Bob le Flambeur Page #3

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It reassures the suppliers.

I'll bet!

I won't warn you again. Got it?

Come on!

- Where we going?

- To the seashore.

A third-class hotel,

greasy-spoon food.

- I bought you a runabout.

- I wanted a big car.

Sit down.

You know Suzanne, my wife?

We need to talk.

Excuse me, ma'am, but...

I get the message.

Well?

It's been ages.

I last saw you before the war.

How're you doing?

- Fine.

What's up?

- We need you.

Can you get us a floor plan

of the casino?

- What?

- That's right!

Plus the number

and make of the safe.

What for?

- We're doing an installation.

- For a new burglar alarm.

Come off it.

What'll you do with the plan?

- Frame it.

- Don't ask. Is it yes or no?

I can't do it.

I'd lose my job.

You'll lose it

if you don't help us.

Why? I got a good record.

Especially for being a pimp once.

This is blackmail.

There's no proof.

No? What about the Vice Squad files?

- You wouldn't!

- Wouldn't we?

So, choose:
the floor plan

and 500 for you,

or else...

So I'd be paid?

It's been ages, old man.

Glad to see you.

You don't know Bob?

I thought the face looked familiar...

but it's been so long.

To what do I owe the pleasure?

My friend has an idea.

But it'll require backing.

All my money's tied up in my club.

We have to grease a palm.

That's 500.

For the rest we'll need a lot more.

To recap:
You have to hire,

train and provide for some boys.

You plan to slip that croupier

You'll need two cars.

How much are we talking about?

We were thinking...

eight million all in.

And how much do I get back?

I dunno... 10.

You must be joking!

I want 50% of the take.

But we're the ones

taking all the risks.

I'm no philanthropist.

Take it or leave it.

So, you in?

Sure, but why pack a rod

if we don't use it?

I know you.

You're the trigger-happy type.

Got that, Luigi? You stick 'em up,

but you don't shoot.

Don't you worry.

I'll take a popgun along.

Pablo around?

Still need pesetas

for a club back home?

You got some for me?

And the recruitment continued

as a waltz played.

Yvonne looked on

with a tender but anxious gaze.

- What's that?

- Nothing. Go to bed!

It's nothing.

It's for an errand.

I have to take this plan to Paris.

An architect needs it.

And you're worked up over that?

This it?

What about the safe?

The safe is a Fichet.

Manufactured in 1923.

It has four separate locks.

Each has a different combination.

The safe is set on a hydraulic lift

which drops into a reinforced

concrete block when shut.

This is tougher than we thought.

Let me have that.

And me?

Thank you.

You can earn more

if the lift stalls on the ground floor

about 5:
00 a.m.

- It's possible.

- Do it and you'll cash in.

- I trust you.

- You can.

Shall we go?

What's this?

- For your birthday.

- You remembered?

That's surprising.

- Where'd you get it?

- In Paris.

Thanks, but that's not

what I asked for.

How'd you pay for it?

Like it?

- Where'd you get the money?

- A deal.

What kind?

Four locks, four combinations,

a hydraulic lift.

It's no piece of cake.

What?

So you've made it.

Music, champagne, nightclubs!

- I don't have change.

- Keep it. Thanks.

Nice bit of goods!

She's a real go-getter.

The future Mrs. Paulo, maybe.

C'mon.

- I gotta watch the place.

- They want to be alone.

- What d'you want?

- I'll wait for you.

Better not. I'll be a while.

I've known plenty of girls.

But never one like you.

It's as if you didn't care

about anything.

- You think so?

- Don't kid me.

Don't I love you?

No one's forcing you to.

How can I prove it?

By doing big things.

Such as?

Giving me the moon.

I'll do better than that.

What if I rob the Deauville Casino safe

on Grand Prix day?

Just for you.

How much is in the safe?

Is that all you can say?

That's all.

Leave me alone. I'm sleepy.

We've all gone to the limit

at one time,

but that was for small,

unplanned jobs.

This time it's different.

You've heard of pilots being briefed

before dangerous missions.

We'll do likewise.

We operate like a commando unit.

And you? Bucking for a medal?

I'll be upstairs

pretending to play the tables

to make sure everything's okay.

If it's not,

I'll give you a signal

and we'll delay the job.

Otherwise,

if you don't see me by 5:00 a.m. sharp,

that means we're on.

Now, then,

Little Louis and Bill stroll in.

One to the left, one to the right,

so as to flank the desk.

Come with me.

You'll get a better picture.

Bill, over here.

Little Louis, over there.

Bring the security guys

here at gunpoint

while Paulo takes care

of the doorman.

Luigi, Pablo and Joe,

come with me.

Now it's your play.

Here's the armor-plated vault.

And this is our baby.

- Armor-plated, too?

- No, made of wood.

You cover Roger while he opens it,

then get the money out.

We have six minutes, maximum.

Joe's here, in case of a hitch.

I'm here, up the stairs. I signal Dd

to intercept anyone going down.

Got it?

You got a brain like a pea!

How'd you get through school?

I never got near one!

I figured. Follow me!

I'll show you the roadblocks

and hideouts.

- What about the phone?

- Cut off! Come on!

Here's how Bob pictured the heist.

But Roger has already

improved his system.

Any trouble getting the locks?

No, an ex-employee

of the manufacturer.

Will it take long?

We need to get acquainted first.

- Seven minutes. Much too long!

- Locks are like pretty dames.

To know 'em,

you gotta work on 'em.

Four minutes, 20 seconds.

I'll get it down

to two minutes by tomorrow.

He drank too much!

Say when.

Bob, I want to...

I know it's not my business but...

Instead of risking your neck,

if you need money...

- Why do you say that?

- I wasn't born yesterday.

I see what you're up to.

Those men coming here to see you,

the phone calls and all.

You're cracked.

You once lent me the dough

to open this bar.

If I can return the favor...

You're nuts.

Where'd you come up with all that?

If the job screws up

and you get arrested,

you'd never last inside.

You're no kid anymore.

Care to dance?

Excuse me.

No more flowers.

You got promoted quick.

Hostess...

You're heading for a higher rank.

Meaning?

Let's not squabble.

I hardly see you as it is.

Paulo never stops talking about you.

Poor thing. He'll end up

believing what he says.

If I ever need somewhere to sleep again,

can I come to your place?

Not while Paulo's still keen on you.

I gotta go.

See you around.

You can go back to your steamroller.

Buy me some champagne.

Come on, sugar-pie.

Have fun!

Hey, beautiful!

It's lethal in here. Who's the corpse?

Him.

I dropped in for a nightcap.

I expected a crowd but this...

A change of scenery?

Why not?

I'll go change.

A doll like you

doesn't belong in a club.

On the street, maybe?

- You'd earn plenty.

- For you?

For us both.

You're sure not like Paulo.

You talk about putting me to work.

But he wants to cover me in gold.

With what? He's broke.

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