(static buzzing)
(keyboard pounding)
- [Jake Voiceover] What is it worth?
What is it worth to have it all?
(suspenseful music)
- Hurry, we haven't got much time.
Stay here, listen, if anything,
anything goes wrong, just run away.
You got it?
- Yeah.
- Good.
(dramatic music)
- [Men] Police, get down.
Freeze, freeze.
- Fred Kingsly, freeze, you have the right to remain silent.
Anything you say.
(gunshots firing)
- No.
- Runner.
- [Men] Got a runner.
(dramatic music)
- Go away, just disappear.
Don't say nothing to nobody about this
or you gonna wind up dead, do you hear me?
Do you hear me?
(upbeat jazz music)
(chickens clucking)
(police siren sounding)
(gunshot firing)
(birds chirping)
- Hey, can you spare some change?
- I'm sorry pal, I'm all out, okay?
- [Fred] No change?
- [Man In Yellow] Yeah.
- Come on, you're wearing fine clothes
and you're sitting at this fine dining establishment
and you ain't got any spare change?
- I told you, I don't have any money
so I'm trying to talk to my friend.
(retching)
- [Fred] I'm okay.
(retching)
- Get the hell out of here, you drunken slob.
- [Fred] Yeah, maybe I better do that.
You fellas have yourselves a pleasant meal.
- What the hell was that all about?
(upbeat music)
(camera clicking)
(radio static buzzing)
(faint speaking)
(phone ringing)
- No baby, it's,
hold on.
Royal Investigations.
- Jake, it's Fred.
- Oh, hey boss.
- Listen, I want you to check on something for me.
- Hang on, hang on, I gotta write this down.
- Find out if there's been anything in the news
about a bank being hacked into,
stolen passwords, something like that.
- Sounds good, got it Fred.
Good, okay, bye.
Hey baby, yeah.
Where were we?
(pensive music)
What?
Oh come on, just a little while longer.
Can I at least see you tonight?
I'll come with you.
I love your mom.
(pensive music)
Fine, done, it's cool you big tease.
Yeah, all right, yeah, call me tomorrow.
Okay, I love you, bye.
(toilet flushing)
- Oh Jesus Christ, kid.
Try not to get any on the files
and don't touch my coffee cup.
(pensive music)
- [Fred] You're working kinda late tonight, aren't ya?
- [Jake] Yeah.
- I figured you'd be out drinking and partying by now.
- Well I would be but
my girlfriend went to her mom's.
- Her mother huh?
- [Jake] Yep.
- [Fred] Did you see Harvey today?
- [Man] Well, all done.
- [Jake] Boy, I sure wish he was here right now.
I got one more thing I'm supposed to do tonight
and I really don't feel like doing it.
- Oh, hey you know, I guess I could, nah.
- What?
- [Fred] Nothing.
- Come on, what?
- Well it's a pretty simple job.
You know, I guess I could send you on it.
- Are you joking with me right now?
- No.
- Yes, of course I'll do this.
- You're okay with it?
- Yeah, I'm okay with it, what do I gotta do?
- [Fred] Just follow a guy for a couple of hours
and tell me what he does.
- [Jake] I can handle that.
- [Fred] Okay, my contact just called.
They spotted him just down the street at Dan's.
- [Jake] Yeah.
- Okay, he's a young guy, he's driving a blue Jeep.
If you hurry you could catch him right now.
- I'm going.
- Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute.
- What?
- Hey, get some pictures, get some pictures.
(laughing)
- [Jake] Thank you.
(brakes screeching)
(car doors shutting)
(dog barking)
(woman laughing)
(door thudding)
(pensive music)
(soft music)
♪ Silence
♪ Gestures
♪ Violence
♪ Questions
♪ Need this
♪ Loudness
♪ Miss this
♪ Madness
♪ Under an absence
♪ Broken two cents
♪ Patience
♪ Quickness leads to regret
♪ Tonight's come
♪ It's transparent
♪ Tomorrow's spell
- Hey.
♪ This day
My friends and I are trying to get a game
of two-on-two pool going and we're one short.
You wanna play?
- I suck at pool.
(door thudding)
(drawer creaking)
- Morning.
- Hey.
- I assume Harvey's late again.
- I haven't see him.
Hey, sorry about yesterday.
- That's okay, I know what you saw last night
was pretty tough but you gotta understand
this job's gonna show you a side of people
you never thought you'd see.
You're gonna see what people do
when they think no one's looking
and it's really a good thing
but if you think you can handle that,
I think you've been pushing paperwork long enough.
- You think I'm ready?
- I wouldn't have sent you out last night
if I didn't think you were ready.
Question is, do you think you're ready?
- Yeah, I'd like to give it another shot.
- Atta boy, never give up.
- Well I'm all out of girlfriends now
so you gotta send me out on a real job.
- That doesn't make it any easier.
Yes, Mrs. Winters.
Yes, that's correct, your husband went to lunch,
he met a friend, no, a male friend, yes.
No, yeah went straight back to work.
Did stop and pick up a newspaper.
Yes, straight home after that, about 5:05.
Okay, yes, I'll call you tomorrow night
with another report, okay, goodnight.
Harv.
- What?
- Going to meet Jake down at the Thistle
and finish up a job.
- I don't care.
- You wanna meet us there later, have a drink?
- [Harvey] You buying?
- Fine.
Hey, you seen my keys?
- They're on the end table where they always are,
you stupid son of a bitch.
- [Fred] What'd you say?
- See you later, you stupid son of a bitch.
(upbeat music)
- [Fred] Nervous?
- [Jake] A little, you hear stories.
- Most of that's bullshit.
There was a guy who worked in here one time though,
thought his wife was after his brother.
He really lost it, it was no fun telling him.
But the main thing is
have absolutely no emotion in your voice
when you talk to the client.
- You wanna me to have,
tell a guy that his wife's cheating on him
and have no emotion?
- Hey guys.
- Hey, how you doing this evening?
- I'm great.
- Thank you.
Kiddo, it is absolutely the only way.
Now I got your notes here, I took 'em down on site.
You just read them over to the client
absolutely no emotion.
"I'm sorry to inform you sir," blah blah blah.
Buy the poor bastard a drink and be done with it.
Now he might wanna cry to you,
he might try and blame you.
If that happens then you just get him to sign his invoice
and you up and leave.
- That's fucking cold, man.
- You gotta be cold, you gotta be professional.
Listen, your little gift of turning everything into a joke
doesn't hold when you're ruining somebody's life
or you got a gun to your head.
- Speaking of which, I was wondering.
- No speaking of which, I know where you're going.
- [Jake] You know, you know, I'm just saying--
- [Fred] No.
- Now that there's three of us, you know,
it beats the shit out--
- Goddamn it, listen, I don't care how many of us there are.
The answer is no.
Look, I took you aboard, I agreed to train you
because I think you're gonna make a damn fine P.I. one day,
not because I wanted to turn you into a criminal.
The money that we make from clients,
that's all the money we're gonna make.
Do you understand?
- Yeah.
- Let me get you another drink, same?
- Hey.
The guy from yesterday.
- I know.
- Sorry I was being such an ass.
I kinda had a rough day.
- Don't worry about it.
- Did you,
did you wanna have a seat?
- Actually I'm gonna get another drink.
- Oh, okay.
- But maybe I'll take a rain check?
- Sorry, I had to talk to Shawn about something.
Don't I know you from somewhere?
- Probably here, I usually hang back by the pool tables.
- You gonna introduce me to your friend, Jake?
- Actually, I--
- Jeanie.
- [Fred] Fred.
- I'm gonna go get that drink
and get back to my game of pool
but it was nice meeting you and see you around.
- Get 'em while they still smell good, kid.
- Yeah, I think I already ruined my chances with that one.
- She was a little old for you.
- You mean like 20 going on 40?
- They all look 15 to me.
Shit.
- Is he here?
Here's to being emotionless.
(glasses clinking)
(fist thudding)
- You okay, kid?
- Hits like a sissy.
- Looked like he tagged you pretty good from over there.
Did you get him to sign his invoice?
- Yeah.
Poor fucker didn't know what hit him.
- That'll happen.
Let this be a lesson to you, kid.
Women are not to be trusted.
- You gonna tell me what you and Shawn
have been arguing about?
- Nothing, just marriage talk, wife and kids stuff.
- You're not married.
- He is.
I think I'm gonna pack it in, you sticking around?
- Yep, I gotta see about that girl.
- Good luck, hey, if Harv shows up
tell him he missed his free ride.
(throat clearing)
- So I'm trying to get a one-on-one game of pool going
but I'm short one.
Ah, suck.
Damn.
- Why were you having such a bad day yesterday?
- Why the hell did you send me after him?
Girlfriend trouble, I'm sure you don't wanna hear about it.
- I ran into him at the convenience store on my way home.
- Was it bad?
- [Jake] Why didn't you tell me?
- Would you have believed me
unless you saw it with your own eyes?
- That's the worst way to break up.
Leaves you feeling kinda replaced.
- Well now you got no choice,
now you have to deal with it.
- [Jeanie] And that guy in here is someone you work with?
- It's my boss.
- You thought this job was gonna be fun, kid?
Private investigating 101, this is just the beginning.
- [Jeanie] Well, he must be a pretty cool guy.
- [Jake] Yeah, that old fart's
always keeping something from me.
- Like what?
- Like tonight.
He was arguing with Shawn about something,
he told me it was marriage talk.
- How do you know he was lying?
- Hey Shawn, you married?
- [Shawn] Hell no.
- I don't know how he made it through his old job alive.
- What was that?
- Huh, oh, nothing.
Just something that was.
- You told her?
- Jesus, not so loud.
- What are you trying to do to me, kid?
- You know the fucking vagabond
with a mysterious past act
doesn't work on chicks anymore, you little fart.
Besides, the statute of limitations
on most of the shit you've done is already up.
- We don't need people knowing about our private lives.
We live on the outside of society.
We mingle with it when we need to.
- What can I say, I have a weakness
for drinking and running my mouth.
In the meantime, I got laid.
- Really?
- Oh, and it was good.
(car honking)
- That's not the point, you compromised our position.
- What am I, in a gang now?
Are we gonna pull a heist, huh?
A job, do I get to be the wheelman?
- Those days are over, kid.
- [Jake] Such a drama queen.
- Where'd you go last night?
- [Harvey] I had to follow up on a lead.
- You're not on any cases.
- [Harvey] I was trying to get us one.
- We're backed up as it is.
Leave the business end to me,
I got enough jobs for the three of us.
- Really, what's mine?
- You're on guard duty tonight.
- Bullshit.
- [Jake] Guard duty for what?
- Nevermind for what.
- Another bitch job, huh?
The kid gets a trail tail while I gotta go out--
- Stop, just stop.
- Look, I don't see why we can't
just bring him along while I--
- That's enough.
- I'm just trying to make some money here
while we go out and do this--
- Look, you guys both work for me.
I call the shots, you got it?
You.
You tail that guy till he goes to sleep.
You, you do what you're told.
Or would you rather I go on your job
and you stay here and file old paperwork?
- It's all bitch work to me.
- Good, then you're on guard duty.
- Guard duty for what?
I'm on it.
(drawer creaking)
- So you plan on bringing in the kid?
- Yeah.
- Why not tell him now then?
- He's a good kid, doesn't need to be bothered
with unnecessary details.
- Yeah, while you two are splitting your cut I get half.
- God, I hate it when you get like this.
- Look, you got a hard on for some little boy
that don't concern me, just keep him out of my cut.
I didn't sign on for diaper duty.
- Fine, you get half.
- If that little punk ass gets in my way, fuck him.
I don't think he's ready
and when he fucks up like I know he's going to
I'm gonna put him down myself.
- You don't like him, don't talk to him.
I'll make sure you two are never alone.
But he's ready and I trust him.
- You trust him so much,
why you telling him you're legit?
(suspenseful music)
(upbeat music)
- Oh, in your face.
- I let you win.
- Baloney, I kicked your ass.
- Oh, I'll show you an ass kicking.
- Yeah right, I'm the champion
and I got no time for losers.
- Oh, well then Mr. Champion,
you're so good I'm gonna have
to start playing right handed again.
- No way, then it wouldn't be any fun.
I'll be right back.
Shawn.
- God, you're a squirmy one.
- Actually I wanna talk business.
- [Shawn] We have no business.
- Well, not directly.
- [Shawn] So he told you, has he?
- Before I answer that I have a question for you.
- Eight and a half inches around.
- Great, but,
what exactly is your business arrangement with Fred?
- Don't have one.
- Come on man, you're the stereotypical
all-knowing, all-seeing bartender.
He's an investigator, you guys argue about something
and he lies to me about why.
My, how the bullshit doth flow.
- [Shawn] Afraid I don't have anything to say.
- Fifty bucks?
- I'm just a stereotypical all-knowing bartender.
- That means what?
- Can't tell you.
- [Jake] Fifty more bucks.
- Still can't tell you.
- Maker's Mark on the rocks.
- Look, I know about six guys that come in here,
pay extra to stay after hours.
I listen to them and I tell him what they say.
- What do they say?
- Tips.
- Pack of cigarettes and an appletini
for the lady over there.
Yeah, this doesn't look suspicious.
- Shut the fuck up.
Listen, what I'm about to tell you
you better not fucking tell your boss.
I'll cut your fucking bollocks off, okay?
- Yeah.
- I followed your fellow tonight.
He was the murderer of some computer nerd.
Got himself something worth a fucking load.
Those fellas I was telling you about earlier,
they're looking to steal the kid's computer back from him
and sell it to the highest bidder.
- I just paid $100 plus for that load of shit?
- Oh, I've got another tip for you.
- What?
- That girl who's over there?
- [Jake] Yeah?
- Don't have a chance.
- [Jake] Okay, okay, thanks Shawn.
- Hey, where's my fucking money?
(laughing)
Last call was 10 minutes ago.
Where's the rest of you?
- Bottom of the sound.
- Sorry to hear that, mate.
- Well, shit happens.
- Yeah, well don't mind me, I'm just closing up.
Go ahead and have a seat down in the back.
Just sit back down, we've had a lot
of local color lately, don't want any problems.
Don't wanna lose my liquor license or my green card.
- So then the bitch, she looks up
and she says, "That is my face."
(laughing)
- You're on the same guy as last night.
- All right, anything I have to be
watching for specifically?
- Just anything unusual, you see it you'll know
and I want you to give me a call right away.
- All right, what time should I get on him?
- What time did he get home last night?
- [Jake] Nine.
- Then show up at eight.
- What about me?
- Also, same as last night.
- Like a goddamn chump.
- Starting to sound like a democracy in here.
How 'bout both you guys just do what you're told
if you wanna get paid.
- You gonna pay me for my job now then?
- [Jake] I'm not complaining.
- You have been.
- I just wanna know what I'm watching for, that's all.
- Something unusual.
- And what the fuck is unusual?
That's pretty fucking unusual.
(upbeat music)
(phone ringing)
- Yeah?
- [Jake] Fred, we got some stuff happening here.
(upbeat music)
(grunting)
- Listen, there's a laptop in that house somewhere.
Whoever just got there is probably after it.
Whatever happens, don't let them leave with it.
- How the fuck am I supposed to do that?
All these guys have guns.
- [Fred] Look in your trunk.
(upbeat music)
- Awesome.
(upbeat music)
- You know what we're here for, you fuck.
(guns firing)
(gun clicking)
(guns firing)
(upbeat music)
(gun firing)
- Goddamn it, I said nobody gets hurt.
- Holy shit, Drake, Drake, get up, man.
- Twofer, shut the fuck up, man.
- Fuck, Drake, come on, man.
- He's fucking dead.
So keep your fucking voice down.
- Fuck, Drake, come on, buddy.
- Twofer.
(gun firing)
- You know, I always wanted to date
a chick with a staple in her stomach.
You too, huh?
What's the matter?
You gotta go to the shitter again?
All right, let's go.
(suspenseful music)
- They gave it to you?
Jake, listen, get out of there right now.
- [Jake] You don't gotta tell me twice.
(suspenseful music)
(dramatic music)
(guns firing)
(gun clicking)
(gun firing)
- You feeling better?
I hope you didn't stink the joint up
'cause I gotta take a real.
(gun clicking)
(engine whirring)
(glass shattering)
(gun firing)
- [Jake] Fuck, fuck.
(gun firing)
- [Jake] Fuck, fuck, Jesus Christ.
(gun firing)
- [Man With Mask] Take the kid.
(grunting)
(punches thudding)
- Where is he?
(suspenseful music)
- Fuck.
Is your boy still here?
(engine whirring)
(engine starting)
(gun firing)
- [Fred] Jake?
- What the fuck kind of job did you just send me on, Fred?
"Look for something unusual, Jake."
Yeah, my goddamn car getting fucking shot at
is pretty goddamn unusual, Fred.
- You still got the laptop?
- Yes.
- Then we got bigger problems.
I need you to get over to this address.
(tires squealing)
(groaning)
- God.
Oh man.
(tires squealing)
- Tell me why I'm here, Harv.
- Jesus Christ, I just had a gun put in my face.
They took the kid.
- Yeah, I just fucking got shot at.
- What do you want, a trophy?
- Damn it, Harv, what the fuck is going on?
- Just get in the car, we'll figure it out at Fred's.
(metal and class crunching)
What the fuck?
Get out of the car.
- Why?
- Now.
- Freeze, asshole.
What the fuck do you want?
- Dumbass.
(gun clicking)
- Dumbass.
- You breathe funny, I shoot your boy.
- You shoot him, you get one in the brain.
- So what are we gonna do about this?
(slow jazz music)
- Hi boys, what can I get you?
- Jameson, rocks.
- Shot of gin.
- Second.
- Jack Daniels neat.
- All right, coming right up.
(slow jazz music)
- You wanna make some sense of all this shit, boss?
- Not particularly.
- You the investigator friend of Shawn's, aren't you?
- Guilty.
- If I find out you got anything to do
with my boys getting killed--
- Hey guys, ready for the story?
- Yes.
- You wanna ease up a little then?
Harv, you already know all this.
Go get me a drink and chips
and call the office, check messages.
I'm paying everyone's tab.
- [Harvey] Swell.
- So kid, couple days ago Shawn tells me
about some kid that got himself killed
over downloading something he shouldn't have,
something worth a lot of money on the black market.
- And how did Shawn know about that?
- [Fred] He overheard you and your boys
talking about it the night that it happened.
(laughing)
- He close?
(laughing)
- [Fred] You don't know this but you've been
my informant now for about two months.
Half my jobs come from people
that you've been involved with.
- Give me one good reason
why I shouldn't kill you right now.
- Because if you knew what I knew
you wouldn't have sent your people in
to get that case tonight,
you would've waited for the right opportunity.
- What's the right opportunity?
- Did a little creative research.
Found out the kid that's responsible for all this mess,
his name's Mark, goes by the handle Qwestion Mark,
question spelled with a W.
- [Jake] That's the kid that downloaded whatever, right?
- Not exactly, turns out he's just close
to somebody with a password, his uncle.
- Password, for what?
- So at this point all I know is
some kid downloaded something worth a lot of money.
Thanks to Rodriguez here I find out who has the thing,
then a couple days later my stock broker gives me a call,
tells me about an internal memo at Emerald Bank and Trust
saying that they got infiltrated somehow.
Somebody stole the piece of code that they shouldn't have.
Well I figure these two things might be connected
so I checked up a little more on that angle
and I find out what was stolen.
- What was it?
- Back door to Emerald's banking software.
That means that anyone with that piece of code
can get into the bank's computer,
withdraw any amount of money they want
without leaving a goddamn trace
if they know what they're doing.
- Bullshit.
- No bullshit.
- Why don't they just write new codes,
new passwords or something?
- [Fred] That's what Mark's uncle does,
in fact, that's what he did.
This is the password to the new software.
- Okay, so let me get this straight.
Somebody stole the password.
Mark's uncle wrote new stuff
and then Mark stole it again?
- [Fred] And no one knows this time.
(dramatic music)
- So what, we're hired by the bank to find this kid?
- Yes and no, we're.
- [Jake] Thank you.
- [Waitress] Can I get you something?
- No thanks.
We're gonna find the kid
but we weren't exactly hired to do it.
- [Jake] What the hell does that mean?
- It means we're keeping the password for ourselves.
- Are you shitting me?
What was all that talk about making an honest buck?
- If you'd seen the kind of action I've seen
you know this gig is too big and too easy to pass up.
You've been nagging me for big money,
well now it's staring us all in the face.
- This is too fucking lucky.
I smell a lot of bullshit coming out of you.
- I've left out a few details to keep myself safe,
but that's the gist of it.
- Why are you telling me?
- I need a fourth man, plus your wife just had a kid.
I'm sure you could use the money.
- How the fuck did you know that?
Kill that fucking mick.
- Are they in?
- I'm in.
- I'm in.
- Good.
I can't go into all the details here.
Meet Harv and me, this address tomorrow, 10 p.m.
We'll be across the street.
Don't be late.
- [Jeanie] Wow.
- [Jake] Yeah.
- [Jeanie] Wow.
- [Jake] I know.
- Wow.
- That's enough.
- So is this like a heist?
- I don't know, it's cool though, ain't it?
I wanna go out and buy like an old trench coat and fedora.
- Nice.
- Maybe one of those little Dick Tracy watches,
those things are fucking badass.
- Or maybe you could take your girl along
to get in on the action.
- Absolutely not.
- Oh come on, why not?
- You could get hurt.
- No I won't, besides, you'd be there to protect me.
- You know, I don't mind getting myself in way over my head
but I'm not bringing anybody with me.
- Oh, your forced bravado is sweet and all,
but it ain't working.
- Yeah well it doesn't have to.
Even if I decided I wanted to bring you in on this
big bank heist or whatever it is, you know,
Fred would never go for it.
He's pissed enough as it is
that I told you about his old life.
- Come on, I mean, when do I ever
get to do something this exciting?
- I don't know, but you're not getting a chance now.
- Jake.
(keys clanking)
(woman yelling)
- [Man] Who are you?
Who sent you?
What are you looking for?
- Fuck you, asshole.
- So let me guess, I gotta be Mr. Pink.
- He's the one that lived.
- Anybody wanna tell me the point of all this?
- 'Cause I missed you, sweetheart.
- So what's our target?
- It's our job to get in and out
of that house across the street.
- And that takes four guys?
- It takes one but there's more to it than that.
- Here's how it is.
Mark got nabbed from his room the other night.
We're not sure who took him but he wasn't that hard to find.
- Why do we need him?
- Look, he's in that house, we need him,
just do as you're told.
- Hey Harvey, calm down, would you?
Listen, I forgot the binoculars in the car.
Would you mind running over to my car and picking them up?
- Swell.
- [Fred] And have a smoke while you're at it,
huh, relax a bit.
- Jesus, so why do we need him?
- Because, remember that laptop you risked your life over?
- [Jake] Yeah.
- It was worthless.
Now here's how it's gonna go.
- What do you plan to do afterwards?
- Early retirement.
I've been fucked over, over and over again
on jobs and money for too long.
I was a goddamn thief for 15 years
and barely made it by.
Every time I made enough money
set me up for my rest of my stupid life
one of my boys would come along and screw me
or invested in a beta max or an even more elaborate scheme
to make even more money,
then the second one would fall through.
- Yeah, well no second one this time, man.
- Fuck no.
(glasses clanking)
This time no one's standing in my way.
I'm gonna be fucking rich and I'm gonna buy myself
a nice quiet little place out on the beach, Fiji.
(soft music)
Sure you wanna do this thing, kid?
(soft music)
- I don't think this thing with Fred's such a good idea.
- So quick to change your mind.
- Jake, I just feel like you should think twice about this.
Guys with guns.
- [Jake] I got a gun now.
- Do you know what it will feel like
to even have to shoot somebody?
You know how sick that would make you?
Or worse,
what if you got shot?
- I just,
I have to do this.
I may never get another chance.
- Another chance at what?
- Another chance to stop living paycheck to paycheck.
Another chance to finally be taken seriously.
Another chance to better my future.
Our future.
- [Jeanie] Jake, how can you say that?
- You think I don't realize how fucked up it is
that I feel so strongly about somebody that I just met?
You think it's easy for me
just to open myself up to the next person that comes along?
It's not.
I do it
because I can't stop thinking about you.
Every moment that I'm awake
I do it.
(heavy breathing)
(soft music)
Hey.
(car horn sounding)
- Who the fuck tipped him off?
- I don't know, not me.
- Rodriguez stands nothing to gain from this.
- [Jake] Harv?
- I trust Harvey implicitly.
- Why?
- Harvey's on our side.
- Okay so it wasn't me, it wasn't Harv, it wasn't you.
We all have reasons not to tell the press.
- Except you.
- Come on, Fred, you know I'm not responsible for this.
- I do?
- So it's Rodriguez.
- That doesn't make any sense.
Look, unless one of us up and dies
and has a heart attack or something
we're all at each others' mercy.
We're not the only ones who know about this.
- Who else?
Guy with no throat?
- Mark can't talk.
- Well why wouldn't he talk?
- Well I mean physically, he can't talk.
- So it's one of us then.
- I said he couldn't talk,
I didn't say he couldn't have written it down or something.
- Okay, so the press knows
that the password is out for the bank again.
I mean, what are we gonna do, they're gonna change it.
- Look, calm down, we'll pull this thing off.
- How?
- Look, we get Mark we're golden.
- We're still getting Mark?
- [Fred] Yes.
- Why?
- Sources close to Emerald Bank and Trust
have reported a second breach
in security in the last two months.
Our source, who wishes to remain anonymous,
claims that hackers have penetrated
the new security counter measures
installed by an outside contractor.
Emerald claims it knows of no such security breach.
- That supposed to make me feel better?
- You're missing the point to all this.
They heard that they were hacked into,
they didn't hear that it wasn't a hack at all
so therefore that clears anybody that we know.
- 'Cause we all know that the kid
just took the shit from his uncle.
- There you go.
- So it wasn't one of us then.
But how does this mean we still get the money?
- [Fred] We get Mark, we get the password.
- Well how do we know they won't have changed it by then?
- Because we don't have the password that they would change.
We have the back door.
- Oh come on, Fred, back doors are bullshit.
Encryption is bullshit, okay?
Hollywood fucking bullshit.
Computers don't have neon green fucking text
on a black background.
You operate them with a mouse
not by typing 10,000 words per fucking minute.
- Look, I don't know how all this shit works but Mark does
and I swear he can get us the money.
You're in no risk.
- No risk?
I'm walking into a fucking room
filled with armed goddamn guards tonight.
- I'll make you a deal.
If you knock on that door and nobody answers
then the whole thing's tits up and we stop it.
(door shutting)
I promise you, no harm will come to you.
- What if I get a funny feeling?
- Same deal, look, you just knock on the door,
point to something, go in, and grab it.
Look around, make sure it's safe for Rodriguez to go in,
and then get out.
We're getting Mark out alive.
- Sorry man, I'm just nervous, you know?
I mean, I thought doing this kind of shit
would be cool and all, you know,
but it's really fucking breaking my balls.
- You know what relaxes me kid?
- What?
- Not the gin.
- [Harvey] Good luck, kid.
- Now here's how it's gonna go.
Jake, you and Rodriguez are gonna go into the house.
- What, what, wait, how?
- Through the front door, kid, how do you think?
(suspenseful music)
I'm gonna have a scoped rifle on that room
the whole time you're in there.
- Why not just shoot him from here and then go grab the kid?
- Because if one shot's fired they could shoot Mark.
(suspenseful music)
- [Jake] What's Harv gonna do?
- He's our lookout, Harvey'll be around the corner.
If you hear him honk his car horn three times in a row
that means there's trouble and you two
can get the hell out any way you can.
(suspenseful music)
(gun clicking)
- Sounds like we're pulling a Keiser.
- What's a Keiser?
(suspenseful music)
What's a Keiser?
- Something of legend in the crime world.
Never really happened, though.
- No, it happened, most of my crew was in on it.
(suspenseful music)
- So what is it?
- You know there's a U.S. mint in San Francisco?
- Right.
(watches ticking)
(gun clicking)
- Well in the mid 80s, truckload of chickens
headed to the slaughterhouse
ran right through the fucker's walls.
Chickens everywhere, so much commotion
it took them three hours to clean it up.
Once they did they realized they were missing
two sets of $20 bill plates.
Up to this day they haven't been found.
Treasury denies it ever happened.
That was nicknamed the Keiser
after the famous Turkish criminal.
- No, it was named the Keiser after that movie
because it never really happened.
- So I'm a truckload of chickens?
- That's right kiddo.
All this goes down tomorrow night, boys, be ready.
- Yeah?
- You're not Andrew, where's Andrew?
- Andrew's not here right now.
We're watching the place for him while he's out of town.
- Oh well, forgot my Nintendo game here, can I grab it?
- [Man With Bandana] All right, but make it quick.
(suspenseful music)
- Zelda.
(suspenseful music)
(door slamming)
- What?
- This is the worst plan ever.
(thudding)
- Anything weird?
- I only saw one guy but
other guys must be in the room with Mark.
(suspenseful music)
- Nothing weird.
- Guys with guns.
(suspenseful music)
(gun firing)
(groaning)
(gun firing)
- [Rodriguez] Mark?
(gun firing)
(glass shattering)
(suspenseful music)
(retching)
(suspenseful music)
- What the fuck, Harvey?
- You okay, kid?
- What the fuck were you guys thinking?
All this for a fucking password, people are dead.
- Okay, we're getting the money tonight.
Jake, get my black bag out of that trunk, will ya?
Harv, I want you to follow us in your car.
- Follow you where?
- Somewhere the kid's gonna be safe.
Damn it, Jake.
- What about Rodriguez, we're just gonna leave him up there?
- Listen kid, there was nothing I could do, okay?
He didn't see the guy behind the door
and it was too late before I could get a clean shot.
Harv, what are you standing there for, get moving.
- Why did you pin one guy against four?
- Listen, get in the back seat, it is now or never.
Kid, I'd hate to think that he died for no reason.
Come on, come on.
(suspenseful music)
(car engine starting)
- You're going the wrong way,
you know, the bank's in Greenwood.
- We're not going to the bank.
We're going to a warehouse in Freemont.
- Why?
- So Mark can piggyback a wifi server
to a nearby coffee shop.
That way if we get traced
the cops'll show up at Starbucks and not where we're going.
- How much money will we get?
- Enough.
(suspenseful music)
I need you to keep guard out here.
Signal if anything strange happens.
(car door slamming)
(suspenseful music)
Come on, come on, come on.
Let's go, come on.
Okay, set up over there.
Come on, hurry, we haven't got much time.
Stay here, listen, if anything,
anything goes wrong, just run away, you got it?
- Yeah.
- Good.
(dramatic music)
- What the hell, Harv?
- Shh, shh.
- What the what the hell?
- Something smells like shit around here
and I think it's Fred.
He never explained any of this to me,
I don't know nothing about no pace work.
- He talks about it all the time.
- Stick your finger down your throat, will you, kid?
- I already threw up.
- Do it again, you're still shit faced.
- I don't wanna.
(retching)
What the fuck was that for?
- [Men] Police, get down, police, freeze, freeze.
- Fred Kingsly, you have the right to remain silent,
anything you say.
- [Men] Guard.
(guns firing)
- No.
- Runner.
(suspenseful music)
- Go away, just disappear, don't say nothing
to nobody about this or you're gonna wind up dead.
Do you hear me, do you hear me?
- [Man On Radio] Report.
- Little guy got away.
- [Man On Radio] Let him go.
- [Police Officer] He's around here somewhere.
- [Man On Radio] He's not important.
(gun firing)
(dramatic music)
(radio static buzzing)
(papers rustling)
(suspenseful music)
(door thudding)
(keys clanking)
- [Fred] Mission accomplished.
- What the hell is going on, Fred?
- Jake, I survived, I'm okay.
- There was no job, there was no money.
- [Fred] Now let's calm down.
- Just tell me what's going on.
- Stay calm.
- Do it now.
- You don't wanna shoot me.
(door thudding)
Shoulda just ran away,
everything would've been fine for you.
So tell me, is everything still a joke
when you got a gun to your head?
- Priest and a rabbi walk into a bar.
- You were being played.
- No shit.
- Not by me, I was being investigated.
- Yeah, for kidnapping Harv's son and trying to kill him?
- What, you think I'm some kind of sick sadist or something?
I didn't know he was gonna slit his throat.
He was supposed to take the kid and the laptop.
- I thought that laptop was worthless.
- It is.
- Then why create the complicated scheme?
- I had to disappear.
Unless one of us up and dies and has a heart attack
or something we're all at each others' mercy.
- You were faking your own death.
- Go away, Jake, leave this house.
Pretend you never saw me.
- You had people killed.
Your old friends, your colleagues, Rodriguez,
just so you wouldn't go to jail for some petty thievery
you committed before I was even born.
- Oh kid, you have no idea.
By the time I made enough money
to last of the rest of my stupid life
one of my boys would come along and screw me.
I've left out a few details to keep myself safe.
- They realized they were missing
two sets of $20 bill plates.
- Holy shit, you pulled the Keiser.
- I knew I hired you for a reason
but now you just tore up your ticket out of here.
- You won't do it, you can't.
That's why you had everyone else do your dirty work.
- Really?
Who do you think shot Rodriguez?
(soft music)
(gun firing)
Never thought he'd take 'em all.
- You son of a bitch.
- Goddamn it, Jake, I promised no harm would come to you.
I meant it, you were safe.
I never wanted any of this for you.
- Shut up, asshole.
- Perfect timing, Harv.
You were right, the kid cracked, he's useless to us.
- Stop the bullshit and drop your gun, Fred.
- Quit fucking around, Harv, grab the kid.
- Don't listen to him, he was the one
who was behind the kidnapping.
- Yeah, I know, I know, I know.
You mentioned a password, he never mentioned any password.
He was telling me we was just pulling
a straight up highway job.
- Okay, all right guys, there's money.
I wasn't gonna share it with you but there's money.
- Put that gun down, Fred, and stop your shit.
You hurt my son and then you blackmailed him
after we got him out of the jam you set up for him.
- Okay Mark, now here's the deal.
I need you to do everything I tell you to do
otherwise I am gonna take this gun
and I'm gonna shoot your dad in the back of the head.
Now you don't want that to happen, do you?
Do you?
Are you gonna do what I tell you to do?
Good boy, come on, let's go.
Okay, we're getting the money tonight.
- And on top of that you poisoned Jake.
- I knew it.
But you poured it.
- You shoulda taken the gin, kid.
- He hates gin.
(suspenseful music)
(muffled speaking)
(gun clicking)
- Stop this, Fred, quit while you still can.
- [Jeanie] Everybody drop your weapons.
- [Jake] What the fuck?
- I said put down your goddamn weapons now.
- Jeanie, what the hell are you doing here?
- I told you you were being played.
- What the hell's he talking about?
- Go on, Jeanie, tell him what you've been up to.
Tell him who you really are, don't be shy.
She's in the same business we are, Jake,
just a little higher up the ladder.
Who you working for, government, treasury?
Am I getting warm?
- That true?
This whole time?
- Sure you got that gun pointed at the right person, Jake?
- No more fucking around, Fred.
Turn yourself in our I'll turn you in.
- I warned you, kid, never trust a woman.
- You're just using me to get to him?
- Now is not the time, Jake.
(static buzzing)
What are you doing?
- Jesus Christ kid, don't do anything stupid.
- Well, you're finally starting to learn.
- Put it down, Jake.
- Never let anyone take advantage of you.
- Don't do this.
This doesn't involve you.
- Always be one step ahead of your enemies.
- Don't make me do something I'll regret.
- And if anyone gets in your way,
get rid of them by any means necessary.
(gun firing)
(grunting)
- Thank God.
(slow jazz music)
(grunting)
(beeping)
There's nothing you can do, kid.
(muffled speaking)
Goddamn it, kid, are you listening to me?
Come on, we stay here we're finished.
You can't save her, kid.
- [Jake Voiceover] What is it worth?
What is it worth to have it all?
- [Fred Voiceover] You thought this job
was gonna be fun, kid?
You're gonna see what people do
when they think no one's looking.
It's really a good thing.
You gotta be cold, you gotta be professional.
Question is, do you think you're ready?
I warned you kid, never trust a woman.
(door thudding)
(phone ringing)
- Royal Investigations.
Okay, and,
what's the address?
We'll have someone out there right away.
- [Fred Voiceover] God, I hate it when you get like this.
(soft jazz music)
♪ Cryptic message
♪ On the machine
♪ Need Morse code just to know what it means
♪ And I
♪ Never been
♪ Much at deciphering
♪ Is this a game of
♪ Cat and mouse
♪ I'd smoke a pack just to smoke you out
♪ But you got me
♪ Out for the count
♪ Never been much for the rules
♪ Except for those you learned in manipulative school
♪ But you got me and you
♪ It's okay, baby
♪ I don't mind
♪ I play that game with you nearly any time
♪ As long as I'm yours and you're mine
♪ You and me
♪ Oh you got something
♪ I can't believe
♪ But me and you
♪ We never seem to get through
♪ So now it's time to leave
♪ Not quite sure what's on your agenda
♪ All my letters come back
♪ Return to sender and I
♪ Just need to find
♪ A way to get to you
♪ You been seeming a little lost
♪ Bet your heart's like Pandora's box
♪ And I don't have a key
♪ To unlock
♪ Next time that you come by
♪ Don't you even think about lying
♪ 'Cause I see the lies in your eyes
♪ And I'm getting so
♪ Tired of this
♪ Miscommunication is such a bitch
♪ And I think it's time
♪ That we call it quits
♪ You and me
♪ Oh we got something
♪ I can't believe
♪ But me and you
♪ We never seem to get through
♪ Now it's time to leave
♪ It's time to leave
(upbeat jazz music)
(airplane jet roaring)
- [Announcer] May I have your attention in the terminal?
Boarding call for Air Pacific flight 191
with service to Fiji and Auckland.
All ticketed and confirmed passengers
should be through the doorway marked E4.
Final call for passenger.
(airplane jet roaring)
Air Pacific flight 191 now boarding at gate 17.
(airplane jet roaring)
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