Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[knocking on door]

You understand me, right?

- [bullet whizzes] - [grunts]

Look, if you wanna live, you have to trust me.

That's not what I was going to ask.

[crowd screaming]

[panting and groaning]

I gotta kiss my wife.

- [Tyler on video] Last name? - Mahajan.

[Nik on phone] Up ahead, make a left.

One is seriously injured.

All right. Put this on.

[in Bengali] Move it!

This was a mistake.

[Yaz] A lot of bad blood between them.

You have seven minutes to transfer the funds.

Welcome to Dhaka.

[Yaz] Maybe 20. Okay, clock is ticking. Let's chop-chop!

Chickens aren't cheap.

But there's a way I can play this.

And I'd feel sick.

[in English] Come on.

With a price tag of ten million on his head.

You know what the best thing you could do?

Listen, you boys seem like real busy professionals,

[Neysa in Hindi] Are you okay?

Your phone... It's loud.

[Tyler] Don't bullshit yourself.

So, I want you to be very careful what you say.

No. No. I'll do it.

If you were always this way. You know... brave.

If you don't hear from me in the next 12 hours...

[Rata] You sure, bruh? 'Cause he looks fuckin' dead.

Hey! Hey, stop! Don't cross the bridge.

[man 2 yells and groans]

[Tyler grunting]

[cell phone vibrating]

[in Bengali] Son of a bitch!

- Put your belt on. - What belt?

Think the disgrace.

The only chance of getting my money is you, mate. So...

[Tyler panting]

[Neysa in Hindi] Aarav, Papa's on the phone.

We're in the worst smelling sewer on the planet.

You want your son to see his next birthday?

Well, you know, the city is surrounded by rivers.

I mean, you get him home. And then, what? His father's in prison.