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God.

Shit!

Who are you and why
did you bring me here?

Fuck. Bring you here? Lady,

I just woke up.

Look. Look.

I was drugged.

Some arsehole
stuck me last night.

Come on. See, please. Come on.

Is that where you woke up?

Yeah. You?

Next door.

A bunch of rooms out there.

Is it just us?

The first door I tried.

What's the last
thing you remember?

Gorgeous brunette
at the end of the bar.

- Ah.
- What?

Just because I'm Irish,
you think I'm a drunk?

I was having a
fuckin' ginger ale.

What about you?

I, uh, don't exactly remember.

Don't remember?

Well, forgive me if
that doesn't do it for me.

Because when it comes
to a syringe in my neck,

I tend to be specific.

Now you're my new best friend.

Oh, we're not friends.

Come on, give us a chance, yeah?

We'll be as thick as
thieves in no time.

I'm holding you responsible

for whoever's going
down with you. Hmm?

Right then.

After you.

Stop.

Relax. We're locked in here too.

I don't believe you.

You got one of these?

I said stop.

If you're trying to cut
through, it won't work.

- No shit.
- That thing burns hotter than lava.

You'll start melting the metal,

and you'll be burning
the whole place down.

How do you know?

My father's in the trade.

What trade?

Contracting.

Just coming over here.

What's on the other
side of this door?

A way out I was hoping.

You.

What's your name?

Kate.

I'm Rowan, if
anyone gives a shit.

We're here for a reason.

What is that?

A reason.

They're plans to a vault

inside the Matheson Museum.

- The what?
- It's...

It's in Cleveland.

Are we supposed
to go to Cleveland?

Wait...

are we in Cleveland?

What in the name of Jesus
are we doing in Cleveland?

- Where were you last?
- New York.

Arizona. You?

Toronto. Vacation.

Someone went to a lot
of trouble to bring us here.

So, whatever the score
is, it's gotta be worth it.

Score, huh?

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

I'm a law-abiding citizen.

Contracting, right?

That's the one.

But if this were a score,

- what would it be?
- I don't know.

Great. Reality TV.

Kiss my bollocks, big brother!

High explosive.

Semtex, maybe.

Christ, it's enough to take
down the whole building.

Where the hell is it?

I guess we're supposed
to figure that out.

Why the hell do you keep
running toward all the scary shit?

- Who the hell is this guy?
- Hey.

Hey!

You wanna tell us
what you're doing here?

Same thing you're
doing I'd imagine.

Trying to get out of here alive.

You tried to escape.

Gerry, you're late.

And I have a schedule to keep.

You're cutting it awfully close.

You've had months.

Have you ever known
me to let you down?

This isn't exactly the
plan we signed up for.

Why you here, Gerry?

Because they're worried.

Because it's tonight,

and because I wanna make
damn sure our investment is safe.

Is it?

Look for yourself.

You know, I've been
doing this a long time

and if there's one
thing I've learned

it's that people
are who they are.

I look at this, and I wonder

what makes you think that they're
going to do what you want them to do?

Well, because
they have no choice.

Because they
are... who they are.

What's this?

I'm not the one who's going to
have to pay if this doesn't work out.

Always nice to chat, Theo.

Lovely to see you too, Gerry.

No, thank you.

Anybody mind?

I was out in the hallway, I
was looking for a way out,

all hell broke loose.

You didn't feel like
coming out to say hello?

Oh...

let's just say I'm
a bit shy by nature,

and I wanted to know
who I was dealing with first.

You satisfied?

Entirely.

What's so funny?

Well, you have to admire
the humor of this situation.

I mean, four thieves locked up

and we haven't even
committed a crime yet.

Thieves? You know,

I'll have you know
I'm a contractor.

Of course, you are, my dear.

Now, listen up, kids...

if you wanna know what's going
on, take a good look around you.

We're all players.

- Experts in our field.
- Get to the point.

You wanna know
the point, big guy?

The point is, we're
all career criminals...

and this is a four-man crew.

The mechanic. Rough, brawny.

And you, dear lady,

graceful, nimble.

You're the B&E specialist.

We called them cat
burglars back in my day.

And that leaves you.

You slick-fingered devil.

The safe cracker.

What does that
make you, smart guy?

I guess that makes
me the smart guy.

So...

anybody figure out what
we're supposed to steal yet?

You pricks did your homework.

Who are you?

Well, I'll start with the
more infamous first.

Boston Museum,
18th of March, 1990.

- Nah.
- Oh, yes.

The frames of the pictures
are still hanging on the wall.

No way that was you.

Grayson Bishop. And
it most certainly was.

In fact, I still have
one of the Van Goghs

hidden in a basement
somewhere to prove it.

So, an old-school
master thief, huh?

Maybe you're the
one behind this?

Teach yourself a few new tricks.

I seriously doubt there is
anything you can teach me.

Besides, do you think I
would try to blow myself up?

This doesn't make any sense.

Why us?

Well, I'm the very
best at what I do

and I'm assuming
you are as well.

Otherwise I would
be completely insulted.

It would be easier
to hire us, no?

Maybe.

Or maybe it's someone who knows
that we would never work for them.

Or better yet,

maybe it's someone that
wanted us fucked over.

Like who?

Do you got any enemies, kid?

Because believe
me, I have a long list.

Don't call me kid, you old fogy.

You make me glad I'm an orphan.

And an angry one at that.

So what are we gonna do?

We live or we die.

Doesn't sound like
much of a choice to me.

Excellent conclusion, dear.

Harris.

It's so good to see you.

What's this?

Our border guy,
he's reliable, right?

He is.

We've used him before.
You paid top dollar.

He was instructed to turn
off the cameras, was he not?

Yes, sir.

By you?

Yes, I told him.

I'll fix it.

There is no fixing it, Harris.

I'll... I'll figure
it out. I'll talk...

I'll talk to him.

You weigh...

about 75 kilograms,
Is that right?

Yeah.

Shouldn't take too long.

And please, just don't fight it.

It's easier that way.

See, Harris, every piece

has a purpose.

And every move has a meaning.

And if you can't
follow the rules...

everyone loses.

You're in charge now, and
be careful decontaminating.

We have to gain access
though the main elevator.

Then, we have to open a security
door with an electronic lock.

Next, we navigate a tunnel
secured by motion sensors.

Then, unbreakable
tempered glass.

Once through,
it's the vault room

which brings us to the
custom 1970s Mosler.

Even if you could do all that,

which you can't...

What's your exit plan?

I was thinking I'd just
walk out the front door.

It's kinda the point of
not setting off any alarms.

That much security,
what's in the vault?

Gold.

Bonds?

It's diamonds.

- What?
- It's diamonds.

And it all started right here.

John D. Rockefeller.

Son of a con artist.

Became one of the
wealthiest men in America.

So, he had diamonds...

a lot of diamonds.

Hidden assets from the
government I assume.

Anyway, they're all stored
right here in the museum.

At least for now.

I mean, they move 'em
around from time to time.

It was last rumored
that they were in Italy.

Florence to be exact.

How do you know?

It's about the Mosler.

You see, it's a bit of a legend

in certain rarefied circles.

It's never been cracked yet...

though it has been tried.

Sounds like a bunch of bullshit.

Could be. But our
captor believes it's true.

So then, what do
they want us to do?

Draw them a map?

They've already
got the blueprints.

- They want us to steal it.
- No.

They want us to pretend to.

How's that for a
slice of humble pie?

It's right this way, guys.

And why should
I trust you, pops?

Maybe you're walking
us to an early grave.

This whole place is a grave.

You shouldn't trust
me. I don't trust you.

I mean, after all,
we are criminals.

You're a real ray of
sunshine, you know that?

And you're a shoe size
passing for an IQ, dear boy.

There it is.

Would you look at that.

Just like in the blueprints.

They built a replica
of the museum?

They want us to
practice the heist.

They're gonna watch our every
move, and when we're done...

Boom.

And then?

and then, someone else
follows in our footsteps.

And we are all okay with this?

Do you have any other options?

Shit.

Well, I thought you
were the safe cracker.

This isn't a safe. It's...

a computer.

No, it's not. It's a puzzle.

It's a Henderson
digital lock. It releases.

The way it works, it has four
bolts from the door to the frame.

- Then we can use a gun.
- That's unnecessary.

Oh, yeah, why is that?

Because this particular lock

depends on a person. A person
who comes up with a four-digit pin.

Yeah, well, that's like...

a million different
combinations.

Permutations.

And it's 9,999, give or
take a fraction or two.

But you see, our advantage is

that Henderson keypads

use silicone with
positive printing.

What the hell does that mean?

What that means is
that the surface clings

to the oil from our fingertips.

Move over, kid. You're
blocking the view.

All right.

Ah, this should be easy.
Twenty-four permutations.

Voila.

There it is.

How did you know the combo?

I don't know the combo.

I know people, and
I know my keypads.

Yeah, but the keypad at the museum
is not gonna be the same code.

This is just a replica.

Well, then it's a good thing we'll
all be dead, and it won't be us

actually the
heist then, isn't it?

I'm assuming the real security
system won't have an off switch.

That's where it is.

That's where they hid the bomb.

They found the replica.

They're behind.

What about Grayson?

Played out just like
you said it would.

He got everyone on task,

and he cracked the
security code quick.

And now...

it's showtime.

I don't know why you
brought the whole tool shed.

There's nothing in there
to protect from lightsabers.

What's she on about?

I can do this.

Do what?

We need to redirect the laser.

Did you bring the mirror?

And see?

Now it's in front of me.

Your turn.

Shouldn't we be
motivating the others?

I was just...

looking for a weak spot.

It's hard work leading a crew.

I'm not leading anything.

See, it's not just about skills.

It's about personalities.

You know Mag,
she's strong and silent.

Bruised...

but very reliable.

And Rowan,

he's a joker but
he knows his shite.

And me...

I'm the wiseass wise man.

What about you, Kate?

What are you gonna
bring to the party

that's gonna take us
to the promised land?

I'm not taking you anywhere.

I don't know you.

I know you.

Should we cut the crap?

Excuse me?

Your Bingham
Paxton's granddaughter.

Corsica Cabal.

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

Spoken like a career criminal.

There's no point in
us lying to each other.

We're all in this together.

You mind me asking,

how did he get pinched?

Your grandfather was a brilliant
man, and I was an admirer.

It was a job.

Italy.

I was trying to crack a
vault and I took too long.

Police were supposed
to be diverted, but...

I escaped with
the rest of the crew,

my grandfather took the fall.

What kind of vault?

What kind of vault,
Kate? It's important.

- A Mosler.
- A Mosler.

This was your
grandfather's final score.

He died in prison, didn't he?

And it's all your fault.

You think you have the
answers to everything.

Listen to me,

we do not have to do
what they want us to do.

You and I could
figure something out.

We don't have to
play their game.

I don't have to play
your game either.

I don't think you understand
the variables here.

We're pawns.

We're pawns in
something much bigger.

Hey.

We're ready.

Rowan's got an
idea for the glass.

All right. Here's the news.

Prorated 10-hour tempered glass.

Steel can be cut,
stone can be broken...

but this...

This some new age
super-human shit.

It's the kind insurance
companies love to see.

Now the vibration might be able to
undermine the strength of the glass.

You said it would break.

- There's not even a dent.
- No.

What I said was, we
might be able to weaken it.

We need a minute.

Hell with this.

I'll join you.

I thought you were supposed
to be some kind of an expert.

Christ, will you back off?

Are all girls in Arizona
this mean, or is it just you?

I'm from Mexico.

Oh, lemme guess,
Cancun, Acapulco?

Hone your skills breaking
into rich tourist hotel rooms?

- Sinaloa.
- Oh, cartel country.

No wonder you're so friendly.

But I was raised

in the Magical Crew.

So, all my friends

are dead.

Fair enough.

This is not about me.

This is about Kate.

I overheard her
talking to Grayson.

She's Cabal.

You don't say.

Granddaughter of the
great Bingham himself.

Hmm.

- And I do not trust her.
- Well...

trust is hard to
come by these days.

I think that maybe we
should keep an eye on her.

Well, I'm keeping
an eye on everyone.

You're an idiot...

if you are not scared of them.

You should be.

They could be behind this,

and we have the cub in our den.

And what exactly do you
want me to do about it?

I wanna show them
that we are serious.

Come up with anything?

Pass me the, uh, splicer there.

So, what did you and
Grayson talk about?

A score... you know, what else.

Play poker?

- No.
- Well, you should.

- You're a great liar.
- What?

Quick!

What the hell?

You're working with them.

- Who?
- The Cabal.

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

I overheard you
talking to Grayson.

You're Cabal, and
they are behind this.

Why would they do that?

They are the only ones with
the resources for this, no?

You're making a mistake.

We need each other if
we're gonna get outta here.

I think...

that maybe you need us.

And they need you in one piece.

And maybe, if they're
worried about you,

they'll pop open the door.

Only if they know
that we are serious.

What the hell is going on here?

Nothing important.

Just a small hiccup
in group trust.

- Don't be absurd.
- What are you doing?

Take it easy, old boy.

- We need her.
- She's Cabal.

So what?

She was Cabal.

She's not anymore.

Believe me when I tell you this.

She is not the one
responsible for all this.

How do you know?

She would never we caught
dead working for scum.

The likes of
Theodore Thurlo III.

Who the hell is
Theodore Thurlo III?

I mean, did we get kidnapped
by a knight of the Round Table?

He's the man behind
this current predicament.

And believe me,

indirectly he has a
deep connection to you.

Bollocks, mate.

You were born in
Dublin, weren't ya?

Yeah, I was.

Theo had some crews
there back in the day.

You see, the one thing you
have to know about our boy,

he doesn't like to
leave witnesses.

Even crew.

I understand there were a lot
of bodies left behind in Dublin

when he pulled out.

You did say you were
an orphan, didn't you?

And you, my dear...

you were part of
the Magical Crew.

Well, of course, you
don't have crew anymore.

They all went the way
of the bullet except you.

That's a terrible
shame, now isn't it?

A street kid like you
raised in the gutter.

I understand that Theo used to recruit
all the urchins on the streets of Mexico.

Only he didn't
treat 'em so good.

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

Oh, I think I do.

In fact, I think Dickens
wrote a book about it.

Scooped up...

taught to steal...

taught to kill...

turned into something that
you absolutely despised.

And then betrayed,
and left for dead.

Hey. Hey. Hey. Hey.

It's okay.

Well, that's a hell of
a punch you got there.

How do you know Theo?

What did he do to you?

Well... it's more
like what I did to him.

The paintings.

Boston Museum,
you screwed him over.

No, I did not screw him over.

Let's just say I got the first
punch in and won the day.

And now he's taking his revenge.

It's all bullshit.

You know that, right?

You don't know shit about us.

Well, then, let's just say I came
up with a good cover story for you.

You better listen up,

and listen to me
real good, people.

You're gonna have to be a lot
smarter about what you're doing

if you plan on getting
out of here alive.

Time to start phase two.

What are you doing?

What we should all be doing.

Trying to find a way out.

You're wasting your time.
You're wasting our time.

What, you think they'd just leave
this open so you can climb up?

What do you know?

I know that someone has
their finger on a trigger,

not much else I need to know.

Look, you don't like me.

- Fine. I get it.
- No.

No, you don't get it.

You don't get a fucking thing.

You're Cabal.

With all your rituals
and your rules,

and your lines of
succession, all of that shit...

You're just a bunch of spoiled,

entitled, aristocrats
playing pirate.

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

Everything that I
know I learned myself.

I didn't have no private lessons

in some European castle.

You know, I fought and I bled...

and I'm gonna do the
same thing to get out of here.

This won't end the
way you think it will.

Not if we don't work together.

- Ladies?
- What?

What did you do?

Nothing.

Bullshit you did nothing!

Because I know I did
nothing and youse two are...

Wait. What are youse doing?

Not running around
like rats in a maze.

Oh, Jesus. You
sound like Grayson.

Can one of youse explain to me

- why we only have two hours left, huh?
- What?

That's not right. We should
have a little under three.

Well, you must have
pissed somebody off then.

- Now, can we get back to work please?
- Why?

- This whole thing is obviously rigged.
- Maybe...

but Rowan's right,
and we need your help.

There is no "we" here, okay?

There is today.

What the hell was that?

I smell smoke.

Where's Grayson?

Having a sniff the
last time we checked.

- What the hell?
- It's the blueprints.

What's he playing at?

Forgive the
chicanery, my friends.

- Damn it!
- Prick!

Fuck that bastard.

Do you know how to fix this?

Uh, gimme a minute, will ya?

You always did have
a big laugh at me,

didn't you, big guy?

Well, it's nice to know

that today is gonna
be more of the same.

I know you can hear
me, you treacherous prick.

So, grab a handful, asshole,

and pucker those lips
and start smooching.

He's probably
looking for a way out.

We are too, you prick.

16,000 degrees of separation,

and I spit my last
breath in your face.

He's gonna burn the
whole place down.

Shit.

He might actually get though.

- Arm it.
- You sure?

Arm it!

Shit.

- Hurry!
- Shut up, will ya.

Why couldn't it be
his own bollocks?

He's gonna get us all killed.

Now!

You sure?

Wait.

I'll do it.

Son of a bitch.

Hey. Hey.

- What took you so long?
- Shh.

What the hell were you thinking?

Oh, just thought that

I'd give you guys a head start.

You wanted to see, so to speak.

I'm afraid it's up to you to
take 'em to the promised land.

Shh. Just... Just stay still.

See it through.

Go back. I wanna
know what he told her.

- Can't make it out.
- Well, try harder.

- I can't.
- Kei, try harder!

Grayson never was a team player.

- I just meant he...
- The man was an artist.

He pulled off the
greatest art heist in history.

Show some goddamn respect.

Gerry.

Please don't try to tell me
that this was part of the plan.

It wasn't entirely unexpected.

I have no idea what that means.

What it means, Gerry,
is that he fulfilled his role.

And sometimes you
have to trade a pawn

to put your pieces
in the right position.

Just remember who
you're playing with.

No more sacrifices.

Get me those diamonds.

Grayson went at it alone
and look wat happened to him.

I'm not... We're not gonna
make the same mistake.

If we're gonna win this,
we need to get through it.

You have a choice to make.

I've made mine.

We either die in here,
or we get out together.

Try it again.

Anything we can use?

It's shite, garbage and junk.

Come on, there's
gotta be something.

Cut it sharper.

Again.

Okay, try again.

All right.

- Bring me the drone.
- Why?

The camera's got a memory card.

Again. Higher.

Try again.

We're not gonna have time
to make these adjustments.

Well done.

- Why'd you do it?
- Do what?

Rob those banks.

Was it for yourself,
or for someone else?

Let's just say the Irish system

for young lads without a
family isn't all that great.

I'm sorry.

Pretty soon, you'll find your family on
the inside is worth a hell of a lot more

than whatever fucked up
situation you have on the outside.

Right...

got it.

A1 Charlie Swan.

Steel.

Steel.

Tungsten carbide.

Cobalt... bollocks.

Nothing?

It's got an extremely
high surface compression

stress resistance.

- At least a nine on the Mohs scale.
- What's that?

Means it's hard as hell.

Can anything cut though it?

Diamonds.

But unless you got
yourself engaged lately

you're on the wrong
end of the vault for that.

Well, anything else?

Corundum, ceramic...

Where are you going?

Playin' wagon.

What about this?

What am I looking at here?

Spark plug. Ceramic tip.

- How did you know that?
- My grandfather.

Excuse me.

You have something
to hold this with?

Yeah... here.

Here we go.

Okay.

Wait.

See? A dent.

Smart.

Very good start.

Ceramic tip.

Thank you.

Excuse me, ladies.

Would you look at that.

Come on.

Now, let's see what you can do.

You sure she can do it?

I'm sure.

How you know?

Because she hates
me too much to fail.

They all do.

How much time do you need?

How much time we got?

Thirty-three minutes.

Is it possible?

It'll have to be.

I'm sorry.

Sorry was three hours ago.

We're running outta
time. She needs our help.

She needs to focus.
Just leave her alone.

Alone? We're a team.

One of us goes down, we all do.

Look, I...

I know you don't
play well with others.

You got the whole lone
wolf act down. I get that.

But you can't go
through life on your own.

I've gotten by so far,
so thank you very much.

Have ya?

'Cause it seems to me like you
need a hand up from time to time.

When you're on the
ground, in a gutter,

- you know who reaches for you?
- Who?

People who wanna use you,

take advantage of you,

who act like you
owe them your life!

Whatever happened to you,

I'm sorry.

But we need you,

and I'm pretty sure
you need us as well.

All right.

What about the liquid nitrogen?

Could we freeze the lock?

Maybe.

It's a long shot,
but it's worth a try.

Look, we have an idea...

liquid nitrogen.

No, it... It won't work.

There's a pressure
loaded firing pin.

It'll trigger the re-lock
and we'll never get it open.

How much time do we have?

Twenty-one minutes.

You can do it.

Forty-five.

Sixty-three.

- What the hell?
- What's wrong?

I don't know.

It won't... It's not...

Come on!

It should have opened!

I let you down.

Isn't that splendid?

You sure they cannot see us?

Looped the feed with
the drone's memory cam.

All that prick's
looking at is Kate

sweating over and over again.

Do your thing.

Let's pack it up.

We're on the move.

The police?

Every cop for 10 miles is
headed to the warehouse.

This is our window.

How's our team?

En route.

You have a job to do.

I'll take care of it.

Let's try another
garage, shall we?

We're not the bleeding A-Team.

We don't have time.

Well, let's get going then.

I was just trying to
make it more dramatic.

Let's go.

We have some shopping to do.

You didn't buy anything?

Didn't buy nothing.

Better get going.

Hey.

We don't know
how many there are.

- If you find Theo's crew...
- When...

I find Theo's crew.

I'll take care of them all.

You just worry about the vault.

You remember what
I showed you, yeah?

You sure you wanna do this?

He threw us in a hole
and left us for dead.

I'm not gonna let him
get away with it. Are you?

Or it could be a trap.

He thinks we're dead.

He's never gonna see us coming.

Not till the diamonds
are long gone.

- He's here.
- Who?

Theo.

Hold on. We might
have a problem.

Kate.

You look well.

Try it.

It's Mortlach, 1935.

Your grandfather's favorite.

I'm not here for a drink.

I'm here for the diamonds.

Aren't we all, darling.

Tell me something.

What do you see?

Wealth and privilege.

You know what I see?

I see the lies they
tell in the morning.

These people...

they're here to impress.

To make a mark.

- To be seen.
- I'm not.

What?

Here to be seen.

Dressed like that?

They think it's
an end to itself,

but I just don't
have time for that.

So what then? Hmm?

What do you have time for?

Well, I like to enjoy
the finer things.

But the acquisition
of those things...

that's for them.

I'm addicted to savoring
the subtleties, Kate.

I love the game.

Just don't much
care for the prize.

You really should try it.

The king-pawn endgame,
it's a difficult position.

Tell me something, Kate.

Will you become a queen?

I guess we'll find out.

Well, game on.

Oh, excuse me.

No, my fault.

Enjoy your evening.

Hmm.

I'm here.

Elevator is on its way.

Left you a present inside.

Mag, you there?

I cannot find Theo's crew.

Keep looking.

Rowan, I'm out. You ready to go?

Ah.

Mag, is that you?

Who the fuck...

Rowan, what the
hell are you doing?

Rowan?

Mag, can you hear me?

Get in.

Give me the diamonds, Kate.

Oh, I don't have them on me.

You never leave the
scene with a score.

My grandfather
taught me that much.

I'm not holding a carrot.

If you kill me, your
diamonds will be gone.

I promise you that.

So you don't care
about your own life.

What about Rowan's?

I just met Rowan today.

What makes you think I care?

Because I know you, Kate.

It's why I picked you.
It's why I picked all of you.

It's why I allowed
you to escape.

- You knew we'd escape.
- Of course.

- But you tried to kill us.
- That was motivation.

- But the other team...
- There is no other team, Kate.

Just you. Every move you made,

every action you took, you
did it because I planned it

and I wanted it that way.

You were pawns in...

Is this another
chess thing again,

because I should mention
I'm more of a Monopoly girl.

- Thimble?
- Top hat.

I want the diamonds, Kate.

You kill me, you have nothing.

I have Rowan,

and we can make
him talk eventually.

But Rowan doesn't know
where the diamonds are.

It's just me.

And if I die, your
diamonds are gone.

That would be a mistake.

For you.

See, there's no way that you
financed this whole thing yourself.

So, I'm betting you had a buyer.

A buyer who fronted you
enough for this whole operation,

the replica and all.

And I'm gonna
bet that this buyer

isn't the type to just write
this off if you don't deliver.

So... am I close?

The diamonds, Kate.

If I don't tell you
where they are,

no matter what happens to me,

they'll come for you.

Are there dice in Chess?

Oh, very well.

Kei, call Vince.

Let's give Kate a little taste
of what's about to come.

Is there a problem, Kei?

Oh, Jesus Christ.

Mag, are you there?

Mag, can you hear me? I'm
heading to the rendezvous point.

- Mag?
- What happened?

Yeah, we gotta go.

Let's go.

Mag, what the
hell are you doing?

I'm sorry, Kate.

You don't have to do this.

It's not too late.

It is for me.

How much is he paying you?

I didn't pay her.

I raised her.

Kate, let's just
stop this, all right.

Make it easy on ourselves,

and just tell me where
the diamonds are.

The diamonds are the
only thing keeping me alive.

The diamonds are
gonna get you killed.

And is it worth it?

No.

But making you fail, that's
something I would die for.

- Shoot her.
- We should just take her and go.

She'll talk... eventually.

You know, I don't
think she will.

We need to reassess, and
we need to clear the board.

I don't want any
loose ends. Shoot her.

No, we need to
get out of here now.

This is not the time
or the place for this.

What did you say?

I'm just saying that
I think that there is...

- I'm sorry.
- For what?

Don't listen to her.

For what he did to you.

For what he made you become.

Magdalena...

do it.

Do it.

Do it!

I love you like a
daughter, you know that.

Like a daughter.

I'm sorry.

Okay, last chance.

What did you do to her?

What did I do to her?
I saved her. Okay.

Her family dead,
she was on the streets

and I gave her everything.
What do you care?

You turned her into a weapon.

I saved her from
becoming a corpse,

and you made me shoot her!

I really didn't want it
to end this way, Kate.

I'm okay.

I come in here and save
your arses again, huh?

Take a seat there.

You left 'em in a bleedin' bush?

- Thought you were smarter than that.
- Yeah?

I was hoping Theo would too.

You all right?

I take no chances anymore.

It's twist after
twist with you, huh?

It's like screwing
on a bottle cap.

Ow, it hurts to laugh.

Here, gimme a look at those.

You took a chance on me.

You didn't have to.

It wasn't a chance,
it was a choice.

You made one too.

Don't worry, we're good.

That was beautiful,
just gorgeous,

but, uh, Mag's just been shot,
I'm bleeding outside a church,

and you're holding
a bag of diamonds.

- So... I think we better skedaddle.
- Yeah.

There's a couple of
things I wanna take care of.

Surprised to see me?

Kiss my bollocks,
you baldy prick.

Game over.

- To Grayson.
- That cocky bastard.

Wasn't too hard
to find the painting?

Oh, I slipped through.

Thank you.

You got something for me?

- Done.
- That's it?

That's it.

Thanks for saving me a step.

Never liked that guy.

I'll be in touch.

So... what's next?

We all betray each other,

Kate turns out to be
Grayson's daughter.

We'll whip off the mask,
and it's Scooby Doo?

Maybe.

But first...

you ever been to Italy?

How's that?

I think just a little bit...

All about the angles.

It's good?

Just a little...
Just a little bit

to the right.

Oh, a touch...

There.

I think it suits the place.

It's like having a
painting of your face.

Where are we going next?

Italy. We already
decided in the last meet.

Remember?