cross for all of us, okay?
I did!
And I was just getting ready to take care of Renfield when you came up.
You should be… you should be thanking me.
Do what you have to do with the body.
Get the cross to the wharf.
I'm on it.
I got it on lock, Rose.
-[John B] Get down! Get down! -[Pope] That's Rafe.
-[JJ] Get down! No, wait! Not yet! -[Pope] Hey, stop!
[John B] Then what do we do? What's the plan?
[JJ] Well, he might have the gun, so, uh, what's in our favor?
The element of surprise, that's what's in our favor right now.
-[John B] What can we surprise him with? -He's got my cross.
-[JJ] I'm working on it! -[John B] Come on.
-[JJ] What if we threw something in front? -[John B] Threw what, where? In the tree?
[JJ] Slingshot. Yeah.
[Pope grunting]
-Pope! -[Pope panting]
[grunting]
[dramatic instrumental music playing]
What was that shit?
-We got the house right there. -Rafe's gone. Now let's storm the fort.
[John B] Let's think.
-Get down. -Who's that?
-[Rose] Watch her feet! -[John B] Rose.
[JJ] Dude, they got Sarah.
She was freaking out.
[grunts] I gave her an anti-anxiety pill. She begged me for it, but she'll be fine.
[John B] What'd they do?
-[Rose] Here, watch her head! -[Wheezie] Okay.
Here we go.
[Rose] Come on, Wheeze!
[car engine starts]
[suspenseful instrumental music playing]
-[banging] -[John B] Hey! Slow the car! Sarah!
-[screams] -[JJ] Hey, Wheezie! Unlock the door!
What the hell?
-Why can't I let him in? -[Rose] No!
-Wake up! -[Rose] No!
-Wheezie! Unlock the door! -I'm sorry.
-[JJ shouts indistinctly] -[car engine revving]
Come on! Let's get to the Twinkie, man. Come on!
-[grunts] You good? -[John B] Yeah.
-[JJ] Come on! You want me to drive? -[John B] No, I got it.
Yep. Okay.
[dramatic instrumental music playing]
[inhales deeply, sighs]
[eerie instrumental music playing]
[door opens]
[grunts]
[groaning]
-[alligator chomping, snarling] -[grunts]
[panting]
Okay, round three, bitch.
[both grunting]
[both yell]
[grunts]
[both grunting, gasping]
-[Pope] Ah! -[gasping]
It's me or the gators!
Good luck!
[wincing, panting]
-[pop music playing] -[cell phone ringing]
-Pope? -[Pope gasping] Kie!
-I'm in trouble. -Pope, what happened?
Rafe, he has the cross. [winces]
Kiara, I need you to come get me.
This is really bad timing.
Please, Kie. I need your help.
Okay. Okay. I'm coming. Where are you?
I'm at the swamp past Angel Oak. Please hurry.
[Kie] On my way.
[dramatic instrumental music playing]
[grunts]
[panting]
Morning.
-Thanks for coming. -Of course.
What the hell happened?
[Pope] You won't believe me when I tell you.
That's her! That's her! Quarter mile on the left! Quarter mile!
[suspenseful instrumental music playing]
[tires screeching]
[engine sputtering]
We did it, ol' girl. We did it.
Morning, Mrs. Cameron.
Pope, listen, when all of this is over, and I go home,
my parents are probably gonna send me away.
I just wanna make sure that we're straight.
You know, I might not see you for a really long time,
and after that night…
if I… if I hurt your feelings…
You didn't.
It's good.
-But I… I feel like I did. -Kie. Kie.
I promise you it's okay.
We're friends,
and that's first.
[suspenseful instrumental music playing]
[guard] Hey. [speaking indistinctly]
-[driver] Uh, lot B. -[guard] That's right.
[men shouting indistinctly]
Shit.
[JJ] Wait. The Coastal Venture. Dude, I know that ship.
My dad did legs on her last summer. It's a total tramp steamer.
I worked on her in port.
-There's the cross. Right there. Look. -All right, send her up.
Go ahead.
-Pain in the ass to get this. -[men chuckle]
[men shouting indistinctly]
[JJ] God, I hate that guy.
-[Rose] Come on, baby. -[Sarah grunts]
-[grunts] -[John B] There she is.
-JJ, we gotta come up with a plan. -I know. I'm working on it.
If we get over to that barge, we go over. We'll have to get into the water, though.
-That's fine. -Then we're gonna be sitting ducks.
[Kie] Howdy.
Whoa! I was about to stab your eyes out.
-[chuckles] You look scared as shit. -[JJ] How'd you guys even find us?
-[Kie] Geo-located your phone. -[JJ] Smart.
You okay? What happened?
Rafe, round three.
-You freaking kidding me? Again? -This was a tie.
You good?
-[Pope] Is that the cross? -[JJ] Yep.
[men shouting indistinctly]
-[John B] They're holding Sarah hostage. -[Kie] We have to get on that boat.
[JJ] First we gotta get past the goon squad.
Okay, let's move. Come on. Pope, what're you doing?
I have an idea. Just trust me.
[John B] No, hey, stop running! We gotta go, dude.
Trust me, man. Go. I'll meet up with you guys. Go.
[suspenseful instrumental music playing]
[hissing]
[exhales deeply]
[gun fires]
-[man 1] Oh, man! -[man 2] What the hell?
[men yelling indistinctly]
-[panting] -[man 3] Move! Go! Move it!
-[man 4] Where'd it come from? -[man 5] Over there.
[fire alarm blaring]
[man 6] Go, go! Call the fire department!
It's working.
Pope, what was that? Huh?
Look. That container's going on the ship. We can get in that way.
-Are you with me? -You're a genius.
Let's go. Hey, this way. Come on. come on.
[JJ] Wait. They're right there.
-[Pope grunts] -[JJ] Wait. Whoa.
-Did you think this through? -Yes. This is the plan.
That's a trap right there. We can't get out once we get in.
-[Pope] I know! -You guys don't have to come. Right?
-Right. This is our fight. -[John B] Yeah, right.
[grunts]
-Nothing to lose? -Nothing to lose.
[JJ grunts]
[Kie] Guess it's better than boarding school.
[JJ] Go, go, go, go!
[John B shushing]
[man 1] That was nuts!
[man 2] Something like that'll wake you up, huh?
-[sirens blaring] -[indistinct chattering over radio]
[man 3] Looks like they got it under control.
[man 4] It ain't under control unless we get these containers loaded.
Okay. She's good to go. Lock her up.
-[man 5] Keep a short line on that one. -[man 6] Looks to be okay though.
[man 7] This is the last one. Get her over there.
[man 8] We're gonna keep it shut down until it's checked out.
-[engine idling] -[brakes disengage]
[metal clanking]
[engine revving]
[suspenseful instrumental music playing]
-[JJ] We gotta be on the dock now. -[shushes]
[metal clanking]
[men speaking indistinctly]
[metal clanking]
What's that?
[metal clanking]
[all groaning, grunting]
[Pope] Jesus Christ!
[man 1] He's swinging it around.
[man 2] I'll get on the horn.
[man 3] Right there.
[men shouting indistinctly]
[all grunting, groaning]
[man 1] You're good.
[man 2] That's it!
[metal clanking]
-We made it. -[shushing]
[Kie] Be quiet, JJ.
What?
I thought I heard something.
[banging on door]
What? What was it?
See anything?
Nah.
[calm instrumental music playing]
-[boat horn blasting] -[gasps]
Why do they keep doing this shit?
Assholes.
I can't believe this.
[footsteps approaching]
[lock clicks]
[jarring instrumental music playing]
Hi, sweetie.
[suspenseful instrumental music playing]
[upbeat reggae music playing]