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(Music plays)

(Buttons clicking)

(Static)

(Phone dialling) Rubik's cube clicking)

(Tape buzzing)

(Dials clicking)

(Softer music plays)

(Cash register ringing)

Another robbery,

another insurance company pissed off.

They're not all on our patch, but...

Fuck it. Why can't we catch these guys?

Cowboys, as they've been dubbed, boss.

Dubbed? What the fuck does that mean?

The definition of dubbed, boss, is to...

Call 'em what you like. l want them.

Ears to the ground, eyes to the street.

lt might not mean much to you

but when you can feel the handcuffs of retirement

slipping round your wrists...

We've got to get these guys.

lt might kill me but l've got to do it.

(Camera shutter clicking)

(Music plays)

Man: lt will be at its minimum staff level.

The virus we released in the lobby last week worked.

And the two new temp guys

haven't had time to learn the system.

(Rain pattering)

(Music plays)

Man 2: All right. As is usual.

l'm in first, test the water.

No sign of me in 60, you enter.

Man 3: l do the security.

Man 2: lt goes off.

Man 1: Dispatch security, two of us infiltrate.

Man 3: l make the call.

Man 2: We escort the key holder to the safe.

Exits are cleared by you.

Man 4: l'll take care of crowd control.

Man 3: l pull up to the entrance in three minutes, doors ajar.

Man 2: Key holder is secured,

cargo in transit.

Man 1: Smoke is triggered by the door.

Cargo exits.

Man 4: Smooth drive away as the cavalry arrive.

Man 1: No shooting.

Man 2: Not if we can help it.

And then what happened?

lf you want one you should just take one.

Sorry?

Huh.

l don't smoke.

Woman: You should never deny yourself something

if you really want it.

lf you have the opportunity, just take it.

My partner said he doesn't smoke!

Could you just tell us what happened?

That's when all hell broke loose.

Thank the Lord you showed up.

(Music plays)

The gang entered, and then what?

Well, chaos.

You'll have to be

a little bit more descriptive than that, love.

You know, try and elaborate.

Um... They...

they came in the door when...

George was dealing with that madman in the raincoat.

George Hardy was the security guard

who was shot in the robbery.

Yeah, that's right.

Officer: Go on.

Woman: Uh...

Well, George,

he didn't see them coming in through the door.

They took him by surprise.

They took everybody by surprise.

(Music plays)

l'm waiting in me car outside, when... bang.

l hear gunfire and screams.

Uh, how many shots did you hear?

l don't know.

lt's not something you count when it's happening, is it?

But, um... more than one.

More than two?

Uh, probably.

Officer: lt's important to remember, you see.

Well... l'm waiting for a friend

and then the next thing l know it's happy hour in Beirut,

so, you know, l wasn't counting.

Uh, where exactly was your friend?

(Music plays)

(High-pitched buzz)

And that's when they came in.

Yes.

At what point were they aware you had a gun?

Um... l don't know. l think it was...

just after the security guard...

- George. - Yes.

George.

William.

William.

After they saw his gun out.

Who was it aimed at?

Me, of course.

Excuse me.

(High-pitched buzzing) (Mixed groans)

(Buzzing dies down)

(Dialling beeps)

Hello, Tyburn Security?

Mrs. Jones.

Well, l see the gems aren't the only beautiful things in here.

l need you to open the safe.

Hi. l'm from Gallow's Precious Gems.

Of course. 2-3-7-Gold.

(Music plays)

Man 3: Yeah, l just wanted to let you know

we've had a... a power failure here on some of the systems.

No, there's no problem. lt's all very quiet here.

Rules of the game!

Stay quiet, stay still, you live!

Fuck around, and you're dead.

The police?

No, l think they've got better things to do.

Man 3: (Chuckling)

Absolutely. Do call back.

The phone lines seem unaffected.

Certainly. Uh, it's Mr. Roe. l'm the manager here.

You have the number.

Thank you.

(Phone ringing)

Hello?

Yes, this is Mr. Roe.

That's correct, yes.

You might need to send an engineer.

No, no, no, no, no, l don't think that'll be necessary.

Thank you so much.

(Music plays)

What the fuck are you looking at?

(Guns cocking)

Slide that over to me. Nice and gently.

Nice and gently.

(Gun sliding)

Good boy.

(Music plays)

Thank you for your time and patience,

ladies and gentlemen.

Just to let you know,

if any of you try to follow us,

we've left a canister of poisonous gas by the door.

Now, should our lookout spot any of you following us,

she will release the gas.

(Music plays)

(Electronic beep) (Gas hissing)

Man: (Muttering) Shit!

(Yelling) Gas! Gas! Get back!

Man 2: What can l say, Billy boy?

Another brilliantly executed plan.

Billy: Brilliantly prepared plan.

Yeah, that and all.

So... is there a girl in the gang?

Several witnesses claim one of the gang mentioned one.

"She will let it off,''

as in poisonous gas.

Which it wasn't, thankfully.

The key doesn't belong to anyone at the Gem House.

How long till we find the lock it fits?

Well, l was told and, uh, l quote,

''Forever and a day.''

We got to follow these leads,

but l get the feeling these guys are giving us the run-around.

They're smart.

Not necessarily all of them.

There could be only one brain behind the planning here.

Boss?

When there's only one planner things will fall apart.

Let's work on that. Now, where next?

And when?

Billy: Soon.

Anything we should know about?

Just that it's coming together nicely.

lt's going to be a big haul, this one,

and my last.

History tells us

that eventually every gang will get sloppy and get caught.

Fall out and get caught.

Or retire and sometimes get caught.

Which shall it be?

Well, l've had a good career.

Feel l'm slipping a bit.

lt's a young man's game this, isn't it, eh?

Why do you always say this, every time?

lt's bad luck to say that.

No, no, no, no, no, no.

lt's bad luck to walk under a ladder,

to smash a mirror, or to kick a black cat.

l've never heard anyone say, ''No, l'm quitting,'' is bad luck.

Look, just don't say it, all right?

Bound to get caught some time.

Long as you keep planning well, Billy,

the police aren't even going to get near us.

Just don't say it. Don't jinx it.

ls it really bad luck to kick a black cat?

- You ever kicked one? - No.

Well, don't worry about it then.

Anyway, why would l want to quit, eh?

Best gig in the world.

(Music plays)

(Sighing)

Do you think we'll get them before they retire?

We better had, Tom.

l don't like walking away from open cases.

Yeah. Let's hope our luck changes then.

Or their run of luck ends.

Guys! Call me on the next one.

(Footsteps departing)

What you spending yours on then, Silver?

Usual. Girls. Girls. Girls.

How about you, Butch?

Well, my mum's roof started leaking again

so l'll probably put some aside for that.

You make sure you get yourself a proper builder, right?

Get robbed blind by some of the cowboys out there.

l'll give you me cousin's number.

Butch: ls he a builder?

No, he's a fuckin' hat maker.

Thought it might keep the rain off your mum's head.

- Milliner. - What?

A milliner.

That's what they call a hat maker.

Nice.

ls your cousin a hat maker or a fucking builder, man?

So when are we planning the next one then?

Monday.

(Music plays)

Man: The manager will be here shortly.

(Music plays)

Somebody wanted to see me?

Ah, sorry, sir. He just left.

Right weirdo.

(Music plays)

Why did you want to do it?

Are you married?

No.

You are.

So you're the curmudgeon.

Unmarried, solitary...

going with his hunches, against the rules.

And l know you're the family man.

Never putting a foot wrong.

Doing everything by the book.

And beaten to the result

by the cocky young whippersnapper here.

Whoa! Don't judge a book by its cover, mate.

Oh, l forgot. You also use clich�s.

Did you ever cheat on her?

Will, please.

Woman: No, l can't. l can't do it anymore.

Helen, please, why not?

Because l'm not happy.

Because it's not going anywhere.

Give it a chance, love.

l have.

l'm sorry, it's over.

Say hi to your wife for me.

Another robbery, boss.

Looks like it's the cowboys again.

Don't worry.

We'll get them before you retire.

Give me a moment. l... need to speak to someone.

Of all the stupid ideas.

Why did you try and rob a bank?

Did she ever cheat on you?

(Sigh)

- Will... - (Chuckling)

You probably wouldn't know anyway.

William, what the fuck are you on about?

Fuck! You said it, fuck!

My wife cheated on me.

She did it right in front of me with my boss.

My fucking boss!

And there was nothing l could do about it.

Probably sat on my bed laughing about me now,

like they always have.

Look, l'm sorry to hear that, William,

but we cannot condone your behaviour...

When... When someone you love cheats on you,

it... it destroys you.

Your whole body is confused, one big knotted mess.

He doesn't need to know this.

You want to know why l tried to rob the bank?

Yes.

(Sigh)

l wanted to rob the bank to get some money.

l wanted to pay her off, get her out of my life.

l wanted to get out of my job.

l wanted to get away from everything

that reminded me of the two of them.

And...

l wanted to do something in my life

that people would sit up and take notice of.

l wanted to prove l wasn't a failure.

-lronic isn't it? -What is?

William: The day l choose to rob this bank,

someone else is robbing it and l get caught.

Well...

l hope they die laughing in my bed!

Tell us about your plan.

My plan?

Surely, you just didn't run in there with a gun.

You must have thought this through.

Oh, well, l done my homework.

l knew when the bank held the most cash.

Cash?

You were after the cash?

Butch: Not cash? - No.

So what's to take, then?

We got enough cash to bankroll this.

And with the profit,

we'll be able to have a nice holiday for a while.

Holiday? This is hardly fucking work, is it?

The more relaxed you guys get,

the better chance we got of getting caught.

Stop being such a bloody drama queen, Billy,

and get on with the plan!

All l'm saying is...

We're not fucking idiots, Billy!

We know, you get lazy, you get caught.

But right now we're professionals.

The day the adrenalin goes is the day we all walk away.

No. The day the adrenalin goes is the day we fuck up.

What we going after? Why not cash?

There's more lower currency notes

being put into circulation,

which equals more bags to carry out.

Which equals more trips to the car,

which equals more time,

which equals a better chance of us getting caught.

Which equals l'm totally fucking lost then.

Well, hang on. What are we taking?

The Meidan-i-Noor.

Does that come with rice?

(Laughing)

Come with rice! (Laughing)

lt's a big fucking emerald.

Well, it's worth tens of millions,

but we're being used as a holding area

before it gets picked up.

Silver: Which day?

Tuesday.

Butch: Tuesday!

(Laughing)

There's not much time frame there.

There's enough.

lt's a bit risky though.

Well, l know it's a risk,

but they've got dummy drops all over town.

And because we're low security,

they shouldn't suspect a thing.

Oh, no, no, they've, um...

they're coming in on a normal delivery.

l think it's... Yeah, l think it's box 237.

Well, 'cause it's no bigger than the size of your fist.

That shouldn't be too hard to carry out.

Getting out's going to be the easy bit.

Now who's jinxing things?

lt's getting to the back of the bank

that's going to be the hard bit.

Butch: Never had a problem before.

Times are a-changing.

We're on the cusp of a new era.

Yeah. Motion detectors,

time locks, early warning systems.

Hang on.

You're saying it's going to be harder.

So what? We're good, aren't we?

Hard or impossible.

ln a year or so there's going to be no point

going into a bank with a gun.

See, the bad news is,

the bank that Billy's talking about

has just had a major new security refit.

Yes. l mean, George is just there for show, really.

l mean, God knows what he'd do in a real robbery.

(Thump)

Hang on, just give me one second, will you?

Sorry, about that. What was l saying?

Security.

Here's the problem.

- Along with the... - ...normal systems

we've got a...

an immediate response trigger installed with the police.

Well, l can't tell you how it works.

Well, because l don't know how it works.

lt's an early warning system.

So, l mean, if anything out of the ordinary happens,

the police are alerted straight away

even if a light bulb blows.

That's a bit excessive, isn't it?

Yeah. No one likes being robbed anymore.

So l'm guessing the moment the cameras

or the alarms are cut

the police are on the way.

That's right.

What's the minimum response time?

Oh, where we are,

l think it's about 10 minutes, which l think is terrible.

lt's great for us.

lt's still not long to find it.

Come on, Billy.

How much we talking here?

lt's the Meidan-i-Noor.

We can retire on it.

On each of our own islands.

The Meidan-i-Noor.

Never heard of it. What is it?

Come on, Earp.

The large emerald you tried to steal.

l keep telling you,

l stopped the bloke from robbing the place, that's all.

Sure.

What's his story anyway?

l can't wait for the weekend.

William?

William.

(Loud whisper) William!

What is it?

Said l can't wait for the weekend.

And?

- l just thought... - You disturbed me

to tell me that?

l'm sorry, Raj, but information like that

is not exactly golden, is it?

None of us can wait until the weekend.

None of us enjoy it here.

We would all prefer to be at home than at work.

(Muttering) Somebody didn't get laid last night.

What's that?

Nothing.

Sorry, l forgot.

Listen, whether l get laid or not

has got nothing to do with you

or anyone else here.

Apart from the boss.

Sorry, William, but l just think you're mad

to let it carry on under your nose like that.

How do you know?

Come on.

l asked you, how do you know?

Everybody knows.

What are you going to do about it?

What do you mean?

Well, l assume you're not happy about the situation.

Would you like your wife to fuck the boss

while you can't do anything about it?

He won't fuck my wife.

l don't even want to fuck my wife.

Then again, l didn't choose her.

Why can't you do anything about it?

He's my boss.

Look, l'm not your age.

l can't find another job this late in my career.

Career?

(Sigh) l've been promised area manager

within the next three months.

Everybody's been promised that job.

Oh, don't tell me you didn't know.

- Even you? - Yeah.

Even me, the token lndian in the office.

That's how we know it's bullshit.

Bullshit, my friend.

What's wrong?

My wife's here.

What, are you just going to sit there?

Why, what would you do?

l'd divorce her

and l'd throw him out the fucking window.

l'm in the process of the former.

And... how's it going?

They only ever go one way. She's after the house.

Yeah, but she's leaving you.

Yeah, well, the house is in her name.

Why?

She bought it.

''l can buy my own fucking house. Can't l?''

What are you going to do?

Man: (Laughing)

Y-You are joking?

Did someone put you up to this?

(Continues laughing)

No.

You're serious.

l'm... sorry.

l-l-l thought that when... you said...

l want to speak to your superior.

There's no need for that, sir.

l genuinely thought it was a joke.

Get me your manager!

l do apologize, sir.

Look, let's look at the figures again.

(Yelling) l want to speak to your manager!

Of course, sir.

Uh, just wait here a moment please.

Woman: Problem? - Just a bit.

- He wants to see Jacobs. - All right, well,

l'll go get him for you.

Man: Cheers.

Seven, eight, nine,

that's 10...

(Knocking on door)

Who is it?

Woman: lt's Samantha, sir.

Come in.

There is a problem with a customer.

He's demanding to see the manager.

l can carry on without you, sir.

- l'm sure l can trust you. - Yes, sir.

(Music plays)

Bingo.

- Jeez, you scared me. - Sorry.

ls it there?

l'm not sure yet.

Somebody wanted to see me.

Oh, sorry, sir. He just left.

Right weirdo.

My dad always said if you're given an opportunity

you should take it.

Girls, you're not paid to stand around and chat.

Back to your till, Samantha.

So who's the mastermind?

The what?

The brains behind the operation.

lt sure ain't you.

Are you saying l'm stupid?

Do l look stupid to you?

Oh, so this time it was you who planned the bank job?

No. Not this time, no.

So you admit that you've planned jobs before?

No.

l haven't done any bank jobs before. What are you on about?

lt's just your friends are all known bank robbers.

My friends? What friends?

Tom: Awwww...

you got no friends?

(Chuckle)

Okay.

What friends of mine are bank robbers?

Billy.

l don't know anyone called Billy.

Earp.

Earp?

What kind of name is that?

Butch.

Don't know anyone called Butch.

Sounds like a queer.

Well...

that queer says you're the planner.

No, not me.

So... you're the planner.

The what? No.

You do know what a planner is, right?

No.

Well, then how do you know you're not one then?

You were seen leaving the bank on Monday.

- What? - Camera footage.

lt wasn't me.

You were wearing these.

Where'd you get those?

Well, they were behind the tills.

So if you wouldn't mind,

perhaps you can explain how they got there.

(Car ignition)

Well?

How did they get behind the tills?

l have no idea.

We've got a theory.

So what are you doing tonight?

Me? Butch: Yeah.

l'm taking me girl out for a spot of dinner.

And then after that, back to hers

for a spot of... (Whistles)

This the same girl still?

Silver: Yeah.

Pfft. Must be a record for you.

What is it you do for a living again?

Taxi driver.

Yeah, what does she do?

l don't know.

Don't you think that's a bit of a problem?

l think she works in an office.

Billy: You think?

You hear that one?

lt's that sort of slackness

that's going to get us all busted.

Oh, give him a break, Billy!

So what do you talk about then if it's not work?

Not a lot of talking gets done if you know what l mean.

This chick is dynamite.

What are you doing with her?

Jeez, thanks a lot, big fella.

Butch: No. l mean... Oh, shit no.

l mean, how did you meet her?

Silver: Well, it's a funny thing 'cause...

Earp: Enough of this. We've got to get on with it.

Right, as long as everything goes to plan

you follow me in after 60 seconds.

l'll go around the back.

At two minutes l'll tap into the external phone lines

and cut the alarm.

Billy?

What?

What do you mean ''what''?

You forgotten the plan?

How can l forget the plan?

lt's my plan.

Huh!

Hang on, what's this all about?

Why do we always have to go through this?

Everyone knows the plan, right?

Let's get on with it then.

We're going to miss our window.

Yeah, we'll discuss this later.

(Music plays)

(Muttering) Shit.

This better not fuck up.

You better not fuck up.

You'll make your dinner date.

(Music plays)

...which is why we didn't get to have our break together.

So if you organize the rota next time we can do it.

We can have a tea break at the same time.

All right, l'll do that first thing in the morning.

Anything we can.

(Brakes squeaking) Oh...

- l'm going to go. - Okay.

See you tomorrow.

(Car ignition)

William: You two girls put your hands on the counter.

(Whispering) Don't ask.

Now, he's on his own.

(Music plays)

- We can still do this. - What?

Silver's cutting the alarm now.

- That is not a problem. - But... come on.

Billy, this is our only chance.

William: ...l'm going to start shooting people.

l know.

(Electronic beeps)

William: Now!

Man: Sir, please put the gun down.

William: You're not in charge here.

Hey! Get down, l said.

l said get down or l'll shoot.

Man: Sir, l don't...

(Gunshot) (Screaming)

(Electronic beeps)

Man: (Crying)

Oh, God, are you all right?

Man: (Screaming) Earp: Well, l doubt it.

ls it loaded?

(Weak coughs)

Your gun, is it loaded?

Are you the police?

lt's a fucking fake.

This isn't.

Congratulations.

Ow!

Okay.

Now, l realize you're all having quite a day.

Try not to make it your last, eh?

Now, we don't normally use guns.

That doesn't mean to say we don't know how to.

You going to open the fucking door?

The sooner you let us in, the sooner we go,

and the sooner this lot can get some medical attention.

Make sure it's the door and not the alarm.

(Door buzzing)

Earp: Right, all of you,

do as we say, no one else gets hurt.

You, come with me.

You too, Angie.

Billy: lt's either going to be in the main safe

or... -Yeah.

Or in the manager's personal safe.

What do you want?

Well, what do you fucking think?

(Rustling)

(Rustling)

(Muffled moan)

(Music plays)

Well?

Well, well what?

lt wasn't in the safe so it has to be in his.

Empty.

Bollocks.

(Wail of approaching sirens)

(Music plays)

(Tires squealing)

(Sirens blaring)

(Mixed yelling)

Officers: Get down! Get down!

(Mixed shouting)

Jesus Christ.

You've got nothing on me.

This ain't the movies, Earp, so stop talking in clich�s.

''This ain't the movies'' is a clich�.

Why don't you tell us what happened?

Good cop, bad cop? That's a clich�.

Who says we're not both bad cops?

Well, l won't argue with you there.

Huh!

You can't smoke in here.

Oh, please, Mr. Copper.

l promise to talk if you let me have a cigarette.

(Laughs) This is such bullshit.

You two don't like clich�s, here's another.

Evidence. You need it to prove something.

Well, we've caught you at the scene

with masks and weapons.

They're not mine.

(Laughs) ls that your defence?

Well, go on then, charge me.

l didn't take anything. l haven't done anything.

- Only 'cause we showed up. - (Laughing)

And you got there fucking quick as well.

How did you do that?

The alarms went off.

We'd only been in there five minutes.

''We''?

How long do we normally take?

Ten, if you're lucky.

Now, how do you know that?

Your friend

said that you've robbed banks before.

What friend?

How many have you got?

Who's framing me?

You are.

You know, he's too young to be wasting his life like this.

Oh, l guess he'll get used to jail.

Fuck off. Fuck you, yeah.

Why am l going to jail?

Because you robbed a bank today.

No, l didn't.

l tried to stop the bloke from robbing the place.

l got nothing.

And neither have you.

Don't count on it.

So, he took you out the back?

Yes.

lnto the safe, and then he tied me up.

Why did he take you?

What do you mean?

No offence, honey, but you're just a cashier.

Why didn't he take the supervisor?

What are you getting at?

That will be all for now, thank you.

- What are you doing here? - l, um...

l've been asked to give information.

What are you doing here?

Angie: Um, there was a robbery at the bank.

Or two, actually.

Come on, pal.

What's wrong? What did they ask you?

Nothing.

Just about what we were doing.

We?

You told them what l was doing?

The thing is, we know you're lying.

- About what? - Everything.

We've been told you were doing a lot more

than just waiting for a friend.

What?

What has she said?

She?

We'll get back to what ''she'' said

in a minute.

We want to talk about the security camera footage first.

What footage?

The footage of you

opening a panel at the back of the bank.

The panel that houses the exchange.

The exchange box with the cut wires.

And the cut wires which lead to the alarm system.

You're lying.

There was no footage. Was there?

No. There is no security footage.

What puzzles me is, though,

you said you were waiting at the front,

but you don't deny

being at the back of the bank cutting wires.

Officer: And you seem so sure there's no camera footage.

How could you possibly know that?

Unless...

Huh!

What is it?

My boyfriend's in there.

Your boyfriend?

He's in there now talking to them.

Talking to them about what?

Us... Me, l guess.

l used the last tea bag. Sorry.

(Exhalation)

Did you get the promotion?

What?

l was being sarcastic, Sam.

l've been passed over as well, you know.

Yeah, well, congratulations.

Angie: There's no point getting angry.

You know about the glass ceiling in this place by now.

- Angie, l would... - Look...

at the facts.

How long have you worked here, Sam?

Too long.

You know how to work the tills,

the floor,

the back room.

Yeah.

Security?

Huh. Yeah.

l know everything that there is to know.

Angie: Mm-hmm.

You're not going to get that job unless you have a sex change.

You just have to take a look at everyone else above you.

They're all men.

Yeah, but it's not fair.

No it's not fair, honey.

So if you want to get a career, join another bank.

- Hi. - Hi.

Better mood today?

Huh. Yeah, slightly.

Good.

Um... How's the book?

Good.

What's it about?

Oh, um...

it's, uh, it's about some master thief

who only steals from really massive mansions.

And one day he goes into a mansion

and he sees loads of pictures

of the woman who lives there

and he falls madly in love with her.

Wow! What happens next?

Well, they get it together,

but he's having a lot of trouble

hiding what he does for a living.

Yeah, well, hmmph!

Most secrets are hard to keep.

Here.

Any luck with the job search?

Oh, God, no, there's nothing out there.

l guess l'm just going to have to stay here

for the time being,

even though the money is sort of crap.

The money's not crap,

it's the amount you get paid that's the problem.

Huh! Yeah,

but there's nothing l can do about that, is there?

Well, it's worth tens of millions,

but we're being used as a holding area

before it gets picked up.

Tuesday.

Yeah, there is risk,

but they've got dummy drops all over town.

And because we're low security, no one should suspect a thing.

No, no, no...

They're coming in the normal delivery.

l think it's...

Yeah, l think it's box 237.

Well, because it's no bigger than the size of your fist.

Yes, l mean, George is just there for show really.

God knows what he'd do in a real robbery.

(Book clatters)

Hang on, just give me a second, will you.

(Music plays)

But how do we steal a big emerald?

Do l have your interest?

No, but the bank does.

- Exactly. - Huh.

So are you in?

Only if we can get away with it.

Why do you want to do this?

The money.

To get back at them and...

because we can get away with it.

Mm-hmm.

Are we going to get away with it?

- Don't know. - You don't know?

What do you mean, you don't know? You...

Samantha! l don't know!

Well, you had all the answers before.

No, l didn't.

Yeah. You did.

And you were the one....

lt was your idea to steal the emerald.

And it was your idea to cut the camera and the alarms

and make it look as if someone had broken in.

l knew it could be done,

but you knew how it could be done.

Listen, it's my name on the fucking envelope

so why don't you just relax?

(Music plays)

Silver: Billy?

(Lock buzzing)

Coffee?

Yeah. Sure.

- Have you got the envelope? - Yes.

- ls it big enough? - Yes.

And the stamps? Have you got st...

Samantha, will you just calm down?

Sorry. l'm just really excited and nervous.

Listen, you've planned this brilliantly

and it's in progress.

We can do it. Okay?

(Exhalation)

- Have you seen Samantha? - No.

(Panting)

(Click, beep)

Samantha: So when do we tell him that the alarms are down?

We're not going to tell him anything.

Will you just relax?

Sorry. l've just...

l've got a horrible feeling that something's going to go wrong.

What could possibly go wrong?

(Music plays)

l said put your hands on the counter

or l'm going to start shooting people!

Now!

(Footsteps)

(Muttering) Shit.

What the fuck is your boyfriend doing here?

How should l know?

- Well, what is he, a cop? - No.

- What, a criminal then? - No.

You set me up, didn't you?

Angie: What?

(lndistinct chatter)

(Static crackling)

You used me. You...

You used me to cut the alarms

because everybody knows

you don't know how to work the security system.

They're never going to suspect you.

Samantha. Calm down.

Calm down. We're in this together.

Okay.

lt's sat there in the post bag addressed to me.

- Promise? - Yeah.

(Static crackling)

So they aren't your sunglasses?

(Knocking on door)

Come in.

Tom: Well, go get it!

You're not going to believe this, boss.

(lnaudible)

What?

(Clatter)

l wonder if there's anything in here for you?

Well? ls there?

Now, Samantha's told us about your involvement...

lt was her fucking idea that...

Officer: Yeah, we know all about that.

Just tell us how the cowboys were involved.

- Cowboys? - Tom: The cowboys.

(Laughs) Your boyfriend's little gang.

Gang?

Officer: lt's going to be a very long night

if you persist in one word questions.

You mean the taxi drivers?

Taxi divers? What... is that another gang?

ls Silver involved with more than one crew?

l don't know what you're talking about.

Your boyfriend is a getaway driver

for a bunch of criminals.

What?

- You really didn't know? - Where is it?

ls it not there?

Angie! (Slam of hand on table)

- Where is it? - l don't know!

You're back to lying again.

Have you any idea how much that emerald is worth?

Millions?

When's that?

Tuesday? That's a bit risky isn't it?

Dummy drops is a good idea,

but it's going to be a little bit obvious

if the bank is taking in special deliveries.

Normal packages? How's it going to fit into that?

A fist! Huh!

Don't get much for your millions these days, do you?

What about your security guards?

(Laughing)

Probably shoot himself in the foot.

What... What extra measures have you taken?

Yeah, sure.

Thomas! Get me one of those will you?

Get it yourself.

l'm on the phone to the bank.

Well, when they've given you your millions,

you can pay me to make us both a cup of coffee, can't you?

Or you could respect my rank.

(Chuckling) Fucking guy.

Sorry about that, what was l saying?

Hi. Yeah, security?

Oh, yeah, we've got normal systems.

We've installed a...

an immediate response trigger to the police.

Really? How does that work?

Well, l can't tell you how it works.

Why not?

Because l don't know how it works.

Uh-huh, tell me about it. l can't even set my new VCR.

Officer: (On phone) Listen, back to the bank.

What's the response time

when the alarm's been triggered?

Ten minutes?

Well, that's pretty good going for us.

Yeah, well, l'll see what l can do.

l'm... l'm in courts Monday, but l'll send someone round.

Don't panic, he'll be as reliable as me.

Yeah, l'll be there Tuesday.

(Music plays)

(Door lock buzzing)

(Door opening)

Everyone on the floor. l have a gun!

Down! Get down on the floor!

Down!

Not you. Stay up.

Up! You, up.

No! No! No! No!

Bank staff, stay up. Hands on the counter.

Customers, down on the floor!

George: What about me?

Put the gun down or l'll shoot.

That's what l was going to say.

This is a real gun.

So is this.

Sir, you're scaring these people!

William: Why? No one's pointing a gun at them.

l'll put it down if you put yours away, sir.

William: (Laughs)

No one's ever called me sir until now

and it's because l've got a gun.

(Muttering) Shit.

William: Hey!

You two girls put your hands on the counter.

l said put your hands on the counter

or l'm going to start shooting people!

Now!

Sir, please put the gun down.

William: You're not in charge here.

Earp: Don't ask. Now, he's on his own.

And we can still do this.

- What? - Silver's cutting the alarm now,

and that is not a problem.

- But... come on. - Billy,

this is our only chance.

l know, but...

William: Hey! Get down l said!

l said get down or l will shoot!

- Sir, l don't... - Will you please shut up?

(Gunshot) (Screaming)

(Shrieking in agony)

(Wailing)

- Oh, God, are you all right? - (Screaming)

Earp: Well, l doubt it.

What are we going to do?

Nothing.

ls it loaded?

(Weak coughs)

Your gun, is it loaded?

Are you the police?

Hey! Hey! Take your fucking hand out of that case!

(Chuckling)

Oh, it's a fake.

lt's a fucking fake.

This isn't.

- Congratulations. - Ow!

Okay.

Now, l realize you're all having quite a day.

Try not to make it your last, eh?

(Whimpering)

Now, we don't normally use guns,

that doesn't mean to say we don't know how to.

You going to open the fucking door?

The sooner you let us in the sooner we go

and the sooner this lot can get some medical attention.

Make sure it's the door and not the alarm.

(Door lock buzzing)

Right, all of you, you do as we say

no one else gets hurt.

You come with me.

You too, Angie.

What do you want?

Well, what do you fucking think?

Well, l know where the safe is.

So where's the key?

(Key jingling)

Thank you.

(Metallic thud)

(Whispering) You stupid, stupid...

l'm a police officer. Can you open this door, please?

(Door buzzing)

All right.

So we're agreed the emerald isn't in either safe.

Well, it must be on site though.

Well, obviously the information you got was wrong

so we need to get out of here. -No!

We've come this far.

Don't push it, Billy!

Look, we search all the other rooms, all right?

lt's okay. l'm a police officer.

- What's your name? - Angie.

- Angie Lawson. - Okay, Angie.

Do you know where... (Thump)

They've gone into the manager's office.

Wait here.

We got to get out of here. Someone else has cut the alarm.

What?

Are you saying the police could be out there now?

Potentially.

Fucking hell, they are and all.

Well, we've got to hide somewhere.

Where?

What happened to me?

(Grunt)

Where are they?

Haven't you caught them yet?

Hang on. Hang on. Hang on.

They're in the manager's office.

And we can still get out of this.

(Yelling) What fucking happened to me?

You, curly!

What fucking happened to me?

Sheena Easton!

Did you fucking see?

Did you fucking see?

Princess, what happened?

What fucking...

Don't look at my face. Don't look at my fucking face.

What... You...

Call the police and stay here.

(Music plays)

(Thump)

What the bloody hell is going on here?

lt's been quite a day.

What's happened to your head?

(Wail of approaching sirens)

(Music plays)

(Brakes squealing outside)

Officers: Everyone, get down!

Get down! Get down!

(Mixed shouting)

Jesus Christ.

-Police officer! -Whoa, lads,

he's flying squad.

Arrest these guys...

and that one.

What happened here, boss?

Long story.

We're okay.

We're charging you with attempted robbery,

possession of firearms,

and after we get a warrant to search your premises,

l'm sure more charges will follow.

Hmmph.

We know you're the getaway driver.

You can't prove it.

Not yet. Be careful though.

Tom: Conspiracy.

Since the emerald can't be found

the evidence isn't solid enough

that you actually sent it to yourself.

So we can only charge you with conspiracy.

But if it turns up,

you'll go down for a lot longer.

l'm sorry to do this, William.

But we have to charge you with attempted robbery

and possession of a firearm.

lnterview terminated at 9:32.

(Tape recorder clicks off)

Tom...

Can you give us a minute?

William: Sorry.

(Voice breaking) l'm... so sorry.

Officer: Hey, Will...

Everything's going to be okay.

l'm going to jail.

You'll be out before you know it.

l'll see to that.

Yeah, but then what?

What future have l got?

lf l can't look after my big brother,

what sort of a man am l, eh?

Everything's going to be okay.

l'll make sure of that.

l've got nothing.

You will have.

Trust me.

Have you ever heard anything as crazy

as what we heard tonight?

Nope.

l mean, how the fuck do these things happen?

Coincidence.

No, there's got to be more to it than that.

What?

Everything happens for a reason.

lf you were given an opportunity,

would you take it?

What opportunity?

lf you had a chance to make your life better,

would you do it?

- To a certain extent, yeah. - Yeah.

Where do you draw the line?

l wouldn't break the law, if that's what you mean.

What?

l'm sorry, l was just waiting for you to burst out laughing.

So you wouldn't cross the line?

l mean, nobody's going to get hurt.

You wouldn't cross it?

Well, l'm a police officer, why would l?

Everybody has his or her price.

So you're saying you would?

Ha!

(Chuckling)

Take it easy, man.

l just wanted to see if you'd have a drink on duty.

Oh, fuck me, boss. You had me going there.

(Chuckling)

To a job well done.

Yeah, but not complete.

We've gone as far as we can.

But what about the emerald?

lt's out there... somewhere.

lt riles me.

(Slow inhalation)

l had this thought.

Maybe Angie and Silver are working together.

Maybe. We'll keep an eye on him,

see if he's going to pick up her mail.

lt's out there...

and nobody knows where.

Oh, l'm sure someone does.

� it'll be all right �

� As long as we stay tight �

� it'll be all right �

(Music plays)

� Am l my brother's keeper �

� Or am l just a fool �

� Am l my brother's keeper �

� l'm breaking all the rules �

� You know they did him wrong �

� They took you for a fool �

� So l protect his honour �

� 'Cause that's what brothers do �

� Am l not my brother's keeper? �

� Am l my brother's keeper �

� Or am l just insane �

� Am l my brother's keeper �

� l will defend his name �

� l do my best to make it all right �

� And keep it all intact �

� The moves l make are powerful, you see �

� l've got my brother's back �

� Am l not my brother's keeper? �

� Am l not my brother's keeper? �

� Am l not my brother's keeper? �

� Am l not my brother's keeper? �

� it'll be all right �

� As long as we stay tight �

� it'll be all right �

� it'll be all right �

� As long as we stay tight �

� it'll be all right �

� lt will be all right �

� it'll be all right �

� As long as we stay tight �

� it'll be all right �

� lt will be all right �

� Am l not my brother's keeper? �

� lt will be all right �

� Am l not my brother's keeper? �

� lt will be all right �

� Am l not my brother's keeper? �

� lt will be all right �

� Am l not my brother's keeper? �

� lt will be all right �

� Someone catch the thief �

� Who stole my heart �

(Music plays)

� Someone catch the thief �

� Who stole my heart �

� Someone catch the thief �

� Who stole my heart �

� Someone catch the thief �

� Who stole my heart �

� Someone catch the thief �

� Who stole my heart �

� Someone catch the thief �

� Who stole my heart �

� Someone catch the thief �

� Who stole my heart �

� Someone catch the thief �

� Who stole my heart �

� Someone catch the thief �

� Who stole my heart �

Do you have the love l need?

You've got me begging you for mercy