Ride or Die

Previously on Ride or Die...

- What does this mean? - It's the Black Mark.

Pirate code. It means someone wants you dead.

There was a body from last night.

Look, last night's under control.

- Footage is deleted, scene is clear. - No, no, no.

I need you to hold on to a body,

- keep it safe. - Tough day?

Yeah.

No more lying and no more killing.

You're no agent of mine until you complete the job you were hired to do.

Billy Donovan's passport flagged this evening

at a private airport outside the city.

Flight path is headed toward northern Spain, where he has a safe house.

Veronica Gillingsby? Who's that?

It's you.

Oh, my God. It, uh, it-it's British.

Who is she?

She's the most important thing in the world to me.

She's my best friend.

Eliminate the problem.

Pardon me, excuse me. Coming through, coming through.

- Ooh! - Oh, God.

- My gosh, I'm so sorry. Ooh. - No, that's my fault.

I was looking in completely the wrong direction and...

Oh.

Ah.

Oh, God, that's me. I'm so sorry, but I've got to get to platform D.

Yeah. Uh, uh, D is actually that way.

Oh, no.

You know, I know a shortcut. Come with me.

I really got you.

- Yeah. No, no, it's fine. - So sorry.

I didn't get you, did I?

- No, no, no. - That's a really nice dress.

You've come all this way with no plan?

No plans. Just an Interrail pass and some big dreams

before I have to go back to the real world.

- What's the real world? - Law. I'm a lawyer.

No, wait, I'm a lawyer. What kind?

Well, I was a corporate lawyer,

but then I got this amazing job as a public defender.

So I'm having my big adventure before I start saving the world

and can't afford to do anything else.

So what's on this bucket list for your excellent European adventure?

All the classics. And a sunset.

Sunset?

There's this village I read about in my guidebook,

where the sun sets right between the mountains,

so the whole countryside lights up like it's on fire.

I was talking too much. I tend to do that. I'm sorry.

No, please. Don't ever stop talking.

- So, thank you-- - Oh, this is--

- No, no, no, no, you first. - Sorry, no, you go.

Thank you.

Genuinely, the highlight of my day.

Maybe my week.

Wait!

What if you didn't get on this train? All right?

What if you got on the next one instead? What if you,

an incredibly beautiful, clever, funny lawyer who is gonna save the world,

tell me everything else that's on her bucket list?

And I, an incredibly poorly paid clerk, with the most boring job in the world,

attempt to dazzle you?

What do you say?

What are you thinking about?

Um, I was just thinking,

we've got a burner phone,

if you wanted to try and call the kids.

No. Not ready yet.

Do you want to talk about it?

Yeah.

But not with you.

Deb, please.

We can't sit in silence for an 11-hour drive.

I can.

Right. Well, can I make a suggestion?

We go back to being friends until we find Billy Donovan and get our answers,

and then you can go back to this frosty glare thing.

I'm sorry. Uh, what's the correct response

to discovering your best friend is a murderer?

I'm not a murderer. I'm an assassin.

I kill bad people.

Really awful,

- terrible people. - For money.

Well, if I did it for free, I'd be a serial killer.

And besides, I may not even be doing it for much longer.

My work are trying to retire me.

What do you mean trying to retire you?

Well, they called me a W.O.A.C.A.

- A what? - A Woman Of A Certain Age.

They didn't.

They said I've been acting out 'cause I was turning 50.

- You're not 50. - Right? That's what I said.

And even if I was turning 50,

I'm still fucking good at my job.

- What's wrong? - The truck behind us.

It's been following us since the tunnel.

Well, maybe there's a different route we can take.

Stay off the main roads.

- Take the next right. - Right.

Okay, Billy Donovan's safe house is somewhere here.

So, if we stay on this road--

Oh, shit.

Ah. There's no tire jack back here.

- Are you sure? - Positive.

Did you see Mrs. Williams put it in?

No, but she always does.

They must've messed with the tire

and taken the jack when we were in the petrol station.

Who? The Albanians?

I don't know. I'm gonna drive it on the rim,

get us to the nearest town.

Your tire blow?

Is that the truck that was following us?

Yeah.

I saw your tire running low.

I've been trying to catch you up, but you were going so fast.

It's very dangerous, driving with an uneven pressure.

Judith!

- Who sent you? - Judith!

Huh?

Who sent you?

- Stop it! - What?

What if he was just a nice stranger?

No, he was following us.

To warn us about the tire.

Right, but he was speaking in English!

Because we're driving an English car!

He is armed, Debbie!

He has a knife!

He's a whittler!

He-he makes these very poor renditions of wildlife.

These weird little animals.

And his ice cream is melting.

Who buys ice cream on their way to kill people?

Fuck it.

Oh.

Hello. This is Sam.

I need you to take care of another body.

You finally got Billy Donovan?

Not yet.

It's a German man.

Civilian.

A civilian?

Well, he is still alive.

Alive is worse.

Where are you?

Somewhere outside Calais.

I'm-I'm gonna put a tracker on the car and then move it off the road.

And what--?

Fuck!

Sam?

Do you have any milk?

Oh, wait, never mind. I found it.

Hey.

Yeah, um...

No, that's great, but sorry, that is just quite an expensive shirt.

Let me grab that.

I fell through a glass door.

I'm such an idiot.

I made some coffee. You want some?

Uh, yeah.

So, do you have any siblings or...?

Are you...?

Sorry. I don't normally do this kind of thing.

Well, if you want to do this kind of thing again, let me know.

I can put my number in your phone.

Yeah. No, I mean, I can... I can do it.

Uh, zero, seven, seven, zero, zero,

nine, zero, zero,

four, zero, three.

Great. Got it.

Right, but now you call me so I have your number.

Yeah. Yeah, of course.

Ah, got it.

Bye, Sam.

In a surprising turn of events,

MP David Claybourne was absent from the vote today...

- Body. - ...on the Transport Bill

- he campaigned so diligently for. - Shit, shit, shit, shit!

Lift with your legs.

- You're using your back. Bend your knees. - I'm bending my knees!

- We're gonna swing him. Ready? - I can't get a purchase.

Okay. Okay. Okay. Okay.

What are you doing?

Oh, I am so sorry, sir, but we thought you were going to kill us.

Is it because I'm big, ja?

I have a very intimidating presence.

No, no, no, no. It-It's our fault, and you are perfectly proportioned.

We're going to steal your car.

But I'm putting your groceries in here with you. And these things.

That one's a sheep.