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was let you down.

Pick up.

Neil, man. What's up?

What's up?

What are you doing here?

I'm looking for a driver

who can handle scanners on the radio.

Right now, today.

You remember the drill?

Yeah, sure.

You cool?

You know I'm cool.

One answer, yes or no. Right now.

Yeah, man. F***, yeah. You're on.

Out back in five.

What's burning?

What is this?

Where do you think you're going?

Don't move! Put your hands in the air!

Hands up!

Put them up! Now!

Get on your knees!

The keys!

Get on your knees!

Get over there!

Turn around!

Put your hands behind you!

Get down!

Stay down!

Get down!

-Down!

-The keys! The keys!

Stay down!

We want to hurt no one.

We want the bank's money, not yours.

Your money is insured by the government.

You won't lose a dime.

Think of your families.

Don't risk your life. Don't be a hero.

I want you to sit on the floor, put your

hands on your head. Anybody feels sick...

...anybody got heart trouble,

lean against the wall.

The key.

What key?

Sit down and stay down!

Sit there. Don't move. Let it bleed.

Get down. Down, down, down.

Put your heads down!

You guys working a case

on a Neil McCauley?

This C.I., Hugh Benny,

called in about a bank.

Far East National Bank, 11:30!

I want a block at Figueroa and Fifth...

...and I want a block

northbound Flower at Sixth.

They're already coming out.

We gotta take them in the car.

Wait till they are all in.

Get clean shots. Watch your background.

Police! Move!

Move. Move. Get down.

Move it. Down, down.

We did it!

Move!

Get down!

Get in the car!

Go! Go!

Go!

Go!

Get down!

Out of the way! Get them down! Now!

Come here.

I got you.

Tragedy in the neighborhood today.

A bank robbery spilled out into the street.

Claudia Newman, live on the scene.

She has the latest.

This afternoon, a neighborhood was

terrorized by a bank holdup gone wrong.

With the streets full of shoppers and kids,

police and armed robbers....

Excuse me, bartender.

Our top story tonight:

Robbery, pursuit and, finally, death.

A Los Angeles neighborhood is shaken

by a bank robbery...

...that ended in homicide and terror.

Michael Cheritto...

...one of four men involved

in the foiled robbery, died at the scene.

Also fatally wounded:

...another suspect, Donald Breedan,

who died of gunshot wounds...

...during the extensive gunfire

between police and suspects.

All right, hold him.

It's all right.

So?

He's got blood loss and shock.

I'll give you quarter-grain bottles

of morphine for the pain.

Bottom line?

It's mostly tissue damage, which is good.

His clavicle's fractured. Can you rest?

Six, seven hours.

-That's it?

-That's it.

Take off your shirt.

What?

Take off your shirt.

My daughter gave it to me.

I don't give a sh*t. Take it off.

Listen to me.

Nate's going to pick you up.

He's going to take you to his place.

Where's Charlene?

We gotta go. We're on the 6 o'clock news.

We gotta get out of here.

I'm not going without her.

Think about that.

I will meet you at Nate's.

Where are you going?

To find out if our out got spilled

along with every other damn thing.

Who did it?

Who wasn't there?

Trejo.

See you at Nate's.

You still want me?

You come down here right now

and you get me. Dominick and me.

Okay, baby.

I'll be there in two hours.

All right.

Goddamn you, Chris.

Goddamn you.

You're on a plane to Los Angeles.

Right.

Why did you do it? What happened?

-They made me.

-Who?

Where's Anna?

She's dead.

So is Michael and Breedan,

the guy who stood in for you.

Who did it?

Who did it?

They had Anna, man.

Who?

Waingro.

Waingro.

On his own?

-For someone.

-Who?

The other he worked for.

Van Zant.

Van Zant?

Are you sure?

Van Zant.

Did you tell them how we're getting out?

I don't think so.

Come on.

I don't remember.

I'll call a medic.

I'm not going to make it.

I can't feel a bloody thing.

My Anna's gone.

She's gone.

Don't leave me like this.

Please, homes.

Don't leave me like this.

You on a cellular? Use a hard line.

It's a new one.

The guy lives on Hillside Terrace, Encino.

10725.

Chris?

He's with me, my place.

Next, Waingro, okay?

You got the time?

I'll make time.

And I need a new out.

Is it blown?

How can I trust it?

You got it.

Stay healthy.

Charlene Shiherlis.

Drucker's got a safe house in Venice

to stash her in.

Neil's transportation.

Get on the phone. Somewhere, someone's

trying to put it together for him.

You don't believe he already had a plan?

Sure. Now he needs another.

Would you trust yours

after this afternoon?

This rat motherf***er,

where did we get him?

He's a C.I. for a burglary cop.

Called in the tip on the bank.

On Neil McCauley.

How much time we got?

Eight, ten hours for him to set up

a new out. After that, he's gone, bye-bye.

You ratted McCauley to us!

How'd you know?

Who told you?

Who told you, rat motherf***er?

Who?

Waingro, where is he?

Where?

How would I know?

Well...

...what do we have here?

This pretty?

This pretty?

You piece of sh*t.

Told me you wanted out from under.

You're scared, right?

You want out? This is out.

-Yeah, what's your end?

-I don't need no stupid broad.

How'd I get into this?

Easy.

You heard me. She had a rough ride.

Fix her a drink.

Look in the cabinet above the sink.

F*** her.

You better get in there and stay in there.

Lookie here.

My name is Sgt. Drucker, LAPD Homicide.

You want to put Dominick

in the bedroom?

He stays with me.

So, what now?

He's right.

You want out? This is out.

You believe you have to betray Chris?

No sh*t.

That's right. You would have to.

See, if you don't betray Chris,

you victimize Dominick.

'Cause he becomes an orphan

when you go to prison as an accessory...

...'cause you got no parents to take him.

So he ends up raised in foster homes...

...juvenile facilities.

Then he steals a car.

Then he winds up in gladiator academies

like Chino and Tracy.

F***ed for life.

You know what happens,

because you've been there.

Dominick didn't get a chance yet

to choose his life. But Chris did.

If you give up Chris, you get off clean.

You can do it...

...for your kid, so you can raise him.

What else are you selling?

All kinds of sh*t.

But I don't have to sell this, you know it.

This kind of sh*t here sells itself.

Here's an update.

Drucker's on Line 2.

Hold on for a second.

Drucker's on the other line.

Conference him in.

Go ahead.

Vincent, it's me.

One answer. What's it going to be?

We're set here. She'll make the call.

That's good. Here's the deal.

Hugh Benny has reformed

his wayward life...

...and become a born-again good citizen.

Apparently, Neil got sold out to us

by this cowboy named Waingro.

Waingro used to be a part of Neil's crew,

then went to work for a money launderer.

Van Zant.

Units are at Van Zant's house

as we speak...

...because he got shot dead earlier tonight.

If Neil goes after anybody else,

it's going to be Waingro.

Waingro just got himself a suite

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