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(bystanders clamoring)

Hey! Hey, man!

Gosh!

Get out of the way!

(horn blares, tires screech)

(crash)

(tires squealing)

MAN: What's going on? Oh, damn!

Boy, it pisses me off chasin' these guys.

Give me a radio. Oh, really?

I like coughin' up a lung before lunch.

Evan, he's headed your way.

Last seen headed west

at a very high rate of speed.

Freeze! Police! Stop running!

Man, this guy runs like a gazelle.

Why do you think that bastard ran this way?

Hey, Joe?

What?

Let's run a few of the plates on these cars,

see if we can get lucky here.

Carson, squeeze play, squeeze play!

Good call, Nashman.

Our BMW's definitely registered

to our old friend Andy Frame.

Hot damn!

Wait a minute. The computer's down?

Well, how long will it be?

Could be five minutes, could be five hours?

Could be five minutes, could be five hours.

Five seconds. Excuse me.

Damn!

Andy really should've gotten an alarm on this thing.

Yeah, well, he can now with the insurance money you just got him.

Oh!

Nash, we scored. We got him.

Stop! Hold it right there.

Hey, buddy, where you goin'?

Freeze! Police!

EVAN: Hey, don't shoot him, Bryn. Don't shoot him.

Uh, Nash, looks like we lost him. Uh...

I think I know where he's headed.

Let's go.

Hi, there.

Wh-wh-what're you doing here?

We came here to talk to you, bubba.

Man, I'm exhausted just lookin' at ya.

(grunts)

I-I wanna talk to my attorney.

Talk to me first.

I'm easier and a helluva lot cheaper.

I'll vouch for that.

He's cheap and easy.

How'd you guys find me so fast?

Oh, uh, there was a little vandalism on your automobile,

so we just got it off your registration.

Look, I did my time, Nash.

I'm straight now. Really?

A Karin T-600 parallel processor.

Now, this can do what, Andy,

about a billion operations per second?

Now, what do you need a stolen prototype computer

like this for?

Not to mention

all these other little stolen goodies

that you've done over the last three days, what is that?

(modem trilling, beeping)

What're you puttin' together here, Andy?

COMPUTER VOICE: You have a video message.

Let me go! Please let me go!

You have a video message.

My man is serious about his mail, huh?

Too bad he don't work for the post office.

You have a video message.

It's a video call. I've gotta answer it.

You have a video message.

Mimi? Oh, God.

MIMI: Honey?

They want to know if you've got the T-600 computer yet.

I got it, but it wasn't easy.

I'm so scared!

(voice garbled): We'll contact you in one hour with further instructions.

Remember, no cops or your wife's dead.

Huh. Do we arrest him or help him?

Both.

(woman singing over bluesy organ riff)

Nash, there's not much to go on.

There were signs of a struggle down the hallway here,

and the lab guys found these fibers, but they don't match

anything in the closets here.

Run 'em.

Got it.

DOMINGUEZ: So, uh, what do we do about Andy here?

And the half-million-dollars worth of components

down the hall? Mm-hmm.

Nash, please.

Please, you can't arrest me.

They're gonna execute my wife.

They're not gonna execute your wife

'cause we're gonna get her back.

How?

I don't know that exactly yet.

But I do know that if they need you,

that will be their fatal flaw.

Oh, this, this, this is sand.

My wall was antique white paint.

They're gonna see this, they're gonna notice it, Nash.

Relax, Andy.

Unless your wife was kidnapped

by a gang of interior decorators,

I doubt they're gonna notice.

Oh, God, I feel sick.

Hey, don't worry, it's just the boat rocking.

You'll be fine.

Okay, we're good to go here.

Oh, my God, that was fast.

You're good, man.

Oh, come on.

Andy Frame, the world's greatest hacker,

admiring my handiwork?

Hey, listen, I got, I got news for you,

I-I never wanted to be the world's greatest anything.

I was just doing it all for kicks.

I read your biography.

Man, that chapter about the day

you broke into the CIA and the KGB,

you switched their files.

Man, that was so...

All right, they said they were gonna call

in an hour and that's in two minutes.

Harv, you're set up, right?

Yeah, we're set to trace

their packet activities on the network.

Nash, are you sure you don't want me to stick around?

I mean, considering?

No, no, get outta here, go.

You haven't had a weekend off in over two months.

I can't afford the overtime.

I'm gone. See you guys Monday.

Keep your powder dry.

HARVEY: I got a signal! Incoming.

Okay, we're hot.

Andy?

Be cool.

COMPUTER VOICE: You have a video message.

HARVEY: We are tracing.

I'm okay, sweetie.

Don't worry. I'll be home soon.

Go to the intersection of Sixth and Harrison.

There will be an envelope under the phone booth.

Which corner? Southwest or North?

We'll contact you in exactly 16 hours with further instructions.

Be there.

No!

Damn!

Totally untraceable.

Somehow they've concealed the pathway

to their protocol address.

So they know something about computers, too, huh?

Yeah, a little more than something.

Joe, make sure the van is ready for the drop-off tomorrow.

Wait, wait, wait .

You crazy? You can't go with me.

They might spot you, Nash.

Let me explain something to you, Andy.

In a normal kidnapping situation,

the victim has the right

to refuse police help,

but in this case, you are also the criminal.

Now I'm here to get your wife out alive...

and you're gonna help me.

You got it?

Yes, sir.

Good.

(indistinct radio transmission)

MAN: Yeah, it's in the shop.

Excuse me. Hey, Gregory.

Hey. How's biz?

Hah, a lot better since you walked in.

Oh, come on, you don't have to charm me.

I'd shop here anyways. But thanks.

Put up, man, now!

Move, move!

Come on!

Freeze! Police!

Gregory, call 911.

Tell 'em I'm heading West on Ellis towards Fillmore.

Stop! Police!

You're not going anywhere, and neither am I,

so why don't we just end this here before it gets real ugly?

Drop the gun, put your hands

in the air very slowly.

Bryn?

Paco?

¿Como estas?

Oh, real good.

What would you like to eat?

I'm not hungry.

Want to see a video?

I want to go home.

I'm trying to be nice.

It's not that easy for me.

So watch your attitude.

(siren wails in distance)

DOMINGUEZ: You know, this is the first kidnapping I've ever worked

where they didn't want any money.

Oh, they do want money.

Except it's gonna be from whatever it is

they got Andy helpin' 'em steal.

So is this a kidnapping or a heist?

Well, it's both, bubba.

We're gonna treat it like a kidnapping, though.

We stop the kidnappers, we stop the heist.

They're gonna kill her.

DOMINGUEZ: No, they're not.

Not as long as you hold all the cards.

They need you.

Don't forget that.

And don't let her down.

Now go out there and get that envelope

and come straight back here, you got it?

Okay. Good luck.

All right.

Come on, Andy.

Bring it on home.

Oh, come on.

Uh-oh, I think we're in trouble here.

Get me outta here, fast!

Well, I can't trip the meter without a destination.

Uh, The Palace of Fine Arts. Come on!

They're closed today.

Fisherman's Wharf.

Well, which grotto?

Any grotto! Just get me outta here!

(starter chugging)

Hey, grind me a pound.

Come on.

Ride's over, Andy.

I, I wasn't running, I wasn't running for me,

I-I was running for her. Uh-huh.

They told me to come alone, so I got scared.

Sure. Please, Nash.

Nash, let me do this on my own.

Will you stop that?

They told me no cops.

You gotta let me do this on my own, Nash.

Uh-uh-uh-uh, no way, Bubba.

Your roaming privileges are over.

Hey, hey ,

what about me?

What about you?

Well, I already tripped the meter.

It's a automatic $2.75 surcharge.

It's the law.

That's my lunch money.

Here you go.

Keep the change.

Hey, could we get something to eat?

I'm hungry. What do you mean?

I just gave up the lunch money.

It doesn't look like any of your

cop friends are going to come.

Won't be the first time I've been stood up.

Aw, come on.

You're still not sore about that, are you?

Me? No. I don't hold grudges.

Except when somebody shoots at me.

Hey, look, why don't we just call this thing a draw?

Neither of us wants to be here.

Yeah. But I have to be here, Paco.

Yeah, well I can't let you arrest me, Bryn.

I'm a two-striker.

One more conviction, and it's life in prison for me.

Is there anything else you didn't tell me

while we were dating?

All right, sit!

And stay!

Let's see what we've got here.

Evan, get that envelope over to the lab.

"You have exactly six hours to decrypt this card."

When Andy broke into the IRS

in Fresno in '90, he recomposed a key card

almost exactly like this one

with his own fingerprint put into it.

So if a person's thumbprint can be put onto that card,

that person can use it? Yeah. As long as

the print inside matches the print of whoever's using it.

Hmm.

Harvey, run this over to C.I. & I,

see if we can get a match on it.

We might get lucky. Right.

Now, can you decrypt this in six hours?

No way. Eight, minimum.

Okay. When they call next time, that's what you tell them.

But you know I don't want to piss these people off.

No. You don't want to piss me off.

Now, if we need more time,

that's what you tell them.

They'll work to our schedule, not theirs.

Harvey? Yeah?

What's that mean?

We've been pinged.

Oh, man.

That means they're running

a pre-uplink line trace on my computer

to make sure I'm not being monitored or tapped.

Harv? That's right.

When they come online,

they'll detect our stuff connected to his computer.

When is the next transmission due?

Roughly, right now.

All right, disconnect us from him right now. Pull everything off.

(DING) COMPUTER VOICE: You have a video message. Don't answer that.

My wife... Do not answer that!

But, Nash, I have to answer it!

You are still under arrest. Harv?

As quickly as possible.

Got to get them all or we're made.

Okay. Ah! Except for the printer. Done!

All right, answer it.

Come on.

(buzzing)

(buzzing continues)

We did the right thing, Andy.

If we hadn't, she'd be dead.

Yeah? How do you know she's not dead?

Because they still need you.

They're not done with you yet.

They got a few more hoops for you to jump through.

What if they hurt her?

Let me tell you something.

The next time they call, and they will,

you tell them that if they touch a hair on her head,

that you will unplug them.

You got it? You hear me?

Nash, come on. All right, come on.

They're coming back online.

You stay with me here on this, you got it? Okay.

(beeping)

(trilling)

FEMALE VOICE: You have a video message.

(beep)

(keyboard keys clicking)

(computer trilling)

DRAKE: Where were you?

We warned you

about not strictly adhering to our demands.

No, you're going to listen to my demands.

You lay one hand on her-- you touch my wife--

you can kiss me good-bye.

I'm glad you realize the importance

of us working together.

Perhaps things will go more smoothly now.

Let me see my wife.

If you ever want to see her again,

have the key card imprinted and downloaded in six hours.

It's going to take me eight.

All right, eight, but if it's eight and a half,

we slit her damn throat. (gasps)

All right, Harvey, you stay here with Andy

and help him out with anything he needs.

The rest of us will watch him in shifts.

Okay, I'll take first shift if nobody cares...

I got a Lamaze class and a Gymboree interview.

Take my shift.

In your dreams. Come on.

Hey, Nash, those fibers turned out

to be a composite weave

manufactured and sold mostly out of Singapore,

for, like, sweaters and shirts.

What does that do for us?

Well, it doesn't really help us,

because there's no central... central records there.

You know, they don't track the retail industry,

so there's no way we can track it or trace it.

Great. Keep working that print.

Run it through Interpol and check with the Singapore Police.

There might be a connection there.

(clicking)

Hey.

What are you doing, rewiring the house?

Ha! Nothing quite that ambitious.

Just thought I'd clean the lights.

Ah. However,

I could rewire the house if you like.

(laughing): I'll bet you could.

Where's Nick?

Three Oaks. Weekend card game.

Oh, yeah. That's right. I forgot.

Should be home any minute.

I just didn't know when you'd get home.

Let me ask you something.

Why do you turn the lights off to clean?

Isn't it hard to see what you're doing?

Not if you know what you're looking for.

Mm-hmm.

Oh! Yeah. Oh!

Whoa. Easy there.

Thank you.

(laughs)

And, um, what are you looking for?

Well, I sort of like what I see.

You do?

Mmm.

Mmm.

Yeah.

And I have a confession to make.

I think about you way too much.

And this is a problem?

(door opens) NICK: Hello.

WHITNEY: Oh. Uh-oh.

It might be for him.

Uh, hey, Nick.

How did you do at the poker game?

I cleaned up.

Hey, let's all go out for steaks.

I'm buying. Come on.

All right. Ah.

What's the ETA on our mechanics?

We'll have the axles changed,

and the new shocks installed by morning.

It'll be no problem hauling the platinum out.

Good. So how is our house guest?

Just as arrogant as her genius hacker husband.

I still don't think we needed to risk using Frame.

That was an unnecessary complication.

Hell, you're just as good as he is.

But nobody's as good technically,

much as I hate to admit it.

If it takes him eight hours, it would take me 24, if that.

It's a big mess to clean up.

What are we going to do with her after we've got the platinum?

No witnesses.

That's the cost of doing business.

She dies along with her hacker husband.

It'll make a poignant epilogue for the fourth printing

of his biography, don't you think?

(laughs)

DOMINGUEZ: Hey, bought some doughnuts.

LEEK: Cool. Oh, God!

I love doughnuts.

It was one of the main attractions

about becoming a cop.

Joe, oh, man, you should have seen Andy.

He rerouted an entire operating system, man.

What a rush. It's like great sex.

BRIDGES: Harvey,

you guys ready to upload that keycard data?

Whenever you give the word.

Word. All right, here.

God, I hate helping these bastards.

You're helping them hang themselves.

Harvey, were you able

to get an internal I.D. number on this

so we can track it down to its original owner?

Unfortunately, no.

They're totally wiped out when they're deactivated.

Wait a minute. It's my understanding

that even after these are

erased, the data leaves a ghost image.

Yeah, that's correct.

Well, can you help him?

Yeah, I might be able to...

download the data so I can configure a mosaic.

Do it.

Done.

What'd he say?

Uh, he's going to get an I.D. for us. Hmm.

(birds singing)

(touch tones sounding)

The last shipment's arrived.

Send the source code over to our cyber friend.

Only two more steps, and your wife will be released.

You will be receiving a package at your door in 40 minutes.

Certified.

You must be there to sign for it.

We will contact you exactly two minutes later.

Don't be late. (buzzing)

I've only got 40 minutes to get to the apartment,

two minutes to get on line. I mean, we're nev...

We're never going to make it. They're going to know.

These bastards are getting on my nerves.

Come on, pack up. Let's go.

I'm going to go get Evan

to stake out the front of Andy's house.

What's first?

Okay, uh, download the soft, disconnect the hard. Power.

(tires squealing)

How we doing on time?

I think I got whiplash after that last right turn.

No, on the time!

Oh, uh... Hold on!

(tires squealing)

12 minutes and counting.

I don't think my watch is working, though,

after that last jump.

(tires squealing)

Now just be cool,

and make sure it's only the delivery guy.

Okay.

Hi. Thank you.

Just... there you go.

Thanks.

Evan, the delivery guy's on his way down to you.

Follow him and make sure he's legit.

Let me see that.

Geez, looks like a Greek phone book.

It's source code.

Source code-- that's like computer programming language.

Yeah, it's like ingredients in recipes.

It's what makes up software.

It's a very elaborate program.

What do they want now? (beep)

Oh, they're about to tell us about it.

FEMALE VOICE: You have a new message.

BRIDGES: Go ahead, Andy.

(trilling)

You are to rewrite the source code.

It's for a Clarex security system.

Rewrite it so we can override all its components.

Cameras, locks.

Everything. You have eight hours.

(computer trilling) All right, that's it.

All right, Harvey?

Yeah?

Give me the barcode trace off that packing slip.

And listen, it's probably going to turn up bogus,

but cover your ass anyway.

You got to get me an I.D.

on that key card as soon as possible.

All right.

Why exactly did you dump me?

I mean, I'm relatively attractive.

Stable.

Moderately fun.

What did I ever do to you?

You going to turn this takedown into a therapy session, Bryn?

Come on, Paco.

It's not going to kill you to tell me the truth. Once.

Okay.

You were too... insecure,

too moody, too manipulative,

too stuck...

(gunshot)

Sorry.

Slipped.

What have we got?

We got a Bob Deeds,

who was a security technician at Clarex for five years.

He's got a computer background, and the problem is,

he's got five registered firearms inside.

And Harvey found his thumbprint on the entry card.

(woman screaming)

DEEDS: What, you thought it wasn't gonna be rough?

(grunting, screaming)

(loud slap)

Don't even think about...

Oh, my God.

(chuckles)

Ladies and gentlemen, whichever is which,

SFPD.

I'm gonna suggest that you put some clothes on,

and, um... (clears throat)

I'll let you guys decide what goes where.

You want to supervise?

Look, I told you guys the key card was stolen from me

two weeks ago. Yeah, right.

You expect us to believe somebody broke in here,

left your TV and your stereo but stole a piece of plastic, huh?

Yeah, well, that little piece of plastic could get somebody close

to a lot of valuables.

It was a master key for the Clarex security system.

I'm a district supervisor.

Supervisor? He told me he owned the company.

CORTEZ: It's true-- he filed a burglar report,

listed the card as missing.

DEEDS: And once I did,

it was automatically deactivated.

So what is the problem?

In what facility do you work?

For the last six months,

I've been at the Singapore Consulate.

Clarex just installed their security package.

Oh. Singapore again.

Maybe they're going to loot the place.

BRIDGES: Oh, I doubt it.

There's usually nothing to steal at a consulate.

Evan, get a list of Americans currently working there.

And, Joe, let's get over there and pay 'em a visit.

That's it? You're done with us?

Oh, yeah. You can uncuff him.

They're his.

BRIDGES: Oh, boy. This is worse than I thought.

This is bad.

Yeah, look at those sconces over there,

way too close to those drapes.

Uh-huh. I'm not even gonna start talking

about the lack of smoke detectors.

Yeah, where the hell are they?

Exactly my point.

Look at the wattages on these bulbs.

Does anybody read warning labels around here?!

What the hell is going on?

It's sad, it's truly sad.

What's the meaning of this intrusion?

Inspectors Bridges and Dominguez, SFPD.

I'm Elliot Lim, Deputy Counsel.

Well, hello, Elliot. How are you?

We're here to cite fire code violations.

And so far, bubba,

you boys are way out in front of the Russians.

Heh-heh, congratulations. (chuckles)

This is unacceptable.

It sure is. It's a violation of diplomatic immunity.

Yeah, well, your lack of sprinkler system

is a violation of city fire codes, too.

Now, you see, we're not here on a police matter,

and fire and health regulations

are not protected by diplomatic immunity.

Therefore, if we report these transgressions,

you and your staff will be flexing

your diplomatic immunity muscles right down at the taco stand.

I see.

And what will it cost us for you to leave us alone?

Oh-ho-ho, gosh, oh, Elliot, no, no, no, no, no.

We don't want any money, no sirree.

We just want a little clerical help.

The fingerprints and personal records

of these 12 American employees.

That's all?

All right.

You good? Mm-hmm.

All right, stick with it, all right? Yeah.

Huh? How's it going, gents?

It looks like we cracked it.

Whatever place this is, Nash,

it's got a first-rate security system.

How soon before we can upload? About a minute--

I got to finish scanning this rewritten source code.

Well, let's do it.

Hang in there, Andy.

It'll be over soon.

Hey, I'm not gonna see her again, am I?

DOMINGUEZ: Well, the odds are with you, Andy.

I mean, we get eight out of ten back alive.

Mimi's never been very lucky with numbers.

LEEK: Okay, here we go.

We are sending.

What the hell...?

BRIDGES: What?

That can't be.

They retrieved it already?

They just downloaded a 324-megabyte

source code program almost immediately?

They must have a T-3 line. DOMINGUEZ: T-what?

A T-3 line.

It's a dedicated phone line.

It's about 500 times faster than a normal phone line.

Not that common, are they?

No, extremely rare.

Harv, get a list of every T-3 line

that's been installed in the city recently

and run it against this list of names

we got from the Singapore Consulate.

If you get a match, you know what to do.

(clattering, man muttering)

(man continues muttering)

Freeze! Drop it, Paco,

or I'll drop you, I swear to God.

You're not gonna shoot me.

Oh, I wouldn't bet on it.

I am really cranky right now.

Drop it, Paco.

(gun drops to floor)

Don't think you have what it takes to shoot me

in the back.

Not you, Bryn.

You're too nice.

You're not gonna run out on me again, Paco.

(gunshot)

(groans): Oh! I can't believe you did that!

Well, well, believe it.

I just nicked you-- don't be such a babe.

(groans): Come on, Bryn, you can't take me to jail for 50 bucks!

Well, I can take you to jail for ruining my weekend.

So, where do you stand on conjugal visits?

Uh, let's see.

On the other side of the glass.

(groans)

LEEK: Nash. Nashman, a T-3 line was installed

one week ago for a financial software consultant

who works with the Singapore Consulate.

His name's Russell Drake,

11579 Van Ness Avenue.

That's where he had the line installed.

(chuckles): Bubba, you're beautiful.

Stay with Andy and have Evan meet us there.

DOMINGUEZ: We're rollin'.

Andy, you are the best!

Bastard.

You got the source code? Yep.

With it combined with the T-600,

we'll be able to walk in that compound and take it over.

How much longer will you need?

20 minutes.

Look, I'm still not sure about this bomb thing.

Won't it attract attention?

That's the point-- when this building blows,

it'll divert police resources here

and away from our target area.

Besides, it's the best way to destroy evidence.

What about her?

She's evidence.

Gather everything around her in the storeroom.

We're gonna have a little bonfire.

Oh, bubba.

It's all right, Mimi-- we're here to help you.

I don't like the looks of this.

Joe... Uh, you want to call the bomb squad?

We don't have time-- we're gonna have to do it ourselves.

Mimi, we're San Francisco police.

You just be real still, and we'll get you out of here in a minute.

Where's my husband? Andy's fine.

What is it? Just be... be real quiet, all right?

Uh, red's always positive, black's always negative, right?

Well, about half the time.

MIMI: What is it?

Is it a bomb? No.

But it's kind of in that category.

DOMINGUEZ: White.

I said white, didn't I? (relieved sigh)

All right, guys, get her out of there.

What the hell is all this crap?

12-ton titanium spring coils.

Pneumatic shocks with a P-25 rating.

Well, whatever it is they're after, it's heavy as hell.

Guess it's not a rare postage stamp heist, huh?

Gold? Maybe-maybe gold?

Maybe.

Sure as hell isn't high-tech.

Let's get Mimi back to Andy.

And I think it's time to take another visit

to the Singapore Consulate.

Did you call bomb squad?

Oh, brother! Hey, you're headed this way.

(doorbell rings) All right, that's great.

That's great. I'll tell him, Nash.

I'll tell him right now. Andy.

Andy, no, no, no!

Don't open that door!

Wow, Andy, beautiful place.

Where's my wife?

(grunting)

Grab the genius.

Get the T-600.

Okay, Harv?

How many fingers am I holding up? Oh, uh...

three fingers, four hands...

Yeah, that's close enough.

Nash, I'm sorry, man.

I must've dropped my guard for an instant.

It happens-- don't worry about it.

How you doing?

Well, I can't seem to keep this annoying rice pudding recipe

out of my head, but other than that...

Just a little woozy, man.

I'm familiar with that one.

You feel well enough to stay with Mimi

until Evan comes to get her? Yeah.

All right, let's take that drive

over to the Singapore Consulate, shall we?

What is it this time?

You want to check up if our toilets flush properly?

Uh, no, actually, we're here for you this time, Elliot.

We have reason to believe that your government

is the target of a robbery attempt.

We think they're after a big shipment of gold

or silver.

You're asking me about something

I have no authority to discuss.

I could get in trouble.

How much trouble do you think you're gonna be in

when your government finds out that you did nothing

to stop them from being ripped off, hmm?

What's this man's job at the consulate?

He's a computer systems analyst.

Well, at least he's a highly trained robber.

(chuckles)

The central mint in Jurong purchased

1,000 400 ounce bars of platinum

for a commemorative coin we're minting.

Where's the platinum now?

It's being gathered at a precious metal security facility

south of the city.

Todai Containment Systems.

It has the finest security systems in the country.

It's impenetrable.

(chuckles)

Not anymore.

(yelling)

Cut him loose.

I'm not doing anything for you until I see my wife.

There.

If you ever want to see her again, shut your mouth.

Now, once we've patched into the security circuits,

you'll be able to override the entire system using the source code you rewrote.

Take a look-see.

GUARD 1: You see that?

GUARD 2: Just a power spike.

We now have full wireless control of the facility.

Now once we're inside,

you use the T-600 to crack the vault door and we're home free.

Now override the rest of the video cameras.

So I do all the work, huh?

What do I need you guys for?

That's the right attitude.

So don't stop now.

Get him out of here.

Open the gate.

Which gate is this?

Sector five-A, front entrance.

Gentleman, first target is tower left.

Hey. Hey, buddy. How you doing?

Okay, let's go, move it.

Come on, inside, move it.

Take the stairs!

Let's go! Upstairs!

Just one guy in the vault room.

Jed, Gobbie, you're on lookout.

We'll be back with our withdrawal.

Move, pal, that's my seat.

Subbasement. Let's go.

You're off duty.

(yells)

Bull's-eye!

(humming tune)

Shh.

Come on, hurry it up.

Let's go.

Come on, Andy,

we need the magic number.

(beeping)

(door opening)

Well done.

Elvis, keep an eye on him.

(men laughing)

Oh, yeah.

Whoo!

Look at this!

Look at this.

A souvenir.

Come on, hurry up!

LEEK: Aw, this doesn't look good.

Clear.

Come on, come on back.

Come on. Pull back.

Yeah!

We're rich.

Let's go. In this case,

time is definitely money.

Police, don't move!

Check out these civilians.

Harvey, you helped Andy rewrite the source code

to take over this system, right?

Yeah.

NASH: All right.

Can we override Andy's

wireless remote access, knock out the T-600

and drive the whole system from here?

If we're lucky.

Drake, we got cops.

They're in the building.

Jed, Gobbie, come in.

Damn! They got the control room.

Come on.

Get the rest of the platinum, move out to the truck.

Come on, move!

You come with me. What?

NASH: Harv, hurry up, they've made us.

She's all ours, captain. All right, beautiful.

Joe, you and Evan

go down to this truck on level two.

Right here, you got it?

Harvey and I'll wrangle from here.

All right.

All right, here we go.

The vault door--

shut it down.

(keyboard keys clicking)

(alarm beeping)

Let's do it.

The door, come on.

Oh, baby, I love this.

Switch over to the loading dock camera.

All right, now, can you get a message to Andy

on his little handheld?

Shouldn't be too hard. He's on a two-way wireless.

Send it.

Joe, when you and Evan reach the truck

wait for my mark.

I'm gonna try and get Andy out of there.

DOMINGUEZ: Got it.

Shut up!

What're you doing standing around?

Don't you hear those alarms?

What's the matter with you?

You heard him, move! Move!

DRAKE: What are you doing?

Joe, Evan, take 'em.

Freeze!

(yelling)

(tires squealing)

Drake's on the move.

Hey, Nashman...

I got him, Joe.

I got it. Harvey,

he's making a move for the front gate.

Let's give him some incentive to stop.

Got it.

(alarm blaring)

(tires squealing)

He's running.

NASH: Harv, turn on the outside P.A.

You're hot.

I should have warned you, bubba,

this place doesn't have a back door.

But then I, I guess you know all about this place, don't ya.

Except how to get the hell out of it.

Guess you didn't figure on that one.

Kind a like being kidnapped, isn't it. (yelling)

Sorry, baby, that's not gonna work, either.

Kill the alarms, Harv.

LEEK: Check.

Peter, Gobbie, do you read me? Where the hell are you?

Good choice.

It was a brilliant plan.

No, Andy was brilliant.

The plan was flawed.

Cuff him.

DOMINGUEZ: Uh-oh, look at this.

Man, just one of these things

could pay for my son's college education.

Yeah, but then some poor bastard in Singapore

wouldn't have his commemorative coin.

Well, when you put it that way.

Come on.

We got a couple to reunite.

Lieutenant, this came over for you.

Thanks, Rich.

Andy!

Thanks, guys.

Oh, Mimi.

I'm sorry, baby.

Now there's a happy couple.

Uh, speaking of happy couples,

uh, what are you and Whitney doing later?

I don't have a clue.

(chuckles)

Carson,

we got a calendar problem here? It's still Sunday.

You're not gonna believe what happened to me this weekend.

It was un... What happened to you?

Bryn, I was almost killed by a ninja body builder. That's great, Harv.

No, we, we, we take down this gang of robbers

and we rescue a kidnap victim

and I get to work alongside

my idol while we crack the case.

I hate men.

NASH: Hello.

Hi.

Hi.

Is Nick here?

No, he's at the Community Center.

Mm-hmm, I see.

Where're you going?

I'm leaving.

Yeah, I got that part.

Why?

It's, uh...

it's... I think I'm falling in love with you.

Okay.

I understand now.

Got it.

Nash, I know how torn you are about me working for you

and about Nick being in the middle,

and if I stay it's just gonna get worse.

It's gonna be awkward as hell.

I mean, right now, I-I feel like I'm dating one man,

then dating his brother while living with them both.

Nick is my father.

Why don't you let me worry about him?

Because it's too complicated for me.

It's just too complicated.

I'm tendering my resignation.

I don't accept your resignation.

Well, you have to.

No I don't.

Good-bye.

Damn it.