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[TRAIN PASSING]

[TRAIN HORN BLOWING AND SIGNAL BELL DINGING]

[♪♪♪]

[CHATTERING]

Hi. MAGGIE: Hi.

How many?

Two.

Listen, I wanted to get a safe-deposit box. Can you do that for me?

[COUNTRY MUSIC PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]

Okay. Your box will be available anytime from an hour after opening

to 30 minutes before close. This is your key.

Thank you.

Also, if you open a checking account,

we'll give you 5 percent off the box along with free overdraft protection.

Here I was hoping for a free toaster.

[BOTH LAUGH]

Why would a bank give out free toasters?

[CELL PHONE VIBRATING]

Hello, Ma. I'm ordering you the French toast.

No, thank you.

Our patient waitress Maggie... It says Maggie on her name tag.

...has asked me to order four times. If I don't order at this point, it's rude.

MAGGIE: I can come back. It's okay.

You know what? I'm making an executive decision. Pancakes.

I don't like pancakes. No pancakes. What are you, a communist?

Pancakes and a fried egg. I'm thinking hash, but only if it's like chunky style.

Listen, if you order me eggs and pancakes, I'm gonna kick your behind.

STIG: But you gotta eat breakfast.

It's the most important meal of the day.

Ma'am, ignore everything he said, okay?

Don't bring me any eggs and pancakes.

Just bring me some coffee and bring him a couple eggs.

I don't want eggs. I want hash. Put a couple eggs on it.

Give him some rye toast. No rye toast for me.

A pancake. No pancakes.

Maybe a little silver-dollar one. You got the little baby ones?

No pancakes, no silver dollars, no rye toast. I like pumpernickel.

MAGGIE: I have pumpernickel. Pumpernickel toast.

Maggie, wait. One more thing. MAGGIE: Yeah.

You take that with you till we see each other again in case you miss me.

Why you gotta do that? What?

Wink at the waitresses like that?

Waitresses like me. Nobody likes you.

So?

So. What do you got?

So it is a sleepy bank.

Doable? That's correct.

I told you.

[BELL JINGLES AND DOOR OPENS]

STIG: That is a lot of doughnuts.

I'll be back with your hash.

Maggie, your hot homemade doughnuts, they any good?

Best in three counties. BOBBY: Tell you what.

Bring us three of those. Put them in a to-go box for us.

MAGGIE: All right. Thank you.

All right, time to make the move.

There's gonna be some sirens in this bitch.

I'm gonna go shake the weasel.

Shake the weasel. Gonna go shake the weasel.

Good morning, sir. How are you? Morning.

Hey, Maggie.

I'm very sorry about my friend.

He was kicked in the head as a child.

He's really not that bad. No, he is.

[♪♪♪]

[ALARM WAILING]

MAGGIE: What's going on?

Okay, I'm just gonna have you all exit the building.

It might be a false alarm, but just do it safely.

Thank you. Thank you.

Is everybody out? I'm gonna need you to step outside.

I'm gonna grab my friend. Okay.

We gotta pay our bill.

We should go.

Is that all you're gonna tip? You leave 15 percent.

No, you gotta leave at least 30. No, you don't. Fifteen is standard.

Maggie's about to be out of a job. Don't be cheap.

Okay, there's 5. That's 7.

There you go. Come on. All right. All right.

What? No, you didn't.

Yes, I did. Oh, my God.

How'd you say it? Never rob a bank

across from a diner with the best doughnuts?

BOBBY: That's correct.

[COWS MOOING]

[LATIN MUSIC PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]

Bobby. Papi's down in the stables.

Why don't you get something to eat? Not hungry.

Sure you are. I wanna come with you.

We're here to do business. Diplomatically.

Well, I can be diplomatic. You can be hungry too, right?

JULIO: Bobby.

Wait here. Okay.

Somebody sitting here? Little Toro.

Oh, well, you move your feet, you lose your seat, right?

Lose your head too. That's correct.

So where is Little Toro?

Allí, where you put him.

[SPEAKS IN SPANISH]

[MAN SPEAKS IN SPANISH]

[FLIES BUZZING]

[BOTH CHUCKLE]

Let's play some dominoes.

Papi's ready. Yeah.

[CHATTERING IN SPANISH]

Papi Greco!

"I-know-a-guy" Bobby.

BOBBY: That's correct.

PAPI: Quick: an ostrich, a tank of ether, a '63 Impala convertible.

Make it a '64.

My side of the border.

I know a guy.

[SPEAKS IN SPANISH]

What did I tell you? He never says no, never says "maybe,"

never says "I'll see what I can do."

[GRUNTING]

BOBBY: Nice bull.

I hope he's a good breeder. Mm-hm.

That's a shame about Little Toro.

Julio caught him skimming.

Oh.

That don't sound like Little Toro.

Is that for me? That's correct.

Everybody skims a little cream. It's human nature.

Just because it's human don't mean you let it go.

Mm.

Nice lines. Good colour. That's right.

That's right. He knows a guy.

What you got for me?

Cash.

Cash?

Supposed to be giving me 100,000 to deal.

Why didn't you give me a $100,000 worth of cocaine?

Where's the cocaine?

My buyer wants cocaine.

So let him buy cocaine.

That's what he's trying to do. He's trying to buy cocaine.

I told him I knew a guy, therefore I come to you.

You the guy I know. That's why I told him.

[♪♪♪]

So take back the passports.

After Little Toro, we're not taking on any new customers.

Well, no disrespect, but I ain't no new customer.

You been dealing with me for a long time.

You keep the passports.

Keep the money too.

When you're ready to give me the product,

you give me the product. Till then...

you owe me.

[BULL BELLOWS]

[LATIN MUSIC PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]

[GUNSHOT]

[CHICKENS CLUCKING AND MEN CHATTERING]

It's not very sporting, man.

At least give the chickens a chance to shoot back.

Hey, I'm just saying. If I'm gonna kill a defenceless animal,

I'm gonna honour its sacrifice by grilling it into some tasty barbecue.

I'm not gonna torture it

to prove I can't hit anything further away than my pecker.

Your cuate's a real junkyard dog. Mm.

[IN SPANISH] Where'd you two find each other?

[IN SPANISH] I threw him a bone one night, he followed me home.

Hey, cowboy. You, the pretty one.

You ever hear the expression, "You got a face only a mother can love"?

That don't apply to you. You're uglier than the devil's asshole.

BOBBY [IN ENGLISH]: Stig!

What are you doing?

They're torturing chickens, man.

What are you eating?

A chicken. It's not the same thing. Come here.

See that bag over there by the table? Buffet table next to the potato salad.

Yeah, the bowling bag. What about it? Little Toro's head is in that bag.

Bullshit. Yeah.

You know what? That's fucked up, man.

Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa. Let's go. Okay? Come on, let's go.

[SPEAKING IN SPANISH]

Say it in English, you goat fuck.

[MAN SPEAKS IN SPANISH]

Suck my chicken.

Ha-ha. That's funny, coming from you, fat boy.

You ain't seen your pecker since you were a baby.

Just because you put your finger in your belly button

and brown shit comes out, don't mean it's your asshole.

What did you say? Don't worry about it, man.

Now dig them up and make some damn barbecue.

[GROANS THEN SPEAKS IN SPANISH]

STIG: Bye, chica.

BOBBY: Did you just wink at him? I did wink at him,

because he's my bitch now. BOBBY: Uh-oh.

[♪♪♪]

That's good shooting.

[STIG SPEAKS IN SPANISH]

[♪♪♪]

You know, Little Toro never did nothing to nobody, man.

We should rip off Papi's stash at the Tres Cruces Savings & Loan.

Papi's guy delivers a briefcase full of money

to Tres Cruces every two weeks.

That's gotta add up to 3 million.

If Papi knew we were even talking about ripping off Tres Cruces,

it would be our heads in that bag next to the potato salad.

No way. Our two heads would never fit in a bag that small.

STIG: Come on, let's hit the bank.

Little Toro was your friend. He was my friend.

BOBBY: So? What do you mean, "so"?

What if it was me? What if it was my head Papi ran through the saw mill?

You wouldn't come after him? Nope.

You wouldn't kill him? Nope.

He did that to you, I'd kill him. Know why?

You're my people and there's a code. There is no code, first of all.

You do whatever you gotta do, whatever it takes.

And second?

Right, we're not people because you don't have people.

That's correct.

Purpose for your visit to Mexico?

Quail hunting.

My aunt in Tuba City had a heart attack so we cut our trip short.

Tuba City? It's near Odessa.

Nice place? Hellhole, but she's my favourite aunt.

AGENT: Don't move. STIG: Oh, shit.

AGENT: Let me see your hands.

Tell us about your trip. Lawyer.

What's the big deal? Lawyer.

You were down in Sonora, weren't you?

You don't think Agent Jessup and the DEA

know about you and Papi Greco? Lawyer. Lawyer.

They know you were at his ranch. I know I need a lawyer.

AGENT: Tell Agent Rees about Papi Greco.

Who? Papi Greco.

Well, who's that? Some Mexican Santa Claus or something?

Come on, Mr. Stigman.

I think it's in your best interest to cooperate.

You need to stop playing the stupid card, all right?

It's my intent to cooperate with whatever you need.

I know you're just doing your job.

Innocent folks get caught up in the system.

Airlines don't lose your luggage on purpose, right?

But everybody takes it so damn personal.

Come on, Mr. Stigman. So you wanna play games?

Well, what did you have in mind?

Do you wanna help yourself? Yes.

Do I have to do it in front of him?

All right, we're done here. Thank you, Mr. Stigman.

You gonna leave? Ah, yes.

[DOOR BUZZES]

My God.

How do you concentrate working with her, man?

Five border agents are ripping apart your car as we speak.

They ain't gonna find anything.

[DOOR BUZZES AND OPENS]

[DOOR CLOSES]

Where did you hide the cocaine?

Can they hear us? No.

Can they see us? No.

Okay.

There was no cocaine.

You had a deal in place. Right.

Five hundred passports in return for cocaine.

Right.

Hey, Bobby. BOBBY: How you doing, Deb?

Good. Man, your boy Stig's a piece of work.

He winked at you, didn't he?

How did you know?

Bobby didn't get the cocaine.

DEB: What? What happened?

Papi offered me cash. I told him no. I told him to keep the passports

so eventually he's gotta come up with the cocaine.

What about this guy you said you could flip? Little Toro?

I got him. It's real close.

I don't know who you are anymore.

It's like...

It's like you're out on this limb.

And you been out there way too long.

And you're saying that to say what?

I don't like going to funerals of my men.

Well, then don't come, boss. Don't come.

Okay? I spent the last three years of my life

crawling through a Mexican sewer,

trying to work my way up to get next to Papi Greco.

You can't take me off this now.

Jessup, he's close.

You can't take me off this now. I know.

Not now.

[♪♪♪]

Two weeks.

You don't flip Little Toro by then, I'm pulling you out.

We're done.

[DOOR BUZZES]

BOBBY: Think Jessup knows about us?

What "us"? You don't do "us," remember?

Oh, I remember.

Besides, I'm dating.

Oh, right, right, right. You're dating... Mm-hm.

Your imaginary boyfriend, Harvey.

Uh... He's not my boyfriend, his name's not Harvey.

I like Harvey. It has a nice ring to it. "Harvey."

You don't get to be jealous anymore, Bobby.

"Harvey."

You pushed me away. 'So you could be with Harvey.

Fuck you.

Little Toro's dead.

You told Jessup you were close to flipping him.

I was.

When I got down to the ranch,

Papi's boys was throwing his head around in a bag.

Well, that's game, then.

With Little Toro off the board, Jessup's pulling you out.

Not if you don't tell him. I'm your control, Bobby.

That's correct. I have to.

That's why I need you

to let me rob Tres Cruces Savings & Loan.

You want to rob a bank? No, Stig wants to rob the bank.

It's his idea. So there's no entrapment.

What I want is access to that money that Papi's got in the safe-deposit box.

No judge is gonna give you a blanket warrant for the boxes.

We don't need a warrant. Not if the money's evidence in a crime.

We just trace it back to ownership,

we got Papi on tax evasion, possible RICO.

Yeah? Yeah.

And what about Stig? What about him?

He's a side dish.

You bust him in front of the bank, he does 20 years in the penitentiary,

you get a medal...

The bank gets us Papi.

And that's all that matters, right?

It takes whatever it takes, baby.

Did you ever really love me?

Hmm?

I really meant to love you.

[♪♪♪]

[ELEVATOR BUZZES THEN WHIRRS]

Shit. Ha-ha-ha.

You don't have to knock. It's always open.

Yeah, good. Let's hit the bank.

Let's hit the bank.

The Tres Cruces? That's correct.

Oh, shit. I'm still spinning about

how we got yanked out of line at the border.

So you in or you out?

I'm in, yeah. It's just...

Have you ever had anything like that happen to you before?

They were 100 percent convinced we were holding.

We would've if Papi hadn't welched on that coke.

So you're saying that to say what?

I'm saying it's only because you're hearing it.

You saying something.

I'm hearing it because you're saying it. What are you saying?

I think you're fucking playing me. You wanna be played?

I been at your hip for 10 months

but after this, I think maybe you're playing me.

[♪♪♪]

Ha-ha. I got you. No, you didn't.

The corner of your eye was twitching. The corner? That wasn't a twitch.

That was a wink. That's my move.

[BOBBY LAUGHS]

[♪♪♪]

Yup, that's Papi's chubby little kid right there.

Feed that motherfucker quesadillas... Oh, my God.

BOBBY: She's chubby too. STIG: In all the right places.

How does an old, fat, ugly fuck get a girl like that?

Money.

[VEHICLE APPROACHES]

All right, here we go.

Same thing every two weeks.

Papi flies over the border with a briefcase full of cash.

Spends a week with the mistress.

Julio drives it out to the Tres Cruces Savings & Loan.

Think they got 3 million in the bank? Easy.

Bingo.

BOBBY: Money, money, money, money. STIG: Oh, yeah.

[ENGINE STARTS]

[SIGNAL BELL DINGING]

BOBBY: Hit the diner and check out the doughnuts.

I'm kind of more in a corned-beef-hash mood, to tell you the truth.

You never heard the saying:

"Never rob a bank across from a diner that has the best doughnuts"?

That's not a saying. It is. You never heard it?

I get what you're saying, but it's not a saying.

It's a saying. It's a saying now. Let you tell it.

[♪♪♪]

Make the move.

[ALARM WAILING]

Bad DEA agent.

Am I bad? Yes, you are.

I'm a bad girl? Yes, you are.

Stig decided to hit the bank tomorrow, 3:00.

Stig decided?

Well, with or without me, he's going in.

I still haven't talked to Jessup.

Stig doesn't know that. Three o'clock tomorrow he's going in.

If we want Papi, I gotta go in with him.

[SCOFFS]

You're not even gonna give me a choice, are you?

I'm giving you no other options as a way to protect you.

Just have the troops meet me outside the bank, 3:05 when we come out.

3:05. Okay. And don't shoot me.

Even if you want to. We'll see. Heh.

[♪♪♪]

TEEMO: Licence and registration, cowboy.

Cute.

STIG: What's up, Teemo? TEEMO: What's up, brother?

I miss you, man. I miss you, man.

STIG: Got you a turkey burger. Special sauce.

Commander wants to see you. Yes, sir.

So half a mile from home.

I got Bobby all wound up and ready to go, sir.

QUINCE: Ordnance you requested.

The admiral's proud. You've gone out on a limb.

If the bank falls right, you can come in from the cold, rejoin your brothers.

Great. Be good just to put the uniform back on.

I didn't join the Navy to commit felonies and hang with drug dealers.

Even if you're damn good at it? I do what I do for the Navy, sir.

It's part of the admiral's plan. We get 3 million from the bank,

we run cross-border ops on Papi and the other cartels.

So tomorrow, clean and precise.

Take all the boxes, nothing left undone. You got it?

Yes, sir.

Let's go. Let's go.

[GRUNTING THEN LAUGHS]

Hey, nice jacket.

Hey, tell your mother she's gotta move out of my house at some point.

[♪♪♪]

[BABY CRYING]

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

STIG: All right, what do you want, clown or Frankie?

Frankie.

[♪♪♪]

So, what did you do with the .22?

Traded to my cousin for an espresso machine.

BOBBY: You're gonna need special beans for that, right?

STIG: Uh-uh. You can reach for your firearm,

but do it real slow. Any other people in the building?

What is this? It's a bank robbery.

Instead of robbing the bank and letting you chase after us,

we decided to come after you first. Let's go.

[♪♪♪]

[TRAIN HORN BLOWING]

[♪♪♪]

Give me your gun, there.

Everybody sit down. Everybody sit down on the floor.

Ladies behind the counter, keep your hands visible, not on the alarms.

It's all right, girls. Just give them the drawer cash.

Did we ask for the drawer cash?

Come on, come on, come on. Sit right here. Sit.

STIG: Let's go, on the floor.

Hey, guard! Hey! Hey.

Look, I'm trying to be polite, all right?

Just sit tight and this will be over soon.

Open the gate.

I don't have a key. What did you say?

Easy.

Lie again, it's gonna be more than a fucking problem. Get out there, now.

Get on the floor.

[BABY CRYING]

You good? I'm going in.

[BABY CRYING]

[WOMAN WHIMPERING]

BOBBY: Shh. It's all right.

WOMAN: Oh, Timothy.

BOBBY: Hey, it's okay.

It's okay. Yeah?

[BABY LAUGHING]

Okay. Here you go.

Showtime! Fire in the hole!

[SCREAMING]

[♪♪♪]

Holy shit!

Hey, Frankie, something's not right. They're all stuffed with money.

You said there'd only be one or two.

Every single one of them.

STIG: I'm at 32 boxes and counting.

Look, there's way more than 3 million. And there's still a lot more here.

Well, take them all. We'll figure it out later.

You go ahead, I'll get the rest. All right.

Listen.

May be gunfire outside, okay?

So if it hits, you get everybody behind the counters.

This is for the jail across the street. You let the cops out. Let them out.

Come on.

[ENGINE STARTS]

[♪♪♪]

That is a hell of a lot more than $3 million.

How much, you figure?

We couldn't be the luckiest chumps on earth, could we?

You feel lucky? No, I don't.

I mean, this can't be Papi's money.

People are gonna chase us off the end of the earth for money like this.

I hate to tell you this, Stig, but I got more bad news...

You take that hand away nice and slow.

Okay. Put the gun down, Stig.

You know I really like you, right? I like you too.

No, you don't. Yes, I do.

Nobody likes me. And I'm okay with it.

I do. I like you more than most.

You're not just saying it because I got a gun?

Why don't you just put the gun down?

[SIGHS]

Shit. Oh!

Hot-dogging.

I'm sorry, man.

What'd you do that for?

Shit, man, I had to! No, you didn't.

It's a flesh wound. You'll be all right. Drink the water, and you'll be able...

What is that?

In your hand. Is that a badge in your hand?

Tell me you're not a no-good, two-timing son of a bitch.

Tell me. You shot me.

DEA.

Hey, wait a minute. Wait a minute, man. Hang on.

No, you wait a minute.

BOBBY: Stig.

Hey.

EARL: The United States is the greatest country in the world

because we accept a man is, at his core...

greedy...

selfish...

and covetous.

I had no choice. They took my key.

I would never willingly open the vault.

Keep your hands on the desk, please.

In America, we line everybody up,

say, "You're on your own.

Grab all you can grab."

I'm innocent.

Nobody's innocent, friend.

There's just the guilty...

the ignorant...

and the unlucky.

[SCREAMS]

[GROANING]

Did you take our money?

You fellas look like you're waiting for a bus.

You let us know when you're done. Oh, I'm done...

and thank you for the courtesy.

Who is that guy?

You heard of the hidden hand of God? Well, that's God's son of a bitch.

Call the DDO and get a list of everyone who knew we had money in this bank.

You two realise those sunglasses make you look like assholes.

Excuse me, when did that diner burn?

Yesterday.

I want interviews with the waitstaff and every customer.

It was just a grease fire.

Did I ask your opinion, Gomer?

You ever hear the saying, "Never rob a bank across from a diner

with the best doughnuts in three counties"?

If that diner fire's a coincidence,

it's only because we ain't looking hard enough.

That is an impressive amount of greenbacks.

Forty-three million, one hundred twenty-five thousand of them, sir.

Recount it. Pack it up. We'll stow it back in Corpus.

We were supposed to come out of that bank with 3 million at most, sir.

Mm-hm. Whose money was it?

Bad men unworthy of it.

Did you know Bobby Beans was DEA?

No, I didn't.

No offence, sir, but you really need to work on your surprised face.

Well, if he was DEA, he helped you rob a bank.

Which means he's dirty and for that I have no mercy.

Where did you leave him? In the desert.

Is he dead? More than likely.

"More than likely."

You wanna tell me what that means?

The point of you working with Bobby Beans

was to kill him and create a cut-out

so the op couldn't get traced back to us.

There's no way... My cover is solid. There's no way it'll trace back.

That's a call made above your pay grade.

Yes, sir.

[♪♪♪]

Assign two of the boys to stow the money back at the base.

The rest will come check on the body of Mr. Beans.

Stigman, wanna come with me?

[ENGINE REVVING IN DISTANCE]

[HEAVY-METAL MUSIC PLAYING IN DISTANCE]

[MUSIC STOPS]

Hey there, buddy. Hey.

You habla?

Yeah, yeah. I, uh...

I hablo. Good, that's good.

Don't trust in him till you see his papers.

If he's got papers, I'll see his papers. You got papers, right?

No. No, I got no papers.

Well, that's gonna be a problem.

Slim Jay and me, we done assigned ourselves protection

this here stretch of the border. Officially unofficially.

So we really gonna have to see your papers.

Make sure you ain't no Muslim or nothing.

Oh, yeah. No, I do have it.

Assalamu alaikum.

And let me have your gun.

Give it to me.

[SPEAKS IN SPANISH]

You know how to pray?

[HEAVY-METAL MUSIC PLAYING OVER STEREO]

QUINCE: Teemo. How we doing, boys?

Any sign of Bobby Beans?

Checked all the washes to the southeast.

No sign of a body.

All right.

Well, Stig, you put us in quite a hole.

I don't see it that way, but you're the man with the oak leaves.

All that pride I had in you.

That loyalty?

You just tossed it to the wind. I'm sorry, sir.

[GRUNTING]

[♪♪♪]

Goddamn it.

TEEMO: He's in the wash!

Go, go, go!

Come on, let's flush him out!

QUINCE: Where you going, Stigman?

It doesn't matter if you run.

Your jacket's wired, so you're six months AWOL after stabbing an MP.

You talk to anyone, they're just gonna hand you right back over to me.

[GRUNTING]

You all right?

Yeah. Then get your ass up!

[MAN SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY IN DISTANCE]

Toss the gun.

[KEYS JINGLING]

Aah! Fuck!

QUINCE: Move!

[GRUNTS]

[KEYS JINGLE]

[GUNSHOTS]

Come on, come on!

Damn it!

[SIGHS]

[ENGINE REVVING]

[DOGS BARKING]

Jesus! What am I supposed to do with this?

Man. Oh.

Come on.

I'm a vet, not a trauma surgeon.

I can't help you with this, man. You gotta go.

Go where?

You gotta leave. I can't do anything.

Kenny, you remember a couple of months ago,

you offered to sell me 500 hits of ketamine?

You said you weren't interested. Right.

Because I'm a DEA agent.

And if you don't fix me up...

I'm gonna go to the DA,

I'm gonna tell them that you like cruising Tori Amos concerts,

selling Special K to little weepy college girls.

KENNY: There's no way you're a cop. No?

No. You sure?

I'm positive. Ah!

[GROANS]

You have the right to remain silent. Mm-hm.

You have the right to have a lawyer present during questioning.

Do I need to keep going? No, I'm good. You're a cop. Ahem.

Okay. Okay.

Nice shirt.

Thanks. It's JCPenney's.

Yeah? Yeah.

All right, hold on one second.

[SIREN WAILING IN DISTANCE]

[CAR ALARM CHIRPS]

[♪♪♪]

Welcome to the Camino Real. Thank you.

[ELEVATOR DINGS]

Hey.

You were late. Jesus Christ.

What the hell happened?

Excuse us. Excuse me.

I robbed a bank. What happened to you?

I was there with six agents at 3:05. No, you weren't.

Yes, I was. You were late.

You went early.

It's not as if you couldn't have pulled your badge and stopped it.

I did. Stig shot me. What?

He shot me in the shoulder.

We gotta take you to the hospital.

Interrupt your rendezvous with Harvey? I don't think so.

This is what we need to do:

We need to find Stig, we need to find the money.

All right. Listen.

Let me go upstairs, make my excuses, then we'll find Stig together, okay?

Okay, let's do this. Let's do this.

Why don't you recheck Stig's background?

Maybe there was something that we missed.

I'm going to Stig's apartment, see what I can find out.

All right? Okay.

Tell Harvey I said hi.

Who'd you patch up?

[DOGS BARKING]

What are you talking about?

What am I talking about?

Well, there's a dune buggy parked out back

that was stolen by a man with a bullet hole in him.

Now, before he had a bullet hole in him,

he burned down a diner and robbed a bank.

I don't know anything about that, so...

Okay.

Okay? Fair enough.

Say, let me ask you something.

Hm?

You ever play Russian roulette?

Of course not. Heh. What am I thinking?

The thing is, most people,

they put the gun to the temple.

And that's, well, that's just stupid.

What if...

the bullet's in the first chamber?

[WHIMPERS]

You blow a man's head off

before he's had a chance to tell you what you want to know.

Oh, no. No, no. Come on, man.

[KENNY SCREAMS THEN SOBS]

Case in point.

Stig!

Stig.

[PHONE RINGING]

[ANSWERING MACHINE BEEPS]

STIG: Pick up, Bobby.

What the fuck are you doing here, Bobby?

What are you ducking for, man?

You know I set you up, right?

They told me all about you.

Tough cat. Knows everybody. Doesn't have people.

That guy? Well, shit, that guy's a perfect cut-out.

I mean, he takes a bullet, who's gonna care, right?

Pick up the phone.

Pick up the damn phone, Bobby.

[♪♪♪]

[BEEPS]

You got anything to say? First question:

If you're DEA and you're clean, why are you here alone?

Where's your backup, Bobby?

It's this kind of attitude makes me think you're not one of the good guys.

If I wanted you, I could've had you

before you walked in that building, Bobby.

That's a beautiful rifle, Stig.

Is that Army issue?

You like that? No, it's K-Mart. Blue Light Special.

Now answer my question. Where's your backup?

BOBBY: No, no, that's a military rifle.

What's the military doing robbing banks, Stig?

[CHUCKLES]

Can we just have a straight-up conversation, Bobby?

I got you dead to rights.

Yeah? So shoot me.

Again.

No?

I'll shoot myself.

STIG: Huh. Not bad. I'm glad you're impressed.

Were you testing me to see if I would shoot first?

Where's the money, Stig?

If I thought you were clean, I might tell you,

but I don't, so I can't. You're lying.

You don't have it, do you? Where's the money?

[VEHICLE APPROACHING]

STIG: Oh, shit. BOBBY: What?

STIG: You're not the only one I was expecting.

Three nasty men showed up.

If they find you in my place, they will get ugly.

Who are they?

Yesterday, they were family. Today they wanna kill me.

I understand the feeling. Fuck you.

What do you know? You don't have people.

That's a stupid idea. They're coming up the stairs. Bobby!

[♪♪♪]

STIG: I told you. Now, Bobby,

hang up the speaker, and answer your cell phone, okay?

If you want me to help you out, lis...

[BEEPING]

[CELL PHONE VIBRATES]

STIG: Just stay in the shadows, okay? I'm gonna guide you out from there.

Wait.

Wait.

[HIGH-PITCHED BUZZING]

[♪♪♪]

He's coming up your rear. You better dart across the hall.

Go into the bedroom and hide behind the lockers. Go.

All right, Bobby, you're gonna wanna scoot across the hall. Go.

Bobby, Bob...

[PHONE BEEPS OFF]

Shit.

MINI: Teemo! TEEMO: Rooftop!

TEEMO: Target's on the move!

[GRUNTS]

Sorry, Teemo.

[GUNSHOTS]

[DOORBELL RINGS]

[♪♪♪]

Where's our money?

I have no idea what you're talking about.

You think DEA can just waltz into our bank,

steal our money, and we're not gonna kick?

[GUN COCKS]

Your man Bobby Trench stole 43 million of our dollars.

We'd like it back.

Because it's our money.

Because it's a blatant act of disrespect.

And because it's our money.

[CELL PHONE RINGS]

DEB: Please tell me it's you, Bobby. Anything new on Stig?

He's coming up clean on every database I'm cleared for.

No military connection? No record of service?

To go deeper, I'd need to get clearance from Jessup.

Well, try your old contacts in the military.

I'm gonna tell Jessup everything I know.

Wait, are you sure?

BOBBY: Someone has to know whose money was in the bank.

Yeah. Stig.

Stig didn't even know I was DEA.

Besides, somebody tried to kill him too.

Let me help you. What do you need?

Take it easy. Bye.

Bobby.

Fuck!

[GRUNTING]

[GUNSHOT]

[GRUNTS]

That's how you take down a man. Now shut the door.

[♪♪♪]

Just let it come.

Agent Robert Lynn Trench.

A.k.a. Bobby T, a.k.a. Bobby B, a.k.a. Bobby Beans.

Let's have a chat.

You stole $43.125 million

that did not belong to you.

Now, man-to-man...

who at DEA authorised you to rob our bank?

You a banker?

You ever play Russian roulette?

Thing is...

most people put the gun to the temple.

Well, that's just stupid.

You blow a man's head off

before he's had a chance to tell you what you wanna know.

Mess up your suit too.

[GUN CLICKS]

[BOTH CHUCKLING]

Who told you it was all right to take our money?

"Our money. Our bank."

Who are you?

If you don't know who I am...

how did you know to steal our 43 million?

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

You don't? No.

Well... Heh, heh.

Where's the money?

Oh, boy.

Well, uh...

it ain't down there, I can guarantee you that.

[GUN CLICKS]

Heh. Ah-heh. Woo-hoo. Hoo.

A.k.a. Bobby Balls.

Clean and shaven. Ha-ha-ha.

[CHUCKLES]

[GROANS]

You know what you are?

You...

are a dirty DEA agent.

That's right.

You're a dirty DEA agent who robbed a bank.

And shot your boss.

[♪♪♪]

You walk into any federal office

and that's the story they're gonna have.

Unless you bring me $43.125 million...

and you walk away. Clean.

Have I properly incentivised you?

More than you know.

Unless you wanna rot in jail, you best get after it.

Go on, now. Go on.

All right.

You're thinking he deserved better?

You're right.

[♪♪♪]

[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

JAVIER: Hey, Rudy.

Hola, Javier.

Morning, Papi. Don't move.

[IN ENGLISH] Go inside, quick. JAVIER: Mommy!

Whose money did we steal? You really wanna know?

I really wanna know.

[TYRES SCREECHING]

[GRUNTING]

Easy, old man, get in there. Get in there.

PAPI: Payback's a bitch!

Payback's a bitch! BOBBY: Uh-uh-uh.

Whoa, Bobby. Drop the gun. Give me the keys.

Give me the keys. Nice and easy. I can't do that.

Why not? I got him first. I got dibs.

I got a .44. I'm taking Papi. Give me the keys.

You want them? Come get them.

I see the wheels turning. You're thinking, mm, a blindfold, use your teeth.

That's not what I'm thinking. You know what I'm thinking?

Oh! Shit, man. How's that?

That was uncalled for.

I liked you better when you were "I-know-a-guy" Bobby.

That Bobby was a good guy.

I liked you better when you were winking at waitresses

and shooting the heads off chickens.

Give me the keys. Give me the keys.

[GUNSHOT]

Shit! PAPI: What's going on?

You saw that coming? Correct. Give me the keys.

Damn, you're good.

Now, one of us is gonna have to pick up those keys.

Guess. All right. I'll get them, all right?

Get them, get them. Put that musket away.

[GUNSHOT]

[♪♪♪]

[TRUCK ENGINE STARTS]

[TYRES SCREECHING]

[CAR HORN HONKING]

[♪♪♪]

Hey, pull over! STIG: Pull over?

Hey, Papi, you like my driving?

[GRUNTING]

Oh, shit!

Come on, Bobby, I ain't got all damn day!

[LAUGHS]

[GROANS]

[SIGHS]

What do you wanna do?

[ENGINE REVS]

[ENGINE REVS]

[BOTH GRUNTING]

Ow!

All right. All right. All right, let me go.

You let me go first. No, you let me go.

On three. On three.

One. Two. Three.

See? Now you're making me not be able to trust you.

Count of three, let each other go. That's fair.

One. Two. Three.

I knew it. Let me go.

No. I'm gonna let you go.

I'm gonna let you go.

One...

[STIG SIGHS]

Ha-ha-ha. Ow. Ow.

Come on, man. You gotta admit, that was kind of fun, no?

You didn't like that?

Who are you? Huh? Heh. Shit.

U.S. Navy Intel. Yeah?

Or I was.

My commander FUBARed my jacket. Now I'm AWOL after stabbing an MP.

You're lucky. They got me framed for killing my boss.

Did your boss order your four closest friends to kill you?

No, you got me there.

Petty Officer Michael Stigman.

DEA Officer Bobby Trench,

but I guess you know that already. Pleasure.

So, what, you just happened to pick me,

or you got orders to set me up on purpose?

I had orders, man. I didn't know you were DEA.

My people did. There's not much they don't know.

Your people?

I'm trying to piece together the truth so I can take it to the admiral.

That's why they wanna kill me and why I wanted to talk to Papi.

Right.

Well...

I guess we can both talk to him at the same time.

Like we're working together? Not like we're working together.

No, like we're working in the same vicinity.

Together. In the same area code.

Together. The same county.

And don't get all "We are the world" on me either.

When this is over, I'm still gonna shoot you.

Come on, man, ebony and ivory.

Shit, I think he puked. He's puked or he's dead.

Oh, yeah, he puked.

Hey.

Ah, I'm gonna fucking kill you both.

This might take a while. STIG: I got all day, partner. Hold on.

[FARTS]

Let me put that in there with you. Put that on you.

So, partner, how you wanna do this?

I like that, it's got a nice roll off your tongue.

We're not that close. Don't kumbaya with me. Don't kumbaya.

I'm gonna get my bucket and towel and waterboard his ass.

We gotta give him a chance to talk. You got anything to say?

I hope you guys like the taste of balls

because I'm gonna chop yours off, stuff them in your mouths.

See?

Or maybe I'll put yours in his and his in yours.

Want me to get the bucket? Kumbaya.

[LAUGHS]

So why were you putting so much money in Tres Cruces?

It's Tres Cruces.

We thought you just stashed a little cash there

until we robbed the place, found 40 million. Why is that?

You robbed Tres Cruces.

That's correct. Why is that?

[LAUGHING]

That's funny, huh?

You're dead.

Yeah, that is funny, isn't it? You're both dead.

And I didn't even have to kill you.

I thought you were sharp. "I-know-a-guy" Bobby.

But you...

You just ripped off the CIA.

[CHUCKLES]

The CIA?

The CIA.

Why would he have money in the same bank as the CIA?

Why would you have money in the same bank as the CIA?

I don't have shit in that bank.

The only money I deliver to Tres Cruces

is a payment. To the CIA?

The CIA. They take 7 percent of my revenue.

In return, they let me use their planes so I can get my shit across the border.

[CHUCKLES]

I could do it a lot cheaper, but there was really no negotiations.

You know...

they take it from all the cartels.

Bullshit.

Okay.

They're still gonna kill you.

[GARAGE DOOR WHIRRING]

[GUN COCKS]

Bobby?

You said stop by anytime.

You kidnapped a drug kingpin. That's correct.

Papi Greco! And you tied him up in my garage!

Sorry. What do you...?

[BOTTLES RATTLING]

You mind if I swipe a yogurt?

Yeah, sure. Please. Help yourself to anything. Take whatever you want.

It's just a yogurt.

But it's her yogurt. Just put it back.

Please.

Are you two like ex-boyfriend and girlfriend?

Actually, you know what? We never put a name on it.

You broke his heart or he broke yours?

Wow. This guy will really ask anyone anything.

Why don't you go and check on Papi?

What do you see in this guy?

DEB: I could go on for hours, but I don't know you,

and I don't think this is the time for us to have this conversation.

So daddy issues, huh? Daddy.

Garage. Papi. Go.

I get it now. Go to the garage.

Can I have the yogurt? You can have the yogurt. Here.

I don't like her. You don't get a vote.

I'm gonna watch her.

DEB: Bobby. What are you doing?

Are you 100 percent sure you can trust this guy?

No. But he's all the help I got.

Jessup's dead.

The money we stole was CIA money. They came looking for it.

I'm sorry, Deb, I didn't mean to get you involved in all this.

[♪♪♪]

You okay?

[DOOR OPENS]

[LIGHTS BUZZING]

What are you smirking at?

You know, I've been racking my brain trying to figure out who you look like.

And it finally dawned on me.

You look like a Mexican Albert Einstein.

Minus the genius factor, obviously.

You want some yogurt?

Payback's a bitch.

[GRUNTS]

That's for Little Toro.

[♪♪♪]

[LIGHTS BUZZING]

[GRUNTING]

[♪♪♪]

[BOTH YELL]

Stig.

[STIG GRUNTS]

[SILENCED GUNSHOTS]

LUCAS: Stig!

Pack it up! QUINCE: Move it, move it!

[GUNSHOTS CONTINUE]

Stig. The one and only.

That your people? Do you have to say it like that?

They're your people, right?

Technically, but I thought you were my people now.

Two taps, we'll hit the garage. On go.

Okay. On your go. Go!

[ENGINE STARTS]

[GUNSHOTS]

Fuck.

DEB: What was that about? That was messed up.

DEB: What the hell is going on? I don't know.

I don't know.

Give me your phone, now. Aah!

I'll take the car too. Get out. Get out!

WOMAN: Oh, my God.

[PAPI SPEAKS IN SPANISH]

Está en un grey Charger.

[SPEAKING IN SPANISH]

How did Stig's people know to come to your house?

I don't know. They must have followed you.

I don't think so.

We would've seen them. We should've seen them.

How'd they know to come to your house? Huh?

[♪♪♪]

Why were they at your house, Debbie?

Oh, no. You serious?

Bobby...

[TYRES SCREECHING]

[DEB GROANS]

[VEHICLES APPROACHING]

[MEN SPEAKING IN SPANISH]

MAN: Out of the car, gabacho.

Hurry up.

You fucked up now, ése.

On your knees.

[♪♪♪]

I know some guys too, Bobby.

Bag them up. Let's take them home.

[CHICKENS CLUCKING]

Do you wanna talk about it? No.

You sure? Yeah, I'm sure.

I told you I didn't like her, man. Shut up.

What are you getting mad at me for? Because you talk too much.

What did I ever do to you? Besides shoot me?

You're a "misanthorpe."

It's "misanthrope." I'm a misanthrope.

Did you know what I meant to say? No. What did you mean to say?

That you don't like people. Shut up.

[MAN SPEAKING IN SPANISH]

[STIG SIGHS]

Time for my massage.

Yeah. I'll have housekeeping clean up your bed.

[BULL BELLOWING]

Oh, shit.

PAPI: My grandfather cut cane for 30 years every day and never got a blister.

[ZIPPER ZIPS]

Says it smells like hell,

toughens the hands.

You know what I like about this?

Not only do I get to take my time with you guys,

but this time, I don't have to worry about leaving any marks.

Don't put your hands on me, man.

Unh! Shit. What did you say?

Just don't put those pissy hands on me, man.

[GRUNTING]

PAPI: You ain't got a home, Bobby.

DEA doesn't want you around.

Not with your sins.

Payback's a bitch.

You smell like warm Corona, man.

[GRUNTING]

You remember my prize breeding bull.

With cojones the size of coconuts.

You wanna see him?

No, it's okay. We can see good from here.

Adiós, Bobby.

STIG: No, no.

[GRUNTING]

[BULL BELLOWS AND STIG YELLS]

STIG: Shit!

[STIG & BOBBY YELLING]

Forty-three million dollars!

It's everything we stole from the CIA. You let us go, we'll bring it to you.

[SPEAKING IN SPANISH]

[MAN WHISTLES]

I got the money. What are you talking about?

I got it. You don't have it!

I know. He doesn't know that.

I know you don't, because I have it. You have it? Where is it?

Corpus Christi Naval Air Station. Don't tell me. Tell him.

[GRUNTS]

Oh, shit!

Where is it?

Commander Quince's safe! Corpus Christi Naval Air Station!

[SPEAKS IN SPANISH]

The guy's pissing on us and you're asking if we should tell him.

If that's the truth, I might as well just kill you now.

[WHISPERING INDISTINCTLY]

[WOMAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY IN SPANISH]

[IN SPANISH] Take my daughters to the other room.

[WOMAN SPEAKING IN SPANISH]

I had a run-in with a couple boys out of your organisation.

[IN ENGLISH] Hello, Earl.

Mr. Bobby Beans and Mr. Michael Stigman.

Well, they're not from my organisation.

They're freelancers.

And Bobby Beans is undercover DEA.

And Mr. Stigman's AWOL U.S. Navy.

They stole 43.125 million from the Tres Cruces.

We want it back.

Is there a finder's fee?

Fee is we let you continue to do business.

Fee is we don't raise our cut from 7 percent to 20.

The fee is we don't come down here

with a squad of Apache A-6 helicopters

and wipe you off the face of the earth.

You like my country weak and corrupt, don't you?

So you can buy your cheap crap at the mall.

Well, Earl, I'm not cheap.

Is this about pride, Manny?

About machismo?

Prove you got a big Mexican cock?

Well, your cock is huge. It's massive.

And I, I'm in awe of your cock. So what?

You're still a drug dealer.

And I'm still the government of the United States.

It's a free market, Manny.

Not a free world.

I'll take a look. Hard! You'll look hard.

Under every rock in Mexico.

EARL: Let's get out of this shithole.

[IN SPANISH] Get those assholes in the chicken coop cleaned up.

[SPEAKS IN SPANISH]

If the guero's really U.S. Navy,

you and I just might get 43 million dollars richer.

[IN SPANISH] What about our friend from the CIA?

He can go fuck his mother.

I like it, boss.

[IN ENGLISH] I've decided to let you bring me the 43 million.

The truck will take you north to the border.

From there, you'll cross on foot with the coyotes.

If it's all the same, we'd rather drive. With everybody looking for you,

they'd pull you out of line in two seconds.

Go the way you force my people.

How are we supposed to bring back the money?

I'll meet you north of the border in 24 hours.

Now, I'm trusting you to fulfil your part of the bargain.

[WHISTLES]

[♪♪♪]

[GUNS COCK]

PAPI: Hey, Bobby.

You got 24 hours to bring me the money.

Or I'm gonna shoot her right in the head.

Then I'm gonna find you,

and I'm gonna gut you like a pig!

[DANGER MOUSE & DANIELE LUPPI'S (FEAT. JACK WHITE) "TWO AGAINST ONE" PLAYING]

[DANGER MOUSE & DANIELE LUPPI'S (FEAT. JACK WHITE) "TWO AGAINST ONE" PLAYING]

♪ Make no mistake I don't do anything for free ♪

♪ I keep my enemies closer than My mirror ever gets to me ♪

♪ And if you think that There is shelter in this attitude ♪

♪ Wait till you feel The warmth of my gratitude ♪

♪ One, I get the feeling That it's two against one ♪

♪ I'm already fighting me So what's another one? ♪

♪ The mirror is a trigger And your mouth's a gun ♪

♪ Lucky for me I'm not the only one ♪

♪ And if it looks to me Like you and your reflection ♪

♪ Plan to add your own fight To this dimension ♪

♪ Then tell it that This ain't no free-for-all to see ♪

♪ There's only three It's just you and me against me ♪

♪ One, I get the feeling That it's two against one ♪

Stig!

♪ I'm already fighting me So what's another one? ♪

[GRUNTS]

♪ The mirror is a trigger And your mouth's a gun

♪ Lucky for me I'm not the only one ♪

♪ Lucky for me I'm not the only one ♪

♪ One, I get the feeling That it's two against one ♪

♪ I'm already fighting me So what's another one? ♪

When this is over, I'm still gonna shoot you.

Whatever it takes, Bobby.

♪ One, I get the feeling That it's two against one ♪♪

STIG: Pick one. I can get in anything. What about the Audi?

No, I don't do German, okay? Locks are tricky, too many alarms.

Okay. Suburban?

It's gonna get like two miles a gallon. I ain't paying for all that gas.

For a car thief, you are particular.

I'll break into the Honda.

I look like I'm gonna ride in a Honda? You could.

You could pick something with class.

We're breaking onto a high-security Navy base, okay?

It ain't no Les Miserables for you tonight.

Les Misérables!

Oh, man, whatever the fuck, man. Don't remind me.

Look, it's not my fault Quince took the money back to the base.

You said you took the money back. No, I never said that.

So the money could be anywhere.

It could be in East Jabip, the Cayman Islands...

The money is on the base. I gave it to Commander Quince,

and he told the guys to take it back to the base.

Right before he tried to kill you.

That doesn't mean he's lying about the base.

Not everybody's as paranoid as you, Bobby. Jeez.

What about the Prius? You like the Prius?

Camino Real. Yeah, it's a hotel.

I met Debbie at the Camino Real. No shit?

Yeah. What was she doing there?

She said she was there to meet her boyfriend, Harvey.

Wait. Your girlfriend has a boyfriend? She's not my girlfriend.

Holy shit.

Yeah, just pick a car.

Right here.

You picked that one?

Yeah.

Fuck you want, a fucking Bentley?

I got it.

[♪♪♪]

[DOOR BELL DINGS]

WOMAN: Hi. Hey.

[POP MUSIC PLAYING ON RADIO]

Crazy question:

You wouldn't have anybody knows how to fix a snowmobile?

I don't think so.

Would you check for me? I really need it fixed by tonight.

Why, a big storm coming? You never can be too sure.

I'll be right back.

Up with that? What?

She smiled at you, you didn't wink at her?

I don't wink at every woman I see.

Snowmobile in Texas, huh?

You must be in some serious shit, sailor.

You got yourself a new claw, huh?

Give me claw. Give it a pound.

It's a beaut. You still got my rainy-day stash?

Yeah.

See you later, Stig.

All right.

STIG: You know what they say,

talk softly and carry an M-4 with a grenade launcher.

BOBBY: Wow.

Which one you want?

This one.

What's your plan for getting on the base?

I'm working on it.

I'm working on it.

[♪♪♪]

Once we get to the command building, Quince's office is first floor.

If he's not in the field, that's where he lives 18 hours a day.

You still haven't told me what the plan is to get through the gate.

I'm capable of coming up with a plan. I'm not saying you're not.

You haven't told me. What is it? I'm working on it.

Better work faster.

Much faster.

GUARD 1: Move it up. Quickly.

Fuck it.

GUARD 1: Halt! He's going through!

That fast enough for you?

[HORN HONKS]

Shit!

GUARD 1: Let's go! Let's go! GUARD 2: On the radio now!

GUARD 3: Move it!

[SIRENS WAILING]

That was your plan? We're on the base, aren't we?

Nobody in their right mind breaks into a naval base.

That's why it's a brilliant plan.

You should've seen your face. Damn, they were surprised.

Your stop coming up. I'll play decoy, try to get to the admiral.

Things go wrong, I'll see you back at the boat yard.

Things ain't going wrong. I'm getting a medal.

I get to the admiral, I'm getting a medal. Watch.

You're gonna wish me luck?

Come on, man, let's hear it! Good luck.

Quince's office at the end of the hall. Remember, first floor, end of the hall!

[SIRENS WAILING]

[HORN HONKING]

GUARD 1: Halt! Stop where you are!

We have a breach at Status Hall!

GUARD 2: Go, go, go!

Up the stairs!

Sir, Petty Officer Michael Stigman, ID number 540333.

Wait a minute, what's the problem? STIG: Shit, I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to do that to you, man. Sir.

I been in service 12 years. I've never stepped foot in an officers' mess.

Please, sir, it's an emergency.

Stand outside, please.

Leave us alone. Thank you, sir.

Hey, I'm really sorry about that. I didn't mean to hit you like that.

I'm listening, sailor. Sit.

Thank you, sir.

QUINCE: Try the admiral again for me. WOMAN: Yes, sir.

[♪♪♪]

[SIREN WAILING IN DISTANCE]

ADMIRAL: And you believed this stolen money would be used to fight drug cartels?

I thought the orders came down the valid chain of command.

Blind loyalty is not loyalty.

I know that, sir, and that's why I'm here.

You've shown a lot of tenacity and a lot of guts bringing this to me.

Thank you, sir. That means the world coming from you.

Unfortunately, there's nothing I can do for you.

Of course. You can lock down the base.

You can arrest Commander Quince.

The United States Navy does not rob banks.

Its personnel did not rob a bank.

I'm not gonna tarnish the integrity of the Navy over one crooked sailor.

If there was money taken from the bank

that was part of an illegal CIA slush fund,

the Navy had no knowledge the fund existed.

Your jacket has you six months AWOL?

Yes, sir.

It's gonna stay that way.

Commander Quince's jacket

will likewise be amended so he's also AWOL,

making none of this the Navy's problem.

Sir, this isn't right.

Well, I'd offer more,

but when the hand has gangrene, you chop it off to save the body.

You don't keep the pinkie around just because it meant well.

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[DOOR OPENS]

Have Petty Officer Stigman dropped outside the main gate.

He sets foot on a military base anywhere in the world...

I want him shot.

This is bullshit. Men like me fight and die on the orders of men like you!

Without us, those stars on your shoulder are a fucking costume!

Open the safe.

Your boss know you're doing this? Open it.

Or did the CIA kill her like they did Jessup?

What's it to you? I don't like loose ends.

Neither do I...

Harvey.

Huh?

Well, my mother named me Harold.

I like Harvey. Harvey has a nice ring to it.

Don't you like Harvey?

I don't know what you're saying. Yes, you do.

Been to the Camino Real Hotel lately? Open the safe.

[SAFE KEYPAD BEEPING]

GUARD 1: Staging area cleared up! GUARD 2: Bring it through!

Where's the money? You tell me where Deb is.

She's getting her nails done. Where is the money?

I don't know.

All right, tell me what you do know.

Your girl found out where the CIA was stashing the money

right about when I did.

When I told her that we could get away with the money

by setting you and Stigman up, she didn't even blink.

Don't lie to me.

Was she that unhappy, Bobby?

[GRUNTING]

Where is the money? Don't lie to me.

You think I'd keep it here with you and Stigman still alive?

Come on, Bobby.

You gave it to her, didn't you?

Didn't you?

Commander. Back up.

MAN 1: Go, go, go, go! MAN 2: On your six!

MAN 3: Move, move, move!

[♪♪♪]

[MEN SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY]

MAN 4 [OVER PA]: All personnel evacuate the building.

All personnel evacuate the building.

MAN 5: Take the back, in that alley! MAN 6: Go to the front! Let's go!

[ALARM WAILING]

MAN 7: This way! Come on, let's move!

Come on, come on! Find him!

[ALARM CONTINUES WAILING]

[♪♪♪]

[FOOD SIZZLING]

MAN 1: Clear!

MAN 2: Clear!

[ALARM WAILING]

[MAN SCREAMS]

You okay?

Come on, let's go.

[CLATTERING AND EXPLOSIONS]

[♪♪♪]

[COUGHING]

You okay, sir? Yeah, I'm fine.

MAN: Work off the standpipe!

This is really good barbecue.

You don't want to regret not trying it.

Why don't you stop wasting my time and just kill me?

Even if Bobby was coming with the money,

you'd still kill us both.

But he's not coming.

He'll be here.

No.

He won't.

You think he's just gonna let you die?

You think it was a coincidence

the Navy came looking for Bobby at my house?

If I couldn't have Bobby, at least I'd have half of 43 million.

You set up Bobby Beans.

I wouldn't be coming for you either.

Where's the money?

Come on. I don't know.

Gone, out of the country.

It's certainly not on a Navy base, Papi.

Where does that leave you?

Exactly where I deserve to be.

[CELL PHONE VIBRATING]

Yeah. PAPI: Bobby.

You're late.

I got the money.

I don't believe you.

No, I got it.

Believe me, I got it. I'll bring it to you.

Where are you?

Hi, Bobby.

Debbie?

Can he hear us?

Just hang up the phone and run.

Okay, listen to me.

Tell him I got the money.

Hang up the phone.

It's not your fault. Just... Debbie,

tell him I have the money. Okay?

And I know you know where the money is.

Just tell him I have it.

Debbie, listen to me.

I'm sorry.

I really meant to love you.

Debbie.

Where are you? Debbie, where are you?

Where are you? Debbie?

Hello?

Hello?

[GUNSHOT OVER PHONE]

Hello?

[LINE DISCONNECTS]

Hello? Ahem. Debbie? Uh...

[SOFTLY] Wait a minute, I got the money.

[DOOR BELL DINGS]

[CLEARS THROAT]

What'd they say? What'd the admiral say?

Admiral washed his hands of the whole thing.

Navy turned their back. Where is the money?

There was no money, Stig.

What? There was no money.

Of course there is. I gave Quince the money.

And Quince gave it to Deb, and Deb is dead.

Papi killed her.

Fuck him.

Let's go down to Mexico.

We'll lure them all down, then take every one of them out. Kill them all.

And then what?

Quince and Papi would be dead. And then what?

You wanna let them skate? You don't get it, do you?

God bless you, you still think there's some kind of code. There is no code.

You followed every order the Navy gave, they kicked you in the teeth.

There is no code, Stig. No one fights for the Navy, okay?

It's not about the Navy. You fight for the guy that's fighting next to you.

That doesn't mean anything to you?

[STIG SCOFFS]

I'm going to Mexico.

Oh, and just so you know, my code, my code saved your life.

Three inches between your heart and shoulder.

My bullet goes three inches left, you'd be dead.

I wouldn't be here. Quince decided to kill me because I let you live.

Oh, what, you think I missed? Huh?

Is that what you think? You think I missed?

When have you ever seen me miss?

You stay here. I'm going to Mexico.

[DOOR OPENS THEN CLOSES]

[♪♪♪]

[KNOCKING ON FLOOR]

[♪♪♪]

Our deal still stand?

I give you the money, I walk away clean?

[STIG SPEAKS IN SPANISH]

Looks like you had a banner morning. PAPI: You better have my money.

Right here. Every penny.

Where's Bobby?

We had a philosophical falling-out.

Open your trunk.

I want your word that you and your boys, Julio, all of them,

you'll help me kill Commander Quince. Who's Commander Quince?

[GUNSHOTS]

That's him.

[MEN SHOUTING IN SPANISH]

Mr. Stigman, you promised me $43 million

for killing everyone on this ranch. Got the money right here, sir.

I promised Papi the 43 million too. You two are gonna have to duke it out.

Maybe he and I'll just kill you instead

and split the money. What do you say, Papi?

Fifty percent of 40 million?

Better than 100 percent dead, right?

He'll double-cross you. Minute your back is turned, bullet in the head.

Fifty-fifty.

The guy up on the roof says 60-40.

He ain't got a trustworthy bone in his body.

I came back, didn't I?

[HELICOPTER WHIRRING]

[GUNSHOTS]

[MEN SHOUTING IN SPANISH]

Fucking CIA.

Red rover, red rover.

Whoever's got my 43.125 million better come the fuck on out.

You offer him the money too?

I didn't call him. It's in the trunk!

Why the fuck did you tell him that?

[SPEAKS IN SPANISH]

EARL: Thank you, commander.

Mr. Stigman, come on out and open the trunk.

Nice and slow, now.

[CAR HORN HONKING]

EARL: Well, what do we got here?

Sounds like a Mexican wedding.

[HONKING CONTINUES]

[♪♪♪]

Is that my '64 Impala?

That's correct.

I told you.

I know a guy.

Now...

who wants to see $43 million?

For a minute there, I thought you had me chasing my tail.

You want to count it?

If you're shorting me, I know where to find you.

So we're good? Did I not give you my word?

That's right. Then don't treat me like an asshole.

I'll try my best.

You and Mr. Stigman are free to go. BOBBY: Yes, sir.

EARL: I trust you can find your way home.

That's right. Let's go. What are you doing?

STIG: I'm not gonna let him get away with the money.

I hate these teeth. They're not gonna let us go.

I got a plan.

I got my grenade launcher, I got my M-4.

I'm capable of coming up with a plan. It better be a goddamn good one.

It's a good plan. Make it rain.

[REMOTE CONTROL BEEPS]

[GRUNTS]

[♪♪♪]

That was your plan? To blow up $43 million?

Yeah, that's why it's a brilliant plan. Nobody expected it.

Go.

[MOOING]

[GUNSHOT]

[GUNSHOT]

QUINCE: Come on, move it!

Move, you dumb assholes! Move it!

You coming?

[GUNSHOTS]

Go ahead, I'll be right behind you.

Don't miss. I never miss!

[GRUNTS]

Told you.

[GRUNTS]

[BELLOWING]

BOBBY: Stig.

Stig!

Don't do it. Don't do it.

Playtime's over.

No more fucking around.

Now...

drop your weapon.

Tell Mr. Stigman to do the same. BOBBY: You tell him.

EARL: It's real simple.

We can all make a deal or we can all die.

I'm not making any deals.

EARL: Talk to your man, Bobby.

Be the smart one.

You think Tres Cruces is the only stash we got?

We got 20 more.

We got money everywhere.

You're not gonna change a damn thing.

Stig? Yeah?

You're my people, right?

That's correct.

Unh! Aah!

[EARL GRUNTING]

[EXHALES]

You good?

Never better.

We're not people, though.

This makes us family.

All right, brother.

STIG: Hey, Señor Einstein, you're looking kind of fucked up sitting there, man.

You all right?

[♪♪♪]

Mow my lawn.

[♪♪♪]

[STIG SPEAKING IN SPANISH]

STIG: Well, you know what was so cool? You rolling in on that '64 Impala.

I mean, you looked badass, man. BOBBY: Oh, yeah, that's right.

Oh, listen, one more thing, one more thing.

STIG: What? BOBBY: Give me your gun.

Give me your gun.

STIG: Oh, you're not serious. BOBBY: Yes, I am.

Thank you. You're doing this

after everything we've been through? Arm or leg?

This is not gonna make you feel better.

Leg, there's more flesh, there's not as much bone.

The arm will... Know what you are? You're a petty...

Oh, fucking son of a bitch!

Hurts, doesn't it? You know you could've killed me?

Three more inches to the left, you wouldn't be winking at waitresses.

I'd still wink, I just wouldn't be able to do anything.

I don't miss. I never miss. When's the last time you saw me miss?

You gonna carry my ass all the way the fuck home.

Oh, shit, man. This burns.

BOBBY: Ha-ha-ha. That's correct.

[STIG GRUNTS]

STIG: You know, I shot you when I didn't know who you were.

Before we were family.

There's a difference. BOBBY: We're family now.

I shot you because I know who you are.

STIG: That ain't right.

[♪♪♪]

They definitely got the look.

Assholes in windshield sunglasses, practically CIA uniform.

Can I get you boys anything else?

Are your doughnuts any good?

Tell you the truth, they're pretty lousy.

Can't tell you how happy we are to hear that.

You take care. I saw that.

Saw what? You winked.

That's a twitch. Yeah, right.

For a guy who just blew up $43 million,

all of a sudden you're a generous tipper.

Who said I blew up $43 million?

What are you saying? What are you hearing?

I'm hearing something. You're saying something.

If you're hearing it,

it's because you're hearing it, not because I'm saying it.

How much did you keep?

Two million?

That's like one each.

Oh, so now you get half?

Well, I shot half the guys. So?

Two million?

[THE UNKNOWN'S "ARE YOU READY FOR ME" PLAYING]

♪ Fly like a bird of prey Run like the light of day ♪

♪ My blood, my sweat, your tears I'm the sum of all your greatest fears ♪

♪ I'm rising like the sun To light up everyone ♪

♪ When you hear me shout You gonna feel the sound ♪

♪ I'm gonna turn it up Gonna take you down ♪

♪ Are you ready for me? ♪

♪ Are you ready for me? ♪

♪ Are you ready for me? ♪

♪ Do anything it takes Go till my body breaks ♪

♪ My blood, my sweat, your tears I'll be running this show for years ♪

♪ I'm burning like the sun To light up everyone ♪

♪ When you hear me shout You're gonna feel the sound ♪

♪ I'm gonna turn it up Gonna take you down ♪

♪ Are you ready? ♪

♪ Are you ready for me?

♪ Are you ready? ♪

♪ Are you ready for me? ♪

♪ Are you ready? ♪

♪ Are you ready for me? ♪

♪ Are you ready? ♪

♪ Are you ready for me? ♪

♪ Are you ready? ♪

♪ Are you ready for me? ♪

♪ Are you ready? ♪

♪ Are you ready for me? ♪

♪ Are you ready? ♪

♪ Are you ready? ♪

♪ Are you ready for me? ♪

♪ Are you ready? ♪

♪ Are you ready for me? ♪

♪ Are you ready for me? ♪♪

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