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Ah!

What's going on, Willie?

Nothing. I just got a little

overwhelmed, that's all. I'm good.

That was a hell of a

time for a panic attack!

I'm sorry.

No need for that. We made it.

Hard part's over.

Now's the time for the grand finale.

Taxi! Taxi!

All right.

Astoria, Queens, please.

He's not going to stop anytime soon.

He'll eventually pass out.

Gentlemen,

can I interest you in dessert?

What kind of pie do you have?

We have Key lime, vegan

pumpkin, cherry-mango...

A slice of each.

And more champagne.

Yeah, more champagne.

Champagne it is.

Whoa, no more booze for you.

Steady there, lightweight.

It's not the booze.

What? Wait, it's not the booze?

Hey! Can you please call an ambulance?

Please?

Where does it hurt, Willie?

Everywhere.

Oh, God.

Oh, sh*t.

Pull him up. It's wet.

Call an ambulance!

It just happened so quickly.

Zoom in.

Freeze frame there.

African-American?

Appears so.

Got to be at least late 60's.

Get stills of the others.

I want them plastered everywhere.

He never talked about this?

Not a peep.

He holds things very close to the vest.

He's very tight emotionally.

Well...

Willie's in full renal failure.

He needs a kidney transplant.

Or what?

Uh, let's just say, he won't

leave here without one.

They must have been very young and nimble.

I fired a barrage of shots at them,

and they were able to

evade all the bullets.

I've been on the job for a month now...

and the bank has been robbed twice.

So, I think I'm going to go

back to my job as a barista,

where I'm less likely to be shot.

All I can say is, thank God for me!

It was a day of heroism for me.

Hey!

We're famous.

Better. We're infamous.

Keep it down. We're not

out of the woods yet.

So, what's going on, Willie?

You don't come to us, you

don't tell us you're sick.

We're your friends, man. We're all you got.

It's my business, guys.

Your business? Your business.

Talk to him, Joe. I can't...

You're a selfish old bastard.

I don't get it, Will.

I would have given you my kidney last week.

Yours is probably no good.

I still would've given it to you.

We're friends, Willie.

We're supposed to look after

each other, aren't we?

Well, let us do it. Okay?

The suspects are armed, dangerous,

and possibly in their

late 60's or early 70's.

They were disguised as the Rat Pack,

Dean Martin, Frank Sinatra,

and Sammy Davis Jr.

Let's get out of here.

The FBI has just released this

surveillance video of the robbery.

If you have any information, please

call the number on our screen.

I knew it. I knew when I saw

that bank surveillance.

Same height, same weight.

A lot of people fit that bill.

Yeah, but who runs like that?

We're going to need a copy of this.

Got one right here. Uh-uh.

I believe there's a reward.

A reward?

Yeah. I need the money. My grandma

got locked up last night.

You know how it is, right, brother?

- Annie.

- Yeah.

I have to talk to you.

I lost this tooth last week.

Did the tooth fairy come?

He brought me five dollars.

Five... You're kidding.

You know the most I ever got was a quarter?

You can't buy anything with

quarters anymore, Grandpa.

Tell me about it.

- Willie?

- Huh?

These men are with the FBI.

The FBI?

Must be bringing me a kidney.

Strike three! You're out!

Way to go, kiddo.

Yes!

That's my girl!

Hey! I've got to go and find a bathroom.

All right, man.

That was awesome, Brook.

Well, here's what I think.

Old man finds himself in the

middle of a bank robbery,

and he gets his juices flowing.

And he thinks to himself,

"I could rob a bank.

"I'm smart.

"I've got nothing to lose.

"What's the worst that

can end up happening?

"I can end up spending the

last years of my life

"in some country club

style prison, rent-free."

You go to school for that?

Well, Mr. Garner,

we seem to be missing one

hour of your existence.

Between 2:
30 p.m. and 3:30 p.m.

The same hour that three elderly gentlemen

robbed 2.3 million dollars

from the Williamsburg Savings Bank.

Wow, that's some hefty payday.

You were working the haunted house

ride between 2:
00 p.m. and 4:00 p.m.?

That's what I said.

And you never left that ride?

Only to go inside. Scare the kids.

I got up, like I always do. 6:00 A.M.

I walked my granddaughter to school.

Like I do every day.

Well, it's a fairly new relationship,

so we spend a lot of time together.

Let's see, first thing in the

morning, we made love twice.

No.

Three times.

And that was it.

Annie Santori.

And then, we got up. I made pancakes...

And then, I got dressed.

Got dressed. Had breakfast at Nat's.

I go there...

Couple of times a week at least.

For years. He's a regular.

You seeing anybody?

I'm married with two kids.

Well, take my number. Things happen.

I got dressed.

I gathered the tickets for the ride booth.

I'm on that committee for the fundraiser.

All right, boys, good luck to us all.

Time to get in the bag.

Got to the park around 2:00 p.m.

Talked to my friend Paul for a few minutes,

then ran one of the ticket booths.

Hi, Tony.

Good afternoon.

I've got you a souvenir.

Oh, thanks, Joe. I needed a hat.

And that's where I was for

most of the carnival.

You can ask anyone who bought a ticket.

They'll tell you they got

it from a handsome old gent

in a gray flat cap.

Then we went to the fair,

and I was at the cotton

candy stand till 2:00,

and then Mr. Milton Kupchak relieved me.

Al was there all day.

At 2:
30 p.m.?

- 'Who?

- Al?

Garner?

Yes.

He's here?

You know, in the cotton candy booth,

he tried to sell me cocaine.

And I'm prepared to testify.

Kids love the haunted house.

Frankenstein's one of their favorites.

Must have been in there over an hour.

Yes, I've had stomach issues for years

from all the drinking I used to do.

It's called diverticulitis,

and the doctor says I should probably

have a section of my colon removed.

I don't really like that idea.

So from 2:
30 P.M. to 3:30 P.

M., give or take,

you were

going to the bathroom?

Yes.

It's very tedious, but I keep reading

material with me all the time.

Helps pass the time.

After that, I found my lady friend,

and we rehearsed our karaoke performance.

Then what happens?

Oh, my God!

Look out!

Would you mind washing

this dirty laundry for me?

You got it.

Altogether, it was a lovely

day at the carnival.

Hit me with your best shot.

Oh!

Wow! Pretty solid story, Mr. Harding.

The truth is easy to remember.

Yeah. It was almost perfect.

Except let me tell you a little

something about criminals.

They always make one stupid mistake

that ends up screwing up the whole plan.

I'm going to need you to take

a ride with me, Harding.

Okay, guys, let's go. Clear the gym.

Official business.

Come on, man. What the hell?

Out the back door there.

All right. Folks, come up.

Hurry up, let's go.

Let's go. Let's go.

Right over here. Line them up.

I want you to start with

that man over there, okay?

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