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- Hi.
- Hi.

How many?

Two.

Listen, I wanted to get a safe deposit box.
Can you do that for me?

Okay.
Your box will be available

any time from
an hour after opening

to 30 minutes before close.
This is your key.

Thank you.

Oh, um, also, if you open
a checking account,

we'll give you 5% off the box
along with free overdraft protection.

Oh, here I was hopin'
for a free toaster.

Why would a bank
give out free toasters?

Hello, Ma.

I'm ordering you
the French toast.

- No, thank you.
- Our very patient waitress, Maggie,

well, at least it says
Maggie on her name tag,

has asked me
to order four times.

If I don't order at this point,
it's just rude.

- I can come back.
- No, it's okay.

You know what?
I'm making an executive decision.

- Pancakes.
- Okay.

No pancakes.
I don't like pancakes.

What are you, a communist?
My friend will get pancakes and fried egg.

And I'm thinkin' hash,
but only if it's like chunky style, okay?

Listen, if you order me eggs and
pancakes, I'm gonna kick your behind.

But you gotta eat breakfast. It's the most
important meal of the day.

Uh, ma'am, ignore
everything he said, okay?

Don't bring me any
eggs and pancakes.

Just bring me some
coffee and bring him a couple eggs.

I don't want eggs.
I want hash.

You know what,
put a couple eggs on it.

Give him some rye toast, too.

No rye toast for me.
I don't like rye toast.

- And a pancake.
- No pancake.

Maybe a little silver-dollar one.
You got the little baby ones?

No pancakes, no silver dollars,
no rye toast. I like pumpernickel.

- I do have pumpernickel.
- Pumpernickel toast.

- Hey, Maggie, wait. One more thing.
- Yeah.

That's for you. You take that with you
till we see each other again

in case you miss me
too much, okay?

- Why you gotta do that?
- What?

Wink at the waitresses
like that?

- Waitresses like me.
- Nobody likes you.

- So?
- So.

What do ya got?

So, it is a sleepy bank.

- Doable?
- That's correct.

I-I told you.

That is a lot of doughnuts.

I'll be right back with your hash.

Maggie, your hot homemade
doughnuts, they any good?

- Best in three counties.
- I'll tell you what you do.

You bring us three
of those bad boys.

Put 'em in a to-go box
for us, all right?

- All right.
- Thank you.

All right,
time to make the move.

All right, there's gonna be
some sirens in this bitch.

I'm gonna go
shake the weasel.

Shake the weasel.
Gonna go shake the weasel.

- Hey. Good morning, sir. How are you?
- Morning.

Hey, Maggie.

I'm very sorry
about my friend.

He was kicked
in the head as a child.

- He's really not that bad.
- No, he is.

What's goin' on?

Okay, I'm just gonna
have you all exit the building.

It might be a false alarm,
but just do it safely.

- Thank you.
- Thank you.

Is everybody out? I'm gonna
need you to step outside.

It's all right, Maggie, I'm
just gonna grab my friend.

Okay.

We gotta pay our bill.

We should go.

Is that all you're
gonna leave for a tip?

It's 15%. You leave 15%.

No, you gotta
leave at least 30.

No, you don't.
15% is standard.

My Maggie's about to be out of a job, man.
Don't be cheap.

Okay, there's five.
That's seven.

There you go.
Come on.

All right.

- What?
- No, you didn't.

- Yes, I did.
- Oh, my God.

How'd you say it?

Never rob a bank
across from the diner

with the best doughnuts
in three counties?

That's correct.

- Bobby.
- Hey.

Papi's down in the stables.

Why don't you get
somethin' to eat?

I'm not hungry.

- Sure you are.
- I wanna come with you.

Hey, listen. We're here to do
business. Diplomatically.

Well, I can be diplomatic.

You can be hungry,
too, right?

Bobby.

- Wait here.
- Okay.

Somebody sittin' here?

Little Toro.

Oh, well, you move your feet,
you lose your seat, right?

- Lose your head, too.
- That's correct.

So, where is Little Toro?

Allí, where you put him.

- Aqui?
- Allí.

Let's play some dominoes.

- Papi's ready.
- Yeah.

Papi Greco!

- "I-know-a-guy" Bobby.
- That's correct.

Quick, an ostrich, a tank of ether,
a '63 Impala convertible.

Make it a '64.

My side of the border.

I know a guy.

What did I tell you?
He never says no, never says maybe,

never says,
"I'll see what I can do."

Nice bull.

I hope he's a good breeder.

That's a shame
about Little Toro.

Julio caught him skimming.

Oh.

That don't sound
like Little Toro.

- Is that for me?
- That's correct.

Everybody skims a little cream.
It's human nature.

Just 'cause it's human
don't mean you let it go.

Hmm.

Nice lines.

- Good color.
- That's right.

He knows a guy.

What you got for me?

Cash.

Cash?

Supposed to be
givin' me 100,000 to deal.

Why didn't you give me $100,000
worth of cocaine?

Where's the cocaine?

My buyer wants cocaine.

So let him buy cocaine.

That's what he's tryin' to do.
He's trying to buy cocaine.

I told him I knew a guy,
therefore I come to you.

You the guy I know.
That's why I told him.

So take back the passports.

After Little Toro, we're not takin' on
any new customers.

Well, no disrespect,
but I ain't no new customer.

You been dealin' with me
for a long time.

You keep the passports.

Keep the money, too.

When you're ready to give me
the product, give me the product.

Till then...

You owe me.

It's not very sporting, man.

At least give the chickens
a chance to shoot back.

Hey, man, I'm just sayin'.
If I'm gonna kill a defenseless animal,

I'm gonna honor its sacrifice by
grilling it into some tasty barbecue.

What I'm not gonna do
is torture it

just to prove I can't hit anything
further away than my own pecker.

- Your cuate's a real junkyard dog.
- Mmm.

Hey, cowboy.
You, the pretty one.

You ever hear the expression,
"You got a face only a mother can love"?

That don't apply to you. You are uglier
than the devil's asshole itself.

Stig!

What are you doin'?

They're torturing
chickens, man.

What are you eatin'?

A chicken.

- Come here.
- It's not the same thing, okay?

See that bag over
there by the table?

Buffet table next
to the potato salad.

Yeah, the bowling bag.
What about it?

Little Toro's head
is in that bag.

- Bullshit.
- Yeah.

So... You know what?
That's fucked up, man.

Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Let's go. Okay? Come on, let's go.

Say it in English,
you goat fuck.

That's funny comin'
from you, fat boy.

You ain't seen your pecker
since you were a baby.

Just cause you put your finger in your
belly button and brown shit comes out

don't mean it's your asshole.

- What did you say?
- Don't worry about it, man.

Now dig 'em up and make some
damn barbecue.

Bye, chica.

Did you just wink at him?

I did wink at him,
'cause he's my bitch now.

Uh-oh!

- That's good shootin'.
- Gracias.

You know, Little Toro never did
nothin' to nobody, man.

We should rip off Papi's stash at
the Tres Cruces Savings and Loan.

You know, Papi's guy
delivers a briefcase

full of money to Tres Cruces
every two weeks.

That's gotta add up to, what,
like three million at least.

If Papi knew we were even
talkin' about rippin' off Tres Cruces,

it would be our heads in that bag
next to the potato salad.

No way. Our two heads
would never fit in a bag that small.

Come on, man,
let's hit the bank.

Little Toro was your friend.
He was my friend.

- So?
- What do you mean "so"?

What if it was me?

What if it was my head Papi
ran through the saw mill?

- You wouldn't come after him?
- Nope.

- You wouldn't kill 'em?
- Nope.

Shit, man, he did that to you,
I'd kill him. You know why I'd kill him?

Because you're my people
and there's a code.

There is no code,
first of all.

You do whatever you gotta do,
whatever it takes.

And second?

Right, we're not people
'cause you don't have people.

That's correct.

Purpose for your
visit to Mexico?

Quail hunting.

My aunt in Tuba City had a
heart attack so we cut our trip short.

Tuba City?

It's near Odessa.

Nice place?

Hellhole,
but she's my favorite aunt.

- Don't move. Let me see your hands.
- Oh, shit.

- Tell us about your trip.
- Lawyer.

- What's the big deal?
- Lawyer.

You were down in Sonora,
weren't you?

You don't think Agent Jessup and the DEA
know about you and Papi Greco?

Lawyer. Lawyer.

They know you were
at his ranch.

I know I need a lawyer.

Tell Agent Rees
about Papi Greco.

- Who?
- Papi Greco.

Well, who's that? Some Mexican Santa
Claus or something?

Come on, Mr. Stigman.

I think it's in your best interest
to cooperate.

You need to stop playin'
the stupid card, all right?

Well, ma'am, it's my intent to cooperate
with whatever you need.

I mean, as an American,
I know you're just doin' your job,

and sometimes innocent folks like me
get caught up in the system.

It's like the airlines. They don't lose
your luggage on purpose, right?

But everybody takes it
so damn personal.

Come on, Mr. Stigman.
So you wanna play games?

Well, what'd you have in mind?

- Do you wanna help yourself?
- Yes.

Do I have to do it
in front of him?

All right, we're done here.
Thank you, Mr. Stigman.

- You gonna leave?
- Oh, yes.

Wow.

Oh, my God.

How do you concentrate
workin' with her, man?

Five border agents are rippin' apart
your car as we speak.

They ain't gonna
find anything.

Where'd you hide the cocaine?

- Can they hear us?
- No.

- Can they see us?
- No.

Okay.

There was no cocaine.

- You had a deal in place.
- Right.

Five hundred passports
in return for cocaine.

Yeah.

Hey, Bobby.

How're you doin', Deb?

Good. Man, your boy Stig's
a piece of work.

He winked at you, didn't he?

How'd you know?

Bobby didn't get the cocaine.

- What?
- What happened?

Papi offered me cash.
I told him no.

I told him to keep
the passports, so...

eventually, he's gotta come up
with the cocaine.

What about this guy you said
you could flip? Little Toro?

I got him.
It's real close.

I don't know
who you are anymore.

It's like...

It's like you're
out on this limb.

And you've been out
there way too long.

And you're sayin'
that to say what?

I don't like goin' to the funerals
of my own men.

Well, then don't come, boss.
Don't come.

Okay?

I spent the last
three years of my life

crawlin' to a Mexican,
so we're tryin' to

work my way up the line
to get next to Papi Greco.

You can't take me
off this now.

Jessup, he's close.

- You can't take me off this now.
- I know.

Not now.

Two weeks.

You don't flip Little Toro by then,
I'm pullin' ya out.

We're done.

Think Jessup knows about us?

What "us"?
You don't do "us," remember?

Oh, I remember.

Besides, I'm dating.

Oh, right, right.
You're dating...

Mmm-hmm.

...your imaginary
boyfriend, Harvey.

Uh, he's not my boyfriend,
and his name's not Harvey.

I like Harvey.
It has a nice ring to it. Harvey.

You don't get to be jealous
anymore, Bobby.

Harvey.

You pushed me away.

So you could be with Harvey.

Fuck you.

Little Toro's dead.

You told Jessup
you were close to flipping him.

I was.

But when I got
down to the ranch,

Papi's boys was throwin' his head
around in a bag.

Well, that's game, then.

With Little Toro off the board,
Jessup's pulling you out.

Not if you don't tell him.

- I'm your control, Bobby.
- That's correct.

I have to tell him.

That's why I need you

to let me rob
Tres Cruces Savings and Loan.

You wanna rob a bank.

No, Stig wants to rob
the bank. It's his idea.

So there's no entrapment.

What I want
is access to that money

that Papi's got
in the safe deposit box.

You know no judge
is gonna give you

a blanket warrant
for the boxes.

We don't need a warrant.
Not if the money's evidence in a crime.

We just trace it
back to ownership,

we got Papi on tax evasion,
possible RICO.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

And what about Stig?

What about him?

He's a side dish.

You bust him in front
of the bank,

he does a smooth 20 years
in the penitentiary, you get a medal.

The bank gets us Papi.

And that's all
that matters, right?

It takes whatever
it takes, baby.

Did you ever really love me?

Hmm?

I really meant to love you.

Shit.

You don't have to knock, you know.
It's always open.

Yeah, good.
Let's hit the bank.

Let's hit the bank.

- The Tres Cruces?
- That's correct.

Oh, shit.

Here I am still spinnin' about how
we got yanked outta line at the border.

So you in or you out?

I'm in, yeah.
It's just...

Have you ever had anything like that
happen to you before?

I mean, they were 100% convinced
we were holding.

And we would've
if Papi hadn't welched on that coke.

So you're sayin'
that to say what?

I'm sayin' it's only 'cause
you're hearin' it.

No, you sayin' somethin'.

And if you sayin' it,
I'm hearin' it 'cause you're sayin' it.

What are you sayin'?
Let it be said.

I think you're
fuckin' playin' me.

You wanna be played?

I've been at your
hip for 10 months,

but after this,
I think maybe you're playin' me.

- I got you.
- No, you didn't.

Oh, I did. The corner
of your eye was twitchin'.

The corner?
That wasn't a twitch.

- That was a wink.
- That's my move.

Yup, that's Papi's
chubby little kid right there.

Feed that motherfucker
quesadillas...

Oh, my God.

She's chubby, too.

In all the right places,

how does an old, fat, ugly fuck
get a girl like that?

Money.

All right, here we go.

Same thing every two weeks.

Papi flies over the border
with a briefcase full of cash.

He spends a week
with the mistress.

Ferret Nose Julio drives it out

to the Tres Cruces
Savings and Loan.

Think they got three million
in the bank, huh?

Easy.

Bingo.

Money, money, money, money.

Oh, yeah.

Why don't you hit the diner and
check out the doughnuts?

I'm kinda more in a corned beef
hash mood, to tell you the truth.

You never heard the saying,

"Never rob a bank
across from a diner

"that has the best doughnuts
in three counties"?

- That's not a saying.
- Yes, it is.

No, it's not.

- I get what you're sayin',
- Maybe a little bit.

- But it's not a saying.
- It is a saying. It's a saying now.

Okay. Let you tell it.

Make the move.

Bad DEA agent.

- Am I bad?
- Yes, you are.

I'm a bad girl?

Yes, you are.

Stig decided to hit
the bank tomorrow, 3:00.

Stig decided?

Well, with or without me,
he's goin' in.

Well, I still haven't
talked to Jessup.

Stig doesn't know that.
3:00 tomorrow he's goin' in.

If we want Papi,
I gotta go in with him.

You're not even gonna give me
a choice, are you?

I'm givin' you no other options
as a way to protect you.

Just have the troops meet me
outside the bank, 3:05 when we come out.

3:05.

Okay. And don't shoot me.

- Even if you want to.
- We'll see.

License and registration,
cowboy.

Cute.

- What's up, Teemo?
- What's up, brother?

How are you, brother?
I miss you, man.

I miss you, man.

Got you a turkey burger.
Special sauce.

Commander wants to see you.

Yes, sir.

So, half a mile from home.

I got Bobby all wound up
and ready to go, sir.

Ordnance you requested.

Do you know, the Admiral's proud
of what you've done.

You've gone way
out on a limb.

If the bank falls
right tomorrow,

he says you can come in from the cold,
rejoin your brothers.

Great. Be good just to put
the uniform back on, sir.

I didn't join the Navy to commit felonies
and hang with drug dealers.

Even if you're
damn good at it?

I do what I do
for the Navy, sir.

It's all part of
the Admiral's plan.

We get the three million in the bank.

We run cross-border ops
on Papi and all the other cartels.

So tomorrow,
clean and precise.

Tick all the boxes,
nothing left undone. You got it?

Yes, sir.

Let's go.

Let's go.

Hey, nice jacket.

Hey, tell your mother
she's gotta move out

of my house
at some point, man.

All right, what do you want,
clown or Frankie?

Frankie.

So, what'd you do with the .22?

Traded to my cousin
for an espresso machine.

You're gonna need special beans
for that, right?

Up, up up!

You can reach for your firearm,
but do it real slow.

Any other people
in the buildin'?

- What the hell is this?
- It's a bank robbery.

Only instead
of robbin' the bank

and lettin' you
chase after us,

we decided to come
after you first.

Let's go.

Alright, give me your gun there.

Everybody sit down.
Everybody sit down on the floor.

Ladies behind the counter, keep your hands
visible, don't sound the the alarms, okay.

It's all right, girls.
Just give 'em the drawer cash.

Did we ask for the drawer cash?

Come on, come on, come on.
Sit, sit, sit. Right here. Sit, sit.

Let's go, on the floor.

- Hey, guard!
- Hey! Hey.

Look, I'm tryin'
to be polite, all right?

Just sit tight and
this'll be over soon.

Open the gate.

I-I don't have a key.

What'd you say?

Easy.

You lie to me again, it's gonna be
more than a fuckin' problem.

Get out there, now.

Get on the floor.

You good? I'm goin' in.

Shh. It's all right.

Oh, Timothy.

Hey, it's okay.

It's okay. Yeah?

Okay. Here you go.

Showtime!
Fire in the hole!

Holy shit!

Hey, Frankie,
somethin's not right.

They're all
stuffed with money.

I thought you said there would
only be one or two.

Every single one of them.

I'm at 32 boxes and counting.

Look, there's way
more than 3 million.

And there's still
a lot more here.

All right, well, take 'em all.
We'll figure it out later.

You go ahead,
I'll get the rest.

All right.

Listen.

May be gunfire outside, okay?
So if it hits,

you get everybody
behind the counters.

This is for the jail
across the street.

You let the cops out.
Let 'em out.

Come on.

That is a hell of a lot
more than $3 million.

How much do you figure?

We couldn't be the luckiest chumps
on the face of the earth, could we?

- You feel lucky?
- No, I don't.

I mean, this can't be Papi's money.

I mean, money like this...

people are gonna chase us off the end
of the earth for money like this.

Well, I hate to tell you this, Stig,
but I got more bad news...

You take that hand away
nice and slow, Bobby.

Okay.

Put the gun down, Stig.

You know I really
like you, right?

I like you, too.

- No, you don't.
- Yes, I do.

Nobody likes me, okay?
And I'm okay with it.

I do. I like you
more than most.

You're not just sayin' it
'cause I got a gun pointed to you?

Why don't you just
put the gun down?

Shit.

Oh.

Hot-doggin'!

I'm sorry, man.

What'd you do that for?

- Shit, man, I had to!
- No, you didn't.

It's just a little flesh wound.
You'll be all right.

Drink the water,
and then you'll be able...

What is that?

In your hand.
Is that a badge in your hand?

Tell me you're not a no-good,
two-timin' son of a bitch.

Two-timin'?

- Tell me.
- You shot me.

DEA.

Hey, wait a minute.
Wait a minute, man. Hang on.

No, you wait a minute.

Hey, Stig.

Hey.

The United States is the greatest
country in the world

because we accept
a man is, at his core,

greedy,

selfish...

and covetous.

I had no choice.
They took my key.

I would never willingly
open the vault.

Keep your hands
on the desk, please.

In America,
we line everybody up.

Say, "You're on your own.

"Grab all you can grab."

I'm innocent.

Nobody's innocent, friend.

There's just the guilty,

the ignorant...

and the unlucky.

Did you take our money?

You fellas look like
you're waitin' for a bus.

You guys let us know
when you're done.

Oh, I'm done,
and thank you for the courtesy.

Who is that guy?

You heard of
the hidden hand of God?

Well, that's God's
son of a bitch.

Call the DDO and get a list of everyone
who knew we had money in this bank.

You two realize those sunglasses
make you look like assholes.

Excuse me,
when'd that diner burn?

Yesterday.

I want interviews
with the wait staff

and every customer
in the place.

It was just a grease fire.

Did I ask your opinion, Gomer?

You ever hear the saying,

"Never rob a bank
across from a diner

"with the best doughnuts
in three counties"?

If that diner fire's
a coincidence,

it's only 'cause we ain't looking
hard enough.

That is an impressive
amount of greenbacks.

43,125,000 of 'em, sir.

Recount it. Pack it up.
We'll stow it back in Corpus.

It was my impression we were supposed
to come out of that bank

with 3 million at most, sir.

Mmm-hmm.

Whose money was it?

Bad men unworthy of it.

Did you know
Bobby Beans was DEA?

No, I didn't.

No offense, sir, but you really need
to work on your surprised face.

Well, if he was DEA,
he helped you rob a bank.

Which means he's dirty,
and for that, I have no mercy.

- Where'd you leave him?
- In the desert.

- Is he dead?
- More than likely.

"More than likely."

You wanna tell me
what that means?

The whole point of you
working with Bobby Beans

was to kill him off
and create a cut-out

so the op couldn't
get traced back to us.

My cover's solid.

- There's no way it'll trace back.
- What?

My cover is solid.
There's no way it'll trace back, sir.

That's a call made
above your pay grade.

Yes, sir.

Assign two of the boys to stow the money
back at the naval base.

The rest'll come with us to check
on the body of Mr. Beans.

Stigman, wanna come with me?

- Hey there, buddy.
- Hey.

You habla?

Yeah, yeah.

I... I hablo.

Okay, that's good.

Don't trust in him
till you see his paper.

If he's got papers, I'll see his papers.
You got papers, right?

No. No,
I got no papers.

Well, that's gonna
be a problem.

See, Slim Jay and me,
we done assigned ourselves

protection this here
stretch of the border.

Officially unofficially.

So we really gonna
have to see your papers.

Make sure you ain't
no Muslim or nothin'.

Well... Oh, yeah.
No, I do have it.

'Salaam Waleikum'

And uh, let me have your gun.

Give it to me.

Gracias.

You know how to pray?

- Teemo.
- How we doin', boys?

Any sign of Bobby Beans?

Checked all the washes
to the southeast.

No sign of a body.

All right.

Well, Stig,
you put us in quite a hole.

I don't see it that way, sir,
but you're the man with the oak leaves.

All that pride I had in you.

That loyalty?

You just tossed it
to the wind.

- Yes, sir.
- I'm sorry, sir.

God damn it.

He's in the wash!

Go, go, go!

Come on, let's flush him out!

Where you going, Stigman?

It doesn't matter if you run.

Your jacket's wired, so you're
six-months AWOL after stabbing an MP.

You talk to anyone,
they're just gonna

hand you right
back over to me.

You all right?

- Yeah.
- Then get your ass up!

Toss the gun.

Fuck!

Move!

Come on, come on!

Damn it!

Jesus! What am I supposed
to do with this?

Aw, man. Aw!

Come on.

I'm a vet,
not a trauma surgeon.

I can't help you with this, man.
You gotta go.

Go where?

Just... You gotta leave.
I can't do anything.

Kenny, you remember
a couple of months ago

you offered to sell me
500 hits of ketamine?

Yeah, you said you
weren't interested.

Right.

'Cause I'm a DEA agent.

And if you don't fix me up,

I'm gonna go to the D.A.,

I'm gonna tell them that you like
cruising Tori Amos concerts,

selling Special K
to little weepy college girls.

There's no way you're a cop.

- No?
- No.

- You sure?
- I'm positive.

You have the right
to remain silent.

You have the right to have a lawyer
present during questioning.

Do I need to keep going?

No, I'm good.
You're a cop.

- Okay.
- Okay.

Nice shirt.

Thanks. It's JCPenney's.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

All right,
hold on one second.

Welcome to the Camino Real.

Thank you.

Hey.

- You were late.
- Jesus Christ.

What the hell happened?

- Excuse us.
- Excuse me.

I robbed a bank.
What happened to you?

- I was there with six agents at 3:05.
- No, you weren't.

- Yes, I was.
- You were late.

You went early.

You could pulled your badge
at any time and stopped it.

- I did. Stig shot me.
- What?

He shot me in the shoulder.

We gotta get you to the hospital.

And interrupt your rendezvous
with Harvey? I don't think so.

This is what we need to do,

we need to find Stig,
we need to find the money.

All right. Listen.

Let me go upstairs,
make my excuses,

- and then we'll find Stig together, okay?
- Okay.

Let's do this.
Let's do this.

Why don't you recheck
Stig's background?

Maybe there was something
that we missed. All right?

I'm going to Stig's apartment
and see what I can find out.

- All right?
- Okay.

Tell Harvey I said hi.

Who'd you patch up?

What are you talking about?

What am I talkin' about?

Well, there's a dune
buggy parked out back

that was stolen by a man
with a bullet hole in him.

Now, before he had
a bullet hole in him,

he burned down a diner
and robbed a bank.

I don't know anything
about that, so...

Okay.

Okay?

Fair enough.

Say, let me
ask you somethin'.

You ever play
Russian roulette?

'Course not.
What am I thinkin'?

The thing is, most people,

they put the gun
to the temple.

And that's, well,
that's just stupid.

What if...

The bullet's in
the first chamber?

You blow a man's head off
before he's had a chance

to tell you
what you want to know.

No. No, no.
Come on, man.

Case in point.

Stig!

Stig.

Pick up, Bobby.

What the fuck are you
doing here, Bobby?

What're you duckin' for, man?

You know I set you up, right?

They told me all about you.

Tough cat. Knows everybody.
Doesn't have people.

That guy? Well, shit,
that guy's a perfect cut-out.

I mean, he takes a bullet,
who's gonna care, right?

Pick up the phone.

Pick up
the damn phone, Bobby.

You got anything to say?

First question,

if you're DEA and you're clean,
why are you here alone?

Where's your backup, Bobby?

Come on, it's this kind of attitude

makes me think you're not one of
the good guys.

If I want you, I could've had you

before you walked into
that building, Bobby.

That's a beautiful rifle, Stig.

Is that Army issue?

You like that?
No, it's Kmart. Blue Light Special.

Now answer my question.
Where's your backup?

No, no,
that's a military rifle.

What's the military doing
robbing banks, Stig?

Can we just have a straight-up
conversation, Bobby?

I got you dead to rights.

Yeah? So shoot me.

Again.

No?

I'll shoot myself.

Huh. Not bad.

I'm glad you're impressed.

Were you testing me to see
if I would shoot first?

Where's the money, Stig?

You know, if I thought you were clean,
I might tell you, but I don't, so I can't.

You're lying. You don't have it, do you?
Where's the money?

- Oh, shit.
- What?

You're not the only one
I was expecting.

Three very nasty men
just showed up.

If they find you in my place,
they will get ugly.

Who are they?

Yesterday I'd have said
they were my family.

Today they kinda
wanna kill me.

- I understand the feeling.
- You know, fuck you.

What do you know about family?
You don't even have people.

No, Bobby, that's a stupid idea.
They're already comin' up the stairs.

Bobby!

I told you.
Now, Bobby...

hang up the speaker
and answer your cell phone, okay?

If you want me
to help you out, listen...

Yeah.

Just stay in the shadows, okay.

I'm gonna guide
you out from there.

Wait.

Wait.

He's comin' up your rear.
You better dart across the hall.

Go over to the bedroom
and hide behind the lockers.

Go.

All right, Bobby, you're gonna
wanna scoot across the hall. Go.

Bobby, Bob...

Shit.

- Teemo!
- Rooftop!

Target's on the move!

Sorry, Teemo.

Where's our money?

I have no idea what
you're talkin' about.

You think DEA can just
waltz into our bank,

steal our money,
and we're not gonna kick?

Your man Bobby Trench
stole 43 million of our dollars.

We'd like it back.

Because it's our money.

Because it's a blatant act
of disrespect.

And because it's our money.

Please tell me it's you, Bobby.

Anything new on Stig?

He's comin' up clean on
every database I'm cleared for.

No military connection?
No record of service?

To go deeper, I'd need to
get clearance from Jessup.

Well, try your old
contacts in the military.

I'm gonna tell Jessup
everything I know.

Wait, are you sure?

Someone has to know
whose money was in the bank.

Yeah. Stig.

Stig didn't even
know I was DEA.

Besides, somebody
tried to kill him, too.

Bobby, let me help you.
What do you need?

Take it easy. Bye.

Bobby.

Fuck!

That's how you take down a man.
Now shut the door.

Just let it go.

Agent Robert Lynn Trench.

A.k.a. Bobby T, a.k.a. Bobby B,
a.k.a. Bobby Beans.

Let's have a chat.

You stole $43.125 million

that did not belong to you.

Now, man-to-man,

who at DEA authorized
you to rob our bank?

You a banker?

You ever play
Russian roulette?

Thing is,

most people put the gun
to the temple.

Well, that's just stupid.

You blow a man's head off
before he's had a chance

to tell you
what you wanna know.

Mess up your suit, too.

Who told you it was all right
to take our money?

"Our money. Our bank."

Who are ya?

If you don't know who I am,

how did you know to
steal our 43 million?

I don't know what
you're talkin' about.

- You don't?
- No.

Well...

Where's the money?

Oh, boy.

Well, uh...

It ain't down there,
I can guarantee you that.

Whoo-hoo.

A.k.a. Bobby Balls.

Clean and shaven.

You know what you are?

You...

are a dirty DEA agent.

That's right.

You're a dirty DEA agent
who robbed a bank.

And shot your boss.

You walk into
any federal office,

and that's the story
they're gonna have.

Unless you bring me
$43.125 million,

and you walk away.
Clean.

Have I properly
incentivized you?

More than you know.

Unless you wanna rot in jail,
you best get after it.

Go on, now. Go on.

All right.

You're thinkin'
he deserved better?

You're right.

Hey, Rudy.

Hola, Javier.

Morning, Papi.

Don't move.

Go inside, quick.

Mommy!

Whose money did we steal?

You really wanna know?

I really wanna know.

Easy, old man,
get in there. Get in there.

Payback's a bitch!

Payback's a bitch!

Uh, uh, uh.

- Whoa, Bobby.
- Drop the gun. Give me the keys.

Give me the keys.
Nice and easy.

I can't do that.

- Why not?
- Well, I got him first. I got dibs.

I got a .44. I'm taking Papi.
Give me the keys.

You want 'em?
Come get 'em.

I see the wheels turning.

You're thinkin' a little blindfold,
maybe use your teeth.

That's not what I'm thinkin'.

- You know what I'm thinkin'?
- What?

- Oh, shit, man.
- How's that?

That was uncalled for.

Shit. I liked you better
when you were "I-know-a-guy" Bobby.

That Bobby was a good guy.

Well, I liked you better
when you were winkin' at waitresses

and shootin' the heads off
of chickens.

Give me the keys.
Give me the keys.

- Shit!
- What's going on?

You saw that move comin'?

That's correct.
Give me the keys.

Damn, you're good.

Now, one of us is gonna have to
pick up those keys.

- Guess.
- All right. I'll get 'em, all right?

- Get 'em, get 'em.
- Put that musket away, man.

- Hey, pull over!
- Pull over?

Hey, Papi,
you like my drivin'?

Oh, shit!

Come on, Bobby,
I ain't got all damn day!

What do you wanna do?

Ow!

All right. All right, all right.
All right, let me go.

- You let me go first.
- No, you let me go.

- On three.
- On three.

One. Two. Three.

See? Now you're making me
not be able to trust you.

On the count of three,
we'll let each other go.

- All right?
- All right. That's fair.

One. Two.

Three.

I knew it.
Let me go.

No!

Alright, I'm gonna let you go.
I'm gonna let you go.

- All right.
- One...

Ow!

Ow!

Come on, man. You gotta admit,
that was kind of fun, no?

You didn't like that?

Who are you?

- Shit.
- Huh?

- U.S. Navy Intel.
- Yeah?

Or I was.

My commander
FUBARed my jacket.

And now I'm AWOL
after stabbing an MP.

You're lucky.
They got me framed for killing my boss.

Did your boss order
your four closest friends to kill you?

No, you got me there.

Hey, Officer Michael Stigman.

DEA Officer Bobby Trench,
but I guess you know that already.

- Pleasure.
- So, what,

you just happened
to pick me, or...

you got orders to
set me up on purpose?

I had orders, man.
I didn't know you were DEA.

My people did.
But they're Intel.

There's not much
they don't know.

Your people?

So I can take it over my
commander's head to the Admiral.

That's why they wanna kill me
and why I wanted to talk to Papi.

Right.

Well...

I guess we can both talk to him
at the same time.

What, like we're
workin' together?

- No, not like we're working together.
- Yeah!

No, like we're workin'
in the same vicinity.

- Together.
- In the same area code.

- Together.
- The same county.

And don't get all We Are The World
on me either.

When this is over,

- I'm still gonna shoot you.
- But we're partners.

Come on, man,
Ebony and Ivory.

Shit, I think he puked.
He's puked or he's dead.

Oh, yeah, he puked.

Hey.

I'm gonna fuckin' kill you both.

This might take a while.

I got all day, partner.

Hold on.

Let me put that in there with ya.
Put that on ya.

So, partner,
how you wanna do this?

I like that, it's got a nice roll
off your tongue there.

Well, we're not that close.
Don't kumbaya with me.

- Don't kumbaya.
- Hey,

I'm gonna get my bucket and towel
and waterboard his ass.

No, we gotta give him a chance to talk.
You got anything to say?

I hope you guys like
the taste of balls,

because I'm gonna chop yours off,
stuff 'em in your mouths.

See?

Or maybe I'll put yours in his
and his in yours.

Want me to get the bucket?

Kumbaya.

So, why were you puttin' so much
money in Tres Cruces?

It's Tres Cruces.

We thought you just stashed
a little cash there until we

robbed the place,
found 40 million. Why is that?

- You robbed Tres Cruces?
- That's correct. Why is that?

That's funny, huh?

You're dead.

- Yeah, that is funny, isn't it?
- You're both dead.

And I didn't even
have to kill you.

I thought you were sharp.
"I-know-a-guy" Bobby.

But you...

You just ripped off the CIA.

The CIA?

The CIA.

He's full of crap. Why would he have
money in the same bank as the CIA?

Why would you have money
in the same bank as the CIA?

I don't have shit
in that bank.

The only money
I deliver to Tres Cruces

- is a payment.
- To the CIA?

The CIA.
They take 7% of my revenue.

In return,
they let me use their planes

so I can get my shit
across the border.

I could do it a lot cheaper,
but there was really no negotiations.

You know...

They take it from
all the cartels.

Bullshit.

Okay.

They're still gonna kill you.

Bobby?

You said stop by anytime.

- You kidnapped a drug kingpin!
- That's correct.

Papi Greco!
And you tied him up in my garage!

Sorry. What do you...

Would you mind,
if I swipe the yogurt?

Yeah, sure. Please. Help yourself
to anything. Take whatever you want.

It's just a yogurt.

But it's her yogurt.
Just put it back.

Please.

Are you two like ex-boyfriend
and girlfriend?

Actually, you know what?
We never put a name on it.

So, what, you broke his heart
or he broke yours?

Wow, this guy will really ask anyone
anything at anytime.

Why don't you go and
check on Papi, huh?

What do you see in this guy?

I could go on for hours,
but I don't know you,

and I don't think
this is the right time

for us to have this
conversation, okay?

So daddy issues, huh?

- Daddy!
- Is he serious?

- Garage. Papi. Go.
- I knew it. Hi, daddy.

- I get it now.
- Go. Go to the garage.

- Can I have the yogurt?
- You can have the yogurt. Yes!

- I don't like her, man.
- You don't get a vote.

I'm gonna watch her.

Bobby.
What are you doing?

Are you 100% sure
you can trust this guy?

No. But he's all
the help I got.

Jessup's dead.

The money we stole was CIA money.
They came lookin' for it.

I'm sorry, Deb, I didn't mean
to get you involved in all this.

You okay?

What are you smirking at?

You know, I've been
racking my brain

trying to figure out
who you look like.

And it finally dawned on me.

You look like
a Mexican Albert Einstein.

Minus the genius factor,
obviously.

You want some yogurt?

Payback's a bitch.

That's for Little Toro.

Stig.

Stig!

Pack it up!

Move it, move it!

- Stig.
- The one and only.

That your people?

Do you have to
say it like that?

Like what?
They're your people, right?

Technically, yes, but I thought
you were my people now.

All right, two taps,
we'll hit the garage. On go.

- Okay. On your go.
- Go!

Fuck.

What was that about?

That was messed up.

What the hell is going on?

I don't know.

I don't know.

Give me your phone, now.

I'll take the car, too.
Get out. Get out!

Oh, my God.

Está en un gray Charger.

How did Stig's people know
to come to your house?

I don't know.
They must have followed you.

I don't think so.

We would have seen 'em.

We should have seen 'em.

How'd they know to
come to your house?

Hmm?

Why were they
at your house, Debbie?

Oh, no. You serious?

Bobby...

Out of the car, gabacho.

Hurry up.

You fucked up now, ese.

On your knees.

I know some guys, too, Bobby.

Bag 'em up.
Let's take 'em home.

- Do you wanna talk about it?
- No.

- You sure?
- Yeah, I'm sure.

- I told you I didn't like her, man.
- Shut up.

What are you
gettin' mad at me for?

Because you talk too much.

What'd I ever do to you?

Besides shoot me?

You know what you are?
You're a misanthorpe.

It's misanthrope.
I'm a misanthrope.

Did you know what
I meant to say?

No. What did you
mean to say?

- That you don't like people.
- Shut up.

Time for my massage.

Yeah. I'll have housekeeping
clean up your bed.

Oh, shit.

My grandfather cut cane for 30 years
every day and never got a blister.

Says it smells like hell,

toughens the hands.

You know what
I like about this?

Not only do I get to take my time
with you guys,

but this time, I don't have to worry
about leaving any marks.

Don't put your
hands on me, man.

- Shit.
- What did you say?

Just don't put those
pissy hands on me, man.

You ain't got a home, Bobby.

DEA doesn't want you around.

Not with your sins.

Payback's a bitch.

You smell like
warm Corona, man.

You remember
my prize breeding bull.

With cojones
the size of coconuts.

You wanna see him?

No, it's okay.
We can see good from here.

Adiós, Bobby.

No, no.

Shit!

$43 million!

It's everything
we stole from the CIA.

You let us go,
we'll bring it to you.

- I got the money.
- What are you talking about?

- I got it.
- You don't have it!

I know I don't have it.
He doesn't know that.

But you don't have the money.

I know you don't have it,
'cause I have it.

You have it?
Well, where is it?

- Corpus Christi Naval Air Station.
- Don't tell me. Tell him.

Oh, shit!

Where is it?

Commander Quince's safe!
Corpus Christi Naval Air Station!

The guy's pissing on us, and you're
askin' if we should fuckin' tell him.

If that's the truth,
I might as well just kill you now.

I had a run-in with a couple boys
out of your organization.

Hello, Earl.

Mr. Bobby Beans
and Mr. Michael Stigman.

Well, they're not
from my organization.

They're freelancers.

And Bobby Beans
is undercover DEA.

And Mr. Stigman's
AWOL U.S. Navy.

They stole 43.125 million
from the Tres Cruces.

We want it back.

Is there a finder's fee?

Fee is we let you
continue to do business.

Fee is we don't raise
our cut from 7% to 20.

The fee is we don't come down here
with a squad of Apache A-6 helicopters

and wipe you off
the face of the earth.

You like my country
weak and corrupt, don't you?

So you can buy your
cheap crap at the mall.

Well, Earl, I'm not cheap.

Is this about pride, Manny?

About machismo?

Prove you got
a big Mexican cock?

Well, your cock is huge.
It's massive.

And I,
I'm in awe of your cock.

So what?
You're still a drug dealer.

And I'm still the government
of the United States.

It's a free market, Manny.

Not a free world.

I'll take a look.

Hard! You'll look hard.

Under every rock in Mexico.

Let's get out of this shithole.

I've decided to let you
bring me the 43 million.

The truck'll take you
north to the border.

From there, you'll cross
on foot with the coyotes.

If it's all the same,
we'd rather drive.

With everybody
lookin' for you,

they'd pull you out
of line in two seconds.

No, you go the way
you force my people.

If we can't risk crossing, how are we
suppose bring back the money?

I'll meet you north
of the border in 24 hours.

Now, I'm trusting you
to fulfill your part of the bargain.

Hey, Bobby.

You got 24 hours
to bring me the money.

Or I'm gonna shoot her
right in the head.

Then I'm gonna find you,

and I'm gonna
gut you like a pig!

Stig!

When this is over,
I'm still gonna shoot you.

Whatever it takes, Bobby.

- Pick one. I can get in anything.
- So, what about the Audi?

No, I don't do German, okay?
Locks are tricky, too many alarms.

- Okay. Suburban?
- That one is like 2010.

It's gonna get like two miles a gallon.
I ain't payin' for all that gas.

You know, for a car thief,
you are mighty particular.

I'll break into the Honda.

I look like I'm gonna ride
in that Honda to you?

You could.

And you could pick somethin' with
a little more class.

I hate to remind you,
but we're breakin'

onto a high-security
Navy base.

We ain't going to do the hip-hop Opera.

It ain't no Les Misérables
for you tonight.

- Les Misérables!
- Oh, man, whatever the fuck, man.

Don't remind me.

Look, it's not my fault Quince took
the money back to the base.

I thought you said you took
the money back to the base.

No, I never said that.

So the money
could be anywhere.

It could be in East Jabip,
the Cayman Islands...

No, the money
is on the base, okay?

I gave it to Commander Quince
at the Camino Real.

He told the guys to take it to the base.

Right before he took you out
and tried to kill you.

That doesn't mean
he's lyin' about the base.

Not everybody's as paranoid
as you, Bobby. Jeez.

What about the Prius?
You like the Prius?

Camino Real.

Yeah, it's a hotel.

I met Debbie
at the Camino Real.

- No shit?
- Yeah.

What was she doing there?

She said she was there
to meet her boyfriend, Harvey.

Wait. Your girlfriend
has a boyfriend?

She's not my girlfriend.

Holy shit.

Yeah, just pick a car.

Right here.

- You picked that one?
- Yeah.

Fuck you want,
a fuckin' Bentley?

I got it.

- Hi.
- Hey.

Crazy question,

you wouldn't have anybody knows
how to fix a snowmobile?

I don't think so.

Would you check for me?
I really need it fixed by tonight.

Why, a big storm coming?

You never can be too sure.

I'll be right back.

- Up with that?
- What?

She smiled at you,
you didn't wink at her?

I don't wink
at every woman I see.

Snowmobile in Texas, huh?
You must be in some serious shit, sailor.

You got yourself
a new claw, huh?

Gimme claw. Give it a pound.
It's a beauty.

You still got
my rainy-day stash?

Yeah.

See ya later, Stig.

All right.

You know what they say,

talk softly and carry
an M-4 with a grenade launcher.

Wow.

Which one you want?

This one.

What's your plan
for gettin' on the base?

I'm workin' on it.

Alright, remember, once we get
to the command building,

Doors to Quice's office is first
door at end of the hall.

If he's not in the field,
that's where he lives 18 hours a day.

Right, right.
But you still haven't told me

what the plan is
to get through the gate.

I got a plan. I mean,
I'm capable of comin' up with a plan.

I'm not saying, you are not capable.
I'm just saying, you haven't told me.

- What is it?
- I'm workin' on it.

Better work faster.

Much faster.

- Move it up.
- Quickly.

Fuck it.

Halt!

He's going through!

That fast enough for ya?

Shit!

- Let's go! Let's go!
- On the radio now!

Return to post!

- That was your plan?
- Well, we are in the base, aren't we?

That's not a plan. Nobody in their
right mind breaks into a naval base.

That's why it's a brilliant plan.
No one expected it.

You shoulda seen your face.
Damn, they were surprised.

Your stop comin' up.
I'll play decoy,

lead 'em away, try to get to
the Admiral, okay?

All right. Things go wrong,
I'll see you back at the boat yard.

Oh, things can't go wrong.

I'm gettin' a medal. I get to the Admiral,
I'm gettin' a medal. Watch.

You're gonna wish
me luck, aren't ya?

- Come on, man, let's hear it!
- Good luck.

Quince's office
at the end of the hall.

Remember, first floor,
end of the hall!

Halt!
Stop where you are!

We have a breach
at Status Hall!

Go, go!

Up the stairs!

Sir, Petty Officer Michael Stigman,
ID number 540333.

Wait a minute, what's the problem?

Shit, I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to do that to you, man.

Sir.

I've been in service 12 years

I've never stepped foot in an
officers' mess, much less crashed it.

Please, sir,
it's an emergency.

Stand outside, please.

- Leave us alone.
- Thank you, sir.

Hey, I'm really sorry about that man.

I didn't mean to hit you like that.
I apologize.

I'm listening, sailor.
Sit.

Thank you, sir.

- Try the Admiral again for me.
- Yes, sir.

And you believed
this stolen money

would all be used
to fight drug cartels?

Yes, sir. I thought the orders came
down the valid chain of command.

Blind loyalty is not loyalty.

I know that, sir,
and that's why I'm here.

Well, you've shown
a lot of tenacity

and a lot of guts
bringing this to me.

Thank you, sir. That means
the world comin' from you.

Unfortunately, there's nothing
I can do for you.

Of course, sir. I mean, you can
just lock down the base.

You can arrest
Commander Quince.

The United States Navy
does not rob banks.

Its personnel
did not rob a bank.

I'm not gonna tarnish the integrity
of the Navy over one crooked sailor.

If there was money
taken from the bank

that was part of
an illegal CIA slush fund,

the Navy had no knowledge
the fund existed.

Your jacket has you
six months AWOL?

Yes, sir.

It's gonna stay that way.

Commander Quince's jacket will
likewise be amended so he's also AWOL,

making none of this
the Navy's problem.

But sir, this isn't right.

Well, I'd offer more,

but when the hand
has gangrene,

you chop it off
to save the body.

You don't keep the pinkie around
just because it meant well.

Have Petty Officer Stigman
dropped outside the main gate.

He sets foot on a military base
anywhere in the world,

I want him shot.

This is bullshit.

You know, men like me fight and die
on the orders of men like you!

Without us, those stars on your
shoulder are a fucking costume!

Open the safe.

Does your boss know
you're doin' this?

Open it.

Or did the CIA kill her
like they did Jessup?

What's it to you?

- I don't like loose ends.
- Neither do I...

Harvey.

Huh?

Well, my mother
named me Harold.

I like Harvey.
Harvey has a nice ring to it.

Don't you like Harvey?

I don't know what
you're talkin' about.

Yes, you do.

Been to the Camino
Real Hotel lately?

Open the safe.

Staging area cleared up!

Bring it through!

Where's the money?

You tell me where Deb is.

She's gettin' her nails done.
Where is the money?

I don't know.

All right,
tell me what you do know.

Well, your girl
found out where the CIA

was stashing the money
right about when I did.

And when I told her,

that she and I could get away with
the money by setting you and Stigman up,

she didn't even blink.

Don't lie to me.

Was she that unhappy, Bobby?

Where is the money?
Don't lie to me.

You think I'd keep it here
with you and Stigman still alive?

Come on, Bobby.

You gave it to her,
didn't you?

Didn't you?

Commander.

Back up.

- Go, go, go, go!
- On your six!

Move, move, move!

All personnel
evacuate the building.

All personnel
evacuate the building.

Take the back, in that alley!

Go to the front!
Let's go!

Hey!

This way! Move!

Come on, come on! Find him!

Clear!

Clear!

You okay?

Come on, let's go.

- You okay, sir?
- Yeah, I'm fine.

Work off the standpipe!

This is really good barbecue.

You don't want to
regret not tryin' it.

Why don't you stop wasting
my time and just kill me?

Even if Bobby was
coming with the money,

you'd still kill us both.

But he's not coming.

- He'll be here.
- No.

He won't.

You think he's just
gonna let you die?

You think it was a coincidence the Navy
came looking for Bobby at my house?

If I couldn't have Bobby,
at least I'd have half of 43 million.

You set up Bobby Beans.

I wouldn't be
coming for you either.

Where's the money?

Come on. I don't know.

Gone, outta the country.

It's certainly not
on a Navy base, Papi.

Where does that leave you?

Exactly where
I deserve to be.

- Yeah.
- Bobby.

You're late.

I got the money.

I don't believe you.

No, I got it.

Believe me, I got it.
I'll bring it to you.

Where are you?

Hi, Bobby.

Debbie?

Can he hear us?

Just hang up
the phone and run.

Okay, listen to me.

Tell him I got the money.

Hang up the phone.

It's not your fault.
Just...

Debbie.

Tell him I have
the money. Okay?

And I know you know
where the money is.

Just tell him I have it.

Debbie, listen to me.

I'm sorry.

I really meant to love you.

Debbie.

Where are you?
Debbie, where are you?

Where are you? Debbie?

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?
Debbie? Uh...

Wait a minute,
I got the money.

What'd they say?
What'd the Admiral say?

What'd the Admiral say? Admiral
washed his hands of the whole thing.

Navy turned their back.

Where's the money?

There was no money, Stig.

- What?
- There was no money.

'Course there is.
I gave Quince the money.

Right, and Quince gave it to Deb,
and Deb is dead.

Papi killed her.

Fuck him.

We'll just go down to Mexico.

We'll lure 'em all down, then
take every one of 'em out. Kill 'em all.

And then what?

Well, at least Quince
and Papi'd be dead.

And then what?

Oh, you just wanna let 'em escape?

You don't get it, do ya, Stig?

I mean, God bless you,
you still think there's some kinda code.

There is no code.

You followed every order the Navy
gave you, they kicked you in the teeth.

There is no code, Stig.

No one fights for the Navy, okay?
It's not about the Navy.

You fight for the guy
that's fighting next to you.

That doesn't mean
anything to you?

I'm goin' to Mexico.

And just so you know,
my code? My code saved your life.

There's three inches between your
heart and your shoulder.

My bullet goes three inches left,
you'd be dead.

And I won't be here.

'Cause Quince only decided to kill me
because I let you live.

What, you think
I missed, huh?

Is that what you think?
You think I missed?

When have you
ever seen me miss?

You stay here.
I'm goin' to Mexico.

Our deal still stand?

I give you the money,
I walk away clean?

Hola. Looks like you
had a banner morning.

You better have my money.

Right here. Every penny.

Where's Bobby?

We had a philosophical
fallin' out.

Open your trunk.

I just want your word OK, that you and
your boys, Ferret Nose Julio, all of 'em,

you'll help me
kill Commander Quince.

Who's Commander Quince?

That's him.

Mr. Stigman,
you promised me $43 million

for killin' everyone
on this ranch.

Got the money
right here, sir.

Thing is, I promised Papi
the $43 million, too,

so I'm afraid you two
are gonna have to duke it out.

Maybe he and I'll just kill you
instead and split the money.

What do you say, Papi?

50% of 40 million?

Better than 100% dead, right?

He'll double-cross you. Minute your back
is turned, bullet in the head.

50-50.

The guy up on the roof
says 60-40.

He ain't got a trustworthy bone
in his body.

I came back, didn't I?

Fuckin' CIA.

Red rover, red rover.

Whoever's got my 43.125 million
better come the fuck on out.

You offer him the money, too?

I didn't call him.

It's in the trunk!

Why the fuck did
you tell him that?

Thank you, Commander.

Mr. Stigman, come on out
and open the trunk.

Nice and slow, now.

Well, what do we got here?

Sounds like
a Mexican wedding.

Is that my '64 Impala?

That's correct.

I told you.

I know a guy.

Now,

who wants to see $43 million?

For a minute there,
I thought you had me chasing my tail.

You want to count it?

If you're shortin' me,
I know where to find you.

So we're good?

Did I not give you my word?

That's right.

Then don't treat me
like an asshole.

I'll try my best.

You and Mr. Stigman
are free to go.

Yes, sir.

I trust you can find
your own way home?

That's right.

- What're you doing, Bobby?
- Let's go.

I'm not gonna let him
get away with the money.

Let's go.
I hate these daggone teeth.

They're not just
gonna let us go.

- I got a plan.
- Hey, I got my M-16.

- I got my grenade launcher,
- I got my M-4. Let's do this shit.

I got a plan. I'm capable of
coming up with a plan.

Well, it better be
a goddamn good one.

It's a good plan.

Make it rain.

That was your plan?
To blow up $43 million?

Yeah, that's why it's a brilliant plan.
Nobody expected it.

Go.

Come on! Come on, move it!

Dumb assholes!
Move it!

You comin'?

Go ahead,
I'll be right behind you.

Don't miss.

I never miss!

Told ya.

Stig! Stig!

Don't do it.
Don't do it.

Playtime's over.

No more fucking around.

Now,

drop your weapon.

Tell Mr. Stigman
to do the same.

You tell him.

It's real simple.

We can all make a deal
or we can all die.

I'm not making any deals.

Talk to your man, Bobby.

Be the smart one.

You think Tres Cruces
is the only stash we got?

We got 20 more.
We got money everywhere.

You're not gonna
change a damn thing.

Stig?

Yeah?

You're my people, right?

That's correct.

You good?

Never better.

We're not people, though.

This makes us family.

All right, brother.

Hey, Senor Einstein, you're looking
kind of fucked up sittin' there, man.

You all right?

Mow my lawn.

Adios, puto.

Well, you know
what was so cool?

You rolling in
on that '64 Impala.

- You like that?
- I mean, you looked badass, man.

Yeah, that's right.

Listen, one more thing,
one more thing.

What?

Give me your gun.

Give me your gun.

- Are you're not serious.
- Yes, I am.

Thank you.

You're really gonna do this
after everything we've been through?

Arm or leg?

- Arm or leg? I'm thinking leg.
- This is not gonna make you feel better.

Because leg, there's more
flesh, there's not as much bone.

You know, the arm will...

You know what you are?
You are a petty...

Fucking son of a bitch!

- Hurts, doesn't it?
- You know you coulda killed me?

- Is that right?
- Three more inches to the left.

Don't even say it, man.

You wouldn't be winking at
those waitresses anymore..

I'd still wink, I just wouldn't be able
to do anything about it.

You know me, I don't miss.

I never miss. When's the last time
you saw me miss?

You gonna carry my ass all
the way the fuck home.

When is the last time you saw me miss?

Oh, shit, man.
This burns.

That's correct.

You know, I shot you when
I didn't know who you were.

Before we were family.

But we're family now. I shot you
because I know who you are.

That ain't right.

They definitely got the look.

Assholes and windshield sunglasses,
practically CIA uniform.

Can I get you boys
anything else?

Are your doughnuts any good?

Tell you the truth,
they're pretty lousy.

Can't tell you how happy we are
to hear that.

You take care.

I saw that.

- Saw what?
- You winked.

- That's a twitch.
- Yeah, right.

You know, for a guy who just
blew up $43 million,

all of a sudden,
you are a very generous tipper.

Who said I blew up
$43 million?

What are you sayin'?

I ain't saying anything,
what are you hearing?

I'm hearing something.
You're saying something.

Well, if you're hearin' it,
it's only because you're hearin' it,

not 'cause I'm sayin' it.

How much did you keep?

Two million?

That's like one each.

So now you get half?

- Well, I shot half the guys.
- So?

Two million?