Bob le Flambeur Page #2

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Someplace or other.

- Want to come to my place?

- Sure.

Then rest easy.

You've got a home.

Number's easy:

- Quai?

- ... des Orfvres. Police HQ

Make yourself at home.

- Your family must be rich.

- I can't complain.

- What're you in?

- Ministry of Agriculture.

Equine preservation.

Kidding aside, I love horses.

I've given them everything:

my time, my money, my life.

Does it pay well?

Enough to end up

at the soup kitchen.

Not likely.

Never say die.

- You that fixed on gambling?

- What makes you say that?

This is just for fun.

Do you win?

Never.

You can sleep here.

I'll take the room upstairs.

Put your things in the drawers.

Then we'll go for a ride.

- You like riding in cars?

- Sure.

Especially in a jalopy.

This is where I was born.

It wasn't such a lousy dump back then.

And then I left

to conquer the world.

I was 14 when I split

on my old lady.

Did you go far?

You bet. As far as the city limits.

- And your father?

- My name's Montagn, like my mom.

She was unlucky with you both.

I came back 10 years later.

It was early morning.

I almost fell over an old woman,

scrubbing the floor.

I'd always seen her on all fours.

That's how I recognized her.

I ran for it, without a word.

I started sending her money orders.

One day they came back.

Her scrubbing days were over.

Was he really the first

to copy American hoods?

Actually, it was the Yanks

who copied the Bonnot Gang.

Bob was the first to use

front-wheel drive.

This was before the war.

No loaded guns. No casualties.

And then one day...

- The Rimbaud bank job?

Nabbed red-handed with your dad.

You know the story.

- Not staying?

- Can't. I got work to do.

Hiding things!

I thought she ditched you

the other night.

Hi, beautiful!

So, are you head over heels?

- I have a spare.

- Not coming home?

Never before 6:
00 a.m.

See her home.

I'll be at Carpeaux's.

I thought...

You thought wrong.

I hear you're planning

a job with Marc?

A rag-trade con. We'll get rich.

Rich in experience behind bars.

Stay out of it!

Stay out, I said!

Marc's no good.

Want to go solo, warn me first.

- Not even a "good night"?

- 'Night!

- Want a drink?

- If you like.

BETTI NG OFFICE:

Hello, Mr. Bob. Up already?

It happens. Leave that here

and come back tomorrow.

- But the cleaning!

- Do as I say!

Prince of Orange. Number eight.

What're you betting?

- What I have left. Seven hundred clams.

- Are you nuts? What if you lose?

You ever see me lose?

Risking your last cent!

Fortune favors the bold.

"Be bold! Be bold!" said...

Where's your pal Paulo?

Back in Paris playing a filly.

- A prize-winner?

- No, but hot to trot.

Prince of Orange.

Name rings a bell, no?

I knew an Orange Freddy

who came in first at Buenos Aires.

Let's hope mine does the same.

Know what?

We'll try the Deauville Casino.

- Oh, no!

- I'm on a roll. I can't stop now.

You shouldn't.

You said that for Prince of Orange.

Leave it to me.

Jean!

- Roger...

- What're you doing here?

As you can see... croupier.

How'd you land that?

Oh, contacts. Wiped my police

record clean. How about you?

- The usual. Looking for action.

- Not here, I hope.

No way. Too many cops

and not enough loose cash.

No, I'm with Bob.

- The High Roller?

He's in the back room taking a lesson.

Lessons cost here

and the students never win.

It's the professor who rakes it in.

Listen, the night

of the last Grand Prix,

there were 800 million

in the safe at 5:00 a.m.!

Get your things together

and move in with me.

And Bob?

What about Bob?

Don't you see he left us alone

on purpose?

But I thought...

You thought what?

Nothing.

You sorry?

What're you staring at?

Yeah, I'm cleaned out. Big deal!

I feel sorry for you.

You're such a sucker.

- What?

- You heard me. Aren't you ashamed?

True, I've screwed up all my life.

At least as a kid, I had an excuse.

You're no kid now.

You called hearts, without the 34...

I had two jacks.

I had 50 in that suit.

You could've led with the ace!

Aren't you sick of cards for one day?

Even here.

You're nuts!

Isn't it a great game, no-trumps?

You'll be peddling papers soon.

If I do, it'll be the racing form.

Go ahead, laugh.

What'll you do

with the 200 you have left?

- Play 'em at Carpeaux's.

- You'll be broke by morning.

I was born with an ace in my palm.

The casino director's happy.

He needed cash to pay his taxes.

I gave him a hand.

Did he tip his hat to you

as you left?

- He owes me that much!

- You're right.

Know how much he had in his safe

the night of the last Grand Prix?

Hey, a riddle!

I never tried betting on that.

Don't. You'd lose.

And you wanna play for peanuts

in a place like that!

How much did you say?

Hey, talk to me.

Care to order, gentlemen?

Who told you that?

- Jean de Lisieu, a croupier.

- The ex-pimp?

The same, but his new wife

has clipped his wings.

Dames need their revenge, too.

You sure he wasn't pulling your chain?

Why would he?

I wasn't fishing for information.

The job of a lifetime!

Whaddya mean?

- What if we heist it?

- Heist what? Deauville?

The safe with 800 million.

You're nuts. Nobody ever...

Thought of it. But I did.

It can be done

if it's planned right.

You in?

- Are you serious?

Do I look like I'm kidding?

So, you in or not?

Lemme think it over.

It's not like playing checkers.

You just throw it at me!

Just answer, yes or no.

You know the obstacles?

The people all around,

the cops, cracking the safe.

So it's no.

It's yes.

Banco. We'll start on it tomorrow.

Tonight, I'm turning in.

- No Carpeaux's?

No more action.

Not till we pull off the job.

Congrats. I'll hold you to that.

I have your key.

That young lady...

- Fine, Mrs. Regnier, thanks.

I thought about it all night.

It'll be tough.

But it can be done.

First we need to find a backer

to stake us.

Remember McKimmie?

The Scot?

You still see him?

No, but we stay in phone contact.

I barely knew him.

But...

I heard he'd retired.

Did he?

- Quite a while back.

He has a spread in the sticks.

Loves nature. I can't blame him.

He spent half his life inside.

Even a park fence

gives him claustrophobia.

- Would he join us?

- He's waiting to hear about it.

You phoned him already!

What else?

Great. So you're rarin' to go.

I always go for broke.

I drew a floor plan

of the casino from memory.

But it's too vague.

We need to have the exact floor plan.

But how?

I thought of a way to get it.

It won't be pretty, but...

Nothing's pretty except the safe!

- What about Paulo?

- He'll be in.

He's gotta earn a living.

- Take a hand, Bob?

- No, thanks.

Am I intruding?

Why would you be?

Let's go.

We're talking business.

I told you to stay out of my way.

Let me tell you something else.

Leave the kid outta your dumb cons.

What's with you?

And another thing!

Weren't you on the lam

on account of Lydia?

I worked something out.

You manage pretty well.

What's he want you to put up?

Five hundred clams to pay the first bills.

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