Heist Page #3

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not we got a straight shot.

There is no "we."

We make it out

of the Swan alive,

I'm on my own.

You have a problem with that?

As long as we got our money,

I don't give a rat's ass where you go.

Let me know if you need

a quick tutorial.

Where'd you learn to do that?

Fort Beginning for Boys.

- Army?

- Yeah.

The only thing I served

is fries, my friend.

I'd never have guessed.

Dante and I will

lock-bump our way

onto the Swan's main floor.

The main casino floor

is empty at the time of night.

Everyone goes below

to close out.

Go, go, go.

As long as I've known him, good old

Jerry like to take a leisurely stroll

to the break room for a

stale donut and coffee

right at 3:
25.

All the inner doors

are maglocked

with a three-point

security seal.

The vault itself

is on a secure circuit.

The rest of the system is hooked

into the ship's old wiring.

So wait for me and Dante

to get into position.

At exactly 3:
30 A.M.,

you kill the power.

Let's go, let's go, let's go.

From the time the lights go out,

we have 10 minutes

to get in and out

before back-up generators

come on

and lock down the ship.

Come on, let's go.

Move.

Let's go, let's go.

Quick, come on. Let's go.

This way. Let's hope

this f***ing code works.

All right, you motherf***er,

unlock.

- Hey!

- Whoa, whoa.

What?

Can you come back later, please?

Thank you.

Let's go!

Move.

Green bags only, dirty stuff.

Let's go,

in the bags. Hurry.

No, we're good.

Come on.

- Let's do this.

- Come on.

Come on, come on, come on.

Come on, guys, come on.

Come on, come on, come on.

F***in' A! Let's go!

Quit f***in' around.

- Let's go, come on. Get the bags.

- That's right.

- That's nice, get out.

- Let's get out.

- Let's get out of here.

- Let's go.

Sh*t.

If something goes bad,

what's plan B?

Plan B is run

for your f***ing life.

Let's go, let's go, let's go!

Sh*t, sh*t.

- F***ers!

- Gah!

Back to the...

Ready? Go!

- Ah!

- Dante!

I got you, man.

I'm getting the f***

out of here.

Come on!

Get out of here, Mickey.

Come on, get out of here.

Get the f*** out of here.

Get the f*** out of here.

Get the f*** out of here.

What the f***?

Un-f***in' believable!

This way, follow me.

A**hole!

This way! F***!

Come on.

Let's go, buddy.

Come on.

- F***!

- Come on, man! Let's get out of here!

- This way!

- Go, go, go, go! Here!

- Morning.

- Yes, it is.

- Ma?

- Hi, honey.

Mom, what are you doing awake?

I couldn't sleep.

Your medication isn't working?

I haven't taken it yet.

I was thinking of taking

the dog out for a walk.

It's 4:
00 A.M., Ma.

I worry about you.

I'll be fine.

God damn it, run.

Ah!

Ugh! Come on!

All right, I love you.

Good night.

Come on.

Go.

Please, please.

Open the f***in' door!

Open the f***in' door!

Let's go!

- What the f***?

- Ahh!

Close the door and drive.

Let's go!

Everybody be cool.

We'll be out of here in a second.

Cops!

Take your mask off.

We gotta blend in.

Everybody act normal,

nobody gets hurt.

This is Officer Bauhaus.

Multiple shots fired.

I'm in pursuit.

F***.

She wants me to pull over!

Keep driving.

F*** this!

Ah!

Shots fired.

In pursuit of at least

one armed suspect.

Don't ever put your

f***ing hands on me again.

Pretty sure shooting a cop is

not very good for our situation.

I'm in charge!

Please describe the bus, over.

Bus #657.

I repeat, 657.

I'm in charge.

Noted.

I'm gonna make this

real f***ing simple for you.

Lose that cop,

or lose your goddamn life.

Whatever you say.

We're cool.

Calling all units,

possible hostage situation.

Commuter bus...

bus #657.

I repeat, bus 657.

- Head I-10 west.

- Cox, what are you doing?

Improvising.

Head 1-10 west!

Go that way!

Suspect appears to be headed

towards Interstate 10 onramp, over.

All units, we have suspects headed

towards the Russell onramp.

Set up stingers just west of Waterloo,

right before the onramp.

So what do you suppose

they're up to now?

Setting up a roadblock.

Stop your vehicle.

We're setting up a roadblock.

There's nowhere for you to go.

I need a phone.

Who's got a phone?

Who's got a lipstick?

Thank you.

- What's your name?

- Rebecca.

All right, Rebecca.

What's your phone number?

Get me the f***in' cops

on this thing.

...0-1...

- Get me the f***in' cops on that thing!

All right, all right, all right!

Dispatch, this is 657.

Put me through to PD.

Please stand by, bus 657.

I can't stand by!

Patch me through to PD!

Do you need assistance?

The f***in' cops!

Quit f***ing around!

- I can't wait!

- Hey. I'm gonna need you to back off.

- You know I can't do that.

- Why?

Because I'm the cop, and you're the robber.

That's the game.

- It's pretty black and white, pal.

- No gray area?

- No.

- Oh, come on. There's always a gray area,

- Officer...

- Bauhaus.

All right, you got a first name?

Cops, now!

- Patch me through to the police.

- Quit f***in' around!

Kris, I need you

to clear the roadblock.

- Tell them to clear the roadblock!

- Just give me a second.

- I'm working on it.

- Clear the goddamn roadblock!

Listen to me.

I'm going to need you to trust me.

Kris, I can't help

these people on the bus

if you don't give me this one.

Stay right there.

Keep your eyes on us.

But I need you

to clear that roadblock.

We gotta get on the Interstate.

- They gotta clear the roadblock!

- You do this for me,

I promise you, I give you my word,

no one gets hurt.

Tell them that people

are going to start dying.

Captain Michaels,

I need you to remove all roadblocks.

I repeat... removal of all roadblocks,

over.

Negative, Bauhaus,

I'm not letting them on the Interstate.

- But, sir, I have one of...

- The roadblock stays, Bauhaus.

It's out of my control.

Kris, I've got at least

10 people on this bus,

including a little boy

and a pregnant girl.

Tell them to clear

the f***in' roadblock!

This lunatic?

I can't control him if this bus stops.

Tell them to clear

the roadblock!

You'd better keep

your f***ing word.

Look out, look out!

Go there!

Kris, are you there?

You okay?

Eat a dick.

You ever try a real cigarette?

I only smoke vapor, baby.

Used to just roll tobacco

in paper,

then enter the filter,

now this vapor bullshit.

Mmm.

If and when you ever have kids,

they won't even know

what a real cigarette is.

They'll just think

it's something from old movies.

What are you saying, baby?

Everything dies.

From the moment

something's born or invented,

we're on a one-way course

with obsolescence.

Obso-what?

Yeah?

Sorry to call you so early.

No one calls with good news

at 5:
00 A.M.

Derrick, there's no right way

to break bad news.

So how bad is it?

- How much?

- Three mil.

I'm sorry. Maybe I just had a

stroke on my way over here,

'cause I thought I just

heard you say $3 million.

- Yeah.

- Tell me it wasn't the house cash.

- Who?

- Vaughn, two others.

- You sure?

- Positive.

- Where are they?

- They're on a bus.

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