Drive Hard Page #2
- NOT RATED
- Year:
- 2014
- 92 min
- 109 Views
Yeah.
I got a girl pregnant
and married her and had a family.
Oh, the wifey told you to quit.
Well, she... we... we...
We thought that something might happen
it's a dangerous job and...
you know, you've got to grow up.
Everybody's got to grow up.
Now you're a driving instructor?
Well I guess I am. It's a living. You know
I provide a service.
Oh, come on!
You're... you're... you're...
throwing away a dream.
It's a dream discarded
and a menial 9 to 5!
You were good, man!
It's not me anymore.
But your wife is a selfish skirt?
I'm just saying I would expect you
to argue
that point first. And you weren't quick
to jump to her defense.
- That's all I'm saying.
- Huh.
Hi guys, is there anything I can grab
the two of you?
- Yes.
- Oh no, I was actually...
was leaving.
No, no, no, my treat.
A couple coffees?
- Two coffees, black.
- Thank you.
It won't be too long.
Thank you. No, I'm just saying
it's curious,
I'm curious. It makes me curious.
I'm curious. Are you curious?
What do you do, Mr. Keller?
What kind of work are you in?
Oh I consult. I work for the city.
You work for the city? What city?
Cleveland.
So you're here on vacation?
Sort of.
You seem to know a lot about me.
Well look it's the internet. Everybody's
business is everybody's business.
- Right?
- Yeah.
It's not every day you get
an Australian driver's license
and you get to meet a...
how to drive.
- Right?
- Is that...
what this is about? Is that
what you want?
No, I 'm just a fan.
You know, just a fan.
How much money did you make back then?
I mean, how much are you making now?
You've got a kid in private school
and you've probably got a mortgage.
Your wife's a lawyer, but...
she's not bringing that kind scratch,
right?
I'm just...
I just realized that I'm not
feeling very well.
- What? No, no, no. I didn't mean.
- I'm gonna go.
I didn't mean to be personal.
Hey partner, don't be like that.
I just want to know...
- who I'm dealing with here. You know?
- Who are you?
What... what do you want?
Oh, I just, you know, want to get my
license and learn how to drive.
I'll take you back to the office, OK?
They'll find you
another instructor, and...
Well if that's the way you want
to play it.
Do you think umm...
we could just stop off at the
bank for five minutes?
- This is not a taxi service.
- No, I know, I have to...
cash a traveler's check.
- Mr. Keller...
- To pay you. I...
- Yeah.
- To pay you.
- Yeah, that's it. Right here.
- I can't pull over here.
- Yeah you can.
- I can't stop the car.
- Just, just... stop.
- What the f***?
- Hey!
- Five minutes.
What the f***?
Gunshots reported on Chevron Island.
F***!
Drive, drive, drive, drive!
Are you kidding me?
Oh my God! What did you do?
What did you just do?
What did we just do.
You just robbed a bank!
- That's a matter of opinion.
- You robbed a bank!
- That is not exactly true.
- Oh my God! Oh my God!
That is not technically true!
You're not going to shoot me, man.
Are you?
I can't do this, pal. I can't be
involved. I'm gone.
I wouldn't do that if I were you.
Help, help!
What the f***?
God damn it!
Why doesn't anybody listen to me?
Drive!
The cops are gonna shoot you down!
The cops are the last thing we
need to worry about.
We?
We better lose these guys.
- Roadblock.
- Hang on, a**hole!
Whoa!
Humphrey to base, we've lost them.
They're heading north
on Marine Parade.
Yeah, we've lost visual contact.
We're heading back to Cavill Avenue.
Standing by.
OK, run!
Take the money! Run!
Take the money and run, man!
Here! Go, go, go, go, go!
- Drive!
- The cops! Cops...
F***! God damn it!
Very impressive.
Mr. Roberts, see why I hired you?
You didn't hire me. You kidnapped me.
Semantics.
Given the PE ratio
is the market cap accurate?
What about undiluted EPS?
I don't see that here. What's
the current bid?
What about restricted stock options?
We have a problem.
Is there any reputational risk?
I want answers to these.
Excuse me.
- Back in a moment.
- Everything OK there, Mario?
Minor glitch. I'll take care of it.
OK folks, let's focus. There's a
lot of money riding on this,
so let's try to get it right.
Security to base. No sign as yet.
Now sweeping East Commercial Drive.
- Where am I taking you?
- We're gonna switch cars.
- Yeah?
- Make a right.
I shouldn't be involved in
something like this.
Will you just relax?
- Everything's gonna be OK.
- Really? Because it's looking
pretty f***ed up from where I'm
sitting right now!
I've got to call my wife.
What the f***? Hey, hey!
- You're gonna thank me for that later.
- What the f***!
They can use that to locate us.
- F*** you!
- You wouldn't like it.
Trust me.
That's them up ahead!
Base, we are in pursuit.
Have you actually got a plan
or is this
the world's dumbest f***ing crime?
- You're my plan. I invested in you.
- Why? Why?
Because you're a demon behind
the wheel.
You're a f***ing race car driver, man!
Because you're a demon behind the wheel.
You're a f***ing race car driver, man!
Couldn't you find someone who does
this for a living?
What, is there a shortage of criminals?
You cannot trust criminals.
They are untrustworthy in every way.
- All the bonds?
- I 'm afraid so.
- From the safe?
- Yes.
- It could only be Keller.
- Yes.
I want him dead, and whoever is
is with him.
You keep local law enforcement
out of it.
Our friends on the force pulled
back the net.
They're leaving him to our security team.
Good. Where are they?
Who are those guys?
They're like mercenaries.
Take a left.
We found them!
Security has engaged.
Let me know when it's done.
These aren't f***ing cops, man!
I told you that. Don't you ever
listen to me?
What the hell kind of bank
did you rob?
Well they're not a bank in any
recognizable definition of the word.
- I'm gonna kill you! I'm gonna kill you!
- That's the spirit!
I'm gonna ring your f***ing neck.
In time.
Hold on.
Oh God!
Jesus Christ!
Armed robbers raided the
International Bank and Trust
this morning
shortly after it opened, taking
an undisclosed sum of money
- and getting away...
- Yeah, Mr. Rossi?
...driving school. A witness
said to this exclusive...
Yeah, I know. I realize that.
If you find them, you need to tell me.
Because we need to be there.
Police presence and all that.
They resisted. Officers had no
choice but to bring them down.
Yep, OK. I'll be here.
- They get them?
- Not yet.
Traffic cam says they're headed north.
So we need to put our men
where they won't get in the way.
I've already taken care of it.
Good boy. Shouldn't take long to
spot them then.
Alright, listen up!
Now you all have your assignments, yeah?
So let's get out there and catch
these bloody wankers!
Do we even know who these wankers are?
- Who are you?
- Agent Walker.
Federal Police Major Crime Squad.
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