Okay. Be a good girl. Get out and go home.
Fuck off.
-Do I have to drag you? -Are you crazy?
Asshole!
Let go of me!
Fucking slut!
-Get out. -Asshole!
Suck my dick!
Hi.
I saw you sitting over here all alone and...
thought you mike like some company.
I don't come here that often.
I live across town. My bastard husband Pierre kicked me out...
so I went for a walk.
You know, no place to stay. I ended up here.
It's open all night, which is good because...
I have nowhere to sleep.
You know, if you live near here, I'd come stay with you.
I just need a place to crash for a couple of days until things blow over.
I'd really appreciate it.
If you only have one bed, that's ok. I'll sleep on the floor.
Or, if you want me to, I could sleep with you.
And, if you want, I'll let you do things to me.
Really nasty things.
You could have your way.
Shit on me if you like.
I need to be treated like a dog.
I am a dog.
Okay, you all know what to do. Act fierce, like you could kill any of them.
If the concierge hassles you, kill him ok?
This will be over in no time.
And we'll be rich men!
Someone just went in.
Raise your hands! Let me see your hands!
Don't move.
Please.
Move it!
Get down! Get down!
This is an outrage!
Hang up the phone!
Don't fuck with us and you won't die.
Stay put.
-Did he trip the alarm? -I don't think so.
-I'm surrounded by comedians. -What about the video?
Burn it! Come on, move your ass!
-Do the phones work? -They went dead.
Drop your gun now and nobody dies.
Do as he says.
Raise your hands! Against the wall! Back up!
Back up! Back up!
Bastard.
Shit, guys, we're hot. We're fucking smoking.
I'm going downstairs to check things out, ok?
Don't move!
Go play with your buddies.
Take these two upstairs.
-The phones and video are down! -What about the gate?
Move It! Come on! Move you fucks! Freeze.
OK, get up. Get up. Move!
And who might you be? Answer me! Answer me! Answer me!
Making a little deposit I hope. Bring him along.
Move it!
-Are the vaults locked? -You won't be able to open them.
You won't be able to open them.
The time lock makes them impossible to open.
You think I'm a fucking amateur? I've got news for you.
Now save us a lot of time and just open the vault.
You sure? Very well.
Come here, my sweet. Come embrace your Prince Charming.
Don't be shy. Isn't she adorable?
See this? It's a Ruger .22. Watch.
-Open it. -I can't.
He can't. What about you? Can you?
-Only I can open it. -Then open it! Open it!
I can't!
Don't you get it? If you don't open this fucking vault I'll blast this bitch's brains out.
Do you understand that this is a National Reserve Bank? You'll all go to prison for life.
You're wrong. So wrong.
What a pity.
-Open the door or I'll kill this man next. -I still can't open the vault!
I'm sorry. I can't.
You're a customer in this bank and they treat you like this.
You got a family? I bet you'd like to see them again.
One last time. Open the fucking vault.
You're a fucking idiot.
Ok, ok. It's all over.
You seem like a nice man. You really do.
Tonight at dinner think about how lucky you are. Watch your step!
Take him upstairs.
Looks clear.
What'd you mean, you're not sure?
I mean I'm not sure
-Well, either it did or it didn't. -And I'm not sure.
Well, do you think the alarm went off?
-Fucking shit, I just told you. I don't know. -Take a guess.
It didn't.
-You're sure? -No, it's just a guess.
-A guess? You're saying it could have?
Well, that's fucking great. Why didn't you just kill that asshole to begin with?
I knew I should have been the one to kill him. You're so damn slow.
Shit, these masks are really hot.
I know, I've got fucking sweat stinging my eyes.
-Got a joke? -I know a few...
This poor guy's doing ten years for armed robbery.
All he can think of the whole time... is eating pussy.
When he gets out, they give him a new suit and 20 bucks.
He makes a bee-line for the nearest whorehouse.
Slams his 20 bucks on the front desk and says:
"I wanna eat some pussy!"
The greasy fellow who runs the place tells him: "Twenty bucks?"
"What do you expect to get for that?"
It won't get you far these days, old man.
So the guy grabs him by the collar and says:
"Listen, buddy, I just did 10 years of hard labor."
"I wanna eat pussy and I want it right now!"
"OK, calm down, says the proprietor".
Then he takes him to a grimy little room with a fat fucking whore.
Disgusting.
With...
tits down to here... nipples like this.
A nightmare.
The fellow throws himself on top of her and proceeds to eat pussy.
And he eats, and he eats, and after a while...
he comes across a bit of egg.
"That's weird.
I don't think I had eggs for breakfast."
He spits it out and he continues his buffet.
And he eats, and he eats, and he eats, and later on
he find a piece of beef wedged between his teeth.
Now he knows that he hasn't had any meat in a while.
But he still goes back for more.
And he licks, and he licks, and he licks-
...and he finds some corn.
Then he says:
"I'm going to throw up."
So the whore says:
"That's exactly what
the last guy said."
What's going on? Freeze!
Don't move!
-Get his gun! -Come on, quick. Motherfucker! Quick. Damn it!
Don't move, asshole!
Show me your leg! Stay flat on the ground, asshole!
Don't anybody fucking move!
That crazy fuck shot Ricardo.
Eric, your mask!
Can't I leave you alone 5 minutes?
-He had a hidden gun. -He had a hidden gun. It's your problem.
You know, you're getting on my nerves.
Next one opens his mouth gets it. Move your ass.
Sorry. We fucked up. It's under control now.
Good. Let's keep it that way. What a mess.
What now? Need help pissing?
I have a question.
We're not sure about that alarm.
You're fuckin alarm didn't go off.
If it had, the cops'd be here and we'd be fucked. Right?
If you're done, I'm going back downstairs.
I thought the phones were dead.
Answer it. Move, you bitch.
It's for you.
Hello, I'm listening.
Who am I speaking with?
May I help you?
Listen, buddy, I don't get it. We're all fine here.
Wait a minute. Wait. Whoa, mind if I say something?
Listen up.
Fuck off, shithead.
Send anyone near this building and I'll kill the first person I see.
Got it? I could kill a dozen of them in a wink. So just calm down.
Have a nice day.
The silent alarm must have gone off.
It's not the alarm. It's your fucking gunshots.
Now it's the cops.
-What do we do? -Nothing.
The plan stays the same with just a few changes.
If the cops come, kill these people.
And do me a favor, clear out these stiffs. It upsets me.
Ok, ok.
Hey, buddy, nice shooting.
That's enough now, Playtime's over. Toss me your gun.
-You have nothing to fear. I promise. -I don't want to.
You're making me impatient. I don't have all day.
-I'm just doing my job. -Well, then take a vacation. A little vacation in the sun.
-Sound good? -I'm sorry. I can't.
I'm giving you five minutes to make up your mind.
Made up your mind?
No, and I won't. Why don't you try the other vaults?
-Should we see if they're ok? -They're just blasting the vault open.
What does it matter by now? We're fucking surrounded by cops.
Snap out of it! Calm down!
You really think we might get out of this? You're fooling yourself!
-You're such a pessimist. -You kidding me?
We're surrounded by cops! We're dead men.
Don't worry, we'll make it.
Take a look at this.
-He did it. -You bet I did.
-You're a genius. -This is just a taste.
Look at this and tell me I'm not brilliant.
You're a monster and you'll never get out of here alive.
Not one of you is worth half this single bar. Got it?
-Can I ask you something? -Sure, darling. In private.
Come on, say it. What's wrong?
The cops are everywhere! What the fuck do we do?
What's wrong? You lack confidence? Losing faith?
What do you think we should do?
I don't know, but our plan's gone to shit.
That's for sure. Ricardo really fucked things up.
Now it does us no good to kill the hostages because we'll need them when we take the plane.
-We're taking a plane? -First class, my friend.
I believe in you, Claude.
I'll be back.
They wanna fuck with me? Move!
Listen, asshole, you wanna fuck with me?
I'll show you who you're fucking with.
The moment of truth has come, my love.
-Have you no mercy? -Mercy? For who? Her?
How sweet. You made a hit. One of your customers?
Come on, be a good boy.
What's going on?
-I'll show you I mean what I say. -Please! Don't kill me!
-Come on. Come on. -Please, don't.
Oh shit! There goes our airplane! What did you do that for?
Why'd you do it Eric? Our plane, shit!
Are you pleased with that? You don't know the fucking half of it.
So shut up and listen. Fuck with me again and you'll regret it.
No exchanges. They never work.
We're leaving this hole and going to the airport with the hostages...
and you won't fucking tail me.
Who's going to give us the plane? You're kidding me right?
Who do you think? You! You dumb fuck.
You think I'm a fucking amateur?
I fucking hate cops.
I'm going to die.
Please, hold my hand.
I don't want to die by myself.
These fucking police won't budge.
Let's give up! It's the only thing we can do.
You know what? Drop a couple of chicks.
They're sentimental, they'll let us go.
What're you looking at, you whore.
Scared I'll tell them this is only a day job?
I should have killed you to begin with.
Let go of me!
The police are coming in!
Every man for himself!
-What is it now? -The cops.
-Get another hostage. -They don't give a shit about the hostages.
You want a show?
I work here. This man's a customer. He needs attention.
Are you all right?
He looks seriously wounded.
We'll take care of him.
The medics are outside.
This one's the ringmaster.
Let's check out the others.