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they're off the ferry,

I repeat, do not take them

until they're off the ferry.

We take 'em now, we got 'em boxed in.

If you want to corner a weasel,

this is the one that got bit.

Boss, I hope you

know what you're doing.

Takes only eight minutes to get

across the river in that ferry.

Wait for "strength in numbers".

And when we get Montgomery, he'll

be as red-handed as the boy who put

his palm on the gas stove to

see how hot it really was.

Okay.

Don't make a move until all 4 wheels

touch Louisiana soil.

Copy that.

Hands in the air. In the air, now!

Happy Fat Tuesday, officer.

Come on, come on, come on, get up! Get out!

Time's is up, good buddy.

I've got it.

I am impressed.

Do you listen to a little

Creedence before you went in?

No, I didn't listen to CCR, that didn't

work out so well the last time, did it?

- I missed you, old buddy.

- I want to talk to her.

No, you'll talk to her when I get me the money.

I want to talk to my daughter NOW!

I want to hear her voice NOW!

- It's your father.

- Hello.

- Allison, Alison, did he hurt you?

- No.

But he scares me.

I gonna be there soon, honey,

I'm gonna get you out of this.

This is my fault.

Get my money to the fairgrounds NOW!

Sorry, boss.

Finally thought I recognized the

skills of Will Montgomery, huh?

Do you have those listings

from the cab's dispatcher.

GPS breakdowns, why?

I told you Kinsey ditched his GPS in the

back of the cab in the French Quarter.

I'm not interested in todays,

I want to see the last few weeks.

Kinsey gonna get the money from Montgomery

then he's gonna have some kind of

neutral rendezvous, and if that's the case

he's been casing it for weeks.

Uptown, Lakefront, Beauvoir, Broadmoor, West Bank.

Beauvoir? Isn't that the fairground?

Yeah, I think so.

Doesn't sound like a cab ride to me.

It's the dough, Boss,

we'll actually catch this prick.

Where's Allison?

In the trunk?

- You look good, Will. Same.

- Where is she?

She's safe.

The money. Hand her over.

I said hand her over!

You got the money, you win!

Vincent!

Over a janitor.

You piss away 14 years of friendship

over an old man janitor?

We're not killers.

- Well, maybe not then.

- None of this has anything to do with my daughter.

But it does, Will, because you TRULY love Alison.

And in that single act of

betrayal 8 years ago, YOU

destroy the only thing I ever truly loved.

Me.

No! No!

Daddy! Daddy, please!

Get me out of here.

Help.

Daddy, hurry, it's hot in here.

Help.

No.

Help.

I got you, I got you.

Forehead. You're bleeding.

I don't know what to do.

What do I do?

I don't want to be alone, so don't die.

Don't die, please.

Somebody help us.

No, you can't die.

Just stay with me.

They're coming, they're coming, hang in there.

Over here! Over here!

There.

It's gonna be okay.

No, no, no, he can't die.

You gotta save him.

Come on, let's get him out of here.

You gonna send him back to jail?

Now, why would I do that? I'm sure that

Vincent Kinsey stole that gold. Take her up!

- Alison.

- I'm here, Dad.

Hi, Dad.

I'll call a HAZMAT team.

- Why?

- You're cooking again.

Wake me up if something happens.

You ever clean your truck?

Honey, can you flip the shrimp in 3 minutes?

- Let go of control, Dad, I got it.

- I'm letting go.

Definitely north of 3 hundred thousand dollars.

The house could use a new roof and kitchen...

He's got it! He's got that missing 10 pounds of gold.

That's what they're talking about.

- That something enough for you?

- Yeah, that is something.

- Well, if you take that gold...

- I know, I know, they'll nail me.

I can't see his lips.

I'm gonna disappear it in... in the mud.

There.

He's not going to throw it.

He just might and if he does wink I'll jack 'im.

- Don't throw it.

- Look.

- Don't do it!

- Do it!

- No, no, no, no, no, no!

- Do it!

Yeah, sure! Keep it!

Sell it, get rich.

And then go back to jail.

No. All right.

Goin' in.

Oh, thank you, Will.

I'll return to my life now.

RAKAVKA:

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