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Life is stealing from you.

Literally.

Surcharge by surcharge.

Convenience
is bleeding you dry

nickel by nickel.

Chump change.

That dime you don't even
bother to bend over to pick up

on the sidewalk
is the same dime

you get bent over for
by all these services.

You wanna call 4-1-1,
that'll cost 50 cents.

You wanna actually
place that call, that'll be
an additional 49 cents.

That adds up
to guys like you and me.

On any given day, I have $20
before payday, whatever.

But don't even think about
trying to withdraw your money.

It'll cost you $1.50
to get $20,

which means I only have $18.50
after the frickin' A.T.M.
takes its cut,

which means
I don't have $20,

I have insufficient funds.

That's why I'm here.

So, listen closely because
I'm about to tell you
a secret

how to beat the system,
to take charge of the surcharge
in life.

Go to a cash machine
To get a ticket home

A message on the screen

Says don't make plans
You're broke

No, no, this can't be right

I know that times is tight

I've only just been paid
Three weeks, five days
Till I've seen

Right

No

I scratch a living
It ain't easy

You know it's a drag

I'm always paying
Never make it

But you can't look back

I wonder if I'll ever get
To where I want to be

Better believe it

I'm working
For the cash machine

Fuck, that hurts,
you whiny little son of a bitch!

-I couldn't care less
-Whoa there, skippy.

If I wanted more verbal abuse,
I'd call some customer service
center somewhere.

Sorry, what
what was that?

I didn't catch that last part.

Was that,
Sorry for being a bitch?

I'll be nice now?

Mm-hmm.

Ow!

Shit, you

Okay, let's start over.

Good idea.

What do you want?

-I want my 20 bucks.
-I think we covered that.

True.

-Um
-Yeah?

So what's your name?

Jason Jason Taylor.

People call me Jinx, though.

What's your name?

-Jessica.
-Oh, Jessica.

Yeah, that's a nice name.

You kind of look like a Jessica.

-Okay, so what's next?
-What do you mean?

What's next, as in
what are you gonna do?

I don't know.

I mean, what, what?
I don't-I don't know.

Oh, you don't know.

-No, not exactly.
-No, not exactly?

What's next?

What is your next step?

I.E., evaluate, execute, exit.

What is your plan?
Have you got a plan?

Did you ever think of devising
a plan in a situation like this?

-Maybe you ought to have a plan.
-Oh, boy.

You know what-No, God-LEFT

What's this?

That's what
they call a cell phone.

Oh, thanks.

What are you gonna do?

Oh.

Um

Hello.

Hello.

Hello. Hello.

Hello, who is this?

Who's this?

I asked you first.

Excuse me?

I said, who is this?

I heard what you said.

Look, who is this?

Who am I speaking to?

What is it you want?

I don't know.

You don't know?

My 20 bucks.

Let's start over.

Let's just say my name is Simon.

Okay, works for me

So, Simon, what's the deal?

How do we do this?

How do we do this?

Right You tell me what it is
you want, i.e., your demands.

Then I give you what's called

a counteroffer, giving you part

of what you want,

but not everything,

so I hold a decent bargaining

position to deliver what it is

that I want.

Got it?

I don't think I like

your attitude.

That a boy!

Now you're beginning
to get the feel.

I want my 20 bucks.

And, and safely out of here.

What we have here is

a symbiotic relationship.

You want out and I want in.

And in the spirit

of negotiation

I'd like to see you dead.

You'd like to leave alive.

So Let's just meet

in the middle.

Have you come out.

What do you say, big boy?

Well, you're kinda

brutally blunt, and, uh

To be honest with you,

it's kind of unsettling.

I'm not so sure about this.

Whatever.

Do we have a deal?

I would love
to accommodate you, really

All except for the seeing me

dead part But the truth is,

I didn't lock this door.

It locked on its own

when the alarm went off.

I don't know how to open it.

Oh, really?

And how is that my problem?

I am trapped

In a vault.

I want out.

I want

Mind if I speak with him?

What?

Mind if I speak with him?

Yes No, wait, no!

No, what are you talking about?

You're not running the show now.

I'm running the show.

Oh, okay.
You're running the show now.

Yeah.

F.Y.I., Simon,
he's running the show now!

I said no talking
on the phone.

Tell her
everything's fine.

Just wait for now.

He said everything's gonna be
fi

Hey, both of you just,

just hold on a minute!

Mind if I make a suggestion?

Fine.

Why not?

Tell him I can open the door.

But you won't allow me to
until he guarantees you
safe passage out.

She says she can open
the door, but

I heard her.
It's a good plan.

I'll give you
my guarantee, 100%.

Hold up there.
How can you open
a 10-ton steel door?

And why should I trust you?

You see that computer

over there?

That particular computer is tied

into the entire security system

of this and every other

grant liberty national.

Why do you think they keep it

in the vault?

Come on, what am I gonna do
to you?

It's not like I have
a gun or anything.

Fine.

It's called
exploding noema.

It's a theory of psychoanalysis
that describes the exact

startling moment that the brain
can't reconcile the difference

of what should be
and what actually Is.

Kind of like thinking you've
picked up a coke but you

actually drink cigarette butts
and beer-but that moment's

over now, and your brain is
facing the reality that if you

even get up from that chair,
this little gadget of yours

is gonna be a bunch of little

gadget pieces.

Please stop.

Please, please?

That's our way out.

It's our key.

Literally.

Okay

So what's next?

We talk.

You are a smart
and very capable woman.

I'd go so far as to say

A serious force

to be reckoned with.

You obviously know what you're

doing, and I'll be honest,

the only authority I have here

is a stolen p.d.a. And a roll

of pretty durable tape.

But that's all I need now,
isn't it?

So you and me,
we're gonna talk

And you're gonna give me

Frank and honest answers

Without any attitude.

You got it?

Yes, I do.

Okay, good.

Now what is this all about?

She doesn't know.

What's that?
-I said she doesn't know.

She's got the codes,
a specific job, that's it.

She's a hired gun.

-You're lying.
-No, he's not.

-You're lying.
-No, I'm not.

Okay, then, now what?

What you're gonna do Is

I was saying

Look here, you

Okay, please One moment

Please Please

Let's start over.

Seems to be our theme
around here.

So shoot.
You tell me what I need to know.

You tell me what you want in

this vault and how I can get out

in a way that best serves

my interests, namely alive.

Okay, there are key codes

stored in a p.d.a. That seems

to be precariously

in your possession.

The codes are for

the computer locked inside

the vault with you.

On that computer,

with the correct code,

is the central locking control

for the vault door

And the master lock release

for every safety deposit box

you see around you.

Ah, that a boy!

Now we're cooking with gasoline.

Now, was that so hard?

I mean, really.

Yeah

Yeah, it was, actually.

Shake it off, Simon.

Now that we're a little better
informed, with a bit of attitude

adjustment, now we can revisit
my original question:
how do we do this?

-Not bad.
-Excuse me?

The way you played that
right there, not bad at all.

You don't think I laid it

on too thick there at the end?

-You blew it.
-I thought you just said

I know I did,
but then you blew it.

I'm sorry, what's that?

I mean, could you feel it?

In that moment, you had life
by the balls.

You were in charge.

Simon, I'm gonna have

to call you back.

There again, you see?

That spark Living life!

Yeah.

You, just then, hanging up,
taking charge.

Yeah, seriously,
without that spark,

life gets the better of us.

It runs roughshod over us
in small doses.

For example, why be charged
a buck fifty to have access
to your 20 bucks-screw 'em.

Exactly, that's what I'm
Yes.

Think about it:
they install an A.T.M.

It dispenses money, takes
deposits, checks balances

It basically does the work of,

I don't know, a dozen people
or more per branch.

Yeah, and?

So the bank lays these people

off, saving an entire year's

worth of salary for dozens of

people per bank, per machine.

Not to mention all the money

saved not paying these people's

insurance, benefits, bonuses,

taxes, pension, welfare

none of that.

Yeah.

And for all that profit, they

have the audacity to charge us

a buck fifty every time we use

their machine for our money.

It doesn't stop there.

No, no, no, there's

Surcharges

-Yep.
-Service charges

Yeah.

Late fees, roaming fees,

nickel and diming us to death.

Roaming fees On top of a cell

phone bill, a cell phone which

is supposed to roam That's

why they call it a mobile phone!

Right?

Late fees on DVDs that cost

as much as it would just
to buy the movie.

Crime by any other name.

Yes, it is a crime.

It Is A crime of convenience.

We are in a state

of financial emergency.

Hello?
9-1-1 emergency.

Oh yeah, no, it's me.

I'm the one who called
a half-hour ago.

I'm still in the vault.

all right,
here it comes

Well, I can tell you
for the money

the simple life,
honey, is good

uh-huh

well, if you ask me
how you made it

a secure life,
baby, you should

oh yes, you should

'cause if you're doin'
all the best that you can

until you're runnin'
just as fast as the man says

well, I can tell you
for the money

the simple life,
honey, is good

uh-huh, now,
yes, it is good

oh yeah

Brian Degepse here.

This is 9-1-1
emergency dispatch, ready

to patch you through, officer.

Go for Degepse.

This is Degepse,
commanding officer,

emergency response unit.

Who am I speaking with?

Jason Taylor, sir.

All right, Mr. Taylor,
first, I've been briefed, but

I need to know if you're still
safe and secure.

You could say I'm safe.

Now, outline
the situation, please.

I'm safe

Because i'm, I'm in the safe.

I got the joke Sir.

Oh.

I don't wanna alarm you
in any way

But this is not
a laughing matter.

I'm sorry?

There's nothing funny abo

About onions?

Excuse me?

Don't play with me, mr.tay

You're, you're what?

Yes, I can hear you, yes.

Hear me now?

Hear you? I can't, no.

I can't hear you.

Can you hear me now?

Find spot with
Reception

-Sorry?
-Don't move!

You hear me?

I can.

Look for a good zone.

I'll do that, sir.

-What do you got?
-The guy's a nobody.

Couple of parking tickets,
D.U.I. on a scooter.

He works at a coffee shop.

Right.
Can you still hear me?

Okay, I think I've got
a good spot.

Hello?
Are you okay?

Do we have any injuries?

We may have
a fatality

if somebody doesn't
get his ass off me.

Fine, we're fine.

Everything's fine.

Nothing to see here, just
move it along, move it along.

I swear to god, if you do
that again, I will kill you

with my hands tied
behind my back right now.

Is your safety
compromised?

-Are you in danger?
-I've been compromised,

all right, but he's the only one
in danger!

Who the hell is that?
And what's going on?

We're okay, sir.

I just had to subdue
the hostage.

Hostage?

Who the hell do you have hostage
and why?

Oh, she's one of them, sir.

I didn't mean
to take her hostage.

She was in here
when I ran in for cover.

So, I forcibly subdued her
into custody and that's

when the vault door
automatically closed on us.

You little son of
a bitch, I Shh

Fuck that! Ow! You

Can you hear me now?

I'm not buying that

At all.

In fact, that was pathetic.

Really?

Look, try crinkling a paper

bag over the mouthpiece
next time.

Works great.

-So what's the situation?
-Oh, we're fine.

Unless you count being locked
in a vault with armed assholes
outside the door.

-Excuse me?
-No, no

Not you people.

Excuse me?

Oh god

Tell me you're not black

or something
I didn't mean to

Yep, I'm black.

You got it.

May I speak with him
this time?

Hello?

Yes, hello?

Hello, yeah, you're going to
have to forgive my friend here.

He's really confused.

It's an innocent mistake,
really.

He's quite a sweet guy,
he's just, you know,

he's having a really bad day.

It's one of those days,
you know?

Oh, I understand.

This is a stressful situation
for any civilian, ma'am.

-I've seen it all before.
-I'm sure you have.

My god, your job

must be fascinating.

Excuse me, miss.

Who exactly are you?

Oh, you see, there's been

a huge misunderstanding.

See, I was in here accessing

my safety deposit box when

the alarm went off and I was so

frightened and, and so flustered

and then Jinx here ran in

Wait, wait, wait, wait.

Who the hell is Jinx?

That'd be me, sir.

Oh
Please continue.

So in
the ensuing confusion

Jinx here mistook me for being
part of the hold-up.

And so he took control of
the situation and, and he's

quite a hero But, uh, but now
we've got that all worked out

and now, we both just want your
help getting out
of this awful vault.

Okay, miss
Just hang in there.

Help is in progress.

Thank you.

I'm gonna have to call
you back

I'm running low on batteries.

What are you gonna do?

Fuck! Fuck!

Fuck! Fuck!

So

How's it going?

Not good.

Not good at all.

We have an impasse

A catch-22

A Mexican stand-off.

Basically, fucked!

And how's the, uh

Lexeprine been working out?

I don't know

Prozac Xanax Same shit.

Just another serotonin

uptake inhibitor.

They think it'll work
better for me.

I don't think it's workin'
at all.

In fact, it's got me a touch

Speedy.

No worries.

Situation is in hand.

Right

Which, uh, situation?

Never mind.

Just go watch the guard.

Before I do that,

do you think

You could look at my

Gun really quick?

-What?
-My gun, it keeps jamming.

I been messing around with it.

You know, I got the clip loader
here and I was looking
at the firing pin,

and that's not it.

And then, you know

Just go pretend
to guard the guard!

Oh, yeah, sure Will do.

Fuck.

It's about time!

Thank you,
by the way.

The tape was really beginning
to kill my wrists.

I held up my end
of the bargain.

Show of good faith, right?

What are we gonna do now?

I don't know.
What are we gonna do now?

Seems like we're both
living now.

A bit on the edge for me.

But I got to admit,
I kind of like the view.

Living?

What is it that you live to do?

Huh, Jinx?

'Cause as far as I can tell,
this is it.

You don't always get to choose
the monumental moments
in your life.

Sometimes they choose you.

And when they do, you take what
you can get, so

Hello.
Hello.

Hello.

Hello,
can you hear me?

Yeah, I was just
saying hello.

Funny. Not really.

What the fuck's goin' on?

He's got the codes.

Okay, how about you?

I'm tied up.

So here's what you're
gonna do.

You're gonna get me
safe passage out of here.

We'll talk terms later.

Hey, a show
of good faith, right?

I always keep my end
of the deal.

So what are you gonna do now?

I think I just did it.

Oh yeah?

Yeah.

Officer Degepse here.

How you two holdin' up?

Hey, I'm not holding up
anything, that'd be the guys
outside the vault.

Okay, then,
what's your status?

I think that my status and
your status are the same status.

Sort of stuck status.

Still locked in a vault,
unable to get out,
surrounded by armed robbers who

would love to get in and if they
could get in the vault,

they certainly
can't get out because
they're surrounded by you,

who would love to throw
them in prison, which I don't
think is part of their plan.

Does that seem about right
to you, sir?

Fuck.

Yeah, that sounds right.

Well, hang in there while we
continue to try to establish

communication with the suspects.

You want help?

Thank you, but we have
the matter well in hand.

Do you have
their phone number?

No

They usually try to establish
contact with us sometime

around this point.

Maybe you should just

Just call 'em.

Thank you for your advice!

But we'll have to wait for them
to communicate with us, okay?

All righty, then, but if you
need their number, just holler

and I'll give it to you.

As I was leaving,
I noticed Not anything

particular Not suspicious

It's It's just that

-He
-What is it?

It's just

He was kind of hot.

Any new developments?

Yeah, okay.

Hello, Degepse again.

Hey there, what's up?

Did I hear you say
you had their phone number?

Yes Yes, sir.

That's affirmative, sir.

You want it now?

Yeah!

That'd be helpful!

You got a pen, pencil?

Just give me the number!

Uh, it's 3-6-7-9-3-8-9.

3-3-7-9-3-8-9, got it.

No, no, no-3-6-7-9-3-8-9.

It's a 6 3-6-7.

3-1-0 area code.

Ask for Simon.

Simon?

That's his name?

Yeah, you know, I asked
the same exact question.

I think he's using a fake name.

We're not too worried
about that right now, are we?

No

I guess not.

Um, yeah, anyway, ask for Simon.

Tell him Jinx gave you

the number.

I'll do that.

I saw that.

That is why
I got a good look at him.

Distinguishing
features?

Don't you guys have something
better to do?

Huh?!

Uh, well, he's calling Simon.

That should keep him busy
for a while.

Good, we can use that time.

So what's the deal?

What's the key to all this?

I mean, you know, what is this?

Well, first of all,
it's not keys-it's codes.

That's the deal.
Okay.

I thought I was getting
the hang of this.

I didn't exactly major
in felony philosophy.

Okay.

Well, you see all these safety
deposit boxes.

Each one belongs to
an individual bank customer.

This isn't your typical
sentimental valuables:

love letters or some kid's
10-pound play-doh art.

This is the central bank.

They hold all the shit people
really want to keep safe.

The only problem is you'd have
to individually break into every

box to get at the contents,
right?

Well, we've got a choice.

We can try and physically break
into every box

Or we can electronically break

into one box.

Right.

Hey, whoa there, chatty.

A second ago, you were professor
felony giving a master's

lock lecture.

You care to elaborate a bit?

We have our ways.

And what way would that be?

-Ways!
-Ways.

Just ways.

That's-yeah, I'm feeling
pretty confident now.

We just got 'em, okay?

No, it's not okay.

It's not okay at all.

This oh-so-solid plan of yours,

it just went south.

Didn't it?

I am being held hostage
in a vault,

conspiring to do
god-knows-what

with my captor-slash-you know-
partner, whatever you are.

I don't know what I'm doing.

I don't even know what I'm
partners in

except sharing a locked vault.

-Huh.
-Don't huh me.

I'm supposed to be
the huh guy.

I'm supposed to be the one
who's clueless about how

to rob a frickin' bank,
not you.

My end of the deal was
to get your ass out of here.

Your alibi.

And if you haven't noticed,

we're a far cry from two city

blocks out of this mess.

Which just so happens to be

the missing part of your

foolproof plan.

In return, you provide your

wealth of criminal knowledge

from your b.a. Degree

in bachelor of armed robbery.

So that's the deal,
and if that's not the deal,

then we have no deal.

So deal

With it.

You hungry?

I was stopping to get a bite

and I stopped at the A.T.M.

My 20 bucks.

Sweetie, you must be running

on fumes by now.

Yeah, I I am, thank you.

But seriously, where did you

get the codes?

I mean, come on.

Where did they come from?

Seriously?

Seriously, I don't know.

Well, how does that work?

I'm just a hired gun.

The codes were texted to Simon
and they were beamed
to my phone, P.D.A.

Who texted?

You mean someone else sent
the codes?

Some guy.

It's all very anonymous
these days.

It's the best way to do

business, you know it's safe.

If you don't know anything

about them, they don't know

anything about you,

you can't turn each other in.

We're freelancers.

Temps, of sorts.

It's not like you just

answer a help wanted ad.

It's exactly like you

answer a help wanted ad.

Off the internet actually.

What do you think half those

useless blogs are really about?

You need somebody to do a job.

You need plausible deniability.

You post a topic.

Pre-arranged site.

Seemingly meaningless, random.

You don't think we're like

a bunch of disorganized thugs

in a hideaway, do you?

No, I guess I never really
thought about it.

Exactly. Who's gonna monitor

the Duran Duran fan forum

chatroom when there's real crime

out on the streets?

Did you just say Duran Duran?

Yep.

Why not, uh, zeppelin?

Everybody knows zeppelin
is a forum for C.I.A.

counter-terrorism.

Oh, you've gotta be

effing kidding me

Zeppelin are spooks
and Duran Duran

are '80s pretty boy
bad-ass crime syndicate?

That is just not right.

No, it's absolutely true.

If someone posts looking for
a view to a kill,

that means assassin wanted.

If someone posts are you hungry
like the wolf?, that means
hired hands for a bank job.

And so on.

So you're saying Duran Duran
is at the center of an

international crime syndicate.

Well, I seriously doubt
Nick Rhodes or Simon Lebon
are actually involved.

But It's not a bad place
to hide, now, is it?

Did you just say Simon?

See?

I told you.

-This is weird.
-Not really.

I mean, forget
about porn sites and dot-coms.

Crime really is what pays.

The internet business
is booming.

You just can't buy stock,
you have to steal it.

Yeah, okay, fine, whatever,
but why Why Duran Duran?

Why?

Why not?

Anyway, Simon gets the codes.

We get in here.

They hold the place down

while I do my computer work.

Boom, the boxes are open.

We grab and go.

So the guy who sent the codes

gets a cut, huh?

It's almost civil, really.

Exchange a few numbers

for a percentage.

It's just a surcharge

of a different name, I guess.

Well, this particular guy

just wanted a pin number.

Pin number?

All I wanna know is who gave

you my number?

That's not important
right now.

What's important is the safety
of the people you have inside,

and us safely resolving

this situation.

Whatever.
Jinx gave 'em up, didn't he?

I'm sorry, I don't know what
you're talking about.

Cut the crap!

That little punk gave you

my cell number-I know it!

I really don't know
what you're talking about.

You think I'm an idiot?!

You're gonna tell me
you triangulated my cell signal

Without knowin'
my T.T.Y. frequency,

or even carrier
for that matter.

Just admit it!

Jinx gave you my number.

You're only on the line because
it's the only move you've got.

You can't resolve
the situation.

And worse yet

Worse yet, a civilian knows more
about what's goin' on
than you do.

Um Under no
circumstance am I authorized

to disclose that information,
but I'd be happy to exchange
myself for a safe

hostage release.

Then we can discuss
this matter further.

What the hell was that?

Glock 19 semi-automatic.
That's not good.

You can't.

Oh, you're right!

Whoa, whoa! Hey, hey!

Listen, listen.

Let's take this down
a few notches.

Did that get your attention,

officer?

I'm listening.

I hear you.

Now, I said

I said, tell me

Who gave you this number!

If you

fuck Hold on.

We're holding.
We're holding

No one's doing anything.

No, I mean, hold on, I've got
another call coming in.

Hello?

What the hell was that?

That wake you up, did it?

Hey, you shut it-I'm
the one asking questions here.

If you ever want inside here
and me out

You're gonna tell me
what the hell that was.

That was a glock.

Your phone just broke up.

I missed that last part.

Don't even start getting
attitude with me.

I happen to know exactly
what kind of gun that was

I want to know what's going on.

That was me.

Fuck.

I don't think that was me.

I think you've got a call
comin' in.

Oh, you're right, I do.

Hold on.

-Hello?
-We heard gunshots

-Is everyone all right?
-Yeah, we're fine in here.

I don't know about outside.

I'm trying to find out.

What Are you talking
to Simon?

Yeah, he's on the other line.

Hey, aren't you supposed

to be on the phone with Simon?

I am I was I'm on hold.

Hold on a second,
I'll flash you in.

No! No!
That's not a good idea!

Simon, you still there?

Yeah, I'm 'ere.

Great, hold on.

Hello?

Um, yeah, Degepse here.

Good, I think everyone's
on the line.

Is everyone here?

Here.

I'm here.
All right.

I think we should all
try to work together here

and work on some issues, okay?

I think
I think that

I think I think

Come on, guys,
don't get shy now.

Simon, is there something
you wanna say to the officer?

-I'm sorry?
-You see, officer Degepse,

Simon says he's sorry.

Now wait, I didn't mean

Simon, shut it!

Officer Degepse, do you accept

Simon's apology?

-Officer Degepse?
-Yes?

Good! You see?

Simon apologized and the officer

graciously accepts.

No, no!

Wait!

As long as we're
making progress,

I say we move ahead
and release a few hostages,

just as a show of good faith.

I will gladly nominate myself,

just to get the ball rolling.

What do you guys say?

Now, wait just a second.

There's ways to do this.

No, I think it's a good idea.

I'm all for it.

-Who is that?
-I don't know.

Aren't you already on the phone
with everybody who's anybody
around here?

What What does
the caller I.D. say?

I don't have
caller I.D.

Answer it.
Wait, wait, wait.

Just Give me that.

Hello?

Hello, is anybody there?

Who is this?
You're the one who called.

Who's this?

Who was it?

I don't know.

Wrong number, I guess.

Hello?

Hello?

Okay, he just hung up
on me twice.

That's just rude.

Hello?
Hello?

You still there?

Hey guys, I'm gonna have
to call you back, okay?

Just, just keep chatting
amongst yourselves.

So?

Hey, don't look at me.

All right then.

Nick here.
What's taking so long?

Hey, it's the guy you keep
hanging up on.

Shit.

So, your name's Nick, huh?

Maybe.

Well, is it?

No.

Oh, weird, total deja vu
just now.

Huh?

Never mind.

So, uh, are you Jessica's

boyfriend or something?

Look, I have no idea

what you're talking about.

You have the wrong number.

You called me!

Right, then.

Uh I had the wrong number.

Sorry to trouble you, 'bye.

Hey-stop calling me!

-No.
-What?

No, I said no.

You can't just say no.

Yes, I can.

No. You see? You see?

No, no, no, no, no.

Who are you?

I'm glad you asked,
I'm Jason Taylor.

People call me Jinx though.

So it seems like I've taken
the first step.

I'm on the hunt down
after you

Nick Nick Rhodes.

Okay, what's going on here?

Who are you?

What do you know?

How do you know?

What's the deal?

Seems to be my theme ever

since I locked myself

in this frickin' vault.

You? You're in the vault?

In the vault?

Yeah, that's what I said.

Am I getting bad cell reception?

Because I know a spot up
in the corner

if you really want
me to go up there.

Who are you?

Jinx, I think we
covered that.

Who are you Nick?

Oh, god.

Wha

-What?
-He did it again.

I hate this guy.

If I see your men
any closer than 25 yards,

I'm putting holes in
these walking body bags.

I hear you,
I hear you.

Um, excuse me, but I think
you better answer that.

It could be Jinx.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

You're right, hold on.

Hello, Jinx?

How's it going?

I think we're making
real progress out here.

Hey, Jinxy Is that you?

Is there anything
you might want to tell

Oh, say, me?

Anything to tell, like a

Like an update?

Something like that.

Ah, things are going fine

Just fine.
I mean

maybe a little bit
behind schedule.

Anything in particular
slowing things up?

-Like?
-Like some guy

locking himself
in the vault who somehow

has full knowledge of our

identities, our cell numbers

and has the ability to dial

9-1-1, handing you a first-class

pass to ass class

in the federal penitentiary?

That sort of thing?

Okay, we, we

We do have one small dilemma,

quite similar to the one

you just described.

Is there anything else

you'd like to add?

Not really.

Okay, is there anything

else you'd not like to add

that I should know?

Well, you, uh, you know

the guy you just, uh,

you just described?

Uh, well, he has got one of our,

uh, he's taken one of our people

hostage in the vault and, uh,

we're, uh

we're locked out with,
uh, with no way in.

Thank you.

I truly appreciate your candor.

And a tactical analysis,
what would that currently be?

-Fucked.
-Great.

Okay, let me get back to you
with a backup plan that
should solve a few problems.

Really?

Oh, that'd be great

Maybe not.

Hello?
I want to make a deal.

A deal.

I do.

As I figure it,
50% of something

is a lot better than
100% of nothing.

-Yeah, and?
-And, frankly,

nothing is all I've got
right now.

So what do you want?

What's it gonna take?

You know what?
Hold that thought.

I'm gonna click over.
I'll be right back.

Hello?

I want to make a deal.
Come again?

I think we may have
gotten off on the wrong foot.

I'd like to start over
and introduce myself.

I'm Nick.

I'm calling to cut you in
on this thing.

Uh, okay.

So, uh, a deal.

Okay, so, so what's the deal
with the, with the

A deal, Nick?

It is Nick, isn't it?

You know, I apologize
for the pseudonym.

It's not that I don't trust you,

really, it's just sort of

an occupational hazard.

Oh, yeah, no, I

I understand, I get it.

It's not like my name's
really Jinx either.

It isn't?

No, it Is.
That is my name.

Hey, that's okay.
Perfectly valid.

Anyway, what can I do
for you, Nick?

Jinx, we have a bit
of a situation here,

a quagmire as it were,

and I think it's down to you
and me to figure this thing out.

You and me?
Okay.

I'm gonna put the cards
on the table.

You have something I need

information-information

my associates are no longer

in a position to offer.

I propose we adapt, evolve,

grow some balls, and walk

ourselves out of this quagmire.

I'll cut to the chase.
What do you want?

My 20 bucks.

I'm sorry

Did you say 20 bucks?

Yup.

I don't want to be rude,

but I think you might want

to revise that number.

You think?

Like What?

Like, look around you.

I'd add a few zeroes to that

$20 figure of yours.

And I just walk out
with everything.

You don't want any piece
of this money?

All I need is for you
to walk over
to the computer terminal

and generate
a pin number for me.

Easy as pie.

Same arrangement I had
with them.

If it ain't broke,
don't fix it, right?

If it ain't broke

Right.

Yeah, so, I, I walk.

And you have no problem selling
out Simon and Jessica and

Whoever else, just for
a little info?

This must be a pretty
valuable pin number.

Things change.

We adapt, right?

-Bullshit.
-What?

I said Bullshit.

You had no intention of
letting these guys out of here,
did you, Nick?

What are you talking about?

If it ain't broke,
don't fix it, right?

In fact, that reminds me of
something a friend once said,

breaking into a bank is what
screws you, because breaking

in takes time and time is
what gets you caught.

So how do you rob a bank
without breaking in?

Unlock everything at once,
fast and efficient?

Use this computer, a few codes,
then grab and go?

No, I don't think so.

If you knew enough to get these
codes and what to do with them,

then you knew that this vault
door would seal up as soon
as the alarm was tripped.

Boom You're trapped.

So while the codes seem like
a good idea, they're nothing

more than bait Just means
to some other end for you.

In other words,
the codes are bullshit.

It's really all about that
innocent little pin,

which I'm betting
is worth a hell of a lot
more than anything else

in here but the only way to get
that pin is in this vault.

I don't know,
just a working theory, Nick.

All righty there, Colombo.

You seem to be answering
a lot of unasked questions
for an innocent bystander.

What the hell are you
getting at?

Hey, it's not for nothing,
but I didn't ask to be locked

in this frickin' vault.

All I ever wanted was
my 20 bucks, but no.

Some greedy bastard decided it
was a great idea to increase

his bank's profit margin,

fire tellers to lower corporate

costs, close branches,

install endless A.T.M. Machines,

surcharging my ass
to kingdom come,

until I can't afford
my own 20 bucks.

What the hell does that
have to do with anything?

I'm glad you asked.

Insufficient funds means
I had to walk my ass

into the only grant liberty I
could find to withdraw my money,

but it was already having
a large withdrawal made

i.e., being robbed
which was perfectly fine

by me until some jackass
pointed a gun at me.

So this guy gets all jumpy,
tries to blow my head off.

His gun jams and I run for cover
in this vault, which proceeds

to lock behind me, locking me in
this vault where I literally run

into some super hot chick who
I'm trapped with, which sounds

great except she proceeded
to punch me in the face,

ruining my otherwise wonderfully
boring day and wasting

my pedantically precious time.

Bummer.

So screw it.

Screw service fees
and screw you.

You and all the corporate
convenience criminals

are equally fucked
in your high-tech heists.

You cannot keep screwing guys
like me and then add
a surcharge for it.

I am taking charge
of the surcharge.

In short, blow me.
I want answers.

Wow, you are having
a bad day.

Please, go on.

The real question is, how do

you get in this vault

without getting trapped
in this vault?

-My guess?
You don't do it at all.

You don't care if your
anonymously hired guns

get trapped as long
as they're in the vault,

because as long as you
had someone in the vault,

you had what you wanted

-Almost.
-I'm hanging up.

No, no, you know
Fuck you, you're not hanging up!

You know why?
Because you don't have your
four precious little numbers.

What the ?

Jessica.
Name's Jessica.

I'm one of the ones you
set up to screw.

Yeah, it almost hurts,
doesn't it?

-What?
-I'm glad you asked.

-It's called exploding noema.
-Huh?

It's the theory about
the moment you can't reconcile

the difference between your
perception of what should be

versus the reality of what is.

I find completely
screwing someone

with a classic
double-cross only to find

they're now your only hope will
pretty much explode your noema.

But I'm betting
that moment's passed now

and I'm betting you're more
in a dealing mood.

You want your precious pin?

There's gonna be a surcharge.

So what's it gonna be, Nick?

Okay

Jessica, you okay?

I'm fine.

You know, I think somebody
cut the power in here.

Yeah, you think?

Yeah, well, who cut
the power then?

And why and what's going on,
you know, that sort of thing?

I don't, I don't really know,

but it's not good.

Uh, Nick, we're gonna have

to call you back.

We have to fix this.

I mean, I don't have a handle
on this whole thing, but

it's pretty apparent that
our fate and any possible

fortune is in that computer.

N Nobody panic, okay?

Let me, uh, just
Make a phone call.

-Oh, hey there.
-Hello?

Hey, what happened?

I don't know!

I've been on hold

this whole time With you!

Are you trying
to keep me waiting?

I have to admit,
I have to admit

nice negotiation tactic.

You had me going there
for a while.

Uh, no, I
I just forgot about you.

Really?

How'd you forget about me?

I was I was just busy,
that's all.

Busy?
You're locked in a vault!

What the fuck could you be

doing to keep you busy?

Uh You worry me now, Jinx.

Oh, i'm, I'm sorry.

Really, please, don't worry.

Officer Degepse was just
talking me through this crisis.

It's, it's been very stressful
for me, you know?

I didn't let him know
anything, really.

I figured you'd want me to keep
him waiting

while you and I make
some sort of deal.

Okay okay.

Good thinking, Jinxy.

That was good.

All right.

It's, uh, you and me.

About that deal

Well, first What happened?

It's frickin' dark in here.

I think they cut the power.

Don't sweat it.

They just do this
to be intimidating.

First order of business is that
we reach an agreement,

then we negotiate
with the cops

Free some hostages in exchange

for putting the power back on

And, um Hold on, I think my,
uh Hold on, I think my bat

Fuck!
Fuck!

Fuck!
Fuck!

Fuck!
Fuck!

Fuck!
Fuck!

We got three guys
over there, two

A cell phone?

Think he's trying
to communicate with us

Sir?

Hello?

Officer Degepse here.

How you two holding up?

Oh, hey there.
Yeah, we're okay.

Any change in status
in there?

Well, it's a little darker
in here.

My eyes are just starting
to adjust.

-Uh, not really.
-Good, good.

I need you to sit tight and

Dude, we need him to turn
the power back on or we're,

we're screwed.

Sorry, what was that?
I missed the last part.

I said, do you have any other
way of contacting Simon?

He says he has no way
of contacting Simon.

-Why?
-That's a good question.

Uh Why?

Because this Simon character

has tossed his phone for

no apparent reason.

His actions are growing

increasingly irrational and

I would like to prevent

any regrettable incidents

before they occur.

Unfortunately, I now have
no way of contacting him.

All right, um,
we'll see what we can do.

What do we do?

We can't ask for Simon's help
because we'd have to make him

a deal and making a deal with

Simon is pointless because, like

it or not, at this point he's

just He's shit out of luck.

We could Ask for Simon.

Degepse here.

Hey, I got,

I got through to Simon.

He has a few demands.

He, uh, he says he's finished
negotiating unless you give him

something as, you know,
a show of good faith.

Go ahead.
What are his demands?

One, he wants a civilian
chartered helicopter

on the roof within 15 minutes.

Two, he walks with half
the money and no one gets hurt.

And three, he wants the power on

to, just to get the show
on the road.

Personally, I wouldn't give that
schizoid asshole anything

unless it was something
totally useless like, you know,

like the, like
the power back on thing.

I'll try to convince him that

turning the power on is, is,

you know, just a start.

May as well try.

He, he sounds desperate

and willing
to throw it all away.

You say he sounds desperate?

You really think he's to the

point of throwing it all away?

Yeah, I told you they were
trying to tell us something

with that whole chucking the
cell phone at your head thing.

Tell him the power will be

back on in a minute.

Well, that's a start-now
you can get what's-his-name
back on the phone.

I'll get this thing booted up
and ready for Whatever.

Hello?

So listen up.

Believe me when I tell you this
whole thing is going south, so

whatever it is you were planning
to do, I suggest we do it

and whatever deal we need
to make, I suggest we make it

or none of us are going anywhere

or getting anything
anytime soon

Except maybe 10 to 20
in San Quentin.

So what's it gonna be?

Good to hear from you too.

Dude Shut it.

The police cut the power.

No power, no computer.

No computer, no point.

You count on that little hiccup?

Oh, god, really?

No, uh I didn't.

Well, you can thank me later.

It's back up for the moment.

Unless you tell me what our

little team here is about to do,

this whole thing is gonna be
over before it began.

Okay, do you have
the computer up?

I believe we're good.

Enter that number
in the personal identification

number sub menu.

In that page, you'll see

four digits corresponding

to an A.T.M. Card.

You're gonna click that option

and read me the four digits

that appear in the box.

It is that easy.

-No, it's not.
-I'm sorry?

Last time I checked, there's

no I in team or felony grand

theft of a federal reserve bank.

You get that number

and you're gone.

That pin number belongs to
an A.T.M. Card I don't have

which belongs to an account
I don't have.

So unless you can find a way
to share

your little high-tech heist,
you're stuck.

I suggest you begin by telling

me what it is we're stealing

and, uh, the clock's ticking.

Okay, fine.

Nickels and dimes
Lots of 'em.

What, why?
Why are we stealing change?

Why?
Because I could.

Getting greedy with what
you want to steal will only
get you caught.

You have to ask yourself why you
think you can get away with it.

Know why and the what,
where and how will follow.

Okay, so How are
we gonna rob a bank

and, and actually
get away with it?

Ever notice how everything
has some piddly-ass
surcharge added?

Yeah, now you're speaking
to the choir, my friend.

Now I need you
to listen closely and be
really honest here.

Shoot.

Do you always balance
your checkbook?

Oh I mean, I

-I've done it.
-Yeah, right.

And even if you do that,
do you ever, ever, ever check

to see if the bank didn't
charge you a surcharge

for an A.T.M. transaction?

You had me at checkbook.

Which brings us back to why.

It's simple.

The world is too complicated
to keep track of.

Life is made of a million
moments, transactions, passwords
and pin numbers to memorize.

It's not that we don't want
to keep track, it's just

that it's not worth our time
until you add it up.

How do we rob a bank and why
will we get away with it?

Add up the chump change.

We're stealing surcharges

and it's missing money

no one is missing.

Yeah, but what about
the bank missing it?

We have a problem.

Yeah, that's what
I'm asking about.

No, no, no, it's uh

Another kind of problem.

Oh

I wasn't planning on
getting locked in here.

We've been in here for hours.

I couldn't hold it forever.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, okay,

of course.

Um Well

I just won't look.

All right, um

Oh wait, I've got an idea.

Nick, hold on.

What's going on?

Don't ask.

What are you doing?

Ah!

No way!

Beggars can't be
choosers, man.

So, what about
the bank noticing?

Well, like I said,
you never rob the bank.

-At least, not noticeably.
-Stop it!

So what if, for every
dozen A.T.M. transactions,

you simply divert one surcharge
into an account already set up
within the bank.

Nothing more than missing
nickels and no way to track it.

Yeah, I'm all for
the economics lesson but,

-uh, what are we really talking
about here?
-Honestly?

Honestly is the only choice
you have if you ever want to see
any of that money.

Okay $8,266,500.

Can you hear me now?

That's a lot of transactions.

Those nickels and dimes
add up.

And no one's on to you?

Why? The stolen money
never left the bank.

The irony is, it is all just
sitting in legitimate
grant liberty accounts.

Waiting to be withdrawn.

That's right.

As long as you have a valid
pin number to those accounts,

you can just slowly withdraw it,
using nothing more

than an A.T.M. card.

No one would ever notice.

How to rob a bank.

And actually get away
with it.

If I'm not mistaken,
we'd better work out a deal

before there's nothing worth
working out, so you give us

your account numbers
and we'll assign the pin

to a new A.T.M. card.
-No deal.

If I just give you the accounts,

giving you the accounts
is like giving me the pin.

No guarantee the other

won't take off with it all.

Okay, what now?

Somebody will just have to
trust somebody.

I don't suppose my good word
would be sufficient.

Honor among thieves
and all that?

Wait.

Insufficient funds

that's what got my ass into this

mess in the first place.

Yeah, your 20 bucks,

surcharges.

No, my pin.
We assign my pin number

to Nick's accounts.

That way, only I know my pin

and only Nick has the card

and the accounts.

And?

See, you can't use the A.T.M.
card without my pin number

and without the card and the
accounts, the pin is useless.

We don't have
to trust each other.

We can meet and use
the two together

and then go
our separate ways.

Works for me.

You guys hold on
to that idea.

I better get this.

-Hello?
-All right.

The power has been up
for over 10 minutes now,

and still no word
from anybody in there.

Have you heard anything?

Uh, not really, um,

well, you see

What?
I didn't know what else to do.

I think we're out of time.

Hey-what's up?

This is it,
it's now or never.

Either we go with Jinx's plan

or that money just sits
in the bank forever.

Okay, you're right.

A couple million bucks is better

than none, right?

Just go to the computer,

do what I told you before

you have Jinx enter his pin.

Okay.

Jinx What is it?

I, I don't know,
what if we get caught?

You know, what if we end up
serving life?

Life?

Right.

See, I don't know about you,
Jinx,

but this hasn't felt
like much of a life to me.

I'm just some anonymous
hired hand.

Is this my life?

This for the rest of my life?

Is your life
about buck fifty surcharges?

Playing bitch boy to every Simon
and Grant Liberty?

When are we gonna make
some choices of our own?

Today has been

Different.

I think this is it.

You know, I think this is

Life.

Choices like this.

You know, our lives aren't
made up of some big
monumental moment.

It's a choice here and a choice
there and life is made up

like that, of these
tiny moments.

I just I think I'm sick
of this life.

So, how big can we make
this moment, Jinx?

And get a life?

Are you insane?

This, this is a tiny moment
to you?

Yeah, okay, yeah.

It's It's a big moment.

It's a Yeah.

But the principle's the same.

You know, make a choice.

What are we gonna do?

What are you gonna do?

I'm gonna get my 20 bucks,
and then some.

Right, yeah, let's do this.

Enter your pin.

So this little box is the key
to our fortune, huh?

There, that's it.

We're done.

Now what?

Now

We go.

Excuse me, guys?

It just occurred to me
we have a problem.

What's up?

Well, you have no way out.

What?

Well

She doesn't have a way out.

What do you mean?

She's got the scam
with the cops.

They think she's one
of the hostages.

Okay, well, that doesn't
solve the Simon problem.

Even if you wait until the cops
storm the place,

he's not going quietly.

He can easily turn her in
when he finds out she's
not busted with him.

No, no, not after all this.

Hold on.

Officer Degepse here.

Sorry my signal died
but I'm back in a good zone.

Yayany news?

Simon says he appreciates
your show of good faith

and in return, he's willing
to release two hostages.

Me and Jessica.

No shit?
Really?

Okay, we got you covered.

We've got you covered, look.

All right, look Listen

Make your way out slowly.

We'll take care of the rest.

This will all be over soon.

So I'll tell Simon
you're ready for the release.

Now we're cooking
with gasoline.

Do you have any way
of reaching Simon?

Yeah, I can call Roger.

Who?
Hismuscle.

The other guy on the team, here,

he gave me his number in case
of complications.

I think this qualifies
as a complication.

Yeah Nick, we're gonna
call you back.

Hello?
I gotta talk to Simon.

He's kind of busy
at the moment Who's this?

Roger, put him on the phone.

-Hello?
-Hey, it's me, Jinx.

Hey, Jinx, what's up?

I have to admit, you've really
got me worried now.

Sorry for the wait,

but we better make a deal fast.

I just got off the phone
with Degepse.

-What'd he say?
-He says if they don't see

cooperation from you
in five minutes,

they're storming
the place with swat.

Shit Shit.

Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit!

Shit

Shit

Okay.

What do they want?

You're not gonna like it.

What-what is it?

They want at least one
hostage released and

And? And what?

One of you has
to turn yourself in.

Fine.

They can have Jessica.

Really?

You'll turn her in
just like that?

What do I care?

You want out and I want in.

Take Jessica as your insurance.

And the cops get their precious

negotiation pawn, yeah?

Sounds like a plan.

What's wrong?

This is our way out.

Yeah

Yeah

You know, um

That might be the sweetest thing
anyone has ever done for me.

Really?

Yeah.

Right, let's get the hell
out of here.

What are you doing?

I'm setting up our next
rendezvous

Outside this vault.

Oh, yeah?

Is that a second date?

You better tie me up.

So Simon still thinks
I'm your hostage.

You wish.

Here, help me with this.

Look okay?

That's good.

All right,
I'm coming out!

I don't want any trouble.

Huh I imagined you taller.

Fuck me, Jinxy!

Nice attitude.

You've come a long way today.

I can't go out
there like this!

I'm supposed to be a hostage
like you, not your hostage.

They're gonna know
something's up.

You're supposed to be
my hostage for Simon's sake

if we want to get away
with this.

What do you suggest we do?

Be careful, man,
that thing's loaded.

-Shit.
-Wait right fuckin' there,
you two!

It's jammed

Fuck

Move! Move! Move!
Move! Move! Move!

Show me your hands!

Show me your hands!

Up against the wall!

Put the gun down!

Put the gun down!

Put the gun down, motherfucker!

Show me your hands!
Show me your hands!

Move!
Move, I said!

Back your ass up!

Get on the ground!

On the ground now!

Don't move!

Don't move, motherfucker!

Do you understand me?

You have the right to remain

Show me your hands!

Anything you say can
and will be used against you

in a court of law.

You have the right
to an attorney

That way!
-If you cannot afford an attorney,

one will be
appointed to you.

Do you understand the rights
I have just stated?

Move out the way
get out of the way!

Move!
I got it, I got it!

oh, ni Hear me

Damn How about now?

Yes,
loud and clear.

Good, okay,
where were we?

Chump change

That dime you don't even bother
picking up

is the same dime
we all get bent over for.

So surcharge the surchargers.

I agree But there is one flaw

in your plan.

Oh A flaw in my plan, hmm?

If we've got the pin
and you've got the accounts,

what happens next?

What happens when we meet?

Trust the fatal flaw.

Well, there's only one answer.

Did you know that statistics

say that 98% of all convicted

criminals have successfully

committed at least one previous

crime before they were caught?

That means almost everyone

gets away with it,

at least once.

They had a good thing,

but no, they had to go try
their luck again.

Oh, by the way

Tip number 10?

Know when to walk away.

Dark in the city,
night is a wire

Steam in the subway,
earth is afire

Doo-doo, doo doo,
doo doo doo, doo doo doo,

Doo doo doo, doo doo

Woman, you want me,
give me a sign

And catch my breathing
even closer behind

Doo-doo, doo doo,

Doo doo doo, doo doo doo,

Doo doo doo, doo doo

In touch with the ground

I'm on the hunt,

I'm after you

Smell like I sound,

I'm lost in a crowd

And I'm hungry
like the wolf

Straddle the line
in discord and rhyme

I'm on the hunt,
I'm after you

Mouth is alive
with juices like wine

And I'm hungry
like the wolf

Stalked in the forest,
too close to hide

I'll be upon you
by the moonlight side

Doo-doo, doo doo,

Doo doo doo, doo doo doo,

Doo doo doo, doo doo

High blood drumming
on your skin, it's so tight

You feel my heat,
I'm just a moment behind

Doo-doo, doo doo,

Doo doo doo, doo doo doo,

Doo doo doo, doo doo

In touch with the ground

I'm on the hunt,
I'm after you

Scent and a sound,

I'm lost and I'm found

And I'm hungry
like the wolf

Strut on a line,
it's discord and rhyme

I howl and I whine,
I'm after you

Mouth is alive,
all running inside

And I'm hungry
like the wolf

Hungry like the wolf.

Burning the ground,
I break through the crowd

I'm on the hunt,
I'm after you

I smell like I sound,
I'm lost and I'm found

And I'm hungry
like the wolf

Strut on a line,
its discord and rhyme

I'm on the hunt,
I'm after you

Mouth is alive
with juices like wine

And I'm hungry
like the wolf

Burning the ground,
I break from the crowd

I'm on the hunt,
I'm after you

Scent and the sound,
I'm lost and I'm found

And I'm hungry
like the wolf

Strut on a line,
it's discord and rhyme

I'm on the hunt,
I'm after you

Mouth is alive
with juices like wine

And I'm hungry
like the wolf

Burning the ground,
I break from the crowd

I'm on the hunt,
I'm after you