Stander Page #4

Easy. Easy. Easy.

What...

She had a gun, man! Why has she...

Why has she got a gun, huh?

Just the heavy metal, Allan.

Right.

Let's go!

'... says Captain

Cor Van Deventer.

He took an arsenal... enough to blast

a hole through the middle of this country. "

Can't believe the first time

I shoot somebody, I shoot a woman.

"Fear the Stander Gang. "

Gang? That's crass.

"... are planning a new series of robberies,

this time with deadly force. "

- What other kind is there?

- "Victim identified the shooter as escaped convict Lee McCall. "

- Oh, f***!

- She's well enough to I.D. You.

- I wish I'd killed the b*tch.

- "Police have set up a special task force. "

Gentlemen, we have

graduated to task force.

"A nerve center in Yoeville... "

I know this building.

And you know

what's right next door?

That's completely outrageous.

What's so f***ing funny?

- They think scared,

so they think we'll lie low.

F*** predictable.

Let's do it.

Bo bo bo bo bo bo

I feel free

Bo bo bo bo bo bo

I feel free

- Hmm mmm mmm mmm

- Bo bo bo bo bo bo I feel free

Bo bo bo bo bo bo

I feel free

Bo bo bo bo bo bo

I feel free

Bo bo bo bo bo bo

I feel free

Sh*t!

Leave it, Lee.

Isn't that the-the...

the bank robbers?

Hey! What are you doing?

- Lee!

- Get out of the car now!

Lee! Lee! Lee!

He's cool. He's cool.

This is crazy. This is f***in' crazy.

I mean, what the f*** are we doing, huh?

I mean, we're riskin' our necks

when they know we are coming...

and you're giving

the f***in' money away.

- I mean, what's the point, eh? What's the f***in' point...

- Shut up.

Take it easy, relax. It's cool.

Take your time. Smile.

Don't turn around.

Don't look at your coworkers.

Very good.

Just keep filling the bag.

Lee.

What the f***, Lee?

We said no f***ing shooting, eh?

We said no shooting!

- F***!

- Just drive!

Sh*t for brains!

Gun!

What the f***?

He's out of his mind.

I can't do it.

I'm not going to make it.

- Relax.

- F*** him.

They're so busy investigating

the last three, they're stretched thin.

F*** you. F*** you!

I don't need to set a bank robbing record.

Leave him in the van next time. F*** him.

- Lee.

- Don't need him.

Lee.

This is supposed to be fun, huh?

You know it's not often that

houses like this come on the market.

He can't be serious.

In our top story,

police have deployed extra officers...

at bank branches in the wake

of five bank robberies, all last Friday...

attributed to the Stander Gang.

- Here's what you had to say.

- You know, uh...

he's just doing what a lot

of people wish they could do.

He's got nerve.

I'll give him that.

How about some

personal credit here?

- They even repeat the same bank.

- We'll announce ourselves as the Heyl Gang next time.

That would be very nice, Andre.

And they have courage.

And I think he's really inventive.

You're obviously not the only ones

who enjoy seeing the tables turn, eh?

The Premier of the Soviet Union has died.

Right, Allan.

That's why we're bigger news

than the head of f***ing Russia.

Jesus! You scared the sh*t out of me.

Sorry about that.

I had to make sure we were alone.

It's different now.

- I'm different.

- So I've read. Always different, never the same.

- What's changed, Andre?

- Money.

Money solves a lot of problems, Bekkie.

Got plenty of that.

We can go anywhere.

- Anywhere in the world.

- Anywhere but here, right?

- What about my life? What about my freedom?

- Freedom?

There's no freedom here.

There's two choices...

either become them...

or you live at odds

with everything around you.

I don't want that for you.

We'll start over.

America. New I.D.

Your dreams can come true.

- I'll make them happen.

- Well, that's very glamorous, Andre.

But unlike you, I look terrible

in a black wig and glasses.

I'm quite fine, thank you very much,

in my quiet little life.

I want to take you with me.

I promised, remember?

- Don't start.

- You're everything to me. All I've ever wanted.

I had everything I wanted.

Everything.

Bekk. The things they say about me...

I'm not stupid, Andre.

There's not a thinking man among us...

that doesn't want to blow this place

to smithereens from time to time.

But we don't.

We find other ways.

I won't make it without you.

- I need to be left alone.

- Oh, Jesus!

You love me.

We would be together.

I know how this will end.

Lauderdale...

the beach.

Remember?

You come with me.

I'm tired, Andre.

Some things are done

that can't be undone.

I hate you.

Are you coming to work today, Lee?

- Huh?

- I said, 'Are you coming to work today?"

- Morning all.

- How is it?

- Morning.

- Would you like some eggs?

Ja. Ja.

It's been a long time since

I've had a home-cooked meal.

I'm glad you like it.

You wouldn't have

any dust over there, would you, Shar?

- Andre.

- Lee.

I know Shar's not your kind of woman,

but she's the kind I dreamed of, right.

Dream come true.

I'm happy for you.

You have plans?

We should all have plans.

In fact, I'm thinking of making

a change myself. With my lady.

Maybe the States.

Lauderdale.

Try something different.

That's great, man.

What about you, Allan?

Me? Uh...

I'd like to go to Greece.

Well, we got plenty of money.

I mean, enough to last for a while.

Get all the airline schedules.

We'll plan it.

Between 3:
00 and 5:00 on Sunday...

two S.A.A. 747 s, B. A...

K.L.M., Air France...

Lufthansa... all coming in.

They're already in.

We want to go out.

El Al to Tel Aviv 32 minutes later.

You'll be on it. A Hasidic Rabbi on the

way to a Talmud seminar with his niece.

Or a wrestling coach

on his way to a match in Melbourne.

Shar, make us some tea, will ya?

Okay.

Enough to live good for a while.

Why not forever?

Rip off the f***ing airport.

Aw, f***in' hell.

You sly...

I might have known.

- We've written a pretty good story so far.

- Are you joking?

Why not a perfect ending?

- Jesus f***in' Christ.

- Stander's last stand, eh?

I think it's f***ing great.

That's f***in' great, yeah.

Pounds, marks, dollars.

You can go anywhere in the world.

- Anywhere in the world.

- Right.

Yeah. Okay. Right.

Vienna, my boy.

Spilled my champagne, huh?

To you and to me.

And to your lovely little breasts.

- Let's swim. Come on.

- Swim?

Swim. Swim.

You're warm. Look at you go,

and your pineapple chunks.

Trying to drown me, huh?

Right.

Give me my champagne.

And don't drown me.

What do you want?

A few years ago...

His name...

Mnguni.

Robert.

I'm looking for his family.

Themba Mnguni.

Themba Mnguni?

Themba!

Yeah.

F*** him and f*** you too!

I was f***in' ready, huh!

And he f***in' blows it!

We were outta here!

- You didn't want to do it anyway.

- F***!

On the crime front, a reportjust in...

advised that police have thwarted

an alleged Stander Gang plan...

to commit a robbery

at the international airport.

- Police under the command of Cor Van Deventer...

- Amazing.

They would have had us.

Even when he's wrong, he's right.

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