And don't tell me it's worth a hundred million.
It's not. It's, it's... You're right, it's not. It's worth over a billion.
And that's just your share!
I'm not lying!
I can't do this job without you, Mac.
Please come with me to Kuala Lumpur.
Can you just decide soon, please?
Four, three,
two, one.
Your time's up. You said you would tell me what the next job is in 24 hours.
It's a bank.
And?
And I didn't say I'd tell you any more.
Isn't it beautiful here?
Banks have never really been my thing.
Think a billion dollars and change your mind.
- I just don't like surprises. - Trust me, there won't be any.
Trust me. There always are surprises.
I must say, it's, uh... very homey.
Why, thank you!
Of course, when I said bank,
I didn't mean just any bank.
A room with a view!
- I give you the world's tallest building. - And we're going to steal it?
Home of the International Clearance Bank,
which I'm sure you know controls all big money transactions in Southeast Asia.
- Do I have your attention now? - Undivided.
Here, the headquarters of the International Clearance Bank in New York.
Running from there are hack proof, firewalled, dedicated lines
to computers in its branch offices around the world.
The only access is from central control in New York
or from the totally secure computers in the branch offices.
In Kuala Lumpur, only one man has unlimited access.
Lee Kuan Hong, Chairman of the International Clearance Bank of Kuala Lumpur.
Vaults are accessed by two things: a key code and a completely unfakeable retinal scan.
- Morning, everyone. Nice day, uh? - Hi.
Which we're gonna fake.
Right now, our Chairman, with a face full of Mace,
is getting his eyes checked,
with a little help from Conrad Greene's guys,
hopefully.
- With me so far? - All the way.
Now, because of the millennium bug, our friends at International Clearance
will be running integrity tests, which they're rehearsing as we speak.
- Prepare test shutdown for Sydney in... - Just before midnight, local time,
they'll shut down the mainframe in each zone for30 seconds.
- Sydney is shut down. - Run test program.
Now we need those 30 seconds to patch into the mainframe.
We then need ten seconds of one-on-one time with the computer, to download...
- .."the stuff'. - How do we acquire those ten seconds?
We steal 'em.
The transmitter I left behind simply overrides the signal of the atomic clock. So,
from 11pm tomorrow night their clocks gain a fraction of a second every minute
and we gain our ten seconds.
And what is this "stuff' we are downloading?
Enya?
Cunningly disguised in there is a disk that took me five years to make,
cooped up in my broom closet at Waverly lnsurance.
It tells the ICB computer to transfer relatively small amounts of money
from hundreds of corporations all over Southeast Asia into my account.
- Our account. - Yeah, our account.
Eight billion dollars in total.
You said one billion.
I said that was your share.
What can you do with seven billion that you can't do with four?
Hold the record.
Alone.
Sounds rather lonely.
Alone?
No. Alone is good.
- You want a beer? - Thank you.
- We'll need three weeks to prepare. - What?
- Minimum. - No. It has to be tomorrow night.
No way.
You don't understand. It has to be millennium midnight or it's never.
Then it's never. It's impossible.
You...
OK. Fifty-fifty.
What?
You heard.
It's impossible.
But doable.
Ladies and gentlemen, we are now standing over 700ft above sea level.
Our sky bridge is the longest and highest in the world.
It stretches over 300ft to the opposite tower.
It is supported, as you can see, by four flexible steel pillars.
The lights are being hung for our millennium party tomorrow.
Over 40,000 light bulbs will make this truly a sight to remember.
So, what have we here? We have the goggles with the chairman's retinal scan.
And we have the chairman's access card to the 86th floor
in the bag.
Anything else I need to know?
Confucius, he say: Don't use cannon to kill mosquito.
Right!
Well, now that I've shown you mine, it's your turn to show me yours.
- Well, here she is. - Oh, goody, goody, goody!
Bring it to Papa.
Oh! A thing of beauty, huh? A joy forever!
And where's the mask? I want my mask. Come on!
Oh! So you're working with MacDougal on this, huh?
Yeah.
Uh-huh.
I would suggest that you have a little tête-à-tête with your partner.
If he's still in the country.
In the meantime, I'll hold on to the access card and goggles.
Conrad, you've gotta believe me. I had no idea.
- I swear to God, I'd never do this to you! - Don't...! Don't pout at me, you little bitch!
- Come on, Conrad. - Get out of here! Get out!
Get out! Just get out! Get outta here!
Baby, I'm glad to see you!
I'm calling it off.
You take this. I'll get the Rembrandt for you later.
- What you sayin'? - She's over her head. It's not happening.
What about the big, giant, huge job you were all cute about in Scotland?
Now you wouldn't be tryin' to cut a brother out of anything?
- There's nothing to cut you out of. - Sit down, Mac.
Sit down.
I said, sit the fuck down.
You know, Mac, I think it's time to take your girlfriend out of the equation...
- and get down to the you-and-me of it all. - She's not my girlfriend.
See, I'm gettin' this little Yoko vibe, like all of a sudden your girlfriend's the one in control.
Now, you change partners, you change the rules.
And the rules are... Mac does the job.
I watch Mac's back.
You don't call off nothin' unless I say so.
Gin?
Where is it, you bastard?! I trusted you!
- You bastard! I trusted you! I trusted you! - Gin! Hey! Gin!
Where is it?!
Why'd you take it?
Get up! I know you're faking!
Where'd you go?
- Why'd you take it? - I was going to sell it.
Then why didn't you?
Because... I... couldn't do it.
Why not?
I knew that if I told you to forget this job,
get the hell outta here,
you wouldn't do it, would you?
- Hm? - No.
Right.
- Were you worried about me, Mac? - Well, yes.
- Were you? - I was worried about both of us.
Don't be.
Whoops, sorry. Forgot about the rules.
Have you ever broken 'em, Mac?
No.
- Not once? - No.
Never?
Never.
Alone is... good, eh?
No. Bullshit.
I hate alone. Alone sucks.
- Really? - Yeah.
Hey... Gin...
Gin...
Gin.
Mm! Gin!
- Gin... Gin. - What!
My situation is...
so complicated,
I can't...
I can't explain.
Well, can you try?
I'm sorry.
Yeah, I love you, too, guys.
Hey! What are you doing! Get off me!
Help!
Hector...!
What are you doing here?
Oh, I read in the newspapers that the mask thing's gone down.
I don't hear from my trusty agent, so naturally I worry.
I call the hospitals, I call the morgue,
and, finally, I call the airlines.
I'm a man badly in need of news here, Miss Baker. Help me out.
You want news, Hector? The news is, I don't appreciate you blowing my cover like this.
He's planning a job that's gonna make the mask look like...
You don't believe me? Fine. Then pull me in and pick him up.
Why would I pull you in when you seem to be getting so close to Mac?
Oh, jeez!
- This was business, Hector! - Business...
Are you sure there's nothing else you wanna tell me?
Look, give me until tomorrow. I promise you, you'll have it all.
Can I go back to work now?
Don't lose her.
Guess she didn't appreciate my pictures. Did I tell you, or did I tell you?
- She's screwin' you both, man. - She says it's business. I believe her.
Yeah, she's probably on her way to Mr Mac right now to do a little "business".
Don't do that. You do not do that! You do not speak like that! You do not!
Hector, baby! There ain't no need to get all up and hard, my man!
Now I said I'd make this trip worth your while.
You better be right.
All you gotta do is listen to old Thibadeaux.
I've never felt so underdressed in all my life.
Synchronise
now.
OK. The dish should be coming on-line.
Every minute, from now to midnight, we steal a tenth of a second
from our friends at the International Clearance Bank.
They're still there.
So, uh, be careful, OK?
Wait.
- Gin... - No, don't... Don't say a word.
Shoot!
Hey, have you seen a guy in blue overalls?
Four to Base. No, I'm sorry, sir, I lost him.
I don't know. Just somewhere between the stairs and the truck. Yeah.
Ma'am.
Boys, this is Chief lnspector Yeng San, and Mr Cruz from Waverly lnsurance, New York.
They have a special interest in some guests tonight.
Elevator. One minute.
This one's not working.
I'd use that one.
Do try to put a smile on your face, dear.
So, this is your international art thief, Mr Cruz?
He doesn't look very dangerous, does he?
Not yet.
OK.
And now...
Now time stands still.
Hopefully.
Excuse me.
- Did you see where they went? - 70th floor, sir.
- Watching the fireworks, probably. - Do you have cameras up there?
- Of course. - Would you mind?
- I can't find them, sir. - What do you mean?
Sir, I... I just can't find them.
There are 2,000 cameras in this building! Find them!
Listen, I don't mean to intrude, but these people are very, very smart.
If they've disappeared, it's because they mean to. Is there any art in this building?
Some.
- And the Bank Clearance House? - Nothing but a big computer.
Something doesn't smell right.
Well, Mr Cruz, on the say-so of you and your friends in the FBl,
I have a lot of men on standby here. What would smell right to you?
I think you should pick them up.
Sonic pulse.
Five milliseconds.
- Now, put your feet down... - Between the pulses, I know.
Now... three,
two, one.
And...
Two.
Three.
Four.
Five!
Six.
Seven.
Eight.
Nine... ten.
Eleven.
Twelve.
Fingerprint brush.
Kill... mosquito...
- Cannon... - Don't use a cannon to kill a mosquito.
- Confucius. - You are good.
This is it? Whatever happened to money?
- Gimme the goggles. - Stuff you can get your hands on.
Oh, God!
This is why I don't do banks now. There used to be bars of gold, safety-deposit boxes...
I mean, where's the good old-fashioned loot?
The loot, my dear,
is right in there.
20 seconds.
Prepare to go off-line in KL in
- five, four, three, - This is for real, people.
two, one, go.
- They're ten seconds early. - Why are Americans always in a hurry?
- Ten seconds in. - FDZ complete.
Clear.
Approaching... fifteen.
Clear.
- Here we go! - Clear!
- All clear. - Ten seconds.
- Five, four, three, - Three seconds, people.
two, one...
We're clear.
Happy New Year, Malaysia!
- Ten, nine, eight, - Come on!
seven, six,
five, four, three,
- two, - Two.
one!
- We did it! - Happy New Year!
Happy Millennium!
That was perfect.
Ah, Gin...!
The disk!
- Get me the spanner! - The what?
The wrench!
If they find that disk, we're dead!
The door!
I can't stop it, Mac!
Armed Response Unit, Code Red.
Leave it! Come on!
- Elevator five's on the move, sir. - Who's in it?
- It's empty. - No...
I think they're still in it. Look. They freeze-framed the camera. See?
Shut it down.
There's always a surprise.
Here.
Suspects in the vicinity of floor 50.
OK, Mr Cruz, your friends are rats in a trap.
- Where to? - Service elevators.
Get out! Out! Out!
Try the stairs.
Get back!
Hang on.
Got a better idea.
Temper, temper, Mr MacDougal.
Confirm suspects on floor 50, heading south away from the gas.
They'll think we'll try to avoid the gas, so keep your eyes closed and take a deep breath.
Get back.
Here.
- What's this? - Plan B pack.
- For what? - If we need it, I'll tell you.
Now, if we can get across the vent shaft, we should be OK.
Across where?
There.
Let's go.
OK.
Move it!
Keep moving!
Come on!
Oh, God!
Gin! Watch out!
Gin! We're nearly there! Move it!
Come on!
Oh, God!
Next stop, vent shaft.
Armed police! Put your hands above your head!
- Do not move. Remain where you are. - SWAT team to the roof.
SWAT team to the roof.
Let's go, let's go!
Move, move, move!
If you can't feel alive now, you never will.
Go!
Control, we have a clean shot. Do we take it?
- I repeat, do we take it? - Negative, Team Leader. Negative.
Do you copy? I want these people alive and kicking.
Go! Get up into the shaft!
Come on!
Now...
- Plan B. Turn around. - What?
Turn around.
This is a mini-chute. But it only works for the updraft.
- I'm not going without you. We go together. - No, no, no, too heavy. We'd drop like stones.
So when will I see you again?
Meet me at 6.30am, Pudu train station.
You'd better be there, OK? Promise me you'll be there.
I will be there. I'm never late. If I'm late, it's because I'm dead.
Now,
rip cord.
Ho!
My God! Mac!
Oh, I'm sorry! I'm sorry. Are you all right?
So what's wrong?
Wrong? Nothing's wrong. Everything is the... way it has to be.
- What? - Virginia Baker?
- Special Agent Aaron Thibadeaux, FBl. - Come on!
You're under arrest for grand larceny. You have the right to remain silent...
Mac?
Mac!
Anything you say can be used against you in a court of law.
Thanks, Mac. You got your one minute.
You're a cop.
No. Well, not exactly.
Thibadeaux, believe it or not, is FBl. And two years ago
he caught me and, uh, cut a deal. The deal was that... I had to deliver you.
They've been onto you for quite a while.
- And Cruz knew, too? - No, he's just found out.
I don't get it. Why didn't you pick me up before? What were you waiting for?
Well, at first I, uh... well, I wanted to see if you could do it.
Bullshit! Come on!
And I wanted to see if I could do it.
Weren't we partners?
I can't believe you'd do this to me.
Well, you'd better believe it! It's all over.
I gave them Greene, the Rembrandt, the mask,
and the full seven billion.
What do you mean, seven?
So you'll just have to make do with one, hm?
- I thought you said one minute. - Relax, Hector. He knows what he's doin'.
Now, plan C.
In your pocket, you'll find an envelope. A passport, visa, money.
Where you go from here is up to you. And you'll still hold the record... alone.
Mac!
- I don't understand. Why are you doing this? - Well, believe me,
I was prepared for everything, except you.
Mac! Time's up!
Come with me.
Gin,
your life, it's all ahead of you.
Mine... this is all I've got.
No. You've got me.
You got me.
Listen carefully. In your other pocket...
Let's do it.
- Move and I blow his head off! - Everybody, just be cool.
- Nobody move! No-one moves, OK? - Fellas, put your weapons down.
- You, too, Hector! I'll kill him if you move! - We'll get her at the next stop.
Bye, Mac.
She's headed toward the next station. Move! Move it!
- No guns! Get out of here! - Move it! Move it!
You know, I don't know what just went down here,
but I'm gonna see that you're busted outta the Bureau for it.
- It ain't over, Mac. - I believe you.
Well, Mac, this looks like the end of a terrible friendship.
But you still owe me for today.
I always pay my debts.
Four prototype super chips. Value: five million dollars each.
Hope she was worth it.
Oh, she was.
I'll be seein' you, Mac.
I don't think so.
OK, Bob, let the people back on the platform.
Bring me a damn car.
How did you do it?
I jumped trains mid-station. When the train slowed down, I just...
- It was perfect. - Was it now?
You know what, Mac? I don't wanna hold the record alone.
- No? - I need your help on another job.
- The Crown Jewels or something? - No! Come on, too easy!
I was thinking of... Well... I know this guy in South Africa.
Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds! The biggest diamonds you'll ever see in your life!
Have I told you how much I love diamonds?
Mac?
- Mac! - What!
So, what do you think?
- About what? - About my idea.
It's doable.
- Ohh! - Oh, I'm sorry! I'm sorry!