TYPING
VIDEO GAME NOISES, GUNSHOTS
MOUSE CLICKS
GUNSHOTS
TYPING, GUNSHOTS
COMPUTER: 'Game over.'
BLOWING AND PUFFING
HORN HONKS
EXHALES
DOOR OPENING
Dad. Dad. Dad. TOBIAS' FATHER SNORING
It's me, Tobias. Come inside.
FATHER GRUNTING
The fuck you waking me up for, you little twat?
SIGHS
I was sleeping.
ENGINE OFF
Right. Sleep good, Dad.
DOOR SLAMMING
BIRDS CALL
It should've worked.
RINGING
What?
It should have worked.
Well, obviously it didn't.
TOBIAS: Yeah, but it should have.
Don't beat yourself up about it, man.
You gonna tell me what happened after?
GUN COCKS
GUNSHOT
Don't even consider saying a word to anyone.
GASPING
ENGINE STARTS
Nothing.
MARCO: They just...
..pulled over the driver, paid him off and took the merchandise.
TOBIAS: 40,000 containers move in and out of that port every day.
There's no way they could have singled ours out.
MARCO: It wasn't ours.
Let it go.
TOBIAS: Pieter?
Why are you calling him? He's a shit coder.
MARCO: Cos I'm gonna need someone to help me finish EyeSpy.
EyeSpy? What about the Irish deal?
Done with them.
TOBIAS: What? Why? We had it.
No, we didn't.
Sensor. That has to be it.
CALL UNCONNECTED
TOBIAS: Port system must have a sensor
which detects unusual activity.
We must have tripped it.
Someone noticed and rerouted the container.
I don't care.
I just need to find the sensor and disable it.
Which part of "I don't care" do you not understand?
I gotta go.
Wait. Where are you going?
To find the sensor.
No, it's fucking done.
Trust me, these are people we don't wanna be in business with.
Why not? Their money's good.
Because they almost fu...
Because they're fucking Irish.
What's wrong with the Irish?
EERIE MUSIC PLAYING
CAMERAS CLICK
MARCO: Hmmm...
"Behind every child who has the confidence to succeed
"lies a parent who believed in them first."
That's a gem, that is.
Please don't put your grease-stained paws on my books.
Why bother?
I'd make a shite dad, anyway.
Cars and drivers ready to roll in the next 48?
Feeling confident, are you?
Where are you off to?
I've got a date.
Close the door.
DOOR SLAMMING
LINE RINGING
We decided we're willing to do this deal with you.
However, since there's an increased risk
due to the quantity you're requesting,
and Vienna being much further than we're accustomed...
..I'm adding a 25% delivery fee.
Two beeps means yes.
Well then. I'd say our business has concluded.
BEEP
RIKA: The job is finished. Why are you still working on it?
TOBIAS: 'Because?'
RIKA: "Because" is not a real answer.
Because I enjoy doing things I'm not supposed to.
Inez is wondering when you'll be home.
Well, tell the dog "soon". You just need to deal with this...
CRASH
..with this prick of a tenant. OK. Bye.
Yeah...
GURGLING
Can I offer you a ride somewhere?
Is there a gun pointed at my head?
No.
Then I'd rather walk.
OK. Mind if I join you?
If you have something to say, then please do so quickly
cos I have an investors' meeting that I'm late for.
Right.
You know, it almost worked.
Funny you say that, cos all I can think about is almost dying.
I love my brother, but Farrell tends to live in the moment.
Rarely keeps the macro in clear view.
I wonder if that's a common trait for psychopaths.
CHUCKLING: It probably is.
Given what I know, why would you let me live?
Because you're smart.
Smart enough to know that if you share the wrong information
with legal minded people,
a certain psychopath will show up at your house at 3am
with a class-A explosive.
That's very specific.
And I wanna try again.
- Try again what? - Your pony.
Here I was thinking your brother was the deranged one.
I'm curious.
If you and Tobias had more time,
could you make it work?
Can I speak freely?
I encourage it.
I don't think you're curious.
I think you're desperate.
I think you need this to work,
otherwise your entire operation is at risk.
SHE CHUCKLES Is that so?
Of course it is.
Police are tightening their grip,
throwing more resources at the board.
They are making more drug busts than ever before. So...
you can't afford to lose more shipments cos otherwise...
Well, you'll be looking for a new place to live.
In Ireland.
Can you make it work?
We can.
The question is, will we?
I'll pay the same, but if it works, I'll double it.
No.
Your brother is out of control.
I'll handle him.
ZORA: I have a secret.
FARRELL: Yeah?
I have a few myself.
ZORA CHUCKLES
This is the nicest restaurant I've been to, maybe ever.
Don't worry, love, I'm not trying to impress you.
You just have expensive taste, is all.
ZORA: As long as you can afford it.
Cos I sure can't.
What?
Just wanna figure out what kind of ride you're into.
So you think because you brought the poor girl to a swanky restaurant,
that that means...
Leave that out.
I'm not suggesting that.
I was merely thinking it would be a good idea to get
that out in the open to see if we're a good fit, but no worries.
Well, since you asked...
..I'd say I lean fairly conventional with a splash of adventure.
Your turn.
Well...
..since you asked...
I'm...
partial to a bit of dangerous sex myself.
- Dangerous? - Yeah.
You mean...
without a condom?
HE CHUCKLES
Not necessarily.
WHISPERS: Anal?
Not necessarily.
Oh, I don't understand.
It just depends on the person, you know.
The situation and their comfort level with fear.
Fear?
I thought we were talking about sex?
That we are.
You're gonna have to be more specific.
I would, but...
So as not to sound mental,
it's... er...
..a bit more of a show than tell kind of thing.
Hmm...
This is insane.
Yeah, well, as I say, it just...
..depends on your...
Comfort level with fear?
Yeah, that's right.
You wanna do it here?
No, not here.
Down there.
That beam.
What are we waiting for?
FARRELL CHUCKLES
Yeah?
DOOR OPENS
INDISTINCT CHATTER
DOOR OPENING
What did dear old dad want?
It might have not been him.
TOBIAS: Of course it was.
I can tell by the cadence of your voice.
Oh, you think you know me?
Better than I let on.
SHE SIGHS
So my dad offered me 20% of the company if I come work for him.
I thought we decided.
WE didn't decide anything.
Twenty percent.
Guess you could make a lot of money.
Yeah, I would.
The kind of cash that can change people.
Yeah, it can.
OK, well, I gotta go to work.
DOOR OPENS
DOOR CLOSES
Yes. There you fucking are.
Yes!
LAUGHS
How did you not see that?
PHONE PINGS
TYPING
SHE LAUGHS
PHONE VIBRATES, SHE SIGHS
SLOANE: 'Hey, Da. What you doing?'
KIERAN: Movie night.
Not the same without you here, though.
What's our baby girl up to?
Drinking a Cabernet,
staring at a potential donor
whose testicles may or may not have dropped yet.
Oh, for fuck's sake,
stop with the New Age nonsense, will you?
Can you not find a nice Irishman and start a family properly?
"Real Irishman", he says.
So I can cook and clean
and bear his children and take care of the European operation?
You certainly can't do it all...
What's on your mind, Da?
This Austrian deal.
I'm not settled about it.
'I've done my due diligence.'
Yeah, well, it's too big for a first go.
He wouldn't do anything less.
'So far away. If anything goes wrong...'
And then I'll fix it.
'What, with your technology?'
We know what happened the last time.
You know, granddad once told me about your very first ride,
when you fell off the horse.
Yeah, well, what the old geezer
forgot to mention was a very important detail
that he put me up on that stallion without a saddle.
HE CHUCKLES
Well, I'm gonna send Farrell on the run.
If anything goes awry, he can take care of it.
I don't think it's a good idea, Da. Farrell's a loose cannon.
It's done, darling.
TYPING
BEEPING
LOUD BEEP
Shit.
CLICKS
LOUD BEEP
CLICKS
CONSTANT BEEPING
HE EXHALES
CLATTERING
KNOCKING ON THE DOOR
LUKA: Hey.
Well...
OK.
DOOR CREAKING
I took the liberty of ordering for you.
Thank you. Not really hungry.
SLOANE: I wanted... MARCO: I didn't realise you...
- Sorry. You go first. - No, please.
I was just saying I didn't realise that you were a mother.
Oh, I'm not. Yet.
- You're pregnant? - No.
So you've had time to consider my proposal?
I have.
And?
Sorry, this book is for single mums.
But you're not... You're...
You're planning ahead to be a single mum?
Correct.
No judgement, but isn't that sort of a negative way
to approach parenthood?
I have my reasons.
So...
we'll agree to set up the pony.
We'll make sure it runs smoothly,
but that's as far as we go.
Once it's running, then you'll be responsible for actually using it.
Yeah, that's not how this works, pal.
You see, we make the rules
and you follow them.
- You said that you... - What did she say?
I said we'd treat Marco and Tobias with respect
and not resort to any violent outbursts.
Oh, we did, did we?
Well, OK...
..I can agree to that.
That's good.
Yeah, no worries, man. Happy to do that for you.
That is unless you don't follow up your end of the bargain,
which you didn't do last time.
In which case, you leave me with no choice but to resort
to a very fucking violent outburst.
- Leave it. MARCO: No, sorry. No. I'm out. OK?
I'm not doing this. Can you please... Can I move?
FARRELL: I'm not going anywhere until you finish what you started.
You lied to me.
No, I didn't.
Fine.
We'll do it just this one time.
After that, we're done.
- I'll tell you when you're... - Farrell.
OK.
And I wanna to be paid double, half up front.
I think we can manage that.
TOBIAS: What's the problem?
Nothing.
Nah. Something's wrong.
No, no. Everything's perfect.
Then why aren't you more excited that I cracked the sensor code?
Oh, sorry. I...
just assumed you'd figure it out cos you're a fucking genius.
No, I'm very excited.
And they're paying us double, right?
Yes!
Yes, baby. Rika is gonna be chuffed.
Listen, before you get too buzzed,
I need to know, without a doubt, we can pull this off.
Yes, we can.
Are you sure?
Well, I mean, I think we can...
- Toby... - Come on.
I'm just taking the piss. Of course we can.
We just need to access the pony and then upload my software fix
into the port's control centre.
And how exactly are we going to do that?
Same way as before. With the booster.
You mean the one that didn't really work?
Yeah. OK. Just need to find a better way to boost the signal.
I'll have to think on that.
DOOR OPENS
Oh. Hey, Marco.
- Hey, Rika. - Hi, baby.
Umm...
OK. Whatever you guys are up to, I don't like it.
What's behind your back?
Me... contributing.
CHUCKLES Oh, my God, I could just eat you.
Please do. RIKA LAUGHING
Excuse me, guys, I'm still here.
Yeah. Do you have to be?
TOBIAS: Hey, these new T-shirt designs, they're really good.
If you leave now, I'll make you one.
No. I'm serious. You...
You should turn it into a business. PHONE VIBRATES
My God, Mr Felix is about to drive me to the fucking madhouse.
Mr Felix?
Cranky old tenant who harasses her at all hours.
He apologises. He says he'll never bother you again.
And he wants us to have a lovely day.
- Holy shit. - That's hot.
DRILLING
FARRELL: In need of a raise, you are.
WELDING NOISES
FARRELL: All right, listen up.
We have five cars, but only three drop points, yeah?
Three cars, which I'll be in one, will be heading to one location
by using different routes.
These envelopes have maps in them with the location,
meet time, code word. Use the cash for gas and food.
Don't be fucking getting creative
and veering off of your assigned route, yeah?
And don't be a minute late.
No personal phones in the cars. You got yourself an issue,
use the burner in the glove box and call home.
Dealer's choice.
Any questions?
Yeah, I do.
Well then, Sloane?
Three cars, one location.
Yeah.
You were the one who insisted on the oversized load.
We can't fit it all in one vehicle, now, can we?
Of course not.
But we also can't afford to risk a load like this
if something goes wrong at the drop.
So, what are you suggesting?
Make it two locations.
The first exchange goes according to plan,
tell them where the second location is.
Finish the deal there.
Yeah, I can handle it all in one. Thanks.
It's not up for debate.
Saddle up.
Now I'm accustomed to you overstepping your mark,
but don't be fucking talking to me like that in front of my drivers.
I don't think it's smart for you to be riding along.
Yeah, well, I'll be fine, thanks.
I'm not worried about you. It's your methods that concern me.
And my methods produce results.
And enemies.
We're not in Ireland any more.
You can't afford to start a war with the locals.
Don't be worrying your pretty little head.
I won't be the one starting a war.
Besides, if Dad taught me anything...
if someone wants a war with the Walsh clan,
I'll be the one to finish it.
- Play nice. - Yeah, yeah.
HE BLOWS A KISS, STARTS ENGINE
Call me when it's done.
MARCO: Is it me or are these sandwiches not very good?
TOBIAS: You're the one who insists on being
a "save the animals" vegetarian.
All that moving metal.
Ships' cranes, containers.
It creates interference with the signal.
Do you think we're going to need a stronger booster?
Yeah.
Or more boosters.
If we use a mesh system,
when one signal catches interference,
another one will pick up the slack.
How many would we need?
Five...
or six.
- Six? - Six.
Perfect. I'm sure nobody will notice.
I've been thinking lately.
Wish I could be more like you.
The fuck are you talking about?
The way you shut down Rika's tenant
was pretty epic, and it impressed the hell out of Rika.
She can't stop going on about it.
I don't really know where that came from.
Figure it out.
We need more of that "don't fuck with us" attitude in our lives.
What kind of birds are those?
European starlings.
- Starlings? - Yeah.
Passerine birds from the family Sturnidae. Highly social.
Why?
Birdhouses.
Birdhouses?
Fucking birdhouses.
LUKA:
BIRDS CALLING
OK.
LUKA AND NATHALIE LAUGH
Yeah.
LUKA: OK.
NATHALIE: OK.
HE EXHALES
HE SNIFFS
All right, let's party.
Leisure suit.
Pin stripes.
ZIPPER CLOSES
CAMERA CLICKS
PHONE VIBRATES
I've been waiting over an hour.
How'd it go?
FARRELL: 'Just as planned.
'You worry too much, sis.'
GARGLING
RIKA: When I was little,
my mom, every spring,
she would dig these holes in our garden.
And then she would make me plant the seeds.
TOBIAS: Right.
RIKA: And of course, I hated crawling in the dirt.
But then a few months later,
we'd have these giant courgettes.
TOBIAS: I like courgette bread.
Look, babe. There they are.
Oh, yeah.
We should start a vegetable garden.
Maybe. Or we stick to the produce aisle.
HE CHUCKLES
- These are pretty perfect. - How big do you need them to be?
Not that big.
That one's too small.
That one's nice.
Hey, look at this one.
It's like a Dutch barn.
Maybe one day we buy a small farm with a barn on it just like that.
So you can put your animals in there?
Yeah.
THEY CHUCKLE
- Maybe. - Maybe?
I'll take a "maybe".
PHONE VIBRATES
Oh, OK.
SHE CHUCKLES
HE SIGHS
HORNS HONK
Oh, fuck.
HE EXHALES
JOLIE:
HE EXHALES
SLOANE: You're late.
Car trouble.
Well, you came to the right place. What's the issue?
Is this the base of your operations?
It is.
You don't mind me knowing that?
We're building trust here, Marco.
I need you to know I can trust you.
And I need to know you can trust me.
So what's the issue?
I just ran out of gas.
That's not car trouble. That's human error.
In this business we don't have the luxury.
You're right. Sorry.
No more human error.
You had something to show me?
MARCO: Birdhouses.
I see that.
So the booster's inside.
There's a solar panel on the roof for the power.
We'll make half a dozen of them. We set them up in the port.
They'll help avoid any interference with the pony.
The port is known for making a concerted effort to protect birds,
So they'll go virtually unnoticed.
Birdhouses?
Birdhouses.
It'll work.
I suspect it will.
It's genius.
Thanks.
Next shipment is in five days.
You have enough time?
Not a problem.
No room for error.
Trust me.
DRILLING
I missed these offices. TYPING
DRILLING
MARCO: They're not too bad.
The lease is almost up.
So what happens with the money?
They pay us for every shipment that comes in?
No, it's just a one-time or two-time deal.
After that, we're out.
What? Why?
This is easy money.
Yeah, well... I mean, we don't... Or we can't...
It's not who we are.
Bullshit.
It's exactly who I am.
BEEP
I'm a world-class hacker who masquerades as a lowly specialist
fixing other people's daft computer problems,
so I can scrape together a mediocre living.
This is the exact kind of opportunity
I lay awake at night thinking about.
To do what no other hacker has done before
at a port of this magnitude, and get stupid rich while doing it.
It's not that simple.
Thanks.
What's the problem?
I don't know, these people, they're...
I've asked, but they refused.
They want us to set this up and then there's no more money.
Ask again. Or I'll ask.
They seem like nice enough people.
No, Toby...
..let's just do this and move on.
There's better ways for us to make a living.
Oh, really?
Because every time I do some mundane job,
it kills a part of me that I know I'll never get back.
I think it's safe to say the same applies to you.
EyeSpy will work. That's my priority.
ANIMAL CALLS
PHONE RINGS
VIDEO GAME ROARS, LINE RINGING
KIERAN: 'Hello?'
Got a new shipment coming in. How do you wanna handle it?
'Oh, yeah?'
Let's give your sister another shot.
Yeah, what if that doesn't work?
'Well, then we'll know.'
But son, if anything goes sideways,
I want you to take care of things.
'Oh, yeah? What does that mean?'
Well...
We don't want anybody...
spilling their guts to save their skin.
Make the tech boys disappear...
for good.
Hmm...
MARCO: Wow.
Rika let you borrow her precious birthday present?
It's just one of her parents' ploys
to lure her back into the womb.
Well, that means she's OK though with you being here with me.
Yeah.
Why, does she frighten you a smidge?
No.
Well...
..maybe a little bit.
HE CHUCKLES
There's no harm in setting up birdhouses.
What do you think?
We need to spread them out as much as possible.
Who's digging first?
You're the one wearing gloves.
DRILLING
BEEP
DRILLING
Please remind me to never do this again.
You know what this does for me?
It makes me realise
I love my keyboard even more than I thought.
THEY CHUCKLE
I don't think that's possible.
HE EXHALES
Oh, bloody hell.
Let me handle this.
DOOR SLAMS
- Are we good? - Yeah.
Yeah, go fuck yourself, mate.
I have no idea what you just said, but that was fucking awesome.
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