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- Hello.

- The Cavern. one hour.

- Come in the back.

- okay.

Hey, Lukas...

Pick me up some cigarettes, okay?

Where's the fast-talking ganster?

We won't wait for him.

- Hey!

- It's about f***ing time.

Sophie, your gear's by the door.

Let's get a move on.

Where's my gear?

Hey! Sweetheart.

Are you f***ing coming or what?

Let's do it.

- What the f*** are you doing?

- C'mon. Get down right there.

- Why is his blindfold off?

- Huh?

I said, why is his blindfold off?

Not now man. Not now.

Give me your hands.

Why the f*** is this a**hole's blindfold off?

Hey...

... sweetheart, that's a witness.

- Don't f*** with me, okay?

- Don't f*** with you?

Where's Lukas?

- That's a f***ing witness!

- Where's Lukas?!

- Downstairs.

- okay, I'm going downstairs.

Don't do anything. I'm coming back.

I'll be waiting.

You're going in, aren't you?

Police officers are dead, Jack.

I got a renegade cop inside,

and nobody including you can

tell me what he's thinking.

I know what he's thinking, Dan.

He's a cop. For crying out loud,

he's a cop like you and me.

He's nothing like me.

Alright, alright, alright.

Look, Dan, I know I'm asking you...

to choke down a sh*t sandwich here.

For crying out loud,

I helped butterthe bread.

But trust me.

My man is on the job.

I stake my reputation on it.

You're not staking your reputation,

Jack. You're staking mine.

Tennetti, you ready to go?

- I'm standing by, sir.

- Wait for my signal.

I'm standing in position.

Your boy's got 5 minutes, Jack.

And not a second more.

- Haven't you done enough?

- Why don't you let us go?

- You got what you came for.

- It's almost overJudy. Please.

- Judy, shut up.

- I'm not just here forthe money.

oh yeah, you're really tough.

- Look, Judy! Just stay calm, alright?

- We're gonna be alright. I promise.

- Yeah, listen to banker boy.

- 3 women blindfolded...

- Amateur!

- I'm trying to count, alright.

- Just shut you f***ing mouth.

- You're pathetic!

- Judy, please!

- He doesn't know what he's doing!

- We've been here forever!

- Don't antagonize him.

- You're really tough.

- Just stay calm, alright?

- oh yeah, you're a big man.

- You're such a joke.

- Just take the money and go!

- Shut yourfucking mouth!

- Leave her alone, alright!

- Don't touch her!

ooh!

Judy! It's okay.

- Just run, Judy, run!

- Stop playing...

- ...hard to get.

- Ah! oh!

- Where you going?

- Leave me alone!

I think you should kiss it better.

Ha! Ha! Ha!

- So was it worth it? Huh?

- Was all this sh*t worth it?

And then some.

It's the Euro, the designs

forthe hard currency.

- What? Counterfeiting?

- Mm hm.

You're bullshitting me, right?

You're bullshitting me.

With the technology nowadays,

you can't photocopy this kinda

sh*t. Come on.

That's true, but France

hasn't dedicated any money...

to upgrading their

printing processes.

That means that all

the member countries...

must adhere to the

oldertechnologies.

Easily forgeable technologies.

- You'll never get away with it.

- We already have.

How will they know what to look for when

they don't even know it's been stolen?

Because I'll tell 'em. I can't

let you get away with it.

Ha! Don't you think it's

a little late to become a cop?

No.

No. There is no door,

...is there? There is no way out.

I wouldn't know.

First positions.

oh God!

oh my God!

Aah, no!

Relax. Come here, baby.

Aah!

- Aah! oh my God.

- Shh...

- oh my God!

- Shh, shh...

- No!

- Shh... Shh...

oh God!

Don't do that, alright?

Rule number 1 in a difficult situation:

don't panic.

Keep your head...

... even when all those

around you are losing theirs.

okay?

Relax, relax, relax.

- No! No!

- Shh. Shh.

Look at me. Look at me!

Relax.

It's okay.I'll be gentle with you.

You are so beautiful.

- No! No!

- okay.

I said relax.

I'll do it rough.

I don't give a f***, baby.

It's up to you.

Relax. It's your choice.

What do you want?

You want to get hurt?

You know they say...

... that in time hostages

start to sympathize...

with their captors.

oh yeah?

- Yeah.

- You're f***ing crazy.

Sometimes they even fall in love.

It's called a Patty Hearst Syndrome.

No, it's called...

the Stockholm Syndrome...

you sick f***ing animal!

You okay, Judy?

So all of us:
Lukas, Cisco, me,

we're just the f***ing

patsies, right?

We're meant to take

the fall forthis.

The more things go wrong

up there, the better.

Just a bunch of dead bodies

to take the rap.

Right?!

I mean, no one was supposed

to make it out of here.

Right? Except maybe you.

Let me guess. You were gonna

pretend you were a hostage

just hiding down here

scared the whole f***ing time!

- What do you want from me?

- What do you want me to say?

You want me to say I'm sorry?

Yes, Seth. I used you

just like you used me,

but I gave you a choice.

You made your own decisions, Seth.

You're a big f***ing boy!

Now live with the consequences.

Just back the f*** up.

You sure you're cut out forthis?

- Yeah.

- You don't know how to use that thing.

- Uh-huh?

- I bet you didn't even check to see...

if the safety was off.

- Richie!

- You underestimate me.

I'm a cop.

Ahh!

- Banker boy! Watch this.

- ohh no!!

No! No, no. Listen to me.

- Don't kill her.

- You got a thing...

- ...forthe teller, don't you?

- oh God!

Well, I'm gonna kill somebody,

so who's it gonna be?

- oh no!

- Pick one, motherf***er!

- Who's it gonna be?

- oh my God!

Try me.

- oh well, well, well.

- Look who grew a pair.

oh God!

- Let her go, Cisco.

- Ahh!

You're under arrest, Cisco.

You are... under arrest.

You're a cop?

- F***! I can't believe it!

- oh God!

I usually got like a spidey

sense about f***in' pigs,

although to my credit,

I never did like you

from the get-go.

Back the f*** up!

Michael! Look at me.

When he drops the girl, you grab

her and take her out of here.

- Hey, what the f***, man!

- Ahh!

You talk like you hold the

cards. You got nothin' brother.

Michael! You grab her

and you take her out of here.

- oh no!

- Judy, it's gonna be okay.

- Nuh-uh.

- It's gonna be okay.

It's gonna be okay, Judy.

- Let her go.

- I don't take orders too well.

- Least of all from f***ing pigs!

- Trust him. It's gonna be okay.

Hey, you know what they say,

officer? You know what they say?

The only good cop's a dead cop? Huh?

- You know that? Ever heard that?

- ooh!

Like that one last night, brother.

I popped that motherf***er

from the hallway!

What was the address?

What was the address, sweetie?

- Aah!

- Twenty-two thirty-six...

Chancery Lane. Hey!

Maybe you knew him, huh?

Nah. What are the chances?

- Aah!

- Go! Go! Go!

Go, go, go, go, go!

Aarghgh!

F***in' pig!

- Aaaah!

- Ahhh!

Aaah!

Hey!

Clear!

It's over.

I killed Cisco...

and it's over.

- It's not too late.

- oh yes it is, Sophie. It's too late.

No, it's not. C'mon,

we can put it all behind us.

We were right.

You were right. C'mon.

- No.

- Yeah!

Aw geez... Sophie, you were right.

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