Term Life Page #4

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I did.

It was our girl in dispatch.

We're good.

I'm telling you, I.A.'S

looking over my shoulder.

And guys in our crew

disappearing ain't helping.

This guy's gotta

be dealt with, cap.

The longer he runs,

the more dots he connects.

The da can't prosecute

without evidence.

And thanks to Alejandro Vasquez

stealing it,

they no longer have any.

No one can connect us

to any of this.

Nick Barrow can.

Understand this:

Each one of you made a decision

to be standing here

the day you decided to reach under

the table and take the money.

He's fighting.

And you don't fight this hard

unless you have

a good goddamn reason.

Find it!

And get rid of the bodies.

F***, man.

I knew it.

Just f***ing relax.

Oh.

You eat like sh*t.

Coffee?

At your age, you should

be taking a vitamin.

Coffee is my vitamin. Well,

caffeine's not good for you.

Guys trying to kill you isn't good for you.

Caffeine is fine.

What else you got?

No, no. Look. Here.

Well, we're on the run, right?

Okay, Cate.

A wig, an outfit...

It's only gonna attract

attention that we don't want.

You want to go somewhere?

Try and dress like the people

that are gonna be there.

You go to a brave's game,

you wear a brave's Jersey.

You go to a tractor pull,

wear flannels and jeans.

Try not to look

anybody in the eye.

If everyone turns

to look at something,

you turn and you look

at the same thing.

Everyone's moving,

you keep moving.

Make it like you're

on your way somewhere...

That you know

where you're going.

You don't do anything

to draw attention to yourself.

We just have to keep low

and remember the rule of two.

"Rule of two"?

It takes a person two encounters

to recognize a stranger.

The first time,

you're just a face.

The second time,

something sticks.

They may not know why,

but something lingers.

And then, you're somewhere

you don't want to be.

Which is where?

In their head.

Huh.

What do you got?

You ain't gonna like it.

Then lie to me.

Well, stock market's up,

you won the lottery,

and there's a model here

asking for your number.

Runway or like,

sports illustrated?

Hand.

Ah.

The cop you killed... dinardi... was

running with a pretty nasty crew.

Their co, Joe Keenan,

a 20-year vet...

He's been there, and he's done that

twice over, and none of it's too good.

Turns out Keenan

wasn't always bad.

He worked undercover so long,

he became the very thing

he was trying to fight.

And once your hands are dirty,

it's hard

to ever get them clean.

Even though this crew's

been under a lot of suspicion,

everyone's innocent until

proven guilty, especially cops.

And with the evidence

against them gone,

internal affairs

has as little proof as I do

that Keenan framed me.

But I know one thing:

Guys like this get used

to things going their way.

And I'm sure they didn't

count on me staying alive.

The longer they can't find me,

the more they'll start

to unravel.

Did my name hit the wire?

No.

They're trying to keep it quiet,

take care of it themselves.

I'm thinking about

getting out of here.

Maybe making a run up north

over the border.

No, you stay put.

Vasquez would expect you

to make a dash.

He'll have guys

looking for you everywhere.

You're good there.

You stay there.

All right.

Let me ask you this.

What kind of stuff do you steal?

Anything that's worth it.

You ever been caught?

Well, I don't actually

steal the stuff.

I just plan the heist,

and then I sell it to whoever

wants to take the risk.

How much do you sell them for?

Depends on the trick.

Are you rich?

Well, most of the tricks

I peddle don't pan out.

I got two bookies on speed dial

and a semi-professional

gambling problem.

So why do it?

Only thing I'm good at.

So, how do you figure out how

to steal the stuff you steal?

How do you write a song?

Show me.

You want me to tell you

how to knock off the bakery?

Yeah. Why not?

Number one:
You have to know how

to get out before you get in.

That's most important.

And number two?

You look, you wait, you think.

Security comes first.

Does the building

have CCTV's, alarm?

If the alarm is tripped,

who's responding?

Private security?

Local police?

Or is the owner

getting a courtesy call

and has to motivate himself

to get out of bed?

Just for a bakery?

A bakery, a bank, business.

A job's a job.

Now, there's six stores.

The sight lines

are the front of our target.

Up there, there's what?

Three apartments?

They vacant?

They occupied?

Then there's the exit plan.

Are you walking out

or you driving out?

Driving.

You need a driver.

Can you trust him?

Or her?

Is he any good?

Will he show up?

Okay, I'll walk.

Which way you walking?

I don't know. That way?

The bank?

What about it?

There's an ATM.

Means it has a camera.

Okay, I'll go the other way.

The b&b?

'Cause there's people

coming and going at off hours.

A young girl carrying

a few dozen bear claws

is gonna draw some interest.

Matty, you have to

pull yourself together.

I can't.

I cannot do the rest of my tour

with I.A. Looking over

my shoulder.

Matty, suspicion and conviction

live on opposite sides of town.

This is what we do.

It got messy.

We cleaned it up.

I just...

I just want out.

There's no out.

This is the ride.

We've got a year, maybe two,

till we hand in our stars.

Our pension's in sight.

And it has never been

this hot, ever.

We take money from scumbags

and lowlifes.

Anyone we shake down

has it coming.

I just...

I just want out.

Happy birthday.

My birthday's in August.

I missed a few.

I... I can't... what...

What is this?

It's a pony.

What do you think it is?

Thanks.

Come on.

We're going out.

Really? Where?

Surprise.

Oh, yeah!

Yeah!

Go like this with your hands.

Make a square.

Look at my middle finger. Right

here, the one I'm holding up.

Yeah? Now pull it back

towards your eyes.

Don't even think

about it. Go!

That means you're

left-eye dominant.

That means you close

your right eye when you shoot.

There's a couple universal rules

when you're handling a weapon.

Number one is, you don't

point the weapon at anything

unless you're prepared to shoot.

Wanna hold your...

Keep your thumbs relaxed.

You want to put it right over

the front sighting.

Then, when you pull the trigger,

just the same steady pressure.

Go.

Bingo.

I told you.

Are you calling me a liar?

Your very own...

I hit the balloon.

...little pink, uh... He

just wants a toy that I hit!

Mommy, it's okay.

Just zip it, okay?

Look, you just can't

let people walk all...

You know, this is bullshit.

Look, lady,

it's called pop the balloon.

You want something...

Stay here.

...then pop the f***ing balloon.

Don't f***...

Don't curse

in front of my child.

Look at that.

Magic.

Here you go.

Whoa. What is this?

Are you charity night

at the fair?

I'm just trying to help.

Help?

Help with what?

I don't need you...

You know what?

My kid, my business, okay?

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