Contraband Page #5

Does that offer still stand?

We ride with you,

I get the super

notes for free?

Yeah, there's something

you can do for us.

Grab their wallets.

Give him your wallet.

Give me their IDs.

We're being fined

every minute longer

we sit here, Captain.

Yep.

We got to take that...

(RADIO BUZZING)

Captain.

CAMP:
What's the status?

Pitch propeller overheated.

It needs oil.

We're working on it.

You got 10 minutes!

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

It's Olaf.

Chris, you have

got 10 minutes.

That's not long enough.

Have Tarik delay

the loading.

Just stall them for as

long as you can, okay?

Get here.

I'll do what I can.

See, Chris?

This is exactly what

I didn't want to happen.

Exactly.

I mean, what are we

supposed to be doing here?

Blocking the truck.

Right. That's awesome.

We're blocking the truck.

Like human speed bumps.

Tell my wife that...

Will you shut the f*** up?

Look, we're going to

get through this, okay?

I'm not telling

your wife sh*t!

(SIGHS)

(CELL PHONE RINGS)

GONZALO:
Okay, ready.

They're coming.

CHRIS:
Put your seatbelt on.

He's coming down.

Here we go.

F***.

DANNY:
Is he going

to slow down?

CHRIS:
Yeah, he's going

to slow down.

You said he's

going to slow down!

He's gonna slow down.

He's not slowing down!

Sh*t!

(BOTH SCREAMING)

F***!

Are you all right?

(WHIMPERING)

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

(BEEPING)

(YELLS)

(SHOUTING)

Oh, my God.

CHRIS:
Oh, f***!

Get down!

Danny, are you okay?

(GROANS)

(MEN SPEAKING SPANISH)

I need you to hold

containers D, E and F,

until I say so.

I'm going to pay you

$100, yeah?

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

(POLICE SIRENS WAILING)

F***!

You got to be

f***ing kidding me!

F***!

DANNY:
Get down, Chris!

F***!

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

Hold on.

What the f***

are we doing, dude?

Wait, wait, wait!

(GONZALO SPEAKING SPANISH)

CHRIS:
Come on!

Sh*t!

(OFFICER SPEAKING SPANISH)

Sh*t! Danny,

come on, we're going!

Come on, Danny,

let's go! Sh*t!

(IN SPANISH)

F***! (GROANS)

What now?

CHRIS:
F***!

(BUS HORN HONKING)

(ROSA SPEAK SPANISH)

(IN SPANISH)

Andy, where's Chris?

Andy!

(GUARD SPEAKING SPANISH)

Come on,

we got to move!

DANNY:
What

are you doing?

(SIRENS WAILING)

We got to get our IDs.

Hospital.

CHRIS:
Oh, sh*t!

Take me to

the f***ing hospital.

Oh, sh*t. Danny, help.

Come on, lay down.

Hold him, hold him!

(GUARD SHOUTING ORDERS)

(MAN SPEAKING SPANISH)

Oh, sh*t!

Is he dead?

He's dead!

If he's f***ing dead,

throw him out the van.

Wait, wait!

Get our IDs!

You got them?

Yeah.

Toss him out!

Okay, boys,

let's warm her up.

(WHIRRING)

DANNY:
How much time

do you think we have?

CHRIS:
No time.

SECOND MATE ON RADIO:

Get those containers aboard

or we're leaving without them.

TARIK:
Chris, where

the f*** are you, man?

The ship's leaving.

CHRIS:
Just hold the ship,

we're coming.

Just get your ass over here!

All right.

Any crew member

hasn't come aboard yet,

you make sure

they get searched

before you let them on,

you got me?

All right, come on,

it's going to open up.

DANNY:
Are

we going to make it?

Yeah, he's holding

the container for us.

Come on. Go, go, go!

CHRIS:
I'm coming.

Open the container.

When you come to let us out,

bring something to

clean up a bit of a mess.

Don't forget the seals!

Okay.

Sh*t.

Yeah, yeah. Here we go.

CHRIS:
Get the f***

out of the way!

Come on,

get your ass in here!

F***!

F***!

Sh*t!

Wait, stop!

Come on!

The f***ing doors are open!

Oh, f***!

I got it.

(YELPS)

Oh, f***!

Hold up.

What's the rush?

Come on.

I just left some

food on, you know?

Come on, Jack.

Captain has got us

searching everybody

that got off.

(DOOR CREAKING)

Hey, where are you going?

I just stowed

some decent beef.

Ooh! Thank God.

That sh*t you made

last night was

like chewing ass.

Yeah, you would know.

DECKHAND:
F*** you, Tarik.

Come on.

CHRIS:
You got

the cleaning stuff?

Yeah.

You got the seals?

Yeah.

All right, we got on late.

They're definitely

going to check this.

Holy sh*t!

Let's go, baby.

Will do.

Customs and Border

Protection, Captain.

They want us to take

a look at some containers

that were loaded late.

All right, let's go.

Call in the Second.

Let's go, Danny.

Let's go.

CAMP:
Where are

we looking, Chief?

The container

right up here, Captain.

CHIEF MATE:
812504.

Sorry, Captain.

Next.

DANNY:
Oh, sh*t.

MAN:
I'm gonna check

the heating coils...

Wait, wait!

...I'm gonna need

a couple of minutes.

Come on, let's go.

CHIEF MATE:
2727.

(RATS SQUEAKING)

CHIEF MATE:
Oh! Sh*t, rats!

Shut it!

Watch your hand.

Yo, yo, yo!

We got a sewage leak.

Call Brody, all right?

All right, let's go.

SECOND MATE:

We got two more

containers up here.

Nathan-812552,

CHIEF MATE:

That's it, open it.

SECOND MATE:
525524.

That's the last container

that was boarded.

Go on.

Anything?

No, sir. Smells like

it was just cleaned.

All right, seal it up.

(CHUCKLES)

Customs will take it apart

when we get back home.

I need to tell you...

Are you out of

your f***ing mind?

Are you f***ing crazy?

Where's the money?

Where is it?

It's gone!

I had to use it.

It's what?

Where's the money?

What are you trying to...

What did you just

say to me?

I had to use it.

You what?

I had to use it.

It's in the ceiling.

No, you f***ing...

How f***ing stupid

are you?

I came out here to help you,

to risk my f***ing freedom

and my wife

and my children for this?

Motherf***er.

What the f***

am I supposed to do

with all that?

You got to be the dumbest

motherf***er...

He said he was

going to kill Michael.

CHRIS:
What?

VOICEMAIL:

You have one saved message.

BRIGGS:
Hey, fuckhead,

I'm watching your

sister's kid play soccer.

You don't call me back,

I'm gonna walk out

on that field and put

a bullet in his head.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Get the bag.

Are you all right?

Yeah.

You all right?

You all right?

Yeah, yeah.

I'm fine.

I'm sorry.

Calm down, calm down.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

Chris.

CHRIS:
Hey.

Everything okay?

Boys all right?

Yeah, they're sleeping.

What's up?

Is everything okay?

Is Andy okay?

Yeah. Don't worry

about it.

Is Sebastian there?

KATE:
Yeah, he is.

Do you want me to

get him for you?

No, no.

No, it's okay.

Go back to sleep.

I'll call you in the morning.

KATE:
Okay. I love you.

I love you, too.

SEBASTIAN:
Chris?

Chris, I've been

trying to call you.

What's going on?

Andy picked something up.

Really? I thought

we weren't doing that.

I didn't have a choice.

Thank God for Andy

taking the initiative,

though, huh?

Too bad I'm not

bringing it in.

I'm thinking of dumping

it in the sea, actually.

Why would you do that?

Then we would

all be f***ed!

Take it on faith.

I need to talk to you.

SEBASTIAN:

Is something wrong?

I told you I would

call you with an update.

You've got

a few more days left

before I cut your head off

and stick it up your ass.

And you're asking me,

"Is there anything wrong?"

Well, I got

something coming in.

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