"You know, they say there's two ways to live this life." "The finesse way, or you bogart your way through it." "Hello, sir." "Do you own this house?" "You know, the elevator just got stuck, and it must've set off the silent alarm." "I called someone and they're on their way." "Are you the owner?" "I am." "You own this house?" "I own this house." "This is your place of residence?" "Yes." "What's your name, sir?" "Harris." "Harris Englewood." "Mr. Englewood, we need to check inside." "Well, you know, look, I probably should've just called you guys, you know, save you the wasted trip." "We need to check inside." "Of course." "Of course." "Come in." "Come on in." "Your security system..." "Hi." "Hello, Miss." "Hi." "Hi." "Miss, is there anyone else here?" "Over there." "And over there." "No... over there." "People in different places." "What she means is, uh, we have some friends that are over." "You know what, why don't you go over there with her, and take us to the rest of your friends." "Someone is stuck in the elevator and our friends are in the living room." "You doing all right up there, Billy boy?" "So stupid!" "Yeah, sorry, you know, I must be 60% Jager by now." "You definitely would've pegged us for a DUI on that wide turn on Alpost, but you know, Billy, he got shit-faced, and he's being a sausage-finger, just started punching a bunch of buttons." "Crazy night, but you know how it goes, right?" "Uh, what time is it?" "Can I offer you guys an espresso?" "I have this really great espresso machine..." "These are my friends that I was telling you about." "Hey guys." "Whoa, whoa!" "Take a seat, please." "Take a seat." "Just relax." "You all right?" "Have a seat, guys." "Relax." "Okay, all right." "We got everybody here, except the guy in the elevator." "Billy." "Yeah." "Right." "Okay, this is what's happening." "Your silent alarm went off, and right now I just need two simple things." "A) Lease, deed." "B) Permission to be here." "Okay?" "Next, we're gonna need some IDs." "Now, anything I should know ahead of time about your IDs, warrants, anything like that?" "No?" "We're clean?" "On the table, please." "Thank you." "You know, I think I left my wallet in there." "Okay, Officer Hanna." "Yes, sir?" "If you could escort this gentleman to get his wallet, and do an ID check on these." "Copy that." "And check the guy in the elevator." "Maybe he can slip his ID through the door or something like that." "Copy that, sir." "Thank you." "How you doing?" "That's good." "Is there a problem?" "I just can't remember where I put it." "Gonna just take a minute." "Tell you what, go ahead and keep looking for that." "I'll get the other guy." "Okay." "You gentlemen had plans to go out this morning, correct?" "No, just... just get some..." "just get some breakfast." "Bad signal out here." "Jesus Christ." "Hey, bad signal out here." "What are you doing upstairs?" "You're supposed to be..." "Forget it." "All right, forget it." "My radio's acting up." "Get back in there and keep and eye on them." "Uh, hey, I found my ID." "You can go back inside." "Um..." "Radio this in." "Eglewood, Harris." "428 Camerford Street." "Warn him to calm the fuck down." "Calm down..." "Just breathe." "Breathe with me." "You see this curly-haired prick here?" "He's just a pawn." "A means to an end." "Yeah." "Uh-huh." "In getting back what his old man stole from me a year ago." "Out." "Not now, but right the fuck now." "Yeah." "I know." "I know, I know, I know, honey!" "I know!" "But you repeating it doesn't make it any clearer!" "Just leave it at that." "Argh!" "Argh!" "Argh!" "No, that was me choking you on the phone." "This is what I looked like a year ago." "I looked like a piece of human Swiss cheese, but I was alive, and I was going home with a lot of money." "What the fuck?" "!" "Are those my sheets?" "You said take them." "I had gloves on, and I..." "Sheets, not the Egyptian cotton!" "What did you say?" "You had on what?" "Gloves." "Gloves!" "I had on gloves." "How could I tell the difference?" "With a catcher's mitt you could tell the difference..." "Guys." "Between what's cotton and what's Egyptian cotton." "Are you out of your fucking skull?" "!" "Hey!" "Hey!" "I got him!" "Catcher's mitt." "You fucking guys." "Hey, could be worse, kid." "For shits and giggles, we could be putting a pair of C-cups on your back." "Oh, that would be good for him in prison." "Not for me, Mr. Zeer." "You two guys are my get-out-of-jail-free card." "In this neighbourhood, you can't do a job without Punchy's blessing." "And of course, his 50%." "Are we almost done here, Hawkeye?" "Almost, yeah." "A few years ago, I made a couple of moves behind Punchy's back, and he caught me." "This man is very lucky." "Russians can't shoot for shit." "That's why they never won a war." "This man is lucky." "Four bullets missed your vitals and barely dug in, considering the calibre." "Punchy said he'd let me off the hook if I agreed to do this Russian job for him, so I did." "Okay." "That's it?" "Okay." "Pick a scotch, any scotch." "I've been shot, I'm dizzy, it's Miller time." "No, this is a test." "There's not necessarily a yes or no answer." "It's more like, um, who you are, answer." "It's a placement test." "The army does this to see who jumps out of planes and who peels potatoes." "So go ahead, pick a scotch." "Is your dyslexia supernatural?" "There's only three." "Okay." "All right, you're going to prison, and you're looking at three to five." "Which one was I supposed to pick?" "No, no, no, this is not me fucking with you." "This is me telling you what my detective told me." "I mean, I just figured I'd offer you some top shelf shit first, but you shit on that idea." "What happened to "I'm gonna get you out of this, don't worry."" "I did." "I said I will take care of it." "I said that." "And that I wouldn't do any fucking time." "I said that." "So what the fuck, Punch?" "So, now, I'm telling you that you will do time." "Shit happens, kid." "I'm not your son." "Don't call me kid." "Oh, don't be a sensitive prick." "I'm gonna let you pat me on the head and pinch my cheeks while you fuck me?" "You know who you remind me of?" "You remind me of one of those assholes who complains to the waiter after he's already eaten the meal." "You know, I can't put the bullets back into your back." "So let's get serious here." "You think that I fucked you, right?" "I knock off your client, which means you're getting paid on both ends of this thing, and I end up doing three to five?" "Yeah, that's my Webster's definition of "you fucked me."" "That's right, I did." "I am." "No, wait, wait, wait, wait!" "Hold on." "Hear me out." "Before you limp on out of here and get yourself pinched, okay?" "Now... they got a quarter pint of your blood... at a crime scene with five bodies." "So that's 25-to-life, easy." "Now, what I've got for you, fucker that I am, is that you take the pinch for a 7-11 robbery that just happened across town." "You get processed tomorrow, pled down in three days, before the DNA tells them that you shot the Russkies." "Now, if that's getting fucked, it's after a Stones concert and on Egyptian cotton." "Jake, you need to hear this too." "Still getting fucked." "Hey, look, you want to work in fair business, work for the fucking county fair." "Ah." "So, I told Easton he's gonna do some time." "And what you're facing, well, they haven't even created the word yet to describe the heat you're gonna have to face." "Those SIS cops are gonna be so far up your ass, they're gonna be shifting your shit out of the way." "LA SIS... that's a special investigative section of the police department... they're gonna bug your apartment, your car, they're gonna follow you." "He knows all about SIS cops." "Oh, you want a faster conversation?" "Okay, well, let's just cut to the chase, then." "I'm gonna be holding onto these bonds." "Ah, ah, ah!" "LAPD, FBI, all those alphabet-outfits, they're gonna be tracing this for at least a year." "So, I'm gonna be holding onto these." "What's all this about?" "This is about 15 minutes of work for $5.8 million." "Put 'em in the upstairs safe." "You mug one of the Lakers?" "Where'd you get those pants?" "You bought these for me, Dad." "So I took the three to five." "But with good behaviour, I was out in less than 13 months." "Here he is!" "Holy shit." "What the fuck?" "Wow." "Wow is right." "Jakey!" "Nice shirt." "It's all they had, Jakey." "How you been?" "Good." "You look great." "You look great." "Hey, you know what, the whole way over here, the whole way over here, I'm saying, I know what he did!" "I know what he did." "He rearranged everything, he put everything where he wanted." "You got rid of my chair." "It's like The Rachel Zoe Project the moment I went in." "Yeah, I know." "Hey, any, uh..." "No." "No." "No, believe me." "I check every day." "You can say what you want." "Good boy." "Good boy." "You didn't pass the weight room." "Seriously?" "You look good." "Seriously?" "Yeah, seriously." "You look good!" "You're fucking with me." "I'm not fucking with you." "Go down to Blue Oyster, have a martini to make sure." "What's with the look?" "You're about to give me that speech right now, aren't you?" "Oh, fuck, the what?" "The speech?" "The assholes next to me are lubing up to get in each other's assholes, finally after all this time, it finally hits me that maybe I should keep my ass out of the pen." "That speech." "Ha-ha!" "That's good." "That's real good!" "My version's way better than that." "Well, let's not and say we did." "I already know what you're gonna say." "What, that I found Punchy?" "Oh, yeah." "I found him." "He split to Costa Rica before the feds went looking for him." "Jakey, how are we gonna get my bonds back?" "You skipped over like a million and fifty questions." "How are we getting them?" "What do you mean?" "They're right where I left 'em." "At Punchy's house." "They're at Punchy's house." "Getting in kinda worries me." "That's why god made big guns, kid." "But still, getting in kinda worries me." "It's on the hill." "They got cameras watching the cameras." "You've seen the house." "That guy didn't just buy an ADT sticker to put on the front door." "We need to use some finesse to get in." "Then we use some finesse." "We can't bogart our way into this." "Okay, so, how do we do it?" "The finesse way." "I don't know." "I don't know, what if we..." "Fucking Punchy." "Saw that guy eat a piece of pizza without folding it." "You can't trust a guy who does that." "Should've known then." "Oh, E. Baby!" "Don't make me pick you up from that disgusting halfway house again;" "Those guys are so creepy." "Hey, baby!" "Come on, you're PO officer said that you really need to stay..." "Who cares." "Oh, god." "Oh, my god!" "All right, come on, he's right there." "It's all right, don't worry about him." "He watches porn." "Come on, this is not porn." "Just a little bit." "Just chill out." "All right, well, how we celebrating?" "There's this, like, lounge in West Hollywood, this guy from acting class knows of it." "It's a really good place we can go, like, just chill, and we can talk." "What guy from your acting class?" "He's gay." "I don't know, I think he's gay." "He does this..." "I don't know." "It's so hard to tell these days whether someone's gay or not." "He does the, you know..." "But it's always so bad to say." "It's so hard to tell." "Finesse." "Finesse." "Is that a club in the valley, 'cause I think we better not." "Finesse." "What are you guys talking about?" "Finesse." "Hey, can I see your cell phone?" "Why do you want to see my cell phone?" "Well, you obviously want my number, so..." "Move in!" "I am!" "Come on, come on." "Move in!" "Fuck." "Fuck you, move in!" "Where's your car?" "You go that way and I'll go this way." "Which way?" "This way." "I can... oh..." "Careful, watch your step here." "So this is it?" "Yeah, this is my humble abode." "The safe with the bearer bonds." "The safe with the bonds!" "There's a safe in the office." "It has a combination." "And the safe in the bedroom." "Which bedroom?" "Upstairs bedroom." "Who the fuck is upstairs?" "Tell me who the fuck is upstairs." "I don't know, I swear to Christ I don't know." "Let's go up and check." "Please, god, I don't know." "Let's just go up." "We all can't go up." "Tell me who the fuck is upstairs." "What the hell are we doing?" "The fuck is this?" "Take her, go upstairs." "Find out who the fuck it is and bring 'em down here." "Walk." "Walk." "Answer it already." "Who is it?" "Police, sir." "Your silent alarm went off." "Open up, please." "What did you do?" "Not me." "I swear, I don't lie." "Get rid of 'em." "They're cops." "Stop being a fucking smartass." "How am I supposed to get rid of cops?" "Whoever it is locked themselves in the elevator." "Who the fuck is it?" "How the hell should I know?" "The guy wouldn't say." "I'm telling you, I don't know who's in the elevator, okay?" "I don't know!" "Hey!" "We'll have 52 cops here if you keep that shit up." "Knock it off." "You're not gonna get the opportunity to get the opportunity to do something stupid." "You understand me?" "Nod your head." "Go." "Fuck." "Fuckers." "Fuckers!" "God!" "Fuck!" "Hey." "Go out there, make sure nothing goes wrong." "Make sure he doesn't do anything crazy." "Go." "Go ahead." "Of course, of course." "Come in." "Your security system..." "Hi." "Hello." "What do you got?" "IDs checked out." "Everything's code four." "Thank you." "Come in, Central." "Cancel the 5-1 at Camerford." "Okay, guys." "Looks like everything checked out." "Those are yours, and I believe those are yours." "Okay, so we don't have to make a second trip out here, when the repairs begin, have the technician call the station to confirm, all right?" "Now, we got some more people outside." "We'll clear them away as we go." "All right?" "Anything else?" "Y'all have a good morning." "You too." "Morning." "Nothing to see here, move along." "The bonds are in the upstairs safe." "This is the combination for it." "Take it." "Take it out." "Let's just go up." "Who the fuck is upstairs?" "I'm supposed to believe that somebody else came here to rob you?" "Let's just go up." "Wait a minute." "You don't know what you're walking into." "There's two of us and one of him." "What the fuck is this now?" "You never know how these things end." "Better they're on than they're off." "Tell me who's up there?" "If I gotta fucking ask you again...!" "I swear, I don't know!" "Who's staying with you?" "!" "Nobody, just me and her." "If we walk into a fucking shitstorm," "I'll bust your fucking brain." "Fuck it, I'm going up." "Wait a minute, Jake!" "Jake!" "Jake!" "Jake!" "What was that?" "I'm coming up!" "Fucking piece of shit." "Said this thing might jam, and what does it do?" "Fucking jinxed it." "Thought those things were indestructible." "Fuck..." "What could I say?" "Things were fucked with us for a long time, way before we tried to get my bonds back." "Even before Punchy sent me to prison." "Shit got real weird, right around the time we met this girl, this girl with a fucked up name." "Wait, what's my name again?" "Dan..." "Dan-I-L." "You're still not saying it right." "It's not Dan-I, it's "Duh", like "you're an idiot,"" "and "neel", like "get on your knees."" "Dan..." "Not Dan!" "Duh!" "Duh!" "Right." "Duh... neel." "Daneel." "Perfect." "You know, this is, like exactly exactly exactly like what we were talking about in my class today." "About you being wrong?" "No, you fucking smartass." "What?" "This is about when people say what they say but they're not really saying what they're saying." "Say that again?" "Okay, she's in an acting class." "Sorry, the Sansford-Meisner Center for Theater." "Thank you." "I'll say it slower, so you can understand." "So it's like when people say what they say, like you're saying, but they're not really saying what they're saying, like you're not really saying." "Oh, jeez." "Oh, my god!" "This is exactly what you're talking about and what I'm talking about." "It's not..." "People see and say things differently, like I was saying before about you guys being hot." "You don't have to deal with the normal shit that women have to deal with." "So we live in a pretty girl world full of bullshit?" "We've never written out a cheque or pumped our own gas?" "I mean, I might be too stupid to eat my own meal." "Hey, my mother's pretty." "Oh, my god." "Are you okay?" "Yeah." "He's usually the quiet one." "Thought I'd give him a chance to speak up." "Hi." "Hi." "Hi, Jake." "Hi, Daneel." "See, I remembered." "You did." "I left something in the car." "Jake, where you going?" "Should we go somewhere else after this?" "I mean, I'm ready." "I had like four shots." "Would you relax?" "Would you relax?" "Why are you so uptight?" "Jesus Christ, act professional." "Don't be so uptight." "Jake, come on." "I'm supposed to believe that that black guy's a Russian?" "Yeah, well, obviously he's not a real Russian, but he works for the Russians." "Part of the plan." "He gets pulled over, just another black guy stealing a car." "He never knew there was laundered money in it." "It's almost foolproof." "Black Russian comes in, sips two cognacs, waits for the guy to drop the keys to the Cadillac in the bathroom, and then fucking guy in the booth looks after it." "Six minutes, every time." "Hey, what do you think of this shirt?" "I should've wore black, right?" "Really want to know what I think of that shirt?" "No, not right now I don't." "This shirt says you don't have to wait two fucking months to find out I'm a prick." "I'm telling you right now." "Oh, you fuck." "Easy with the shirt." "Easy with the shirt." "That was a good one, Jake." "That was a good one." "Jakey, come on, let's go back inside." "The girls are at the bar, waiting." "I'll see you inside." "Listen, the Russians are using your stupid Cadillac to transfer money out of that warehouse over there." "Punchy says this is where they stash the bearer bonds." "Come on, Jakey, it's easy!" "What about the barbed wire?" "It's not impossible to get over." "You see that Passion of the Christ wire right there?" "Even if we do get over it, you want one of those Russians to shoot you in the back?" "You want a fucking bullet to the spine, 'cause I certainly don't." "Go ahead, squint, take a look at it." "Squint at that shit." "You'll see what I'm saying." "The car." "Oh, Jake, come on with the fucking car." "The car, the car, the Caddy with cash in the compartments." "Instead of following it here, we take it." "Jake, it's not as much as the bonds." "Bonds, are those even fucking real or is that some shit they make up in the movies?" "Car's not enough." "Why would we run down the street and fuck one cow when we can walk and fuck 'em all." "Oh, okay." "Now I get it." "That's good." "Fucking imbecile." "Punchy says there's four or five million in there." "Hey, you know I owe Punchy this job, which means you owe him this job." "What's wrong with you?" "Why do you keep harping on this?" "I think we need to bring somebody else in." "I'm thinking Donny." "You, me, and Donny are gonna get this done." "Donny needs three promotions just to be an asshole." "We're that desperate we need Donny?" "Fuck Donny!" "Where you going?" "Oh, okay, you gonna do this fucking bullshit?" "Get back in the fucking car." "This looks fucking weird." "It looks like I felt you up at the fucking prom." "What's wrong with you?" "Let me give you a little peek into your future, okay?" "We can go round and round and round like this, like we always do, but you're not doing your thing without me;" "It's not happening." "And I'm not doing my thing without you." "So get back in the fucking car and deal with it." "You're so worried about money all the time." "Stop with this steal the car thing." "I don't trust the other one." "Yeah?" "And I don't trust Punchy either." "What, 'cause he didn't fold the pizza?" "It's that and other things." "Yeah, but mostly because he didn't fold a pizza." "The pizza wasn't deep dish." "Jake, he didn't fold a pizza." "Stop looking at Punchy's Hugo watch and see what this guy really is, okay?" "I know." "A guy who didn't fold a pizza." "Listen, when he puts ketchup on a hotdog... different story." "Hey, it's every man for himself." "Since Jake never had the balls to make a move on Daneel," "I did." "Try my pilsner." "I think you'll like this one." "Can I just have some water, actually?" "Water, really?" "Yeah." "Hey, do you, um..." "Do you 4-20?" "4-20?" "Like, you know..." "No, I actually promised Nancy Reagan I would just say no." "Just smoke with me." "I'll watch you." "But I have, like, a whole process, so you can't judge." "Well, I'm gonna have to judge now, since you brought it up." "No, you don't." "You have to promise me you're not gonna judge." "Okay, I won't judge." "All right, deal." "So, what do you do for a living?" "I live for a living." "I'm my own boss." "I know, but what do you do?" "I'm watching you." "That's my job." "We didn't have much in common, but I enjoyed the way she rolled a joint." "And she gave head like a fat girl." "I saw a long-term relationship in this." "I got a call from a friend." "She said, "What going on with you and Jack?"" "She wanted to be an actress." "Everybody's gotta have a dream, right?" "When I was a kid, I wanted to be an astronaut." "You're gonna have to do something about it." "I give myself better odds." "You've gotta crawl before you can walk." "I wanna find out what I already know." "Which is?" "Whatever it is you're into." "What you're getting away with." "Can I help you?" "Hello, Mr. Hakim Baba." "Hi, there, calling about your listing for an '84 Cadillac." "It's available?" "Outstanding." "Airbag suspension, correct?" "Lovely." "Now, let me ask you something." "Have you made any other adjustments that aren't factory specific?" "Jake!" "Hold on a second." "Hold on." "Where, oh, where could my little Jakey be?" "E, I've been thinking." "We need to start looking a the bigger picture, here, all right?" "About what?" "Punchy's job." "It's a big guns-blazing suicide, man." "That's a fact." "What's your angle?" "Well, like I was saying about the Cadillac, okay?" "I know it undercuts Punchy, but fuck him." "We take the small, little chunk from the Cadillac, and we turn it into steady cash, you know?" "Here." "Open it up." "Open this." "I found this company." "We buy them out with some money and land." "It's boring how it all works, it's like Monopoly, right?" "When you give me Marvin Gardens and 500 so you can own "Just Visiting."" "Look at it." "It's not a job." "I don't want a job any more than you do." "Aquaman will drown in a kiddie pool before I do a W2." "It's us owning a company that owns companies." "We just collect, so we're not where we are now." "We don't move on this, man, somebody else will, and they'll probably own a lot." "Mm-hmm." "All right, fuck nuts." "Get this through your thick fucking skull." "We're not jacking the fucking Caddy!" "Don't bring it up again." "What?" "A fucking cheap shot!" "Come on, man, it was just a love punch." "Shit!" "You had it coming." "Easton!" "Jake!" "It's all right." "I'm just messing around with this prick." "Asshole!" "What the fuck?" "I think it's broken." "You're laughing?" "Lean back." "Lean back." "You got a little blood on your toes." "Oops." "My bad." "You got me good!" "I did get you." "You're gonna do this Russian job for me, then we're even." "However, I heard some bullshit I'm starting to believe." "I heard SIS is following your partner." "Was." "Was following." "Not anymore." "Doesn't matter." "It's been six months since he had a tail." "Rumour or not, I'm hearing that no one wants to hire him." "So why should I be any different?" "I fucked up." "I fucked up, and Jake's on the radar because of it." "Jake doesn't make the mistakes." "He's a savant when it comes to this." "He's what?" "A savant." "Okay, that's not what that means, but I think I know what you're trying to say." "So if your partner is all over these things, what does he need you for?" "Come on." "If he's figured it all out, what do you bring to the table?" "Eye candy, obviously?" "Would you stop fucking with me?" "You brought me here to talk to me about not talking to me?" "If the man is right, he's right." "All right, change of plans with our friends inside the gated fence." "Who is it?" "It's Fedex!" "Who the fuck do you think it is?" "Open the fucking door." "What do you want?" "I met with Punchy." "The thing, with the Russians, is tomorrow." "Punchy says they're closing up shop for six months, and they're bringing some extra muscle to help them move." "We're not sticking 'em up anymore." "We gotta go in with big guns blazing, all right?" "I'll pick up the extra hardware and meet you down there." "Don't turn me into a stalker." "If you're not waiting there, answer your fucking phone when I call." "Hey, this is Jake." "Not in." "Shit!" "Fuck!" "Bravo, ladies." "Bravo for all that ass." "I pay y'all five dollars to make the booty clap clap." "Think your friend like me." "You just gonna pull away?" "Okay." "All right." "Well... remember the day you saw me." "Smalls is working tonight." "He'll write you up for uniform." "Man, Smalls can kiss the... fattest part of my skinny ass, man!" "This is swag." "You wouldn't know nothing about this, white boy." "Swag, huh?" "Swag." "Swag." "How do you spell "swag"?" "S-W..." "I will slap this shit out you, boy!" "Get your ass away from my window." "Fuck you knocking so hard." "I'm runnin' shit round here." "Have fun with your swag, man." "I run shit round here." "I run this." "This all me!" "Let me give you a little peek into your future, okay?" "We can go round and round and round like this, like we always do, but you're not doing your thing without me;" "It's not happening." "And I'm not doing my thing without you." "So get back in the fucking car and deal with it." "Aw, come on, man." "Come on, man!" "Hey!" "Yo!" "Yo, the power went out." "Everything's off." "Get the cameras back on." "Now, come on, come on, come on." "Fucker." "What the fuck is this?" "You fucking kidding me?" "Come on, come on, come on." "Fuck!" "Fuck..." "Come on." "Come on, come on!" "Yo!" "Man, forget what Smalls' big ass said." "I'm trying to get these camera codes back on." "Why won't it come back on?" "Shit, man!" "Hey, what's the hold up?" "Shut your ass up." "Oh, fuck." "Fuck." "Jason!" "Get over here!" "We need to talk!" "Always messing with me, man!" "...big, black Mr. Potato Head." "What the hell are you doing?" "What you mean what I'm doing, jive man?" "You don't leave your post without permission!" "Who cares?" "!" "Whatchu talkin' 'bout?" "!" "For the ninth time, 'cause you left your post without tellin' somebody!" "I don't need no permission to..." "It's your job, man!" "It's your job!" "Fuck this job, man!" "Fuck the job?" "!" "I spoke too hard, man." "♪ I be smokin' weed and I be goin' chasing' ♪" "♪ I be doing dirty, kid, a million dollar precinct ♪" "♪ I'll be blowin' brains out ♪" "♪ I don't need no reason ♪" "♪ I just don't know why... ♪" "Hey!" "Hey, yo!" "Your air bag system." "Your air bag suspension, man." "It's looking a little low." "It's all right." "Yo, no, no, no." "Hey, hey!" "Hey, you know the trick to keep that level until you get that fixed?" "I do, yeah." "Yo, it's all right, man." "Look, I'll show you, all right?" "No, no, no, no, no." "It's cool." "It's cool." "It's cool." "Get back in the car." "It's cool." "It's cool, man." "I'm already here, dog." "You gotta take care of this baby right here, man." "This is a classic." "So let's check it out, man." "This is nice." "You got it nice, man." "You get it waxed and everything." "This is nice, man, but you wanna keep it level." "You all right, man?" "I have to get going." "Yo... you gonna fuck up your shit, dog." "I have a girl waiting for me..." "at the house." "Gotta go." "Oh, shit." "My bad, man." "My bad." "You make 'em wait." "You know what I'm saying?" "Do your thing, man." "I definitely been there." "You know what I'm saying?" "Yeah." "But here..." "Hey, yo, call my man about this shit." "Okay." "No, seriously." "He's working on my shit too." "Matter of fact..." "Hey, yo, look, come here, man." "Look, hey." "Come here real quick, dog." "Last week." "Last week, I was parked just like this, man." "I see this stupid motherfucker backing up, man." "He headed straight for my shit, man..." "I have to get going." "You can't take two seconds to look at my shit, huh?" "Gotta go." "I have to go." "My bad." "Woo!" "Yeah!" "Fuck, yeah!" "Hey!" "Christmas came early!" "E!" "E!" "Why didn't you pick up your phone?" "Move." "E, what the fuck are you thinking?" "Are you fucking stupid?" "!" "You went the fuck alone?" "Just take me to Punchy's." "I put down the sheets that you gave me." "If you're gonna tell him about this, you know what we have to do." "Nostalgia isn't what it used to be." "Yeah, but it's all we got." "Okay." "Okay." "Jerry, sorry." "It's covered?" "7-11." "Perfect." "No, I'm not even the one who's paying you on this." "How much of your money did he get?" "Cadillac." "You didn't think I knew about the Cadillac, did you?" "You didn't think Punchy knew." "Well, of course Punchy found out." "He made Jake go get the money, and for a little extra torture, he had him count it out, right there in front of him." "Jake knew the rules." "No one is going to steer any work your way, ever again." "You make a move behind Punchy's back, you're gonna pay the asshole tax." "Nobody gets a pass." "Motherfucker..." "The one guy who's supposed to have my back doesn't show!" "This is no time to get angry." "This is your fuck-up, your fucking problem." "Okay, look, you should go, okay, please." "You fucking fix it!" "Yeah, plan that out, Jake." "Plan that out!" "Take it easy." "You leave me hanging so you can chase some fucking chump change and now you got nothing." "You're not getting a fucking penny from me, Jake." "Aah, watch the fucking road!" "I told Easton he's gonna do some time." "And what you're facing, well, they haven't even created the word yet to describe the heat you're going to have to face." "Those SIS cops are gonna be so far up your ass, they're gonna be shifting your shit out of the way." "LA SIS... that's a special investigative section of the police department... they're gonna bug your apartment, your car, they're gonna follow you." "Yeah, he knows what SIS cops are like." "Well, it happened the way Punchy said it would." "I couldn't make a move without a tail, and I had to constantly check for bugs." "Just like the last time Easton fucked up." "Worst of all, I had to get a regular job." "That's like kryptonite to guys like us." "So..." "But there was a positive side to it all." "Why isn't this awkward?" "My life got back in order." "She knew how to eat a pizza." "And there was a long-term relationship in that." "Mm." "It is good." "Zip." "Zap." "Zop." "Zip." "Zop." "Yeah, I thought this whole acting thing was silly, but I didn't care." "The 13 months that Easton spent behind bars went by way too fast." "You don't know how to play Bones or Dominos, man." "Come on, fuck you." "When you come out the joint, they send you to a halfway house." "It's the system's way of rotating you back into society." "Fresh meat!" "You put a bunch of criminals in a house, what do you think we'll do?" "That's right." "White boys in the back." "That's how we run things around here." "Take the little rooms in the back." "No fears, no phone till you kick down." "You think I'm kidding, ese?" "Hey, I'm talking to you, motherfucker." "Melville." "How you doing, brother?" "I'm good." "Good to see you, man." "What are you, running this place or something?" "Guilty as pedro." "Hey, Q. What?" "Send my boy in the back, huh?" "We want that grilled cheese in the jack." "Got it, Mel." "Thought you had three years to go, man." "No, man." "I'm here for a month, then I'm out." "A month?" "A month and then I'm out." "That's it." "When I grow up, gonna be just like you." "Here you go." "What's that number?" "Hello?" "Wow, really?" "Oh, my gosh!" "Yes!" "I know, it's a little loud." "I know, it kinda still sounds like prison." "You know?" "I..." "I don't know, nothing much." "I changed my hair a little." "I miss you too." "Miss you more." "All right." "Bye!" "I can't believe that he's..." "that he's out." "He asked me to pick him up at a halfway house that he's staying at." "This is why I said it's best if he just stays inside, or if he..." "You know?" "I know." "So, what about all that money he stole?" "Punchy's got it." "Nobody knows where he is." "So what are we gonna do?" "I'll take care of it." "I know you're gonna take care of it, but I need to know what we're gonna do, because I've got to talk to him," "I've got to pick him up, I need to know what to say." "Okay, don't do anything until... until I find out where the bonds are." "Saw that guy eat a piece of pizza without folding it." "You can't trust a guy who does that." "I'll let you know when, okay?" "Should've seen..." "Oh, my god." "Jesus." "This is not funny!" "Yes, it is!" "It's hilarious." "Come here." "Come on, he's right there." "All right, come on." "Not in front of Jake." "Come on!" "Let's..." "This is not porn." "It's gross." "Five million." "But Easton is such a reckless degenerate, if we do things his way, he's gonna get me pinched, or killed." "And I'm not gonna let him fuck this up for me." "Not this time." "Finesse." "Finesse?" "Is that a club in the valley, 'cause I think we better not." "Finesse." "What are you guys talking about?" "What are you stealing?" "We're not stealing anything." "We're getting something back." "This is like that time when we were at that jewellery store, right, where we were playing a prank on Easton." "That's what we're doing, right?" "You're gonna step out of the elevator, Donny, and kill him." "Are we really gonna do that?" "We're gonna kill him." "He has no manners." "I'm Donny, by the way." "It's nice to meet you." "Daneel." "Huh?" "Daneel." "What's that?" "Duh-neel." "Why's she fucking with me?" "What's her name?" "Enough with the chitchat." "You see that house over there?" "Donny." "How do I get into the elevator?" "Just worry about getting out, all right?" "There's gonna be bodies, there's gonna be shooting." "It may not be as easy to go down after this is all done." "That's not what my girlfriend says." "I'm joking!" "I'm joking." "It's not a fucking joke!" "How we gonna pull this off without getting caught, man?" "I got it." "Oh, this is how we do it." "It's simple." "I know you're worried about the cops figuring all this shit out afterwards, right?" "Like, how could your partner be there, but not you, right?" "So this is how we do it." "We... we get there before we even get there." "Like, we were there already." "We get invited to, um..." "like the bad version is a wine tasting, or something like that... 'cause rich people do that all the time, they have wine tastings, I mean, that's why you have money, so you can, like, invite a friend... like a boxing match or something," "and so then when we get there, we leave a hat or something like that, and then a few days later, the day of, we come back for the hat..." "Oh, my god!" "Look at all these dead bodies, and then we call it in, and we get to look like the good Samaritans." "Fuck!" "Fuck!" "Fuck!" "How the fuck do we do this?" "What?" "What?" "What's wrong?" "There's supposed to be no judgment in brainstorming." "That's all I'm saying." "Bad ideas birth good ones." "What's wrong?" "Hey." "What?" "Yeah, E, your parole officer's on Holt." "Trust me." "Holt." "With a T." "Yeah, you'll see it on the left-hand side." "It's a KFC-Taco Bell." "I'm a recovering fat girl." "I should know this." "All right, it's hidden." "All right, bye." "You've gone with him to visit his parole officer, right?" "Yeah, a couple times." "Get the PO's number." "Start telling him, confidentially, that you're worried about E." "You're worried about what he'll do." "I get it." "Plant the seed that he's out for revenge." "Some people stole money from him." "Tell him the truth." "The day of, tell the PO that you're worried." "Easton took your car." "You're worried that he's gonna go batshit crazy." "You call me." "Donny happened to be with me at the time." "That's fucking genius!" "We drive you around, because you have a GPS tracking device on your car." "We leave the car at outpost, where there's no cameras." "We hear the sirens, and then boom, we do a dramatic run into the house." "That's... that's like half my idea." "I mean, like, same ballpark." "Just saying." "Going into the house explains any fibres or fingerprints." "We get the homicide cops and PO's testimony, that the shit was brewing for weeks." "I'm gonna do my thing." "I'll be right out." "Get the PO's number." "Start telling him lies that become true." "No, thanks." "There's also this really scary guy that's always sitting right there, every single time." "It's like, "Ugh!"" "Let's make this quick." "50 minutes in and out." "I hate this place." "Hey, Mel, what's going on?" "Uh, I just remembered I'm late for my acting class." "What?" "I said, "Well, don't believe what you hear."" "Just believe what you see."" "I've been having a really hard time." "You want to know what my acting teacher told me today?" "What's wrong?" "Sorry, I flubbed a line." "In acting class, like..." "They love each other, but it's over, but it's not over." "And that's what I was going for." "You're giving me an inauthentic response to authenticity." "That's bullshit, with capital letters." "Be honest." "I was in the middle of a scene that I've been working on for like four..." "Can we Google it?" "You can't, it's a parole dial-in, or something." "Bing!" "What about Bing?" "Okay, let's move on, okay?" "Let's move on." "Okay." "It's a fucking card." "Just get the fucking card." "Next time..." "You're making a bad day worse." "Next time..." "Listen to me." "Next time, you're going to act like somebody who knows what they're doing, and do it right." "Say it." "Don't." "Say the fucking words." ""Next time, I'm going to act like somebody who knows what they're fucking doing, and do it right."" "Hey." "You know, just for the..." "What are you doing?" "Well, in case you..." "You know, gotta look after mine." "Bye." "All right." "Okay." "She is with you, right?" "Jake!" "But I actually have to go right now." "Yeah, thank you so much." "Jake!" "Is Jake on the back of a milk box or something?" "I'm reading a script." "I'm standing in the living room." "What?" "You been here all day?" "Why are you acting so weird?" "E, what are you looking for?" "Hello?" "Jesus." "Fucking distracting me." "I can't even read." "What are you looking for in there?" "If you're reading, read." "This is actually my work." "You getting paid?" "Is it a paying job?" "'Cause if it's work, it means you get paid." "Okay." "Great." "Now you're gonna get upset." "Were you here when he left?" "Why?" "Why does it even matter?" "How long... from when he left... did you come in?" "Why?" "Damn it." "Why'd you grab your phone like that?" "You scared the shit out of me..." "Don't!" "What was that?" "What's on your phone?" "Nothing!" "What do you..." "What do you do?" "Why didn't you just tell me what you were talking about when I asked what you were talking about?" "I'm asking you what's going on and you're not actually telling me." "I don't know what's going." "Shh!" "What's on your phone?" "What's on your phone?" "Nothing!" "Nothing!" "Tell me what's on your phone." "E..." "You thought I was gonna grab your phone." "Who you been talking to?" "Give me your phone." "Give it to me." "It's all right." "Take it." "I'm sorry." "I'm sorry." "Don't!" "Daneel, I'm sorry." "Jake, yeah, meet me at the place, all right?" "I fucked up with Daneel." "I don't know, I don't know." "She's acting strange and stuff." "And I found one of those things at the house." "You know, one of those fucking things." "Do I like her?" "Yeah, I mean, she looks good and she fucks like she's ugly." "I mean, I gotta fix this." "This isn't something you talk about over the phone." "What time are you off work?" "What time are you off work?" "I keep asking, 'cause you're not answering." "What time are you off work, Jake?" "Yeah, yeah." "I'm on the roof." "Yeah, that's why you hear all the noise." "Yeah, I'll tell you when you get here." "Jake." "I'll tell you when I see you." "You didn't follow him, did you?" "Did you see where he went?" "You're fucking up, ese, you know that?" "This SIS stuff's got him paranoid." "Yeah, is that what it is?" "Yeah, yeah." "Fuck." "It's got me paranoid." "But he just said that because he was on the phone." "Why are you telling me this?" "We're just talking, right?" "Am I some kind of bartender, psychiatrist?" "Since when did I become the go-to guy?" "Why are you telling me about this?" "I don't know." "I don't know how to know." "Just ask him, man." "You say, "Dude,"" "or whatever it is you fucking white boys call each other..." ""Dude, what's up?"" "But you need to ask him." "You ask him without asking him, you know what I'm saying?" "Where we gonna eat after this?" "What?" "We got a couple minutes." "Still." "Later." "What is it with you?" "Later." "Look at me." "Jake." "Look at me." "Where?" "To eat?" "!" "No, to bleach our assholes." "To eat." "I'm starving." "You're that hungry?" "Yeah, I'm starving." "My pick this time, okay?" "The diner." "I love that look the waitress gives you when you order extra whipped cream with the hot chocolate." "Remember that?" "Good times." "Oh, and while we're sitting here, chatting, waiting to go in," "I think I want some extra pillows for the couch." "I'm thinking velvet." "Velvet pillows." "You know?" "Velvet pillows all around." "It'd look nice." "More the merrier." "What do you think?" "Since we got the time, while we're here, waiting." "Huh?" "Okay, there's our girl." "It's time to make the donuts." "We were in the trunk for, like, a half an hour." "What?" "If you're so hungry, why didn't you ask me then?" "'Cause I'm asking you now." "What?" "Ah, nothing." "You ready?" "Let's do it." "I don't know what we keep waiting for." "My cousin said we were supposed to go in..." ""My cousin said." "My cousin said."" "His name's Melville, not Simon." "And if your cousin wanted you to take care of it, he would've sent you alone, right?" "So when I get the signal to either light the place up, or call it a night, I'll let you know." "That's what I'm saying!" "Make a signal... what's the fucking signal?" "Good signal means shoot." "Bad signal means don't." "All right?" "All right, let's go." "Oh, now we go." "Why is it now?" "All of a sudden you say so and now we fucking go." "Who is it?" "Yeah, uh, police, sir." "Open up." "Your silent alarm went off." "Please open up." "Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!" "Have I been talking to myself all night?" "What have I been saying?" "Man, I heard you the seventh time." "Yeah, well, you know what, your ears have a way of lying to your brain." "Prepare for anything." "Did something happen?" "I got this." "Ma'am, please move along." "Nothing to see here." "Please move along." "So... you guys had plans to, uh, head out this morning, correct?" "We did, yeah." "Let's just go up!" "Let's go up and check." "How the fuck should I know?" "Guy wouldn't say!" "I don't know yet." "Well, we haven't decided where we're gonna go yet." "Okay." "Okay." "Bad signal out here." "Tell me who's up there." "If I gotta fucking ask you again..." "You walk into a fucking shitstorm." "I'll blast your fucking brains out all over the floor." "Fuck it, I'm going up." "Jake!" "Jake!" "Jake!" "Jake!" "Walk." "Fuck!" "Get me a gag for his mouth." "Walk." "Move through that door." "Coast is clear." "The neighbours left." "Get me a fucking gag." "Get me a gag." "Get me a fucking gag." "Hey, Daneel!" "Get me a fucking gag!" "Okay, I got her." "I got her." "Go get her!" "I'm coming up." "Walk." "Fucking piece of shit." "You said this thing might jam, and what does it do?" "Fucking jinxed it." "Thought those things were indestructible." "Hey." "Hey..." "You gotta go." "It's time to go." "We gotta do this." "Hey." "Fuck 'em." "Ah, fuck." "Oh, Jesus Christ." "We need to get the car." "Same story on why it's there." "You hear?" "Hey!" "Are you hearing me?" "Yes." "Put the GPS back in the phone." "Don't put it back until it's near the car." "We gotta get the fuck outta here." "An actor." "Can you fucking believe it?" "And I never thought she was any good." "I lived with that, and I hope to god that it wasn't true." "I was questioning." "I mean, was it true?" "Was it not?" "I didn't want it to be true, but if it was, then it would just go away." "It would just go away." "But god was good to me." "God was very nice to me." "What are you stealing?" "We're not stealing anything." "We're getting something back." "Consider it like an acting class." "Well, it's the only acting job I can actually get." "I think you should find another environment." "I see you trying desperately to see every scene for more than it is, but there's a disconnect, and I don't know how to get you past it." "I know there's a place." "I will recommend a few where you can strive." "Just... not here." "I've been having a really hard time." "You want to know what my acting teacher told me today?" "It's a fucking card!" "Just get the fucking card." "You're making a bad day worse." "Daneel, say the fucking words." "Say it." "Jake, don't." "Next time, you're going to act like somebody who knows what they're fucking doing, and do it right." "Next time I'm going to act like someone who knows what they're fucking doing, and do it right." "I got her." "I got her." "Go get her." "I'm coming up!" "She got away." "Hey!" "Hey, she got away!" "Get the fucking car." "You hear?" "Hey!" "Are you hearing me?" "Yes." "Put the GPS back in the fucking car." "Don't put it back until it's near the car." "Then let's get the fuck outta here." "Do you hear that?" "All right." "First, calm down." "I don't know, I mean, I found the car." "I don't know where E is." "Stay right there." "Wait for me." "I can't." "I can't." "I have to find out what's happening." "You've done all you can." "Let the police handle it." "I know, but I can't just..." "I can't stay here." "I can't." "I'm sorry." "Hey, do you know what's going on?" "I heard a shot." "You better get back inside the house." "Where?" "I called 9-1-1 two minutes ago." "All right, CDC link." "He has an arrest record." "His brother has an arrest record." "SIS file on the dock shooting." "Am I missing anything?" "SIS connect the dead Russians to our six bodies?" "Uh-huh." "All right." "Call my cell or house if you need anything else." "You've been more than helpful." "Hey, what are you gonna do?" "Happens with these two-time losers." "The parole officer wanted me to let you know that he apologizes for not listening to your earlier." "That's okay." "We need Dobson." "Excuse me, ma'am." "Do you own a tan Beetle?" "Cream-coloured, mocha." "Is there a problem?" "Is this yours?" "Is this yours?" "I have... a card for that." "Um..." "It's been kind of a crazy day."