Band of Robbers Page #5

Let me see that.

Huck. Huck.

This is like

an old-timey treasure map.

I'm dreamt about stuff like this.

Talk about pirates!

I'll bet you anything that

these keys open up a safe

or a chest or...

something in a cave

marked on this map.

Why's the treasure in a grave?

There was no treasure in the grave. No.

This is what pirates do. They leave a

map or a code that needs to be ciphered.

This is typical, classic pirate bullshit.

Fell for it again.

Do you think Injun Joe was here?

Maybe.

But whoever was here,

they don't know where the

treasure is and we do.

We do.

You'll be coming with me. Now.

Station 1,

this is 6-Charlie-6.

We have a possible 211

at pawn shop on St. Petersburg.

Crap.

Ah, yes, yes.

Sh*t.

Freeze!

You are under arrest for

the robbing of this pawn shop.

You have the right

to remain silent.

Anything you say now could be held

against you in a court of law.

I got you.

Is no problem.

Don't come any closer, sir!

On the ground!

Hands in the air.

Please put your hands

in the air.

My family, seorita.

My family.

Is no problem.

Please.

Well, you do have a problem,

sir, I'm sorry to say.

Now,

I can help you find the number for a Spanish

lawyer that might be able to help you.

Uh...

Everything's going to be okay.

Don't move.

Here we go.

Here we go.

Come on.

Keep goin'.

Keep going.

Go on.

All the way to the back.

Go on.

Sir, I'd just like to say that

somebody else dug that hole.

The phone's upstairs.

You open this door

even a little crack,

I will plug your ass.

Whoa.

We should go.

Yeah.

Whoa, whoa. Whoa.

You'd be better off

showing yourself.

You hear me?

I know you're in here.

And if you're in here,

you better...

Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk.

Look what you did, Muff.

You killed him

and anybody else who dies

'cause you opened

your big mouth.

Well, they're

around here somewhere.

So let's find 'em.

Joe. Over here.

I found a trail of dirt.

Over here.

Hopefully you ain't

wasting my time, Muff.

You hear that?

Go on, Packard.

Turn it off!

Turn it off!

I'm trying!

Let's go.

Get in! Get in!

God! Oh, sh*t.

That was him, Tom. Oh, my God.

That was Injun Joe.

You have a new mail message.

Tom,

I got the driver from the robbery.

Call me back.

Sh*t. My partner

got your driver.

- What?

- You know what? He takes the fall.

He didn't have a gun. He's an illegal.

Those guys get pinched all the time.

They get a slap on the wrist,

they send them back.

Sh*t! It's not okay, Tom.

He knows me.

What do you mean, he knows you?

I mean he knows me.

- He works for the widow. He knows me.

- What was the plan, Huck?

Day laborer. Mexican stranger.

I know, and he was...

A stranger!

He was a stranger.

- A Mexican stranger.

- I know the plan! He is a stranger!

- How is he a stranger if he knows you?

- We ran out of time.

How is he a stranger

if he knows you? Sh*t!

Sh*t! Sh*t! Sh*t! Sh*t!

It's fine. It's fine.

It's fine. I'll call her.

Hello?

Becky.

Tom. I got him.

You're not gonna believe this.

He came back to the scene of the crime.

I called it in.

Becky, just wait. If the other

squad car comes, tell 'em to wait.

Just have everyone, uh...

Operation Mexican Wait There.

Wh...

He said to wait.

- What are you gonna do?

- I'm working on it.

Hey.

Hey. Let's go.

What? The other station called,

told me to pick you up.

We gotta go, okay?

After I talked to you?

I'll explain everything

on the way, okay?

Ready? One, two.

You're gonna be okay.

We're gonna get you home. Who's this?

Special Agent George Jackson.

Special agent?

No problem, Jorge.

No, no, no.

Huck, where am I going?

I thought his name was George.

It is.

I just didn't... I was like,

f***, where am I going?

You know?

Oh, no, no.

Who is that, your boyfriend?

Look, there's no... no calls.

Uh, no phones.

You're not gonna

believe this, okay?

You've just been roped into one of

the most secret missions of all time.

This guy George Jackson

is under cover.

This Mexican,

he's his top informant.

You bring that guy in,

you blow the whole thing.

Oh, my God.

No, no, no.

I'm so embarrassed.

Don't be embarrassed.

If I saw this guy, I would have

arrested him. You couldn't have known.

It's all right.

Says it's a cave, Tom.

I don't... I don't know what it means by...

by a cave. There's no cave around.

There's gotta be a cave.

There's no cave around here, Tom.

There's gotta be, Huck.

George. Okay, wait a minute.

That gotta be Old Main If that's Old Main,

then that's Sherburn Way.

By the river. Old Main and Sherburn Way.

Old Main and Sherburn Way.

Okay. All right. I'm just gonna make one

more phone call, and then no phones.

You've reached Joe Harper.

Leave a message.

Harper? Uh, yeah, it's Tom.

Listen, um, we know where the rest is.

Okay? So meet us at Old Main

and Sherburn Way in 30 minutes.

And pick up Ben

and meet us there.

- Who's that?

- Another detective.

This case is huge

and totally secret.

Geez Louise.

Huh?

Sorry to interrupt.

My name is Joe. What's your name?

Joe.

That's pretty interesting, man.

We got the same name.

We're in the same car.

That's life, I guess.

Three meals a day

and funny moments like these.

You're, um...

You're Injun Joe.

Some people call me that.

Why do they call you that if

you're not even native Indian?

I guess I just identify with

the culture and the aesthetic.

Isn't that kind of racist?

How is it racist

to want to be more

like another race?

Yeah.

Where are your friends?

Please. Please.

All right.

Oh, take it easy.

We're just talking.

I'm gonna tell you

something true from my life

that might bind us closer.

When I was young,

I lived on the street.

Mostly under the Hannibal Bridge.

You know the bridge?

This man came around.

He was offering me a job.

I did the job and I did it good.

One day, the man decided

I was no longer useful.

So, he and a couple

of his big boys

took me back to that bridge

where I used to sleep

and they put a bullet

in my face.

Right here. There.

You see the scar?

Yeah.

Not this scar.

This one came later.

I'm telling you about this one

'cause I think it's more relatable

to what's going on now.

Boom.

But here's the thing, Joe.

I lived.

For some crazy,

freak-of-nature type thing, I survived.

And I got better, and I got healthy again,

and you know what?

I pulled myself up

by the straps of my sneakers

and I went down to where

that man liked to hang out

and I scalped him.

I cut his hands off

and I took his eyes out,

and that's how I got

this other scar.

I got so carried

away I didn't realize

I was cutting myself

along with the man.

But in the end,

here's the thing.

I lived, and he died.

You see what I mean?

All we can do

is... what we can do.

The rest is pretty random.

You may get out of this maybe,

and maybe I won't.

Who can tell

what's gonna happen?

Joe, you just tell me

where your friends are,

and you can walk away from this.

Shh, shh, shh.

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