Empire State Page #3
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- 2013
- 94 min
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of here early, okay?
- Okay, sounds good.
- While they sort through the bags,
do whatever the hell they do,
I'll walk you through the process.
Coming in!
Wait, they're not gonna care that you're
leaving me alone to put away the money?
Who, the boss?
A bunch of criminals up there.
Don't worry yourself over it.
We just do our thing up here.
Okay,
so the keys to the lock up
- are kept right here.
- Whatever you say.
Minimum wage.
Come on,
I'll show you the good stuff.
Anyway, this... this is okay?
I don't know. Ask him.
One, two, three, four.
They're not very creative here.
Yeah, no sh*t.
And there it is.
$25 million.
- That's $25 million?
- Give or take a couple of 'em.
Of a million?!
Hey, whoa whoa whoa.
Watch out.
There's a camera right there.
- Oh, okay.
- Yeah.
Okay, so after
they're done upstairs
we drop it in here,
it piles up until it's full.
Half the time the drivers
don't even bring it upstairs first.
So how do they know
how much is in there?
They don't.
- They don't?
- No.
- So if some goes missing...
- If some goes missing,
it wouldn't be the first time
around here, pal.
Oh hey hey!
- Hey, come on.
- There's a dog in there?
Yeah, there's a dog.
Come here, this is Barney.
I forgot to...
he's deaf as a doornail,
- the poor old guy.
- What, he lives in that?
He lives in there with the money.
Come on, go ahead.
- It's crazy. No sh*t.
- Go back to bed.
Oh.
Hey, that's Maria now.
Come on.
I gotta lock this up.
Now remember, your partner here
came down with a severe head cold.
- Got it.
- All right?
- Yeah.
- You gotta get my back on this one.
- You got it.
- Put those keys back behind the desk.
- I'll see you tomorrow.
- Okay.
F***ing dog.
Boy, what, are you taking
a night off, Pop?
Hey.
No, I was just taking
a little break.
Well, good for you.
- What's going on here?
- They let your father go.
- What?
- After 10 years, no warning.
- Enough, dear. Enough, dear.
- Nice people, huh?
What, because of that thing
in the bathroom the other night?
- Mm-hmm, of course that's why.
- It's fine, really, enough.
- That's it.
- No no, it's not fine.
- He had no right.
- He's the boss, he has the right.
No. Why? Because you stood up
to that jerk-off, that's why?
Of course that's why.
The bunch of hoodlums
- living their lives like criminals.
- Enough.
- Enough, both of you.
- No, that's not enough!
You've been there 10 years and what?
He's just gonna say,
"That's it, no more"?
- Mm-hmm.
- That's exactly what they're gonna say.
And they can and they did.
And that's all.
10 years my father's
working for these people.
And what has he got
to show for it? Nothing.
No retirement, no insurance.
You know what?
I worry about that stuff, you know?
Yeah well,
we all worry about that, kid.
What are you gonna do?
Come on, let's get to work.
Oh, your date was good?
It's the circus.
What are you gonna do?
Giana loved it.
There were clowns and things.
You know, they had a unicorn
and some craziness.
- You know?
- Oh yeah?
Hey, so what's the deal at Empire?
You know,
far as insurance or retirement?
Again with the retirement? You're
too young to worry about retirement.
Especially with those hoodlums,
believe me.
Ahh, you keep saying that.
What's the deal?
They're crooked, right?
Huh, always in that room?
Yeah. They ain't playing
Tiddlywinks in there, pal.
You just wait out here, okay?
You're like that cartoon thing...
you worry too much.
Hey, guys, how you doing?
Trust me, from here out
you'll be doing the heavy lifting,
I guarantee you that.
They don't pay me enough to do...
Get your hands up!
It's okay, whoa whoa whoa.
Shut the f*** up! Shut up!
Shut the f*** up!
Come on, come here,
you motherf***er!
- Motherf***er, motherf***er!
- I'll kill you, no!
Get the f***...
No no, hey!
No!
Yo yo, hey!
Marie...
Get the f*** outta here.
Let's go!
F*** the money!
Let's get the f*** outta here.
Kid's lucky
he was wearing a vest.
If not, game over.
- No doubt.
- The kid's named Potami or something.
He's right over there.
I'm gonna go talk to him.
Mr. "Potami".
I'm Jerry Ransone, cop...
detective, you know.
Is he dead?
Yeah. High probability.
Listen, Mr. Potami...
hey hey. Whoa whoa.
Easy,okay?
Listen, if you had anything to do
with this whole whatever-just-
went-down... listen to me,
now's a better time than later
if you want to shoot straight with me.
I'm giving you a chance.
Sound fair to you?
Listen, I'm not gonna
waste your time,
I don't want you to waste my time.
I got a life too.
- I got a lot of sh*t to do, okay?
- I already told the other cops.
Okay? I had nothing
to do with this.
He's a good guy.
I liked him. He had a family.
F***ing break already, okay?
It's all right.
The kid's clean.
What?
He's clean.
The kid's clean. Let him go.
All right, I'm gonna go.
My motherjust wanted me
to stop by,
make sure you were alive.
- You should stay.
- I'm still here.
You Okay?
Yeah, I... you know.
Feels like I got kicked
in the ribs or something.
Yeah, except it was a gun.
Yeah, thank God
for that gun-protector thing.
All right, I'm gonna go.
- No, don't.
- Don't you want to eat?
- Sit down, eat something.
- I've gotta go to work.
I'll see you guys later.
Glad you're okay, Chris.
- Thanks, Nance.
- Good night.
- She's a good girl.
- Yeah.
- Very nice girl. I like her.
- Like a sister that I like.
- Shut up.
- Hey.
The main thing is
that you're safe, thank God.
- That's the main thing.
- And your partner?
The job will take care
for his family?
- That's what they said.
- Then that's what they'll do, right?
That's what they said.
Good.
Oh hey!
F***ing-a, malaka.
I thought your dad was
the man of steel, right?
- With the mouth.
- Oh, I'm sorry. Excuse my language.
What happened?
I mean a f***ing bomb?!
- His friend was just killed, Eddie.
- I know, that sucks.
- Are you kidding? I mean...
- None of this would have happened
if it wasn't for that thing
with you smoking pot and all that.
- In the Led Zeppelin show.
- No, I know.
- Chris would be a police officer now.
- I know, I feel terrible.
Yeah, you're talking about
Black Sabbath, by the way.
Trust me,
I wish we saw Zeppelin.
What the f*** happened, bro?
- Oop.
- I'm gonna go.
- Where are you going?
- I'm gonna go lay down or something.
Going to lay down?
Why would everybody...
everybody leaves when I show up?
Yo, what channel's cable?
A botched attempt
at an armored-car robbery
left one man dead
and a slew of questions,
as a pipe bomb was detonated
in broad daylight
at 125th and Lennox Avenue
in Manhattan.
Police are investigating
the robbery as two suspects,
both wearing masks, fled the scene
in what's being described
as a blue van.
Potamis!
- Yeah?
- So you'll be working nights here now.
What? Why?
We give our guys
on the streets guns
to shoot people
who show up with other guns.
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