He only answers to the Napster now, Charlie.
- I'm not calling you the Napster. - You call him Left Ear.
- And him Handsome Rob. - Because he is Handsome Rob.
- Well, you can call me the Napster. - They were at college together.
- Why are you encouraging this? - It is verifiable.
He was my room-mate. He stole my ideas. I am the Napster.
All right, what is the distance between the front door and the vault, Napster?
- Farther than you want to carry it. - So, how do we get the gold to the car?
How wide is the hallway... Napster?
6 feet.
OK, you've got your gold.
We need more cars to handle the weight.
I'll need help with the custom work. I know a man for the job.
I modified the camera with LIDAR so we can create hi-res digital maps...
- Who's that? - Rob's mechanic friend.
- Charlie, this is Wrench. - What's up?
Rob says you're talented. I need some bodywork done.
We need to pack 2,700 pounds in these Minis,
with enough suspension and horsepower to outrun anything chasing.
- 2,700 pounds of what? - Whatever.
- What do I get from this mystery? - 10,000.
All right.
We didn't get a chance to meet yet. Wrench.
- Ham and cheese. - That's cold. Damn, that's cold.
You want all greens? 'Cause you got 'em.
Welcome to LA's Automated Traffic Surveillance and Control Center.
They use video feeds from intersections and algorithms
to predict traffic conditions and control traffic lights.
I created my own kick-ass algorithm to sneak in
and now we own the place.
- Want to do a dry run? - Thought you'd never ask.
See red light? Green light.
- Danielson, what's up with grid 34? - Let's check it out.
Oops! Did I? But it's awesome. Is that not awesome?
Can you change it back?
Lights are working fine. It's just an accident.
That's good.
- What are those? - Unnecessary parts.
I lost your smog controls and 200 pounds of fat.
You got a sweet ride now, Charlie.
Know what I'm thinking about right now? The look on Steve's face.
- You're early. - I'm in a hurry.
You know that the Florida vote-rigging was a CIA and mob operation?
Which is not so different from when JFK won an election with his father's help.
- You're uncomfortable I mention JFK? - No, I don't like making two trips.
You Americans, you love your heroes. A holiday for Columbus?
He makes the wrong turn and wipes out an indigenous people.
- Know what he was looking for? - Tell me.
Gold, supposedly for Queen Isabella.
Don't think the Medicis didn't want some. What did Italy need gold for?
The long-distance slave trade, based in Venice.
Venice. That's where these bricks...
- You were saying something? - No.
Don't stop. I'm interested.
Please, I'm confused. My English...
What do you know about my gold?
- I don't... - Don't even think about lying to me.
OK. I heard a rumor about a heist in Venice.
35 million, in bricks, with a Balinese dancer imprint.
- Who have you told? - No one, I swear to God!
- You swear to God? - You're crazy. I swear to God, I didn't.
Well, then, I guess I believe you.
Let's putt it. Putt, not drive.
Very good. You can get it. I know you can do it.
- Here to see Skinny Pete. - He's over there.
Thanks, man.
Don't stare. He doesn't like people staring.
Stare at what?
That was good. Try that one. I know you'll get that one.
- That was great. - Skinny Pete.
- Yo, Charlie. - What's up, man?
Was I right about the gold?
I'm not here for that. We need some supplies.
Baby, go relax. Go relax!
- Supplies. - What's wrong?
Some nitromon...
- Some nitromon primer. - What's wrong?
Nothing, I'm cool. I'm great. I just need a big can of...
...nitromon primer, detonating cord,
two triple-charger chemical grenades and a launcher.
- Right, like I had told you earlier. - All right.
- Cost you about five Gs. - Done. Thanks. Sorry about that.
- All right, man. Peace. - Come on.
Get out.
There.
Vance has something to tell you.
Go on.
A couple of weeks back...
...I was working in your cousin's shop.
A guy come in asking about gold bricks with Balinese dancer on.
- What did you tell him? - That I'd seen the bricks.
- I'm sorry. - What did this man look like?
He had long black hair with tattoo on his neck.
He must have weighed at least 400 pounds.
I know that guy.
Baby, go relax.
- Do you know who I am? - You're Mashkov.
Right. You were asking about the gold bricks with the Balinese dancer on.
Why?
Steve just confirmed his eight o'clock dinner reservation.
- Let's go over it. - Gas the guards. Doors open, 8.15.
- Safe popped by 8.25. - Loaded, 8.35. Out, 8.45.
Straight to Union Station.
Only green lights, rest of city's red. Cops stuck in traffic.
Train leaves at 10. Cars must be aboard by 9.30. Timing must be exact.
- Let's get ready. - Let's get it.
Wow, that is a nice car. Sorry, Rob. Coast is clear, guys.
This is it. Moment of truth.
What the hell is this? Shit!
Steve's neighbor's throwing a party.
- Are you here for the Baker party, sir? - No.
We're not blowing any gates tonight, guys. Too many witnesses.
- Stella. - I know...
I'm late for my date.
You've got to be charming. We need him to ask you out again. Sorry.
Let's get out of the street.
- I can't imagine you doing that. - What's that mean?
Well, you don't really seem the adventurous type, you know.
Don't let the cable uniform throw you.
I wasn't making assumptions.
- I've made some about you. - Oh, really? And?
You're just going to have to wait and see.
Why wait? Let's go back to my place. No assumptions.
Not tonight. It's late. I should go home.
- You have a cable company curfew? - No.
I've made some bad calls in the past. We should take this slower.
Lovely dinner, sparkling conversation. Still don't trust me?
I trust everyone. It's the devil inside them I don't trust.
That's an interesting saying. Where'd you pick that up?
- Can't remember. - I knew a guy who said it just like that.
- Really? - Yeah.
He's the only person I've ever heard say that. His name was John Bridger.
- You're hurting me. - He had a daughter about your age.
Let go.
I knew there was something familiar about you.
You're exactly like your old man. I liked him, too.
I liked him right up until the minute I shot him.
Who are you working with?
She's with us.
- The gang's all here. - The only thing worse than a thief...
...is a coward.
Then you should've seen the way your daddy begged for his life.
- He's not worth it. - Put a leash on your cat.
Not bad, Charlie.
You have no idea how hard it is for me not to kill you now.
You know better than that. You can't let emotion into these things.
It wasn't emotion when you shot John and left us?
That wasn't about emotion. It was about a lot of gold.
Anything you think you deserved, you didn't.
Don't talk about right and wrong with me. I don't give a shit. OK?
You got your cards, I got mine. We made our play, I came out on top.
If you want to start the game up again, that's fine with me.
What is your play here, really?
Come on, what do you think?
You'll try to take out my guards? I have five that you don't know about.
You'll have Lyle hack the system? I'll change it tomorrow morning.
What was your final move? Have Bridger's daughter try to crack my safe?
That's very poetic, but I just don't think she'll get anywhere near it.
Same old Steve. Always thinking defensively.
That's why you're always number two.
- How's that? - You've got no imagination.
Couldn't even decide what to buy. Bought what everyone else wanted.
- Try this. That gold is already gone. - Bullshit.
It's over, Charlie. I'm trying to move the last two bricks.
You want to come after me over a couple of lousy bricks? Be my guest.
But you're off to a bad start because you just blew the element of surprise.
Surprised?
It's over when I say it's over.
Are you all right, sir?
How you doing?
Good.
Considering the fact I'm doing all of this for a man I barely knew.
You know what bothered me all those years?
It was that whenever he'd call me to tell me he was on some job,
I knew you were right there with him.
You got to know him a lot better than I did.
Doesn't mean he wasn't thinking about you.
- Would be nice if it was true. - It is.
He always regretted not having been a good enough father to you.
- How do you know? - Because he told me.
What did you do to your hand?
- I punched Steve. - Why do you get to punch him?
'Cause those hands are way too valuable.
You OK?
There'll be nothing left of that if you keep rubbing it.
Tell Mr. Frizelli we'll see him at eight.
- He's flying the coop. - When?
His security guard called for a helicopter at 4 p.m.
And an armored car at five.
There's a cargo plane, departing LAX at 8 p.m. To Mexico City.
What if he's moving the safe as a diversion?
- We crack it, the gold's somewhere else. - Steve won't let it out of his sight.
It'll be in that truck and he'll watch it from the helicopter.
- The gold's headed to Mexico? - Who knows?
- Slow down. This is good news for us. - What do you mean?
Now the safe has come to us. We're going to boost it in transit.
He could take a dozen routes.
We don't know which. We can't take out an armored truck at rush hour.
We're already set up to do it. Gridlock every route except the one we choose.
Force that truck to go where we want.
Where do we want it to go? We'd lose a shoot up.
We do it like The Italian Job.
- Why'd you do it? - Do what?
- Yevhen. You didn't have to clip him. - We didn't clip anybody.
Yevhen's cousin is under the impression you did.
Why?
Because you wanted to know about the gold.
You told him that?
One thing I know, never mess with Mother Nature,
mother-in-laws, or mother-freaking Ukrainians.
Look, I need a favor.
Had a hiccup last night. Need some help. More hands-on. Interested?
Could be, but I don't like to be kept in the dark. If I'm in, I'm in.
- OK, you're in. - All right.
- What do you think? - This'll work. Let's go.
You're amazing. It's a work of genius.
- You OK? - Just give me a moment.
- Now? - I'm inserting this pin into the detonator.
If the brass touches the sides, we'll both be the last people we ever see.
Take all the time you need.
- Hey, Charlie. - What?
I love you, man.
I love you, too.
Check positions. Napster?
I'm in position.
- Handsome Rob? - In position. Everything's quiet, Charlie.
Wrench?
Set.
We've got an uninvited visitor. There's a motorcycle guard following the truck.
We'll deal with it.
- Who are they? - What's wrong?
You won't believe this. He's brought in three armored trucks.
It's a shell game now.
I can't re-route if I don't know which to re-route.
Follow the one Steve follows by helicopter.
He'll never let that gold out of his sight.
Unless he's playing us. And he is.
OK, let's go! Move it out!
Here we go. They're pulling out.
Napster, pull up the traffic cameras you're watching.
Where's the first camera they go past?
- Vine and Yucca. - See which one's riding low.
First in line... First two are the same, so...
Houston, we have our truck. Number 128.
We're moving out.
Three Kilo Bob to Two Fox Mike, we're heading to the airport.
OK, guys, truck 128 has turned right heading west.
Gridlock time.
We've crashed.
It's not a crash.
- We've got power. - I can't log in.
They're about to hit a detour and be sent your way.
You'll never shut down the real Napster.
What's your problem?!
- Truck 128, what is your progress? - Traffic's out of control.
We've got to look for another route.
Check the police band.
OK, I'm opening up a space on Highland.
- Get us out of here. - I'm trying.
And he's taking it.
Police are saying computers are down at traffic control.
Nice, Charlie. What are you up to?
Go back.
I now command you to turn left.
Come on, take the left.
Yeah, you did. You did.
Give us the flag.
Metro just passed through the station. You are clear for 90 seconds. Go.
Come on, Steve.
30 seconds and counting.
15 seconds, you're blocked in or you're paint on the train.
Come on, come on!
Stay on me. This'll be tight!
- Go, go, go. - You're going to stop there.
- OK, guys, coming into position. - Stay cool.
Ten, nine...
... eight, seven...
... six, five...
...four...
- Don't lose him. - ... three...
... two, one...
What?!
Damn.
What the fuck happened to my truck?!
- It blew through the street. - Get under there.
- We have another problem. - What?
- This isn't the Worthington 1000. - What?
He switched safes on us.
- Can you do it? - It's Israeli made.
It's got a glass relock system. There's a pane of glass here.
If I don't drill perfectly, steel rods snap into place and we can't open it.
Then we're up shit creek.
I think I just cracked the glass. I don't think it broke, though.
I can't drill it again. I have to do it by touch.
I can't get through. The train's blocking the tunnel.
- Where does the Metro Rail emerge? - Eleventh and Fig.
Meet at Eleventh and Figaro and double back to Hollywood and Highland. Hurry.
Baggage for train 22 now available at carousel 4.
I can't do this. I need a drill or a borescope to get in there.
- Come on, Charlie. - You can do this.
Slide.
- Don't you want to see inside? - Absolutely.
Napster, 13 across, 4 high, 4 deep.
- That's 208 bricks. - How much?
- 2.7 million. - What?!
No, it's 27. That's 27 million.
That's 27 million dollars worth of gold.
Got the Holy Spirit. You should get on it, it's a good train.
What do you think, John?
- 27 million. - Say it again.
We've got two motorcycles on us, Charlie.
Three Minis heading east towards the LA river.
Stop them before they get to the street.
Shit!
Here we go.
Open your door.
Come on, guys. We're moving.
There!
Hey, come on. Get down!
Come on!
Where are you going?
I'll take Steve. Go to Union Station. I'll meet you there.
Stay on him.
I'm opening up a spot on Lower Grand.
I know it's you, Charlie.
Take your next left.
Nice move, Steve.
Get out! Get out!
I said get out!
- You got Mini Coopers in there, right? - Look, man...
Don't worry about them. I'll give you five grand to put me inside.
Buy your girlfriend something nice.
Half now, half when you help me unload.
I've got to hand it to you. You played this one pretty smart.
Decoy trucks, you switched safes, the helicopter routine. Pretty good.
Now I've got the gold, you've got nothing.
I've got this, so cut the crap and give me my goddamn gold!
- Who are you? - I am Mashkov.
- You killed my cousin Yevhen. - You've got to have some insurance.
He was already dead when I arrived. He dealt with unsavory people.
- This guy's trying to play you. - You were right. No imagination.
There's a lot of gold in there. Only we've got guns. I'll make you a good deal.
I've already made my deal.
- What do you want? - You know this was never about gold.
Whatever helps you sleep at night, sweetheart.
Bitch. Charlie, come on, Charlie!
That I loved.
I'll double whatever he's given you, just don't shoot me.
Don't worry, I'm not going to shoot you. I'm going to take you to my workplace.
I think you'll be interested in my machinery.
Oh, come on.
Guys, I want to make a toast.
To John Bridger. The most brilliant master planner of all. Father and friend.
Stella was right. It wasn't about the money.
Of course, that didn't stop the guys from having some fun.
Handsome Rob got his Aston Martin.
Took it for a ride to break it in.
He got off with a warning.
Left Ear got his dream house in Spain
with a room just for his shoes.
Lyle finally made the cover of Wired magazine.
- Are you really the Napster? - Yes, I am.
And he got that kick-ass stereo he wanted.
Would you listen to something?
With speakers so loud they could blow a woman's clothes off.
If you would.
And me? I took John Bridger's advice.
I found somebody I want to spend the rest of my life with,
and I'm going to hold on to her forever.