Thick As Thieves Page #4

Hey, why would they kill

your father and let Ripley live?

Because Ripley has... I don't know...

how'd you want me to put this?

Earning power.

Gaby...

I don't wanna go

to any more funerals.

I wanna be with you

but I can't promise you that,

and you can't promise me

a thing, so...

maybe we shouldn't even try.

Oh, you, you, you, you.

Get in.

I know you don't want to, I know you

don't mean to, but you will hurt her.

She doesn't need any more of that.

None of which you had

anything to do with. Am I right?

Is there something

you want to ask me?

Yes.

Why is Victor dead

and you're still walking round?

I'm sure Alex told you that Victor was

in deep to a man named Nicky Petrovich.

What she didn't know, that Nicky

was ready to forgive the dept,

if Victor pulled a job, this job.

- Victor backed out?

- He was trying to protect Alex.

Made a deal with Weber.

He was gonna drop the dime on Nicky.

- And you.

- And me.

Weber offered Victor

witness protection.

He and Alex,

but Alex didn't want to go.

Victor didn't wanna go

without her, so...

he bought a bullet instead.

So why is this still your problem?

Why don't you just... leave?

You don't make a deal with Nicky

for the throw of it and then walk away.

There's no statute of limitations.

Nicky wants those eggs.

Victor's share

would have paid off his debt.

Victor and I were partners.

He was responsible for me.

So now I'm responsible

for him and his debt.

Bullshit.

Victor is dead. Just walk away.

- That's not an option.

- Oh, wow! This is just...

Look...

We do the job.

Nicky gets his cut,

I take a small chunk,

nowhere near commensurate

with my risk,

and you clear a cool 20 million.

I don't know. This is just...

Look, either we pull

this job off flawlessly...

or you call Weber

and you ask for witness protection,

which isn't a choice at all...

because Nicky will find you

and he will kill you.

It doesn't matter where you go

or how long it takes.

That's an unalterable fact.

Well...

Then we steal the f***ing eggs, no?

Yes.

Oh, sh*t.

All right, we are working on it.

So back off, please. Thank you.

I think he called us a name.

We do not like to be insulted.

All right.

Do you know

the significance of this coin?

Yeah.

Then you must know by the mere fact

that you have it in your possession,

I cannot assume the two of you

will not attempt to double-cross me.

Nobody's gonna try to double-cross you,

Nicky... We've been trying to...

Nicky...

- Alex... I'm so sorry.

- Yeah, well, we're all sorry, aren't we?

There's no reason

for you to bring her here.

The fact that you gave

that coin to him...

tells me there are many reasons,

but only one I care about.

Why would we try to betray you?

Well, Ripley, in your case, perhaps,

a misguided sense of revenge.

His, perhaps, simply greed.

It doesn't matter.

I will not take the chance

of the two of you...

taking what is rightfully mine

and selling it to the highest bidder.

Please, excuse me, Mr Petrovich...

Will you please? Thank you.

Where is it written

that these eggs are yours?

Because they belong to my family.

Because my great-grandfather

made them.

Yes, Ripley.

Evgenly Petrovich made them.

He made the 1917 mystery eggs.

I will have those eggs.

And you will get them for me.

That's why I bring Alexandra here.

To keep me company while you do

what you need to do.

Go.

Anyone tries to follow us, she dies.

You'd better believe she dies.

If I don't get what I want...

she dies.

Go.

There is a subway not far.

Damn you, Gabriel!

I told you not to get her involved.

You told me? You told me?

You and her father got her involved

even before she was born.

Goddamn it:
We go tomorrow.

How much time?

Just over three minutes

until the 22:
00 check.

Smart card. Come on...

Come on.

Let's go.

Rasputin.

Rasputin.

Seventeen.

Seventeen.

- Norway.

- Norway.

Cheys Grodny?

Cheys Grodny?

F***.

- It wants to know if I'm hungry.

- Are you?

Cheys Grodny?

Cheys Grodny?

Nyet.

- All right.

- Wait, wait, wait.

Go.

Stop. Go right.

Right... Right.

Stop.

Good. Straight ahead.

Go, go, go, go, go.

Stop. Flatten out.

Head down, head down, head down.

Okay, now diagonally left.

Diagonally to the left.

Keep going... Left.

Get your arm in. No arms!

- Flat. Down.

- Holy sh*t.

Okay, straight ahead.

Go, go, go, go, go.

Go, go.

Stop. Stop.

Deploy.

Hurry.

Stop. Stop. Flat. Flat.

Okay, hurry.

Ouick as you can.

Good.

It's working. Let's go!

Hold it, hold it, hold it!

- Lead.

- Okay... Let's take a look.

When? Sh*t!

All right, sit tight.

We're on our way.

Yes, I owe you.

They're havin ' a sale at Romanov.

Sir?

That was my plant. Unexplained alarm

went off about an hour ago.

I want all available units

in the garage now.

Vouti and Michaels, have them

meet us at the staging area.

- Yes, sir.

- Now it's my turn.

We're good.

All right.

Easy, easy, easy, easy, easy.

- You're on.

- All right.

- A little more.

- Ready?

Come on, a little more.

Come on. More, more, more.

More, more, more.

Stop! Okay... Right there.

- All right.

- Okay.

One.

No.

Two.

No... Three.

No... Four.

Hold it! That's it.

Four, one.

No... Four, two.

No... Four, three.

No... Four, four.

No... Four, five.

Bingo.

- Go, go, go! Let's go!

- Yes, sir.

Sometime tonight. How about it?

- All right.

- All right.

Four, five, six, one, two.

Got it. Got it.

Four, five, six, one, two, three.

No.

Four, five, six, one, two, four.

No... One.

No.

Two, five... No.

Damn it.

Four, five, six, one, two, six.

- Bingo.

- Okay.

Okay.

Four, five, six, one...

two, six, one.

One. Come on.

Come on.

What the f*** are you doing?

Improvising.

- Sh*t. Take this sh*t off.

- Careful.

Come on. Move around this guy.

Move those guys out of the way.

Come on! Go through the lights!

There.

Hmm.

There should be two

of these boxes.

All right.

Okay.

- What're you doing?

- Give me the box.

- Gabriel, don't do this.

- Give me the box.

What, you want more money? Hell...

look around you. Take what you want.

Just, shut up

and give me the box.

What about Alex?

Nicky will kill her. You know that.

I will ask you one more time.

Why are you doing this?

I'm a cop...

In Miami for the last ten years.

Weber requested me.

Just for you.

So you're a cop.

You wanna arrest me? Go ahead.

Where am I gonna go?

But in one minute that vault door's

gonna lock and we'll be stuck in here...

and Alex is gonna be dead.

I can't believe you're such

a contemptible human being...

that you would use her like that

and then just kill her...

cos you might as well

be pulling the trigger yourself.

Simply to bag

the great Keith Ripley.

You sorry, sick motherf***er.

- You got 30 seconds.

- How do I find Nicky?

Phone number in my pocket.

Give it to me...

and the eggs.

- Do you want her alive or not?

- Do you?

Ten seconds.

I'm sorry.

Underground, boys.

All right, let's move!

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