All language subtitles for Heist_en

[♪♪♪]

WOMAN [ON RADIO]:
Hey, hey, hey. Good morning.

The LIE is clear. Good morning.

FDR shows good to 59th Street.

Got a gapers' block. Henry Hudson,
five to 15 minute delays...

- Keep the change.
- Thanks, pal.

- What are you waiting on?
- Four cappuccinos.

- Four cappuccinos.
- ...tunnel shows 10 minutes...

Let's go.

The time is 8:55,

and we hope you're having
a happy Monday morning.

We have news on the hour.

Stay tuned for sports and the markets
at 10 and again at 20 after.

Bad news for the locals last night,
Ron.

RON: That's right, Kim.
We went three for three last night.

Also in sports, we have an update
on a proposed merger

and Pitino's disputed salary cap.

KIM: Coming up
at 10 and 20 minutes after.

The time is now 8:56.

In the 9:00 hour,
a new parking scandal in Queens.

We're gonna give you
some local reactions.

A death in Yonkers and the cost
of Noise Abatement and Control.

Stick with us
because we stick with you.

There you go.

Thanks.

MAN:
Bobby, how you doing with those...?

Gotta break.

Didn't they tell you
you can't smoke in here?

MAN:
Oh, yeah. Have a nice time too.

Jenny, pick it up, pick it up.

[♪♪♪]

[INAUDIBLE DIALOGUE]

JOE:
Thank you.

Hey, buddy.

You forgot your change.

Makes the world go round.

What's that?

Gold.

Some people say love.

Yeah, they're right too.

It is love.

Love of gold.

[TIRES SCREECHING]

[CAR ALARM WAILING]

MAN:
Hey, what happened?

Just push it.

Hold it.

[WHIMPERING]

Thank God you're there.

I need your help.

There's been an explosion.
Pick up the phone.

- What?
- Pick up the phone and dial 911.

[DOOR OPENS]

[BUZZES]

I'm burnt.

Eighteen, 36, seven, pound.

BOBBY:
What are you doing?

Find the security tape.

[RINGING]

[SIRENS BLARING]

Enough.

MAN:
Hey, thanks.

Hey, how did it go?

- Finest kind.
- Yeah?

FRECCIA:
Where did you get that?

JOE:
Here you go, Mr. Freccia.

You fixed it?

- No. I had to make you a new one.
- Ah, you're a pretty smart fella.

- Nah, not that smart.
- If you're not that smart,

- how'd you figure it out?
- Oh, I tried to imagine a fellow

smarter than myself,

and then I tried to think,
"What would he do?"

FRECCIA:
That's one hell of a boat you got there.

JOE: Well, you sign up,
and I'll build you one just like it.

I wanna buy that one.

Yeah, well, that's my boat.
You come up with the down payment,

and I'll have your boat in the water
in 18 months.

We're getting pretty good
at this conversation.

You're so smart, close the deal.

There you go.

FRECCIA:
What is it?

Open it up. It's yours.

It's in the shape of an arrow.

- Freccia is Italian for "arrow."
- JOE: Yeah, I know. You told me.

Looks like gold.

- JOE: That's because I gilded it.
- Why?

- I wanted to sell you a boat.
- FRECCIA: Ha, ha, ha.

Good try, though.

I want that boat.

Yeah.

You sell me that boat,

I'm gonna come down,
laundry bag full of cash.

Take the money, take your little girl,
cruise down some tropic isle.

- Where you gonna get that kind of cash?
- Hey, don't be coy.

You know who I am.

You sell me your boat,
I'm gonna put you under my wing.

That's my private number.

Mr. Freccia, I can't do it.

I'm working on your boat,
take mine out whenever it's free.

Does that girl go with it?

Ha-ha-ha. That's good.

Hey, you drop the dime,

I'll have five guys down here
Monday morning laying up a hull.

You decide to sell me your boat...

Let's do something, huh?

I would've liked
to have built him that boat.

Walk away from it.

Well, let's start getting the gear
onboard.

- You got the charts?
- Oh, yeah.

- Why so many?
- You wouldn't want somebody

to look at them
and figure out where we're going.

[JOE CHUCKLES]

How did I get so lucky?

You're the law west of the Pecos.

Yeah, I used to be the law
west of the Pecos.

Now I'm cashing out.

Well, you got your picture took.

Is that why I'm cashing out?
Is that right?

If you say it, it's right.

You're the brass ring, babe.

Glad you like me.

[HORN HONKING]

- Off you go.
- Yeah.

See you tonight.

Stay in the shadows.

Hey, everybody's gonna be looking
in the shadows.

- Then where's the place to be?
- The place to be is in the sun.

MICKEY:
Beautiful.

Just gorgeous.

Nobody gets the goods like you, Joe.

Well, anybody can get the goods.
The hard part's getting away.

Uh-huh. Heh.

You plan a good enough getaway,

- you could steal Ebbets Field.
- Ebbets Field's gone.

What did I tell you?

[WHISPERING INDISTINCTLY]

My nephew Jimmy Silk.

Yep, that's who he is.

He don't say hello?

I guess he's got other things
on his mind.

Anything you want while you're here?

Something for that pretty little lady?

What's that lady see in you, anyway?

I'm very resilient.

Heh. So's Gumby.

I got a better profile.

Yeah, you're gonna leave that
down south, though, huh? Argentina.

How you doing, Bobby?

I think you're looking at it.

Yeah, you go down south,
sit in the sun,

get you one of them
Cocker Spaniel dogs,

pull down your bathing suit,
stick your ass out at the world.

You think the world's ready for that?

Good news, the other thing.

We got the go-ahead. We got a date.

Got a firm date on the Swiss thing.

Man, I'm burnt.
They've got my picture.

They got your picture in drag
with your war paint on.

Nah, it's a blessing. It's time, anyway.
Time to check out.

What do we got?

Let's see, see, see.

It's gonna be higher than the estimate.

And half of that is yours.

I told you were on for the other thing,
the Swiss thing.

Why is he telling me that, Mickey?
That half of it's mine?

I know half of it's mine
because you remember,

me and my crew,
we went in there and got it.

I put myself in hock. We went in hock
to set up the deal on your say-so.

Well, let's review the bidding.

You let me walk in there with my crew,

and now you want to stiff me
for my money? Mickey.

- If it was me...
- Yeah, if it was you and if it was me.

I owe my crew.

I gotta get out of town. I gotta go.

You should've popped the girl.

- Well, you should've been there.
- Here, give me.

This other thing, the Swiss thing,

if I was a publisher,
I'd publish the plans.

Why don't you publish the plans?

Yeah, no, I said that's what I would do
if I was a publisher.

Unfortunately, I'm a thief,
so I have to do that thing.

Give me our cut.
We worked for it, my crew.

We'll do the Swiss job.

Come on, Joe,
you know that's bullshit.

You're going traveling.

What are you gonna do?
Play me for a sucker?

I give you the money now
and you're gone.

This other job is set up.
You understand my position?

Well, here's mine.
We did the job, my partners and me.

Hey, fuck you and fuck your partners.

I'm your partner.

I don't set you up, what do you got?
Liddle lamzy divey.

- I bankrolled this job on your say-so.
- Mickey, Mickey.

I rode here in my car, you know.
I didn't take the bus.

Fuck you. Go back to prison.

All right, what'd I tell you?
Was I wrong?

- Mickey.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa!

- I don't think so. Guess again.
- You stay the fuck out.

Hey.

You wanna play O.K. Corral?
You wanna dress up and play?

Is that the thing? Is that it? Is that it?

Give me that fucking bag!

Hey!

Fuck this.

Your weight and fate right here.

- Whoa, whoa, hold on, man.
- Your weight and your fate right here.

Bag's empty, Bobby.

- BOBBY: What?
- Bag is empty.

- Yeah.
- JOE: Put the bag down. It's empty.

- MICKEY: Hey, hey, Joe.
- What do you want me to do?

Sit down, pull up a chair
while you rape me?

If you'd pause
in your headstrong progress-- Joe.

Joe. I'm in hock to my people
for all the toys.

All the toys you said go out and buy.

A truck-- Two trucks, the plane, the train.
You said go out and spend the money.

JOE:
Hey, what do you want from me?

What do I want--?
I want you to do the other thing.

You screw me on Wednesday,
you screw me on Friday.

I gotta go.
I got my face on a cereal box.

You got no money! You're bust!
You're burnt and you're busted!

I'm standing here trying to--

What the fuck does it take
to get you to do the other thing?

Excuse me. Excuse me.

- Mr. Bergman asked you a question.
- Uh-huh.

Excuse me.

Excuse me.
My uncle asked you a question.

Fuck your uncle.

Fuck my uncle? You're the help.

BOBBY:
I'm the help?

Yeah, I'm the help, motherfucker.

OFFICER:
Hey!

You know why the chicken
crossed the road?

- Because the road crossed the chicken.
- Walk away.

Hey, you! Hold on!

Situation's pristine.

OFFICER:
Hey! Hey!

JOE:
Cut him off.

[HONKS]

Oh, my God.

It's gonna be fine. It's gonna be--

- Hey.
- OFFICER 2: Stay there.

DRIVER:
I didn't see him.

- Officer, I just--
- Oh, my God.

How is he?

- It's his road game.
- OFFICER 1: Hey, back up, pal.

[♪♪♪]

Your man does good work.

Well, that's why I use him.

Yeah, these will pass anywhere.

Why didn't you take advantage of it,
Joe?

Nah.

Gotta get somebody
to throw me into the briar patch.

Yeah, give the gentleman a call.

MICKEY:
Hey.

I need some walking-around money.

That's not unreasonable.

And I'm gonna need my men's share
on the last job.

- Uh-huh.
- Give it to me.

Now?

You got it in your pocket.

You're ahead of me every turn.
How about that?

Stunning.

Plan holds the Swiss thing.

You get your shipment on the 14th,
the plan holds.

The plan has changed.

We split it fifty-fifty, on the site.

Fifty-fifty.

So be it.

Now, what's your surprise?

My boy comes with you on the job.

He's got terrible manners.

Which of us is perfect?

So be it.

Now, wait a sec. Wait a second.

If it's about your wife--
If it's about your wife, why didn't you--?

No, wait a--

Will you wait?

What I'm saying,
if the whole thing is about your wife--

You know what? You know what?
The hell with it.

- Fucking idiot.
- MAN: Not a happy camper, huh?

I'm not a camper at all, stud. Pour it.

- Yeah.
- Excuse me.

See anything you like?

I'm busy.

- Pour it.
- Hope you're not driving home tonight.

Well, I hope I am driving tonight
and I run into some fucked abutment,

if that's what they're called.

Take me off, will you?

Take it easy, baby.
That stuff will rot your stomach lining.

Yeah, but I get to drink it first.

Oh, Lord, oh, Lord. That's all I need.

- What?
- There goes my job.

You see his badge?
Do you know where that guy is from?

And he caught me drinking,
I am on shift.

End of a perfect day.

That's Betty Croft.

What's her problem?

She's a drunk.

She's a drunk?

You bet she is.

Why is she important?

She gets us in the door.

She gets us in the door how?

I want you to take the uniforms,

leave them out on the porch
three, four days,

get the dry-clean smell out of them.

- When we do the switch, the highway...
- Hey.

- Nobody can hear.
- Nobody can hear what you don't say.

I'm gonna be as quiet as an ant
pissing on cotton.

I don't want you as quiet as an ant
pissing on cotton.

I want you as quiet as an ant

not even thinking
about pissing on cotton.

[♪♪♪]

BOBBY:
Hello.

Yeah, I gotta report a breakdown here.

I got one of your rentals.
I need a tow truck.

Oh, come on, don't tell me that.

Yeah, yeah, all right.

What's the story on your pal?

He was born, he suffered, he died.

Can he do the thing?

He was doing the thing
before you were born.

JIMMY: Well, you see, that's what--
That's what troubles me.

JOE:
Mm-hm. Maybe...

you wanna pray about it?

No. I'm not a religious man.

That's a shame.

How's the leg?

Never better.

How long has he been with that girl?

What girl is that?

His wife.

How long is a Chinaman's name?

How long is a Chinaman's name?

You ever notice that?

You got the uniforms?

Yeah, I got them.

Got them all aired out.

- Rental trucks?
- Yeah.

What have we got?

Gotta redo some of these figures.

I gotta start from scratch.

Worked out on the plan.
Why all of a sudden now you gotta--?

Yeah, well, when things start to go sour,
somebody's gonna be pissing their shit,

looking around to shoot somebody
in the head.

I want an alternate idea.

Why should it go sour?

- JOE: You timing the wrecker?
- Yeah.

No, no, no. Teach me something.

Why should it go sour?

Was that such a stupid question?

You ever cheat on a woman?

Girl, something, you know, stand her up?
Step out on her?

What?

- Ever do that?
- Yeah.

When you called her,
did you have an excuse?

Yeah.

What if she didn't ask?

Was your alibi a waste of time?

Think it'll hold up?

He's only gotta hold it together
till the thing.

- Oh! Okay, all right.
- Is he backing up?

Yep. Here he comes.

[SIREN WAILS]

Is he up?

Ain't that pretty?

PINKY:
Don't start the car.

It's just a routine stop.

Some guys on the side of the road.

Don't start the car.

JOE:
Morning.

Can I see some identification, please?

It's good of you to come.

Excuse me. Excuse me, officer,

but you were supposed to be here
an hour ago.

Just forget about this, huh?

Hey, hey, it's no big deal,

but we're out here
without any protection.

- OFFICER: Who did you talk to?
- You know, it burns my butt.

- OFFICER: I understand that, sir.
- You know, we're out there.

We're out there working on the highway,
and-- For the city!

- OFFICER: Who did you talk to, sir?
- I know it's not your fault.

- I'm sorry. I know it's not your fault.
- Who did you talk to, sir?

- Did you talk to K Barracks?
- JOE: Now, boss--

[INAUDIBLE DIALOGUE]

PINKY:
Keep it together. Keep it together.

- Can't you cool the guy out?
- Just pick up your clipboard,

make like you're writing in it.
Pick up the clipboard.

- Is he gonna be cool?
- My motherfucker's so cool,

when he goes to bed,
sheep count him.

OFFICER: You know what?
If you give me some information,

- I'll try to sort it out for you.
- We'll take care of it.

Appreciate that, yeah.
What are you getting mad at him for?

- He's just doing his job.
- He's right. He's right.

Beg your pardon.

[INAUDIBLE CHATTER OVER RADIO]

Whoa, whoa!
Get the fuck back in the car.

- Get back in the car.
- Hey, you know, um...

Get in the car. Give Pinky the piece.

Put your hands on the steering wheel
and keep them there. Everything is fine.

Just keep right there. That's good.

We got it taken care of. It's all right.
Not a problem.

- JOE: Thanks so much.
- All right.

JOE:
Yeah. Great.

Chuck.
Yeah, you got a phone call right here.

Oh, excuse me.

It's Mr. Smith at the office. Yeah.

- Yeah?
- Hey, thank you, officer.

- Yeah.
- Thank you for your help.

Well, yeah, it's one of those days.

Got it.

Yeah.

You son of a bitch, you.

BOBBY:
Oh, that was real good.

You fucking lame. Leave me dead,
the whole crew, the side of the highway.

- Saw the cop--
- You fucking cowboy!

I ought to-- Tell me why I don't leave him
in a ditch somewhere?

BOBBY:
I vote we do.

Put you down
like the fucking dog you are.

You're gonna come shoot your way
to stardom?

I only tried to help.

JOE: Don't do-- I don't want you
to do anything unless and until--

We hit the city, you burn the car.

- JIMMY: I'll take the car--
- You do it. No, you do it!

Car's filthy.
Whole fucking job's in the car.

You do it, Pinky!

Get me the fuck out of here.

JIMMY:
So, listen, man, it's very simple.

It's several elements, okay?

You got the tow truck.
You got the tow truck.

You got the roadblock.

I can do it, okay? I can do it.

I know the job. I got the job cold.

I-- You can't cut me loose.

I got the job cold.

Hey, hey, please, guys.
We got a deal here.

Why in the fuck
should we bet on you, huh?

Young, dumb, full of come?

Leave me bleeding to death
on the side of the highway?

Hey, he's just impetuous.

Joe, security truck to the garage.

We beat the tow truck
to the drop-off point.

The tow truck--
What's so fucking funny?

You got no job without me.

You got nothing without this job.

You wanna go down south,
pretty little wife--

Due respect. Wanna go down there
broke? Without me, you got nothing.

You got nothing without this job.
You need the job. You need me.

- Look.
- BOBBY: Hey, hey.

You can't take him on that job.

Okay, okay, I got a bit loose, but...

- You cannot take this lame on the job.
- Look--

Joe. Hey, Joe! Joe!

[PHONE RINGING]

Okay, okay.
Can we just go calm here for a minute?

BOBBY: Go calm?
So now what happened to you now?

I'll tell you what happened to me,

which is I wanna take a fucking minute
to make a decision.

Joe.

Fine.

PINKY:
Joe, can I talk to you?

Joe.

What the hell is it?

They found the car.

What car?

The station wagon.

The cops found it.

JOE: What do you mean they found it?
How could they find it?

I told you to ditch the car...

I-- I stopped off to see my niece.

Did you wipe it down?

BOBBY:
You stopped off to see your niece?

Did you wipe it down?

I...

I left my clipboard in the car.

What does this do to the job?

- You left your clipboard?
- PINKY: I--

You know, my leg was troubling me,
Bob.

Pink, the job is on the clipboard.

What about the job?

BOBBY:
The whole job is on the clipboard.

Job stands. We meet in 10 days.

What, are you out of your mind?

PINKY:
The job stands?

The job is bust. This place is burnt.

JIMMY: Wait, wait. Hold on, hold on.
What does this mean?

Job stands.

You're out of your fucking mind,
the job.

We can't sink with the job, Joe.

I'll tell you what.
You wanna run this show?

You wanna run this show?

It's fun to play pretend. Come on!

You gonna roll over for these guys?
You gonna let them stick you?

I gotta go away.

You took this lame on the job.

I can't go down there with nothing.

You're drawing dead, Joe.

What do you want?
A fucking telegram?

Joe...

The job is dead.

You put your fucking man in the street,
you lamed up the job.

Hey, wait, wait, wait. Bobby!

I can't sink with the job!

Wait a second. Wait a second!

Baby...

you got old.

I'm going. I'm out.

That's it.

PINKY: I don't see. Bobby, I don't see
how they could have found the car.

Oh, fuck the car, Pink.

You're a stupid lame.

I'm going-- I'm out of here.

- I've gotta get on with my life.
- Hey, hey, Bobby, wait a second. Bobby.

- Wait a second.
- Fran, what are you doing?

The place is burnt.

JOE:
Hey, hold it. Hold it.

Oh, for chrissake.
You got me blocked in.

You gotta move your car, man.

Hey, wait.

Wait, wait, wait. Hold on. Hold on.

What's going on? What's the shot?

Hey, you got someplace to go?

You got some shade?
You best get to it.

And move your car. I gotta go.

Oh, shit. Shit. Where's my piece?

- I got it. I'll give it to you at the highway.
- Give it to me now.

What am I telling you? Just follow me.

PINKY:
Bobby. Hold on.

Hold on. Just a minute. Bobby!

- For God's sakes, Bobby!
- JOE: You walking away, Bobby?

Hey. Hey, you walking out on me?
Bobby!

Are you walking out on me,
you weak son of a bitch?

PINKY:
Joe. Joe. For chrissake.

- Joe, I'm sorry.
- Gonna get your car? Look at that.

After all this time.

- Joe, man.
- What the hell--?

Come back here!

- Hey, you fucking coward.
- Fuck you.

- You're a coward!
- Fuck you.

You're a coward!

Go on! Get the fuck out of here.

Little prick.

And there they go.

That's right.

Well, you get gone too.

You know, I would've loved
to do that Swiss job.

It's a good plan.

Never liked the Swiss.

They make them little clocks,
these two cocksuckers come out of them.

These little hammers
hit each other on the head.

What kind of sick mentality is that?

You take care, pally.

Oh.

- You give Bobby's share to him.
- Yeah.

What are you gonna do for cash?

We're gonna take down the boat guy
tonight.

- You're taking down your boat guy?
- Yeah.

You're gonna take his cash?

I'm selling my boat.

And then?

Then I'm gonna take my boat back.

Well, baby, then aloha.

See you later, Pinky.

It's a shame. We didn't get a chance
to actually do the thing, the Swiss job.

- It's a beautiful plan.
- Cute, huh?

Cute as a pail full of kittens.

- Say goodbye to your niece for me.
- You bet, pal.

You might wanna put that out.
I'd really appreciate it.

FRECCIA:
Hey!

JOE:
Put it out.

- Put it out. Put the cigar out.
- Told him.

Yeah. I'm sor-- We've got a fuel leak.

- Trying to put your cleat in.
- FRAN: Put your arrow cleat in.

- It was her idea.
- FRAN: To put your stamp on it.

Yeah, I was putting the cleat in,
and damned if I didn't cut the fuel line.

I wanted--
I wanted to take her out tonight.

I know you did, sir. And I'm just--

I'm sorry as hell. I know you did.

I'm gonna work all night

and I'm gonna have your boat ready
for sunup.

Okay? Fran.

- FRECCIA: All right, here's what I want.
- Yeah, good.

I want her re-ballasted.

Put a little bit by the stern.

I do have the chain of title,
Coast Guard certification.

I've got your bill of sale for your boat.

Let me show you something pretty.
Hm?

Ooh, that's a lot of money.

That's a lot of cash
to be carrying around.

FRECCIA:
I brought a friend.

That's a nice friend to have
for a rainy day.

Yes, sir.

- JOE: I'm sorry as hell about that diesel leak.
- Forget about it.

Okay, we got forms, certifications...

- Fran.
- FRECCIA: Let's see.

- Would you like a cup of coffee?
- Yeah.

Fran.

FRECCIA: I want you to do something
for me. Look at this.

- JOE: Yeah. That's...
- I did this myself. You're gonna love it.

This is what I want for a figurehead.
It's Robin Hood.

Robin Hood. What do you think?

I'll tell you why I like it.
Because it puts a twist on my name.

You see, Freccia is Italian for "arrow,"
so you see the thing.

- JOE: Yeah.
- Which is to personalize the boat.

Robin Hood also,
we got robbing from the rich.

Though who would wanna rob
from the poor escapes me.

- Yeah.
- Let's see, bill of sale.

We got certificate of title.

Fourteen hundred hours on the engine.

- JOE: Yeah. That's...
- I'll have my people contact you.

Because here's what. We're thinking--

- Hey! Hey! Hey!
- Easy. Easy.

[♪♪♪]

Wait. Wait. Wait.

Hold on. Hold on.

[GLASS BREAKS]

- Hey. Hey.
- Are you alone?

- Hey. Hey.
- Are you alone?

- Are you alone?
- Okay.

What the fuck are you doing here?

I left my-- I left my copy of the plans.

Hey, hold-- Hold on.

Call Freccia.

Call Freccia.

You said the joint was burnt.
The joint's burnt. I don't understand.

- I didn't wanna...
- You didn't wanna what?

Hey, I'm trying to look out
for you and the little lady.

He won't answer. He's gone.

What's this little lady see in you, anyway?
You must be hung like Man o' War.

[GRUNTING]

You wanna play the dozens, huh?

Here we go.

There was an error at the hospital.
You died at birth. Your turn.

- Joe!
- Cat got your tongue, huh?

- I thought you wanted to play!
- Joe. Leave him.

You going somewhere?

What are you, the social service lady?

- You thinking of going somewhere?
- You come to take the baby back?

You can't run.

You gotta do the job, Joe.
You know that you got to.

You know you do.

Can you shoot me
and walk away from it?

You know, they'll hunt you down.

Shoot him.

I can't go down there with nothing.

Well...

that's the thing.

- What are you gonna do?
- Get out!

Then what?

You owe them money.

You think you're gonna just sail away?
They'll never let you walk away.

Get out!

Okay.

What are we gonna do?

That's what everybody wants to know.

JOE: I can't go for the gold
until I see how to get it home.

BOBBY: What difference does it make?
They'll never trust you to do the job.

They need me to do the fucking job.

Yes, but how are they gonna trust you
not to walk over on them?

- PINKY: The kid came back?
- The kid came back.

All right. Let's start again.

- PINKY: Why did the kid come back?
- Listen to this.

The nephew don't come back in the first
place, you're down on some tropic isle.

I got an idea.

Joe, you should have left the boy
at the side of the road.

Yeah, well, you shouldn't have left him
with the fucking plans!

- What plans?
- What plans?

He forgot his cheat sheet.
That's why he came back.

BOBBY:
Yeah?

Yeah?

No, he didn't forget his fucking
cheat sheet, because I got it right here.

What, am I gonna go leaving my papers
in the hands of some fucking lame?

Are you kidding me? He said what?

He said that's why he came back.

He came back for me.

What?

He came back
to make sure I was okay.

- The guy came back for you?
- That's right.

[♪♪♪]

I know how to get the gold.

I need you to suit up.

You sure you wanna do that?

Yeah, she's the go-getter.

I'm the go-getter.
You tell me what you want me to go get.

I need you to suit up. That all right?

If you say it, it's right.

All right.

We need to put the job off for a month.

Put it off for a month?

- Now, Pinky?
- PINKY: Yeah.

I need the dates
for next month's shipment

and the name of a freight forwarder.

Freight forwarder?

Freight forwarder
and a customs broker. All right?

Mm-hm.

Good, good, good.

Where you going with this?

You just listen.

I'm gonna stand this thing on its head.

Are you fucking with me?

Are you fucking with me,
or are you done fucking with me?

Because I've just financialized
a problem,

and you've just become more trouble
than you're worth.

The girl says you're gonna do the job.
You said that before. Why now?

What is it all of a sudden...

Everybody needs money.

That's why they call it money.

Well, let me add this sweetener.

You do the fucking job,
or else I'm gonna turn you over.

I'm gonna drop a Roosevelt dime
on your ass.

[SPEAKS SPANISH]

How strict is that, you fucking vantz?

I'm sorry that I have to use such language
in front of a woman,

were it not for who,
I'd waste your fucking ass.

You said you're gonna do the job,
do the job.

Be done with the charade.

Save the bold moves
for the brilliant players.

I'm sorry for the language.

That's very generous of you.

And fuck you too! Save the bullshit.
Your guy says he wants to do the job.

Is that a question?

Look, you came to me, doxy.

I didn't come to you.
You came begging to me.

He'll do the job next month.

Needs a month.

Is that the thing?

Is that what I just told you?

Ain't you a piece of work?

Oh, yeah. I came all the way from China
in a matchbox.

Thank you.

Fill up her fucking drink.
She seems to enjoy it.

What do you think?

- He's scared.
- I've never known him to be scared.

She says he's getting old.

She said that?

He's broke. He's tired.
Cops are looking for him.

He don't wanna go down there
with nothing.

She says he wants to play ball.

Why should we believe her?

Why the fuck does he send her here?

She came to me.

To you?

Oh.

He put her up to come to you?

I think she came to me on her own.

Yeah, but, no-- No.

As rational men,
don't we have to doubt her?

She thinks the guy's weak.
She's scared. I think she's sincere.

Well, let me put a question to you.

You had the job-- You had the job,
how would you test her sincerity?

Okay, we're all on one team,
all arrayed against the common enemy.

Thanks for coming. I'm going to bed.

JIMMY:
There you go.

- I'm gonna see you back.
- FRAN: I'm gonna be all right.

Hey, you're all right now.

- Am I?
- Oh, yeah.

You just need somebody to lean on.

Sometimes the adrenaline hits,
gives you the shakes.

I'm all right.

No, I'm just saying, sometimes
adrenaline gives people the shakes.

Some other people mistake it
for cowardice.

Maybe you wanna pray about it.

I'm not a religious man.

- There's nothing wrong with prayer.
- You think so?

I'm in this firefight,

this trooper, he always carried a Bible
next to his heart.

We used to mock him.

That Bible stopped a bullet.

No shit.

Hand to God,
that Bible stopped a bullet.

It would have ruined
that fucker's heart.

And had he had another Bible
in front of his face,

that man would be alive today.

- What time you got?
- 5:18.

Make the call.

[♪♪♪]

Hello.

I've...

Hello?

I got one of your rental trucks.
The engine quit on me.

Nobody lives forever.

Frank Sinatra gave it a shot.

You'll do.

[GATE BUZZES]

Good morning.

Your problem is the acids in the coffee.

It isn't the acids in the coffee.
It's the asphalt. It's making me sick.

How can they work in that all day long?
I'm just-- I'm just--

You got any Rolaids?

Yeah. You want an Alka-Seltzer?

My doctor told me not to drink.

Then you shouldn't drink, then.

Same old story everywhere you go.

You know...

Oh, no.

Do I know you?

Oh, no, no. Please, please, please.

- What?
- Don't fire me. Please.

- What are you talking about?
- Don't fire me, please.

I saw you in the bar.
I know you're with the FAA. Don't fire me.

Let's go.

You're drinking on the job.

- You're done.
- Please, mister.

I got two kids at home. Please, mister!

- Give me your keys.
- Oh, no, no.

Mister, I need a break.

I'm begging you.

I swear to you on my life.

I swear to you on my life
that I will never take another drink.

Don't fire me.

Did you ever ask anybody for a break?

Do you have any kids?

Oh, Christ.

At 6 a.m., in approximately three minutes,
I'll be conducting a security check.

I'll be passing through your station.

I will be, quote, armed.

I will be carrying a tool kit

in which is hidden three potentially lethal
or dangerous items.

This is a test of the apparatus and
security personnel under your control.

If you tip off your fellow workers before
they enter this exercise, I'll have your job.

I wouldn't. I wouldn't.

Go back to your station.
You go along with the gag.

- I will. I will.
- Give me your keys.

Your alcohol.

- And you will go into the program.
- I will, I swear. Thank you.

Thank you.

[♪♪♪]

That's it.

- Betty Croft here?
- Is what?

- Your supervisor, Betty Croft.
- Yeah. She went for a cup of coffee.

- It's that time of day, isn't it?
- Yeah.

Well...

do you mind if I leave my tool kit here
for just a minute?

It's no problem.

What happened to Betty Croft?

- Yeah, I-- I think she's sick.
- Oh?

Yeah, I don't feel so good myself.

Give me one of these, will you? Refill.

And a large coffee.
Leave some room for milk.

Alrighty.

There you go.

Hold, hold, hold.

Here's your change.

- Thank you.
- Thank you.

[♪♪♪]

What's happening?

What's happening is stay put.

Put her in park.

Don't flash your brake lights.

Here we go.

Going to see the elephant.

Up early or up late?

Not up at all
until I get some of this in me.

I heard that.

Hey, what's with that--?

[DETECTOR BEEPS]

What's with your supervisor?

- What, does she owe you money?
- Yeah, I wish she did.

She's got some stomach thing.

Least little thing sets her off.

Yeah.

- I had an aunt like that once.
- Uh-huh.

JOE:
She wasn't really my aunt.

We just called her that.

She had a florist shop.

Funny thing was she was allergic.

Yeah, we used to tease her about that.

You know how cruel kids can be.

Get on the floor. Sit on your hands.

- Who are you kidding with that thing?
- Don't go for that button. Sit.

- I'm doing it.
- On the floor.

[HORN HONKS]

Give me the case! Give me the case!
Open it up! Open it up!

You okay?

What happened?

Clean up this mess.

[♪♪♪]

What happened?

The broad went bust on me.

What do you mean,
the broad went bust on you?

Just drive.

[ENGINE STARTS]

- Tower.
- Go ahead.

Request confirm ATC clearance
to Philadelphia.

Proceed runway 350 for release.

Contact Providence Control
on departure. Good day.

Hotel-bravo 704.

That's it.

[TICKING, THEN BEEPING]

Come on.

[♪♪♪]

[BEEPING CONTINUES]

What the hell?

In, Tower. What the hell was that?

Anyone on final?

We have Transair 249, base,
Transair 249er, base.

Divert, divert!

- MAN 1: Transair 249, go round.
- MAN 2: Notify Boston Control.

[ALARM WAILING]

MAN 3: Supply unit's exploded.
Get out there immediately.

CONTROL: PanGeneve,
proceed to runway Alpha-India.

Contact Providence Control on 729.5.

In, Tower. This is PanGeneve 242.
We are now taking active control.

Hey, hey, he's not stopping.

Cut him off.

- How you gonna stop--?
- JOE: Cut him the fuck off!

[SIREN WAILING]

PanGeneve. PanGeneve.

Can you hear me?

[ALARMS WAILING IN DISTANCE]

We have reports
of a possible explosive device onboard.

We want you to cut your engines.

We got a man who's coming onboard
to advise you.

Cut your engines.

Kill all your power
and your electronics and the radio.

Stay off the radio.

- What's going on?
- Shut down your engines.

Kill your radio. Kill your radar.

- Keep your APU on.
- Bravo.

We have a report there may be
an explosive device onboard.

I advise you to keep your seats
while I make a sweep.

Be in touch with my man on the ground
on service interphone.

CAPTAIN: How serious do you think
this threat is?

Just be in touch with my man,
all right?

Don't talk to the tower. Talk to me.

Yeah, yeah. Yeah.

Cut the radio and electronics.

Can you hear me?

Don't talk to the tower.
I'm linked with the tower.

[STATIC HISSING]

[SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY]

CONTROL: Eight-seven-zero remains
one-eight miles from the outer marker.

Adjust four-six-one-two your GTA.
Good day.

[SIRENS WAILING IN DISTANCE]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER OVER RADIO]

MAN 1 [OVER RADIO]:
Go, Rog.

Hold it. I show PanGeneve outbound
at 1205 Zulu.

Providence Control wants to know
where is he?

PanGeneve 262, who's got him?
PanGeneve?

MAN 2: I got him right there. I got
him visual on the runway. He's right...

PanGeneve. He's right there.

WOMAN 1:
Break. Manchester Control.

Query.
I have an inbound Lear five-two-papa.

Low fuel state. Can you take him?

Squawk one-seven-nine-five direct.

MAN 1:
Manchester. I got him.

Lear five-two-papa.

Lear five-two-papa...

[♪♪♪]

JOE:
Bobby.

Keep your eyes on the road.
You got change for a 20?

[LAUGHING]

All right.

BOBBY:
Shit.

JOE:
How you like me now, babe?

All right.

PINKY:
Do not transfer.

You're the fourth person
I've talked to today.

- Enough of this.
- Come on.

- Come on.
- Engine failure. I called first at 5,

5:20 this morning.

This is my fourth call.

Keep coming. Whoa!

Good.

JOE:
How long before that tow truck?

- I called 5, 5:20 in the morning.
- Let's go!

My first call today. Yes, my fourth call.
Just outside the airport.

Industrial in 207.

Yes, I-- I'm an attorney.
Can I have your name, please?

Because I'm gonna have your job.

Good.

Two, three minutes,
the truck will be here.

- Did you score?
- Hey, hey, hey. Look at that.

Oh, my, oh, my.

Go sell chocolate,
you Heidi motherfuckers.

Go sell cuckoo clocks.
We got your gold.

Hey, let me have it.

Yeah. Hey!

Two minutes to go
before the setup's over.

- Joe...
- Tow truck will be here. Let's go. Let's go.

- Joe, when that copper comes to...
- Yeah, well...

That's gonna be what it's gonna be.

- Can you make it through a roadblock?
- Whatever. It's all of a piece.

- You're burnt.
- Huh?

You're burnt!

We're all gonna go together.

I do not see the percentage.

You don't have to, baby.

JIMMY:
You're burnt.

You're fucking burnt, old man.

- Hey, I go with the gold.
- I go with the gold.

I go with the gold. What you telling
your bees, "I go with the gold."

Look, man. You tell me.

What are they gonna be
looking harder at?

You tell me.

You here with us,
or you in an empty car?

You tell me. You tell me.
You follow us through the roadblock.

Joe, you're burnt.

When that copper comes to,
they gonna put him at the roadblock.

You're burnt.

It's the wise thing.

You go in the van.

Stay with the gold. It'll be all right.

- I'll meet you at the rendezvous.
- BOBBY: Okay, then.

Let's go, guys. Come on, let's go.

- Let's move.
- JOE: Wrap it up. Come on, let's go.

Bobby, Bobby, Bobby.
There you go, pal.

Come on, let's go.

BOBBY: You heard what the man said.
Let's go. Let's go. Move.

Hey, you gotta move, man.
Get in the car. Let's go. Come on, now.

Joe...

- I'll see you at the meet.
- See you at the meet.

- Joe, Joe, Joe.
- What?

Come on, keep it together, boy.

It's not over yet.

Let's go. Fran, Fran.

- The keys.
- See you at the meet.

Hey, Joe, Joe, listen.

- It's the smart thing. It is.
- Yeah, all right.

Oh, my God.

- What?
- She missed the fucking tow truck.

[♪♪♪]

He'll meet us there.

[SIRENS BLARING]

- Don't smoke a cigarette.
- It makes me look calm.

What kind of people try to look calm?

Get away from the van.

Put your hands on top of your head
and slowly walk towards me.

- Now!
- OFFICER 2: You, come back.

On the grass, kneel on the grass!
Come on!

Lady, you stop right there.

- OFFICER 2: Come on, kneel down!
- OFFICER 1: Open the van.

- It's unlocked.
- Open it!

Don't look at me. Look at the grass.

- What's that?
- It's an engine.

- For what?
- A fucking tractor. I don't know.

Okay.

- How long has the van been here?
- What's the problem?

How long have you been here?

We been waiting here since 4 a.m.
for the fucking tow truck.

What's the problem?

There was a robbery.

[♪♪♪]

[SIREN WAILING]

Come on. Let's go.

Move the truck. Move. Come on!

You're good with the cops.

Oh, yeah. I'm a long-lost motherfucker.

You think good on your feet.

You think good off your feet too.

Well, aren't you sweet?

What do you say we stop for a drink?

It's a long road. Let's get to the meet.

Yeah, that's difficult.

Want me to tell you why?

There is no meet.

Joe wouldn't like that.

We left Joe at the airport.
There is no meet. You know that.

Your guy went out and got his picture
on a postage stamp. He got old.

Let's cut the shucking and the jiving.

What kind of man sends you to me,
sends his wife to me to distract me?

Oh, surprise, I was all taken in.

How about that? What a fool I am.

Would I do that to you?

Would I do that to you?

And, P.S., who liked it?

I'm gonna tell you something,

why don't we cut the nonsense
and say what it is?

I need a drink.

What the hell? You think he was gonna
go home with the gold? In what fairy tale?

Only one didn't know that was him.

That old man needed someone to
sit down and draw it for him on a napkin.

And you went with it all the way.

Was you joking?

You answer me, because I'm gonna
tell you what we can do with all that gold.

[HORN HONKING]

Where you going?

You okay?

Where you going?

I'm gonna check on the gold.

Leave it.

Walk away from it.

Leave it.

Walk away?

Are you crazy?

The truck's clean, for chrissake.
The truck's clean.

Do you think I'm gonna walk away
from all this...?

[♪♪♪]

How you doing?

Hey, you know.

Yeah, here you go.

What is it?

What the hell you care?

Well, that's true too.

MAN:
Hell of a thing.

Oh, yes. It's a hell of a thing.

You know, I put my shipment
on a plane here yesterday.

It was supposed to be in Philly
yesterday by 9.

- That's right.
- They called me back from vacation.

Said, why,
your load's still on the ground.

- It never left Boston.
- No, that's...

We had a robbery.

No kidding.

You say you had a robbery.
Was anybody hurt?

Couple pilots shaken up a little.

You had a robbery,
and you impound the plane?

[BOBBY CHUCKLING]

What did they take?

Some load from Switzerland.

Didn't the carrier offer
to put it on their next flight?

- What?
- Didn't they offer

to put it on their next flight to Philly?

Oh, yeah, yeah.

Their next flight is 8 a.m. tomorrow.

My load's got to be in Philly yesterday.
I got to drive it down there myself.

If I don't have that load in Philly by dawn,
there's my job.

Well, here it is.

Hell of a thing.

Hell of a thing.

Come to dinner tonight.

Well, we're gonna have to see.

You always say that,
and it means you won't.

Well, it's possible.

It's possible, you see,
that my business...

Uh-huh.

That I might have to go traveling
for a while.

Why can't you do your business here?

Well, I wish I could, baby. The fact is...

The fact is I have to get out of here
this morning.

This morning?

That's when my plane leaves.

PINKY:
You know, times change.

In my day, all the kids had to walk
all the way to school.

Yes, but the streets were safer.

Is that so?

You take care of yourself, kid.

Bye, Uncle Donny.

Nice day for the race.

What race is that?

The human race, kids growing up
and so on. Hope of the future.

Get in the fucking car.

[♪♪♪]

Where's the gold?

You know, I'm reluctant to tell you.

When we put it to you,
you know when we put it to you,

you're gonna be telling us
the gross national product of Bolivia.

You're gonna be telling us the area codes
of Belgium and Luxembourg.

Hey, look, that's all I know.

This is all you know.

This is all you know.

This is all you know,
and we got you going to St. Croix.

Where's your share?
How do you pick up your share?

Where's the gold? Where's the meet?

What are you gonna do, hurt me?

Oh, no. Actually, no.

I'm not gonna hurt you,

but tell the guy I'm full of admiration.

What was the deal?

What was the deal?

The way you're looking at the deal,
the deal was we get away with the gold.

Cute, huh?

Yeah, no, that's charming,
and then what?

We-- We slip away.

You slip away?

And me and my guys,
we go to the meet

and we find a truck full of pig iron,
is that the thing?

Yeah, well, Joe figured
you were never going to the meet.

He did?

You know, your guy doesn't get it
in his head to fly off on a variation,

we're all out on the patio right now,
we're all having a margarita.

Where's the gold?

You understand my reluctance
to tell you.

Take him out
and show him something.

Don't hurt him.

You got anything to say about this?

Fran, has she called in?

Oh, she won't call
until she ditches the guy.

How's she gonna ditch him?

[CHUCKLES]

She can talk her way out of a sunburn.

BOBBY:
That's right.

[CELL PHONE RINGING]

Yeah.

Ciao.

Yeah. How you doing?

Just checking in.

Fine. Finest.

Pristine.

Yeah, no.

I saw the truck drive through too.

Isn't it?

See you at the meet.

Okay.

[KEYPAD DIALING]

Mr. Bergman, please.

Hold on.

Yeah.

So where's the gold?

You're shitting me.

Is that all right?

Okay.

Okay.

[GUNSHOT]

[♪♪♪]

How you doing?

We're all packed up.

How'd you ditch that guy?

Leave him at the altar?

Oh, yeah, I left him at the altar.

That's my girl.

What happened to you?

Yeah, yeah.

What, there was a change in plans,
you couldn't call to tell me? Huh?

- Get him off the boat.
- THUG: Off the boat.

Get off the boat.

MICKEY:
Yeah, that's right.

Where's your friend?

Where's your friend?

You all alone?

Nah.

You ain't alone.

It ain't good to be alone.

Dump it.

Here. Go find his friend.

I didn't have a choice.

Let my wife go.

You mind if I say something personal?

Your wife's a whore.

She and you fucked this little plan
into a cocked hat.

After all the crap we went through!

Put it to music. Fuck you!
I was gonna make you rich.

Is that so?

That's right. I was gonna make you rich,
you contrary motherfucker,

but you had to go complicate
that last little bit.

You piece of shit!

Yeah?
Who's kneeling on the fucking dock?

He ain't there.

All right. Okay.

You wanna wrap it up?

You want to just stand around here
and guess my real name?

- What is your real name?
- Rumpelstiltskin.

What was it before you changed it?

Watch your mouth.

Leave him the fuck alone!

- Get the broad out.
- Get back.

Get her out of here.

You son of a...

MICKEY:
You had to go out on a limb.

You had to go out on a limb,
didn't you?

Didn't you?

JOE:
Let the girl go.

I'll give up the gold.

Yeah, we had--
Basically, we had in mind a different deal.

How about that? I hear if you're flexible,
it keeps you young.

I'll give up the gold.
Me and the girl, we leave on the boat.

What if the gold's on the boat?

I gave up the gold, baby.

I had to.

You what?

I had to.

MICKEY:
Yeah.

I hate to break your rice bowl,
but your wife just made another deal.

The deal she made,
we get the gold, we let you live.

What do you think?

- You let me walk away?
- That's right.

Me and the girl?

Well, not quite.

I'm sorry, baby.

Let's get this boat out of here.

Yeah, she's got
a very commercial mind.

Hey, hold on. Hold it.
Hold on a second here!

MICKEY:
You're bust, pal. You're bust.

You got broke.

Go cry a little.

You fortunate motherfucker.

She don't step up,
you're gonna stay here.

Like a little bit of forever.

This way, you walk away.
You're a lucky dog.

Take the gold. Take off the gold.

Just leave me the boat.

Don't make me lose my respect
for you.

Get the boat out of here.
Get the gold off.

FRAN:
Give him some money!

Leave him some money!

Don't let him go down there
with nothing.

Come on.

FRAN:
Give him some money!

Yeah, that's right. We don't
wanna send you out there broke.

Give me your shiv.

Yeah.

Yeah. Buy yourself something nice.

Pay you with gold.

How you doing?

You holding up?

Broad sold me out.

How about that?

Show them a pretty face,

a diamond necklace,
and they're gone like the morning mist.

Yeah.

[GRUNTS]

Find it.

Where's the gold?

[YELLS]

Hurt him a little.

MAN:
Hey!

MICKEY:
Get him up.

Oh, you son of a bitch.

You're just too hip to be happy.

Is that so?

You had to go and hit me.

You all done?

Because I got bills to pay.

Where's the fucking gold?

Give me a cigarette.

They're bad for you.

Oh, yeah, well, nobody lives forever.

Yeah, but you're gonna spend
the rest of your life with me.

Right now.

Where's the fucking gold?

Kiss my Yankee ass.

Okay.

I hate to do anything as dramatic
as count to three,

but one...

two...

BOBBY:
Hey!

MICKEY:
Damn it.

What the fuck?

[GUNSHOTS]

Bobby! Bobby!

- Coming at you!
- MICKEY: No shooting!

Oh, fu--

Fuck! Stop!

Put the fucking guns down.

Are you listening to me? No! No!

Stop! Stop.
We're talking. We're talking.

Let's just talk!

Stop! Just stop!

Fuck, no!

- Bobby!
- MICKEY: Come on, sit down!

Sit down! No guns, Joe!

[GUN CLICKS]

I'm ready.

Let's get the fuck out of here.

Oh, how about that?

Oh, how about that?

How about that?

Don't you want to hear my last words?

I just did.

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Hey, you put a lot of milk into it,
it lessens the chance of stomach distress.

I can't be worrying
about every little thing.

How you mending?

Doing my best here.

- Yeah.
- Mm.

It's too bad about Pinky.

What?

Pinky. Shame.

Ain't that so?

He always made me laugh.

- What more can you ask of anyone?
- Nothing.

Hey, you go to that plastic surgeon,
don't let him put you all the way under.

I knew a cat in Stateville one time,
went to get his face fixed,

woke up,
and sucker had given him a pair of tits.

That's a bad beat, no question.

He landed back inside
and never had to want for cigarettes.

Send you your cut there?

Wire it there
when you get where you're going.

That I will, pal.

I hear it's nice down there in the sun.

Is that where I'm going?

Wherever it is, brother,
don't come back.

Hey.

- Hey, baby.
- Hey.

- I'm sorry.
- It's okay.

Who was that?

Oh, some guy who wanted me
to give him a tip on a fight.

Did you?

I told him I worked my whole life.

Why should I give him the benefit
of a lifetime of knowledge?

Drive.

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Nothing like a good plan, Joe.

Yeah, I wouldn't tie my shoes
without a backup plan.

Shame about Pinky.

Yeah, it went bad there,
that last little bit, didn't it?

Yes, it did.

Then that's just the price.

That's right.

It's part of it.

Didn't you do great, though?

Did I?

Well, you hot-walked that dude
the livelong day.

Went to a good school.

What's the rest of it?

I don't get you.

- We were talking about Pinky.
- Yeah?

And I said, "Then that's just the price,"
and you said, "Well, it's part of it."

Mm-hm.

What's the rest of it?

Let me see your hands.

That's right, real still.

Yeah, well... Get over there.

Keep walking.

Well, you sent me to him.

You shouldn't have sent me to him.

Well, you can't think of everything.

Where's the gold?

It's right there.

Why doesn't he shoot me?

That's the deal.

- He ain't gonna shoot me?
- No.

Then he hadn't
ought to point a gun at me.

It's insincere.

JIMMY:
Let's go.

How you doing?

Tired.

You'll be all right.

You think so?

FRAN:
You always are.

Cute plan, though.

Cute as a Chinese baby.

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