Raul Lionzo : Yo, Maurice, yo what's shaking motherfuck...

As he see Aiden, he takes his gun and aims at him.

Raul Lionzo : Oh shit!

Aiden puts his hands up

Aiden Pearce : Where the hell you been?

Raul Lionzo : What?

Jordi Chin : He's talking to me.

Jordi's voice comes from behind. Raul turns around and tries to hit Jordi, but he blocks him and stabs him.

Jordi Chin : I leave you for two minutes...

Aiden Pearce : Gimme my bullets.

Jordi Chin : I tossed them. What ? You said you'd kill him otherwise.

Aiden Pearce : I told you to hold on to them, Jordi. Where you been, anyway?

Jordi moves a dead body.

Jordi Chin : I had to make a call. And you get what you want from Maurice?

Aiden shrugs his shoulders

Jordi Chin : Aw, you're kidding me.

Aiden Pearce : Let's clean this mess up. Stop admiring your work.

Jordi Chin : Hey, that's cute and all but I'm disappointed, Pearce. I mean, you failed to spot the nasty inter-gang drama I'm creating here.

Aiden Pearce : I don't like loose ends. Let's get him out of there.

Jordi Chin : No, too late. Bottom of the eighth, Chicago's ahead. Game's almost over. We are outta time.

Jordi puts a gun in the dead Lionzo's hand and makes him shoot another man

Jordi Chin : Nice shot. Come on, you're not interested just a little in my phone call?

Aiden Pearce : Alright, fine. Tell me about your phone call.

Jordi Chin : Glad you asked. Okay, we got a bunch of dead bodies, right? We got 40,000 people above us. We needed a distraction -- I called the cops.

Aiden Pearce : You didn't.

Jordi Chin : Oh yeah. True story. So cops arrive...and Maurice's little band of brothers arrive, and pow, pow, pow, pow, pow.

Aiden Pearce : Jordi, tell me you're joking.

Jordi Chin : No, no, I called them too. Look, we got a messy altercation at the end of the game. You and I slip away undetected. You'll appreciate the plan tomorrow.

they heard the stadium’s speakers overhead, the police: “Suspects are believed armed. Approach cautiously.”