How to Steal 2 Million Page #2

Synopsis: It's a jungle out there. That's how we meet our lead character Jack. It's been five years since he's seen his partner and best friend Twala. Jack did five years for a robbery gone bad. Twala never got caught and Jack never talked. But Twala is as treacherous as Jack is honourable. He's married Jack's former fiancée. Jack wants to go legit but after being rejected for a loan he needs a new source of capital. Twala presents him with an opportunity a job with a R2 million take. The complication is that the mark is Twala's father. Jacks partner for the job is the tough and sexy Olive. Little does he know she will prove to be more devious then his old friend.
Genre: Action, Drama
Director(s): Charlie Vundla
  1 nomination.
 
IMDB:
5.3
NOT RATED
Year:
2011
82 min
160 Views


ruin this for me, hey?

He's talking about

wires now.

He doesn't have

a f***ing clue.

If he did, you'd already be at

the bottom of the lake.

He's sharp.

And he's paranoid.

He's going to

figure this out.

Hey.

If you back out

of this deal

you're f***ed, you

greedy Dutchman.

You think a crusty, old

apartheid cop like you

is going to make

it in prison?

What about protection

for me and my family?

It's on the table

for discussion.

No.

I want it in black and white.

Otherwise I'm out.

I'll see what I can do.

No, you just f***ing do it.

(lounge music )

(inaudible)

(still inaudible)

(lighter flicking)

Hey.

(Olive)

Stop it!

Is that it?

Will you stop it?

Assault.

And?

Attempted murder.

(city sounds)

(Twala)

Well?

Don't get too cocky.

I don't know.

No you're not.

You need to get serious

if this is going to work.

It was a stupid suggestion.

He's getting closer.

This is the only

way it can work.

For all of us.

(children playing)

If this is all

you can manage,

I'm doing the best I can.

I'll be sure to tell them that at

school when I can't afford his fees.

I've got a job coming up.

What do you want me to say?

Thank you?

Maybe if I can

pull this job off,

we can start a

new arrangement.

Like the old arrangement?

And the one before that.

I've been sober for a month.

How are you ever

going to be a good mother,

when all you ever

think about is yourself?

I'm going to take my kid.

We'll see what happens.

It was nice talking

to you, mom.

Pay attention.

It's about one craftsman

appreciating another...

admiring his process.

And his talent.

I'm already pretty

damn good.

It will be the last

pocket you ever pick.

I've seen stories like

yours a million times.

And you think a nine to five

will help me with my record?

You need patience,

preparation and time.

So, what have

you got planned?

Something big.

Something...

And I was thinking you

were going legit.

Do you want my help or not?

Open the safe!

No!

No!

(Olive laughing)

You think it's funny?

Lighten up, man.

Start again.

Open the safe.

Is it funny now?

Okay, you've made

your point.

I don't know.

Fire a warning shot.

Okay, I got it.

The power of the

gun is fear,

not bullets.

How much?

When did you start

drinking again?

You have me shopping

at f***ing Jumbo.

So do tell me how much.

Don't worry about it.

And how am I

supposed to do that?

Like you always have.

By powdering your nose, or

popping another Valium.

(glass shatters)

Maybe pop two while

you're at it.

I have always been

there for you.

It didn't matter about the booze

or the women that you f***ed.

I just wanted one thing.

Just one f***ing thing.

I'll fix it.

What?

By asking daddy for help.

Jesus, you're so

f***ing pathetic.

You pathetic,

f***ing little man.

Shut up!

Or what?

Go buy yourself

something nice.

You're right, honey.

We both know that if it

wasn't for the money...

...I would of ended up

under a different roof.

Are you f***ing him?

Yes.

You b*tch!

I'm going to f***ing

kill you!

Open the door!

Open the f***ing door!

(door breaks)

I'll f***ing kill you...

(slapping)

(car engine running)

(heels clacking)

(car engine starts)

(dialing)

(hangs up)

Well?

(tire pops)

Wouldn't be any trouble.

Suit yourself.

So what?

It's over.

Go to Mozambique.

No, not good enough.

I'm out.

(radio)

(phone rings)

What?

(grocery store music plays )

And what the hell am I

supposed to do about that?

He won't listen to me.

Otherwise we're screwed.

(car door opens, shuts)

F***!

(knock on door)

(Jack)

What is it?

I need to see you.

Why?

Aren't you going

to let me in?

(city sounds)

You, had your chance.

(flicks lighter)

I wish I've never met him.

Then you wouldn't

have all your toys.

That's not what I need.

I can't do that anymore.

I'm telling you I made

the wrong choice.

It doesn't make

any difference.

Then why did you

answer the phone?

Maybe I was curious.

To know what it

would be like?

You are wasting

your time here.

And Kim...

Never call me again.

(bumps Olive) (Kim) Sorry.

What was that about?

You don't know that.

You won't have to.

Mmhh. I don't

work like this.

It's not worth it.

I have a son.

I can't wait.

You know how they say the ocean

is clear as crystal down south?

Ride off into the sunset

or some stupid sh*t.

(city sounds)

(guns cocking)

(flicks lighter)

(lighter flicks)

(car tires screech)

(Security guard)

Security.

(Jack)

Don't move.

(Maid) I've got two children,

please don't hurt me.

(Olive)

Hey, shut up.

(pistol whips maid)

(Olive)

What?

(Security guard)

No.

(door opens, shuts)

(Julius)

My office is downtown.

(Julius)

Alright.

Don't ever f*** with me.

(Julius)

I said it's okay.

(cellphone rings)

(keys jingle, safe unlocks)

(Jack)

Yo! Oh, my God.

(Julius)

Listen, young man.

I can give you

and your partner,

a chance to

get out of this.

And we can all go

our separate ways.

(cellphone rings again)

No, no, no.

(cellphone continues ringing)

(Olive)

Twenty past six.

(Olive)

Sh*t. Sh*t.

(car tires screech)

(gunshot)

Put your hands where I can

see them. Get out of the car.

If you don't get out

the car in three,

I'll shoot you.

One...

Two...

(gunshot)

(low-pitched tone)

He's dead.

Are you sure?

What the f***

are you doing?

(intense music plays )

But, Jack, that man.

F***, he's a cop.

What the f*** are

we going to do?

Shut the f*** up

and let me think.

F***, f***.

What?

F***.

I messed up.

(dialing)

What the hell is going on?

What?

Never have.

Never will.

How long?

Okay.

Have they found him?

(Tembe)

Found who?

The man I was

telling you about.

Leave police work

to the police.

I saw him with

my own two eyes.

He's the one who robbed

me, and shot Du Toit.

Are you guys looking

for him or not?

Taken care of?

How did you do it,

baba hey?

I mean, you can't

just execute him,

so you, you, make some

plans, for a home invasion,

but it's all just a rose to

reel in Du Toit and then, bang!

Have him shot.

Why would I want him dead?

Are you really going

to play this way?

How did you figure it out?

I mean...

What?

You never bothered to

check him for a wire?

That was a mistake!

(laughs)

Nothing to say?

The guys who did this

to me are pros.

Check the phone records.

Du Toit called me three

times before he arrived.

If it was all just a plan, I should

have answered and told him to come over.

So what's your story then,

hmmm...

You had two million stolen

off you, by a group of what...

Jehovahs witnesses?

I never thought you'd kill

a cop.

Now you'll see what

I can do.

Get out of my house.

(knocking on door)

Where have you been?

Around.

I've been trying to find

out what's going on.

Has Twala been putting

the squeeze on you?

He told me that is the

only way it could work.

For fucks sake.

I had to do right by

my son.

Of course...

All I had to do was to

wait one more second,

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