All language subtitles for The Heist (1989)

Hey, Wilson! Hey!

Skinner.

You're outta here.

Get your property
and report to R and R.

Okay.

Mind if I borrow
your socks?

Too bad you already
washed these.

I'd go another knot.

Good luck.

If this all works out,

you can have my shampoo.

Hello, Skinner.

Wyatt says you got
a ticket on the bus.

Well, I'm here
to punch that ticket.

Come and get it,
Skinner.

This time you ain't
gonna be so lucky.

What's he paying you
this time, Kelso?

Four packs of KOOLs
and a CD player.

Come on!

Break it up!

Back door.

That's the last warning!

Here's the shampoo, Cave.

And call me as soon
as you get out.

Last boarding call
for flight 1270

and boarding gate 17...

Mr. Mark Baker?

Telemarketing sales
conference?

- What's your name?
- Fred.

Why don't we stop off at
Ocean Downs on the way?

- Very good, sir.
- Good idea?

They say it's the prettiest
racetrack in the state.

But you know, the ponies
ain't running today, Mr. Baker.

Wait here too,
Mr... Baker?

Actually, we've already made
some cost control changes...

The racing board doesn't
wanna hear about that.

First you cut salaries, now you're asking
for more money.

Earl, what we want you
to see here is how that savings

plus a modest
budget increase...

Mr. Skinner.

I'm back.

I'll be in my old office.

Well, he's just trying
to cut down on smoking.

You know how that is.

Could we continue this
over lunch tomorrow?

Forget her, Neil. She's a done
a good job of forgetting you.

Put yourself
in my position.

I was in your
position once, Ebbet.

I couldn't even get you
a job as a gate guard

much less resume
a partnership.

Besides, I already have
a partner as you well may know,

and she loves it here, Neil.

All of it.

Afternoon, Bonnie.

Why don't you go back
to selling secondhand Jaguars?

That's where your talents
really lie, Neil.

And you still say
you didn't do it?

Well then. If you spent
four years in prison

for something you didn't do,

- what does that say, Neil?!
- I'm going to take you.

You won't know where
and you won't know when,

but you'll feel me
over your shoulder.

You'll wake up in the middle
of the night from a bad dream

and you'll know I'm coming.

Lunch tomorrow
with Stuart and Gary.

Yes, Mr. Berens.

I hope my ex-partner's
not going to be trouble.

He thinks you double-crossed
him to get the business.

He knows for sure
I did something worse.

All you did
was fall for me.

Come on, Freddie.
This'll only take a minute.

Let's look at that one
over there.

- What do you think of this one?
- No, you don't like it?

Let's try this one down here.
What do you think of this one?

- You're not really Mr. Baker.
- Just loosen up, will you?

Now look at this baby. I always wanted a
red convertible.

Huh? Let's have a look inside.
Jeez, it stinks.

Number one is It's a Dilly,
and Black Canary

is saddling along
at number two.

Three in the lineup
is Clam Chowder...

Mr. Berens?

- No sign of him yet.
- He'll come.

God damn it, Stuckey!

I keep on stepping
in gobs of tobacco juice.

I thought I told you to stop chewing that
stuff in here.

I'm sorry,
Mr. Durfee.

And keep this
goddamn gate closed!

Worthless old fart!

Don't call me an old fart.

Gotta teach that muscle head
a thing or two.

Hey, Stuckey.
Fish bait.

I'll be goddamned!

- I heard you was sprung.
- How you doing, Stuckey?

I ain't getting laid as often,
but it's lasting longer.

They've certainly beefed things up around
here, haven't they?

- Yeah, I'm coming out.
- Okay.

Hey! Yeah, look at you.

You still smoking
that camel dung?

Can't get away from it.

Well, I didn't figure
you'd still be working for SB.

I just about ain't. That son-of- a-bitchin'
partner of yours

thinks Stuckey's
getting too old.

He's got me
handing out weapons

to a bunch
of minimum wage bozos.

Stuckey!

- Come on, I'll buy you lunch.
- Steak. How about it?

- Big one, fat one.
- Stuckey!

That's Dizzy Nellie
breaking in between horses...

Screaming Clam
goes for the early lead...

Give me one
of these things here.

What happened
to Delaware Dancer?

He's not here no more.

- He's not tying the ponies?
- He don't do that no more.

Know where I can find him?

What?

By the ambulance right
outside the grandstand.

- What's your name?
- Fats.

- How you doing?
- Hey, so far so good.

- Lady, yeah.
- Hi.

Black Canary coming through
on the inside

makes it three across the track,
down the home stretch.

Followed two lengths back
by Mighty Merger

and it's back to Lucky Comet,
Runaway Delight

and Clam Chowder
is the trailer.

They say Best Escape
in the fourth is a sure thing.

The fourth? Nah.
Baker's Game is a lock.

I didn't even see
a horse with Escape...

Holy shit! Hey!

- How you doing?
- You shady black Irish mick.

Why didn't you call?
I could have picked you up in...

Hey wait a minute,
Best Escape?

Nah nah nah.

I did my time.
Every minute of it.

Welcome back
to the real world.

It sucks
and I'm living proof.

I got a bad back,
athlete's foot,

liver like a panda,
boils, bunions.

- Anything else?
- Yeah, Nixon's still alive...

ah... and the ponies
piss in my soup

on a daily basis.

You bet that horse to win?

I didn't bet to lose.

Look, Neil.

I don't know whether you did it or didn't,
but whatever.

You're good for a couple
of hundred from me.

- Hey, no, hey hey.
- Till you get straightened out.

No no no, I still got some money
the lawyers didn't take.

- It's okay.
- Lawyers! Lawyers!

l... lawyers...

Yeah! Here it is.

Number four horse in the fifth,
Attorney at Large. Let's go!

- Come on.
- Supposed to stay here?

Hey, I get a hunch,
I play it.

I'll wait up there, Dancer. Remember that
jockey

- we're always touting?
- What jockey?

The one who kept
falling off his mounts.

- You mean Ramirez?
- Must be your best customer.

How many times have you picked him up
off the track this year?

He doesn't ride anymore.
Lost his nerve.

The sport of kings,
my friend...

conversation,
companionship,

conviviality.

Everything here is just
this much bigger than life.

Two on three in the fifth.

- To win?
- I don't bet to lose.

They still collect
before the fifth?

Sure, before the fifth.

Are any of my guys
still here?

- Russet? Travis?
- Nah.

No, they didn't work
cheap enough.

Berens got into
a little money crunch

when he took
the firm high-tech.

So he killed two birds
with one stone,

fired everybody
he didn't like.

The only reason I'm driving
the meat wagon for him

is because he's holding
a marker on me for 20 grand.

I'm still holding one on him
for four years of my life.

How about a nice
warm racetrack beer?

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

Tell me,
where do I find Ramirez?

He's out at the barns.
They got him walking ponies now.

Ramirez?
How you doing?

What do you want?

Saw you ride once.
You were good.

So? You want
an autograph?

Okay okay.

Maybe it wasn't you.
Maybe it was the mounts you had.

Yeah, Ramirez is just
a pissed off little guy.

Don't listen to him.

I gotta start all over again,
figure out what to do.

Makes me grumpy.

What do you do?

What do I do? Um...

I just got out of prison.

I used to run
the security here.

- So...
- Yeah.

Even tall guys like you
fuck up.

That's right.

I know every inch
of this place...

track, barns,

security setup,

how the money gets
from the take window

to the main gate,
where it is every minute...

Hey, don't touch
the horse, man.

...how many men
are looking after it.

You want to be
a walker all your life?

lmmigration!

Let's talk about it once I finish running
from these guys.

Easy.

Just get in the truck.

Get in the truck.

There are a lot
of little lines here.

The fatter ones are freeways.
They're your best bet...

Well, I be damned.
If it isn't Lewis and Clark.

...to get you out of town
the fastest.

What does he do,
point north?

Ahem.

Now how am I gonna explain that
to the rental company, eh?

Me? I like
a sense of humor.

We're going to miss that
when you're gone.

Where's the bedroom?

In there.

I'll do this for you, Neil.
You just stand there.

You're a lot tidier than you used to be. I'll
give you that.

Yeah, the advantages
of the prison regime.

I'm glad you learned something in there.
Shaving things?

Listen, um,

I'm not leaving.

Oh yes, you are.
Nobody wants you back,

not Ebbet, nor those gorillas
he sent to warn you off.

- And I don't want you back.
- Not straightaway, you won't.

I mean... you still
think I'm guilty,

that honest Ebbet Berens
didn't set me up

to get his hands
on the business.

You know, I don't care
if you did it or not.

It's history,
like you are.

You still keep your pocket change in the
nearest ashtray.

Do you still make that funny little noise
when you make love?

You'll never know.

Just sign off on my life,
God damn it,

like I forced myself
to sign off on yours.

You look good in yellow.

Not bad, not bad.

Move it, lady!

What's he up to?

He's trying to look
inconspicuous.

Just keep him in sight.

They're off!

It's Faith Horizon
out in the front.

Look at it go!
Look at it!

Come on, go!

Didn't you like my map?

Told you we'd have to
earn this one.

Now we get to
persuade him.

You know what I love
about San Diego?

It's the variety
of retail stores,

like the one
where I got this.

Move over there,
sunshine.

Move over. That's it.
Nice and easy.

Okay... strip.

Huh?

You want music?
Take your clothes off.

Come on.
Jackets first.

That's it, that's it.
All right. Huh-uh...

be very gentle
with the shooters, boys.

Okay, hurry it up, guys.

It's not an audition
for ladies' night.

- Leave our shorts on?
- Please.

Now for a little swim, eh?

I can't swim.

Of course not.
You're a hunter, aren't you?

Come on, little man.
In you go.

Come on, smile, sucker.

In you go.

Watch out
for the undertow!

I said let's go
and get him in the alley.

But no, you said let's go
and get him at the beach.

- There you go, buddy.
- Thank you.

My friend,
I'll say it clear

I'll state my case,
of which I'm certain

I've lived
a life that's full

I've traveled
each and every highway

And more,
much more than this

I did it my way

Regrets,
I've had a few

I'm so sorry to mention

I'm sure you knew,
but I did...

Oh bollocks!

Room service, huh?

Anonymous call.

Ex-con holed up
with a gun.

You're back to make trouble
for me, Skinner?

Anonymous call, huh?

- That's how we met last time.
- And there were the emeralds.

That my partner
planted in my car.

To get your half
of the business.

You never heard of a hostile takeover, for
Christ's sake?!

Ex-con with a gun tries to jump
investigating officer,

one DOA,
no witnesses.

Ebbet was using the fact

that I was going over
the border every weekend!

- Huh?! To Rosarito Beach?
- Come on, come on.

You're still singing
the same old song. No new tune?

No new lyrics
after four years?

You didn't listen to me
four years ago

and you're not
listening to me now!

His people down there
put the emeralds in my car

as part of
the money-laundering racket

he used the business
as a front for!

Now get it straight!
Back off, Jack!

My slate is clean.

It was then
and it is now!

I've done my time.

You get something straight.
Nobody wants to know.

You know what you sound like?
You sound like any other con

whining he got
a bad break.

Even if you were as white
as snow back then,

nobody gives a damn.

Case is closed
and I don't want to know.

You don't want to know?
Why take it so personal, huh?

This isn't personal!
This is professional!

You stay away
from your ex-partner,

stay away from the ponies,
and in particular

stay away from
your ex-girlfriend!

I don't want any...

I don't want any crime
of passion on my beat...

any more than I want
to see a shooting war

between you and Berens.

Let me see the tellers.

Go back
to that last one.

Christ, I don't know.

- All them guards.
- Yeah, and all that money.

How much money?

I used to work
their armored car.

Hell, we'd haul out
3 million on a lousy day.

Tell me about it.

I've been making deposits
at Ocean Downs most of my life.

- And kissing ass to pay for it.
- Like you don't?

You've been Berens' welcome mat since
you took the job.

Hey, pinche,
that's life.

You're gonna be stepped on
if you don't got the money.

Even taking
only 20s and up,

there'll be more cash in that money room
than we can carry.

But getting it out of there
is the problem.

There's no way to hijack it
once it's left the money room.

There's too many guards,
too many guns,

armored trucks, the works.
So it has to be taken

from the money room.

Now I've timed
this all out.

Before the end of the fifth race the cashiers
bring the take

from all around the track. They all wait
outside the money room

till everybody's returned
and then they go in together.

I've got this one chance
to get even,

get the cash,

and take Berens in a way
that will really hurt.

You just do your normal jobs...
drive an ambulance,

load shotguns,

ride a horse...

to lose.

Thirsty work, eh?

You're gonna make
that bunch of losers

an even bigger
bunch of losers, Skinner!

Hey, don't shout at me, man.
I'm not married to you.

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

150?

140.

I got up to 60 straight
bench presses in prison.

Great place
to get in shape.

I used to bet
on the ponies inside,

moonshine, red eye,

tobacco, dope.

When we couldn't get
credit for those,

we'd bet on sit-ups,
bench presses.

This one guy,

he's a 115-to-lifer.

He lost 17,000
bench presses

- on last year's Kentucky Derby.
- Fascinating.

Yeah... yeah.

I learned a lot inside.

I learned
I still love you,

and in the teeth
of the evidence

I persist in believing
you still love me.

I would if you could only
believe if I didn't do it.

I told you I don't care
if you did it or not.

Unfortunately,

the only way I can
establish my innocence

is by getting you to help me steal a large
sum of money.

What did you say?

A very large
sum of money.

If I never commit another crime as long as
you know me,

that'll only tell you that I'm scared of going
back to prison.

It won't tell you
that I'm innocent.

But if I stand
at the Ocean Beach gate

with the $5 million
taken from the money room,

and you see me set it down
and walk away, you'll believe

that I'm honest
and I was framed.

You spent four years
thinking like this?

And you never came
to visit me once,

and all my letters
came back.

Neil, you were caught
red-handed.

Even worse than that,
you tried to blame it on Ebbet,

and I couldn't
handle that.

You convinced yourself
that I was a crook and a liar.

Well, I wasn't
and I'm not now.

And the only way you can prove it is by
robbing a racetrack?

Ah, not any racetrack.

Ebbet's racetrack.

Hmm?

Nobody knows how your body
works better than I do.

You realize that, huh?

What's he saying?

Something about
grabbing her body.

What else?

- What?
- What is he saying?

Quick!

Nobody's gonna get shot.

Nobody's even
gonna get hurt.

I had enough
of that inside.

If Ebbet realizes
I'm gonna heist the track,

he's gonna want in,
believe me.

But if you're right
about him,

wouldn't he
double-cross you?

Not any racetrack,

Ebbet's racetrack.

Have you seen these?

Past due, past due.

Past...

Nobody knows how your body
works better than I do.

You realize that, huh?

Who knows how your body
works better than me?

Ah!

He's been thinking
about trying this

as long as I've been
waiting for him to try it.

This couldn't possibly be

because you want
that money yourself.

- What?
- Just a thought.

Give him enough rope,
see what he does with it.

So I go along with him?
It's as simple as that?

Not as simple as that.
This is one very...

twisted pretzel,
this guy.

He's been spending
four years

figuring how
to heist the track.

Now he's gotta figure
that I figured that out

so he knows
I got that covered.

He's setting me up.

He jumps you and you jump him
by bringing it to me.

Maybe that's
how he jumps me.

Which brings us
to an interesting fact

that you were his lady.

I don't trust you
where he's concerned

because can you
trust yourself?

God damn it, Stuckey!
How long does it take

to load a box
of shotgun shells?

Worthless old fart!

Fender head.

You've got
the huevos, boss,

but aren't you taking
a hell of a chance on Dancer?

He's embarrassed Parkinson.
He's got lint in his ears.

You're the only one I don't ever have to
worry about, Stuck.

Thanks.
Okay, roll it.

All you have to do
is what you always do...

more or less.

This can get you
10 to 15 years.

We know what he's going to do,
how he's going to do it,

and the criminal genius says
he's gonna use to do it.

But you don't know when
he's gonna do it

or you wouldn't
be here, right?

Wise up, Dancer. You guys are tangled up
with Berens.

You got a hair up your ass
about Berens and Skinner?

Is that why you're riding
this thing so hard?

I got a hair up my ass
about somebody

knocking over
Ocean Downs for 5 million.

Couldn't possibly be because you
scratched the wrong guy

and put him in the clink?

That sort of thing
just doesn't happen.

But if it did,

there'd be
one sore cop, right?

- Skinner?
- Yeah.

It's Cave.
I'm out, buddy.

I got my parole.

Wondering if you
still need me.

Look, you don't
have to do this.

What are you
talking about?

I gotta pay you back for
the bottle of shampoo, don't I?

Okay, but don't come
to the motel. I'm being watched.

Yeah, it sounds good.
Always did.

Like the way you play chess,
always 10 moves ahead.

Now you've worked
with a bunch of amateurs.

That's rough. But if you say
you got it covered, I'm in.

But there's someone else
that bothers me in this.

- Berens?
- No, man. The woman.

She jumps the wrong way,
she could fuck everybody up.

You know how these
corporate acquisitions are.

One banks absorbs another.

The guy who loads the guns
is definitely in on it.

Stuckey,
is that his name?

My guess is he's going to send the guards
out with blank loads.

Stuckey is someone else
with a reason to hate you.

Congratulations.

I put in a cashier's check.
I don't know.

Now if I wanted to get
into the money room,

get in without
shooting that is,

I don't know.

Maybe I just walk in

when the door opens
for the head cashier.

- Well, Earl...
- Yeah yeah.

So I'm in the money room
and I'm grabbing anything I can

before the fifth race 'cause somehow that's
important...

the fifth, because he's saddling Ramirez for
the fifth race.

Earl, can I get
back to you this?

I'll find out who screwed up and we'll get it
straightened out.

Ebbet?

Talk about a type A personality.

- Say what?
- I'm trying to figure

how he'll to use the ambulance and Dancer
in this.

- There's the ambulance.
- Okay, that's the ambulance.

- Money room...
- Ramirez.

- exit gates, okay?
- Clear as a bell.

Ramirez falls off the horse
during the race,

lands in the dirt and look
who comes to the rescue

- but our old pal Dancer.
- Oh.

Picks him up,
puts him in the ambulance.

Now the money's
already in there.

And who would stop an ambulance with an
injured jockey?

And how did the money get
in there? Who put it in there?

Ah, the kitchen.

He showed a lot of interest
in the kitchen area.

The kitchen is next
to money room.

He takes the cash
from the money room

through the kitchen
to Dancer.

Oh, you really are
very clever at all this.

Who knows better
how the butcher thinks

than the game warden,
my dear?

- Oh.
- Me oh my.

Look at us now.
Aren't we the perfect couple?

Mm, even though you
still don't trust me completely.

Well, pays to be cautious.

Which is why
I don't buy all this.

It's too damn
see-through.

I smell a large
domestic rodent!

Or maybe he's
keeping it simple because

he knows you'll
expect the opposite.

But then again, with
the first hit the temptation

is to plan
what one might call

a fatal excess
of ingenuity.

First hit?

First since he got out.

Oh, man. That shit could make
your eyes bleed.

I saw the spread on this in
last month's "Home Beautiful."

I'm illegal.

- Wanna try living like this?
- I did.

Four years.

- I've got a ride for you.
- No. Really?

Yup, Chocolate Balls
in the fifth.

I know.
The horse is a dog.

- He's Elmer's glue!
- Runs on three legs.

And a mop handle. That horse
has got parking tickets!

That's right, but he's
your ticket out of here.

Well, I guess it is better

to fall off
a slow horse.

- Good morning, sunshine.
- Hey hey hey!

- Watch the undertow, friend.
- We made it back from the sea.

Little man, eh?

- Come into my office.
- We'll have a little chat.

- Something to show you.
- Easy easy easy!

One, two, three!

Stop that.

- What's going on?
- Come on, you apes.

- Oh, Ebbet! Yeah!
- Something you had for lunch?

lmpeccable timing, Ebbet.

Would you like to go
for a little chat, Neil?

Huh? Oh. Hi.

Well, you guys take off,
get some coffee.

We don't drink coffee.

How about that, huh?

Isn't that beautiful? Kept it
in mothballs all these years.

Identical Jaguars to celebrate

the first year
we billed seven figures.

You're just a sentimental
kind of guy, aren't you?

Aw, yeah.

You bust my nut, Neil.

Can't sleep at nights
worrying about you and Sheila

and wondering when you're
going to heist the track.

I don't need the aggravation.
I want you out of my life.

Well, you can go with him
if you want. I'll buy you out.

Guess that means I got to
make some kind of

financial arrangement
with you too, huh?

You're holding
the reins, Ebbet.

- Remember Kowalski?
- Yeah.

- Yeah.
- I had the privilege of sharing

the same exercise yard
for a couple of years.

Is that right?
What a coincidence.

Well, Kowalski committed
a couple of robberies wearing

the uniform of the security personnel of
this company.

Well, Kowalski robbed
one particular gentleman

who happened to be holding
a large amount of a commodity

exported from Columbia,
emeralds.

Let me guess.

He panicked and he
asked you to help out

on a score that was way
out of his class.

Three quarters of a mil
out of his class.

And it's right here,

well hidden in the bulkhead
of the trunk of this car.

You son of a bitch,
Berens.

You took four years
out of my life.

You used the company
to smuggle in this shit

- Oh, now come on!
- and God knows what else!

He's doing the same thing
he did at the trial.

Now why do you
do that, Neil?

Let it go!

Yeah.

I don't know.

Here you go.

See if he wants
to go with you.

Thank you.

The inlet port on the third valve's a little
choked.

We get on the interstate,

you make another
anonymous phone call,

the highway patrol's
on our tail,

they tear the car apart and I'm doing 20
years for possession.

Oh, what is the matter
with this guy?

He gets the lady,
the car, the money.

You're gonna walk away
from all that?

You're a very twisted man.

It wasn't me who put you
in jail for four years

and stole your girl,
was it?

That's what it's all about,
isn't it?

What you feel for me
doesn't even figure in this.

You're not here
because you love me,

but because you hate him!

Which is a very creepy thing
because somehow

that makes you and him closer almost than
you and I ever were!

You make me sick,
the pair of you!

- He threw you out?
- Nobody throws me out,

not even you.

What choice did I have
this afternoon?

I want a life with you,

but Ebbet's in the way.

I could've explained all this
if you'd come to see me inside.

How could I visit you
when I believed you were guilty?

And if you weren't guilty...

You chose the man
who put me there.

These are the keys
to your Jaguar.

Please take them.

You don't have to take me.

But then again, with the first hit the
temptation is to plan...

First hit?

First since he got out.

Honey?

It's tomorrow.

Mr. Berens, Mr. Berens,
he's here right now.

What's he doing?

Talk to me.

He's headed
for the main gate.

All right, stay with him.
Let me know when he gets there.

Hey, guys, how are you?
Come on, we're way over there.

- He's here.
- Keep on him.

Never the problem, moving right along like
mice on rice.

Hey, no,
I got that for you.

My buddy's here.
Can you just take those?

Go straight through.
Excuse me, ladies and gentlemen.

It's the Cucamonga Hawaiian Boys' Choir,
right here.

- Uh...
- What is it?

- Uh...
- What's the problem?!

Uh, nothing.

Everything's fine.

- There you go, Fats.
- Y'all have a nice day.

- Uh, no, he crashes everywhere.
- No no no.

Harry, can I please get you
to come back to security?

Sterdeben,
get you some tea.

204.

Sterdeben Parkhurst.

Bless you.

How is your hammer
hanging, boys?

Oh, Stuckey.

I guess you guys are going to
be working the cash room, right?

It's just my luck. The room is always full of
smoke.

- Here you go, Lutz.
- No fresh air there, Stuckey.

Here, partner.

Who used up
all my ginseng?

Great, big Korean fellow
came in and drank all of it.

He left with
the damnedest hard-on

you've ever seen
in your life.

Let's go, move.
Move! Jesus Christ!

What the fuck do I
gotta do around here?!

Hey hey hey!

Everybody has a right to be
a pain in the ass, Durfee.

You abuse the privilege.

The horses are on the track
for the first race.

First half
of the Daily Double,

it's our three-year-old allowance horses

going six furloughs.

You got a winner today?

Fifth looks real good.
A lot of long shots running.

- You bet to win?
- Not today.

Uh-huh. What?

It's a trifecta.
Look at this combination.

There's seven horses,
30 to one.

The eight horse was 40 to one
at the morning line.

Money is running away from him.
And the 10 horse,

the 10 horse is up
at something like 60 to one.

Do you know what that would pay if that
would come

- in 10, eight, seven...
- You bet the number 10 horse?

I know, I know,
it's a sucker bet.

But the $50 trifecta
would be something like

30 to 40 grand...

Mm?

- Dancer?
- Yeah?

The number 10 horse
is Chocolate Balls.

Chocolate Balls.

Ramirez.

Our very own.

- Probably not a good bet.
- Well, it's a little iffy.

Yeah.

Think I should cover
with China Trail?

Six to five, but at least
I'll have a winner.

Just... be cool today.

You'll be a winner.

Promise?

Icy calm.

It's not there.

They're off
in the second race.

Hey, put that muscle magazine away and
do something.

Go out and guard, will you?

Go ahead, move it! Get out there and guard
something!

- Yes, sir.
- What the hell is this?

If we were being robbed,
the crooks would have to

- come in here and look for you!
- Stop the shouting, okay?

They're standing around
drinking formaldehyde.

Just come on!
What's the matter with you?

Royal Pain in second.

What a Spain in third
on the turn.

Royal Pain!
Royal Pain once again!

Hey! Everybody pays, buddy.

- You okay?
- Okay.

Good.
You look great.

At least you don't have to worry about
staying on the horse.

Don't even worry
about me, man.

You just make sure those
other guys do their stuff.

Okay. All right.

Breathe, breathe.
Breathe, that's it.

He's in a Hawaiian shirt.

Hawaiian shirt.

Yeah.

Well, check 'em out!

Check 'em out?

...Capital Flight holding on.

Here comes
Rule Brianta...

Party of Two
on the extreme outside...

Capital Flight
down on the rail,

but Rule Brianta is there...

- Hey, what's up?
- How you doing?

Oh, Mr. Durfee?!

Oh, Mr. Durfee?!

You know it's your...
Whoa! Whoa!

Listen here.
Okay, open the door.

Open the door.
That's it.

All right, all right.
Keep your hands up.

Keep your hands...
where's your gun?

l... it's locked up.
I don't have a gun.

Okay, good.
All right.

Down here. Over here.

Good Lord,
what's going on here?

Stuckey, he's got a gun.

So what? We got
a whole roomful of them.

Put your hands up, otherwise
the kid gets it in the nuts.

Oh.

Maybe I'm just too old
to give a shit.

Let's see
what you got, mister.

Oh, please. Please don't say,
"Make my day."

Sorry, sonny.

I guess I'm that useless
old fart you always said I was.

No, sir. You're not
a worthless old fart!

You're a great guy!
You're a great guy!

See? You're not
an old worthless fart.

Okay, say it
with more feeling.

You're not a worthless old fart!
You're a great guy!

Up! Hey, Officer, come on.

They're off!

On the extreme outside,
that's Can of Worms

sprinting up
for the early lead.

Okay, Mr. Durfee.

In there! In there! Get in!

Yeah.

- You stay in there!
- Okay.

All right, old timer!

You get in here!

Okay!

What the hell
is going on?

Nothing yet.

- You're a mean old buzzard.
- Feel 20 years younger, though.

Morgenthal, check
the lower concourse.

It's a race to the wire!

Gasoline Alley and Whatnot!

Gasoline Alley on the inside, Whatnot on
the outside...

Whatnot the runner-up,

and Can of Worms third.

Security.

It's Lutz.
Look, I'm sick as a dog.

I've had the flu all week.
You gotta let me go home.

You know
the procedure, Lutz.

We have to keep three guards
in the money room.

- Can't you get a replacement?
- Okay.

I'll get the petty officer.

- Yeah?
- You gotta get me out of here.

- I can't do that.
- You want me to lose my lunch

- all over this money?
- Nobody here but Draper.

- Send him down here.
- Hate to put a gun in his hand.

The guy thinks he's Rambo.

Please, just send
Draper down, okay?

Hey, what's the name
of that dog food you're riding?

- Alpo?
- That's a good mount for him.

Nice and slow.

He'll be so far
out of traffic,

he won't even get bumped.

Hey, boss. Did you see
his face when I said,

"Show me what you got"?

Cut the crap, Stuckey,
and keep moving.

Elliot here.

Coming in with the cashier
from the lower grandstand.

- Where's Jacobson?
- He's moving kind of slow.

He'll be here. Over.

Every day
it's the same thing.

Okay, keep your shirt on.
We're coming.

We're just waiting
for Jacobson.

- The horses are on the track...
- Oh, come on.

$150,000 added,
Ocean Down Stakes,

a mile
and three-quarters.

Morgenthal,
talk to me.

They're bringing
the take in.

Never mind then!
Tell me where Skinner is!

I don't know, Mr. Berens.
I still can't find him.

But if there's a problem...

- I don't know where he is.
- Come on, let's go.

Hey! Easy easy.

Excuse me.
Coming through.

Thank you.
Thank you.

- Where the hell are you?
- Right here, Mr. Berens.

- Skinner?
- We know he's here.

We're just having a little problem with the
shirts.

What are you
talking about, shirts?

Hi.

Okay, easy! Easy!

What the...

Drop it!

You drop it.

You drop it! Draper!

He put blanks in the gun!
Drop it, Draper!

Drop the gun.
Drop the gun now!

Put it on the floor!
Put that on the floor!

Walk away!
Walk away!

Okay.

...to avoid being shut out.
Three minutes to vote time.

I got a feeling
I'm going to win today.

Chinese.

Chinese...

Yeah, China Trail!

Move! Everybody!

Oh, Jesus.

Okay. Hey, Parkhurst,
where are you?

Throw me the keys.

That's a good boy.
Okay.

All right, everybody.
Nice and calm.

Nice and calm.

No, ma'am.
No, I haven't.

Thank you very much.
Goodbye.

What's wrong with this?

Come on!
Move it! Now!

That's it.

- Parkhurst, get up.
- Okay.

Sterdeben, get up.
Get the money out.

That's it.

The horses are
at the starting gate

for the first race of the...

Hey, Ramirez!
Loosen up!

Your knuckles are turning
white as a gringo!

Get down,
get down, get down.

Stay down.
Stay down!

Go on,
get in there.

Come on,
pregnant lady.

What are you,
betting for two? Come on.

But she had a lantern jaw.
I mean a big lantern jaw.

You could have hung
a lantern on it.

Quick!
Two on four to win.

- Aren't you working today?
- They're at the starting gate.

Two on four!
I got an ambulance waiting.

Don't give me the money,
give me the ticket.

They're off!

...Chocolate Balls
breaking very slowly

from the outside post.

- Try the phones.
- Phones have been ripped out.

Hit the backup system.
The alarm isn't working.

Move!

Hey!

Eight Laine in third
and there goes O'Hedder.

There goes
Chocolate Balls now.

Chocolate Balls
swings up on the...

Followed up by O'Hedder

and Hoddy Wanso at
the quarter pole breaking away.

- The favorite is losing track.
- Oh, he's dead.

Five China Trail
is still there.

37,000 bucks!
Come on Chocolate Balls!

Here's another one,
Hoddy Wanso.

Look at this! A 16-to-one leader, Chocolate
Balls.

It is a 40 to one,
O'Hedder,

with Hoddy Wanso
coming to the wire.

Chocolate Balls
has the lead!

I did it! I did it!

What an upset here
in the Ocean Downs Stakes.

We've been robbed!

Holy shit!

- They hit the money room!
- They did what?!

Why didn't they
sound the alarm?!

Switch to the backup!

Hello.

Code seven, this is
an internal lockdown!

I hit it! I won!

Step back.

Ah! Hey!
Here we are, Neil.

It's all over.
Called a code seven.

Totally shut down.

So you decided not
to get in there before me

and heist it yourself, eh?

I was tempted.

That's one hell of a big pizza to get a free
slice of.

But, I couldn't risk it.
You had four years

to plan some kind
of big play in the end zone.

- You're just gonna hand me in?
- It's what I'm going to do.

I'm going to hand you in
and show the board

that I am
their blue-eyed boy.

Ebbet!

Ah, just a little
resisting arrest stuff.

You promised. I want him
out of our lives in prison,

- not hospital.
- Okay okay okay.

All right.
Back off, boys.

Christ, Dancer.
You really hit it.

Yeah.

Oh my God,
what am I doing?

- What's the matter?
- I gotta wait for the money.

Sure you do. You gotta fill out
forms for the IRS,

Social Security,
you know.

No, not that money.
Here, give me that.

See, I get the girl.

Don't you just love
a happy ending?

And you asked for it. I was going to give
you everything,

but you blew it like
you blew the heist

you spent
four years planning.

You know,
your broad strokes I did like.

But your choice
of personnel, Neil...

Hell, you want to call
these guys a "gang"?

That's an insult to the memory of some
very great Americans.

I'm on my way there.

Let's see
what you got here, Neil.

Beans.
All right, where is it?

More beans.
Morgenthal, check that out.

- Ugh.
- All right.

Call the code seven.
Wherever it is,

it ain't getting out
that gate.

- Immigration!
- The INS is here.

You're not going
anywhere until I find it.

- Except maybe the lockup.
- What are you going to do,

get him arrested for taking and running
away with a food cart?

- Skinner,
- Hey, man! Let me go!

Your ass is still
in the fire.

I'm going to
tear this place apart

till I find the money
with your prints on it.

Just let me go! You don't know
who you're messing with!

I still want to prove to you
that I'm going to walk away

from here
without the money.

Can you drive me
off the track?

Wait a minute. Now what
good is that going to do

if you're leaving
the money here?

- Mr. Berens?
- I thought the idea was

you take me
and the money and the girl.

Ebbet!

There will be
a slight delay

before the start
of the sixth race.

- Hey!
- Where was the money headed?

I can't tell you that.

I screwed up enough
for the guy already.

Your screwing up
was part of it!

He counted on that! You came through
when you screwed up.

- I did?
- Where is the money headed?

Go on, open it up.

It won't bite you.

Wait a minute.

- Who else knew about it?
- Stuckey.

- Everything locked down here?
- Nothing gets in or out.

I'm going to check up
on Gomez at the main gate.

Quicker to use the access road than go
around the inside.

Code seven says nothing
or nobody, no exceptions.

That's exactly the attitude
I want Gomez to take.

Oh, God. I wish you were rostered there
now, George.

You gotta do it by the book otherwise
what's the point?

That's exactly what
I'm going to tell Gomez.

Nothing and nobody.
Tell him no exceptions.

- That's right. Okay.
- Okay.

Name?

- Wilmer.
- Good work, Wilmer.

- Okay.
- Well, thanks.

It's okay, I'm a cop.

- Buddy, no exceptions.
- Yeah, but...

Where the fuck is Berens?

Where to?

Take the 5
straight to the border.

They're making the drop at that little caf�
and bar, remember?

- No, which one?
- The one south of the border

- with the great lobster.
- Oh yeah yeah.

I told my old prison buddy
to stash it in the green shed

behind the kitchen where
they keep the lobster traps.

Woo-ooh-ooh-ooh!

We did it. My God, we did it.
We took 'em all away.

What was the take?

Uh... at least 1.5,
possibly more.

And the money goes back?

We lifted it
right from under his nose,

as if he didn't
see it coming,

despite his goons and the fact that we
couldn't be sure

he wasn't hearing
every word we were saying.

Is the car bugged too,
Ebbet, eh?

In case you
missed it, Ebbet,

what you're about to hear

are the sounds of yours truly
making passionate love.

I want you to listen
very closely.

There's a little sound she makes at a
particular moment

that I want you never to forget
until your dying day.

We're at a gas station, Neil.

Ebbet?
Don't go away.

This should be
highly instructive.

Yum yum.

$10 supreme.

Hasta la vista!

No, darling, I told you never
to phone me during a holdup.

Hasta...

Hasta la vista?
Hell, what the hell is this?

I thought you're supposed
to stick with him

till we knew where the money was and I
was gonna take over.

Oh, speak up, Ebbet.
It's a terrible connection.

I can't hear you.

Look, only a born crook
would choose an INS van.

You couldn't possibly
trust this guy now.

I don't and I don't
trust you either,

so I'm gonna go
and take the money

and get out
of both your lives.

I only got in the way
between you two, didn't I?

Bye.

Hmpf.

Where's Berens?

Security?

Yeah, I'm looking for Leland, Detective
Leland.

- For me?
- Yes.

Leland.

I know you hate anonymous tips, so just
call me Cave.

- Cave?
- Right. It's your lucky day.

- I wanna give you two for one.
- What?!

I want you to meet me.
Got a pencil?

Open the gate.

This is a test, Mr. Berens.
You're checking on me?

Open the goddamn gate!

This is not a test,
Mr. Berens?

Open it!

Oh, looky here,
looky here.

Lady in distress!

Hasta la vista, toots!

Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta.

All right, get me
to south of the border now.

Woo! Let's go, yeah!
Ay caramba!

I'm gonna take you.

You won't know where

and you won't know when.

How about that, huh?
These identical Jaguars.

But you'll feel me
over your shoulder.

Come on, move it!

Come on.

Hey, get that piece
of garbage outta here!

- Going on through.
- It's okay.

You'll wake up in the middle
of the night from a bad dream,

and you'll know I'm coming.

Kill your engine,
please. Hi.

Sir, what is
your citizenship?

- I'm U.S., American.
- You are.

Are you bringing back
anything from Mexico today?

No, no, I just... actually I just went out,
made a U-turn,

spent about...
2.9 seconds, sir, l-l...

Sir, are you transporting over $10,000
worth of currency today?

Uh, no no, sir,
I'm not doing that.

Actually, I'm not re-entering, 'cause I didn't
de-enter.

I see. May I see
some ID, please?

Uh...

Yeah?

Which one of you monkeys
is running this thing now?

Let me see.

Since nobody could find Berens,
who's in charge here?

Well, I guess we are.

It's Skinner.

What?

Listen, tell them they're gonna get every
last greasy bill back,

every dollar taken
from the paying public

to the last dollar,

- do you understand?
- Right, every one.

- Yes, every one, comprende?
- Good.

Hasta la vista.

We're gonna get
the money back.

There wasn't
all that much to it, Officer.

The hard part was
holding back the kid.

Mad Dog Durfee,
that's what we call him.

Once.

Do it once.