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- Stay away from that bank guy. I think he's dangerous.

- Oh, Frankie.

You had him pegged.

If you untie me now, you have my word

as an officer of the law that you will be treated fairly.

- You think you've got bargaining power, are you nuts?

- The police will be here momentarily.

- Really? And who knows where you are?

In my experience, most cops are so clueless

they won't even know you're gone.

Mr. Landell.

We aren't quite as clueless as you think.

- We've been looking for you.

- There's a bank teller

lying on a slab in Markham with a bullet in his chest.

- Got nothing to do with me! - We suspect that we'll find

your fingermarks all over the murder weapon.

We know that you were the inside man back in '05.

- I had nothing to do with that robbery.

That crook Hudson walked away with it all!

- Let's agree to disagree.

Now, why don't you let Miss...

- Shaw. - ...Shaw go.

- As bargaining chips, women pull

at the heartstrings, don't they?

Aw, she's all dressed up in a police uniform.

- This uniform will see you

hang for murder, Mr. Landell.

- Nobody move or the uniform gets it!

- After you left, I went through my father's things.

I thought you might be interested in this.

- What is it? - It's just one piece

of the puzzle. - What are you talking about?

- I knew my father better than anyone else.

You're free to have this,

but without me, you'll never find the money.

- I'll be the judge of that.

Women do pull at the heartstrings, don't they?

- Just like your old man.

- You tried to outcon a con. You met your match

back then. - And it's happened again.

Frankie Drake, I presume? Your timing's

impeccable, Miss Drake. Especially that right hook.

- I'll accompany you back to the station, Miss Shaw.

Have you taken fingermarks before?

- Uh, yes, yes, several times, although they were my own.

- Well, I've always been a firm believer in practice.

What's in there?

- I was supposed to be on a stakeout;

I was gonna get caught up on some paperwork.

Luckily, I got Mary's message. - Good on you.

You recognize her?

- Where did you get this? - It was in a desk drawer

the night we met your father.

Inspector Watts and I were on the case back then.

I'm ashamed to say he outwitted us.

Haha!

- I remember this bike.

- Do you know anything about the money?

- We never really had any. My father did go by the name

Hudson though. Those were

of the happiest times I can remember of him.

We stayed put for over a year.

He always swore he would never go near a bank.

- And you believed him? - I was a kid.

- And now?

- Perhaps my father was more complicated than I realised.

- Hmm!

He was working on this the night we met him.

- I love this song.

- Bloody hell!

- Way more complicated than I thought. That was my dad.

Do you want to go for a drink?

My kind of girl.