Carter & June Page #2

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the other half is yours.

You want me to

double-cross Spencer?

Well yeah problem is,

it's never that easy.

Whatever, you want

the money or not?

Yeah, okay, all right.

Meet me at Dino's?

No, no, handsome.

We'll discuss this at my place.

No, no, no, no.

Not the dungeon.

I told you, I'm not

really into that.

Who you talking to?

Um, just one of my clients.

He wanted to tell me

his wife is out of town.

I'm thinking about a

Pecan farm in Monroe, baby.

Yeah.

[Albert] Mr. Rabbit,

can I ask you a question?

You already have.

Does this look real to you?

Jesus Christ, Albert,

get that thing out of my car.

I bought it for 20.

I wanna know if

they ripped me off.

Well I don't know.

Why don't you go on to

a field, pull the pin

and if it blows your half

brain Cajun ass to bits

you'll know it's real.

Well that's not very nice.

What gray fuckery is this?

This is the way

you told me to go.

Well does he just

expect me to walk?

[Albert] We could

drive up if you like.

Ah f*** it, I'll walk.

[Albert] You sure?

That's fine.

I just wish the prick

bastard had told me.

I'd have worn different boots.

Well f*** me.

(mumbling)

Keep talking.

All you have to do is

distract homeboy enough

for me to sneak in and

switch the envelopes

and then hit the silent

alarm if everything goes down

and we'll let the cops

come in and they'll

get rid of the competition.

Think you can handle that?

What if to distract him,

he takes me into the vault

and rapes me?

Okay, whatever, Caitlin,

whatever game you have to play,

just distract him somehow.

Just keep him out of

our way long enough.

Trust me.

Once I get a hold

of a man's junk,

I can make him do anything.

It's like my superpower.

I know, okay I believe you.

But in the meantime,

we need to come

to an understanding.

Wait, what are you?

Hang on, you said whoah,

you said you were gonna

give me a light spanking.

I didn't say spanking.

I said paddling.

And who said

anything about light?

Oh, f***!

(smooshing)

(gun firing)

[Spencer] Hello, boys.

You know the

drill, Mr. Rabbit.

Are you kidding?

This is my favorite part.

Ooh, careful, that's a 38.

Pull!

(gun firing)

Cockeyed piece of sh*t.

Pull!

(gun firing)

Goddammit!

Reed, what the hell

are we doing out here?

I thought we were

having a proper lunch.

I'm famished.

Boy, you look like a

goddamn Mardi Gras float.

Well I dressed

down for you today.

Nobody will respect me as

the Commissioner of the Force

if they knew I fraternize with,

well, people like you.

Vegetarians?

Pull!

(gun firing)

Son of a b*tch!

Yes, they did get away

from you, didn't they?

Well, you think

you can do better?

Well I could give it a go.

Get him a gun.

[Man] Yes sir.

Thank you.

Pull.

(gun firing)

You keep both eyes open

when you fire a shotgun.

The trick is to not overthink it

much like most things in life.

Just a little friendly advice.

Shut up and give

me my damn money.

Looks like you're about

10 grand short here.

It's a slow week at the club.

You'll get the rest of

your money by Monday.

I better.

You got no idea how much it cost

to be respectable

at this day and age.

Oh I know buying you and your

boys cannot be cheap.

You damn skippy

it ain't cheap.

These things looking

the other way

when you're unloading

the shipment.

And do I need to remind you

that longshoremen are union?

And so are the truck drivers

that look the other way

when some whiskey falls off

the back of their truck?

I'm well aware of

the sway you feel

you hold over me, commissioner.

I feel, do I?

We'll see how much sway I have

when you start applying

for your permits

for that new titty bar

down on the corner.

I got friends everywhere.

You have friends?

Or you have dirt on friends?

Same thing.

So, that'll be ten K by Friday.

And if you want the

permits for those girls

to show their tits

at your new club,

you're gonna give

me a downpayment

on your new bar by Monday.

5,000 and a case of

scotch do the trick?

Try 150, smartass.

But I will take

that case of scotch.

You son of a b*tch,

you're serious.

Oh, my, yes sir.

150 by Monday.

Get, go on.

Say hi to dad for me.

My papa never

cheated on my mama!

And he never sired

no bastard queer son!

Never!

Pull!

(gun firing)

(knocking)

This is bad timing.

You are absolutely the last

person I want to see right now.

I just, I need five

minutes, that's it.

No.

I have a job

lined up right now

that can solve all my problems!

[June] You're my

problem, Carter!

I can help you get Ethan back.

I mean it.

Okay, so let me

get this straight.

Commissioner Reed has a

private safe at a bank

with a sh*t ton of money in it.

Correct.

And Spencer's gonna

rob it using a hired gun

and an inside man.

[Carter] Correct.

And how do you know

this information?

From Caitlin.

Freaky Caitlin?

How does she know?

She's the inside man.

And how did you

get her to trust you?

Eww.

Those vaults require two keys.

The first key is easy.

But the second key,

Is a client of Caitlin's.

She made a copy.

I always thought

she was too clever

just to be a stripper.

Yeah, she's clever.

She's also f***ing insane.

She's gonna cut my dick off

if I f*** this up for her.

June, just look at

this smug bastard.

He's just begging us

to take his money.

I don't know.

I mean I'm desperate

but, this is,

This is a big score.

You don't know exactly how

much money is in that safe

but there's enough for

Spencer to take a big risk.

I can't do it without you.

So what's the plan?

(light rock music)

[Carter] The plan requires a

briefcase with a false bottom.

One antique clock,

and perfect timing.

Yes?

Hello, Mr.

Freely.

Freely.

[Mr.Freely] How

may I help you?

It's my understanding

that this is the only bank

in New Orleans with

a class four vault.

My client, Mr. Germain Bubli

would like to rent a box

for 48 hours.

Well, we have a very

secure bank vault room

complete with magnetic locks.

Excellent.

That's precisely the degree

of security that we expect.

But our private

banking services require

an account balance of at

least 100,000 dollars.

(laughing)

Mr. Freely.

My client is in possession

of a unique artifact.

Very rare.

You're going to

want to see this.

Right this way.

In here is where we

keep our cash reserves

and our private boxes.

And as you can see, this vault

is absolutely impenetrable.

Pardon the construction.

[Carter] Of course.

Rest assured, there will be

zero compromise to security.

You said Marie

Antoinette owned it?

Yes, and Napoleon.

No, no, no, no! (speaking

in foreign language)

Your breath can contribute

to oxidizing the metal.

Of course.

Merci.

Well, all of our boxes

here are on a two key system.

The red key is for the client.

And the blue key, which is

kept by bank management.

(rock music)

(guns cocking)

Do you think this will be

sufficient for your needs?

Let's go, everybody

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