Dead Draw Page #2

this big Greek bastard.

The Greek had Dallas

up against the ropes,

was pounding him on

the side of the head

but he got sloppy.

Let it slip for a second.

Dallas swung.

Connected.

We heard a crack.

We thought Dallas had broken

the Greek bastard's jaw.

Turns out it was the

other way around.

Dallas was tough.

He wouldn't go down.

Fought the rest of the fight

with a broken right hand.

He fought Southpaw.

Won in 12 rounds.

- How bad is it?

- They say surgery but

he'll never fight again.

- So he crewed up with you?

How many jobs.

- Three.

This is the last one.

- The last one?

- This one's different.

- You're stealing

something that ain't yours.

Taking something it's

the same damn thing.

- There's no safe just

safety deposit boxes.

We're talking eight figures.

- That's a lot of heat.

- Not from the cops.

- The money's dirty.

And Dallas.

- Just the driver.

He waits outside.

- I don't like it.

- You never do.

- Tell you what

you want me in?

You cut Dallas lose.

- I'll tell you what

you talk him out of it.

Talk him out of it.

Come on, Mack.

Your ice cream's melting.

I beg

You darling please come home

I love you more than

any words can tell

If the ice falls on our dreams

Pardons it to melt away

We'll be happy evermore

in the garden of dreams

Sun the moon

like us are lovers

- You find anything?

- Place is empty.

- Not a f***ing trace.

- Call Ms. Parker.

- Not yet.

- Not yet.

This man's f***ing dead.

Okay, she's the only

one that can help us.

- I thinking the

same damn thing.

- How'd Ms. Parker

find out about the job?

- She don't say.

- She don't say.

She found out from somebody?

My guess is whoever

told Ms. Parker

about this job set us up.

- That's a big assumption.

- Is it?

I don't think so.

I mean it's not just us they're

f***ing with here, right?

Ms. Parker's money's

in those bags too.

- Make the call.

- Tell her what?

- The truth.

- Oh, you think

she's gonna help.

There's a dead body.

She's gonna be packing her bags

while I'm on the phone on

a flight within the hour

drinking Mai Tai's on the

beach till the heat blows.

- Hey, don't be a p*ssy.

- Yeah, it's the

only play we got.

Do it.

- I thought no

cellphones were allowed

at 40,000 feet.

- I'm sorry.

- For what?

- For leaving the way I did.

- You're not on the plane.

- We had a hiccup.

- A hiccup what

the hell does that mean?

- Our pilot's dead.

- And the take?

- We still got it.

- Why are you calling me?

- I need a way out.

I thought...

I thought you could help.

- You thought wrong.

- Sarah, who gave you the job.

- You think this was on my end?

- I just need to make sure

it's not one of my guys.

- I warned you about this.

- I know you did.

- The rat's on your end.

Find him then we'll talk.

- Well.

- Well, what?

It's like I said.

- What does that mean?

What the f*** does that mean?

- We're not getting

help not from her.

We're on our own.

- Bullshit that's

f***ing bullshit.

- Dallas, easy.

- It's what she does,

self-preservation.

- What?

What the f***?

Are you f***ing kidding me, man?

You're gonna defend

her with that bullshit.

It was her job from the start.

We got close to

25 mil over there

including her f***ing take,

and she's not gonna stick

her neck out for what?

Self-preservation?

Are you f***ing kidding me?

- Oh, you think she's in on it?

Is that what you think?

- Dallas has got a point.

It's a big take.

- Don't tell me that cold b*tch

wouldn't burn us to take it all.

- She wouldn't burn no one.

- What are you

calling me a liar?

- Yeah, I'm calling you a liar.

- I'm not.

- Alright enough.

This is how sh*t

starts going side ways.

We start pointing

fingers, then guns.

Pretty soon sh*t gets bloody

and we can't afford that.

All this needs to be

spent figuring out

what we're gonna do next.

You two settle down.

- We need to take

the fight to them.

Alright whoever did

this is out there

laughing at us right now.

We have what they want, right

four duffel's filled with cash.

So we send someone out.

We dangle the bait.

We see what bites.

Wanna go fishing?

- You know Mack you never told

me what it was like inside.

- It's not worth talking about.

- You blame me.

- No.

I never said that.

- Five minutes, Mack.

Get in, get out, get clean.

- I told you that safe

couldn't be cracked

not in that time frame.

- And I told you to leave it.

We already had the

safety deposit boxes.

We didn't need the vault.

But you couldn't let it go.

- I didn't expect you to stay.

- F*** you, Mack.

F*** you.

After all we've been

through together,

you say that to me.

I waited for you as

long as we could.

- Is that an apology?

- Oh, that's beautiful.

That is beautiful, Mack.

I see you.

I see you sitting in

that cell thinking about

how things went wrong,

how it all went to pieces.

- You think I did this?

- I never said that.

- You think I killed Bartlett

just to f*** you over?

- Who could blame you

for wanting to get even

after all that time served.

- So you think I'm a murderer.

- You tell me.

- I didn't want the money.

- I never said you did.

- Yeah, you know I did think

about that five minutes

every day how I told you

there wasn't enough time.

You didn't listen.

You never listen.

- Is that a confession, Mack?

- You wanted this.

You came to me, remember?

I said no.

All this that's on you.

- F***.

F***.

Jesus, the money.

- F***ing leave it.

Come on.

- The f***ing money.

- You running

from something, Jones?

You enlist you go

overseas and then what?

You get to thinking.

You decide maybe these guys

will forget what I owe them.

- No, you see I didn't

think I was coming back.

- Here you are.

- You always were the smart one.

- You got jokes that's

one of the things

he always liked about you

is your sense of humor.

That's why he came to

pay you a courtesy.

Tell you in person that

debt don't go away.

He's gonna get what you owe.

It's your choice.

You're gonna pay in

dollar bills or blood.

- I used to take

German in high school.

I ever tell you that?

Teacher was drunk all the time.

He had that old man

and stale Gin stench

about him, you know.

You know the stench, Carver.

His face always looked

like it was kind of like

sliding off his skull sideways.

Still I think he could

tag more ass than you.

- You know you can't

just borrow money

and not pay it back.

That's when sh*t happens.

- You know I f***ing

see that now I do.

So what happens next?

You gonna come

back with two guys?

- Two weeks.

You got two weeks understand me?

- Two weeks I got it.

I got it.

Carver,

I'll see you soon.

- Yeah, you will.

- Ah, stop.

Harrison.

Mack, help.

- We were on the

runway and he got hit.

- Alright now.

I'm just gonna pull this off.

- Alright there we did it.

- Sh*t.

Turn him over.

You're lucky the bullet

went right through.

- Yeah, you wanna

f***ing switch places?

- Mack, get me some

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