The Package Page #2

And yet the years

just keep on coming.

You keep to yours,

I'll keep to mine.

If either dips

his finger knowingly

or unknowingly

into the other's till,

we don't cut it off.

We meet as such

and we play it cool.

Agreed.

As for the silver,

I'll overlook

that little indiscretion.

Well, that's too kind.

You are a son of a b*tch.

You know that?

You hungry?

I could eat.

I will have a word

with the chef.

The guy is a real maestro.

Go. Go!

Come on!

What are you waiting for?

Get out there, God damn it!

Move!

Go on! Jesus!

Sh*t.

This wasn't what

you expected, was it?

What's the word, bro?

Word is, I got something

to clear your slate with Big Doug.

That ain't your cross to bear.

Hey, we're family.

You'd do the same for me

if the shoe was on the other foot.

I don't know, Tommy.

I just don't know

if I'd even care.

Look, why are you here today?

Huh? What do you want from me?

You want me to say thank you?

Look where the hell

I'm at, Tommy.

- Thought you'd want to know.

- Well, I don't want to know.

And you know why?

Because I'm in here

with a bunch of Big Doug's friends

and that's on me.

And if you go out there

and do that for me

and things go sour?

Well, that's on me, too.

I don't want that.

Tommy.

I just...

take care of yourself, bro.

Yeah.

Guard.

You scared me.

- You smell good.

- Yeah?

How about losing the towel?

But then I'd be naked.

- Still have these on.

- Mm. Mm-hmm.

Hey, Tommy?

Yeah.

What would you do if something

wonderful happened?

Some kind of miracle

and all of a sudden

we had all the money

we needed,

and you didn't have

to work for Big Doug?

What would you do?

Where would you take me?

I don't know.

Thinking like that

can get you into trouble.

Did you think about

what we talked about?

About your work?

Yeah, I looked into it.

And?

And I'm not gonna make

the money Big Doug pays me

working as a bouncer.

So if Big Doug's so fair,

why does he keep

a loaded shotgun under his table?

Who does that?

Darla, there's not a great demand

for my skills in your world.

And then Eddie's debt.

Tell me you love me.

How come you don't say it?

'Cause you know

how I feel about you.

Then I'm the luckiest girl

in the world

and I have everything I need.

What you got?

About the only thing they make

that's good here.

- Coffee.

- Thank you, sir.

And a breakfast burrito.

Chef's special.

- How special?

- It won't kill you.

We'll see about that.

Where's the package?

- Seriously?

- As a heart attack.

Why didn't he just mail it?

You got me.

Do you have any idea

what's in it?

No, and I'd rather

keep it that way.

Oh, you'd rather

keep it that way.

You, me, the open road.

Good times.

How's it going with Darla?

She still on ya to quit the job?

Eh, she worries a lot.

She's looking out for me.

She's a good woman, Tommy.

She deserves all the respect

you give her.

That she does, man.

That she does.

- Hey, man.

- What?

- Stop.

- Come on, man.

I just want to see

what all the fuss is about.

Yeah, well, I'd rather not see

what all the fuss is about.

You know what I'm saying?

Fine.

Hey, man.

Don't say I didn't warn you.

Hey.

What?

Find it.

Get the hell out of here, son.

He's in the store.

You know the drill.

Ralph, you take the wheel.

We get the item, we go.

Monique, work the scanners.

You hear anything, let me know.

State, local police, anyone...

we're history. Understand?

Jake, Dosan, follow me.

Get out.

Devon, we've got a call in

on the local sheriff's line.

They're sending an emergency team.

Five-to-seven minutes out max.

Copy that.

Keep the engine running.

And don't use names over the radio.

You know better than that.

Come on, man.

Come on.

Come on out, Tommy.

We're not here to hurt you.

We just want the package.

You wanna dance with me,

little girl?

What's happening in there?

This place is gonna be

cop central any minute.

Ain't gonna take

too much longer.

Just keep that engine running,

I'm bringing dinner home.

Devon? Jake?

Dosan, come in.

- Hey, where are you going?

- Taking care of business.

Jesus Christ, Ralph!

You almost killed me!

How the hell did this thing suddenly

get so goddamn complicated?

- I did what I had to do.

- You alerted the whole town

to our presence.

That's what you did.

Get in the van.

We have to find that package.

Cops are on their way.

Now! We've got to go!

Come on!

Where's Dosan?

Dosan's dead.

So is Jake.

Wasn't supposed to go down like this.

We were told this guy

is a goddamn goon.

A low-level nobody.

A nightclub bouncer.

We got soft on the idea

and it's our fault.

Whatever this thing is worth,

it's already cost us two lives.

Let's sharpen it up

and get that package.

Ralph, circle back.

He went to that gas station.

We'll get him.

What the hell?

I've chased Taliban

insurgents in Kabul,

hunted war criminals

in Serbia,

and here I am

in a rotten old gas station

in the middle of Hicksville,

Washington, US of A,

chasing an ex-nightclub bouncer-

turned-errand boy.

Who else has seen this footage?

The police.

The police were here.

I told them

the same thing I told you.

Well, that doesn't help me at all.

- Yes?

- We lost him.

- Come again?

- I said we lost him.

- Meaning?

- Meaning this guy,

we were misinformed

as to his capabilities.

How do you want us

to proceed?

Proceed how you see fit.

Your fee, however,

is now up for grabs.

Look, you can't just turn things

around on me now

- and start...

- Yes, I can.

I'm now offering the bounty up

to anyone in my crew.

- Anthony, I lost...

- Screwed up!

Say it.

Yeah, I screwed up.

Let me put it to you

as simply as I can.

We are at war

with the German.

The German

has paid a serious

amount of money

for this package.

If I can get to it

before it gets to him,

then I'll have

negotiating power.

Power is everything.

Do I make myself clear?

Yes, sir.

Now go do whatever it takes

to get that goddamn package.

Ex-military contractors,

my ass.

Next time, I hire Sal

and his union enforcers.

You still got that picture

of the courier?

- Yes, sir.

- You don't cross me either.

You better be right about this.

Whatever it is,

it's serious enough

to clear this guy's whole tab

just for delivering.

It's something big, boss.

I know it.

Get it out there.

Send it out on the street.

On the street, boss?

I want every informant,

stool pigeon, rat fink,

lowlife, ex-con, crackhead

looking for him.

And when they find him,

which they will,

- I want you there.

- Yes, sir.

What is this?

It's his whole life.

Military records,

DMV information.

Every parking ticket citation

and credit card

this guy ever applied for.

I got you everything on him.

You don't cross Luis Ramirez.

Tough guy, huh?

- You got this?

- Yes, sir.

Well, that's good to hear.

The funds have been processed

and will be wired upon receipt.

And, Doug?

Thank you.

Oh, as I was saying,

mangos are the most popular

fruit on the planet

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