[Church bells ring in distance]
[Child singing in Spanish]
[Dramatic instrumental music]
[Rifle clicks and echoes]
[Child singing in Spanish, background]
[Pigeons squeal]
[Thunder rumbling]
[Birds chirping]
KETCHAM: Son of a bitch!
When I first saw you, I wasn't scared.
Just wondered why you wore those boots.
Now I know.
KETCHAM: Shit!
[Cackling]
KETCHAM: We've both played this game, Rath.
What kind of shoes will you be wearing...
...when your day comes?
Whatever the contract is I'll double it.
Just say you couldn't find me.
Listen to me.
I'm talking like a mark!
[Gun clicks]
KETCHAM: Oh, God. Don't pull yet.
Not yet.
KETCHAM: Christ I've killed a few innocents in my time.
You're so high and mighty! You and your principles!
KETCHAM: Someone had to do the jobs you wouldn't do.
I can't die like this!
I'm not a mark.
Not like a mark.
[Sobbing]
It's chambered.
Thanks, Rath.
Good-bye, old friend.
[Gunshot]
[Duck whines]
[Thunder rumbles]
[Siren wails, background]
[Digital beeping]
[Rapid digital dialing]
[Phone ringing]
[Beeping]
I don't care what you believe. I've had it.
I want out. I quit.
Who are you, you son of a bitch.
You should be.
[Continuous beeping]
Today?
REPORTER 1 : Howerver the attention is not for the man being laid to rest...
...but rather, for one of the mourners.
REPORTER 1 : We're just witnessing the arrival of recluse billionaire Alan Branch...
...here attending the funeral of his brother, Samuel Branch, who died tragically in an automobile accident.
REPORTER 2: Alan Branch was last seen testifying before a Senate hearing 10 years ago...
...at that time he was questioned for his alleged financing of...
REPORTER 2: ...right wing death squads throughout South and Central America.
Branch was born in Queens, New York, and, as you can see...
...from the use of a wheelchair, he is the victim of a hit man's bullet.
It was 10 years ago that Alan Branch was brought before Senate hearings in Washington where he was questioned...
...about his alleged involvement in money-laundering, drug trafficking...
... and right wing death-squad financing.
[Male operatic voice singing, "Ave Maria" in Latin]
[Wagon squeaking]
PRIEST: Let us pray.
Lord Jesus Christ...
...by the 3 days you lay in the tomb...
...you made holy the graves of all who believe in you.
And even though their bodies lie in the earth, they trust that they, like you, will rise again.
Bless this grave, oh Lord, and give Samuel peaceful rest....
[Birds chirping]
[Multiple silenced gunshots]
Oh my God!
[Woman screams] BODYGUARD: Shit!
BODYGUARD: He's been shot! BODYGUARD: Shit! Son of a...
[Woman shrieking]
[Scattered yelling]
[Man grunts]
[Silenced gunshots]
[Shots ricocheting softly]
[Loud gunshot]
[Multiple silenced shots popping]
Come on, you little bastard, be brave.
Run for it.
[Mockingly] Ooh Ooh, oh-oh.
[Mumbling gibberish]
[Sirens blaring]
COP 1 : Put it down!
Fuck.
COP 1 : Throw the gun away!
COP 1 : On the ground!
COP 1 : Face down!
All right!
All right, All right, All right! COP 1 : Throw the gun away!
COP 1: Throw it away!
COP 1: Get down! COP 2: Get down and don't move!
COP 2: Don't move! Lay down flat!
COP 2: Hands behind your back!
[Whispering] What the hell's he doing?
COP: Shutup! [Handcuffs clicking]
COP 2: Check him for more weapons.
COP 1 : Where is it?
COP 1 : Don't worry. BAIN: I'm not worried.
COP 2: There it is.
COP: Silenced rifle....pistol...
COP 1 : This area's secure. Come on, let's go.
[Breathing heavily]
Nice to meet you.
[Chuckles]
COP 3: Come on, let's go man. Bring it in, bring it in, come on!
COP 3: Right through here Go! Go!
[Sirens wailing] COP 3: Come on!
COP 3: Come on, let's go bring it in!
[Tires screech]
COP 3: Come on! Let's go, let's go!
[Rath honks horn]
Hey wait a minute buddy. Ambulance let's go!
Come on! Come on!
Bring it in! Bring it in!
[Rath honks horn]
Hold it!
COP 3: #1, move it out!
COP 3: #2, come on!
Let's go!
COP 3: All right get out of here guy. Go!
[Sirens wailing]
DISPATCHER ON RADIO: What is the disposition ofyour suspect?
COP 1 : This is 1 Bravo 5.
COP 1 : We're proceeding to the 7th precinct...
COP 1 : ...we have the suspect in custody, over.
DISPATCHER: 1 Bravo 5 roger. I show you en route to the precinct with one suspect.
COP 4: Hey, look.
COP 1 : Hey watch it where you're pointing that thing. COP 4: No no look at this.
[Bain muttering in Spanish]
[Truck roars]
[Knuckles cracking]
[Glass shattering]
COP 4: Look out!
[Neck snaps]
[Tires screech]
[Crash]
[Bain screams]
[Siren stops]
[Tires screech]
[Bain grunts]
COP 5: Oh, my god!
COP 4: Hey!
BAIN: Don't try-- Don't even fucking try it!
COP 4: Damn, no
[Gun clicks]
[Siren blares]
COP 5 ON RADIO: This is 1 Bravo 3. Officers down.
COP 5: Victoria Ave. 2700 block. Request...
[Tires screeching]
COP 5: Repeat...
...officers down.
[Gunshots popping]
[Siren blaring, Cop 4 screaming]
[Thunderous crash]
DISPATCHER ON RADIO: 1 Bravo 3, what's your status?
DISPATCHER: 1 Bravo 3, what's your status?
[Tires screeching]
DISPATCHER: 1 Bravo 3, please respond.
[Tires squeal]
DISPATCHER: 1 Bravo 3, please respond.
DISPATCHER: All units, officers down. 2700 block of Victoria Ave.
DISPATCHER: Repeat, officers down.
[Fierce growling and barking]
DISPATCHER: All units, suspect in the four- officer-down call is at large.
A male Hispanic, medium build, about thirty years, armed and dangerous.
Monitor all bus stations, car rental agencies, and the airport.
[Sirens echoing]
[Thud]
CABBIE: Goddamn it!
You okay?
Son of a bitch! I just got this car!
RATH: I'm sorry. Are you okay? Are you okay?
What's it going to take? I don't have insurance. I don't have--
Rath: Here take the whole thing. Cabbie: Yeah sure why not.
RATH: I'm sorry about this.
TAXI DISPATCHER: Who's near Denny Way and 5th?
We have a couple going to Crown Hill.
Who's near Christina's restaurant? We have a man going to the airport.
RATH: 501, I'm there.
TAXI DISPATCHER: Cab 401 pick up three sailors at Pier 91, take 'em downtown Union Station.
Come on. Be the right one.
[Gun clicks]
MAN: Taxi!
RATH: Sorry radio call I'm booked.
MAN: We saw it first! Hey!
Airport.
You got it.
You know you got a cut on your head here. You see that?
Yeah I had an accident at work.
Mmm, yeah what kind of work do you do?
Look uh..
...I am, how do you say...
...dead tired.
So, save the chitchat for someone else please.
RATH: [Chuckles] Okay.
Chitchat. I haven't heard that word for a long time.
TAXI DISPATCHER: Cab 117, got a pick up at Lincoln Park.
BAIN: What're you doing? RATH: What?
There was a turnoff to the airport.
All right I'm sorry okay?
Well you just blew your tip my friend.
What do you think I'm trying to run you up pal?
Just do your job.
RATH: Don't tell me my job! Bath: I mean what the fuck?
RATH: [Yelling] I never [indistinct] fucking fare in my life!
BAIN: Do your job!
RATH: All right.
Get out.
BAIN: What?
You think I'm running you up pal? Just get out.
You can't just....
The hell I can't.
Just get out.
RATH: Go on find another cab.
[Bain chuckles]
BAIN: I don't believe this.
[Mumbles in Spanish]
Robert...
...Rath.
You can't shoot me through the glass.
Bulletproof.
So, I get out...pow...
...you got me.
Nope.
[Bain makes repeated tsk sounds]
So...
...now what?
Who are you, kid?
Robert Rath...
...wants to know me.
I don't believe this.
Well, uh...Bain.
Miguel Bain.
Let me see. You rolled some cabbie...
...then waited for the right call.
That's genius, man.
Then you got the balls to sit there and bullshit with me.
No way I could have done that. No way.
You stole my contract.
How'd you know of it?
A silenced...
...Ruger .22.
Classic.
You know, I switched...
...when I heard that's what you used.
Oh, uh..
...excuse this.
It was a long shot.
But a good one.
Wasn't it?
Who's your contractor, Miguelito?
Why don't you drive?
We can get acquainted.
Chitchat.
Let's sit.
Okay?
[Automatic window hums]
[Muttering gibberish]
[Rifle clicks]
[Referee's whistle blows]
[Whispering] Drive.
Number 13 looks tired.
BAIN: Maybe she needs a rest.
[Whispering] Drive.
Drive.
BAIN: Drive, drive, drive, drive, drive ,drive ,drive drive, drive, drive....
[Bain giggling]
Protect the innocent.
BAIN: That's weak.
You could've had me at the cemetery but you couldn't shoot the cops.
You are anticuado.
[Glass pops]
[Bain cackling]
I had to try! I mean, who knows? Maybe it wasn't made in America!
[Thud] BAIN: Whoa whoa whoa whoa!
[Sirens screaming]
Ooh.
They look pissed, huh?
RATH: They get that way when you kill 4 of them.
How do you like the cemetery? Huh? Huh?
Rome, 14 B.C.
They killed a general, Flavius, at his brother's funeral.
And you know, I couldn't wait for Branch's brother to die, so I killed him too.
Proud of me, Bobby?
[Rath laughing]
Well, um...ehh...
It was very nice meeting you.
Someday, I'll tell my little nietos about this wonderful encounter.
[Violent shattering]
[Tires screeching]
[Truck horn moans]
[Silenced gunshots]
[Car horns honking]
Shit!
[Bain screaming]
[Loud gunshot, glass shattering]
[Crashing]
[Tires squealing]
[Silenced shot pops]
[Bain grunts]
BAIN: Ah, fuck!
RATH: Who's your contractor, kid?
[Bain grunts and yells]
[Engine revving and accelerating]
BAIN: [Yelling] You blew it!
I am still alive!
[High-pitched cackling]
[Car horn honking]
Not for long.
[Sirens screaming]
[Giggling]
[Tires screeching]
BAIN: Hey!
Wh-Wh-What are you doing?
BAIN: What the hell are you doing?
Watch it! Watch it!
BAIN: You'll get us killed!
Let's go get 'em.
COP 6: 2 Robert 2, is in pursuit of Yellow Cab, 501 .
DISPATCHER: Robert 2 in pursuit. Request backup.
COP 8: 2 Robert 3 responding.
DISPATCHER: All units, at 2 Robert 2, Yellow Cab number 501...
...was reported stolen in the vicinity of the officers' down call.
PILOT: 10-4, Regional Air responding.
DISPATCHER: All units, Regional Air has joined the pursuit.
DISPATCHER: Suspects are to be considered armed and dangerous.
Robert 2, received.
[Sirens blaring]
Turn in here! Turn in here! Turn in here! Turn in here! I know this neighborhood.
BAIN: Come on! Come on hit it!
[Bain cackling]
Don't give any more advice okay?
PILOT: 2 Robert 2, this is Regional Air. We're heading over to the Michigan Viaduct.
COP 6: 2 Robert 2 to all units, maintain your positions, we just got to box him in.
COP 6: Don't you lose this asshole.
PILOT: This is Regional Air. We copy.
BAIN: I studied everything you ever did.
Goddamn it, you were good!
You and the Russian, Nicolai Talinkov.
Tachlinkov.
Yes.
BAIN: You know, they say he's living on some Greek island.
But I say, you were the best!
I say, Nicolai's dead as a clavo, a doornail!
Am I right, Bob?
I heard you guys played chess coded in the New York Times obituaries.
Ten fucking miles of microfilm!
But I found it! I found it!
BAIN: The last game ends before anyone wins!
BAIN: He thought you were his friend.
And now I know, that's how you took him.
You killed him to be number one.
[Cackling]
Psst!
[Whispering] Bishop...
...takes rook pawn.
[Truck horn blares]
[Tires screech]
[Bain grunts]
[Sirens scream]
DISPATCHER: All units, Regional Air has a visual. Repeat. Regional Air has a visual.
Suspect headed east on Sycamore St.
[Propellers pelting]
[Crashing]
[Car horns honking]
DISPATCHER: Regional Air, do you have a visual?
PILOT: We got him! We got him! We got him!
[Tires squeal]
We don't got him.
[Sirens wailing]
[Chopper humming]
RATH: [Whispering] What is he talking about, "Bishop takes rook pawn"?
COMPUTER: [Digital voice] Replay game. Game started May 5, 1980.
15 years, and I still remember this game.
It's like yesterday.
COMPUTER: White pawn to King 4, Red pawn to King 4....
COMPUTER: White Knight to King Bishop 3, Red Knight to Queen Bishop 3....
I hate to admit it, but you were the best.
Yeah, I remember that one.
COMPUTER: White Knight takes Knight. Enter next move.
Let's see what the kid knows.
COMPUTER: Enter next move.
Bishop takes...
...rook pawn.
COMPUTER: D6, H2.
COMPUTER: Check, game in check.
[Rifle clicks]
I'm a mark.
I'm a goddamn mark.
[Background sound of gunshot]
Miguel Bain.
Don't play with me now.
Are you setting me up?
Is this how it went, Nicolai?
RATH: [Whispering] Is this how it went?
That's it. I'm gone.
I--
[Whispering] Where're you going? Where're you going?
RATH: $2 million and I'm out of here.
I'm gone.
Seattle.
Surveillance expert.
Buyers. Right.
[Computer buzzing]
RATH: The mark. Who's the mark?
RATH: [Whispering] Goddamn it.
["Like A Rolling Stone" playing]
[Giggling] Here you go, Pearl.
Here you go.
No, no, no thanks. I won't have any. I'm just going to have some coffee for now.
[Hair dryer humming]
Oh! You know what? I forgot to tell you.
We got our pictures back.
Let's see what we have...here.
This was good. I like this one of you baby, it's your good side.
See? Take a look at that.
That nice? It's not so bad huh?
And you always say you don't look good in pictures.
BOB: That is so ridiculous. You know I do not have time to talk about this right now.
JENNIFER: You never have time to talk about it!
BOB: That is so not true! That is so not true!
BOB: I have time to talk about this but now is not good and you know that.
JENNIFER: Well I wanted to talk about this last night and you didn't want to talk about this last night!
BOB: I had to get my sleep last night!
[Woman singing opera, background]
ELECTRA: Hi, Mrs. Slattery. Whatcha making?
JENNIFER ON TV: Every time we start talking about this we always end up having an argument.
BOB ON TV: Well then why did you bring it up for huh?
Guys...
JENNIFER: I didn't bring it up!
...what are you doing?
BOB ON TV: Don't walk away from me because if you're going to bring this up we're going to have it out okay?
[Pager beeping] BOB ON TV: Now I'm so sick of hearing about what your mother...
You're not helping matters here. You're not.
JENNIFER ON TV: Stop it!
BOB ON TV: You're so concerned about what your mother thinks.
[Whispers] Jesus.
[Jennifer screaming and sobbing]
BOB ON TV: You want to slam doors huh?
[Phone beeps as dialed]
BOB ON TV: Fine I can slam doors too.
ELECTRA: [Whispers] Ah, Jennifer....
WOMAN: Room 115.
I have the disk.
WOMAN: The buyers arrive at noon. Flight 1055.
I'll attempt contact at 12:30 and every 15 minutes after that.
WOMAN: Do you have the hard copy images?
Affirmative. What do I call the principal?
WOMAN: Call him Remy. How'll they know--
ELECTRA: They'll know.
Try and trace that one, baby.
[Jennifer sobbing]
Poor baby.
ATTENDANT: Hi. Welcome to the Marriott. How are you today?
ELECTRA: Here's twenty dollars. Keep the car handy.
Great. Is there anything else I can do for you?
ELECTRA: No thanks, pal.
ATTENDANT: Let me get your ticket here.
ATTENDANT: Can I help you with your bags? ELECTRA: No, I got it.
ATTENDANT: You need your ticket ma'am. Here's your ticket. Great thank you...
[Elevator rings]
Oh I hated that restaurant. What a terrible place.
I didn't like anything about it. All those foreigners. What an aw--
What an awful, awful restaurant.
WOMAN: Please don't make another reservation there.
You can certainly find a better spot.
AUTOMATED VOICE: Fourth floor.
[Elevator rings]
You're welcome, baby. My pleasure.
INTERCOM: Arriving passenger Remy, please go to a white courtesy phone.
INTERCOM: Passenger Remy, please go to a white courtesy phone.
[Jet hissing in distance]
Hello this is Remy.
Are you ready to go shopping on the Home Information Network? Price is $40,000.
Where are you?
Are you ready? Yes or no.
Yes.
The Marriott Hotel my friend. There are pay phones across from the elevators.
You've got 20 minutes, give or take 10 seconds.
[Ambient airport noise]
Cut your hair.
RATH: Taxi!
[Dramatic instrumental beat]
[Elevator rings]
[Phone rings]
Hello.
ELECTRA: Ah good, you're early.
Pick up the Yellow Pages.
Right.
Lonely?
ELECTRA: ln town on business?
Why don't you check out the escorts.
Got it.
It's Room 718. I smell a rat...
...the disk and I are gone.
We simpatico?
Simpatico, yes.
[Elevator rings]
RATH: Hold the elevator, please.
Damn.
RATH: Sorry. MAN: Excuse me.
RATH: lt's okay.
Maintenance.
Operator.
I'd like to report a problem on the 12th floor. Electricity's out.
[Elevator rings]
AUTOMATED VOICE: Fourth floor.
MAN: Pardon me.
The twelfth floor? What room?
I'll go down and check the circuit breakers.
AUTOMATED VOICE: Seventh floor.
BAIN: Excuse me. Sorry.
All right.
I'd like to make a reservation.
Buyers, seller, let's see who booked multiple rooms.
Come out, come out, wherever you are.
[Lock clicks]
718.
[Computer beeps]
ELECTRA: Hey hey, fellas, slow down.
ELECTRA: Relax.
First, I'll need a $10,000 deposit.
That wasn't the arrangement.
Then we have nothing to discuss.
REMY: Hang on. Wait wait wait wait wait wait. Hang on.
REMY: Okay.
ELECTRA: Here's today's menu.
Give me a second...
...I got to put in a disk.
REMY: All right, it's in.
[Computer beeping]
Where do you want the 10 thousand?
[Muffled buzzing and clicking]
ELECTRA: There's a screwdriver on the table. And then you'll find a conveyance.
RATH: Chicago Bulls. Good team. Twenty rooms.
No. No. No.
Here Katz. Two rooms: 718, 542.
Paid in cash. Let's check out the room service.
[Bain humming]
[Toy truck rattling]
BAIN: Hi. MAN: Hi.
[Silenced shots pop]
[Bain humming]
BAIN: Twin 9 millimeters.
RATH: Room 718, nothing. Room 542....
Coffee, coffee, coffee, coffee...
...tuna fish.
RATH: Tuna fish?
Meow.
Here it comes...here it comes...
[Truck buzzes]
Look out, Pearl!
Yes!
Pennies from heaven.
Baby, here you keep this warm for me.
[Pearl meows]
ELECTRA: Okay.
ELECTRA: I'm going to format your disk. Orient it to receive the data.
You getting this, Hans Brinker?
[Fly buzzing]
[Computer beeping]
Interpol.
[Sighing and muttering]
[Phone beeping as dialed]
[Pearl meows]
[Rapid typing on computer]
Nichts.
[Pager beeping]
REMY: Telephone?
BUYER 2: Nein
BUYER 2: [Dutch accent] It come from here.
BUYER 3: Beeper?
BUYER 2: This is not my beeper.
[Door crashes open]
[Multiple silenced shots popping]
[Bain yelling in Spanish]
Interpol.
Hey! What's going on down there?
ELECTRA: Hello? Can you hear me?
Hey. Hans Brinker, Mr. Dutchman, talk to me man. I'm not kidding.
ELECTRA: Hello?
Please complete the transmission.
[Whispering] Who is this?
Who the hell is this?
Please, complete the transmission.
Shit!
[Keys clicking, computer beeping]
No, no, no wait.
Fuck.
Honey...
...I'm going to tear your heart out.
Holy Mary.
Let's get you your case.
Don't do this to me. We gotta go. Come on honey. We gotta go.
Jesus!
Okay Pearl, come on. Please. Please don't do this.
[Breathing heavily]
Pearl, come on.
[Pearl meows]
[Electra gasps]
[Electra yelps]
Don't!
Don't?
Don't what?
Rath...
...is that you?
[Bain chuckling]
Disk.
BAIN: lt's you.
Disk.
BAIN: You tried the move.
Bishop takes rook pawn.
It's a powerful move.
Would have been Nicolai's move. Don't you think?
You got a move for me, Rath?
Huh?
You know, it's like chess.
Is she alive?
BAIN: Did you kill her?
BAIN: Did you kill my mark?
[Chuckling]
Are you there, sweetie?
542.
Is she dead yet, Bobby?
BAIN: I took care of business on my end. How about you?
[Electra shrieks]
[Bain cackles]
BAIN: A woman. It's not the same as killing a man.
You have to pull the trigger a different way.
Is she beautiful, Bobby?
Pull the trigger. Kill her.
[Whispering] Come on. Do it. Do it. Do it.
Come on pull the trigger.
[Electra sobbing]
BAIN: Anticuado.
BAIN: Do it.
Pull the trigger. Kill her. Be professional.
BAIN: Kill her.
[Silenced shots pop, Electra yells]
[Giggling] Ooh, ooh....
It's my beeper.
[People chattering, background]
MAN: Hey!
RATH: Come on.
RATH: Where's your car?
I don't know. I don't remember where I parked it.
ATTENDANT: I got your car right here miss. It's right here.
[Tires screeching]
ATTENDANT: That's all right. I got it.
[Tires screech]
[Laughs]
[Engine roars]
[Digital dialing beeps]
ELECTRA: Who the hell are you?
I'm a government employee.
That's bullshit.
Just drive and watch your speed.
Where we going?
You'll know when we get there. And watch your speed.
[Computer keys clicking]
RATH: Slow down.
I can't, I'm too nervous.
RATH: Slow down.
This other guy, he work for the government too?
It's between you and him, right?
Why don't you just leave me out of it?
We can't.
You're the mark.
[Engine revving, tires squealing]
[Crash]
[Car horns honk]
MAN: Hey take it easy buddy!
[Man groans] MAN: Geez excuse you.
Hey! Hey! My cat!
MAN: What the hell is wrong with you?
[Car horns honking] ELECTRA: My cat!
[Bus rumbles]
[Traffic noise, sirens wail in distance]
Damn!
Oh, yes...
[Door bells jingle]
CLERK: Thank you Heather. Customer: Thanks.
CLERK: Hello! RATH: Hi.
Pearl, oh come out, don't be afraid. What are you doing here? How are you sweetie?
Where's her mama?
I was going to ask you the same thing.
BAIN: Thank you, pussycat.
Cold.
BAIN: Cold.
Hot.
So that's where you live.
BOB ON TV: Jen.
BOB ON TV: I really love you.
BAIN ON TV: I love you, too.
[Electra screams]
Baby!
[Pearl meows]
Oh Pearl.
Pearl.
Where is he?
BAIN: You sick little bitch.
Downstairs.
Do you want to live?
Gotcha.
-Give me the keys to your apartment. -All right.
Meet me at the pet shop.
[Bang of door being kicked]
[Thud]
[Dishes crash]
BAIN: Blank. Shit.
BAIN: Blank.
[Jennifer honks horn]
JENNIFER: Hi! ELECTRA: Jennifer!
ELECTRA: Jennifer, wait!
[Horns honking]
Hey Pal! Come on move it!
[Horns honking]
Bob?
I'm sorry!
Jasmine.
Damn!
[Multiple silenced gunshots]
[Mirror smashes]
BAIN: You're getting slow...
...anticuado.
I'm not the one shooting at mirrors, son.
Just who the hell do you think--
BAIN: Surprise.
[Jennifer gasps]
The disk.
The disk!
[Jennifer sobs in fear]
[Yelling] Hey wait wait wait wait!
[Silenced gunshot, Jennifer breathes heavily]
-I thought I told you to wait. -J--Jennif-- -Shut up! Shut up!
Disk.
[Whispers] Get out.
I beat you to the buyers.
BAIN: Now, I beat you to the mark.
I'm sorry...
...but I think I picked the wrong guy to be my hero. Yep.
[Multiple silenced gunshots]
BAIN: Macho. Macho.
[Breathing heavily] You know...
...today's my birthday.
BAIN: Today I become number one.
And I got a present....
[Angry] Fuck!
Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!
[Multiple shots, glass smashes]
Happy birthday asshole.
[Hissing of gas pipe as it ignites]
Shit!
[Flames roar, glass smashes]
[Sirens blare, horns honk]
RATH: Goddamn animal.
ELECTRA: No look, the girl from downstairs, I saw her coming back to the building.
She's not in her apartment. She could be somewhere in the building. I gotta find her before--
She's dead.
[Sirens wail]
ELECTRA: Come here, Pearl! Come here!
BAIN: Hey...
ELECTRA: Get back here. Come here. Come here.
Hello, Pearl.
Pearl get back here. Come here. Come here girl.
She likes me.
She likes dead fish too.
What do you call yourself?
Robert Rath.
Right.
You can call me Electra.
Are you one of them?
Was.
Retired.
Pardon me if I choose not to believe you.
RATH: Electra I'm telling you...
...if I wanted to kill you...
...I would have done it a long time ago.
Look what mommy did.
What's the matter it's not loaded?
Oh yeah it's loaded...
It's silenced.
And all you have to do is shoot.
I could.
I'd be 500 miles away before anybody found you.
What's that?
[Bain makes purring sound]
[continues purring sound]
[Yelling] Quit it! She doesn't like it!
Hey Pearl. I say she's afraid she might hit you.
Here you go.
[Gunshots, smashing]
You sorry you let me have the gun?
ELECTRA: You think it was a mistake? You think I'm scared?
You don't know shit about me!
-You're wrong. I know exact-- -Shut up!
ELECTRA: Today was supposed to be a really good day.
Payday.
40 grand. I was going to buy Pearl a boyfriend.
And now two people are dead.
ELECTRA: I'm in way over my head mister.
I just want out.
You got the gun. The key's on the dresser.
Go.
Look, I don't have a social security number, I don't have a driver's license.
I can barely remember my real name.
I'm a ghost. I'm nobody.
I'll just disappear.
I found you. So did he. You can't hide.
I just want my life back.
That's all I want.
I'm sorry.
[Silenced gunshots, glass smashing]
RATH: I'll take that.
I need to be alone.
I haven't spent this much time with someone in years.
Neither have I.
Well, the disk....
You'll get it. You'll get it.
[Rath chuckles]
[Mumbling]
Fuck you.
I don't care what you are.
Fuck you!
Then who the hell's Miguel Bain?
Who the hell is Miguel Bain?
Christ.
[Pearl meows, toilet handle clinks]
[Voice of television reporter]
[Pearl meows]
RATH: Hello, Pearl.
ELECTRA: What'd they say about the shooting at the Marriott?
RATH: Nothing.
Well, no, I don't need details, just in general.
-Nothing. -That's impossible.
Not really. Not if....
Not if what?
It's CIA or lnterpol....
What's on this?
Um...
...it's encrypted.
Breaking the code on my laptop could take like, 200 or 300 years.
I thought you said you were a genius?
I am.
ELECTRA: I was the best. If it was stored electronically, it was mine.
Was?
Yeah, I'm retiring too.
Um, I wish I had an insight...
...but it was all anonymous, just an intercepted satellite transmission.
ELECTRA: Probably just industrial secrets.
There's just one bed.
ELECTRA: I guess you picked up on that.
-It's all yours. -You want the couch?
No, thanks.
What's that? Like a trick of the trade so you don't get too comfortable?
Why don't you just tie a string from your toe to the doorknob.
It opens in.
See if it opens in you wouldn't feel it.
No, yeah, I got it. I understand.
[Pearl meows]
Pearl!
[Pearl meows]
[Bain makes tsk-tsk sounds]
Thanks.
For what?
I don't know.
Saving my life, I guess.
How'd you like to make a million dollars?
ELECTRA: Well what do I have to do?
Nothing cheap, I hope.
Well tell me, what is it?
Tell you tomorrow.
Great now I can't sleep.
Be patient.
Well what? Tell me.
Thanks for the chocolate.
ELECTRA: Good night.
ELECTRA: Forget something?
You be careful partner.
[Scattered noise]
INTERCOM: Please keep back away from the doors.
[Passenger sings folk music]
[Tires screech]
INTERCOM: Please keep back away from the doors.
[Computer beeps and dials]
INTERCOM: Please keep back away from the doors.
[Rock song plays on radio]
[Subway roars]
[Car revs and squeals]
[Car horns honk]
I'm right here my friend.
[Horns honking]
[Subway screeches to a halt]
What's going on back there?
ELECTRA: Fine, I'll move!
[Dogs barking]
RATH: I hate that music.
ELECTRA: [Laughing] Come on let's go.
ELECTRA: Got it? ls it all there?
[Static and distortion sounds]
-What're you doing? -Shit!
-Drive! -What?
Drive fast!
RATH: I mean fast!
Now get off this street! Turn!
[Tires screech]
RATH: Stop!
Hit it!
Go!
[Violent explosion]
No money, no disk.
Hey. What's so funny?
Well I wasn't sure if you'd be coming back so this morning I switched the disks
And all they got was a list of file names.
-No, you didn't. -Yes, I did.
And they got bubkes. Zero, zilch...
...zot, nix, nada, dry hump, squirt...
...diddley-squat.
I read a slang dictionary once.
Now you just keep reading.
Contractor tried to kill you buddy.
ELECTRA: And that's not good.
ELECTRA: Here, Pearl. [Pearl meows]
Hey Pearl, I got some caviar for you baby.
Come here! [Pearl meows]
Good girl.
Hey did you know that "caviar" isn't a Russian word?
RATH: lkra. I think the word is ikra.
How'd you know that?
I had a Russian friend, Nicolai. He told me about it.
ELECTRA: Had a friend?
RATH: Yeah.
RATH: About 15 years ago he was taken.
That means he was killed right?
[Gun clicks as loaded]
[Computer beeps]
Yes, I'm still alive you son of a bitch.
RATH: Not this time.
Let's see how valuable he really thinks this is.
Three million?
Four?
RATH: More.
$20 fucking million?
ELECTRA: Jesus.
Where do you suppose this person is right now? Like...
A mile from here?
1,000 miles from here?
Never really thought about it till now.
You quit your job, you're having thoughts you never had before.
Sounds like a mid-life crisis to me.
You're right.
Oh man.
Twenty million dollars. Twenty million dollars.
We're partners right?
That's $10 million a piece.
No it's 8 million. The bank gets 20%.
Man I thought I was a thief.
Do you have a passport?
I have twelve. Where we going?
-Going to the bank. -All right.
[Bain giggles]
[Bain howls]
[Classical guitar plays Spanish tune]
Qué pasa? What happened to the hotel?
CABBIE: They had a fire years ago. And nobody got money to fix it.
-Wait here. -Okay.
ELECTRA: Keep the air on and watch my cat okay?
CABBIE: You got it.
ELECTRA: Hey is that our bank?
That where our money is?
What's up there?
He'll be.
[Crash as floor caves in]
RATH: It's all right. Now hug the wall.
Rath: Hug the wall ELECTRA: Careful.
RATH: Go light. Go light. Go light.
Jesus.
[Gun clicks as loaded]
ELECTRA: Hey.
ELECTRA: You okay?
RATH: Ten o'clock tomorrow morning, I'm going to go in that bank.
He's going to be down there in the plaza somewhere, somewhere in the crowd.
When he sees me go in, he's going to make his move up here.
You're going to be in the cafe over there.
You'll see him when he goes inside.
Then we wait.
And we wait.
And tomorrow is going to be a long day for him.
And he's going to begin to doubt himself. He's going to think he missed me.
He's going to want to see with his own eyes whether I'm still in the bank.
And then it'll be sunset...
...closing time.
He's going to get desperate...
...real desperate...
...but he's going to have to leave his rifle behind...
...on the side.
He's right-handed.
And he won't be able to take a pistol with him because there's metal detectors at the door
and he's going to be very nervous.
And when he's out of sight...
...you come up here and take the rifle.
He'll shoot you before you go into the bank.
No.
He'll wait for the prime shot.
When I come out.
He'll want to see my eyes.
[Gunshot]
[Flapping of birds' wings]
Why're you so sure?
He loves history.
15 years ago...
...in the same room...
...in the same window...
...I was here.
Oh, my God.
Your friend, Nicolai. You said he was taken.
You killed him.
[Classical guitar begins]
MERCHANT: Señor
MERCHANT: Gracias. BAIN: lt's fine.
[Memorial parade singing religious song]
Who is it?
WAITER: Room service.
I didn't order any room service.
ELECTRA: I did.
You should tell me these things.
WAITER: Buenas tardes.
ELECTRA: Hi.
Where would you like me to put the tray?
ELECTRA: Uh...
Oh over here's fine.
Here we go.
So, what's going on outside?
El Dia de los Muertos señora.
The Day of the Dead.
What're the flowers for?
The families, they make a path from their homes to the cemetery...
...with the flower petals...
...so the souls of the dead loved ones can find their way home.
That's nice.
Please, call me anytime for the tray.
-Okay, gracias. -De nada.
Gracias señor.
Sounds great, huh? Can we go?
No, he's here now. I know he is. He's here.
So you and me, we're staying in the hotel. That's it.
The enemy of fun.
I bought you a beer.
ELECTRA: Hey, Pearl. Come here.
[Singing continues]
Electra?
I wish I could explain to you why...
...I killed Nicolai.
At the time it was the right thing to do, but...
...I'm sorry I did it.
But it's something I've had to live with for 15 years.
I used to wish the same thing would happen to me...
...and that would've been my way out.
Permanently.
But not any more.
Not since I met you.
Electra?
[Ceremonial music continues]
-Comprende inglés? -No.
Cerveza. Cerveza.
-Birra! -Birra! Birra!
Ah it's a shame you don't understand English.
I would like to tell you how wonderful this cemetery is. It's gorgeous.
You know, I love cemeteries. I really do. I really do.
One day you are here, the next day you're down there. You know, I put a lot of people down there.
[Laughing] Oh yeah, a lot of people down there. Yeah I did.
[Women giggle]
[All speak Spanish, women speak with a tone of surprise]
[Bell rings]
Jasmine.
[Electra gasps]
Jasmine.
[Laughing]
lt's all over the place.
Excuse me, excuse me.
[Silenced gunshot]
[Gun clicks as loaded]
I just killed your brother.
[Pearl Meows]
ELECTRA: Come here Pearl.
[Pearl Meows]
"Contract has been paid...
"...transferred to the specified account."
And her disk?
Mm-hmm.
"You'll be advised. Good-bye, Robert."
Good-bye.
-Let's get ready. -Okay.
Don't lose this.
What's that? Two-way?
-Oh man, they saw you coming. This is a piece of junk. Why didn't you let me know? - Listen.
You tell me when he leaves the hotel, I'll tell you when he leaves the bank. And we're outta here.
-What's this for? -Just in case.
Uh no. I uh, I can't shoot anybody.
I can't do that.
You almost shot me.
I was aiming at the lamp.
Well you got to aim at him.
You remember when you were a kid? You ever play cowboys and lndians?
-Yeah Sure. Everybody did. -Mm-hmm, which one were you?
An lndian.
-I was always an lndian. -Always the lndian.
Well you just pretend he's a cowboy...
...and pull the trigger.
Then pretend he gets up after that.
But you've got to pull the trigger.
You've got to.
I never depended on anyone in my life.
But I'm depending on you.
[Ambient street noise]
I don't see him.
ELECTRA: I'm looking all the way around the square.
RATH: I'm in the bank.
WOMAN: Buenos días. RATH: Buenos días.
RATH: Where do I go for transfers?
Oh, my God!
He's here.
ELECTRA: He's heading towards the hotel.
He's almost at the door.
Oh my god. Okay, he's almost to it... Yeah, yeah, yeah!
He's going in. He's going in. He's going in.
That's what we want Electra. Relax, try the decaf.
ELECTRA: He must be upstairs now. So what do you want? Should I stay here? Do you want me to go now?
No. Stay? We'll wait, wait. I'll just wait.
It's hot out here.
ELECTRA: Goddamn, it's hot.
RATH: Believe me I'd rather be out there than in here.
CLERK: May I help you sir? RATH: Hi.
RATH: I'm expecting a transfer. Here's the number.
CLERK 2: Señor.
CLERK 2: We have received your transfer.
I'd like to close the account. Would you get the paperwork ready?
-Today? -Mm-hmm.
You wish to close your account today?
Right now. Today.
-How would you like the funds? -American currency.
Would you please step right over there. I'll be right back.
No problem.
[Trigger clicks]
Mr. Rath?
You're aware, Señor, that there may be a withdrawal fee.
Yes, I am.
This will take some time.
I've got all day.
Please, take care of him.
CLERK 2: Please, follow me right this way sir.
CLERK 2: You may sit right over here.
Just relax. We'll get you some coffee.
What the fuck are you doing in there?
Fuck!
[Bain breathes heavily]
RATH: Talk to me.
ELECTRA: Well, no sign of him. He's just sitting up there, same as us.
RATH: No, I mean talk to me. Tell me some of that weird stuff you know.
ELECTRA: Tell you weird stuff. Huh.
ELECTRA: Uh ok. Like what?
RATH: Tell me a joke. ELECTRA: Oh, well...um.
May I?
Oh sure.
ELECTRA: Hmm....hmm. RATH: Tell me something to get my mind off this. Tell me a story.
All right.
I'm not getting paid for this but here goes.
RATH: Come on be generous.
All right once upon a time...
...there was this little sparrow...
...who, while flying south for the winter, froze solid...
ELECTRA: ...and fell to the ground.
To make matters worse, a cow crapped on him.
But the manure was all warm and it defrosted him.
So, there he is, he's warm and he's happy to be alive and he starts to sing.
And a hungry cat comes along...
...and he clears off the manure and he looks at the little bird and then he eats him.
ELECTRA: The moral of the story is this:
Everyone who craps on you is not necessarily your enemy...
...and everyone who gets you out of crap...
ELECTRA: ...is not necessarily your friend.
And if you're warm and happy...
...no matter where you are, you should just keep your big mouth shut.
[Rath giggles]
You like that huh?
ELECTRA: But Rath, listen. I think I'm running out of stories here.
RATH: Seriously keep your eye on that building.
RATH: I know he's got to be getting very impatient.
He has to make his move very soon.
And Electra?
Thanks for the stories.
[Bain mumbles in Spanish]
Sorry I've been taking up the table. Here.
Okay, thank you. Thank you.
BAIN: Fuck!
[Bain gasps and mutters]
[Yelling] Fuck! Shit! Motherfucker!
Fuck! Shit!
BANK PRESIDENT: Señor.
BANK PRESIDENT: We have deducted our fee and are making a second count.
Funds will be available in one half hour.
BANK PRESIDENT: I hope you are comfortable.
[Shallow gasps] No, no...no.
Oh, my God. He's coming.
ELECTRA: He's coming out of the hotel.
Damn he waited four minutes longer than I did.
ELECTRA: There he is. He's coming.
Go.
Go. Okay!
CLERK 2: Señor.
-I have your property. -Be right there.
Where are you?
I'm here. I'm in room 303.
[Bird squawks]
The rifle should be on the right side.
If so, the gun is going to be right here.
It's not here.
Electra what's happening?
It's not here.
Listen to me.
Get out now.
Damn it.
Forget the rifle, and get out.
RATH: Electra have you left?
Oh, Jesus, Mary, and Joseph...
Found it! I see it!
It's a damn hot day, isn't it?
Scorcher.
ELECTRA: I got it.
ELECTRA: Got it.
Tell me something...
...how did you know?
I mean, who the hell taught you?
History.
Nicolai.
15 years ago I walked into this bank just like you are now.
That makes you good...
...because I was the best.
But now you feel like a mark don't you?
You think you were sold out.
You don't know who to trust.
And you, anticuado?
Who can you trust?
BAIN: No one.
BAIN: You're alone. Same as me.
[Electra yells]
ELECTRA: I don't--
I don't have it!
I don't have the gun!
[Crash of floor caving in]
Why the sunglasses, kid?
You afraid to let me see your eyes?
Just between you and me...
...I'm nervous.
Whooo...
I have $16 million in there.
BAIN: Mmm...
This is where you and I can change history.
Our history.
I'm willing to give it to you...
...if you'll let me walk.
But...
...you won't do that will you.
No.
BAIN: No, no [laughs]
Excuse me, but uh...
...you are...
...pathetic.
You sound like a mark.
BAIN: What happened to you man?
Nothing. I just know where you're going.
I tell you...
...that night in the taxi...
...I thought I was the lucky one just to be alive.
BAIN: Now...
...I think differently.
You were the lucky one.
I'm a very, very lucky man.
No more chitchat.
Good luck.
Electra where are you? Electra talk to me.
Electra: Rath...
...can you hear me?
ELECTRA: Rath can you hear me?
Fuck.
Everything is in order señor. Please, come with me.
[Electra screams]
BANK PRESIDENT: This is awkward. It's not really my affair...
...but I was told you would give us something in return.
I'm fucked. I'm fucked, I'm fucked, I'm fucked.
Okay.
Now...
...we are closed señor.
BAIN: Come on...come on...
BAIN: Step outside...
BAIN: ...Rath.
Step outside...
...and I'll set you free.
CLERK 2: Excuse me, sir, would you please sign this receipt?
BAIN: Come on [Spanish]
BAIN: I got the sword...
...right here.
There is no shame.
Fuck.
BAIN: You won't feel a thing.
Well...
...thank you for your business sir.
You're welcome.
Here he is.
BAIN: Here he is.
Thank you señor.
Electra we got it.
We did it. We're in.
BAIN: Come on.
Come on.
BAIN: Step outside.
We're in.
RATH: You there?
RATH: Electra where are you?
You there?
Yeah...
Can you hear me?
Look up.
BAIN: I want to see your eyes, motherfucker.
BAIN: Look up.
Jasmine?
Howdy.
[Silenced gunshot, Bain groans]
[Wings flutter]
[Multiple gunshots]
[Thud, Bain screams]
[More silenced gunshots]
[Electra gasping]
RATH: Electra!
ELECTRA: [Yelling] Yes.
RATH: You have something that belongs to me.
I need it now.
Shit!
BAIN: I got something for you here!
[Rapid gunfire, Rath gasps]
ELECTRA: What the fuck do I do with this?
BAIN: Two against one!
Is that your edge, Rath?
BAIN: Huh?
You didn't take the mark! You took the bribe!
[Multiple silenced gunshots] BAIN: Run! Run! Run! Run! Run!
BAIN: [Yelling] Don't worry!
Don't worry! I'll take her! I'll take her!
He's serious, Rath!
Even the odds!
BAIN: Are you scared, honey?
I'm going to find you!
[Electra screams]
BAIN: I told you. I was going to tear your heart out!
And I will!
I will!
I promise you that!
[Wings flutter]
[Silence]
Duck! [Electra gasps]
[Rath shouts in pain]
Shit!
[Thunderous smashing and crashing]
[More crashing]
RATH: Wait here.
Electra I told you to stay up there!
ELECTRA: I'm not going to stay up there all by myself.
RATH: Electra this is--
ELECTRA: Part of the floor could give way...
RATH: You should have been--
ELECTRA: ...or something like that.
RATH: Goddamn it, why can't I just--
[Silenced gunshot]
MALE VOICE: Don't move.
Throw it away.
Throw it away!
That was no way to talk to a lady.
No!
Nicolai.
It's been a long time my friend.
The years have been good to you Robert.
Miguelito?
Never pictured him so young. A shame.
Second best, after all.
He killed you...
ELECTRA: ...15 years ago. He killed you.
Yes, he did.
ELECTRA: I don't understand.
Walking out of that bank was the worst moment of my life.
He always went for the heart.
Predictable.
RATH: 15 years.
For 15 goddamn years...
...you let me think I'd killed you.
Son of a bitch.
You're forgetting you shot me. You son of a bitch.
RATH: Why?
Why did you set me up?
The Cold War was ending.
I needed to die...
...to leave no past behind.
You delivered me.
You must be the mark?
You must be the contractor.
I'm disappointed Robert. You were supposed to have killed her.
NICOLAl: You're a thief.
A good one.
I'm retired.
NICOLAl: You were so good.
I had to use both my best to track you down.
So there's something on that disk that would bring you back to life?
NICOLAl: Enough information to expose us all.
NICOLAl: Especially me.
Why can't you two just kiss and make up huh?
NICOLAl: This is sad for me, Robert.
Sentimental, but...
...I did not want to find you alive.
NICOLAl: First things first.
[Multiple silenced gunshots]
Jesus don't do this.
She's right. [chuckles]
RATH: She always right.
-Female intuition. -Yeah.
Where are you going Miguelito?
BAIN: To finish something...
...you didn't finish years ago.
And what's that?
[Silenced gunshot]
Just to make sure.
Take it.
Are you going to kill me now?
RATH: I never wanted to kill you in the first place.
BAIN: Come on.
BAIN: Help me up.
Will you?
Don't even breathe hard.
You want to die Miguelito?
Help me up. Come on.
Ow! Ah!
Thank you.
So...
Now what?
I'm finished kid.
What do you mean finished?
The history stops here.
No more.
I'm gone.
I quit.
That would make me number one.
Number one.
Now...
...I can live with that...
...can you?
BAIN: Absolutamente, compañero.
Then live with it, Miguel.
Live with it.
BAIN: It was very nice meeting you...
...Robert Rath.
It was very dangerous meeting you, Miguel Bain.
[Bain giggles]
BAIN: You know...
...as long as you are out there...
...I'll never be number one.
BAIN: So.
BAIN: Want to say good-bye...
...Bobby.
BAIN: Huh?
No.
ELECTRA: No good-byes.
Good-bye, Miguel.
[Silenced gunshots]
Thank you.
Wait a minute.
ELECTRA: I think you'd better keep the disk, Robert.
RATH: Joseph. My real name is Joseph.
ELECTRA: Oh yeah? I'm Anna. Nice to meet you, Joseph.
ELECTRA: So, Joseph, let's go get Pearl a boyfriend.
RATH: Sure. And after that, if you don't mind, I'd like to go to the hospital.
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[Like A Rolling Stone by Bob Dylan playing]
Once upon a time you dressed so fine You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn’t you?
People’d call, say, “Beware doll, you’re bound to fall” You thought they were just a, kiddin’ you
You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hangin’ out
And now you don't walk so proud Now you don't talk so loud
About having to be scrounging Your next meal
How does it feel How does it feel
To be on your own With no direction home
A complete unknown Just like a rolling stone?
You went to the finest schools all right, Miss Lonely But you know you only used to get - Juiced in it
Nobody taught you how to Live out on the street But now you are gonna have to get - Used to it
You said you'd never compromise With the mystery tramp, but now you realize That he's not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes And say: "Do you want to make a deal?"
How does it feel How does it feel
To be on your own With no direction home
Like a complete unknown Just like a rolling stone?
How does it feel How does it feel
To be on your own With no direction home
A complete unknown Just like a rolling stone?