Precious Cargo Page #5

So you did make it out

of the Caymans with something.

Get over there.

Guess she needed you

to screw me out of this.

[Logan] Jack, I'm in position,

but I can't get a clean shot.

- Three...

- [Eddie] Shame really.

If things were different,

we could have made

a lot of dough, you and me.

- [Logan] Two...

- Well, it's a real shame, Jack.

[Logan] One. On your go.

Sometimes things

just don't work out.

Down now!

- Jack!

- Let's go!

Let's roll!

- Yeah, let's go!

- [Jack] Logan, let's go.

- Ah!

- Come on, Logan. Let's go.

[beeping]

She's lost a lot of blood.

You guys should take her to a real hospital.

We can't.

Jenna, I can't thank you enough.

Just be out

of here by Monday.

And Jack,

don't ever call me again.

I wouldn't want

to be Karen right about now.

Women.

[door opens]

[Jack] Was it worth it?

Hm?

I asked you a question.

Was it worth it?

- None of this was my plan, Jack.

- What was the plan, Karen?

- Was I supposed to get killed?

- No. You were supposed to get 30 million.

What about

the fake pregnancy?

- I had to make sure.

- For what? For what?!

For this? Hm? This?

This little thing?

What is this?

- A key.

- To what?

God help me, Karen!

You don't have the baby inside

to protect you.

A safe.

This is for another job?

[sighs]

And how much is in this safe?

Hm? It has to be

a lot more than 30 million.

We're talking 50? 75?

- Half a billion.

- Oh, f***! Bullshit.

Red diamonds.

CIA Black Op.

Five million a carat,

100 carats, 500 million.

The plane with the safe

flies in tomorrow,

just long enough to refuel,

and then it's gone.

Oh, I see. I see.

And what were you going to do?

Just walk in there

and take them?

No one was supposed

to get hurt.

Logan did.

Yeah, I see,

not that you f***ing care!

I just earmarked my entire team. We have a death

mark on us. Eddie's going to hunt us down.

- So thank you very much!

- I never meant for this to happen!

What about that sonogram

I found in your purse?

It was real.

But I lost the baby.

Was it mine?

Go get your diamonds.

Have a nice life.

With half a billion, you can afford

to stay the f*** out of mine.

Come on, Logan. I could really use that

"I told you so" look right about now.

- I think you should kiss her on the forehead.

- What?

I don't know. I mean, I feel like you

should kiss her or something, you know?

- Dude, have you...

- Make her feel like she's loved.

She's not into

that sappy sh*t.

Really? Jesus, she's sleeping.

I mean, what is she going to do?

She'll break your f***ing face.

That's what she'll do.

Hey, hey, hey, hey!

Welcome back. How you feeling?

Like I went dancing

with a claymore.

Oh, baby! Oh, baby!

- What are you doing here, babe?

- I'm sorry. Is it...?

No, no, baby. It's just my leg.

Mm! It's just my leg.

Thank God!

I didn't mean what I said.

I know.

I know you love my dick.

- [woman] I'm sorry. It's...

- What did you bring me?

Oh. Jack, this was

on the front doorstep for you.

- What is it?

- Some kind of remote and a cell phone.

- [line ringing]

- [Eddie on phone] Jack.

My new best friend jerk off.

You left in such a hurry.

What can I do for you, Eddie?

Turns out Karen

isn't the cold-hearted b*tch

we made her out to be.

She stopped by my hotel

with what you now hold in your

hands. Tried to make amends.

Tried to tell me

that it was all her fault,

to leave you and your merry band

of misfit hoods out of this.

- Here. Say hi, sweetheart.

- Just run, Jack.

That's right, Jack. Run.

Run as fast as you can.

I probably won't use my

considerable resources to find you

- and put you down.

- It's not the first time I've been threatened.

Nobody's threatening you yet.

I'm offering you a trade.

She can rot in hell,

for all I care.

[Eddie] That's probably

an undeniable fact.

But it's up to you whether

she starts her stint tomorrow,

or 50 years from now.

Come on, Jack.

I'm giving you a real

opportunity here. Impress me.

Can you guys give us a minute?

I can see why you like him.

He's not going

to do the job, Eddie.

We'll see.

Jesus.

That must have been hard.

I don't follow.

It must have been

hard for her. F***.

I hate to be the one

saying this. She f***ed up.

Big time.

But she at least tried

to do the stand-up thing

and come clean to Eddie.

She tried to wipe

our slates clean.

That took guts.

She didn't have to do that.

No. She got herself into this mess.

She can get herself out.

- Be a douche-bag.

- What?

- Be a douche-bag.

- What?

No matter how hard you try to be a

douche-bag, Jack, you're not a douche-bag.

I knew that the moment

you saved my life.

You could have let me down.

You can't let Karen down,

baby or no baby.

No, no, no, no, no, no.

Not this time. Okay? You're

going to sit this one out.

What's the job?

Half a bil, in diamonds.

Why can't it ever just

be a local jewelry store?

[chuckles]

That's Morgan Airfield,

the proverbial stomping ground

for all things clandestine

and black ops.

Our plane lands in 17 hours.

Touches down for a refuel only,

giving us a window

of 15 whole minutes.

And all we gotta do

in that time is walk in,

board the plane,

crack the safe,

download the score,

and get the flock out of there.

You say it like that,

it almost sounds doable.

Say we even get onto

this airfield here,

do we know how many guards we're going

to be dealing with on the ground?

No. We'll have to figure

that out in real time.

I mean, but are we talking like 50 guards,

or are we talking like 100 guards?

First things first. We gotta get onto

that airfield without getting shot.

I'm working. Okay?

How are we going to do that?

- Manila?

- Manila?

- Didn't work out too good for you there.

- Maybe second time's the charm.

Who the hell is Manila?

- She's adorable.

- Yeah.

[Nicholas] All right, Drew. Keep

them busy while I get to work.

[ice cream truck music plays]

- Check out this clown.

- Want some ice cream?

What the f***?

[Apsara] The gate's clear, Jack.

You're good to go.

[Jack] Apsara, remember,

just like Nick showed you.

Aim for the truck

and just pull the trigger.

[Andrew] Hold your fire.

Hold your fire!

[ice cream truck music plays]

Anyone want a lick?

Come get your ice cream! Come!

What are you wearing?

F***ers better run.

- [men shouting]

- Move, move, move!

And on his farm

he had his crew

E-I-E-I-O

[beeping]

All right, come on, baby.

And on his farm

he had some ice cream

- [gun clicks]

- Sh*t!

- Jack! Jack!

- Say again?

[Apsara] You gotta go. Move!

I was wondering if you

were going to show up.

What's wrong? Eddie doesn't

think I can do the job?

Let's just say he wasn't sure Karen was

worth the half a billion.

- One man's trash and all.

- [laughs]

What's taking so long?

You think you can go faster,

be my guest.

[tires squeal]

- Got any ideas?

- Yeah.

One.

Ahh!

[beeping]

[propellers whirring]

[gunfire]

- You owe me a vacation!

- Fine.

Two vacations.

[gunfire]

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