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Go!

Now where the fuck is he?

- Put it down, asshole!
- Come on!

- Come on, come on.
- Let's go! Let's go!

Fuck, it's coming, man!

Let's go!
Let's go!

Fuck!
Smooth fucking getaway.

That was the smoothest fucking getaway.
Shut the fuck up.

Where were you, baby? Huh?
You better shut up.

We got the easiest job. Fuck!
You can't even be on time!

I might as well--
Everyone calm down, man!

So what happened
back there, Pike?

He almost put us
in the joint.

That's what the fuck happened
in there, baby.

That's what the fuck happened
in there.

You guys stop fighting.
Stop fighting!

You're stressing me out!

Oh, yeah? Maybe you should do
some deep breathing exercises,

go out and learn
some yoga, huh?

Stupid ass motherfucker. I should be
running this the way things are going.

Chino, look at me.

Look at me.

Who grabbed the paintings
off the wall?

Chino.

Who shot the security guards?
Chino.

Whose judgment
was a little skewed?

Chino! And you think
you should be in charge?

My fucking brother happens
to like angels, all right?

I'm sorry. I apologize.
But it wasn't me who fucked up, man.

They were supposed to fucking
be guarding...

those museum rent-a-cops,
and they didn't, huh?

Weren't you supposed to be
watching the monitor, you faggot?

The guy was asleep.
He wasn't supposed to fucking be--

Oh, yeah, fucking David Copperfield.
Stupid ass motherfucker.

Pike, who is this little
fucking piece of shit?

Nobody was supposed
to get killed.

Yeah, well, they did, yo.
They did.

Listen, you got to have
a heart, man.

The deal was that I deposit
you guys, and that's it.

And then I get
my fucking money, man.

So give me the fucking money.

Fuck this!
You got no money.

Fuck, man.
It's back to the joint, man.

Not for me, man.
I can't go back.

Not for me. Nobody's finding my G-spot.
We're going back, man.

Shut up.
Just shut the hell up.

Then what are we gonna
do, boss?

We ain't doing nothing.

I'm-a take the goods to Miami,
and I'm gonna get the money.

- What about me,
Pike? I'm coming with you, right? - No.

Boys don't leave each other.
You know what I'm saying?

- No.
- You're not gonna take care of me, man?

This was Crane's show.

He put the deal together
with me.

We planned this together.

Now I know everyone
and everything from inside out.

Since Crane is dead,
I'm running shit now.

I don't give a shit who's running the show.
I want my money.

I'm the only one who knows
the contact in Miami.

Now I got 36 hours
to meet this guy.

You all are gonna sit tight,
relax till I get back with the money.

In your
dreams, my friend.

What?
You heard me.

Until I get paid,
I go everywhere you go.

You don't leave my sight.
You hear me?

Me too. I don't trust any
of you motherfucking niggas.

You guys ain't
leaving me here.

Pike, you hurt
my feelings, man.

I just wanted an angel
for my brother...

whose name is "Angel" and likes angels.
Get in the car.

And I explained that,
but you don't fucking-- Get in the car.

Hurry UP!

I'm gonna make this call.

You all sit tight,
keep your eyes open.

When Crane was here,
it was a five-way split, right?

Which was $3 million each.

Now that motherfucker's gone,

four-way split is four motherfucking
goddamn million dollars each, man.

Yo, four goddamn motherfucking
million dollars each, Papa.

Touch me again
and I'll kill you.

Whoo-hoo!

Four goddamn million dollars.
Whoo!

Shit, baby!
But don't you-- don't you think...

we should give, like,
Crane's family his percentage?

Hey, what the fuck do you think
you're doing? Put that shit out.

We're just relax-- I don't give a fuck.
Are you out of your mind?

Just tryin' to relax.
Put the shit out!

Okay.
What's your problem?

Talk to me, Papa.
You'd better sit down.

You'd better sit down.
I'm telling you.

See, all that tension inside of you
is gonna build up into a cancer.

Okay.
You should have some herb.

- And what the fuck are you listening to?
- Hey, whoa, whoa.

John Hancock Museum
was robbed early this morning...

of millions of dollars
in European masterworks.

So far, the suspect killed in the
gunfight remains unidentified.

Unidentified.
He's been unidentified, man.

Nobody could be this stupid.

Where did you get
this fucking asshole?

Hobbs is right, man.
If you never took off your fucking mask,

nobody would be dead,
and we'd be getting paid right now.

Why don't you regret being late?
Then Crane wouldn't be dead, right?

Only thing I regret...

is getting hooked up with you.

Some of you will
be back here in a week.

Some of you may make it
for a month.

Maybe even three months.

But I know that four out of
five of you will be back.

You gonna miss me?

Miss you?

Oh, I'm keeping your
fucking cell warm for you.

Miss ya.

Won't be more than a hot minute
before you fuck up and get caught...

and come back to me
and our happy home.

You're a two-time loser.
But you know what?

I hope you have
a Merry Christmas.

Okay, gentlemen,
the day you've been waiting for.

Pike, man.

Whassup?

No.

I thought your sorry ass would be
running to get out of this motherfucker.

What's up, man?
Whassup?

- Kiss my black ass!
- Yeah!

Hello.
Yes, this is Crane's friend.

Yeah, he gave me this number
because he won't be able to make it.

I'll tell you about it
when I get there.

We're on our way.

Benedict bitch.
Huh? I'm fuckin' serious.

Why bite my dick when your dick ain't
big enough to put in your mouth?

Put out that goddamn
spliff, please.

That's what I told him, Pike.
Didn't I tell you to put it out?

All we need is some cop to
pull us over and smell that.

You want some cop to
pull-- Put it out.

- Don't put it out.
- Hey, put it out right now. Let's go.

- Don't put it out.
- What's happening?

Okay, the drop is still on.

Now we're gonna drive to Maryland
and take a bus the rest of the way.

Low profile.

We ain't got any money
to take a fucking bus.

We got all the advance
from Crane.

It ain't much,
but it should be enough.

Hey, Pike, while you was
out the car, man,

we came on the national
radio program.

Oh, yeah.
Top 40.

Could be worse though.
They haven't I.D.'d Crane yet.

Shouldn't take long.
The Feds are on it.

Our only hope is a low profile.

Yeah, that
and nuclear warfare.

Don't these country
towns give you the willies, man?

These country towns
bug me out.

I'm serious. I feel so freaky,
you know what I'm saying?

These are one of these towns
that are perfect...

till somebody goes postal
and kills everybody.

Then I got to run into the
woods, live with an inbred bitch.

- You know what I'm saying, man?
- Here it is.

- Go ahead, man.
- Hey, how are you?

Can I help you?

- When's the next bus to Miami?
- Only one bus.

The Atlanta bus.
That leaves--

Well, any minute now. And, of course,
then you connect to Miami from there.

- Give me four one-ways.
- All righty.

Hand me that pencil over
there, would you, sweetheart?

Thank you.

That'll be $236.

Thank you.

You count that too,
would you sweetheart.

Hobbs] Hey. Hey. Yo, yo.

Yeah, today.

There you go.

We all set?
Yeah.

By the way, young feller, you might not
want to stray too far from out front there.

That Atlanta bus been known
to keep right on trucking...

if he don't see nobody
out there waiting.

Stranded plenty of folks.
The next one ain't till 6:00 p.m.

Only got the two a day.

Yeah, thank you.

Where you going?

Yo, I got to get me something to eat, man.
I got a horrible migraine, man.

Stay put.
Bus will be here in a minute.

Nuh-uh, man.
I'm not like you.

I got to get something right now.
Come on, I'm not insulated all like you.

Probably not a good idea for us suspects
to be on the streets of Klan town.

That's right.
We are in Klan country, huh?

Hey, Elmo, did you see the nigger and
spic got a pretty little mouth, huh?

Come on, roll down
them panties...

so I can bend you over a log
and hear you squeal like a pig.

Hey. Hey-

Hey, dipshit.

Sit down, shut up
and wait for the bus.

Who are you talking to
in that attitude, son?

Give it a rest, retard.
Okay?

What'd you call me?
I called you a retard. Here's the bus.

I'll fucking cut you!

- - I'll cut
you, motherfucker!

Hey! Hey!

- It didn't stop.
- Damn!

Hey. Hey, whoa! Whoa.
Hey, what are you doing?

He was supposed to stop. I guess he
didn't like the looks of you fellas.

The bus was supposed to stop.

- Nice going, asshole.
- Nice going, asshole.

Nice going.

Man,
I'm probably violating my parole...

just talking to your ass.

Oh, so you're worried
about talking to me?

Yeah.

Excuse me,
have I lost myself or--

Who loaned you money
when you needed it'?

Me?

Who bailed your sorry ass out of
jail so your mama wouldn't know?

- You. - Man, we done been
through so much shit together.

Damn.
Nigga, please.

I got some shit
for you now, man.

You're gonna do this.

Wait, yo, yo.
I know I'm violating my parole now.

Yeah, yeah. No, I just wanted
these others to come around...

'cause they been helping me out
with the details and shit, right?

What details?
What, you didn't hear?

About the Whirlpool reunion?

Look, whatever it is, I'm not down.
No. No way.

- Where to now, Pike?
- North Carolina.

Well, what's the plan, man?
What are we gonna do?

We won't lose any time if we
catch the early train to Miami.

What about our special friend
in the front seat?

- You let me worry about him.
- That's your answer?

- ♪♪

Nah.
How do you like me now?

Miami's gonna be nice.

Yeah. I tell you,
I ain't gonna be there long, man.

'Cause I'm gonna get on a plane
and go straight to Seattle.

You're going to Seattle?
Hey, man.

What are you gonna be doing
in Seattle?

I just thought it'd be nice
to buy a nice--

Build a cabin in the woods.

I just think it'd be nice to buy a
nice cabin in the woods, and yeah.

Chino, man, I mean, why--

Why you trying
to shit on my dream, man?

Yo, I ain't shitting on your
dream, man. Come on.

Well, what are you gonna do
with your money?

I got it all worked out, kid.

You got it all worked out?
Why don't you share it with us then?

I got this lawyer acquaintance of
mine, and he's gonna hook me up,

and we gonna pay off some people at the state
hospital so I can get my brother Angel out.

And then me and Angel are
gonna buy me a drop-top Benz 50, baby.

A Benz, huh?
Oh, hell, yeah.

Baboon-ass red.
You know?

CD player, phone.
The whole works, man.

I'm gonna get those--
those, um--

Fuck, what do you call those stupid
lights underneath the car, man?

- Fluorescents.
- They aren't fluorescent, man.

Neon fucking lights.

Yeah, well, whatever.
Anyway,

I'm gonna be driving that shit
down to my baby's house,

honk that horn--

Man, word is Annette hasn't
been your girl for over a year.

Yeah, well, whatever,
we'll see about that...

when I drive up head to toe
in Armani nani.

Ah, she'll be begging
to be my bitch.

Hobbs ] No kidding. Hey, Chico.

My name's Chino.
How many times I got to tell you?

You want me
to call you Homo?

I'm sorry.
My mistake.

You ever hear
of the l.R.S.?

I.R.S. can bite me.

I.R.S.
You got no job-.

You're driving a hundred
thousand dollar car?

Yo, I worked at the body shop
all last year.

Ask Pike, huh? What's this shit?
So you could've saved?

I could've saved up my money.
Put it in a mattress, stashed it away.

I guess you could've saved up a
hundred grand at the body shop.

I think that makes sense--
for a moron.

A fucking moron.
You fucking people are all alike.

Beware.
Toes you step on today...

might be connected to the ass
you'll be kissing tomorrow.

No, I'm just saying that,
you know, in a way,

it's a shame that you had
to go and get Crane killed.

It wasn't me, man.

You could be in that Benz right
now, tooling down the turnpike...

to your deadbeat father's place with your
Rain Man fuck brother in the back seat...

and-- what was it, Pike?
Yvette?

Yvette in the back seat
giving Rain Man a blow job...

while he's drooling government
cheese all over your new seats.

I'm sick of your motherfucking
shit, man, you know?

- Hey, put that away!
- Tell me everything you know...

about government cheese right now
before I blow your peckerwood head away!

- Tell me what the fuck you know!
- It was a joke.

Yeah, a fucking big joke, man.

Ha, ha, ha.
You hear me laughing, motherfucker?

Dipshit, it was a joke.
This is not a skin thing.

This is not about Rain Man.

This is about being
a professional.

Something you know
nothing about.

So go ahead.

Leave another body in your wake.

- That's what you're good at.
- I think I'm gonna do it, man.

Fucking blow
his head away, Pike.

Calm down.
Calm down, man.

All right, come here. Yo!
Hey, hey. Come on.

Get the fuck outta there.

Get the fuck out!
Yo!

Motherfucking- Fucking no!

You hold a gun on me, motherfucker?
You hold a gun on me?

You motherfucker!

What the fuck is wrong
with you, Chino?

- He's talking about my brother.
- Well, stop it. Just stop it.

Calm down!
Get the fuck off me.

You're a real fuckup.
Say it.

I wanna hear you say it.
You'd make me say that in front of him?

Say it, or I'm not letting you
back in the car.

"I'm a real fuckup, Pike.
I'm a real fuckup."

- Please don't make me say that.
- "I'm a fuckup, Pike." Say it.

I'm a fuckup, Pike.

Hey, listen,
let me tell you something.

We are not taking him
with us.

Hey, Pike, man,

we are looking at murder one
because of this son of a bitch.

How many chances
are you gonna give him?

As many as I'm gonna give you.

Okay.

Okay.
We're not going to Florida.

We're never gonna make it to fucking
Florida because of you, motherfucker!

Fucking piece of shit.

I'm talking about mad money.

I'm talking about retiring
on your own private island.

You wanna rob the Hancock?

You know,
it breaks my heart to think...

about these incredible
works of art...

just sitting in the storeroom
at the museum just...

waiting for us to steal 'em.

This is gonna be butter.

I mean, all we got to do
is walk in,

take the paintings
and we're rich.

I mean--

I mean, the only problem
is the security system,

and you're the best at that.

Who else is down?

There's me, there's Chino,

there's Booker and Hobbs.

You know, the wheel man
from Southie.

- Yeah, the white boy with the red hair.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

And you, if you down.

How much?

Fifteen mil,
you know what I'm saying?

Can I-- Can I get-- Can
I get a chorus here?

Fifteen million.

Sounds kind of nice.
Or what?

I'm down.

Hey, man.

That shit that happened back there with
Hobbs, man, and the gun and everything?

You shouldn't let him
get to you like that, man.

I mean, you know, he's old, man.
You don't know what the fuck's going on.

Yo, that red-headed faggot should've
never said that about my brother.

You know, you're not
supposed to call him that.

And that shit about my girl
sucking his dick?

Why? He don't even know her.
You know what I'm saying?

I know, man, but, you know,
to be honest with you, man,

all that race shit
he's talking about,

that ain't even gonna matter
in the next 20 years.

Yeah?

I mean, think about this, right?

Everything in the world
is a commodity.

Clean air, food,
a decent place to sleep.

And your--
your point is?

The point, smart guy,

is that the one element
that everybody needs...

and nobody knows
how to put a price on--

and even pussy you
got to pay for--

No, no, no, no.
I don't got to pay for that.

Never have.
You know why?

'Cause I got a big dick.

You don't believe me, you can ask Pike.
Why don't you listen to me?

Listen to me, man?
Big cock. Behemoth.

Listen.
All right.

The one element
that everybody needs...

that nobody knows
how to put a price on--

Yeah?
Is protein.

- Protein?
- Yeah, man. Think about it.

I mean, if you could take
that shit, right?

And-And-And fucking, like,
give it a market value and shit,

you would make millions
selling that shit.

Billions.
Think about what I'm telling ya.

Forget nigga this,
and whitey that,

and all that other petty
bullshit you worry about.

Remember-- control the protein,
control the world.

...rider on the
train is now boarding on Track number 3.

Al! aboard, please.
Step up.

Uh, four one-way tickets
the next train to Miami.

[Typing 1

$327 .42 .

Damn.

Keep the change.

Understand what I'm saying?

Control the protein,
control the world.

Control the pro--

Control the protein,
control the fucking world.

I ate the protein.

I wrecked the world. Could you find some
other place to sit for a little while?

Please?

...bound for
Washington and Fredericksburg-

What are you doing, man?

Should you be looking
at them things?

Check this out.

My beach house.

My daughter's education.

Claudia Schiffer's phone number.

That's-That's a lot
of money there, man.

Yeah, man.
Do you want one of these?

No.
They're fucking good, man.

What is it, Cuban?

No, man.
Cubans are illegal.

Hey, I wan-- I wanted to talk to
you, like, about,

you know, maybe everyone trying
to get along a little bit better.

We have a very serious situation
on our hands here.

Know. I know we do.
That's what I'm saying.

Now there's a solution,
but we got to be unified,

and Pike is the swing vote.

- Swing vote for what?
- I am talking about Chino.

Chino has to go.

If we don't take him out,
he's gonna get us all killed.

You know that.

But we've got to have
Pike's cooperation.

I know, but I think if you'd lay
off, you know, things might--

Uh-uh. Fuck that.
Fuck that.

I wanna get home.
Hey--

Look at me.
Look at me.

When the shit hits the fan-- and
it's going to-- can I count on you?

- Are you in?
- Whoa, man. Whoa.

Because I heard
a rumor about you.

I heard that you were
Pike's bitch in the joint.

Who the fuck told you that?

Yeah, no, I heard that you were a
regular fucking Maytag up there,

washing socks and underwear
for the whole tier.

That he had you
in a fucking dress.

That's what I heard.

- Where the fuck did you hear that?
- Ah.

Chino.
That's where heard it.

Chino.
You're fucking lying, man.

Am I?

Okay.

I can smell those underwear
from here, man.

...Winston-Salem now boarding
on Track number 2.

Oh, fuck, man.

This is all over
the fucking place?

Where's Hobbs and Booker?

Pike, I need to talk
to you for a minute.

Where's Hobbs and Booker?
Please, I need to talk to you.

Don't hit me, man.
I just-- Before you--

Where's Hobbs and Booker?

They're fucking urinating
in there, man.

I'll fucking kill you, motherfucker!
You hear me?

Hobbs! Chill out, man!
What the fuck you doing, man?

- What's wrong with you? Chill out?
- Motherfucker jumped me-.

- He's fucking lying, man.
- What's going on, man?

- Talk to your boys.
- Yeah, you're a professional, right?

Be cool!

Let him go, Hobbs!

He got what he wanted.
He got what he wanted.

He got what he came for.

Come on, get up, man.
Book, come on, get up.

Aw, Jesus. Congratulations, Hobbs.
You broke his fucking neck.

Good.
Fuck him.

Oh, man, he's done.
He's still breathing though.

- What are we gonna do now?
- What are we gonna do?

If you motherfuckers would just
think, just use your heads and think,

I wouldn't have to keep
answering that goddamn question.

I didn't kill the motherfucker.
You don't got to talk to me like that, man.

Help me get him up.
That motherfucker--

Help me get him up!

Don't forget his hat.

How's he feel, man?

Oh. Fucking damn, man.

I fucking smashed
his head, man.

Yo, bud,
you got to stop drinking.

Broke up with his woman.
That's what happens.

Motherfuckin' boy.
Drinking fool.

Rm

Oh, you shouldn't be
drinking like that, junior.

Yo, whatcha been drinking
like that for, you alcoholic?

You drink like a girl,
you sissy.

What's that?
What you say? Huh?

Lovely.
I love you too, man.

That's nice of you.

♪♪

Holy shit.

Hurry up. I can't carry
this dead guy anymore.

We're gonna miss the train.
We got a slight problem.

We're gonna miss the train.
We're on the front page of the paper.

Yo, we famous, man.

I'm gonna get me girls left
and right, I'm telling you.

Very nice.
Watch his neck.

Watch his neck,
watch his neck.

Yo, man, motherfucker's
possessed, yo.

Let's get outta here.

No. Fuck trains, planes, buses,
all the rest of that shit.

We're going the rest
of the way by car.

We just bought train tickets.
I'm getting on the fucking train.

We're going by car.

I'm not fucking going in that car.
That car sucks, man.

You're changing the plan again?
We're going by car.

You think you can put away your petty bullshit
until after we get to where we're going?

It ain't me. Why don't you talk
to the friend killer over there.

You know,
he's always up to--

- Chino, you're driving.
- All right.

No drinking,
no weed, no radio.

Just driving.
Don't do nothing else...

but get in the motherfucking
car, point it south and drive.

- Now you think you can handle that?
- Hell, yeah.

Handle it.
Chino, you can do it.

I'm handling it. Give me the fucking
keys, man. I'm going about my business.

Hey, hey, next time you change the
plan, you check with me first.

- Fuck you. This white boy you killed--
- Mm-hmm.

Was my friend.

I'm running out of friends.

- Is he asleep?
- Yeah.

Good. Don't have to listen
to his mouth no more.

Tell you the truth,
I don't want to listen to yours either.

Well, you know what?
Excuse the fuck outta me, all right?

- Okay. - You know,
it's really stuffy in here today.

Damn, I hate the country, man.
You know?

It's too goddamn quiet 'cause all you
got is corn and cows and chickens.

Chickens everywhere.
That's right.

Hey, hey.

- Chino.
- What's up, man?

This is a fucking mess.

Okay, I've made mistakes.
You've made mistakes.

What do you say we get down
to Florida, we get the money--

Mm-hmm. and we never have
to see each other again?

Sound good?

All right, man.
All right?

- It's making sense.
- All right?

Cool.
Let's squash it.

Rm

Surprise.

Back.
Back.

Sit.
Sit down.

How you doing?

Chino,
this is a very simple thing.

Just be cool, stick to the plan and
were all gonna get paid, you hear me?

You got it, boss.
I just wanted to thank you, man,

'cause I know Crane would never
pick me if it wasn't for you, man.

I'm not gonna disappoint you.
Promise, man.

I want you to get on the radio and
find out where your rover's at, okay?

Base to Unit Three.
What's you're 20?

Wes! wing.

Good. Now you tell him
to call you...

when he gets to the gallery
on the second floor.

Uh, give me a 21 when you
get to the showcase rooms.

10-4.

You ever have a fat girl sit on your
face after she came back jogging?

I have, and that's how I feel
with this mask and wet suit.

Man, I'm suffocating, man.
I'm serious, man.

It's like having a sweaty
fat ass on my face.

Chino, shut up, please.

I don't like
violence, I don't like guns.

So tell me what the codes are
for the storeroom...

and I won't have to hurt you.

1-0-84, and then you wait
three seconds and R's 1-'2-8-9.

Got it.

- Bag him.
- Thank you.

Oh, my God, that shit reminds
me of the best sex I ever had, man.

This girl lived in my building.
She was 14 years old.

Dude, I got a 14-year-old
daughter, so go easy.

Yo, I was 16 at the time,
all right?

All right, go ahead.
Give it to me. I'm ready.

You don't want it, man.
No, I want it now, man.

- No, you don't want it.
- Give it to me, man.

Oh, my God, man.

Anyway, I used to be downstairs
hanging out, right?

And she calls me up.

And I'm fucking scared,
you know?

'Cause she was fine.
So fucking fine, man.

She's got beautiful
fucking breasts,

legs all the way
to the ground...

and a booty like two
ripe grapefruits, right?

So I'm just hanging out,
you know, and I go up,

climb into bed with her,
yo, we're getting it good.

Fucking starts coming,
screaming like a banshee.

Ay, Dios mio No puedo ma's
No Dios mio!

So I'm covering her mouth, right?
So her father don't hear.

It was too late. Her father just charges
in with a baseball bat and whatnot.

Man, it was so fucking sad,
you know?

- Did you hit him with it?
- No, I had to shoot him.

- Did you hit him with the bat?
- I had to shoot him.

And she never spoke to me
after that.

I love women, man.
I love the way they look.

Hobbs]
The way they smell?

Oh, my God.
I love the way they smell.

- The way they taste?
- I love the way they taste.

I love licking
between a woman's thighs.

You're on your own there, brother.
I don't go downtown.

You don't know
what you're missing, son.

Oh, my God, that's exactly
what I'm talking about, Hobbs.

This ain't a good idea, Chino.
Pike ain't gonna like this.

So what seems to be
the problem, huh, sexy lady?

Uh, I don't know.
She just died.

Well, just jump in.
We'll give you a ride. Come on.

No, that's okay.
I'm sure there's a gas station nearby.

- I can walk.
- What, you don't trust us?

What, do we look like
the thuggish type to you?

Oh, come on.

I hate to see a beautiful lady
like you stay stranded like that.

Come on, the last gas station
was about-- how far away?

Um, light-years.

Yeah, it was-- it was--
it was a way back.

Fifteen miles I'd say. And the next one?
Who knows when it's coming.

Uh, what?-what?-what?--
I forgot what your name was.

Natalie.

Come on, jump in, Nats.
Get froggish. Come on, jump.

Come on, Natalie.

Just to the gas station. All right.
Whatever's coming, babe.

Yo, I can hear you guys
all the way down the hall, man.

Who's out there?
Where are the guards?

West wing.
Now look,

that gives you at least 15 minutes
until he gets to the Dutch gallery.

These are the keys,
and these are the codes.

Hey, Booker, your girlfriend
left you a note in here, man.

Shut up.

Wait for my signal,
all right?

Good luck.

And yo-- watch out
for the furniture.

Yo, I hope I don't look
as stupid as you do, man.

Who picked out
these ridiculous masks anyhow?

Didn't see it coming,
did ya?

Great fucking security.

Ho! Hey!

It's me.
Slow down.

It's me, man.
Slow down, for Christ's sake.

Okay, okay, okay.

Ding-dong. Ladies' underwear.
"Linger-y."

Yeah.

He's on the other side
of the building.

You're all clear.

Just totally trust me, man.

And that whole thing about you owing
my brother 'cause he took a bullet?

By paying and helping me out,
that you'll pay your debt,

and you won't have to worry
about it no more.

Dig? It's that easy,
'cause I'll be getting my brother out.

I'm not talking
to you, Chino.

Clear.

It's like my man said when he got
out of the joint after five years...

and his woman was gone--

Oh, he didn't have
a chance of loyalty.

He told me that...

everything wrong
he ever did...

was for the love
of a woman.

That shit is deep.

And he started me
thinking, you know?

I'm robbing
and jacking this museum,

all for the sake and love
of sweet pussy.

You know
what I'm talking about.

Let me get this right now.

You're saying that we're here...

risking our fucking lives,
robbing this joint...

- for some pussy?
- This is what I'm saying. Yeah.

That's what
I'm talking about.

It may not be
about the money,

but, you know,
if you wanna play,

- you got to pay.
- Wait, wait, wait, wait.

Hey, I never paid for no pussy.

Yeah, but come on.
Essentially.

You know
what I'm saying?

Look.
Tell him.

Tell him, man.

Tell him.
Enter the conversation and shit.

Uh, well, once you begin
to understand,

uh, the historical dynamic...

of male-female relationships
in Western culture,

uh, I can't help but agree
with his point.

Yes!
That's what I'm talking about.

That's what I'm saying.
Listen to him, Booker.

Listen to him. Okay.
Take your time.

Tell him, man.
Tell him.

Look at it.
Whoo!

Yo, she ugly, man.
A wildebeest.

But I'd do her for $15 million.
I'd do her.

In sociology,
there's a theory that, um--

there's a de-ritualization
of classical gender roles.

This is why I'm listening to him.
The de-de-de--

The tie-genera what'?

The, uh, the de--
de-ritualization.

De-ritualization.
Of?

Of the, uh--
the classical gender role.

Of classical gender roles.
Gender. Gender.

Male, female.
Women. Pussy.

- You know what I'm saying?
- Yeah.

Mmm.

I think your friend's
waking up.

Well,
look who's back from the dead, huh?

Stop the motherfucking car now.

- Who's this? - What?

Oh, that?
Oh, that's just Natalie.

- Hi.
- Don't get cute with me.

Who the hell is she?

Yo, yo, Pike.
Her car broke down, man, you know?

And she was sitting
on the side of the road.

She's going to Miami too,
so I'm just helping her out.

Oh, her car broke down.
And you went along with this?

Just trying to help
the lady out, Pike.

Look, if there's gonna be
a big drama--

Oh, there's gonna be
some goddamn drama, all right.

- Get out.
- Excuse me?

- Get the fuck out. - They were
just giving me a ride to the gas--

- Oh, fuck. Hold up.
- Wait a minute.

Look at this.

Keep your mouth shut,
and you won't get hurt.

Pretty crazy.
He's coming.

- How's everyone doing?
- Pretty good, Officer.

- Fine.
- It's a beautiful day, huh?

Yes, sir, it surely is.

Look at those clouds.
"Cuminalimbus."

See, I studied in school.

Hobbs ]
The weather man.

Any, uh, trouble here?

No, no.
No trouble at all, Officer.

We're just on our way.

What happened to your eye,
young lady?

Well, sir, my husband hit me,
and, um, these are my friends.

They were protecting me,
and I was a little nervous.

So we pulled over
to the side of the road.

You know, they're just
calming me down.

- You want to file a complaint?
- No, that's okay.

I already did.

All right then.

Y'all drive safely, hear?

- Thank you, sir.
- Thanks a lot, sir.

Thanks, Officer.
Same to you.

Now what the hell
was that?

- What?
- That noise.

- Sounds like the trunk.
- I didn't, uh--

Neither did I.
I didn't--

What's in the trunk?

All right, well,
it's our friend.

He broke his neck and we're
taking him to the hospital.

We got you, didn't we?

How about you open up
that trunk for me?

There's nothing
in there, Officer.

You'd be wasting your time.
For real. I'm serious.

Step out of the car, please, sir.
Show me that nothing.

The rest of you,
keep your hands up in plain sight.

Don't anyone make
any sudden moves.

Come on.

Someone help me out, man.

Help me out, yo.

Hobbs.

Okay.

Oh, sorry. Urn,
I forgot my keys inside the car.

Can I go get 'em?

I'm sorry, man.
Just forgot.

Today, young man!

The key's--
the key's stuck, Officer.

Unstick it.
I'm trying to get it, man.

It's just
these old cars, yo.

10.5., baby.

Take care of business.

See? See, Officer,
this is one of these old cars...

where you have to make sure
the key's up.

Otherwise, it don't work.
You know what I'm saying?

Damn, I dropped 'em.
Can I get the keys?

Thanks.

Touchdown.

Stay put.

No more doughnuts
for you, Officer, huh?

Is he dead?

No more crullers, no more honey-dipped,
no more sprinkles, motherfucker.

- - Oh,
we really fucked up now.

We killed a white cop
in goddamn North Carolina.

Shit. Hobbs] He's gone.

What about her?
We ain't killing no innocent girl.

That's not what
I'm talking about.

I'm talking about the fact
that she's a pro, man.

Look at this eye.
What the fuck do you mean?

She can take a punch, man.
No! That's not it.

I'm talking about the way she
handled our friend here. She's a pro.

Look, this is not even up
for discussion.

Get rid of the body,
get rid of the car now.

Just so you heard it once,
my man.

- You're a natural born killer, son.
- Thanks, Pops.

You get Booker.
I'll take him.

Natalie ] I didn't do anything.
Let me go.

Please.

I didn't do anything.

Oh, God.

DJ“

[Gasping 1

Man, just chill.
Relax.

♪♪

Damn.

You'll be all right, bro.

Forget it all.

You wouldn't know what to do
with the money anyhow.

Look, you don't know me.
I'm crazy. I'll kill all of you.

You don't know me.
I'm fucking crazy.

Listen up, Crazy, 'cause I'm
only gonna say this once.

You be cool,
you gonna get out of this.

But you got to get
your shit together.

So you do whatever you need to do to get
your shit together, because if you don't--

He's good.
Let's go.

No, no.
Come on.

I think we should
say something.

Come on. We're all Catholic.
Come on.

Booker,

earlier, Chino tried
to grab your cock.

I wouldn't let him.

Amen. Okay?
Let's go.

Amen.

Let's get outta here.

Yeah, we're still good for time.

I told you this was
gonna be a walk in the park.

Know what I'm saying?

All right.
Just go.

What'd I tell you, Chino?
Smooth like butter, baby.

Smooth like butter.

Chino?
Chino?

Damn.

What the fuck is that light?
What the fuck is that light?

- Hey, what the fuck is it?
- I'm not sure.

Something must have been taken off the
wall. I think it's the silent alarm.

Took something
off the wall?

For Christ's sake!
Oh, shit.

They took a painting, man.

What's that?

Who the fuck is that?

Look,
save yourself, all right?

Uh-huh.
You save yourself.

You tell 'em it was
a false alarm.

Okay.
You give 'em the right code.

Okay.

Hello? Hello?

No, everything's under control.
It's a false alarm.

Uh, 1-7-5-7 A-1-M-F-A.

1-2-6-5-3-4.
It's a false alarm.

Everything's under control.
We're out.

I'm almost done
with my Christmas shopping, boy.

Chino, you just set off
the alarm.

Relax.
I don't hear nothing.

It's silent, stupid.

- Who the fuck is that?
- Who?

- Him.
- Who?

Him!

Where'd he come from?

Where the fuck
did he come from?

- Who the fuck is it?
- Where'd he come from?

- Where the hell did he come from?
- He works here.

He comes in late sometimes
and sleeps in the office.

Oh, shit.

Chino, it was just
a burglary.

Just a burglary. Just a burglary.
Pike, he saw my face.

What are you gonna do
with your money?

I don't know, Sapphire.
What are you gonna do?

Are you--

Hey, guys-.

Don't do nothing stupid.

You hear me?
Do you hear me?

Don't do nothing stupid.

Hey, let's leave his cocky
white boy ass behind. Come on.

Let's just go for it.

- What would that do, Chino?
- Yeah, what would that do?

Check him out. Tell me you
haven't been thinking about it.

Tell me.
Come on.

- Thought about what?
- You're good. You're smooth, ain't you?

Fifteen million
divided by five is how much?

Three mil.

Divided by two?

Approximately
seven-point-something mil, right?

Yeah, but you got this all down.

You've been thinking about it,
haven't you, Pike?

You know what your problem is,
Chino?

That I'm too fucking realistic?

You're one giant set of need.
Yeah.

You see it,
you want it, you take it.

No thought given
to the consequences.

Crane used to call it
the "blaze of glory" syndrome.

Yeah, well, if I was you,
I wouldn't be quoting a dead motherfucker.

He ain't no criminal genius, and this
ain't Ricki Lake, so save that shit.

Yo baby, you got--
you got a man?

- Sorry?
- You got a man?

- Yes.
- You know, they call me Chino Soft Touch.

That's what I'm famous for.
'Cause I got a soft touch, baby.

You know, you and I could get
together and hook up nice.

Get out of the car.

Come on!

Okay, here's the bad news. This is long-term
parking, and we need cash to get out.

Why don't we just blast our way Jackie
Chan style and whatnot?

- I have some cash.
- How much?

Hopefully it's enough
to guarantee my personal safety.

Personal safety's gonna cost you
a bit more than that, boo.

Can I have a cigarette?
We got 17 beans.

That's enough. Let's go.
If you had a Latin man,

you wouldn't need a cigarette
to be pleased. Oh, boy.

♪♪

Chino, where's Natalie?

Oh, fuck.
Look at this.

Oh.

You hit me, motherfucker.

Dumb, dumb, dumb.

Fucking dumb.
Get back in the car, okay?

Hey, do not fuck with me.

I am on to you.
Do you understand me?

- So get back in the car.
- Okay.

Okay. You're onto me,
but what about your friends?

This is a mistake.

Mm-mmm.

The little one's trying
to kill you,

and you don't know
a goddamn thing about it.

It's a mistake.
Get back in the car.

When we were stealing the car, the little one
told the big one that he wants to kill you,

but the big one
doesn't want to do it.

I thought
you should know that.

Really?

Really?

Yep.

How's your eye?

It looks like it hurts.

Does it? It does. Yeah.

Go along with this.

Look at that shit.

Do you believe
that shit?

There's only one fucking explanation
for that-- she likes white boys.

Right?

Yo, Hobbs,
get off of her, man.

Chino, do I have to watch you
24-7?

He's trying to steal
my girl, man.

Yo, Hobbs,
get back in the car.

- Give me a dollar.
- No.

Can I please have a dollar?

No.

You know, we need to restock
these cigarettes up here.

Oh, the Clipper guy
will be here.

What's up, ladies?

Good day.
Good afternoon.

Yeah, whatever.
Hey, you got a nice place here.

Yo, it's so mad organized. You can find
anything you're looking for, right?

Thank you.

Anything, uh,
in particular?

Uh, yeah, I'm just looking for some
sundry miscellaneous type stuff.

I bet you two got some nice
husbands waiting for you at home.

- You bet.
- Yeah, right.

Tomorrow's
my anniversary.

Oh, that's beautiful.
That's a beautiful thing, you know?

Go home and give him
some special lovin', right?

Yeah, I know you like that.

I think I'm good.
I got my 40, I got a couple of Slim Jims,

some fat-free crap,
and I want some of this, uh,

Deer-in-Heat Urine,
'cause you never know...

when you're gonna meet
a deer in the woods, right?

All right,
I just need one more thing.

Oh.

That's right,
it's a fucking holdup.

So empty out
the fucking register now!

Now! Open up the goddamn register!
Come on, faster!

Faster, goddamn it!
Don't make me have to shoot your old ass.

- Who you calling old? - All right,
fucking mature, all right? Mature.

Now empty the register
now, turkey neck. Come on.

And I want some of those fucking Tic
Tacs and some cigarettes, biyatch.

Not those fucking cigarettes.
The other ones, scrotum face! Come on!

- You shithead! - Be cool,
old lady. Don't make me hurt you.

Ow!

Get out of here,
you son of a bitch!

You motherfucker!

What the hell was that?

Here, you're welcome.

Hey, Chino,
what the hell happened in there?

You're bleeding pretty bad, man.

I was just trying
to be polite with the old lady,

and she busted out
with a damn machete, man.

You dope.

Can I help you?

Only God can help me
at this point.

You're the religious one.

In the joint we used to say,
"God help me 'cause man won't."

Well, out here we say God helps
those who help themselves.

So what you trying
to say to me?

You're the one who's staring.

What are you looking at?

Well, you kinda remind me
of someone.

You remind me of someone too.
Someone I'd rather forget.

Someone who gave you
that black eye?

Maybe.

Anybody ever hurt you?
Yes, ma'am.

Sometimes you just
don't see it coming.

Hear that.

The devil wears
all kinds of disguises.

Amen.

Daddy, I got to wee-wee.

Pull over,
will you, Pike?

I got to go too.

That's far enough.

Could you turn around, please?

Oh, come on, princess. Nobody wants to
look at your little tired ass peeing.

- Come on.
- Chino, turn around.

Hey, Chino, turn around.

Chino--

Oh!

- You know anything about cars?
- Yo, I'm Puerto Rican, right?

Shit is--

Look at these injectors.
I think they're clogged.

Yeah, that's it.

Die, motherfucker!
Die, you little fucking cockroach.

You just--
You just won't die, will you?

You little fucking cockroach.

You fucker.
Fuck you, fuckhead.

I thought
we were all set, man.

We are all set.

I heard about your little
téte-é-téte in the car.

No. I don't know
what you're talking about.

Remember? Bound for Miami?
Natalie?

Oh, come on, man.
What are you doing?

Sure you wanna do that, man?
Damn right I do, baby.

I've waited my whole life
for it.

You know how many rounds
you got in there?

You're gonna give me
the math homework now?

- Do you remember Booker? - I'm right
at your face. You better put it down.

You see what I can see?
Booker had how many? Two?

Two for Book.

And then how many did the cop got?
Do you remember?

- Can you remember? Go back.
- Ah, for the cop.

Chico, I'm right at your face.
You better be right.

Fuck off!
You fucking pissy motherfucker!

Chino!
No, Chino!

Who's unprofessional now, huh?

Put the gun down!
Fuck you, Pike!

Fuck you. Going for less
partners, huh, motherfucker?

Making me think I'm your boy,

and then you fucking sell me out
when I was sleeping, motherfucker?

Is that what you are,
you Judas fucking bastard?

Huh? We was boys, man.
I went to your fucking house,

and this is how you fucking treat
me, you son of a fucking bitch?

You know what you are?
You're a piece of shit, man.

I fucking hate you.

Motherfucking piece of shit! That's what
the fuck you are. You're not even a man.

You're not even a fucking man.
You're a piece of fucking shit.

- You ain't gonna kill me, man.
- Why the fuck did you do this, man?

You ain't gonna kill me 'cause
you don't know who the contact is.

It's all up here.

Fifteen million dollars.

So you do what you got to do.

God, I'm so sick of you
telling me what to do, man.

You're such a big shot, right?

"I know the contacts.
I'm such a big shot."

You know what
I wanna hear you say?

I know what I want
to hear-- You say--

Say, "Chino, I'm a fuckup."
Go ahead, say it.

Pike, say it,
or I'm gonna fucking kill you!

Say, "I'm a fuckup."

I'm a fuckup, Chino.

That's what I wanted
to hear, man.

Now tell me
who the contact is.

It's gonna be a fucking
shame seeing your face...

down in that ditch
where that bitch was peeing.

That's what's gonna be
the fucking shame.

Tell me who the contact is
one more fucking time.

- God forgive you.
- Don't put those hands up, man.

I hate to end it.
Just put those fucking hands down, man.

Don't fucking
touch me, man.

Fuck, man!
Fuck!

Ticklish.

Ticklish.

You okay?

My family gets
my share, right, Pike?

Right?

Look, when everything settles
down, maybe we can go out.

Hear from Rain Man lately?

Natalie,
you come with me.

Do you believe in God?

Yes, ma'am. I'm so fucked up,
God's the only one who'll have me.

See, how I look at it,

when I got in the car with you
guys, I just gave it up to God.

You know?
Deep.

Yeah.
Like maybe it was meant to be.

Maybe he meant
for us to meet that way.

You know? Maybe we were just
two people on a bad road.

And we met,
and we're supposed to make it right.

Think that's corny?

Honestly?

I think that shit is corny.

I think so too.

Well, thanks.

I'll be right back.

Would you hug me?

Maybe later.

You mind if I come in?

Man, you get the dope room, huh?
That's not right.

Check it out, man.

Did you get to shit and shave?
Do you feel a little better now, huh?

Hobbs, what's the matter?

Hobbs, you okay?

You all right, man?

Boo.

Oh!

Oh, you fuck.

You're not looking
too good, man.

You know, I bet you're
hurting and everything,

so I'm just gonna keep this
really short, all right'?

I've been in my room thinking
about stuff and about forgiveness.

Does this have a point?

Yeah.

I just have to have it
beaten into me, you know?

Like you tried
to do for me.

And so I figured all the things
that I needed to forgive you about,

and I can do most of them.

You fucking up the job,

you know, all those stupid
"you people" comments-- Mm-hmm.

And then you trying
to turn Pike against me...

and cutting me out the deal.

Gone.
Forgiven.

All right, bro?

But you know what I can't
forgive you for?

Mmm.
Yeah.

Think about it.

Hmm.
It's a mystery.

Oh, yeah.
My brother.

Hmm?

My brother.

Yeah.

Yeah.
Imagine.

That's what it is.

You know what's funny, man?
Hmm?

I could do anything
to you right now.

I could just take my dick out right
now and slap it across your face.

If you had one.
Or I could shit on your face then.

I could stuff toilet paper
up your nose.

Maybe take your shoes,
shove 'em up your ass.

Chino, Chino, I need to talk to you.
Come closer.

Come down here.

Uh--
You miss me already?

Hmm?

You have...

stink stank...

spic breath.

Sorry I had to be the one
to tell you.

- That's all you got to say?
- Mmm--

Yeah.
That's it.

You sick bastard!
Your miserable life!

Fuck!

Talk to me.
Come on, big mouth.

Talk to me.

Come on, big mouth. I wanna hear it.
Come on, say something.

I can't hear you.
I can't hear you, big mouth.

What?

[Gasping 1

Natalie ]
Let's see what we have here.

The winner!

Where you want me
to read you from?

Do you like--
Do you like Genesis?

Or something maybe
from "Ecclesiastics"?

"The wicked in his pride
doth persecute the poor.

Let them be taken in the devices
that they have imagined."

This is very appropriate to you.

"For the wicked boasted
of his heart's desire--"

That's you.
"...and blessed the covetous--"

That's me.
"...whom the Lord abhoreth."

"Horror--
The wicked--"

Sit down and shut up.

I didn't say anything.

Are you gonna come
and sit down and shut up'?

Come on.

Please?

Remember? Remember what we
was talking about before?

Was you serious
about that?

- About what? - About-- You know
what I was talking about before.

About you being my girl and all that.
Remember?

Oh.
Chino, I told you.

I just got out
of a really bad situation.

I'm not ready to get involved
with somebody else.

That's not what
I'm talking about.

I'm about to become a very rich man.
Do you understand that?

I'm gonna become
a future millionaire.

You're gonna be very successful
at it too, Chino.

- So you think I'm stupid too, don't you?
- Mm-mm.

All you-- all you
motherfuckers think I'm stupid.

But I'm not.
I let you think that.

I clocked you and Pike.
I know what's going on.

"Oh, yeah.
Whassup, Pike, honey baby?

Let's dump the spic
in the hotel.

Why didn't you off the little
midget a little sooner?"

I know-- Could you
have-- Excuse me.

Could you have the courtesy of fucking
looking at me when I'm talking to you?

Chino!

You really think
I'm interested in Pike?

- Hell, yeah.
- You're wrong.

Why do you think
I got in the car, huh?

'Cause you just needed help.
You're using somebody.

No.
It's because of you.

You're the man, Chino.

Besides, I just can't
get involved with somebody.

I'm married and I'm Catholic.

And I know you're Catholic too.

You're not gonna get involved
with a married woman.

Not usually.

But in your case,
I'd definitely make an exception.

Natalie ]
Close your eyes.

No.
I'm not closing my eyes.

Come on, baby.
I-- I don't--

It's a surprise.

I'm gonna peek
eventually.

Oh.

This is a surprise.

[Shouts 1

Happy now?

Natalie!

What happened?

He just went too far.

I'm gonna clean this up.

Operator, get me
the sheriff's office.

Here we go.

Here we go.

This way.
Fuck!

Who fucked up?

Yo, man. Watch the paintings.
Fucking Chino.

He took off his mask,
and he blew away two guards.

I told you I was fucking claustrophobic.
I'm suffocating, all right?

What were you
thinking about, huh?

What were you thinking about?

Come on, come on.

Come on.

- Get down!
- Book, shut the door!

Hold it right there!
Take us back up!

Go!

Now where the fuck is he?

- Put it down, asshole!
- Come on!

- Come on, come on.
- Let's go! Let's go!

Fuck, it's coming, man!

Crane!

Left, right.

Go left.

Police emergency!
Evacuate!

Let's go, folks.
Move it out of here.

Police!
Open the door!

Come on,
you've got to get out of here.

Get the fuck back!
I got a hostage!

I swear to God, I'll fucking kill him!
Get the fuck back!

Put the gun down.

Whatever it is you want,
we can talk about it.

Just back off,
motherfuckers!

I got a fucking hostage!
Get back! Get the fuck back!

I got a fucking hostage!
Get the fuck back!

I swear to God I'll fucking kill him!
Move back!

Put the gun down. Whatever it is you
want, we can talk about it.

Put the gun down.

Fuck you!
Fuck you.

I want-- I want a Benz drop-top
50 with $40,000 in it...

in 20s and 10s
in the front seat.

Do you hear me?

And I want my brother taken out
of the ment. state hospital--

Move, move!

- All right, it's a kill.
- [Man 1 Kill.

Attack!

Where to, boss?

Don't know.

But I know I'm gonna put away my
past and start all over again.

And I wanna start
all over again with you.

That would be nice.
What would it be like?

You know, we'd be
the typical American family.

You cook, you clean.

I sleep.

Yeah.
Me Mandingo, you Jane.

Yeah.

We could take it real slow.

Real slow.

I'm gonna pull over.

Good girl.

Get out.

What's up?

I decided to keep
the paintings for myself.

But they're worthless.
They're too hot.

Yeah, well, I figured if you guys
could get 15 million in Miami,

I could probably get a million
some place else, right?

A million's good for me.

- You mean this?
- Mm-hmm.

I really like you, Pike,
but I just--

I don't know.
I wanna start over.

Just... clean.

And I wanna do it
by myself.

Hey, Pike.

Merry Christmas.

Did that bitch think I'd let
her point a loaded gun at me?

Shit.

Rm

Shit.

Hey, hold it right there!
Let me see your hands.

Don't move!

Chino.

After all the backstabbing,

I sold the painting in Miami
for a cool mil.

I gave everyone's family
their cut except for Chino.

His brother wouldn't know
what to do with it anyway.