Tell

What's wrong?

- What?

- Why are you so quiet?

No reason.

You nervous?

Hell no.

I'm just thinking... what if, uh...

this Huffman f***er shows up traveling light?

I don't know... How light?

I don't know, let's say half.

Half, I think that buys him about a day.

Nothing more than that, but we're not

blackmailing this guy in installments.

What if he shows up with 50 or 60 grand?

That's just an insult.

Anything less than 100,000,

so this guy knows we mean business.

Did you bring the bleach?

'Cause I didn't.

There's nothing to worry about, this guy's scared.

He wouldn't dare try and stiff us.

Yeah, he wouldn't 'cause we're

no dumb-ass custodians.

Oh, sh*t, there he is.

With a bag.

We're on.

Uh-buh-buh-buh-buh-buh-buh.

I, uh, came alone like you said.

Smart man.

Let's see the green.

Oh.

And my DVDs?

Right here, Fellini.

Toss us the bag, and you can

take your dirty movies and go.

As a kid I used to think

I was gonna be somebody,

a model citizen raising a family in the suburbs.

Being shot at by a psycho with a machine gun

was not part of the plan.

Now, all I can think to myself is...

how the f*** did I get here?

Hey

She stole my breath, one of the best

And like the rest, I think I need an exorcist

Well, I'm a mess, baby, I'm possessed maybe

I've got a heartache, man, to fix

Call a doctor, call a preacher

Please, I'm a wreck, please, you see I gotta meet her

Somebody sitting here, somebody said hey

Somebody sitting there, ah

Right. Is it always too

complicated for you?

Cosmo is $6.00.

How about, uh...

How about an Us Weekly?

No, Cosmo has four times the amount of pages.

Guns & Ammo looks pretty sturdy too.

Listen to me. Cosmo is the sturdiest.

You hold the sun

- Park your butt here, honey.

- Yeah?

Give me your arm.

Your other arm...

I don't wanna wipe your ass for you.

You're never gonna know what my shoe says about me.

The cast was a great idea.

It's definitely gonna look like you broke your arm.

You know, this isn't gonna fool 'em.

Your brother's not that stupid.

He's not gonna look that closely.

But, you know, I can always make it for real.

You'd like that, wouldn't you?

Mmm-hmm, some days more than others.

Rarely ever question the things you do for love.

I just wanted a family.

Beverly, well, she always wanted more.

Out of a bank robbery that her own brother planned.

Man, this woman's got a hold on me.

Make sure you get out of the job no matter what.

- Make him talk you out of it.

- I know.

It was only a little accident, nothing major...

- I... I know.

- Okay.

Because if he suspects anything, baby...

Do you wanna talk to him for me?

I wish that I could.

Mmm.

Please don't f*** this up.

- I love you.

- Love you.

No real names, okay?

You're Steve, you're f***ing Carl.

- All right?

- All right.

Remember, at the f***ing scene, you call me Gary.

What the f***?

Before you start, before you say anything,

I just wanna say it was a small accident.

I had one drink, fell asleep at the wheel.

Car's f***ed, arm's f***ed...

I'm fine, though.

I'm totally gonna be able to do

this job one-handed, all good.

Our wheel man gets in a car accident?

F***ing awesome.

Seriously, who...

How did he get this job, huh?

Did you f*** him?

Tell.

You know what my father used to tell me?

"Trust in the Lord with all your heart,

"and lean not on your own understanding."

It means God has a plan for you, son,

no matter how stupid you are.

- Hmm.

- But now, somehow,

we're all being punished for bringing you on.

Now, I gotta rethink the whole f***ing plan, d*ckhead!

Right here, right now, this is what we're f***ing doing.

We need to get to the bank at 5:00 p.m.,

right before it closes, okay?

The plan worked just like I told you.

Hold it.

Anything?

Not even a scratch.

Sh*t.

I have an idea.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, no, no, no, no, no.

No, not gonna use a sledgehammer, don't...

- We have been here for, like, an hour.

- Well, find something else.

It's gonna work, just shut up.

Jesus, do you love me or not?

- One...

- That's such a bad idea.

Two...

Oh, f***.

Let's go, let's go!

Yes, I need to report a bank robbery in progress.

It's on the corner of 12th and Main.

Please hurry, I think I heard gunshots!

We have a possible 211 in progress

at the Bank of America.

We have shots fired.

Sh*t.

This is the L.A.P.D.

Put down your weapons, come out with your hands up.

Go, go, go, go!

Beverly?

It went f***ing perfect, perfect.

Just like you said.

Okay, that's perfect.

Did anyone follow you?

No, no, they all got shot.

Everybody got shot.

They shot Ray first.

I don't know if he's dead, I don't know if he's alive.

Baby, there's a million f***ing dollars in there.

Oh...

Can we just f***ing go?

You gotta take me to a hospital, okay?

My arm is f***ing killing me...

Baby, we just stole a million dollars.

Your arm is the least of our problems, okay?

This is amazing.

We should go, we should go.

- Oh, f***.

- Are you f***ing kidding me?

Oh, no.

Oh, f***.

I ask you to do one thing,

one f***ing thing...

Don't let anyone follow you back.

- Sorry, I...

- F***ing sh*t.

I can't go to prison.

I can't go to prison...

I can't...

Bev...

Oh!

Oh... Oh.

I...

I can't go to prison.

Why did you... Why did

you do that, Beverly?

I'm sorry.

- Oh!

- Don't be mad!

You know, I was hoping for some kind of

cool white flash-before-my-eyes montage

or a reassuring light at the end of the tunnel.

Instead, I found the TV remote.

I don't know if it was because my wife betrayed me

or because I was about to lose a million dollars,

but whatever it was, something came over me.

Hey, buddy.

Hey, buddy?

Holy sh*t.

Jesus Christ.

L.A. Police Department, how can I help you?

Hey, hey, hey, there's a guy, he's on the street.

He's bleeding...

I think he's dead.

F***, I think he's dead.

May the Lord in His kindness,

and His wisdom, and His generosity,

and His love, and His caring, and His full heart

accept you into Heaven as you leave this earth.

What are you...

What are you doing?

This is Father Matthews, he's giving you your last rites.

I'm dying?

I'm afraid so.

You suffered a gunshot wound to the spleen,

causing internal bleeding and severe renal failure.

I called a priest in because you

only have a few minutes to live.

Before you can enter heaven,

before you receive the sacrament of penance,

you must unburden yourself of sin.

You must tell God where you hid the money.

Otherwise, how can you ascend?

I'm dying?

It's a cute act, but I get it.

You boys are the heat.

Detective Ashton.

This is Detective Morton, my partner.

The Playhouse 90 routine, that was my idea.

Detective Ashton here just wanted

to kick your ass until you talked.

Talk about what?

Your buddy... He made a

deal and gave you up.

So we have you for receiving stolen goods.

You're going away for three years for that.

However, today is your lucky day

'cause if you tell us where the money is,

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