The Losers Page #5

- I know.

Look at these inmates. Heh, heh.

What are you doing?

I was just trying to connect

Fadhil's drug operation with Max's cash.

There's about 4 million missing.

I'm trying to track it down.

- What are you doing, Pooch?

- Jensen hacked a satellite for me earlier.

What you need a satellite for?

Wait a second, is that today?

Yeah.

Probably knows

if it's a boy or a girl now.

- Congratulations, man.

- Congratulations.

Thank you, man.

Say that now, but you know Jolene.

She finds out I'm alive,

she's gonna kill me.

I can't let her have that baby

without me.

What? What?

Pooch, we all know

we're gonna die in there.

And we can do that without you.

No, you can't.

Go home.

Got it.

Fadhil's 4 million didn't disappear.

It just went into a private account.

Whose account?

It's a family trust.

Says that in the event of his death,

goes to his kid.

Name of...

- Sh*t.

- Wow.

Tell me what happened in Bolivia.

We thought we were on a legitimate op.

Paint a terrorist camp

so we could bomb it.

Turns out we were just executing

some Max vendetta.

So you knew nothing about Fadhil?

A target's a target.

Never would have known the difference

if we hadn't seen those kids and gone in.

You went in?

Well, yeah. We had to.

It was 25 innocent kids in there, Aisha.

Did you see him?

Yeah.

Why do you wanna know all this?

Did you kill Fadhil, Clay?

Who are you?

She's Fadhil's daughter, Clay!

She's Fadhil's daughter!

Fadhil's daughter.

Oh, sh*t.

She's got a gun and it's pointed at my dick.

Clay, it's pointed at my dick.

Rather it was pointed at your face?

I know it makes no sense, but yes.

Better?

Not really.

- Where's your gun, Jensen?

- In the van.

- What's it doing there?

- Not much.

- Would you shut up?

- What if it was pointed at your dick?

- Aah!

- J, where you hit?

She shot me in my arm!

You're gonna live. You're gonna live.

Cougar, be gentle!

Clay.

We gotta go, now.

Come on.

Home again, home again, jiggety-jig.

- Do you have the money?

- Jesus.

Always with the money.

Hi, how are you?

How've you been? Namaste?

I recently attended the funeral of my

best friend who you had thrown off a roof.

How have you been?

I can't complain.

Actually I'm thinking about getting

a satellite radio for my car.

God, you are short.

Seriously, how much do you weigh?

Are you standing in a hole? What...?

We have your ordnances.

Alrighty. Let's make a cash withdrawal.

And who want to be a billionaire?

She burned us.

The whole op's blown.

She knows our names, faces.

Does she know about our families?

Damn it, Clay, look at me.

Does she know about our families?

Yes.

I gotta go home, to Springfield.

Jensen can come with me.

His niece is in New Hampshire.

I'm done.

Well, I'm going to the port, okay?

You get back to your families.

We'll get Max.

I did this. I made the call in Bolivia.

I put your families in danger.

Just let me and Clay finish this.

So you two idiots are gonna

go in there blind?

Three.

Hey, getting shot's great.

I'm up for doing it again.

Four idiots.

You sons of b*tches.

I'll drive.

Five.

We're in. Status?

The Pooch is good.

All right, Mojito.

It's just me and you, Papi.

And this hot-ass van.

Hey, you!

And disco.

- What's the password?

- Let us in or I'll kill you.

Correct.

Main server is two skylights over.

I'm coming out of that door.

Be ready to move as soon as Cougar

hits the fire alarm. Get gone.

I'm above the computer room.

Maybe 30 seconds out.

Sh*t.

Wade's here.

Last chance to get the hell out of Dodge.

Roger that.

- Hey, Clay.

- Yeah?

Check this out.

Go, Petunias.

And the crowd goes wild.

Where do you think you're going?

How you guys doing?

Cougar, squelch when you're in position.

Squelch.

Cougs? Cougs?

Well, what do we have here?

What's up, fellas?

I think someone's trying to set us up.

Jesus.

Something's not right.

Oh, yeah?

Hello, Clay.

Roque.

Wade.

Yeah.

After the Miami fiasco, I cut a deal, Clay.

You're a goddamn traitor.

No, you betrayed us!

You were gonna keep planning missions, ways

to find Max, until you got us all killed.

- No. - Yes! I tried

to tell you. You wouldn't listen.

No, you wanted your revenge.

The face-to-face with the big bad wolf.

The voice on the radio. All that bullshit.

Now I get to walk away.

We all would've walked, Roque.

Don't you get it yet?

There's no server.

Max lured you here.

This is a CIA cash stash.

Kill me now

and maybe you walk away from this.

No, you die later.

You're about to steal a billion dollars

from the CIA.

Congratulations, Roque.

You just helped these a**holes

get everything they need to start a war.

We cool?

He's not my problem.

Take him away.

Let's get back to the boat.

Hold on. Hold on.

I followed you everywhere, man.

Everywhere.

Just couldn't do that sh*t no more.

You're gonna die very badly.

No.

Come on, let's go.

Do you have any fours?

Go fish?

You actually have two fours. Two.

You don't understand this game, do you?

Looks like somebody's money's here.

By the way...

...your ordnances are right here.

Tricky Vikki.

Four snukes and a Ducati.

As requested.

So you're Max?

Welcome to the team.

Supervise the loading of the money

onto our plane.

What do you mean?

What do you mean?!

New change of plan.

Roque.

Move.

Move it. Let's go.

- Get down on your knees.

- You heard him.

No?

Pooch!

- Son of a b*tch!

- You know, I like that hat.

That's a great hat.

Hey.

I really don't care if there's a hole in it.

What are you smiling at?

Now that's a bad-ass chick.

Payback's a b*tch.

Never touch the hat. Hm?

Can you stand?

I've been shot in both of my legs.

What kind of dumbass question

is that? Really?

So now we're Mr. Grumpy Pants.

You're not the only one

who's been shot today.

Dude, you're standing.

Back it up.

I'm gonna need you

to arm this device right now.

Extremists are about to be framed for

cratering the great Port of L.A.

- You are insane. - I am

engineering a global terrorist conflict...

...that's finally gonna restore some order

to this big blue marble.

Now light the firecracker.

Cougs.

Clay!

Did you kill him?

My father found out about

Max's real plans.

He was gonna stop him.

Did you kill him?

Yes.

- Aisha, he was a bad man.

- It doesn't matter!

I know.

You can kill me right now.

Or you can let me help you do

what you need to do.

Either way, I get it.

Let's go get Max.

Wade said boat.

That means we're at the docks.

Pooch, can you stand?

Oh. Oh, this is stupid question day.

This is stupid question day.

Nobody decided to tell me.

- No, that's cool. That's awesome.

- Come on, Legless Pooch. I got you.

- Here we go.

- All right, let's move.

This isn't over yet.

Come on, fellas. I hate to rush you,

but I got a plane to catch.

Come on!

There you go, there you go!

Get it in there, let's go!

I got Roque. Rest of you get Wade.

Cougar, run point cover.

Legless Pooch and I are on it.

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