The Perfect Score Page #4
It is. It's unfair to certain groups.
Like kiss-ass valedictorians.
- I'm not the valedictorian.
- Right, you're second.
All right! Enough, OK?
This is the floor plan
for the regional ETS office tower.
Here's the hardware schedule
with security-camera specs
that are here, here, here and here.
- It's fruity, and yet, woody.
- Roy!
Pay attention. Please.
Francesca has the lock codes, and we
know where the test answers are filed.
- Sh*t.
- If you guys think we can somehow...
- Yeah.
- Yo! This thing hemp?
- This is never gonna work.
- lt'll be OK.
Yeah, we're gonna be great.
I mean, all-state's phone is
ringing off the hook here, and
Roy's trying to smoke
Larry's comforter.
Hey, Roy! Roy! I'm serious,
you're about out of here!
Sh*t. Sh*t.
Need some help with that?
No, not unless you can code
Visual Basic.
Yeah.
- What did you do?
- I don't know.
Some sh*t with the dynamic variables.
- So are we gonna do this, or what?
- Yeah, we are.
- Can you turn off the phone?
- You got a problem with me?
I got a problem
with anybody putting us at risk.
So you think it's me? Fine.
I don't need this sh*t, no way.
Anna, you down with this?
You guys see Desmond
on TV this weekend?
Playing for St. John's.
He took 25 and 10 off North Carolina.
Matty, you saw it, right?
You were at your apartment
with Sandy in Maryland.
I missed it. I had a date.
But my roommate at Brown
is a big sports fan,
- and she said it was great.
- You know what? It was.
I saw the whole thing
from my Cornell dorm room.
Roy, you had money on it.
Well, I hope you covered the spread.
We can do this. We can all get
where each one of us wants to go,
but we have got to trust each other.
You talk a good game,
but I think your mom's
gonna come in with snacks.
This is serious.
Some of us got a lot to lose.
I think that we all have a lot to lose.
All right, fair enough.
Just hear me out.
Anyone who doesn't
like the plan can walk.
OK.
All right.
Friday afternoon, Francesca will
enter through the lobby.
The same as any other Friday.
Then she'll make appointments
for me and Matty with her dad's firm.
What if he recognizes you?
- He won't recognize me.
- Oh, he might.
- Hey, get down!
- Freeze!
Hands up!
He won't recognize me.
Once I'm up and in,
Matty's gonna sign in
and join us in Francesca's
father's office.
- You're waiting in the woods nearby.
With that big-ass crow?
- Alone?
- No, with Desmond and Anna.
- Oh, Roy.
- Yeah, baby, you feel that?
- Give it to me.
- Who's your daddy now? Come on.
Maybe we should all go together.
We need you on the outside
for when the night guard
makes his rounds.
Their rotation isn't really precise,
and we're gonna have flashlights.
So we'll watch out for the guards
to make sure you cut them off.
Right. Exactly, exactly.
Now, inside, Francesca's
gonna ask the guard
to disconnect the alarm
on the rear door,
saying she has boxes to unload from
her car, something she's done before.
Hold it right there.
Matty and I have 20 seconds
to get inside the stairwell
before the guard returns to his
desk and his security monitors.
We'll take the stairs to the roof
and wait for Francesca's keycard.
From here, we're almost home.
We get in,
we get the answers, and we get out.
Shortly after midnight, this is me.
Twenty-five minutes
into Saturday morning,
and a whole lot closer
to the rest of my life.
Who's gonna join me?
All right.
You smoke?
It makes kissing kind of nasty.
Then we won't be kissing, huh?
I know. I was just...
Why are you here?
I need the answers.
To join Sandy at Maryland.
What's so great about her,
I mean, aside from being smoke-free?
You wouldn't get it.
- Try me.
- All right.
I mean, it's like,
I don't get the best grades.
I'm not really great at... anything.
But here was something
that I was finally great at.
I was great at being with Sandy.
I could make her laugh, I could...
... guess what she was thinking.
And it was just...
... great. It was great.
And?
And I just can't wait to be great again.
Give us the bank's money!
Your money's federally-insured,
you're not gonna lose it.
Think of your families.
Don't risk your life.
Don't try and be a hero.
Now I want you to sit on the floor,
put your hands on your head.
And so the day arrives.
We had packed it,
rolled it, smoked it.
Now it was time to ride the buzz.
- Yeah.
- Hey. It's me.
Set your phone to vibrate,
call me back, OK?
From here on out, we use re-dial.
- Tell Roy the same thing, OK?
- OK.
Thank you.
Oh, sh*t. I forgot the bolt cutters.
- What?
- Just kidding.
That's funny.
Here we go. Masks.
- Did you bring your Floaties?
- It's all I could find.
All right, we're here.
Answers are here.
Keep your masks on till we get past
the security cameras. Just in case.
- You walk much?
- My mask is fogged.
There's a camera around the corner,
on the right.
- So stay low and tight to the wall.
- What do we do if it sees us?
About three to six months
and a lot of community service.
Don't worry. I'm not gonna
look at your underwear.
Who says I'm wearing any?
Matty, you OK?
I can't see...
I can't see through this stupid mask!
Just come forward. Come forward.
- OK.
- No, go 2 o'clock.
Two o'clock.
- This way, this way.
- Where?
Grab my hand! Grab my hand!
- Thanks.
- This way.
- Nature calls.
- Yeah, it's something, isn't it?
No. Nature calls.
Can I ask you a question?
Why do you smoke pot?
Something to do?
Why do you bite your fingernails?
This is it. Francesca?
OK, OK.
Ladies and gentlemen,
I present you with...
... a serious waste of time.
Why would you lock the door to this?
This was it.
Matty, I swear, this was it.
The answers went to 510 for filing.
Well, "went to" doesn't help us,
now, does it?
I had the answers in my hands.
"One comes back to me."
Kyle, what? Kyle?
Sh*t!
- What are you doing?
- Stop.
Who the hell was that?
That's Bernie. He's the lobby guard
who hits on everybody.
- Well, he's early.
- Where were you going?
"One comes back to me."
The guy I copied for said
the master goes to 51 0 for filing
and "one comes back to me".
- What, you wanna call him at home?
- I wanna find his office. 545.
Roy, what time do you have?
About that time.
Yeah. Can you see the far side
of the building from here?
I'm gonna go see if I can get
a better view.
Sh*t.
My phone!
My phone.
Sh*t.
Roy! Roy, the guard.
- There's a problem with my phone.
- What problem?
Phone!
- Yeah.
- Shut off the lights. Shut off the lights.
- Yes?
- Sorry.
All clear.
Tell Roy I'm kicking his ass.
Hey, hey, I got it. It's office 545.
Hey. Maybe it's in here.
You know what this means.
Hello.
It's for you.
Is it a chick?
- Hello?
- Roy, we need your help.
Who is this?
It's Kyle, Roy.
- Clyde's.
- Dave, it's Matty.
- Hey, Matty. What's up, man?
- I need some flowers delivered.
- Tell him roses.
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