Making 'The Score' Page #2

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But don't send some third-rate

rent-a-thug to brush me off.

You can do it

like a professional.

Hello.

Yeah. You okay?

He's right here. Don't worry.

Just go home.

I'll call you later, all right?

That's okay.

Okay.

I didn't come here

to cause any trouble.

I didn't.

Coming up to you on the street

like that, that was a stupid move.

Sorry. Why don't we

just call it even?

I just wanna say one thing to you,

then I'll go away.

We don't have to bother each other

anymore if you don't want.

I have been casing this place

for a couple of weeks now.

It's a little bit complicated,

but this is a very doable job.

I can handle the system in there

if someone can break into this box.

Look, I don't know you,

you don't know me.

I know that's not

the best way to do things, but...

I am very good

at what I do, okay?

And I take it very, very seriously.

You can check it out with Max.

Now, if you are the guy

that he says you are...

then we should check this out.

Just--Just take a look at it.

That's all I'm saying,

'cause this is a very big payoff...

for very acceptable risks.

Just take a look at it.

Go look for yourself.

I like your place.

You got good taste.

Oh, Jesus.

It's nice and dark in here.

F***ing everything.

Jesus.

Why don't you jump

for some lights in this place?

Every time I come in here,

it's like hide-and-go-seek.

How are you?

Now, you gotta tell me the--

the magic word.

All right, I'm gonna do it.

Good, good. Jesus, sweetheart.

You're a sweetheart.

Bravo.

You're making sense.

But because of the risk involved,

my end's gotta be six million.

Operator?

I got a nut down here

that just said six million.

No, no. Send paramedics.

I think-- Are you all right?

I'm fine.

Six f***ing million dollars?

What happened to four?

I'm doing it in my backyard. I'm

not gonna go like that. I'm sorry.

If you want me to do this,

you gotta pay me what's right.

- It's gotta be that way.

- I always pay you what's right.

You always think you do.

I always know what you pay me.

It's not always right.

I need this for this.

I like your style.

Yeah, well, okay.

I understand.

That's what I have to do. I wanna

pay off the club, the mortgage.

I wanna own this place

free and clear.

I want it to be mine.

I live the way I want.

Because after this,

no more jobs.

This is the last one I'm doing.

I'm quitting for good.

How many times have you

told me that in 25 years?

I'm gonna believe that

when the pigs eat my brother.

- Right?

- I'm done. I'm done. No more.

Well, okay.

I hope she's worth it.

Here's numb-nuts.

Nice house, nice club.

You must be really good.

I don't wanna have to do this,

but raise your arms.

- Be my guest.

- He's all right.

Okay?

Is this a social call?

What are we doing here?

I will explore this with you...

but I run this operation

down to the smallest detail.

If you have a problem with that,

we can all go home right now.

Is there a problem with that?

That's fine.

You will tell me everything you

know, then I will design the plan.

If I smell something about the job

or you that I don't like, I walk.

If I think for one second you're

not living up to your end of it...

or if you hold out on me

in any way, I walk.

- Understood?

- That's fine.

Tell me what you wanna know.

- First, what are we looking for?

- You know what a scepter is?

It's something

that a king holds.

Right there.

It was made in 1661 in France

for a special coronation...

for a girl queen.

- It's priceless.

- Not to us, it's not.

What can you give me

on its specific location?

I can give you the whole

building, okay? I got floor plans.

I've been clocking the security

patterns for over three weeks.

All right.

Paint me a picture.

Okay. He fixed me up

with the job.

Not me but Brian,

the guy on the street.

Yeah, I remember.

Is he traceable? Phone number?

Address? That stuff?

It's totally tight. The guy's

a charity case, a favor.

The guy truly doesn't

even exist on paper.

He just shows up.

He's the assistant janitor...

midnight to 8 a.m.

The security's pretty basic.

At night, they lock the place down.

They bar the ground floor windows.

You can only enter in through

one place, out by the truck court.

Thank you, Hubert.

Thank you.

Manpower's very light. They got one

guy sitting in a booth outside...

just keeping an eye

on things.

On the inside, everyone comes in

through a standard metal detector.

It's tricky bringing things through,

but I've got that figured out.

All the guards know me now,

so no one really looks too close.

- Okay, thank you.

- All right.

Once I'm inside,

I can go anywhere I want.

Hey, Laurent.

Everything gets run from this

one little central command console.

They've got fixed video systems in

the elevators and in the hallways.

They got a couple magnetic doors,

but it's all very basic.

Lots of overtime.

Not so much now.

Now, the head janitor's

this old guy, Danny.

He loves Brian.

Loves him.

I've got this guy completely

wrapped around my finger.

He'd do anything for me.

And most of the time,

he's got me working with him.

Kind of low-level sh*t,

just helping out.

But I can get away from him plenty.

I got all kinds of reasons.

I've sketched half the place

already. I've copied a lot of keys.

I can get you access to basically

any room in the place.

Where's the scepter?

Well, see, that's the kink.

Now, get this.

It was arranged to be

brought into the country...

inside the leg

of an antique piano.

And it was so simple.

Then they impounded it.

I mean, can you guess why?

F***ing bugs.

I mean, the whole shipment

was contaminated with termites.

Asian longhorn beetles.

We got f***ed by bugs.

These things

burrow into the wood...

so they were in the crates

of most of the shipment.

So they took the goods out

and delivered most of them.

But the piano is made of wood too,

so they impounded it.

They took the whole thing

and put it in quarantine.

Medium security,

third-floor lockup.

They're really scared

of these things...

and they can't send

them back to France.

So they decided

to burn everything.

Now, I'll tell ya...

I didn't know which one of the

f***ing legs this thing is in...

but half of me was tempted to grab

them all and make a break for it.

I mean, I don't know if this

thing's gonna melt or what.

I mean, I was dying.

I had to improvise a little.

- I-I saw something in the fire.

- We're just burning stuff.

No. Look, look.

I saw something in the--

Piano. In the piano,

I saw a-- Look.

- I saw something.

- Jack!

There! There!

What is it?

So everybody's freaking out.

Nobody knows what this is

or what to do with it.

They don't see this kind

of excitement down there.

So they call some supervisor.

They get him out of bed.

He comes down,

he takes one look at this thing.

He doesn't know what the hell it is,

but he knows it's worth a lot.

He tells them, until they can

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