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What did the cop make for our business, Pat?

Don't say that. That's from our brewery.

Oh, God.

That is a lot of better. Give me a fuck up.

Righteous.

Get out of my car.

Hey, I said barbecue flavor.

What's going on?

Your father's got some good news.

What the hell are you saying that for?

I didn't tell him, okay?

Go ahead.

Tell me what?

Come on.

There.

Ta -da!

Top of the line.

Genuine, simulated leather.

Don't I still have to talk to the foreman?

Not anymore.

The job's yours.

Hell, I ain't busted my ass down there all these years to see somebody else's

kid get in.

It's gonna be you and me.

Aren't you gonna be late?

Put him on.

Walk around or break him in.

Well, I'm not going to kill you to make him happy.

Brian.

Hey, don't you start with me.

It's bad enough I got to take it from him.

Look who's here.

Weasel. Weasel. Hey.

Long time no see. What's up, Weasel?

How you doing, buddy?

That was pretty cool what you guys did today.

What's that?

You know, stealing all that stuff and everything.

Stealing? Well, isn't that illegal?

Laura, isn't that illegal?

Yes, my darling, I do believe it is. Yeah, we wouldn't do anything like that.

would not steal.

I'm not going to tell him. It's not like I've never stolen anything.

Would you steal your brother's big wheel?

No, you guys aren't going to be laughing after next Thursday.

Really? Why is that?

I'm going to rob the savings and loan.

That's funny. That's very funny.

Yeah, and you guys are going to help me.

I'm busy, actually, that day, but thanks.

Look, my stepdad's the fucking president, okay?

Your father is President Clinton?

Whoa! Of the bank.

Clinton's running banks now? What's up?

What is

that?

Told you, man. I don't want your mom's dildo.

Just open it.

It's a list of all the girls that won't fuck him.

Let's see what he's got here.

Yo, yo, yo, yo.

How the hell did you get this?

It's not so funny anymore, is it?

Bank, man.

No more ass kissing for us.

So who's in?

Banks don't keep much cash.

They do when they're holding all the payrolls for the county.

How much?

4 .3 million.

Dollars? No pennies.

How do you know?

Because my stepdad's always bragging about what a fucking honor it is that

bank got chosen to hold all the money.

I can move out.

I could get that 68 Corvette I always wanted.

You could buy a lot more than that.

Fuck it, man.

I ain't got nothing to lose.

I can get shot at. I'm in.

We have to find a hell of a way from here.

Oh, no.

I don't want to do that.

Take those back where you found them. Get some friends.

Who died and made you Elvis?

He's a kid.

What, I'm almost in 10th grade?

Yeah, yeah.

He can wave a gun just like the rest of us.

He needs help.

Serious help.

We should just think about it.

What's there to think about?

I mean, I'm tired of being poor.

I want to be able to buy you things.

Right?

What the hell, Bri?

I mean, there's still beer but not money?

If I was 21, I'd buy the stupid beer.

Would we?

I mean, I don't know about you.

I mean, but every time I go on those beer raids, man, it's like a total rush.

Brian, it's not like we'd be taking some huge risk.

I mean, think about it.

What do we have to look forward to?

Nothing. To get some bullshit McJob and listen to our parents bitch and moan for

us to get out of the house.

I mean, this is everything we ever dreamed about.

All you gotta do is have the balls to take it.

I ain't going into no fucking bank with a gun. We don't all need guns.

You said there's one guard, right?

Yep.

That way we get the jump. Take his gun away.

No.

Chicken shit. You've always been a chicken shit.

You've always been a pussy.

Let him go.

All right. Here's to robbing a bank, boys.

I'm up for this.

All right.

Give me some.

You're a girl, but it's cool.

I don't believe this.

We're going to be late.

What are you doing?

We got to talk, Pop.

I can't take the job.

What are you talking about? It's all set.

Ma, come here for a second.

What are you calling her for?

What's wrong?

I'm going to Bard.

Bard?

It's a college.

It's an art school.

You know about this?

No.

I just want to draw.

Draw?

On whose dime?

Let me tell you something about college.

There ain't no guarantee for nothing.

I see kids with, uh...

Master's degrees. They're begging for this job I got you.

What? My job ain't good enough for you?

Oh, I didn't say that.

Oh.

You think you're better than me, that it? Not at all.

How come you never mention any of this college baloney till now?

I wanted to see if I got in first.

Get your boots on.

Get your boots on!

I can't do it, Pop.

Now Foreman gets in at noon you ain't there by then

You're on your own

I don't have that kind of money, Brian.

I'm sorry.

Mm -hmm.

Okay. Thanks.

I'm sorry.

But without any collateral or credit history, we can't do it.

Did you tell him it was for college?

Yeah, he knows it's a student loan. That's not the problem.

The only way the bank's going to give you $30 ,000 is if your parents co

So, uh, let me get the forms for you.

Evan, come on.

The old man's showing me the vault.

What's up?

I'm busy. What do you want?

Let me ask you a question.

Do you mean what you said before?

About you being a chicken shit?

Yeah. Come on, man. No, I'm talking about distracting the guard.

Yeah, and you're a fucking idiot for not doing it.

All I gotta do is, uh, act like a customer, right?

I'm not gonna wear a mask or wave a gun around or any of that shit.

Customers usually don't have guns and masks, Bri.

All right.

I'm in.

Unfortunately, uh, there's a limited time limit.

Shit, dude. I said I'd do it.

All right.

But, uh, less grit means less pay.

All I need is $30 ,000.

You can have more than that.

I don't want more.

Fine by me.

All right.

All right.

Every Thursday at 11, the money gets delivered.

It stays overnight, and then they bring it to all the banks in the morning.

I'd say we take the cash off the truck.

No way. Those guys aren't fucking around.

They got guns, and they'll use them.

Yeah, but what about the armed guard inside, dude?

If you take him a look at him... Yeah, old geezer ain't gonna try to be no

Well, if I show some tit, he'll probably drop dead.

You could show me some tit. Hey.

Just you, geezer.

Don, you got that?

That's him.

Who?

That's Daddy.

My stepdad.

That's too bad, dude.

You're just one dad away from being good looking.

That's pretty fucking funny, isn't it?

Relax. Just blowing some smoke up your ass.

The dickhead doesn't even know how hard he's about to get fucked.

What's the matter? You take away your Barbie?

Let's just say my mom went in there one day and he's the one that made the

deposit, okay?

Don't you get a toaster for something like that?

20 minutes, just like I said.

That collect 20 minutes to you?

21, whatever.

Yeah, well, the last one was 19, and the one before that was 20.

Come on, precision planning is everything.

Let's go.

Precision.

Shit.

Who's got money for gas?

Pretty fucking precise.

Hey, shut the fuck up.

All right, you just tell Cuzz it's a desert storm, right?

Relax. We're in the camp of the ship. Don't worry.

We're going to tell you to spend that money.

Get unmarked, Phil!

Yeah!

Talk to him.

That looks good.

I know. We take fifth driving only stopping for gas.

Let's take this to San Diego, and from there we cross into Mexico.

Live like humans.

No, wait a minute. Why are you marking the top of it like that?

I don't know. See, we leave this in the getaway car.

Those cops are completely off track.

Baby.

Okay, 3 o 'clock. Mom, we've done this like 40 times.

No, he's absolutely right. We've got to do it again.

Okay, 3 o 'clock.

I walk into the bank. I ask the guard to show me which teller does the new

accounts. What's next?

I walk into the bank, and I show the security guard my ass.

Come on, what's next? I back you up while you disarm the security guard.

All right.

305.

You're in the vault, me and Laura stand guard.

Okay, 312.

I then go in and show the tellers my ass.

Come on, 312.

We get out of there, we get the hell out of there, no matter what.

15, we switch cars. 320, we dash, rise, cut by the track. Okay, and when we hear

this...

Come on, 325.

What?

I just want to have this fucking town forever.

All right.

I'm telling you, we should go to a parking lot.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. That chick's out right here, right here, right here!

Stop!

How you doing? Good.

I've got a question you can help me out with. Fire away.

Did you breathe? I'd blow your head off.

Get down! Get down!

Get down!

Get down! Get down! Get down! Get down! Get down!

Get down! Get down! Get down!

Get down!

Get down!

All right, which one is he? That's him right there. All right, let's go, old

man. The keys. Come on. Fork the move.

But in 12 seconds, you get it right in the limousine. Paper. Give me the

paper.

Come on, man. Read it to me. 10 seconds.

4TF. Faster.

5 seconds. Hurry up. 81.

4. 81. 3.

2. 5.

What?

I know.

Fucking intense.

Bad.

All right, Bondi, move.

I said move!

It's a debt!

Come on, lose cash. Lose cash!

We're in the money.

We're in the money. Come on.

Hurry

up.

Can I put up?

Okay.

You got

it, baby. We got it all.

Let's do the drawers, man.

How do you open them?

What the hell's going on, man?

Chill, come on.

The ridge looks fine.

What did you touch?

Nothing.

I'm sorry.

I hear another sound.

Even a goddamn fart, you're all dead.

Come on, one more drawer.

Go, boy.

Why don't you just get out of here?

Why don't you put a hole in your fucking head?

Wait.

Come on, now, let's get the fuck out of here.

Get your panties in a bunch.

but they're going to know something's up.

Let me answer it. You.

Move. Come on, move.

Move it.

You're going to answer the phone. Here we go.

No more trick.

No more trick.

Hello, Ridgewood Savings and Loan. Can I help you?

It's for you.

Oh, jeez, we're busted, damn it!

Put down your weapons and come on out.

I'm giving you one minute to do it.

Get down, get down, get down, get down!

Ricky left without us.

Fuck this thing.

You idiot, they can see you. Put your mask back on.

Oh, my God.

Evan?

I don't believe this.

We should have just left when I said.

You took them off, didn't you? No, I'm... You're full of shit.

You stay the hell away from here or I'm sending everyone home in a fucking body

bag. You don't come out of there. You're going to be in one of them. Right.

Close the blinds.

This does not look good.

Cold?

No.

This is... Flowers.

I'm allergic to them.

Hey, how about letting me go?

Letting you go?

Let you go down on me, maybe?

It came from inside the bank. Over.

You're wasting your time, huh?

I'll handle this.

Look, man, nobody wanted this to happen.

Pick up the phone while we're coming in.

What's with the shots?

Guard pulled a gun and tried to kill us.

Look, put him on the phone. I'll talk to him.

He can't.

He hurt his hand. He's getting it wrapped.

Anybody else hurt?

No.

Look, what do you say we talk? Figure something out here.

Talk.

All right.

Suppose you let me come in there and check things out.

What do you think we are, a bunch of fucking morons?

No, I don't think you're a bunch of morons.

Look, I won't be carrying a weapon.

I just want to make sure everything's okay.

Look, you cocksucker, the answer's no! What are you doing?

Who said that?

Call us back.

Think Morty's dead?

What the hell, Bri?

Marty, listen to me.

All right?

There's no way we can get out of this.

And you're making it worse.

Look, there is a way out.

No, there's not.

I think we just give up.

The sooner the better, if you ask me.

Gee, why don't we just take a vote?

If you give up, you'll probably only get a few years.

Yeah?

How about him?

What's he looking at?

Yeah.

Fucking life.

I'm not going to jail, man.

Nobody has to.

We tell them to give us a helicopter.

A helicopter?

Come on, Craig! Hear me out.

We get a helicopter to take us to the airport.

From there, we get on a jet.

What kind?

I don't know.

What fucking difference does it make?

We get the fuck out of this country.

To Tahiti?

Sounds good to me.

I don't like helicopters.

They're always crashing, man.

Stay behind, you fat fuck.

Just saying. They always go down, okay?

The hell?

Look,

I know this can work.

I know it can.

If we're your collateral, they've got to see us.

You people are getting on my nerves.

I got a Polaroid in my desk.

him in the vault.

Come on. Everyone in the vault now.

Everyone in the vault now.

Nice feet.

Shut up.

What?

Do you want to go to jail, Brian?

What's your Big fucking plan.

Exactly.

All right, man.

Please, I cannot be in confined spaces.

Come on,

baby, put them on him.

Make him look like a movie star.

Come here.

You're going to have to hold right here.

I'll give it something to hold. Here, take his hand and come here, come here.

Make sure you get that shoulder.

You have to hold him.

Hold his hand up higher.

It's good enough for you?

Come here, you get in. Just take it.

Everybody, okay?

All right.

Everyone say, money.

Money.

So much for Mexico.

Screw it.

Water ain't no good down there anyways.

Evan, did you ever think what this will do to your father?

I don't give a shit.

He's not my real dad.

He still cares for you.

Yeah, real caring.

That's why he was banging my mom before my dad was even dead six months.

Well, how long should they have waited?

Longer. Yo!

Say fucking social out.

Heard him. Shut the fuck up.

You kids about ready to give up?

You don't sound too good, Chef.

Maybe you ought to give up.

Yeah, well, I figure it won't be much longer now.

We figured wrong.

I took a picture for you.

Seven hostages very much alive.

Who will stay alive as long as you meet our demands.

Do you hear what I'm telling you?

I'll need to see that picture.

One of us will bring it out to you.

Right.

You try anything, and we will waste everyone in here.

I know.

Good luck.

Fine. Here.

I feel safer without it.

Don't fuck up.

Relax. Put him down.

Put him down.

Something tells me you aren't the ball buster on the phone.

You know, this would go a lot easier if I had a name to call you.

A first name at least?

Mike.

Okay, Mike.

How about your three friends inside?

Who said anything about three?

Okay, how many are there?

More.

More? Well, how many of you does it take to rob a bank?

Look, I'm not telling you how many there are, and I'm not giving you names

either, all right?

Okay.

Why don't you show me the picture?

Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa! What are you doing?

Kid's showing me a picture. Put him down!

It's all right, Mike.

Look, we want a helicopter, all right?

Good luck. I've been trying to get one for the department for ten years.

I'm not done.

It's got to be the military kind, so it can hold all of us.

Maybe you should be writing this down.

I'm listening.

The chopper will take us to a fully -fueled twin -engine Lear with a pilot.

And you make it 15 chutes inside, all right?

And would you care for an aisle or a window seat?

This ain't a fucking joke, man. Like hell it ain't, son!

You got a brain or are you just a messenger boy?

Just get working on it. Now.

Use your head!

For Christ's sakes, use your head! Mike!

I'll make some calls.

What do you want?

Can you tell us how many people are inside?

What do you say, man?

I think he's going to deal.

He's going to deal?

I think so, yeah.

I told you so. It's all you, man. It's all you.

You remember those kids we busted a couple of years back for blowing up

mailboxes? Yeah.

Wasn't he one of them?

I think you're right.

Pull the file on that case.

I want to find out who the rest of the kids were.

Steven.

You're in my way.

Excuse me, but I'm here to assist.

Good. Coffee. Two sugars.

Special Agent Rickman. Henry Rickman.

FBI.

Oh.

I'm Sheriff Jack Larrabee. I would prefer not to catch you cold.

It's not a cold. It's an allergy. It's very perceptive of you. Hey, why don't

wait and compliment each other when the job's done?

I'll take that.

So, is there some sort of special FBI procedure or something we can help you

with? Yeah, coffee.

Black.

What are you doing, man?

Check it out.

Look at me, man.

Look at me.

It's just like Rambo, huh?

Can you keep it?

You're a little thick son of a bitch.

So, this is our Mike. His real name's Brian Parker. He was arrested along with

these others for blowing up mailboxes with M -80s.

Now, these two have been in and out of Juvie Hall half a dozen times together.

Illegal firearms theft, assault, vandalism, you name it.

What, are you planning on writing a book?

No, no, it, uh, helps me detect a pattern.

Rooftop squad in position.

Go ahead.

I've got suspect in view.

Over.

Take him out.

You mean kill him?

Yes, kill him. They got the whole damn bank held hostage.

Wait a minute. You can't... Hey, Sheriff.

This is a bank robbery.

It's a federal matter.

You're not killing a bunch of local kids.

Take them out.

All right, gentlemen, listen up. This is not a drill.

I repeat, not a drill.

Lock in on your target.

We lost the shot. Somebody close the blinds. Repeat, we lost the shot.

Never mind the blinds. I'm just trying to keep this thing from getting out of

hand.

Who are you talking to?

Hey! Hello?

Chef!

You called me.

You, uh... You warned them, didn't you?

Like I said, you can't just waltz in here.

And kill a bunch of local kids so you can catch the red -eye to wherever it is

you're from.

Now, we're supposed to work together. I suggest we start. Stevens.

Good job, Stevens.

Now, what about these patterns?

Something's going on, man.

Why'd you tell us to close the blinds?

Huh? I don't know.

We better come through quick.

This really sucks.

Yeah.

That's just too goddamn bad, isn't it?

You got what we asked for?

Guys.

Yo, yo, it's me.

Marco. I don't want to make light of this or anything, but you guys are all

the TV.

That's because you left without us, you pussy.

What? You're tracing this?

What are you talking...

There were cops everywhere.

You dicked us.

You should have just hopped. We would have come running.

I swear to God, if we go down, you go down. I don't care how long it takes.

What do you think I was supposed to do?

Hey, we got to keep this line clear.

I did the best I fucking could, okay?

Tell him to go to hell.

We got to get off.

Hang up.

You should have hopped.

Didn't get it.

A standoff between police and what we understand to be a group of teenagers.

This was the theme some 40 minutes ago when one of the suspects emerged from

inside.

He's an unarmed white male in his late teens, early 20s, who spoke briefly with

Ridgewood Sheriff Jack Larrabee. Now, the suspect handed the sheriff a

photograph, which we're still working on getting access to. The sheriff informed

the suspect that he would make some phone calls.

To whom or for what, we can only speculate.

Hold on.

I'm getting some updated information. The white male you see on your screen is

local resident of Ridgewood, Brian Parker.

Now, we're checking to see if he has any... Should have fucking honked, man.

Should have fucking honked. Yeah, right. Like, this is my fucking responsibility

because they're idiots.

I should have honked. They're trying to blame this whole fucking thing on me.

I'll show them.

I'll fucking show them.

Nobody does anything as long as that boy's got a weapon to his head. Put your

fucking gun down.

Watch your head.

It's going to be on your fucking shirt. Put your fucking gun down. You too.

I'm going to fucking kill myself right in front of you. You ever seen a brain

get blown out? Boom.

Fuck. Gone, man.

What are you looking at?

What are you fucking looking at? Watch yourself.

Back you.

Come on. Let's go. Get the fuck out of here.

Come on.

What the hell is he doing?

He's got to be wasted, man.

What the fuck is wrong with you? Come on!

What the fuck is wrong with you?

Watch yourself. Watch your fucking self. Who the fuck are you looking at?

Who the fuck are you looking at? You got a problem? Hey! Hey!

Fuck!

to do nothing. Fuck! Now they're to get out of my sight.

Go on, get out of my sight!

Sit down.

I don't feel like sitting down.

You want me to knock you down?

Back off.

You got such pretty eyes.

Yeah, and don't be coming back, all right?

They got you too, huh?

Yeah? What are you in for?

Check this out.

I stole some walks about a year ago, all right?

So now every time some asshole loses a dollar, they haul me in.

That fucking sucks.

Yeah.

How about you, man?

Oh, well, you see all these cops around everywhere?

Yeah.

That's me.

What?

You rob the bank?

Me and my friends.

Dude, that's bitchin', man.

Far out.

Yeah, totally.

Wow. All right.

All right.

Can you identify these people?

And can you tell me if they have any serious medical problems or any other

conditions or whatever we need to know? Yeah, I'll try to.

Where are your friends now, man?

Still inside.

How many?

One. Derek Black?

No, no, no, wait.

Two.

No.

Thirty.

Seventy -five.

Cop. Get the fuck out of here, prick.

Derek! Derek!

You know what I think?

I think you planned this whole thing yourself.

You know what I think? I think you need to return those clothes to Motley Crue

before they get really pissed.

You know, I don't think you didn't have the balls to do this yourself. You

suckered your friends into doing what you weren't man enough to do. Well, you

don't have the balls to put on a cop uniform because somebody's going to

your fucking ass.

Henry, Henry, take it easy.

You boys are making a big mistake. The man you need to talk to is that guy

there in the blue suit.

What do we want to talk to him?

Well, if he wasn't such a stupid asshole, he wouldn't have left the

to the bank laying around so that his son could find them and map out this

thing.

Check it out.

I love it.

Cute outfit. Nice ass.

Why aren't your people moving in, Sheriff?

It's too risky right now.

There are more of you than them.

Does your son have access to blueprints or security codes to the bank?

How do you know I have a son?

Because we think he's in the bank.

What are you talking about? He's not in there.

He's not a hostage.

Did he have access to blueprints or security codes?

I gotta get out of here.

I gotta get out of here. Yeah, we're working on it, all right?

No. No.

I gotta get out of the vault.

I gotta get out of the vault! I gotta get out of the vault!

Shh, shh, shh. He can't breathe.

Yeah, well, everyone else can. What the fuck's his problem?

He's pissed. You gotta shut up.

Look at him. Talk to him. Look at him. He's a freak.

What's the matter with him?

He's claustrophobic.

I think you should take him out.

How about getting them some water?

He's going for my gun!

No.

I just wanted some water.

I gotta talk to the sheriff.

I said get me the sheriff!

Uh, sheriff, you better come out here, over.

You trying to screw us? No, I'm not.

I've been dealing straight with you.

Which is more than I can say for you, Brian.

I know about your four friends inside, too. Craig, Bullet, Evan, and Laura.

You're trying to screw us. No, you're trying to screw yourself. Listen to me,

man. Just listen.

Things are getting crazy in there.

How so?

Like out of control crazy, all right? Now just cut the Columbo act and get

fucking moving.

Your mother?

Let her through!

He's a good boy.

He's always been such a good boy.

Go home, Ma.

It's our fault.

He just didn't want to work with his father. He was feeling real pressured,

weren't you, Brian? Ma!

We're going to get you a good lawyer, honey. It's going to be okay, Brian. I

convinced your father.

I'm not giving up.

You know what you're saying?

I do.

Those friends of yours, isn't it, Brian?

Get her out of here. Get her out of here! I think that you're brainwashed!

You're coming with me!

Let go of me! Let go!

No!

I don't go back inside.

People are going to die.

Do you understand that?

Oh, Connie, please just talk to your father, okay?

He's right back there. Please come talk to him.

Mom, you look.

I'm a loser. Do you understand that?

No. Yes.

You take dad.

You go home.

What are you waiting for? Get her out of here. Come on, Brian. Please, Brian.

He needs a couple more minutes.

That's bullshit, man.

It's stolen.

You see?

Try to be nice.

Those pricks just don't understand.

It's probably just a while longer. Don't go crazy, all right?

Negative.

We gotta fill them with theory.

Okay, man.

Getting things rolling now.

Ridgewood Savings and Loan. How can I help you?

I told you to sit tight.

No. I'm calling the shots.

Look, let me talk to Brian.

He don't want to talk to no Barney Fife wannabe.

Oh, come on. For Christ's sakes, we're getting you everything you asked for.

You got 15 minutes.

Well,

that's not enough time.

Then you're going to have another dead hostage on your head. Now, hold on. Come

on. No, you hold on.

We're going to kill one hostage every 15 minutes you're late.

You don't want to do that.

You kids aren't killers.

This guy's blind.

All right, I'm blind, but I'm not stupid.

I know Morty's been dead for some time now.

I'm guessing his dying was an accident.

Yeah, well, you're gonna have another accident in 14 minutes and 33 seconds,

okay?

That ain't gonna happen.

The sheriff's gonna come through, all right?

Relax.

I need you to do me a favor.

No.

I need you to talk to Laura for me.

How you doing?

Let me guess.

He sent you, right?

Yeah, he did.

Just go away.

I think things are really bad.

I think they're just as screwed up as you do.

I keep thinking, um... How can

this work, you know, Bri?

Yeah.

How can we get away?

We can't.

We can't do it.

And that's why we gotta give up.

Give me this.

What are you doing?

Real quietly.

Open the chamber on that.

Good.

Now you take that.

You're going to switch with Craig's gun.

Now we're going to do bullets.

And, Evan, you don't worry about him.

I'd do it myself.

But they'd wonder why I had a weapon.

I don't know, Brian.

We can do it.

It's the only way now.

Check it out. It's your old man.

Shit ain't got shit.

That's it. I'm going here and out the fucking other.

Don't you think your serving time for armed robbery influenced your son to rob

the bank?

Wait a minute.

You say I made him rob that fucking bank?

That's it.

Interview's over. Turn off the camera.

I said turn off the fucking camera!

Fucking asshole.

You want to apologize?

You had lost.

Well?

Yeah. Sorry you made me hit you.

Doesn't sound like much of an apology, Craig.

So, which one are we going to whack first?

Hasn't been 15 minutes yet.

Never good to do things at the last second.

Fuck

on it.

Suck on this fucking gun.

Open your mouth.

Please. You're alone.

Suck on it.

Suck.

Love it.

You got that pretty red hair all over.

Thanks for the tip.

Anybody else got any goodies for me?

What about you?

No. You got some goodies for me?

I think that you do.

No, don't.

No.

Stop. Please.

No. No. Do not fight me.

You're supposed to be watching her. Come on.

Get the fuck out of my way.

No. No. Get up.

Oh, no.

No.

Open the door. Open the door.

What the hell is he doing?

Wait a minute.

Wait a minute.

Where are you going with my

gun?

Craig, he needs you.

Put her in the vault.

What? Yeah, we can't trust her no more.

911's got what they believe to be one of the hostages on the line. On line

three.

Hello?

I'm here.

Can I have your name?

Ma 'am.

I'm in the ladies' room. I only got like a minute.

Okay, can you tell me where the rest of the hostages are being held?

In the vault.

Pam.

Pam, listen to me.

This is Henry Rickman. I'm with the FBI.

Listen very carefully.

This is what I want you to do.

Time's up.

Get her out of there.

Now!

I gotta go.

Okay, let's pick a number between one and five.

Starting...

Five. Your turn.

Two.

You sure about that?

Okay.

Five. Somebody said that.

Idiot.

You know, for a bank manager, you're not too good with numbers.

He made a mistake.

You know, you seem to have an answer to everything.

Don't you?

Your turn.

Then three.

Hey, all right. We got a winner.

Let's go.

Let's go.

Take me instead.

That's real brave of you.

Sit down.

Let's go.

No. No.

No. No. No.

Did you get him, man? I'll save you in your life. Not like this.

Please, no.

Don't.

Please.

Okay.

We don't kill her.

Bring her. Come on.

Get over here.

Let me see if the helicopter's out there.

Let me see if it's out there.

Do it.

No way.

You're either with us or you're against us.

Which one is it?

Nothing!

Put your hand on the gun!

Touch your nose.

Ten minutes. I'm just going to have to pick one of you.

Let me try.

Okay.

Bullet's head.

Pick your nose.

Dig in. Just go. Dig.

Bullets says you flap your arms.

Bullets says jump up and down.

Bullets says jump up and down and spin.

Bullets says faster.

Bullets says faster.

Stop.

Bullets says stop.

Schrader.

or time before they turn on you.

No, they won't.

You want to take that chance?

I don't have a choice.

What if you did?

What if there was a way to... You're not supposed to be talking. What if this

could all end and you didn't have to go to jail?

How?

I might have a way, but I gotta know if you're interested.

I'm listening.

Okay, here they are.

Pam, it's Rickman.

Tell us what's going on in there.

I'm with the others. I've got Evan here. He wants to help. All right.

Hello?

Evan, you know, listen up. We don't have much time, all right? You need to

isolate and secure yourself from the gunman.

You're not talking to one of your agents. You're talking to a kid.

Hello.

Evan.

Okay.

Evan, you're doing a brave thing here, man. You can do it, all right?

Just hang in there.

Okay, so first, you gotta get away from the gunman.

Where's my chopper?

It's in the air.

It won't be long now.

We're going to land it across the street in the bookstore parking lot.

Let me check. See where the chopper is.

Hold on.

You there?

Yeah. The chopper's coming in now.

You did it.

You won.

Wait!

All right, we're in.

Hello?

Hello?

Line's dead.

Well, are they in?

I don't know.

Everybody, hold your positions.

Hold your positions.

There's some kind of interference.

Hello? The door.

What's going on?

What the hell are you doing?

Huh? No!

Evan?

Evan, are you there?

Evan? Are you there?

Answer me, Evan!

No.

Okay, listen.

We got your helicopter. It's gonna be here in three minutes, all right?

Yeah, well, that's three minutes.

There's plan B, boys. We're moving in.

Run.

Come on, run!

Hey, where is she?

Don't give me that shit!

Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Hey, Henry, what's the problem? It's the girl.

She's gone.

And so is the money.

Where's Laura?

I don't know.

Wait a second, I'm not done with him yet.