"Man, I am so sick of coming out here and dealing with these two guys." "Every damn weekend, they get off work, they drink all night, and the first thing in the morning, they get into a fight." "I don't know which one's worse, the father or the son." "Right?" "Hey, you want to get something to eat, man?" "I'm starving." "Yeah." "Yeah, okay." "We could just eat in the restaurant here, sit down for a change, actually have a decent breakfast." "What do you say?" "I'm buying." "¶ Trouble, trouble, trouble ¶" "¶ Troubles..." "this world has seen ¶" "When you get a minute, stock the gray fridge for tonight." "Mm-hmm." "¶ What in this world's gonna become of me?" "¶" "¶ I wake up early every morning ¶" "Hey, Ella." "All clear?" "Ye, come on in." "Slow day?" "Oh, weekend brunch." "We were busy last night." "You should have a nice little bundle put away." "You should make the owner an offer and buy this place." "I hate the restaurant business." "Reminds me too much of the Army, months of standing around followed by a few days of "Let's kick some ass. "" "Is that a different suitcase?" "Yeah, so my guy at airport customs would know it." "Whaabout on the other end?" "They only check luggage getting onto the plane, not off..." "You know that." "I mean, the guy who's gonna pick up that money." "He's gonna be there this time like he's supposed to?" "Check into the hotel, knock on the door in the morning." "You give him the suitcase like always." "Cyprus again?" "No, Singapore this time." "God, late Singapore." "Have you ever been in that airport in Singapore?" "They got soldiers there with machine guns, signs all over the place..." ""Death to drug dealers. "" "This is just money, Ella." "Yeah." "And where does the money come from?" "That's what they want to know." "Well, if you don't want to do it again..." "I didn't say that." "What's the count?" "$980,000." "Here's your ticket, first class, and your $20,000." "Munson, how long you been importing hash, anyway?" "About 30 years." "Just hash?" "No coke, heroin?" "Hard stuff, you have to deal with guys with guns... and very poor social skills." "I'm a lover, not a fighter." "¶ Trouble ¶" "¶ You're gonna drive me away ¶" "¶ So don't do it ¶" "¶ Don't do it ¶" "Hey, folks!" "Listen up!" "Pay attention!" "You, cop!" "Hands up." "Unh-unh." "Keep 'em where I can see them." "Hey, go!" "Over there!" "Sit down!" "Hey, look at this, Nells." "We got a cop." "Hi." "All right, everybody, I want your cellphones, your valuables on your table in front of you." "Watches, rings, change in your pocket, all of it." "Do it now" "I'd like to report a robbery." "You, come here." "Come here!" "Come here, come here, come here." "Is thisverybody who works here, huh?" "And don't you lie to me." "The bar." "You behind the bar, stand up!" "Empty the cash register!" "Do it!" "Where's the safe?" "Come on!" "In the office." "In the office." "Who don't you show me?" "Hey, Nells, grab this cop's gun." "And if anybody tries anything stupid, kill them." "Stand up." "Whoa, whoa, whoa!" "No, no!" "Stop right there!" "Stop right there!" "Put the gun down or I'm gonna kill the woman." "Yeah?" "And I'll kill your partner here and then I'm gonna kill you." "Go ahead, shoot him." "Dex, more cops." "What you gonna do now, huh?" "You got nowhere to go, man." "We'll see about that." "You go outside." "You tell them to stay right where they are or else I'm gonna start killing more people in here." "Do what he says." "Anders?" "Just do what he says." "Go, okay?" "Better do what he says." "Okay, hang tight." "I'm gonna be right bk, okay?" "I promise." "I'll get you some help, I promise." "P" " Please." "Give me the walkie." "All right, uh, everyone..." "Everybody on the floor by the bar where I can see you." "Now!" "Move it!" "You, old man, go!" "That means you, too, hon." "Let's get it on." "Hey." "Frank Leo, police union." "Okay, Frank." "Come on through." "Rask." "Frank, thanks for coming down, man." "How you doing?" "I don't know, man." "You know my partner, Anders, right?" "Yeah." "He's shot up pretty bad in there." "I just left him." "I just left him, you know?" "Hey, look at me." "Just don't think about that right now." "Let's concentrate on getting him out." "How many other hostages?" "Four, five, six." "I don't know." "When's Tactical going in?" "Well, that's the thing, Frank." "That's why I called you down here." "They're not going in." "What do you mean?" "Chief gave the order for Tactical to stand down." "Son of a bitch." "That the sergeant in charge?" "Ye, Travers." "All right, come here." "Soon as you're sure that motel is cleared, get up on the roof, see if you can find a vent for a gas drop." "Black-and-white have the top." "Travers, Frank Leo." "Can I have a word?" "I know who you are." "What do you want?" "Why you guys standing down?" "Well, I really don't have to answer that question, so why don't you turn around and go back to doing union business?" "Protecting my guys is union business." "Hey, Frank, don't make me have to escort you out of here." "I got enough to deal with right now." "You guys want me gone?" "That's not their call." "You want to test that theory?" "Maybe he n help us with the chief." "Maybe I can." "Eyes on me." "You see if you can get a shot at the front door, the windows." "if you see any hostages." "10-4." "Are you still here?" "I've got a cop hurt bad in there." "You got to go get him." "Hell with the chief." "Frank, I got a lawful order." "We disobey that, we're done." "No, you're not done." "I'll back you up." "go to jail with us, too?" "If I have to, yeah." "So, the chief give a reason for his stupidity?" "Yeah." "Got to wait for the other gun truck from the domestic." "You want to be useful, Frank?" "Say the word." "You tell the chief to stop cutting our budget." "We're down to two gun trucks, less firepower." "Pretty soon, we're gonna be throwing sticks at the bad guys." "All right, what division's domestic in?" "Come on, I'll call them." "They can deal with it." "Daddy says he's gonna shoot Mom and the kids." "How are they gonna handle that?" "So, that's where the negotiator is." "Yeah." "Welcome to my world." "So, the negotiator gets here." "Then wha" "Chief says to negotiate the hell out of it." "He doesn't want a bloodbath." "So do it..." "Negotiate." "You n do that." "You got to find out how many people are in there, what these guys want." "That's a great idea, Frank." "I never would have thought of that." "Of cour I tried calling." "No one's answering." "So go up to the door." "Then what?" "I get shot, I'm down to four guys." "So I'll walk up to the door." "Then you get shot." "Sarge, there's no shot." "It's too dark in the restaurant to see more than a couple of feet inside." "There's no rear entrance, no exterior connections between the third and fourth floors." "Copy that." "Stay white, your position." "Not a lot of ways in." "And not a lot of ways out." "Come on, at least let me see how my guy's doing." "Attention all members of the law-enforcement community." "They've got his walkie." "Let's rock 'n' roll." "That's how he's doing." "Keep kicking him." "As long as he's alive, they won't come in." "Sarge, the vent goes into the kitchen." "So no gas drop." "Come back down." "You find a target?" "There's no shot, unless they come to the doors or the windows, but I can't see the hostages." "Stop doing that!" "It's fun." "It's like one of those dolls." "You pull the string, and it cries." "He's gonna bleed to death." "Well, that's his problem." "No, no, that's your problem." "Like he said, they have to know he's still alive." "Yeah, she's rig." "See what you can do." "What are they doing out there, man?" "You know, their, uh, cop thing." "Hey, I'm thin, man." "What do you say we hit up?" "Oh, yeah, my brother." "Whoa, whoa, whoa." "We hardly got any left." "Yeah." "What the hell are they doing to him in there?" "Give me your walkie." "Where you going?" "To find out what the hell they want." "What the hell's he doing?" "Frank!" "Stop right there!" "I said stop, damn it!" "What the hell do you think you're doing?" "!" "My job." "Why aren't you doing yours?" "One more step, I'm gonna have you arrested!" "Outside!" "I just want to talk!" "I just want to talk!" "You want me to get him?" "No." "Hell, if they don't shoot him first, he might actually do some good in there." "Guys!" "I just want to talk." "I'm not armed." "Just coming up to talk." "Someone's coming, Dex." "All right, here's what we're gonna do." "Listen, they're gonna come in here and they're gonna ask us what we want." "I want to go to Costa Rica." "Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, my brother." "But we're not gonna tell them that right away." "See, that's where everybody makes their mistake in our situation." "So we want to keep them guessing, like we don't care... or we're crazy or something." "That's how we stay in power." "Just so I get to Costa Rica." "That's far enough." "That's far enough!" "I said, that's far enough." "Hey!" "I know you." "You're Frank Leo, right?" "Man, you've come up in the world." "King cop of the police union now." "Wow!" "Yeah, I see you on the news all the time." "Hey, Nells, check this out!" "We got Frank Leo out here!" "Yeah?" "No kidding." "Hey!" "Frank!" "It's Nells." "Remember me?" "I remember you guys." "Busted you for carjacking about eight years ago." "Yeah, you kicked the crap out of me, sucker-punched me from behind..." "I remember that." "You almost beat that old lady to death." "Eh, she wasn't that old, Frank." "Besides, they could never prove it, could they?" "You know, I walked on that hijacking charge." "Yeah, I heard you went into the Army." "Guess that didn't stick?" "I guess not." "So, what do you want?" "What are you doing to my guy in there?" "Well, you know, just letting you know that he's still alive." "Let me get a doctor to him." "Yeah, sure." "You get a doctor in here." "He turns out to be a cop." "Forget it." "Anders, it's Frank Leo." "Hey, Frank." "Hang in there, pal." "We're coming to get you." "See?" "I told you." "He's alive." "Let him go." "No." "Why would I do that?" "You can have me." "Uh, no." "Um, no deal." "Now, him I can control." "You... maybe not." "So, what the hell do you want?" "One second." "Hey, Nells, uh, Frank's taking our order." "What do we want?" "Um..." "how about some more dope?" "That's right." "Uh, we would like some heroin, please." "Heroin?" "What?" "Is that a problem?" "Papers say that you're the boss of the city now." "If anybody can get us some drugs, Frank, that would be you." "You let my guy go?" "No, no." "He stays." "But, uh, seeing that I'm feeling pretty good right now, you can have one of these people over here." "I want them all." "Yeah, I bet you would." "What the hell." "It's two-for-one day." "I'll give you two." "How about that?" "Stop beating on my guy?" "Sure, yeah." "Might be able to give him a little break." "What about money?" "You want some money?" "We don't need money." "We got money." "Shut up, Nells." "Well, you need a way out to spend it, right?" "I can help you with that." "All right, just... get us our drugs first, and then we'll talk." "Now you better beat it before I change my mind and decide to put a bullet in your head." "Anything else, call me." "Nells, get the card." "Tommy, listen, I need some heroin." "Yeah, heroin, as much as you can get and some money." "There's about 800 grand in the slush fund." "Yeah, get Abby to bring it down." "I'll see you when you get here." "That was a stupid stunt you pulled in there." "You could have got everybody killed." "So arrest me... unless you'd rather hear what they had to say." "what the hell they said." "I cut them a deal... give them some heroin, they'll let two hostages go." "Forget that." "Why not?" "They're already shooting up in there." "Last thing you need is them to start jonesing on you." "Besides, I already made the deal." "You back out now, you're just gonna piss them off." "Get them drugs?" "I can't do that." "Come on." "Order says don't go in." "It doesn't say anything about giving them heroin." "You're negotiating, right?" "Okay, but this stays right here with us." "Nobody else knows." "Nobody else knows." "Mmm-mmm." "You're chubby." "But I love chubby chicks." "More fun to hold onto." "I'm gonna get something to eat." "What's your name?" "Don't talk." "What's your name?" "Hey, at least if I'm gonna die here..." "I get to look at a pretty girl." "Please, please don't talk." "Listen." "Come close to me." "I got to tell you something." "Please." "You see how... you see how everybody's grouped together over there like that?" "That's where you need to be when Tactical comes in here, okay?" "Otherwise, you'll get hurt." "What's he saying to you?" "Nothing." "He said I was pretty." ""Pretty. "" "Sure." "Come with me." "You, watch this people." "Hey, Travers." "One of your men showed me the architectural plans." "Nothing's changed inside, man." "Rask, I need you behind the perimeter now, okay?" "Hey, that's his partner in there, you know?" "All right, just stay out of the way." "Sarge, paramedics are standing by around the corner." "Copy that." "Listen, if you went in right now, would you have enough guys here to do the job?" "Not by the book, I wouldn't." "Forget the book." "You got enough guys?" "These guys I got here now..." "They're my best crew." "Yeah, we could do it." "So what's stopping you?" "'Cause I'm a good soldier, Frank." "I get an order, I obey it." "So whatever happens to our guy, the hostages, your hands are clean." "You think I want someone to die today because I didn't act?" "Well, I don't." "Look, I can see that it's eating you up inside." "You've been Tactical, what, 20 years?" "Yeah, about that." "So you remember what it was like back in the day, huh?" "No gak, fancy equipment... just you and your guys really well trained." "Back then, you would have gone in by now." "Yeah, well, it's a different world now." "No, it's not." "It's exactly the same." "Inside, you got low-life thieves." "Out here, it's just you and your boys." "Whatever you do or don't do here today, it's gonna stay with you the rest of your life." "The hell with the damn chief." "You get your dope... we go in." "S" " S-Stop it!" "Let me go!" "What the hell's the matter with you?" "W" " With me?" "Yeah." "You were supposed to make this look like a robbery." "You were supposed to take the suitcase with the money, some other stuff, and go!" "And instead, you shoot a cop!" "Now, I..." "I did that for you." "See, I can't talk to you when you're like this." "I can't even look at you." "You're doing drugs again." "You promised me that you'd stopped." "You promised!" "Are you done?" "Now, what did that cop say to you?" "I told you..." "He said I was pretty." "You're lying to me, Ella." "I always know when you're lying to me." "Dex, he's gonna die." "You got to let him go." "I'm not afraid of you." "I want you to tell me what that cop said to you." "You'll let him go?" "Yeah." "Dex." "Yeah." "I will, I promise." "I promise." "He said that when the cops come in, that I should be where everybody was bunched together, that I'd be safe there." "That's my girl." "I know these two guys in there." "They're as bad-ass as they come." "They're gonna kill him slowly and enjoy every minute of it." "You see any hostages?" "Yeah." "They're all by the bar." "Good." "We'll know where they are when we go in." "What about their demands?" "Money, way out, any?" "No." "They said they don't want anything." "Well, that's wrong." "Yeah." "They're just playing a game, trying to keep us guessing, keep us on edge." "Okay." "So we just don't let them see us sweat." "You hurt him again, I'll kill you." "You're funny, Ella." "Dex." "All right, folks, listen up, okay, I'm only gonna say this once, maybe twice..." "I haven't decided yet." "I want everybody in front of the windows right now, okay?" "You, over here." "You, over there, all right?" "You, old man, over here." "You, busboy, get your ass over there." "You too." "Come on." "Let's go." "Come on." "Sarge, he's moving the hostages in front of the windows." "That's no good." "That only leaves the front door for a possible shot." "Damn you, Dex." "You said you'd let him go." "You said you'd let him go!" "What can I say?" "I changed my mind." "I told you she's a pain in the ass." "No, you're both pains in the ass." "All right, that might be Frank Leo." "You should answer it." "Watch him." "False Bay Bistro." "You taking reservations?" "I'm sorry, what?" "Just put Dex on the phone." "Hello?" "Oh, hey, Frank." "That, uh, gunshot got you worried?" "You're the one doing the shooting in there." "Are you worried about something?" "Just get our dope, man." "What the hell's going on in there?" "I have no idea." "Where the hell's my dope?" "Now I'm the one that sounds like a junkie." "Hey, I want to hear this music." "You, Chubby, come here." "Put on this music." "Yeah." "Turn it up." "Turn it up!" "Come on!" "Let's go." "Man, when we go to Costa Rica, I'm putting me a band together, like we used to talk about, remember, with Dad?" "Dad could sure bend a reed on the harm, just like Little Walter." "Who?" "Little Walter, remember?" "He used to play us all those old blues songs." "Man, the only thing I remember about him is beating the crap out of me." "You know these guys, don't you?" "I'm sorry." "I'm so sorry." "This is all my fault." "This is all my fault." "Please, you have to forgive me." "But you could help yourself." "What can I do?" "There's a gun on my ankle." "I can't..." "I can't move." "You got to get it, and you got to give it to me." "Come on." "Give it here." "What are you doing?" "What are you doing?" "!" "Shh!" "Everything's gonna be okay, all right?" "You just rest, okay?" "Just rest." "Stop talking to him." "Get it?" "Yeah." "Don't ask me how, okay?" "Who's it for?" "Bad guys." "Well, there's a good idea." "Give them some heroin, wait till they nod off, then we can walk right in." "Yeah." "Tell me what you think." "Something about this bothers me." "Who robs a restaurant on a Sunday morning?" "Junkies don't need a reason, Frank." "Just a fix." "Do you have our dope?" "Meet you at the door." "Ready?" "TRAVERS:" "Just get Dex to the door." "My guys will do the rest." "Red, red, red." "Nailgun, do you have a target?" "Anders, how you doin'?" "Nailgun, come back." "No shot." "Frank's in the way." "White, white, white." "Frank's blocking the shot." "All right." "Come on." "Let's have it." "Let's have the heroin." "You said you'd let two people go." "Yeah, you're right." "A deal's a deal." "You, little miss priss." "You, boyfriend, get over here." "Let's go." "Move it!" "Go, get out of here, make babies." "All right, man, let's have it." "Wow!" "Couple ounces, Frank." "Um, that's mighty generous." "Hand it over... or I kill you and then him." "Nells, come and get your dope." "Nells, stay right there." "I'll take it." "Thank you." "What else do you want?" "You keep asking me that, Frank, what I want." "How about a day of peace, huh?" "How about a year without fear?" "Can you get me that, Frank, huh?" "Money will get you that." "Nells already told you..." "We don't want any money." "We don't want anything." "Really?" "Yeah." "All right, well, I guess you and I have nothing else to talk about." "Uh, everybody, uh..." "Tactical's coming in in a few minutes." "There will be some shooting." "Hope you don't get killed." "Man, are you full of it." "Really?" "You think so?" "Yeah." "Come on, you knowe... boss of the city, king cop." "You know I'll do it." "You really want to try me?" "Does he mean that?" "No, he's bluffing, man." "What if he's not?" "Come on, Dex." "I want to get to Costa Rica, man." "Shut up." "Just shut up." "All right, wait!" "Wait!" "Yeah, yeah." "We would like some money." "50 grand a hostage." "50?" "Come on, you already got the cop." "You don't need anybody else." "Tell you what..." "You make it 100 grand a hostage, we got a deal." "You get that money here, we leave, and you're coming with us..." "You got a car?" "Yeah?" "What color is it?" "Black." "Black." "Good." "We'll take your car." "Yeah, you know what else?" "I want a private jet." "Can you do that Frank?" "Absolutely." "Good." "I see you're packed." "Hey, Chubby, come here." "You're gonna do a little of this with me." "No." "Please, just let me go." "Shut up!" "You'll love it!" "He had a shotgun to Anders' head." "You go in, he'd be dead." "You didn't really have any choice." "Dex say what else he wanted?" "Yeah... 100 grand a hostage and a private jet." "Well, that's original." "Yeah?" "Please!" "No!" "You know, you really pissed me off just now, Frank." "So I've decided you need a little lesson about who's in control of the situation here." "Tell him how you feel." "Tell him!" "You guys got to come in and get me." "Ohh!" "Get the money, Frank!" "Can I talk to you, please?" "Hmm?" "What, you're not, uh, pissed anymore?" "I'm sorry about that, okay?" "What do you want?" "You know what I want." "Oh, come on." "I'm sorry about it, all right?" "Well, I don't know." "You know, I'm a little pissed myself at you right now." "Ha." "Well, I can fix that." "You want me to fix your bad attitude?" "Maybe." "I guess I wouldn't mind a quickie little attitude adjustment." "Mm-hmm." "Yeah." "Nells can watch these people." "Come on, I need you right now." "Yeah, okay." "Yo, Nells." "Yo, Nells!" "Get out here!" "What are you doing?" "I'll be right back." "Watch these people." "How much you got?" "Frank, there was only $200,000 in the slush fund." "Ah, you're kidding." "We had to make payroll Friday, and until the mayor hires more cops and we raise union dues, we're barely scraping by." "All right, it'll have to do." "Give it to me." "What are you doing with it?" "Buying hostages." "You're doing the negotiating?" "Yeah." "Why?" "I just..." "I didn't think you'd be good at it." "Oh." "You should go." "All right, call me when it's over." "All right." "B.P., take her home." "Money's short." "What do we do?" "Nells said they already have money." "Just hope he's right." "I just want to make things right with us, like when we first met." "Remember how good it was?" "Oh, yeah, yeah." "I remember how hot you looked in your little uniform." "You too?" "Yeah?" "You know, when I get to Costa Rica," "I'm gonna clean myself up this time." "I know, baby, and I'll help you." "Yeah." "Yeah." "I'm sorry about earlier, right?" "I don't know what the hell gets into me." "And I hate it when we fight." "That's why they invented makeup sex." "Oh, yeah." "Stop!" "One of the hostages is coming out." "Frank, someone's coming out." "Get back here!" "Hey, get back!" "Dex!" "What?" "Your money's here." "Money's here?" "Hey, Dex!" "Where's Dex?" "He's coming." "Just a minute." "So, Costa Rica." "There's gonna be some good times down there, my friend." "The money I'm gonna give you and the money you got in that suitcase, that's a lot of margaritas and señoritas." "How much you guys gonna have?" "$1.5 million, man." "Let me guess... dope money, you found out about it, decided to rip it off?" "Hey, what happened?" "You okay?" "Yeah, give me the phone." "Hey, Frank, you... need another incentive?" "No, no, no." "I got your money." "Just let me give the good news to my boy." "Sure." "It's for you." "Hey, it's me, Frank." "Hey, we're coming to get you." "If I don't make it... can you tell my mother I love her, please?" "You're gonna tell her yourself." "I think that girl got shot..." "Ella, the hostess." "I think she was in on it." "All right, that's enough." "All right, just bring the money, Frank." "Tommy, give me your piece." "We go in there, they put their hands in the air and give up, my guys are still gonna execute them." "You tell them I'll back them all the way." "All right." "What's the plan, Frank?" "I got your money." "When we're ready to go," "I'll make a call and make sure the road's clear." "Anders?" "Oh, he's just taking a nap right now, Frank." "Open up the case." "I want to see the money." "Small problem..." "I only got $200,000." "Oh, is that right?" "Well, let's see..." "That buys you, uh... two more hostages." "The other ones are dead." "Delivery guy dies." "Kill him first." "Nells, don't." "Just hang on." "You think you can screw with me, Frank?" "Look, with what you got in that suitcase, this $200,000 is gravy." "Did you say something to him?" "He knew about it already." "Come on, Dex, just go, man." "All right, fine." "Get them out of here." "Hey, you two in the corner, go!" "You, come here!" "Get out!" "All right." "Move!" "All right, what now, Frank?" "Anders?" "!" "Hang in." "Hang in there, buddy." "I'm just gonna make a call, make sure the road's clear, then we go." "Tommy, it's Frank." "Is the road clear?" "No, it's not." "You got to back into there." "What's going on?" "Frank, the chief's here." "How long?" "He told Travers to stand down." "I told you to stand." "You disobeyed a direct order." "They're rerouting us." "I'm gonna go speed things up." "I'll give you five minutes, Frank." "After that, your cop dies." "He dies!" "What the hell are you doing?" "When I heard you were down here insinuating yourself into this," "I couldn't believe it." "I thought, "I have to come down and see it for myself. "" "And what do I find?" "Of course it's true." "The order was to negotiate." "That's what Travers has been doing... negotiating." "No, that's what you've been doing." "And you don't seem to get it that if this all goes bad, he's the one that's gonna be blamed... not you, him." "No, you're gonna be blamed." "Once again, it's all about your image in the press." "That's right, 'cause that's how a police department's run... in the image of its chief." "And that's why I'm taking this over." "If I'm gonna be on the hook, I'm not gonna take any grief from you." "Ed, we got the hostages out." "We got them out." "Why do you not understand that?" "Really?" "We got them all out?" "It seems to me there's a cop in there who's a hostage." "And if we go in there, they're gonna kill him." "And that, my friend, is not gonna happen." "Too late for that." "What do you mean?" "He's dead." "I hear that right?" "Anders is dead?" "Yeah." "You sure of this?" "I saw it myself." "He bled out." "That's why they're not torturing him anymore." "They already killed him." "Ed, he's dead." "All the hostages are out." "There's no reason not to go in." "You know that." "Chief, he's right." "We need to take these guys out right now." "Okay." "All right, we finish this." "I'm coming to the door!" "All the way inside, Frank." "I'm not standing out there where they can get a shot, okay?" "Just because I'm a junkie, I ain't stupid." "That's right..." "Junk makes you smart." "I forgot about that." "Come on, let's go over here." "You know the drill, Frank..." "arms out at your side." "Nells, frisk him." "How you doin', pal?" "Hang in there, okay?" "Look at this." "Oh, that's..." "that's cute, Frank." "A guy's got to try, right?" "Yeah." "Wouldn't have it any other way." "Here's what we're gonna do, all right?" "You're gonna walk tight in front of me and my brother, okay?" "Get the bag, Nells." "All right, we're coming out!" "All right, now, remember..." "nice and slow." "Blue!" "Blue!" "Blue!" "Bitch!" "Drop it now!" "Get paramedics up here right now!" "Paramedics on the way!" "Anders." "Anders, hey." "Hey, hey hey." "Medic!" "We need a medic!" "Come on man, come on." "Come on."