- Hi. - Hi.
How many?
Two.
Listen... Uhmm..
I wanted to get a safe deposit-box. Can you do that for me?
Okay..You're box will be available anytime from an hour after the opening,
till two-thirty before we are closed.
- And this is your key. - Thank you..
Oh... Also, If you open a check-in account,
we'll give you 5% of the box along with free overdrive protection.
Ooh, here I was hoping for a free toaster?
Why would a bank give up free toasters?
Hello Ma...
- I'm ordering you a french toast. - No, Thank You.
Our very patient waitress Maggie, at least that's on her name tag.
If I don't order at this point, it's just rude.
- I can come back. - It's okay.
You know what.. I'm making an executive decision. Pancakes.
- Okay. - No pancakes. I don't like pancakes.
What are you, a communist?
My friend will get pancakes and fried egg and I'll take the half, with side of salad okay.
Listen, if you order me eggs and pancakes.. I'm gonna kick your behind.
But, you gotta eat breakfast. That's the most important meal of the day.
Uh, Ma'm..ignore everything he said, okay? Don't, don't...
bring me any eggs and pancakes. Just bring me some coffee and...
...bring him a couple of eggs. - I don't want eggs. I want hash.
You know, put a couple of eggs on it. And give him some rye toast too.
No rye toast too. We've had enough rye toast.
- And a pancake. - No pancakes.
- Maybe, those silver dollar one. - No silver dollar.
No pancakes, no silver dollar, no rye toast. I like pumpernickel.
I do have pumpernickel.
Pumpernickel toast.
- Thank you. Wait, one more thing... - Yeah?
That's for you. You take that with you, till we see each other.
In case you miss me too much, okay?
- Why did you do that? - What?
Wink at the waitresses like that.
- Waitresses like me. - Nobody likes you.
- So? - What've you got?
So, it is a sleepy bank.
I told you.
That is a lot of donuts.
I'll be right back with the hash.
Maggie, your hot home-made donuts. They any good?
- Best in the three county. - I tell you what you'd do..
You bring us, three of those bad boys. Put 'em in a to go box for us. Alright?
- Alright. - Thank you.
Alright, time to make the move.
- I'll go shake the weasel. - Shake the weasel.
Good morning, Sir. How are you? Hi, Maggie.
I'm very sorry about my friend. He was kicked in the head as a child.
- He's really not that bad. - No, he is.
What's going on?
Okay. I'm just gonna have you all exit the building. It might be a false alarm. But, do it safely..
Thank you.
Is everybody out?
- Hey Maggie, just gonna grab my friend. - Okay.
And I'll pay our bill.
- We should go. - Is that all you're gonna leave for a tip?
15%. We leave 15%.
- No, you gota leave at least 30. - No, you don't. 15% is standard.
My Maggie is about to be out of a job. Man..Don't be cheap.
- Okay. There's five and that's seven. - There you go.
- What? No you didn't. - Yes, I did.
Alright, say it. 'Never rob a bank across a diner that's the best in three county'.
That's correct.
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- Bobby. - Papi's down at the stables.
- Why don't you get something to eat. - I'm not hungry.
- Sure, you are. - I wanna come with you.
Hey, Listen. We are here to do business. Diplomatic.
- I can be diplomatic. - You can be hungry too, right?
- Bobby.
Wait here, okay?
- Somebody sitting here? - Only Lutoro.
- Move your feet, you loose your seat. Right? - Lose your head too.
- So, where's Lutoro? - Right there.
- Here? - Here.
Let's play dominoes.
- Papi is ready. - Yes.
Papi Greco!
" I Know a guy " Bobby.
That's correct.
Quick! An Austrian, a tank in '63 Pelican Railroad(??)
Make it a '64.
My side of the border.
"I Know a guy".
What did I tell you?
He never says "no", never says "maybe."
never says, I'll see what I can do.
- Nice bull. - I hope it's good breeder.
That's a shame, about Lotoro.
Julio caught him 'skimming'.
Ahh, don't sound like Lutoro.
- Is that for me? - That's correct.
Everybody skims a little cream. That's human nature.
Just cos it's human, Don't mean you let it go.
- Nice lines. Good color. - That's Right.
"He Knows a guy".
What you got for me?
Cash.
Cash?
You're suppose to give me a 100,000 the deal. Why don't you give me 100,000 worth of cocaine
Where's the cocaine?
My buyer wants cocaine.
So, let him buy cocaine.
That's what he is trying to do. He's trying to buy cocaine.
I told him, I knew a guy and therefore I come to you.
You are the guy I know. That's why I told him.
So, take back the passports.
After Lutoro, we're not taking on any new customers.
No disrespect, but I ain't no new customer. You've been dealing with me for a long time.
Keep the passports.
Keep the money too.
When you're ready to give me the product.. You give me the product.
Till then, you owe me.
Not very sporting, man.
At least give the chickens a chance to shoot back.
Hey man, I'm just kidding. For killing defenseless animal,
I'm gonna honour their sacrifice by grilling em into some tasty barbecue.
What I'm not gonna do, It's torture. It's a proof I can't hit anything farther way then my own pecker.
Your Quart is a real junkyard thug.
Cowboy! You, the pretty one!
Have you ever heard the expression: "You got a face, only a mother can love"?
That don't apply to you.
You' re Uglier than the devil's asshole itself.
- What are you doing? - They are torturing chickens, man.
- What are you eating? - Chicken. But..it's not the same thing, okay.
See that bag over there, by the table?
- Above the table near the potato salad? - Yeah, the bowling bag. What about it?
Well, Lutoro's head is in that bag.
- Bullshit. - Yeah.
That's fucked up man. I'm outta here.
Go. Come on, let's go.
Say it in English, you dumb fuck!
Suck my Chicken.
That's funny coming from you, you fat boy. You ain't seen your pecker since you were a baby.
Just cos you put your finger in your belly button brown shit don't mean it's your asshole.
- What did you say? - Don't worry about it man.
Dig them up and make some damn barbecue.
Bye chicken.
- Did you just winked at him? - I did wink at him. Cos he's my bitch now.
- That's good shooting. - Gracias.
You know, Lutoro did nothing to nobody man.
We should rip Papi's stash at Tres Cruces.
You know, Papi's guys deliver briefcases full of money to Tres Cruses
every two weeks.
That's gotta add up to two or like three million at least.
If Papi even knew we were talking about ripping him and Tres Cruses. It would be our heads in that bag.
Next to the potato salad.
No way. Our two heads will never fit a bag that small.
C'mon man, let's hit the bank. Lutoro was your friend. He's my friend.
- So... - What If it was me?
What if it's my head 'Papi' ran through a saw mill, You wouldn't come after him?
- No. - You wouldn't kill him?
- No. - Shit man, if he did that to you, I'll kill him.
You know why I'd kill him? Because you're my people and there's a 'code'.
There's no code for us, you do what you gotta do.
Whatever it takes.
And second?
Right..we are not people cos you, you don't have people.
- That's correct.
Purpose for your visit to Mexico?
- Quail hunting.
My aunt in Tuba City had heart attack, so, we cut our trip short.
- Tuba City? - It's near Odessa.
Nice place?
It's a Hell hole but she's my favorite aunt.
Border patrolsDon't move! Let me see your hands!
- Tell us about your trip. - Lawyer!
- What's the big deal? - Lawyer!
You were down in Sonora, weren't you?
You don't think Agent Jessup and D.E.A know about you and Papi Greco?
- Lawyer! Lawyer!
- We know you were at his ranch. - I know I need a lawyer.
- Tell Agent Reese about Papi Greco. - Who?
Papi Greco.
Who's that, a mexican Santa Claus or something?
C'mon Mr. Stigman. I think it's in your best interest to cooperate.
Stop playing the stupid card, alright?
Well Ma'm, it's my intent to cooperate with whatever you need.
As an American, I know you're just doing your job.
But sometimes, innocent folks like me get caught in the system.
It's like the Airlines, they don't loose your luggage on purpose, right?
But everybody takes it damn so personal.
Come on, Mr. Stigman. So, you wanna play games?
What do you have in mind?
- Do you wanna help yourself? - Yes.
Do I have to do it, in front of him?
Alright, we are done here.
- You're gonna leave? - Oh yes.
I can't concentrate long with her, man.
Five border agents are ripping your car as we speak.
They ain't gonna find anything.
Where did you hide cocaine?
- Can they hear us? - No.
- Can they see us? - No.
Okay.
There was no cocaine.
- You had a deal in place, right? - 500 passports in return for cocaine.
Hi, Bobby.
- How're you doing, Deb? - Good.
Man, your boy Stig is a piece of work.
He winked at you, didn't he?
- How did you know? - Bobby didn't get the cocaine.
What? What happened?
Papi offered me cash, I told him 'no'.
I told him to keep the passports. So...
Eventually, he's gotta come up with the cocaine.
What about this guy, you said you could flip, Loturro?
I got him. It's real close.
I do not know who you are, anymore.
It's like, it's like you're out on this limp.
And you've been out there, way too long.
- And you're saying that, to say what?
- I don't like going to the funerals of my own man. - Well then, don't come, boss. Don't come.
Okay?
I've spent the last three years of life crawling through a Mexican sewer,
trying work my way up the line, to get next to Papi Greco.
You can't take me off, this now.
- Jessup he's close. - You can't take me off this now, not now.
I know.
Not now.
Two weeks.
If you don't flip Lutoro by then, I'll pull you out.
We are done.
You think Jessup knows about us?
What us? You don't do 'us', remember?
- Oh, I remember.
Besides, I am dating.
Right, right..right.
You're dating, uhh.. Your imaginary boyfriend, Harvey.
He is not my boyfriend, and his name is not Harvey.
I like Harvey. It has nice ring to it, 'Harvey'.
- You don't get to be jealous anymore, Bobby. - Harvey??
- You pushed me away. - So you could be with Harvey.
Fuck you.
Lutoro is dead.
You told Jessup, you were close to flipping him.
I was.
But when I got down to the ranch, Papi's boys were throwing his head around in a bag.
That's game then.
- With Lutoro off the board, Jessup is pulling you out.
Not if you don't tell him.
I am your Control, Bobby. I have to tell him.
That's why, I need you to let me rob Tres Cruces Savings and Loans.
You wanna rob a bank?
No. Stig wants to rob a bank. It's his idea.
So, there's no entrapment.
What I want is access to that money that Papi's got in that safe deposit boxes.
You know, no judge is gonna give you a blanket warrant for the boxes.
Well, I don't need a warrant. Not if the money is an evidence in a crime.
We just trace it back to ownership,
we gotPapi on tax evasion and possible RICO.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
- And What about the Stig? - What about him?
He is a side dish.
You bust him in front of the bank, He does his smooth 20 years in the penitentiary.
You get a medal...
Bank gets us Papi.
And that's all that matters, right?
It takes whatever it takes, baby.
- Did you ever really loved me? - I really meant to love you.
- You don't have to knock, you know. It's always open. - Yeah, good!
- Let's hit the bank. - Let's hit the bank.
- Tres Cruces? - That's correct.
Oh shit!
Here I am, still spining about how we'd yank a line on the border.
So, you in or are you out?
I'm in, yeah. Just...
with what just happened before?
I mean, they were 100% convinced we were holding.
And we would have. If Papi had offered us that coke.
- So, you're saying that, to say what?
- I'm saying it's cos you're hearing it. - No. You are saying something.
After you saying it. I'm hearing it. Cos you're saying it.
What are you saying? Let it be said.
- I think you're fucking playing me. - Oh, you wanna be a player?
I've been hitching with you 10 months but after this, I think you are playing me.
- I gotcha. - No, you didn't.
Yeah, the corner of your eye was twitching.
- The corner? - Yeah.
- That wasn't a twitch, that was a wink.
- That's my move.
That's Papi's chubby little kid. Right there.
Feed that motherfucking Quesadillas..
- Oh my God! - She's chubby too.
In all the right places, How does an old fat ugly fuck, get girl like that?
Money.
Alright, here we go.
Same thing every two weeks.
Papi flys over the border with briefcase full of cash.
Spends a week with his mistress.
Ferret Nose Julio drives out to the Tres Cruces Savings and Loans.
- Okay, he's got like 3 millions in the bank huh. - Easy.
- Money, money, money, money. - Oh yeah.
Why don't you hit the diner and check out the donuts?
I'm kinda mourning to tell you the truth.
You never heard the saying: "Never rob a bank across from the diner that has the best donuts in three countys"
- That's not a saying! - Yes, it is.
- No, it's not. I get what you're saying.. - Never heard of it.
Make the move.
Bad D.E.A agent.
- Am I bad? - Yes, you are.
Stig decided to make the move, at three O'clock.
Stig decided?
I'm glad though, with or without me he is going in.
Well, I still wanna talk to Jessup.
Stig doesn't know that.
- You ain't gonna give me a chance are you? - I giving you.
There's no other options that's with a way to protect you.
Just have the troops meet me outside the bank, at 3:05 when I come out.
- 03:05. - And don't shoot me.
We'll see.
License and registration, cowboy.
That's cute.
- What's up, Teemo? - What's up bro?
Got you a turkey burger with special sauce.
- The Man wants to see you. - Yes, sir.
So, half a mile from home.
Bobby all wind up and ready to go, sir.
Ordinance you requested.
Do you know, Admiral's proud of you've done. You going out on a limb.
If the bank goes right tomorrow... Says you can come in from the cold...
- and rejoin up your brothers. - Great!
I just wanna put the uniform back on, sir.
I mean, I didn't join the navy to commit felony and hang out with drug dealers, you know?
Even if you're damn good at it.
I do what I do for the navy, sir.
Let's hope all is welll on Admiral's plan. We get the three million in the bank.
We run across border Ops and pops and all the other cartels.
So tomorrow, clean and precise, tick all the boxes.
Nothing left undone, you got it?
Yes, sir.
Let's go.
Hey, Nice jacket.
Hey, tell Your mother to move out of my house, at some point man.
Who you want. Clown or Frankie?
Frankie.
So, what did you do with the 22?
Trade it to Mc Grut for an expresso machine.
Bobby -You're gonna need special bean for that, right?
Now you're gonna reach for your firearm. Do it real slow.
Any other people in the building?
- What the hell is this? - A bank robbery. Only instead of robbing the bank,
and letting you chase after us, we decided to come after you, first.
Let's go.
Alright, give me your gun Everybody sit down, everybody sit down on the floor.
You ladies behind the counter, Keep your hands visible and don't sound the alarm, okay.
It's alright girls. Just give him the drawers cash.
- Did we asked for the drawers cash? - Come on. Come on..Sit..sit down!
Look, I'm trying to be polite, alright?
Just sit tight and this will be over soon.
Open the gate.
- I don't have the key. - What did you say?
- Easy. - If you lie to me again,
this is gonna be more than a fucking problem.
Get on the floor!
Gunner, I'm going in.
Hey, It's Okay. It's okay.
Okay, there you go.
Showtime! Fire in the hole!!
Holy shit!
Hey, Frankie... something's not right. They are all stuffed with money.
- I thought you said, there'll only be one or two.
Every single of 'em.
I'm at 32 and counting.
There's way more than 3 million. And there is still a lot more here.
Alright, we'll take em all. We will figure it out later.
- Go ahead. I'll get the rest. - Alright.
Listen..
There maybe gunfire outside, okay? So, if hits...
you get everybody behind the counters.
This is for the jail across the street. You let the cops out.
That's a hell of a lot more than 3 million dollars.
How much do you figure?
We couldn't be most lucky sons of bitch on face of the earth, could we?
- You feel lucky? - No, I don't.
This can't be Papi's money.
I mean, money like this... people's gonna chase us off the
end of earth for money like this.
I hate to tell you this, Stig.
But I got more bad news...
Take that hand away nice and slow Bobby.
Okay.
Put the gun down, Stig.
- You know, I really like you, right? - I like you too.
- No, you don't. - Yes, I do.
No, you don't, nobody likes me.. And I am okay with that.
I do. I like you more than most.
You're not just saying, cos I got a gun pointing to you?
Alright, just put the gun down.
Shit.
I'm sorry, man.
Why did you do that for?
- Shit man, I had to. - No, you didn't.
It's just a little flesh wound, okay. You're gonna be alright. Drink the water and you'll be up...
What is that?
In your hand.. Is that a badge in your hand?
Tell me, you're a 'no good, two timing son of a bitch'.
- Two timing? You shot me. - Tell me.
D.E.A
Hey, wait a minute. Wait a minute.. Hang on.
Nah, you wait a minute.
Stig.
Hey?
The United States-is the greatest country in the world.
Cos, we accept that a man is at his core..
Greedy..
Selfish...
and cowardice.
I had no choice. They took my key.
I would never willingly open the vault.
Keep your hands on the desk please.
In America, we light everybody up.
Say, " You're on your own".
Grab all you can grab.
I'm innocent.
Nobody is innocent, Fred.
There is just the guilty..
Ignorent..
And the unlucky.
Did you take our money?
You fellas look like you are waiting for a bus.
You guys let us know, when you're done.
Oh, I am done. Thank you for the courtesy.
Who is that guy?
You heard of the hidden hand of God? That guy is the son of a bitch.
Call the D.D.O and get a list of everybody who knew we had money in this bank.
You two realise that sun glasses makes you look like an assholes.
Excuse me? When did that diner burn?
Yesterday.
I want interviews with the wait staffs and every customers in the place.
That was just a grease fire.
Did I ask your opinion, Gomer?
You ever hear of the saying:
' Never rob a bank across from the diner
With the best donuts in three countys'?
That diner fire is a Coincidence,
It's only cos, we ain't looking hard enough.
That is an impressive amount of green bags.
42 million and 125 hundred thousands of them, sir.
Recount it, pack it up. We'll stow it away at Corpus.
It was my impression was to come out of that bank
with 3 million at most, Sir.
Whose money was it?
Bad men unworthy of it.
Did you know, Bobby Bean was a D.E.A?
No, I didn't.
No offese Sir, But we really need to work
on your surprise face.
Well, if he was D.E.A.. And he helped you rob a bank,
Which means, he is dirty. And for that, I have no mercy.
- Where did you leave him? - In the desert.
- Is he dead? - More than likely.
- More than likely?
You wanna tell me what that means?
You know, the whole point of you working with Bobby Bean's
to kill him off and create a cut out. So, the Ops couldn't be trace back at us.
My cover is solid, there is no way of tracing...
My cover is solid, And there is no way it will trace back, Sir!
That's a call made above your pay grade.
Yes, sir.
Assign two of the boys to tow the money back to the naval base.
The rest will come with us, to check on the body of Mr. Beans.
Stigman, you're coming with me.
- Hey there, buddy. - Hey.
- You 'habla'? - Yeah, yeah.
- I 'habla'. - Okay, that's good.
We don't trust him, until we see his paper.
If he's got his papers, I'll see his papers. You got papers right?
No. No, I got no papers.
Um, that's gonna be a problem.
See, Slim Jay and Me, kinda assign ourselves to protection here,
on this strech of the border.
Officially. Unofficially...
So, we really gotta see the papers.
No. Well, oh yeah. I do have...
'Salaam Waleikum'
and uh, let me have your gun.
Give it to me.
Gracias.
You know how to pray?
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Hey, mo. How are we doing boys? Any sign of Bobby Beans?
We checked all the walls till south east..
No sign of a body.
Alright.
Well, Stig. You've put us in quite a hole.
I don't see it that way, Sir.
All that pride that I had in you.
That loyalty?
- You just tossed it to the wind. - Yes, I'm sorry sir.
God damn it.
C'mon, let's flush him out!
Where are you going, Stigman?
Doesn't matter if you run.
Your jacket is wired, with you AWOL
after stabbing an MP.
If you talk to anyone, they are just gonna hand you over right back over to me.
You alright?
- Yeah. - Than, get your ass up!
Toss the gun.
Move.
Come on, C'mon!
Damn it!
Jesus, what am I suppose to do with this?
Come on..
I'm a Vet, Not a trauma surgeon.
I can't help you with this, man. You gotta go.
Go where?
You just need to leave, I can't do anything.
Okay, you remember just a couple of months ago you offered to sell me,
500 hits of Catamine?
Yeah, you said you aren't interested.
Right.
Cos, I'm a D.E.A agent.
If you don't fix me up..
I'm gonna go to the D.A
I'm gonna tell them, that you like cruising Tori Amos concerts;
selling special K.. To weapy college girls.
There's no way, you are a cop.
- Yeah? - No.
- Are you sure? - I'm positive.
You have the right to remain silent,
and the right to have a lawyer, present during questioning.
- Do I need to keep going? - No, I'm good. You are a cop.
- Okay. - Okay.
Nice shirt.
Thanks, It's JC Penney's.
- Yeah? - Yes.
Alright, hold on one second.
- Welcome to the Camerio. - Thank you.
Hey.
- Jesus Christ! - You are late.
What the hell happened?
Excuse us.
- We robbed the bank. What happend to you? - I was there..
With other 6 agents at 3:05
- you were late.
- You went early.
Stig shot me.
He shot me in the shoulder.
We gotta get you to the hospital.
What, and interrupt your rendevous with Harvey? I don't think so.
This is what we need to do.
We need to find Stig, we need to find the money.
Alright, listen..
Let me go upstairs and make my excuses. And then, we'll find Stig together, Okay?
Let's do this. Lets do this...
Why don't you re-check Stig's background.
Maybe, there's something that we missed, alright?
I'm going to Stig's apartment. See what I can find out.
- Alright? - Okay.
Tell Harvey, I sai "Hi".
Who did you patched up?
What are you talking about?
- What am I talking about?
Well, there's a dune buggy parked out back, that was...
stolen by a man with a bullet hole in him.
Now, before he had a bullet hole in him;
He burned down a diner and robbed a bank.
I..i don't know anything about that, so?
Okay.
- Okay? - Fair enough.
Say, let me ask you something...
You ever played Russian Roulette?
Of course not... what am I thinking...!
The thing is... most people,
they put the gun to the temple.
And that's what.. That's just stupid.
...What if?
The bullet's in the first chamber,
you blow a man's head off before he has the chance to tell you what you wanna know.
No, no no. C'mon man.
Case in point.
Stig?
Pick up, Bobby.
What the fuck are you doing here, Bobby?
What are you ducking for, man?
You know, I set you up right?
They told me all about you.
Tough cat, knows everybody. Doesn't have people.
That guy, shit.. That guy is a perfect cut out.
I mean, he takes a bullet, who's gonna care, right?
Pick up the phone.
Pick up the damn phone, Bobby.
- You got anything to say? - First question..
If you are D.E.A and you are clean,
why are you here alone?
Where's your back-up Bobby?
C'mon Bobby, it just kinda makes you think you're not one of the good guys.
If I want you, I could've had you before you walked into that building, Bobby.
That's a beautiful rifle, Stig.
Is that an Army Issue?
You like that? It's K-mart blue line special.
Now, answer my question. Who's your back up?
No, no. That's a military rifle.
What's a military doing robbing bank, Stig?
We just had a straight up conversation Bobby. I got you dead to right.
Yeah? Than shoot me,
again.
No?
I'll shoot myself.
- Not bad. - I'm glad you're impressed.
Were you just testing me to see if I would shoot first?
Where's the money, Stig?
You know, if I thought you're clean, I may tell you. But, I don't. So, I can't.
You are lying. You don't have it, do you? Where is the money?
- Oh, shit. - What?
You're not the only one who's expecting, Bobby. Three very nasty man just shown up.
And if they find you at my place, they will hook you up.
Who are they?
You know, I'd say they're family. Till, they did kinda want to kill me.
- I understand the feeling. - Nah, fuck you.
What do you know about family? You don't even have people.
No, Bobby. That's a stupid idea. They're coming up the stairs.
Bobby.
I told you, now Bobby..
Hang up the speaker and answer your cell phone okay?
...If you want me to help you out, listen.
Just stay in the shadows, okay. I'm gonna guide you out from there.
Wait.
He's coming to your rear. You better dart across the hall.
Go over to the bedroom, hide behind the lockers.
Go.
Alright, Bobby. You're gonna want to scoot across the hall.
...Bobby, Bobby?
Shit.
Where is our money?
I have no idea, what you're talking about.
You think, D.E.A could just
waltz in to our bank;
and steal our money and we are not gonna kick?
Your man, Bobby Trench stole 43 million of our dollars.
We would like it back.
Because, it's our money.
Because, it's a blatant act of disrespect.
And..Because, it's our money.
Please, tell me it's you..Bobby?
Anything new on Stig?
He is coming up clean, on every data base I'm cleared for.
No military connection? No regular service?
To go deeper, I need a clearance from Jessup.
I'm gonna tell Jessup, everything I know.
Wait, are you sure?
Someone has to know whose money was in the bank.
Yes, Stig.
Stig didn't even know I was D.E.A. Besides...
somebody tried to kill him, too.
Bobby, let me help you. What do you need?
Take it easy, Bye.
Bobby?
Fuck!
That's not how you take down a man. Shut the door!
Just let it go.
Agent Robert Leonard Trench...
AKA, Bobby T. AKA, Bobby B... AKA, Bobby Beans.
Let's have a chat.
You stole, 43.125 Million dollars
that did not belong to you.
Now, man to man.
Did the D.E.A authorize you
to rob our bank?
You're a banker?
You ever play Russian Roulette?
...the thing is -
most people put the gun to the temple.
Well, that's just stupid.
You'd blow a man's head off before he's the chance to tell you what you wanna know.
Mess up your suit too.
Who told you, It was alright to take our money?
Our money... our bank.
Who are you?
If you don't know who I am..
How did you know, there's to steal 43 million?
I don't know what you're talking about.
- You don't? - No.
Well?
- Where is our money? - Oh, boy.
Well... uh..
It ain't down there, I can guarantee you that.
- AKA Bobby Balls! - Clean and shaven.
You know what you are?
You..
Are a dirty D.E.A agent.
That's right.
You are a dirty D.E.A agent. Who..robbed a bank -
and shot your boss!
You walk in there, at federal office...
and that's the story they are gonna have.
Unless, you bring me. 43.125 million.
And you walk away, clean.
Have I properly incentivised you?
More than you know.
Unless, you wanna rot in jail, you best get after it.
Go on, now.
Alright.
You're thinking, he deserved better?
You are right.
Morning, Papi.
Don't move.
Go inside, quick.
- Whose money did we steal? - You really wanna know?
I really wanna know.
Easy my man. Get in there.
Payback is a bitch.
Drop the gun, give me the keys.
- Give me the keys. Nice and easy. - Can't do that.
- Why not? - I got him first. I got dips.
I got a .44 I'm taking Papi.
Give me the keys.
You want it? Come and get 'em.
I see the wheels turning. You're thinking maybe blindfold..
Maybe, use your teeth..
That's not what I'm thinking. You know what I'm thinking?
- Oh, shit man! - How's that?
That was uncalled for.
Shit. I liked you better when you're, ' I know a guy, Bobby',
that Bobby was a good guy.
Well, I liked you better when you're winking at waitresses
and shooting the heads off chickens.
Give me the key, give me the key!
Shit!
- You saw that move coming? - That's correct. Give me the keys.
Damn, you are good!
Now, one of us has to pick up the keys.
- Guess. - Alright, I'll get them, alright.
- Get them. - Put that muscat away man.
- Pull over! - Pull over?
Hey, Papi.. You like my driving?
C'mon Bobby, I ain't got all day.
What are you gonna do?
Alright, alright! Let me go.
- You let me go, first. - No, you let me go.
- On three. - On three.
One, two..three.
Okay, I ain't making it. Im unable to trust you.
- Alright, on the count of three. We let each other go. - That's fair.
One, two..
Three.
- I knew it. - Let me go.
Alright, I'm gonna let you go. I'm gonna let you go.
One...
C'mon, man. You gotta admit. That was kinda fun. No?
You didn't like that?
Who are you?
Huh?
- U.S Navy intel. - Yeah?
Or was.
My commander pulled off my jacket.
Now, I may have to start over as M.P.
You are lucky. They got me and framed me for killing my boss.
Speaking of boss, why would your force try to kill you?
Petty Officer Michael Stigman.
D.E.A Officer - Bobby Trench,
- but I guess, you know that already. - A pleasure.
So, what..you just happened to pick me or you got orders to set me up on purpose?
I had orders, man. I didn't know you are D.E.A
My people did. They had intels..
- There's not much they don't know. - Your people?
Now, I'm just trying to piece together truths so I can take it over to
My commander's head to M.O
That's why, they wanna kill me and why I wanna talk to Bobby.
Right.
Well...
I guess, we can both talk to him at the same time.
- Well, Like, we are working together? - No, not like we are working...
No, like we are working in the same... uh Vacinity.
- Together? - In the same area code.
- Together. - The same county.
And, don't get all ' We are the world', on me either.
- Look, when this is over... - Well, we are partners!
Yeah, well... but I'm still gonna shoot you.
Shit, I think he had puked or he is dead.
Oh, yeah. He puked.
Hey?
Ah, I'm gonna fucking kill you both.
- This might take a while. - I got all day, partner.
Hold on..( Farts) let me put that in there with you. Put that on you.
So, Partner.. How you wanna do this?
I like that. That's a nice roll off your tongue.
Don't ever go there.
Qumbaya with me, don't qumbaya.
Hey, I'm gonna get a bucket and towel and waterboard his ass.
Nah, we're gonna give him a chace to talk. You got anything to say?
I hope you guys like the taste of balls.
Because, I'm gonna chop yours off. And stuff 'em in your mouths.
See?
Maybe, I'll put yours in his and his in yours.
- I'll go and get the bucket. - Qumbaya.
So, why were you putting so much money in
Tres Cruces?
Tres Cruces.
We thought, you just stashed a little cash in there.
Until, we robbed the place and found 40 Million. Why is that?
- You robbed Tres Cruces? - A'right, ask away. Why is that?
That's money.
You are dead!
- Yeah, that is funny, isn't it? - Heh..you're both dead.
Man, I did knew not to kill you.
I thought, you were sharp. " I know a Guy" Bobby.
...but you -
You just ripped off The C.I.A
- The C.I.A? - The C. I. A
It's full of crap.
Why would he have money at the same bank as The C.I.A?
Why would you have money at the same bank..
- As The C.I.A? - I don't have 'shit' in that bank.
The only money I delivered to Tres Cruces,
- is a payment. - To The C.I.A?
The C.I.A they take 7% of my revenue.
In return, the use of planes
so I can get my shit across the border.
I can do a lot cheaper. But, there's surely
no negotiations.
You know?
They take it from, all the Cartels.
Bullshit.
Okay.
They are still gonna kill you.
Bobby?
You said, stop by anytime.
- You kidnapped a 'drug kingpin'? - That's correct.
'Papi Greco'. And you tied him up in my garage?!!
...Sorry. what do you...?
Would you mind, If I swipe the yogurt?
Yeah, sure. Please..help yourself to anything. Take whatever you want.
- It's just a Yogurt. - Well, it's hers. Just put it back.
Please?
What..you two like ex-boyfriend and girlfriend?
Actually, you know what? We never put a name on it.
So, what? You broke his heart and he broke yours?
Wow, this guy would really ask.. Anyone,
- Why don't you check on Papi, huh? - Anything at any time.
What do you see in this guy?
I could go on for hours, but.. I don't know you..
I don't think, it's the right time. For us to have this conversation.
So, Daddy issues! huh?
Daddy!
Garage..Papi... Go!
- I get it now. - Go, go to garage.
- Can I have the yogurt? - Can he have the yogurt?
- Yeah. - I like her man.
Oh, you don't get a vote.
Bobby..what are you doing?
Are you 100% sure, you can trust this guy?
No. But, he is all the help I got.
Jessup is dead.
The money we stole is the C.I.A money.
They came looking for it.
I'm sorry Deb. I didn't mean to get you involved in on this.
You okay?
What're you smirking at?
You know, I've been wrecking my brain... try to figure out who you look like?
It finally dawned on me.
You look like a 'Mexican Albert Einstein'!
Minus the genius factor, obviously.
You want some yogurt?
Payback is a bitch.
That's for Loturro.
Stig?
Move it, move it!
- Stig? - The one and only!
- That's your people? - You have to say it like that?
Like what? They are your people, right?
Technically, yes. But I thought you are my people now.
Alright, two taps and we hit the garage. On my go.
Okay, on your go.
Go!
Fuck!
- What was that about? - That was messed up.
- What the hell is going on? - I don't know.
I don't know.
Give me your phone, now!
I'll take the car too. Now, get out. Now!
Oh my god.
Standard rate charger...
How did Stig's people know, to come to your house?
I don't know. They must've followed you.
I don't think so.
- We would have seen 'em. - We should have seen them.
How did they know to come to your house?
Hmm?
- Why were they at your house, Debby? - Oh, are you serious?
Bobby?
Bring the car around.
Hurry up.
You're fucked up now, ese.
On your knees.
'I know some guys too', Bobby.
Bag them up. Let's take em home.
- You wanna talk about it? - No.
- Are you sure? - Yeah, I'm sure.
- I told you, I didn't like her man. - Shut up!
- What are you mad at me, for? - B'cos you talk too much.
- What did I ever do to you? - Beside, shooting me?
- You know, what you are? You're a 'Misinthorpe'. - It's Misanthrope not 'Misinthorpe'.
- Did you know what I meant to say? - No, what did you mean to day?
- That you don't like people. - Shut up!
Time for now, a massage.
Yeah, I'll have house keeping clean up your bed.
Shit.
My grandfather cut cave in 30 years
everyday..and never caught a blister.
Says, it smells like hell.
You know what I like about this?
Not only, do I get to take my time with you guys.
But, this time..I don't have to worry about leaving any marks.
Don't put your hands on me, man.
- Shit. - What did you just say?
Just don't put those pissy hands on me, man!
You ain't got a home, Bobby.
D.E.A doesn't want you around.
Not with your sins.
Payback is a bitch.
You smell like wrong Corona, man.
You remember, My prize breeding bull?
With 'cohones', the size of a coconut.
You wanna see them?
That's okay. We can see good from here.
'Adios' Bobby.
NO, no.
Shit.
43 Million dollars!
It's everything we stole from The C.I.A.
You let us go, we will bring them to you.
I have the money.
- What are you talking about? - I got it.
- You don't have it. - I know that well. He doesn't know that.
I know you don't have it. Cos, I have it.
You have it? Where is it?
Commander Quince stashed it at the corpus christi...
Is it still there?
Oh, shit.
Where is it?
Commander Quince has it,
at the Corpus Christi Naval Air station.
The guy's pissing on us and you hands him a piece of intel.
If that's the truth, I may as well just kill you now.
I had a run in with a couple of boys in your organisation.
Hello, Earl.
Mr. Bobby Beans.. And Mr. Michael Stigman.
They are not from our organisation.
They are freelancers.
And Bobby Beans is an undercover D.E.A
And Mr. Stigman is an AWOL U.S Navy.
They still owe 43.125 Million from the Tres Cruses.
We want it back.
- Is there a finder's fee? - The fee is...
that you continue to do business.
The fee is we don't raise our cut from 7% to twenty.
The fee is we don't come down here with a squad of
Apache A6 Helicopters
and wipe you off, from the face of the earth.
You like my country, weak and corrupt, don't you?
So, you can buy cheap crap at the malls.
Well, Earl..i'm not cheap.
Is this about pride, Manny?
About, machismo?
Proof you got a big Mexican cock?
Well, your cock is huge! It's massive.
And I... i'm in awe of your cock.
So, what?
You're still a drug dealer.
And I'm still Govt. of the united states.
It's a free market, Manny.
Not a free world.
I'll take a look.
Hard. You look hard.
Under every rock in Mexico.
Let's get out of this shit hole.
I've decided to let you bring me, the 43 Million.
The truck will take you north to the border. From there, you will cross...
on foot. with the coyotes.
If it's all the same. We'd rather drive.
With everybody, looking for you. They'll pull you out of line in 2 seconds.
So, you go the way you forced my people.
Well, if we can't reach across, how are we suppose bring the money?
I'll meet you north of the border in 24 hours.
Now, I'm trusting you to fulfill your part of the bargain.
Hey, Bobby.
You got 24 hours to bring me the money.
Or I'm gonna shoot her, right in the head.
Then, I'm gonna find you...
and I'm gonna gut you like a pig!
When this is over, I'm still gonna shoot you.
Whatever it take, Bobby.
Pick one, I can get anything.
So, what about the Audi?
No, no. I don't do German, okay? Lots of tricky tools...
Okay, the suburban?
That one is like 2010
I ain't gonna pay for all that gas.
You know, for a Car thief.. You are mighty particular.
I'll break into the Honda.
Do I look like im gonna ride that honda, Do you?
Well, you could.
And you could pick something with a little more...'Class'.
Well, I hate to remind you. We are breaking into a high security Navy base. Okay?
We ain't going to do the hip-hop Opera.
There ain't no ' Less Miserables ' for you tonight, okay?
Les Misérables!
- Oh man. Whatever the fuck, man! - Don't remind me.
Look, it's not my fault Quince took the money
back to the base.
- I thought, you said you took the money back.
- I never said that.
So..the money could be anywhere. It could be...?
The Cayman Island?
No, the money is on the base, Okay?
Gave it to Commander Quince at the Camino Royale...
He told the guys to take it to the base.
Right before, he took you out and tried to kill you?
That doesn't mean, He is lying about the base.
Not everybody is paranoid as you.
Bobby... jeez!
What about the Prius? You like the Prius??
- Camino Royale. - Yeah, the hotel.
- I met Debbie at the Camino Royale. - No shit.
- Yeah. - What was she doing there?
She said, she was there to meet a boyfriend, Harvey.
- Wait, your girlfriend has a boyfriend? - She's not my girlfriend.
Oh, shit.
Yeah, just pick a car.
Right here.
- You pick that one? - Yeah.
What the fuck do you want? A fucking Bentley?
I got it.
- Hi. - Hey.
Crazy question.
You wouldn't have anybody who knows how to fix a snowmobile?
I don't think so.
Could you check for me? I really need mine fixed tonight.
Why, a big storm coming?
You never can be too sure.
I'll be right back.
- What about that? - What?
She smiled at you and you don't wink at her?
No, I don't wink at every women I see.
Snowmobile in Texas, huh? You must be in some serious shit, Sailor.
You got yourself a new paw huh?
- Give me the paw.. - Looks good on you.
You still got my rainy day stash?
Yeah.
- See you later, Stig! - Alright.
You know what they say... saw short 4 with a grenade launcher.
Wow.
Which one do you want?
This one.
What's your plan on getting on the base?
I'm working on it.
Alright, remember once you're in. Doors to
Quice's office is first door at end of the hall.
He's not in the field, that's where he lives 18 hours of his day.
Right, right. But you still haven't told me what the plan is to get to the gate.
Well, I got a plan. I mean, I'm capable of coming up with one...
I'm not saying, you are not capable. I'm just saying, you haven't told me.
- What is it? - I'm working on it!
You better work fast.
Much faster.
Is that fast enough for you?
Shit.
- That was your plan? - Well, we are in the base, aren't we?
That's not a plan. Nobody in their right mind breaks into a Navy Base.
That's why, it's a brilliant plan. Nobody expected that.
You should've seen your face. Damn, you look surprise.
Okay, your stop is coming up. I'll play decoy and
I'll lead those boys into the abelon okay?
Alright, if things go wrong. We'll see each other at the boatyard.
Oh, things can't go wrong.
I'm getting a medal. I get to the Admiral...
I'm getting a medal. Watch!
You're gonna wish me luck, arent' you?
- C'mon man, let's hear it. - Good luck!
Quince's office is at the end of the hall. Remember, third floor.
We have a breach! Down the hall.
Go, go.
Up the stairs!
Sir, Petty Officer Michael Stigman.
I.D number 540322
Wait a minute, what's the problem?
Oh shit, bro. I didn't mean to do that.
Sir.
I've been in service 12 years and I've never stepped foot in the mess...
Please, sir. It's an emergency.
Stand outside, please.
- Leave us alone. - Thank you, Sir.
Hey, I'm really sorry about that man. I didn't mean to hit you like that, I apologize.
I am listening Sailor. Sit.
Thank you, Sir.
You believed that stolen money would all be
used to fight the drug cartels.
Yes, sir. I thought the order came down the right chain of command.
Blind loyalty is not loyalty.
I know that, sir. That is why I am here.
Well, you've shown a lot of tenacity and lot of guts bringing this to me.
Well, thank you sir. That means a world, coming from you.
Unfortunately, there's nothing that I can do for you.
Well, of course Sir. I mean, You can just lock down the base..
And you can arrest Commander Quince.
The United States Navy does not rob banks!
It's personnel did not rob a bank.
I'm not gonna tarnish the integrity of the Navy over on crooked sailor.
If that was money taken from the bank that was part of an illegal
CIA slush fund...
The Navy has no knowledge that the fund existed!
- Your jacket has you uh, six months AWOL. - Yes, Sir.
It's gonna stay that way.
Commander Quince's jacket will likewise be ammended,
so he is also AWOL.
Making non of this the Navy's problem.
But sir, this isn't right.
Well, I'd offer more.
But when a hand has gengrene, you chop it off
to save the body.
You don't keep the pinky around uh, because it meant well.
Have Petty Officer Stigman, dropped
outside the main gate.
He sets foot on the military base anywhere in the world,
I want him shot.
This is bullshit! You know, man like me die
with orders from man like you.
Without us, those stars on your shoulders are fucking costume!
Open the safe.
- Did your boss know you are doing this? - Open it.
But the CIA killed her just like they did Jessup.
What's it to you?
I don't like loose ends.
Neither do I.
Harvey?
Well, my mother named me Harold.
I like Harvey, Harvey has a nice ring to it.
Don't you like Harvey?
- I don't know what you're talking about. - Yes, you do.
Been to the Camino Royale Hotel, lately?
Open the safe.
Where's the money?
You tell me where Deb is.
She's getting her nails done. Where is the money?
I don't know.
Alright, tell me what you do know.
When your girl found out, where the CIA stashing that money,
right about when I did.
And when I told her, that she and I can get away with the money
by setting you and Stigman up.
- She didn't even blinked. - Don't lie to me.
Was she that unhappy, Bobby?
Where is the money? Don't like to me.
You think, I'd keep it here while you and Stigman
still alive?
Come on Bobby.
You gave it to her, didn't you?
Didn't you?
- Commander? - Back up.
All personnel, evacuate the building!
Clear.
This is really a good barbeque.
You don't wanna regret, not trying it.
Why don't you stop wasting my time, and just kill me.
Even if Bobby comes with the money,
You will still kill us both.
But, he is not coming.
- He will be here. - No.
He won't.
You think, he is just gonna let you die?
You think it was a coincidence.. The Navy came looking
for Bobby at my house?
If I couldn't have Bobby...
at least, I'll have half of the 43 Millions.
You set up Bobby beans.
I wouldn't be coming for you, either.
Where is the money?
C'mon! I don't know.
Gone, out of the country.
It's certainly not on Navy base..Papi.
And, where does that leave you?
Exactly, where I deserve to be.
- Yeah? - Bobby?
You are late.
- I got the money. - I don't believe you.
No I got it.
Well, I got it.
Where are you?
Hi, Bobby.
Debbie?
- Can he hear us? - Just hang up the phone and run.
Okay, listen to me.
Tell him, I got the money.
Hang up the phone.
...It's not your fault. Just...
Debbie, tell him I have the money. Okay?
And I know, you know where the money is.
Just tell him, I have it.
Debbie, listen to me.
I'm sorry.
- I really meant to love you. - Debbie?
Where are you? Debbie...
Hello.
Hello?
Hello.
Hello.Hello.
I..i got the money.
What did they say? What did the admiral say?
They haven't. They have washed their hands off this whole thing.
They have turned their back. Where is the money?
There was no money, stig.
- What? - There was no money.
Of course, there is. I gave Quince the money.
Right, Quince gave it to Debbie. And Debbie is dead.
Papi killed her.
Fuck it.
We'll just go down to Mexico. We've gone down, we'll kill them all.
And then, what?
Well, at least Quince and Papi will be dead.
And then, what?
- What, you..you just wanna let em escape? - You don't get it, do you Stig?
I mean, God bless you. You still think there's some kind of code. There is no code.
You followed every order the navy gave you and they kicked you in the teeth.
There's no code, Stig.
I won't fight with the navy, Okay?
It's not about the navy.
You fight for the guy, that is fighting next to you.
That doesn't mean anything to you?
I'm going to Mexico.
Just so you know, my code... my code saved your life.
It was 3 inches between your heart and shoulder.
My bullet goes 3 inches lef, you will be dead.
And I wouldn't be here. Alright? Cos Quince only decided to kill me
b'cos I let you live.
What, you think I missed?
Huh, is that what you think? You think I missed?
Whenever have you seen me miss?
You stay here, I'm going to Mexico.
Our deal still stands?
I give you the money, I walk away, Clean?
Hola, looks like you had a better morning.
You better have my money.
Right here, every penny.
- Where is your partner? - Well, we had a philosophical fall out.
Open your trunk.
I just want your word okay? That you and your boys better know
help me kill Commander Quince.
Who is Commander Quince?
That's him.
Mr. Stigman, you promised me 43 million dollars
for killing everyone on this range.
Got the money right here, Sir. The thing is I promised
Papi the 43 million too
So, I'm afraid you two are gonna have to duke it out.
Maybe, he and I will kill you instead and split the money. What do you say..Papi,
50 % of 40 million.
Better than a 100% dead, right?
He'll double cross you man, the minute your back is turned, a bullet in your head.
50/50?
The guy up on the roof says, 60/40
He ain't got a trust worthy bone in his body.
I came back, didn't I?
Red rover..red rover!
Whoever has got my 43.125 million better come the fuck on out.
- You offered him the money too? - I didn't call him.
- It's in the trunk. - Why the fuck did you tell him that.
Thank you, Commander.
Mr. Stigman, come on out and open the trunk.
Nice and slow now.
Well, what do we got here?
Sounds like a mexican wedding.
Is that my 64 impala?
That's correct.
I told you.
I know a guy.
...Now,
who wants to see 43 million dollar?
For a minute there, I thought you had me chasing my tail.
You wanna count it?
Oh, if you're shorting me. I know where to find you.
So, we are good?
- Did I not give you my word? - That's right.
Then, don't treat me like an asshole.
I try my best.
You and Mr. Stigman are free to go.
Yes sir.
- I trust you can find your own way home? - That's right.
- What are you doing, bobby? - Let's go.
I'm not letting him get away with the money.
- I got a plan. - Hey, I got my M16 in the... let's do this shit.
- I got a plan. I'm capable of coming up with one. - Well, it better be a god damn good one.
It's a good plan. Make it rain.
That was your plan? Blowing up 43 Million dollars?
You coming?
Go ahead, I'm right behind you.
- Don't miss. - I never miss.
I told you.
Stig.
Don't do it. Dont do it.
Playing time is over.
No more fucking around.
Now, drop your weapon.
- Tell Mr. Stigman to do the same. - You tell him.
It's real simple.
We can all make a deal or we can all die.
I am not making any deal.
Talk to your man, bobby. Make him smart.
You think, Tres Cruces is the only stash we got?
WE got 20 more. We got money anywhere.
- You are not gonna change a damn thing. - Stig?
Yeah?
You are my people, right?
That's correct.
You good?
Never better.
We are not people though, this makes us family.
Alright, Brother.
Hey, Senor Einstein... you look kinda fucked up sitting there man.
You alright?
Maw my loan.
Adios puto.
You know, what was cool? You rolling in with that 64 impala.
- Yeah, I did. - You look bad ass!
Listen, one more thing. One more thing.
- What? - Give me your gun.
Give me the gun.
- Oh, you're not serious? - Yes, I am.
Thank you.
You are really gonna do this, after all we have been through?
Arm or leg?
This is not gonna make you feel better.
B'cos leg is you know, it's more flesh not as much
...bone as the arm...
Fucking son of a bitch!
- Hurts, doesn't it? - I mean, you could've killed me!
Is that right? Three more inches to the left...
- Don't even say it man. - You wouldn't be winking at those waitresses anymore..
I can still wink, I won't be able to do anything about it.
Cos you know me. I don't miss.
I never miss. When is the last time you saw me miss?
When I shot you, I didn't know who you were.
Before we are family.
I shot you because I know who you are.
Man, that ain't right.
They definitely got the look.
Assholes in windshield sunglasses, practically CIA uniform.
Can I get you boys anything elase?
Are your donuts any good?
To tell you the truth, they're pretty lousy.
Can't tell you how happy we are to hear that.
- You take care. - I saw that.
- Saw what? - You winked.
- That's a twitch. - Yeah, right.
For a guy who's just blown 43 million dollars all of a sudden you're a very generous tipper...
Who said I blew up 43 million dollars?
- What are you saying? - I ain't saying anything, What are you hearing?
I'm hearing something. You're saying something.
You're hearing that's cos you're hearing it. Not because I'm saying it.
How much did you keep?
2 mill?
- So, like, one each? - Oh, so now you get half?
- Well, I shot half the guys. - So?
Two million?
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