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REPORTER #1: Violence filled the streets

as the mayor declared martial law today,

naming Detroit as the most dangerous city in America.

MAN: The housing project has been sealed off

from the rest of the city.

REPORTER #2: The homicide rate is at its highest in 40 years.

Community activists fear the projects,

known as Brick Mansions,

will become a no-go zone, no-go zone.

REPORTER #3: More protesting of the construction

of the 40-foot wall that will separate Brick Mansions

from the rest of the city.

REPORTER #4: Police checkpoints will monitor all movement

in and out of Brick Mansions.

MAN: Gentlemen...

this development is a beacon of light in our dark city.

Eco-friendly residences, exclusive shops and offices.

All situated on 20 acres of the most valuable property

that this city owns.

Now, with your cooperation and your backing,

we can restore Detroit to its former glory.

Mr. Mayor, this land is currently

the Brick Mansions housing projects.

In order for this to go up, that has to come down.

Yes.

What future do you envision

for the people currently living there?

Well, as your mayor

I can assure you that all the people of this fine city

will be taken care of.

Gentlemen, to the future.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(TIRES SQUEAL) Yo, yo, yo.

- Sup, Killa? - Check that shit out.

(MOTORCYCLE APPROACHES)

What's cookin', my brothers?

Yeah, you best keep on rollin', dawg.

Yo, whatcha doing here, K2?

Come on now, why the hatin'?

I'm looking for Lino.

He's got something for me.

- Lino ain't here. - Nah.

I'm gonna bet Lino's up there right now,

thinking he can change the ghetto 20 kilos at a time.

I bet yo ass ain't gonna find out.

- Whoa! - (CLICK)

I'm gonna leave you my number.

And when Mr. Clean comes back

you tell him to give me a call.

(CHUCKLES)

Come on, K2--

Pull them up. Bring them up.

♪ So what the business is, Lady, who you came with?

♪ I can tell what you drinkin' by readin' your body language

♪ So distinguished, and her walk's the meanest

♪ I mean mean this, simply pure, dreamless

♪ Watching every detail as my thoughts keep derailing

♪ Features so exotic erotic, I stay cool still

♪ Couple Saks Fifth bags and a perfume potent I

K2: Catch him, man! Come on!

(ALL GASP)

Y'all know where Lino stay at?

- Yes! - Come on!

Where?

Right! Right!

K2 (IN DISTANCE): Lino...

Right. Down the hallway. Last door.

K2: I'm coming to get you.

Knock this damn door down.

On my count.

(GUNS COCKING)

K2: One...

Two...

(GRUNTS, YELLING)

K2: Move! Catch that little bitch.

Lock this piece-of-shit building down.

Ahh!

- She is cute. - She got a great ass.

I know. Whatever, man.

Hi, kids.

Hey, Lino.

(GLASS CLATTERING)

(GRUNTS)

Ah, hell no!

Tremaine's gonna slice both y'all.

- What do we do? - Who's "we?"

I'm gonna kill this motha--!

MAN: Come here!

Get him!

(COUPLE EXCLAIM)

- (TASER CLICK) - Aah!

He's on the roof.

Aah!

Hiyah!

Ahh!

Ahh!

MAN #1: What's going on? MAN #2: What's going on?

Aah!

Come here!

(POLICE SIRENS IN DISTANCE)

(THE HEAVY: "SHORT CHANGE HERO")

♪ I can't see where you're coming from

♪ I know just what you're runnin' from

♪ And what matters ain't the who's baddest...

WOMAN: Damien, you forgot me.

DAMIEN: No, I was just doing some overtime at work.

♪ But I love you like the way I love you... ♪

(RESTAURANT CHATTER)

MAN: How much do you need?

Okay. Well, we'll see what we can do.

But never call my cellular phone again.

Who gave K2 my number?

Mr. George, I'm sorry. I didn't know.

Where was I?

K2 calling.

K2 loses a package.

Needs another 20 before Tremaine flips out.

Best part? Heh. He wants it delivered.

(LAUGHTER)

Guess where? Brick Mansions.

Now who wants to venture into that shithole

on a Friday night? Heh.

I would.

Think you can handle it?

I handle what needs handling.

(LIGHTER CLICKS)

All right.

(INDISTINCT TALKING IN DISTANCE)

You know, my momma be turning in her grave

if she seen me adding this much hot pepper

to her curry goat recipe.

You know what I appreciate most about my mother's recipe?

You get the right ingredients...

you can never go wrong.

(CLOSES urn)

Which leads me to this morning, K2.

I believe you had the right ingredients

and clear instructions.

Bring back Lino and my 20 kilos

that he jacked from you.

Yet here we are.

No Lino. No kilos.

Look, Big Dawg. Me and Rayzah, you know.

Don't you go blaming this on no woman, dawg!

That's five of my men

died today because of your little shit show.

That's five more funerals.

Five more severance packages I gotta send out.

(GROANING) Now tell me, nigga.

Why shouldn't I make it six?

Why shouldn't I make it six?

Now, I pay good money for the service around here.

I need some good ideas.

You got any good ideas?

How about you, Smiley? Any ideas?

No, sir.

And that's six funerals. Shall I make it seven?

Hold up. Hold up. Hold up.

Lino got a girl. Back in the day,

he helped her get out of the hood.

We grab that bitch, and I swear he's gonna come around.

You know where she's at?

Yeah. We know where she at.

Don't come back here without her.

Yo. Trust me, man.

All right.

(RADIO CHATTER)

That's him. George the Greek.

How long will you have been with me now, Damien, a year?

Yeah, about that.

It's a good time for you to see what we're all about.

Where are you going? Go park the car in the back.

Cheng, how's it going?

(SPEAKING CHINESE)

You kill me, Cheng. You kill me.

Damien, Cheng. Cheng, Damien.

(SPEAKING CHINESE)

Hm.

You're a man of many talents.

I try--

(RADIO CHATTER CONTINUES)

Cheng, you have some change for me?

Cool.

MAN (OVER RADIO): All teams, they've gone underground.

(BEEP, WHIR)

You ever been to Southeast Asia, Damien?

No, I've never been there.

(BEEPS)

He's found the stash.

GEORGE: Hey, prep me 20 ki. Twenty. It's a rush.

In Southeast Asia, the poppies grow

by the side of the road,

which is why the dope there is worth shit.

But every time it crosses a border, it triples in value.

It used to be that by the time it got to the States,

there was only so much profit you could squeeze.

And then we got Brick Mansions.

Our very own border,

and it's less than a mile away.

I went to a business school.

The best business school in the world.

Four years. Half a million bucks.

You just have to remember one thing.

People pay the most for what they cannot get.

Can I have that GPS?

The routes are pre-programmed.

Don't lose it.

MAN: Hey, boss, take a look at this.

How the hell did they know we're here?

How did they know we are here?

We weren't supposed to be here.

No one knows we're here

unless that person is already here.

(TAPPING)

Damien, you take this. Take them out.

In the sewers! Let's go! Let's go!

Go to the mono marker. Come up clean!

(BEEPING)

All teams go!

(SIREN BLARES)

Damien, follow me.

Yeah, you're right.

- Put it down! - What the hell are you doing?

Nobody move.

Those are my friends outside. And you're all under arrest.

Now, I want you all to put your guns in the tank.

(GUNSHOT)

Put them in the tank!

Get down on the ground. Wait for my friends to arrive.

(GUNSHOT, GRUNT)

(SIRENS CONTINUE)

MAN #1: Let's move! Let's go!

MAN #2: Go! Go! Go! Go!

(DAMIEN GRUNTS)

Okay. Get this bastard off my car!

(TIRES SQUEAL)

(HORNS HONKING)

Faster!

(HONKING)

No!

(DAMIEN GRUNTING)

Damn, this kid is determined.

Do you have anything stronger?

I like it.

Keep it steady.

Shit!

I got him! What the--!

(GROANING)

(GRUNTING)

(SIREN BLARING, HORN HONKING)

Shit!

Aah!

(RADIATOR HISSES)

Get out of the car! Get out of the car now!

That's George the Greek. Check your most wanted list.

Get out of the car now!

I'm Detective Collier. Undercover narcotics.

- Show us your ID. - Sure.

Whoo!

DAMIEN: You're next.

(MILITARY RADIO CHATTER)

ID, please.

You're all right. I'll take over.

How long do you need?

One hour tops.

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYS)

Here you go, Sam.

Thank you, Lola.

Enjoy.

Can I help you, ma'am?

Lola.

(PANTING)

Ahh.

(VEHICLE APPROACHING)

Grandpa, what was our deal?

One a day.

Well, what's all that down there on the ground?

Come on. How many pleasures I got left, huh?

I can't even enjoy reading my paper.

Explain this to me.

He's a bad guy, and we took him down.

Most of what you read in here is blown out of proportion.

You can't believe everything that you read.

Like where it says:

"The unidentified undercover,

hanging on at 80 miles an hour..."

Exaggeration.

"Over 300 rounds fired."

It was like a hundred rounds. Maybe.

I am so close to taking down Tremaine.

So close to making him pay.

Revenge and justice are not the same thing.

And your grandmother is gone.

Your father is gone.

You are all I've got left.

And I'm going to be around for a very long time

because I'm a very healthy old man, okay?

All right, so here's the deal.

I'll get this one last scumbag.

Okay.

And you keep these to one a day.

Ah. Ha.

I'll cut these out altogether right now

and you forget about going after that last scumbag.

Yeah.

(TAPS CIGARETTE)

Just like I thought.

(HIP HOP MUSIC PLAYS)

♪ For your city

♪ FTC

Move, bitch.

♪ Again let me promise ♪

(WHISTLES, CATCALLS)

MAN: What you lookin' at fool?

(RAT SQUEALS, LOLA SHRIEKS)

(CATCALLS CONTINUE)

Get your ass back.

LOLA: Mm.

Mm. (CHUCKLES)

You Latina? Where you from?

Mexico, Brazil?

(WHIMPERS)

TREMAINE: What's going on here, Rayzah?

Nothing.

Me and homegirl gonna chill later.

Let me get down to business.

Lola, please.

What do you want?

Your boyfriend.

I don't have a boyfriend.

What, you and old Lino broke up?

Ain't seen him in years.

That's not what I heard.

Really? Well, I guess you'll just have

to add me to the list then.

And what list is that?

The list of people

who don't give a shit about what you heard.

Oh, that's cute.

You listen to this.

TREMAINE: I suggest we get along.

Because your pretty ass ain't going nowhere

until Lino shows up.

(GUNS COCKING)

Hey, Lola.

Lino, what the hell are you doing?

If you're going to be mad, I can go.

This is some bullshit, I know it.

Can you two work out your relationship issues

when he don't got a gun to my throat?

Him having a gun to your throat is the issue

with our relationship.

(SIGHS) Everybody, just cool down.

Should I take the shot?

Nigga you should get this .45 against my neck.

Move!

You too.

Tell Thyroid Gland to step off.

Ease back. Back!

Let's negotiate.

Talk is cheaper than blood, man.

Stop selling dope in the neighborhood.

End of negotiation.

TREMAINE: Don't shoot! Let this mad man through.

One-time offer, Lino.

I forget about the 20 ki's.

Let you go back to your pretty tower, live in peace.

And we stay out of each other's business.

Not good enough.

How far are we gonna walk

before one of these niggas put a shot in your back?

- Maybe you get hit. - Back!

Maybe I get hit. Maybe we all die.

Maybe your pretty girl get hit.

Back off!

TREMAINE: My boys. They are going to kill you, Frenchy.

Then go back and burn down

your pretty bumbaclot building to the ground!

And for what, huh?!

There ain't no more heroes around here, Lino.

I'm not so sure about that.

Come on, you son of a bitch!

Move!

Unreal.

MAN: He's locked the door from the outside.

Useless, all of you!

(ELEVATOR WHIRRS)

Open the door.

Thyroid Gland's a little sensitive about his weight.

Get out!

Aah!

(GUNS COCKING)

Not my Mustang, Lino. That's my baby.

Keys!

TREMAINE: Son of a bitch!

- Get back! - Baby, you drive.

You scratch my whip, woman, you gonna regret it.

Shut up.

- In the back. - Man, I'm six feet three.

I can't fit back there.

You're about to get a couple of inches shorter.

(TIRES SQUEAL)

We're going in on these bitches!

Shoot the tires! Shoot!

(GEARS CHANGING)

TREMAINE: You crazy, woman?!

You know how much a transmission in one of these costs?!

I'll take care of it. I promise.

TREMAINE: There's no place out of here, Lino.

Just let me out. You can keep the damn car.

Always negotiating, huh?

MAN #1: Stay right there!

(ALARM BLARING)

MAN #1: Open that door!

MAN #2: Drop it! Drop the weapon!

Don't shoot. Don't shoot!

Get back. Get out of the car!

LOLA: We're here to see your captain. Don't shoot.

LINO: Get back! LOLA: Stay cool!

(MILITARY RADIO CHATTER)

LOLA: Move!

This is Tremaine Alexander.

I'm sure you know him.

Yes, we know him.

Put your gun down, son.

K2: Nobody move.

Everybody stay cool.

Put your gun down, son. Give me your weapon.

You did good.

Lock him up! What?

Wait! What the hell are you doing?!

LINO: Get your hands off of me. Let me out of here!

Hey! Hey!

Sons of bitches! Let me out!

Hey, Mike. How's that new house you got?

Never mind. Get out of here, Tremaine.

Guess my donation's been coming in handy, huh?

Come on, Miss Lola.

I ain't going anywhere with you.

Tremaine! You son of a bitch!

LOLA: Lino! I'll kill you!

Let me go!

It's all politics, Lino. I'm a politician.

(KISSES) (Test la vie.

LING: No! Open the door! Open this door now!

- You can go. - Yes, sir.

You gave her to those animals, you dirty piece of shit!

Sorry, son. Way of the world.

Aah!

(PHONE RINGS IN DISTANCE)

Detective Collier? The mayor's ready to see you.

Detective, come in.

Detective Collier, Tom Berringer.

I was on the force with your dad.

Nice to meet you.

The Collier family has

a distinguished history with the city.

Damien's father led the last police raid into Brick Mansions.

His unfortunate death pushed legislation

for us to erect the border. He was a hero.

From what I hear you're a lot like him.

Thank you.

MAN: We've been made to understand that you have

somewhat of an expertise in terms of that neighborhood.

Yeah, I know it pretty well. And who are we?

Major Reno. U.S. Army.

- Pleasure. - MAYOR: Detective,

there's a situation that demands

the best of the best.

RENO: Last night, a government transport traveling at a time

and route with minimal civilian traffic was hijacked.

What were they transporting?

NAD. Neutron assisted device. A neutron bomb.

We prefer the word "device."

Bomb has such negative connotations.

The device was fitted with an anti-theft mechanism

which is triggered...

(HISSES)

if the case should be opened the wrong way.

(BEEPING)

COMPUTER: Device activated.

What the fuck?

We need you to infiltrate, locate the device,

and contact us for the code to disarm it.

No, it can't be done. It would take time, planning.

We don't know where it's at. We don't know who has it.

We know where. Brick Mansions.

And we know who.

MAYOR: That's Tremaine Alexander,

ex-soldier turned illegal arms dealer.

He used military-grade weapons to unite the gangs

and take over the city's drug trade.

Rules with an iron fist.

I've spent my entire career trying to take down Tremaine.

But he never leaves Brick Mansions

and there's checkpoints everywhere.

You know the routes around them.

DAMIEN: Yeah, but then what?

You have no intel inside. No eyes.

We have your eyes.

Lino Dupree. French Caribbean expat.

Spent most of his adult life in Brick Mansions.

Knows it like the back of his hand.

So the best idea you could come up with

was to send me into this shit with a convict as my partner?

Yeah. And you got ten hours, detective.

What's he locked up for anyway?

(CLEARS THROAT)

Killed a cop.

(HELICOPTER FLYING OVERHEAD)

(BUZZER)

Dupree, let's go. Transfer.

(BUZZER)

(BUZZER)

MAN: Get in the van.

Unh.

Get in!

I'll be back.

(IGNITION ALARM RINGS)

Thanks.

Yeah, have a good day.

Hey! Hey. Wait! I need this van.

You kidding me? Who do you think you are, man?

You trying to jack me? Is that what you're trying to do?

My Van!

I don't think so.

This is my van.

Really?

This is my van.

But if you want a lift, hurry up.

The bus is leaving.

COMPUTER: Recalculating itinerary.

LINO: Where are we headed? Brick Mansions.

There is no way you could drive this van past the barricades.

Two minutes ago we were handcuffed

and in the back of this thing.

Why's a guy like you going to Brick Mansions?

I'm after Tremaine Alexander. He killed a friend of mine.

The same asshole kidnapped my girlfriend.

Ex-girlfriend.

Sounds like we got something in common.

How do you plan to get inside?

There's an old smuggling route.

COMPUTER: Take a right at fifty meters.

(POLICE SIREN CHIRPS, BLARES)

Better buckle up.

- I prefer to be free. - Suit yourself.

We could lose 'em by the east wall.

(TIRES SQUEAL)

That's the checkpoint.

Maybe we should just pray that this GPS is right.

COMPUTER: Wrong direction. Please make a U-turn now.

Oh, shit!

MAN (THROUGH PA): Stop your vehicle now!

I repeat, stop your vehicle now!

LINO: Whoa! Whoa! What are you doing? Are you crazy?

You need to trust me, man!

- Aah! - Aah!

Ah, shit.

God, I can't see shit.

Shit.

Oh wait, the steering's gone.

Brakes are gone!

And now we're gone.

Aah!

(CHICKENS CLUCKING)

Shit.

Old smuggling route, huh?

Yeah.

We got to get the hell out of here, man.

Not "we."

What the hell are you doing?

- You're a cop. - Are you crazy?

Come on. I can smell cops a mile away.

Hey, come on. You can't leave me like this. Come on!

Help me get out. What am I supposed to do?

Look in the police manual under "shit happens."

Yeah, that's really funny.

French asshole!

Heh.

Shit. This is your car, huh?

Hell yeah.

Brakes failed, man. So you get me out of here,

we'll sort this out.

Heh heh.

Your health about to fail you now.

Unh.

(MAN SCREAMING IN PAIN)

(GUNFIRE)

Shit!

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

You're dead, fool. You're dead. Look at you.

Yo, put that down. Tremaine. Put it down.

Que pasa, mamasita?

Hope you've been enjoying our accommodations.

I so don't miss this place.

Hey, look. You keep it cool with me,

I'll keep it cool with you.

I try to impress education on my boys over here,

but they're a different breed.

If they're not out capping niggas in the streets,

they're in some dark room, cappin' 'em on a video screen.

So I give 'em a job, you know.

At least they can feed their families.

Look, between me and you, I like Lino.

He has a cause. Even if it gets him killed.

People like you remind me why everyone hates us.

(SCOFFS) You and him are a lot alike.

I can see why y'all are together.

Separated.

Well, don't worry, mamasita, your hero will be here soon.

Oh, you didn't hear the good news?

Lino escaped.

I'm sure he's going to be coming here.

And I wouldn't want to be you all when he gets here.

Tremaine, we all good on the roof

if you want to head back over.

Rayzah here'll keep you company.

Yo, get your hands off my chips.

Damn! Oh, shit!

MAN: Move!

(GROANS)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

How'd you know I was a cop?

You don't belong here.

How'd you find me?

I put a bug in your pocket.

Cop tricks.

That's all you people have.

No, we have the law, which is something you don't care about.

The law means nothing without justice.

That's pretty high-minded

for somebody that killed a cop.

That cop was a corrupt piece of shit,

no better than Tremaine.

I'm here to find Tremaine.

I'm here to find him before a weapon he hijacked

kills everybody inside of Brick Mansions.

Probably didn't occur to you that somebody on the outside

could actually give a shit about

what happens in here, now, did it?

Not everybody out there is an asshole

just like not everybody in here is a junkie or a thief.

But you enjoy yourself.

And if I find your girlfriend,

I'll tell her you said," Hi."

They will shoot you and take your badge as a trophy.

At least I'll die trying,

which is a hell of a lot better

than sitting around bitching about how the world sucks.

If you're not bullshitting about that bomb

maybe I can save Lola before we all go down.

Heh.

And the first chance you get, what are you going to do?

You gonna put a bullet in the back of my head?

I could've killed you already.

So what's your plan?

- You got a phone? - Yeah.

(DIALING)

(RINGING)

Tremaine? It's Lino. I'm coming over.

So that's it? You just throw us in the lion's den?

Which no lion would ever expect.

This is going to be a lot of fun.

Not bad, right?

Uh-uh.

Uh-uh-uh.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Ooh la la, Lola.

Aah!

Aah!

Where are you going?!

Huh?

I knew you'd be fun to play with

from the second I saw you.

(GRUNTS)

(LOLA SCREAMS)

(GROANS)

I really love this game.

(PIANO NOTES PLAY)

You wanna act like a bitch?

Heel!

TREMAINE (OVER RADIO): Hey, Rayzah. I heard shouts.

You can play, but not too hard, okay?

You are one lucky bitch.

(CHATTER)

- (GUNS COCKING) - What do we got here?

Take us to Tremaine.

TREMAINE (OVER RADIO): K2, get your fat ass up here!

We got guests comin'.

Yeti, move it! Upstairs now! Showtime!

LINO: Damien, see that?

TREMAINE: Lino!

Surprised to see you back here so soon.

You see? He is surprised.

Who's your boy?

- I'm his driver. - He's a cop.

- Come for his bomb. - Thanks.

Thanks for that. That's--that's great.

Wow. A real live cop.

Haven't seen one of those around here in years.

I believe the police station closed around the same time

as the school, the hospital, and all them other things

the government thought we didn't need around here.

So what, you the new sheriff in town?

You're a brave man.

Where's Lola?

Oh, we'll get to her.

Let's talk about this bomb. You here to buy it?

No, I came to disarm it.

That thing's gotta make you a little bit anxious tickin'.

Tremaine Alexander don't do anxious. I cause anxious.

Now, I could be halfway down south before this thing goes off

or you could make me and my peeps an offer.

I'll offer to disable it before it blows us all up.

You like that?

Oh, that won't fly.

How about I just send it back the way I found it?

K2, let the sunshine in.

Gentlemen, please, you're gonna love the view.

Only a crazy person would have a rocket.

When you live in a war zone, you prepare for war.

Now, this thing is rigged to fly

straight downtown at a push of a button.

Let's talk numbers.

You'd let all those people die over money?

That's low, even for you.

Nigga, where I come from,

cash rule everything around me.

You know that one, right?

First, I need to know Lola is okay.

(RADIO CLICKS, BEEPS)

Rayzah.

Curtain number three!

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

DAMIEN: What do you see?

What do you see, Lino?

No! No, no! Wait! No, wait!

Coward!

- You wanna die here, man? - Don't shoot!

- DAMIEN: Calm down, man! - LINO: No!

You gotta calm down!

Tremaine! Calm down!

Now's not the time! Lino, not now.

Now you boys are all excited,

let's do this shit the uptown way,

on the auction-block, all right?

I got a rocket, I got a bomb, and I got a pretty woman.

I say we start the biddin' at $10 million, huh?

- Do I hear 11? - Eleven.

- Eleven million! - Twelve.

Oh, that's a spicy bid right there.

We're getting there now!

- Fifteen! - Fifteen!

Now, stop the bullshit!

You tell me how much it's worth to you.

How much are those people downtown worth?

Because around here, we don't seem to be worth shit.

Look around, sheriff, this used to be a five-star palace.

Doormen, women Waitin' on tables.

Where them bitches at now? In the alley shootin' it up?

Because of drug dealers like you.

I didn't cause this reality.

I just help them ease the pain.

Now cut the bullshit, and let's get back to that money.

It was at 15 million, right?

Fifteen.

Do I hear 20 million?

Okay, stop the game, what's it gonna take?

You got three million people downtown.

$10 per person, price of a happy meal.

That's $30 million for me.

- Then 30 million? - Thirty million.

Done. Thirty million it is.

Thirty million. Sold!

To Lino Dupree and the new sheriff of Brick Mansions!

Call your people and make it happen.

And, Lino, stay outta my business.

(RINGING)

(PHONE RINGS)

- Yes. - DAMIEN: Detective Collier.

Collier, Where are we now?

We're close, really close.

Close enough to punch the code in?

No. Unfortunately, no.

What's the problem?

The problem is that the new owner wants to sell.

Are you sure the bomb is there?

Yes. I can tell you

that there's only 48 minutes before it blows up.

Okay. How do we proceed?

You have a Hawaiian bank account?

I want it in cash, man.

They can't do cash.

We still got an account in Hawaii?

- We do. - Give him the numbers.

Bank 83675.

Bank 83675.

Account 021084.

Account 021084.

BERRINGER: What's he asking?

$30 million.

Hold on.

Tremaine wants 30 million for the device.

The city's damn near broke.

That's a non-starter, detective.

All right. Good.

You have to find another solution.

Exactly.

All right, good, yeah. Perfect.

That's a wrap. They're sending the money.

- Let's go disable that bomb. - Hold on.

Wait a minute. Let my man verify the funds first.

(BEEPING)

Bank doesn't open for another 25 minutes.

Ah, 25 minutes.

Well, that's just enough time for me to finish dinner.

K2, show our guests to the Presidential Suite.

Nice doing business with you, sheriff.

Move!

Sometimes you don't gotta be a rocket scientist,

just gotta have a rocket.

Move! Face the rack.

- On your knees. - DAMIEN: Shit.

K2: Put your damn hands behind your head!

I gotta tell you. I'm claustrophobic.

Till Tremaine get his 30 mil,

their lives is worth more than both of ours.

They die, you die.

Okay.

See where not having a plan gets you?

Hey, you know where the bomb is. I know where Lola is.

And in 25 minutes, we're heroes.

In 25 minutes, Tremaine's gonna shoot us

and that device is gonna kill three million people.

But when he gets his money, everybody walks away.

There is no money. The city can't pay.

I was just trying to buy us some time.

Forget what I said before.

Don't trust your instincts. They're shit.

I should've killed Tremaine when I had the chance.

Shut up.

Wait.

That story about Tremaine killing your friend, it's true?

It was my father.

He was leading some officers on a drug raid.

He got separated from his squad.

Tremaine's boys captured him and killed him.

I'm sorry.

Let's go make him pay.

LINO: Back me up.

(COUGHS, GAGGING)

Help him, man!

Stop it! Stop!

Son of a bitch!

- What happened? - Oh, shit!

- MAN: What? - He's not breathing.

- What? - We gotta get him out of here.

Well, fix it.

Ah, come on!

He's not breathing! Come on!

Okay, come on, go, 90!

- Open the gate. - We'll go to the boss!

Hurry up and get out! Go!

Freaks.

Something don't feel right about this, man.

You think they'll come up with the money?

We'll see. Tell me how you got that bomb again.

K2: Oh, man.

This dude at the base told me about some weapons being moved.

No security. Keys left in the truck.

Easy money, baby.

See, that's what's bothering me, man.

You can never trust "easy."

- I'm okay. - You're crazy.

We're out of the room. Your turn, cop.

Is this some kind of game to you?

Ready for a backflip?

On three.

Three!

Hey!

MAN: Cut them down.

LING: This way!

Catch them!

- Come on, get them! - MAN: Go, go, go!

You know where we're going?

LINO: More or less!

Shit!

Damien!

What the--

Different method. Same results.

LINO: Let's go!

(WHISTLES)

It's faster.

But you still need the key.

Go! Go!

I drive!

K2: Let's get them! Come on! Come on!

(ENGINE STARTS)

K2: Move out the way! Let's move!

MAN: Mustang!

K2: Let's get these guys!

Faster!

- Faster! - What, you wanna drive?

Yeah, go ahead and drive!

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

I need to get out!

What are you trying to do? Jump out of the damn car for?

Where are you going?

I'm trying to get rid of these guys! Will you shut up!

Unh.

I don't see them. Where they at? Where they at?

The rooftop's back that way!

Why didn't you tell me that?

DAMIEN: Come on, tell me! Which way? Which way are we--

LINO: Left! Left!

LING: Lola and your bomb are back there!

- We don't have much time! - Back where?

(GUNSHOT)

Damn!

Stay down.

(TIRES SCREECHING)

Shit.

Come on!

(BULLETS RICOCHETING)

I told you to stay down!

Look, we can't just go running up onto that rooftop.

That's where they're gonna be expecting us.

You got a better solution?

- I'm working on it. - Can you work and run?

Whoa. Tremaine's gonna wild out.

No! This way!

Stay down this time.

(GUNS COCKING)

They're in the bus!

You two, go check it out.

(TIRES SQUEAL)

LINO: Let's split up!

- COLLIER: On three! - LING: Three!

What the--?

(CLICK)

Shit.

Close enough now?

Thank you.

(BEEPING)

MAN: Get Defense on the line, immediately.

Yes, sir.

(PHONE RINGING)

Hello? What?

Okay. I'm gonna bring it up right now.

We have an issue.

These are satellite surveillance images from Brick Mansions

taken several minutes ago. There's the bomb.

And what's that?

RENO: That's an old Russian surface missile.

Has a radius of about five miles.

How the hell did they get that?

Wait. Wait. If they launch that thing--

The city is ground zero.

We're gonna have to evacuate.

- No time. - There's a fallout shelter.

It won't help us against an NAD blast.

What options do we have then, drone?

Too late, we'll never get authorization just like that.

- The bank's open. - I'll check.

I think they fooled us. No deposit.

And you wonder why people don't trust the government.

MAN: What the hell is going on?

Not only did they not make the transfer...

they're emptying all our accounts.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

TREMAINE (OVER RADIO): Rayzah, we're gonna launch! Stay clear.

Time's up, bitch.

Downtown is about to get remodeled.

(BEEPING)

(BEEPING)

Russian piece of shit!

There goes the controller.

Now I wanna get her out of the picture.

LOLA: Aah! Aah!

Aah!

Be careful! You'll hit Lola.

Nah, I wanna get this one away from her.

Trem! Trem, they took out the receiver!

Now, I gotta shoot the sheriff and the deputy.

(GUN CLICKS)

Damn it. Let's go.

Brick Mansion gangsters!

(CLAMORING)

It's time to strap up, boys! We ride or we die!

What was that?

Looks like they shot out the launch mechanism.

Missile can't launch.

We're still in the game.

TREMAINE: I want the building sealed down!

Seal the building off! Yeti, with me.

TREMAINE: Move it!

Go!

(PANTING)

That sucks.

Excuse me.

One, two...

Hey, what are you doing?

Three, four, five...

Hey, stop that.

Six, seven.

Hey, this, this is a bad idea.

I believe you said we were gonna do it or die trying.

It's an expression.

Don't think. Jump, all instinct.

That is a really bad idea. Aah!

Um. (GRUNTS)

(GUNFIRE)

Block this exit, man.

Be easy enough for a man of your size.

LINO: How much time?

DAMIEN: We got plenty.

Got a plan?

Kick his ass. Don't get squashed.

Ahh.

I'm going! I'm going! I'm going! I'm going! Oh, shit!

- On three. - Three?

Three!

Grr.

Ahh!

(GRUNTING)

What are you doing? Hurry up!

He's really pissed off!

DAMIEN: Hey, hey! Hey, hurry!

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

(BEEPS)

"In this great future you can't forget your past."

I told you Tremaine don't bluff.

No, Tremaine Alexander don't bluff,

nor do I make a stupid bet.

Loosen her chains. This game is over.

What are you talking about?

I'm a businessman.

I'm not gonna kill no millions of people.

I'm gonna have the sheriff and the hero come disarm this thing.

And get it out of here before we all get fried.

You gone soft.

You watch your tone, woman.

Watch my tone? What is wrong with you?!

- What-- - Untie the girl!

Then maybe I should just kill you and do this myself.

Ugh!

Oh, shit!

RAYZAH: No!

LOLA: Who's the bitch now?

Unh.

Aah!

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Get away from her!

It's okay. it's okay.

So glad you boys came to save everyone, man.

Not everyone.

Hey, Lino, they're gonna text the code. You punch it in.

Now get down on your knees.

No, wait! Let him explain.

You gonna shoot an unarmed man, sheriff?

At least you're gonna see it coming.

It's better than my father got.

What I have to do with your father?

Lieutenant John Collier.

Collier?

They still blaming me for that one?

He was shot raiding your headquarters.

Raid?

(PHONE CHIMES)

They never entered the building, man.

I saw the whole thing through my surveillance camera.

His own men shot him in the back,

left him for dead on my doorstep.

TREMAINE: Cold-blooded set up.

You're full of shit. Now get down on your knees.

Get down on your knees!

Damien, there is a problem.

What? The number didn't come through?

No, it did.

"48216."

That's... Our ZIP code.

Punch it in.

It's a set up.

LINO: We can't trust those people.

Punch it in.

- Listen to your man. - Shut up.

They're playin' you for a fool

the way they played your father, boy.

Just shut up!

Give me that.

Damien, think about it.

Why is it our ZIP code?

It's a coincidence. Give me the phone.

My instinct says you're arming it.

LING: You're gonna get us all killed.

DAMIEN: Give me the phone.

Lino!

Sorry, partner.

(BEEPING)

COMPUTER: Proceed...

No, I'm sorry.

Back off. Back off.

LOLA: Stop, both of you!

Stay down!

Please! Hurry up!

Damien!

Collier!

COMPUTER: Twenty seconds.

Don't you see?

LING: They told you the van was hijacked.

How come the van had no traces of that harpoon anywhere on it?

Die now or wait five seconds to die with the rest of us.

COMPUTER: 5, 4...

3,2,1.

(SUSTAINED BEEP)

Countdown completed.

(BOTH SIGH)

Joke's on me.

The law never protected this place before.

Why would it start now?

I've done many bad things,

but killing your father wasn't one of them.

"Making Detroit safer for all."

Welcome to our world.

So what are we gonna do with this shit?

Let's give it back.

(POLICE SIREN IN DISTANCE)

(BEEP)

Be careful, captain. It's very hot.

Thank you, son.

(RUMBLING)

- (CLAMORING) - Move!

Move!

(WHISTLES) Let's go!

Hey, caveman, come on, no stairs. Elevator! Let's go! Now!

(ELEVATOR MUSIC PLAYS)

This is better than the stairs.

Yeah.

I can't reach him.

We don't have a satellite image,

but if the bomb went off, we would have heard it.

I don't like this. I don't like this at all.

He's our man. He'll get back to us.

(PHONE RINGS)

Hello.

What do you mean they're inside the building?

Hey, you boys remember Lino?

My eyes in Brick Mansions.

Well, he showed me a lot.

Wow, Mr. Mayor. Great place you got here.

Tremaine Alexander.

You could say I'm like the mayor...of Brick Mansions.

It's a pleasure to meet my constituaries.

And on behalf of myself, our new appointed sheriff, and Lino,

and the great citizens of Brick Mansion...

(OPENS CASE)

we decided to give you a campaign contribution.

COMPUTER: Device activated.

What's going on?

Believe it or not, I forgot the damn code.

So what was it again?

- Four... - Detective--

- Eight... - We can take it from here.

Two, one...

- Six. - You sure about that?

I think, Lino, you said it couldn't be six

because that was the ZIP code

for Brick Mansions, and that would be

too much of a coincidence.

You said it was a coincidence.

I said they wanted to blow us up.

This guy. I think all this jumping around on rooftops

has loosened his marbles.

You hit your head one too many times.

You're having a hard time remembering.

Gentlemen, thank you very much.

We'll take it right from--

I'm pretty sure the last number is six.

Mr. Mayor, do you wanna press the button?

Or do my man Damien gotta do it?

Go for it, mayor, give it a push.

Stop! Stop!

Enough!

What the hell happened out there?

You had a direct order.

You played me just like you played my father.

Yeah, and your empathy made you soft, just like your father.

I have to make the tough decisions for this city.

And I sent this bomb in there

to get rid of its biggest problem.

Come on. You know it.

They're no better than animals.

Animals! Who's animals? Men struggling to survive?

Or men who would destroy a whole community

of underprivileged women and children?

As mayor, I have to do what's best

for all the people of this city.

- The hard working ones. - You mean the rich ones.

The ones that contribute.

The ones that are sick and tired of that cesspool.

Cesspool?

TREMAINE: You need to wake up, my man.

These people are rising up.

And the people...

Check this out. They're sick of you.

You can catch it on the news in about five minutes.

(K2 LAUGHING)

The mayor of Detroit was arrested today

after a compromising video, posted online,

appeared to show him plotting an attack

on Brick Mansions residents.

MAYOR: And I sent this bomb in there.

REPORTER: The demolition of walls that divide the city

from the Brick Mansions projects will begin next month.

With no date set for new elections,

the acting mayor announced plans to reopen schools, hospitals...

LOLA: Up, up, UP, UP-

That was really good.

- (HORN HONKS) - Go, go, go.

(DAMIEN WHISTLES)

Yeah, man.

Yo, sheriff, what a surprise.

No more crime to fight around here?

Come on, it's my day off.

LOLA: Well, I see you spent your share of the reward money

very responsibly.

I didn't buy this. Tremaine gave it to me.

LOLA: No way.

Yeah, he didn't think it was right for his image.

With the whole, "From the People" campaign.

Guy's got my vote.

We're gonna need it.

What about you, partner?

I see you're still fighting the good fight.

Only with Lola.

Mentiras.

All right, that's about it now. I got to go.

You're making me uncomfortable.

Easy, partner.

He's just jealous. You guys...

Hey, on three?

BOTH: Three!

♪ Girl, you can tell everybody

♪ Yeah, you can tell everybody

♪ Go ahead and tell everybody

♪ I'm the man, I'm the man, I'm the man

♪ I believe every lie that I ever told

♪ Paid for every heart that I ever stole

♪ I played my cards, and I didn't fold

♪ Well, it ain't that hard when you got soul

♪ This is my world

♪ Somewhere I heard that life is a test

♪ I been though the worst but still I give my best

♪ God made my mold different from the rest

♪ Then he broke that mold so I know I'm blessed

♪ This is my world

♪ Stand up now and face the sun

♪ Won't hide my tail or turn and run

♪ It's time to do what must be done

♪ Be a king when kingdom comes

♪ Girl, you can tell everybody

♪ Yeah, you can tell everybody

♪ Go ahead and tell everybody

♪ I'm the man, I'm the man, I'm the man

♪ Girl, you can tell everybody

♪ Yeah, you can tell everybody

♪ Go ahead and tell everybody

♪ I'm the man, I'm the man, I'm the man

♪ Yes I am, yes I am, yes I am

♪ I'm the man, I'm the man, I'm the man

♪ I got all the answers to your questions

♪ I'll be the teacher, you could be the lesson

♪ I'll be the preacher, you be the confession

♪ I'll be the quick relief to all your stressin'

♪ This is my world

♪ It's a thin line between love and hate

♪ Is you really real or is you really fake

♪ I'm a solider standing on my feet

♪ No surrender, and I won't retreat

♪ This is my world

♪ Stand up now and face the sun

♪ Won't hide my tail or turn and run

♪ It's time to do what must be done

♪ Be a king when kingdom comes

♪ Girl, you can tell everybody

♪ Yeah, you can tell everybody

♪ Go ahead and tell everybody

♪ I'm the man, I'm the man, I'm the man

♪ Girl, you can tell everybody

♪ Yeah, you can tell everybody

♪ Go ahead and tell everybody

♪ I'm the man, I'm the man, I'm the man

♪ Girl, you can tell everybody

♪ Yeah, you can tell everybody

♪ Go ahead and tell everybody

♪ I'm the man, I'm the man, I'm the man

♪ Yes I am, yes I am, yes I am

♪ I'm the man, I'm the man, I'm the man

♪ When the bricks are falling

♪ The buildings going down

♪ Keep on climbing

♪ 'Cause we're not giving up

♪ Keep on striving

♪ 'Cause we're strong enough

TREMAINE: Brick Mansions gangsters!

♪ When the world is crumblin'

♪ Time is runnin' out

♪ Keep on fightin'

♪ We are strong enough

♪ We are strong enough

TREMAINE: Brick Mansions gangsters!

♪ When the world is crumblin'

♪ Time is runnin' out

♪ Keep on thrivin'

♪ 'Cause we're not givin' up

♪ 'Cause we are strong enough

TREMAINE: Brick Mansions gangsters!

♪ Chocolate bunny with the fat lips

♪ Ninety K on the Stingray

♪ Fancy whips with those four clips

♪ In the green edition

♪ We start livin' it

♪ Convicts versus politicians

♪ We stop wishin'

♪ In these mansions of bricks

♪ Fill their hearts up with their desires

♪ Gonna set this whole city on fire

♪ They can't stop our survival

♪ No

♪ We can't stand back and stand idle

♪ In these mansions of bricks

♪ Convicts versed in politics

♪ Guns and bullets still not equipped

♪ If you don't got the knowledge

♪ When the world is crumblin'

♪ Time is runnin' out

♪ Keep on fightin'

♪ 'Cause we are strong enough

♪ We are strong enough ♪