Five Thirteen

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IJ"

(fly buzzing)

(police radio chatter)

2-5, K.

Man:
K, 0-5 can you ascertain if the apprehension

team on the S-N.

man:
Apprehension team on the S-N.

Man:
3-0-1 to 3-3-2.

man:
All units, 10-31.

(radio chatter continues)

(sputtering)

man:
All units 10-6.

man:
Yeah, we're gonna be

stuck up here for a while,

so we're not gonna be

able to run over there for you.

(siren blaring)

(police radio chatter)

man:
ls there a problem, officer?

Officer:
Not yet.

Put your keys

on the dashboard.

Put your hands on

the wheel.

What do we got here?

One, two, three,

four, five, six beers, wow.

That's impressive.

We call that a DUI

around here.

You drink all

those by yourself?

No, sir.

Are you under

the influence?

No, I'm not, sir.

- Are you sure?

- Yes, sir.

Well, who did drink?

A friend had a couple of beers,

I dropped him off

about two miles down the road.

- Oh, your friend?

- Yes, sir.

Your friend,

I remember him.

All right...

All right.

License and registration.

IJ"

Nice and slow.

(police radio squawks)

Take it easy.

Put your hands back up

where I can see them.

Man:
5-4-9-6, you got a live one?

- Yeah?

- man:
Go ahead.

Can I get a license

check on...

A s-a 5.3

- 7-92-3.

- man:
10-4.

- Step out of the car.

- Officer, is there a problem?

Step out of the car,

nice and slow.

Yes, sir.

Officer:
Face me.

Hands

behind your head.

Is there anything in the vehicle

that I should be aware of?

Man:
No, sir.

- Weapons?

- No, sir.

- Drugs?

- No, sir.

What's in the bags?

Clothes, sir.

Where

are you going?

Vegas.

Vegas?

What's in Vegas?

I'm going to do

some gambling

with some friends.

What's in the ice box?

Some sodas and

some water.

IJ"

(rattling)

What the hell...

What the f***?

- Officer, it's not what you think!

- What the f*** is that?

- It's not what you think, officer!

- What is it?

- What the f*** is it, tell me!

- I can explain, it's not--

It's not

what you think!

- Walk towards the car!

- It's not what you think.

Walk towards the car--

put your hands on the car.

It's not what you

think, officer.

Don't you dare move.

(gun firing)

(police radio chatter)

IJ"

(siren blaring)

man:
Yo.

Yo, what's up, Glen?

- What's up, man?

- What's up?

This is my man, Mike,

I was telling you about.

Mike's gonna help us

out with the job.

(gulping)

(belching)

(grunting)

How old are you?

- Really?

- Yeah.

- Think you're gonna make 30?

- Yeah.

- What?

- Yeah.

Well, confident.

(chuckles)

So...

You tried

pfison,huh?

How much time

you do?

Four years.

Man:
When did you get out?

Just a couple of

weeks back.

I haven't

been to prison.

- Never.

- Lucky you.

Man:
No, smart me.

So...

Who's your PO?

I don't give a f***.

Hey, look...

IJ"

I need an extra gunner,

for Reggie and me, okay?

We take the cash and

then we bounce.

But I need a gunner in case

something goes South, you know?

You ever killed anybody?

- No.

-No?

I have.

I've killed many

people.

And I'm glad every

f***ing one of them is dead.

So...

F*** it,

you tell him.

Man:
All right.

It's a simple job.

- The bank--

- Private bank.

My wife works at a private bank

and they're about to receive...

- 4 million in cash.

- $4 million in cash, huh?

Plain and simple.

4:
00 p.m., we go to the bank.

We get off the elevator.

- Everybody down!

- Reggie and me go to the bathroom,

where my wife will be

waiting for us.

Be quiet!

(gun c*cks)

We come out from the bathroom,

and I will have taken my wife hostage,

and we are going to the safe.

Get the key,

let's go to the safe.

We go in.

We don't do nothing wrong...

but take the money,

and then we leave.

Oxsana is the driver.

My wife will take care of the cameras,

all the other, you know,

internal bullshit.

What's

internal bullshit?

What?

Man:
Basic sh*t.

Cameras, alarms.

Locks.

Hamburgers, party favors,

sh*t like that.

Hey, look, if you don't think I know

what I'm doing, you should just go.

I'm just trying to make sure

you all know what y'all--

I said, if you don't think

we know what we are doing,

you should just go.

All right?

We go to

point "B," okay?

We split into two

groups.

Pablo and I in one car,

three of you in another,

and we meet back here

in an hour.

Whole job should

take no more than, uh...

- No more than two minutes.

- No more than two minutes.

So what do you think?

You in?

Look, man, it's

all about the cash.

- I'm not bringing you into some bullshit.

- Shut the f*** up, okay?

Come on,

Pablo, he knows that.

Now, it would be in your

best interest to say yes,

because we might have to kill

you now, you know too much.

Yeah, I'm in, man.

Let's get this--

let's get paid, come on.

What?

Let's get paid?

(chortling)

I like you, Mike.

I think.

Babe, I was talking to this guy,

an old friend of mine, Jonas.

He's got a little

office in Brooklyn.

He was telling me, he's got a

couple little investors,

looking to find some business,

so when we get there,

I might get couple of clients.

- That's great, honey.

- It's gonna be good.

New York

is gonna be good.

You're not eating?

I'm not hungry.

You Okay?

Shelley's not here

and it's late.

She probably

hasn't even eaten yet,

knowing him--

He's so irresponsible.

I think she's

probably fine.

- She's with her daddy.

- Yeah, that's the whole point.

I don't need him

around her.

Not after all this time.

Man:
Babe.

It's Shelley's dad.

Give him a couple of hours with his daughter

before we go to New York.

Yeah.

That's another thing.

- He's coming too.

- Who told you that?

Woman:
Pablo.

- Pablo, your brother?

- Yes.

Well...

I mean, that's the whole reason

we're leaving in the first place,

to get away and...

- There you go.

- Babe, relax.

We're gonna go to New York,

you, me, Shelley.

We're gonna have a great

life, great apartment, great job.

If Mike comes to New York,

so what?

No, it's better for

her if he's not in her life.

He's not gonna--

(car horn honking)

Relax.

IJ"

See, you got nothing

to worry about.

He's here now.

Mommy, Mommy, Daddy's

coming to New York with us.

Woman:
Oh, is he now?

- Did you have fun, darling?

- Yes.

Would you go inside and make sure

all your toys are packed for Mommy?

- Okay.

- Okay, kissy.

Bye, daddy,

I love you.

Bye, baby, love you.

Wow, you look--

you look amazing.

Where we going tonight?

We going dancing?

Cute.

Do you realize

what time it is?

We said 6:
00.

It's 8.30, Mike.

I took my daughter

to the amusement park.

She wanted to ride

all the rides.

So now you're telling her

you're coming to New York, huh?

I got a business opportunity.

Do you now?

Some things never change--

Give me the bag.

And don't bother

coming tomorrow, either.

That'll be way too hard

on Shelley.

- All right?

- Oh, really?

- Bye, Mike.

- What's all this about?

IJ"

(car engine starts)

(beep)

woman:
Hey, Lisa, it's Mom.

Call me back sweetie.

Love you.

(beeping)

man:
Hey, Lisa.

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