Inside Man Page #10

but I would rather wind up an old bigot

than a handsome young corpse.

Now, no offence, Detective,

but I'm just trying

to keep them away from us.

Now, what do you say we just

get these people safely out of the bank?

I hear that.

And I'll try and watch

what I say in the future.

You never know who's listening.

What are you doing?

Jesus. Sh*t.

They bugged us.

They bugged us.

Darius!

Darius, don't make a move!

- What?

- It's all f***ed up!

Do not make a move! Keep your men back!

What are you talking about?

They heard everything we said in the M.C.C.

- What?

- Stand down! Stand down!

The drawer with the demands in it!

They heard everything we said!

They put a transmitter in it!

They bugged us!

No, no, no. I'm going in.

Sh*t.

Get everyone together.

Steve! Steve-O!

They're coming in.

- Everybody good?

- Yeah.

All right! Everybody out!

- Put your masks on!

- Everyone out! Out!

- Go now!

- Go!

Go! Go! Go!

Now!

Get the f*** out!

Move!

Everybody up the f***ing stairs!

Move!

Move!

- Don't shoot! Don't shoot!

- Don't shoot!

- Get down! Get down on the ground!

- Don't shoot!

Cease fire!

Cease fire! Cease fire!

Cease fire! Cease fire!

Let's go, people.

Put your hands on your head!

Get down!

Put your hands on your head.

- Will somebody stop him?

- Get down!

Put your hands on your head.

- Put your hands on your head.

- Get them down!

- On the ground!

- Put your hands on your f***ing heads!

Do not move!

- Get down, put your hands on your head!

- Put the cuffs on them! Let's go!

What's going on?

Don't take any chances!

It wasn't me! I'm not a criminal!

Cuffs!

Don't shoot! Don't shoot!

- Don't move!

- I'm not moving!

- Don't move!

- Do not move!

Check them. Make sure they ain't got

no weapons on them and sh*t.

Hernandez!

Right here.

E.S.U. team, line up!

Door to the left, door to the left.

- Clear on the right.

- Clear!

- Left side clear.

- Clear!

- Clear.

- Clear.

- All clear!

Check under the desk.

- Clear.

- Checking the office. All clear, Sarge.

- Clear.

- Clear.

Clear.

Clear.

All clear, Sarge.

All clear. E.S.U. on the stairs.

Line it up!

Let's go, guys.

Team in, team in. Let's go.

Clear!

- Clear.

- Clear.

- Clear.

- Clear.

Clear.

- Clear, Sarge.

- Clear.

Give me a bunker up here.

I need a bunker up front.

Bringing the bunker up.

Clear, Sarge.

Clear.

- We're almost clear down here.

- Make sure you're sure.

- I'll keep looking.

- Stay on it.

Roger that.

Ready? Let's go.

This is the last door.

- Clear, Sarge!

- Come on down.

Did you find a dead hostage?

- Negative.

If it ain't here,

you must've missed something.

Maybe, but I'm pretty sure we're

the only ones moving around down here.

Check this out. They forgot to rob the joint.

Holy sh*t.

And you didn't find anybody?

We're still looking,

but there are no bad guys,

no booby traps, no tunnels, no damage.

- And nothing missing.

- Great, great, great.

We'll put out a city-wide description

for David f***ing Copperfield, then, huh?

Listen, I'm not trying to tell you

your jobs, Detectives,

but unless they swam out

through the toilets,

whoever did this

is upstairs sucking pavement.

All right, good job.

What's that?

Cell phones.

- Hey, guys! You need to see this.

- Okay.

Collins! Grab a uniform, make a quick count

of that money in there, all right?

- Yes, sir.

- And stand by, all right?

Don't let anybody get tempted,

including you!

Yes, sir!

Right here, Detective.

- What do you got?

- You're going to love this one. Toy guns.

Fake guns. You got to be kidding me.

- Toys.

- As if it wasn't weird enough already.

Cap,

come to the ladies' room.

On my way.

Check it out.

We can stop looking for that body.

Fake guns.

Fake execution.

Nobody goes home

till we get everybody's story.

Cap, we got something else

in the storage room.

- Porcario?

- Yo.

- Where's the men's room?

- Down the hallway on the left.

Pick them up, pick them up. Toss them.

I'm a hostage.

Stop pushing.

Female hostages to be searched

by female officers only!

All right, listen,

let's get these people up.

- I can't hear you. What?

- Valerie Keepsake.

Valerie Keepsake. Go, go, get on the bus.

- Kenneth Damerjian.

- Yeah.

Person one.

- I'm Peter Hammond.

- Eric Dodge.

- Wait!

- Chaim. My name's Chaim.

F***ing cocksucker.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Just give me your name.

Just give me your name.

Say your name.

I work in the bank!

I'm the bank security guard!

Nobody's listening!

Okay, we'll straighten it out.

Everybody's saying listen!

Nobody's listening!

We'll straighten it out. Come on.

- Listen, I'm not getting on the bus!

- Yes, you are.

Move! Move! Move!

- I am not! I work at the bank!

Collins, you got this?

Listen, I work at the bank!

All right, just get him on the bus.

Get him on the bus.

- Nobody's listening!

- All right. Calm down. Get on the bus.

Come on, guys, guys!

Over this way. Over this way.

Officer, take her over to Sarge. Come on.

Come on, let's get going

with these people off that line over there.

Come on.

Captain, I'm telling you,

this thing is a mess.

They thought this one out, soup to nuts.

So, lay it out for me.

We photograph everybody

that came out of the bank.

We sit them down, we question them,

we show them the photos.

Most of them can't point to anybody

that's guilty of anything.

We ask them if they could recognise

anybody who was not one of the bad guys.

Even if we considered someone

as a possible suspect,

there's one or two or three other people

that would rule them out.

It's like the thing never happened.

- What about prints?

- Everywhere. So what?

- All it shows is that these people were there.

- Alibis?

Just about everyone.

Even if their alibi was weak,

a hostage would identify them

as being one of the good guys.

There we are, back to square one.

Priors?

We got one employee who had

some juvie stuff. One customer had...

Excuse me.

One customer had an out-of-state warrant

for child support.

Another one had a couple of priors,

G.L.A. mostly.

Again, same problem.

Plus, he was a f***ing idiot.

- Bank cameras?

- Useless.

I'm telling you,

they thought of everything. Almost.

- Sounded like everything to me.

- But this.

We haven't found that. 357

or the perp that was holding it.

If you did, there'd be no prints on it anyway.

- Bury it.

- Bury it?

What the f*** do you expect me to say?

Captain, this thing stinks to high hell.

I mean, somebody did something here.

You said it yourself.

You got no robbery. No suspects.

Nobody's breathing down my neck

to come up with answers.

I'm not gonna breathe down yours. Bury it.

I wasn't expecting this.

I promise you,

I'll find you guys more cases to solve.

Okay.

Oh, here's something

that you probably did expect.

- They found that missing Madrugada money.

- No sh*t.

Yes, you want to know where it was?

- In my bank account?

- No.

- My summer house in Sag Harbour?

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