Takers Page #2

No contact. That's what we agreed upon.

So, what's up?

I think I'm gonna have another scotch.

It's good sh*t, John.

You gonna drink with me, right?

Sure you are.

You see, I came to you, John,

because you the one with that

higher consciousness and sh*t.

- All right, I'm listening.

- Well, you asked what's up.

I miss my homies. That's what's up.

That, and some unfinished business.

Your money from '04 is safe

and accruing interest.

Gordon's got the bank account numbers.

What about Lilli? Who's got her numbers?

She's with Jake now.

Well, good for them.

I got a deal we need to discuss.

- A job.

- You're kidding me, right?

You're coming at me with a job right now?

Think I'd come at you on some bullshit?

Once in a lifetime, John. You know me.

I do my homework.

All right, so what do you

want me to say here?

You ain't got to say sh*t.

Just remember I was the one left bleeding

on that fire escape in '04.

And they tried everything they could

to flip me.

I ain't budge, 'cause we had a deal.

I kept my end.

I kept this, too. You owe me, bro.

All of you.

What were you, boosting Camaros

back in Riverside

when me and Gordon decided to let you in?

So, don't be so quick to write me off.

All right, I'll talk to the boys

and I'll get back at you tomorrow.

You do that. Love the place.

Alarm system sucks, though.

There she is.

Hello. How's my baby G doing?

I'm good, I'm fine.

- You look good.

- I feel good.

- Yeah? Yeah?

- Yeah.

They tell me maybe

you finish the program next week.

It's been a tough eight weeks.

Don't worry. I'm gonna do it this time.

That's what my mind

and my body's telling me.

I'm with you. I'm with you.

You know that, right?

- Yeah?

- I'm not gonna need these anymore.

By the time I leave here,

I'm gonna be cleaner

than the day I was born.

You know I'm grateful, don't you?

Stop it. You don't need to say that to me,

all right?

- Did you get my letter?

- Yeah, sure did.

I've been non-stop tripping over this,

I tell you.

- Caribbean, huh?

- Look at the water.

Clear and blue.

Cool and warm at the same time.

I've just got to get back there.

Soon as you're out of here,

I'm gonna take you there myself.

- I promise.

- All right.

I love you.

Turn that off.

I know, so I walk into my house.

He's standing there,

he's drinking my whiskey.

I was gonna shoot him

in the back of his head.

Should've shot him.

The guy's been out 24 hours,

already wants to do a job.

- He's crazy.

- Or he's got huge balls.

Yeah, Ghost doesn't play

when it comes to money.

He's too smart for that.

- The bastard's not that smart.

- That's for sure.

He's clever, not smart.

You guys, we always wait

at least a year between jobs.

- There's a reason for that.

- Gordon, you guys go way back, right?

Think he's being straight up?

Ghost could've ratted us out

a long time ago,

but he didn't. Kept his word.

What's to stop him from doing exactly that

once we give him his cut from '04?

- See, that's the problem.

- Yeah.

- That's a big problem there.

- Something ain't right.

- I don't trust him.

- Relax.

- He's trouble.

- I think he's onto something, though.

- He says it's big.

- Do I look like I care what he says?

Well, whatever you decide to do,

I'm down with you.

- All right.

- I'm going to the loft.

Private party!

- Where you going?

- None of your damn business!

- Gentlemen.

- It's Lilli.

- Baby, who ordered the Dom?

- That's for Johnny-boy.

It's the girl in the green at the bar.

She's cute.

- Don't let her pay for it.

- No, no, she's gonna pay, man.

This is how it's done. Let me show you.

Slow down, lvy League.

This ain't the frat house, man.

Well, that's some funny sh*t, man.

That's some funny sh*t.

I'll come back up later.

- Ghost.

- It's been a long time, girl.

- When did you get out?

- Why? You miss me?

Ghost. You need to back up.

Easy, Jake. Easy.

I wish you guys the best. Really.

It's the past.

I'm here to discuss the future.

If I may.

Told you tomorrow, Ghost.

I'm not here to bust any balls. Just business.

A'ight?

A.J. Any new tats?

- Yeah, man, couple.

- Me, too.

- G.

- Ghost.

How's my man?

I'm doing good, mate.

Lot of tension in the room, huh?

What do you want, Ghost?

Goddamn.

It's like that?

It's like that.

Well, I'll be brief.

Let's say we go Italian Job on that ass.

Why don't we take this upstairs, Ghost?

Fair enough.

Same plan as before, gentlemen.

All the cash we can carry.

Got to move fast, though.

When you say "fast," how fast?

Next Tuesday.

What?

Ghost, you want us to take down

an armored truck in five days?

I mean, it's not even worth talking about

unless you got the route,

and they change the route all the time.

- That's what screwed us last time.

- Yeah, man, you got the route?

I got it. Exact one from next Tuesday.

Any more questions?

- How'd you get it?

- In the joint.

I got in good with this Russian.

Had the pleasure of keeping them guys

from Compton off his ass.

In exchange, he had his comrades

on the outside

put the arm down on the dispatcher.

So the dispatcher do anything

to screw the job up,

they're wiping out his whole family

back at the Ukraine.

Down to the sheepdog.

Why should we trust the Russians?

They love their sheepdogs.

All bullshit aside,

I'm in for a quarter mil with the Russians

out my cut when the job's done.

It's not your concern,

so don't trust the Russians. Trust greed.

- Why should we trust you?

- Well, sh*t, A.J.

I'm fresh out. I ain't in no hurry to go back.

Besides, why would I screw over my guys?

Especially when

you're holding all my money, right?

Okay. What about the setup?

I mean, there's knowing the route,

and then there's the logistics, you know.

Five days. Jake's right.

That's a real, real short fuse.

That's where you come in.

But I trust that when you and Jake

put your heads together, you'll figure it out.

Either way, I need to know tonight.

You ain't got the heart to pull it off, a'ight.

We'll settle up on the money you owe me,

I'm sayonara.

Appreciate your time, gentlemen.

Thanks for the cigar.

- Hey, G, let me check out that route.

- Yeah.

This is not the way we do things, gentlemen.

It's too fast, it's too rushed.

It's a lot of money,

but this whole thing feels forced.

Five days? Five?

Yeah, man, but, you know,

we can get the setup right.

Bet big, win big.

It's the only way to play.

We're takers, gents.

That's what we do for a living.

We take.

It's a lot of money, Jake.

- And that's what we're here for.

- You sure about this?

If it checks out.

If it checks out, I'm in.

- Yeah, what's up?

- Thought you'd wanna know,

your Haitian buddy?

His lawyerjust filed on you

for excessive force.

All right. The guy was 6'5", he was resisting.

What was I supposed to do?

Yeah, well, you must've hurt his feelings.

The bank. Hey, listen, what about the C-4

they used to blow the elevators?

Well, from the taggants, forensics traced it

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