After The Sunset Page #6
I have no idea
what you're talking about.
Right.
- Good night, old-timer.
- Eat sh*t.
What the hell is that?
There is an intruder
in Storage Facility B.
- Attempted break-in in progress.
- Son of a b*tch!
All security
to Storage Facility B.
Hey. Max.
What's up?
Where are you?
Oh, I'm somewhere inside the ship.
Oh, yeah, me too.
Thanks, that helps a lot.
Max, did you say
you were inside the ship?
Yeah, it's amazing.
Hmm. Really?
What do you see?
It's pretty dark.
I think I'm in the captain's quarters.
That's interesting.
Max, suddenly I don't feel like
having an umbrella drink.
I'm beginning to think we're gonna
go home empty-handed.
Where are you, Max?
I'm gonna come hunt with you a while.
I'm coming to you.
How you see me?
I cut the red wire.
Ah, nice work, genius.
You cut the heating to the Jacuzzi.
Max. You at the stern?
Max?
Stan Lloyd to Max Burdett.
Come in.
Who'd he think he was,
the Invisible Man?
Dear God.
Sh*t.
It was a diversion.
Get back to the diamond!
Max. Where are you?
Will you answer me?
Hello!
There!
He's in the vents!
He got the diamond!
Max, what was that?
Max!
I think he left his radio.
I thought I heard
something else.
Where'd you go?
Is something wrong?
Nice costume.
- Thanks.
- You're welcome.
Party all the time.
Party all the time
Party all the time
My girl wants
to party all the time...
Go back to your cabin, please.
Aha, there you are!
Hey, Max, come on.
Last night we were spooning.
Now you're running away?
Come on!
Yoo-hoo, Max.
Oh, I get it.
A little hide-and-seek.
Like I told you on the boat,
I caught 'em all.
You're good,
but you're not that good.
You know what they say...
the FBI always gets their man.
M ax
I'm having an air problem!
Stan, are you okay?
I can't breathe! Help!
Where are you, Stan?
I'm coming, Stan.
It's okay, Stan.
I'm right here.
Take off your mask.
I got him, honey.
I'm right here.
You're okay, Stan.
Nothing to worry about, partner.
I saw my life flash
before my eyes.
Leave it to me to get
the faulty regulator.
You know,
I never dove before.
- I would like to propose a toast.
- What are we celebrating?
Retirement.
- I'll drink to that.
- Good.
Hello.
What?
How?
- What's wrong?
- The diamond's been stolen.
- What?
- Half an hour ago.
You set us up.
Come on.
This whole thing.
You got your perfect alibi... me.
Hey.
Get your hands up.
Are you serious?
No wonder you just retired.
You don't have
anything left to steal.
I've got to get to the ship.
You couldn't resist, could you?
You had to screw me
one last time.
You had to make an ass
out of me!
Hey, Lola.
Lola, wait.
Hey.
You really did save me down there.
I'm sorry I kept you in the dark.
I was only trying to protect you.
How generous of you.
You were right, you know.
I couldn't do it without you.
You gotta admit, though,
the look on Stan's face was sheer poetry.
Shut up, Max.
Hey.
Lola, please.
Max, I helped you
because I love you.
But now I'm leaving you.
Lola, I thought you'd
appreciate how I did it,
you of all people.
Hey, hey.
I do.
It was a smart plan, Max.
You're a great thief.
But I want a great man.
Lola.
Move inside.
What, you thought this was over?
Turn around!
I tried to deal with you
from an elevated place, man,
appeal to your intellect,
spit poetry and sh*t at you.
But no, man, you had to bring me
down to the gutter.
Where is the diamond?
- She's got nothing to do with this.
- Oh, she does now.
You kill my dog,
I'm gonna slay your cat.
Don't get...
Aah!
Nice throw, b*tch!
No!
Where'd you come from?
He asked me to help him steal it
a week ago. I turned him down.
He must have stolen it himself,
then he came back here
to make sure there were no loose ends.
So why didn't you come to me,
tell me what they were planning?
He said he'd kill us.
You wouldn't have believed him anyway.
You thought Moor was
the Second Coming for this island.
Don't tell me
what I think, woman.
- Where's the diamond?
- I have no idea.
- They were trying to frame us.
- Are we finished here?
You know, I don't believe a word
of what you're saying.
I know.
Don't leave.
Good luck, Max.
Lola, wait.
Hear me out.
It's not gonna work, Max.
Not this time.
I know it's too late,
but I finally wrote them. See?
Lots of words.
But I don't need to read them
because I know it by heart.
I've spent my whole life chasing things
which I thought were valuable,
when the only thing I really cared for
was right in front of me all along.
You are my heart, Lola.
From this moment on,
you are my only jewel.
I want a life
filled with sunsets.
And I never wanna watch
one of them without you, not ever.
The first diamond I've ever bought.
I love you, Lola Cirillo.
Marry me.
- On one condition.
- Anything.
I want the receipt.
Here you go, Luc.
- Thank you.
- Thank you.
Jack on the rocks, with an umbrella.
What the hell, I'm celebrating.
Forget the Jack on the rocks,
let's have remoras all around.
Remoras all around.
Stanley, what the hell
are you doing here?
Well, I thought I'd stick around.
Oh, yeah, look familiar?
Treated myself,
maxed out the credit card.
But it suits me,
don't you think?
Well, it must take a bite
out of a government salary.
Ah, I can afford it all right.
Come on, let's sip
our remoras and talk, shall we?
I thought you said
these things have a kick.
Luc, what's in this?
Orange juice, mango juice,
grenadine, and coconut milk.
No liquor?
Nada.
I love these remoras!
Bartender, give me another!
You tell anyone I tucked him in,
I'll kill you.
- Sure thing, Mr. Burdett.
- Call me Max.
- Max.
- Okay.
You know,
I really like that cove.
Are you okay?
'Cause you don't look too good.
As an underwater enthusiast, you should
know what a remora really is, Max.
A remora is
kind of a stowaway,
a suckerfish that sticks
to the shark's body and feeds off it.
The shark does all the work,
but the remora gets the spoils.
You did it, Stan.
Right from the start.
It's the only one
you two haven't stolen.
You set me up.
I revel in it.
I revel in it!
Could it be that the great
No, I didn't.
I got Lola.
Congratulations, Stan.
My plane takes off
in ten minutes.
Tomorrow morning the bidding
will start at $30 million,
and if I were you,
I'd bring cash.
You win some,
you lose some.
We still have the sunsets.
Yeah.
Don't worry,
one day you'll find a hobby.
You know,
Bye-bye, paradise.
No.
No!
Max!
No, you bastard!
Last time, right, Max?
Last time.
You son of a b*tch!
Max!
If you want it,
come and get it
I've got it
Oh, whoa
If you need it,
come and get it
I've got it
Oh, whoa
If you want it,
come and get it
I've got it
Oh, whoa
If you need it,
come and get it
I've got it
Ahh
I'm a pro
when it comes to the getaway
So don't even
try to follow me
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