[Woman] stabilize.
Okay here.
Where's the portable X-Ray?
[Engine starts]
[Man] check, charge, or cash?
Cash and, uh...
Make it out to Jack's Demolition, Tucson.
78830?
Okay.
[Man on television talking]
Oh, god.
[Water running]
Hey,
taking me to breakfast?
I can't. I'm meeting bosko.
Hey, Vincent.
Mom, where are my barrettes?
-Hi sweetie. -I saw them on the kitchen table.
They're not there. I already checked.
Want me to make coffee?
No school today?
My dad's picking me up. He's taking me to the new building
and then to lunch.
Try under the cushions on the sofa.
He's already a half-hour late.
Is he going to show or is that son of a bitch going to stand her up like last time?
I'll make coffee.
I'm out of time baby.
Mom, where are my barrettes? They are not on the couch.
Oh, wear the blue ones.
I don't want to wear the blue ones.
They don't match.
Did you check in your bathroom?
I checked everywhere.
Well, what do you want me to do?
Find them! Mom, pay attention!
All right, sweetie. All right. What?
Daddy's going to be here!
-Well, okay. He's going to be-- -I'm not going to be ready!
I can't be late!
-You won't be late. -No, I will be late!
Okay, before daddy comes,
we can find them if we look together.
It's all right, baby. It's all right.
It's all right. It's all right.
We'll find them together--you and me. We will find them together
just relax.
He won't come before we find them. I promise you.
[Person speaking Spanish]
Hey, give me another refill.
[Man speaking Spanish]
What's your name?
Waingro.
[Grunts]
You're Michael, huh?
Do you guys always work together?
All the time.
Real tight crew, huh?
Real tight.
Yeah. If this works good,
I'd consider going again, you know?
Yeah. Stop talking, okay, slick?
How's he doing?
100%
Right on schedule.
Made a right on Venice Boulevard.
We're a mile and a half from you.
Okay.
[Radio] 102.7 KISS fm
[Turns off radio]
Just crossed over the number-one lane.
300 yards from you now.
Get set.
I am.
Here we go.
[Siren]
[Man] 2-11! 2-11!
We're being held up!
[Man on radio] 2-11 alarm. Armored car--
There's the call. Three minutes.
Clear!
80 seconds left!
Get back. Get back!
Get back!
Hey, slick, you see that shit
coming out of their ears?
They can't fucking hear you.
Cool it.
I got it. I got it.
You had to fuck with me.
You want to fuck with me?
Come on!
What the fuck are you doing?
-What did you do? -That guy was making a move.
Let's go!
Dumb motherfucker!
[Siren]
[Tires squeal]
Step out here, sir.
I heard them.
[Explosion]
A million six.
40 cents on the dollar.
640,000 for you.
150 front money.
Get you the rest two, three days.
Know who own these?
"Malibu equity and investments."
Roger Van Zant.
Owns banks in the Caymans.
Runs investment portfolios
for offshore drug money,
stuff like that.
So?
So, you ripped off his bearer bonds.
He's got insurance.
That's the point.
He collects 100% from the insurance.
He's a player.
Maybe he buys his bonds back from us...
for 60% of their value
and make 40% on top of the 100%.
Sell it to him instead of on the street--
That's an extra 320,000 to you.
Try it on him.
Kelso called.
About what?
A score he's putting out
he wants you to look at.
Why do I need his score for?
I got my own.
He says it's clean and low eight figures.
9 a.m. tomorrow.
What happened out there?
Don't ask.
[Man talking on radio]
[Woman talking on radio]
[Man] Yeah. Just chalk it first.
Did you check his head?
Find the ambulance?
Dumped it four blocks from here.
22nd Street between Figueroa and Flower.
They torched it.
Burned everything-- the guns, clothes, everything.
They were airborne.
They taped the last few seconds
of the black and whites doing demolition derby.
Stolen out of Fresno two weeks ago--
The yellow pickup out of Whittier
day before yesterday.
You taking this one, Lieutenant...
or does it stay in division?
This look like gangbangers
working the local 7-eleven to you?
Robbery/homicide's taking it, yeah.
-All yours. -We got three motorists.
All they saw were men with masks. They were distant.
Console-tv man over there, however--
He was closer.
He i.d. anybody?
Well, he was hiding. He heard it, mostly.
Okay, what about them?
All right now.
According to tv man,
-this guy started mouthing off. -Smart.
Yeah, somebody called a guard Slick.
Slick?
Yeah. Now this guy-- I figure this guy
went for that hold-out piece
ankle holster, right?
From here...bang, bang, bang, bang, bang.
This side.
This guy here got what appears to be
a double-tap entry wound
to the sternum.
Tattooing around the head wound,
scorched bone, close range--
Probably executed.
And it was a million six
in bearer bonds,
and they ignored the loose cash.
Because they had no time,
because they were on a clock,
which means they knew
our response time to a 2-11,
had our air, immobilized it, entered,
escaped in under three minutes.
It's a good spot here.
We got good escape routes--
Two freeways...
within a quarter of a mile.
Traffic video camera?
Probably disabled. Check it anyway.
You recognize the M.O.?
M.O...
Is that they're good.
Once it escalated into murder 1B for all of them
after they killed the first two guards,
they didn't hesitate.
Popped guard number three because...
What difference does it make?
Why leave a living witness?
Drop of a hat,
these guys will rock and roll.
[Man] Ticket this.
The shape charge...
The shape charge indicates that they are technically proficient--
Proficient enough to go in on the prowl,
so let's start looking
for recent highline burglaries
that have mystified us.
Run slick as an alias to the FBI.
You'll get the phone book.
Do it anyway.
Who's moving the bearer bonds?
Check the usual fences.
You and I will check Cuzomano and Torena.
I want you to take Goldstein and Alfaro.
Hang in with forensics.
From the bomb squad, I want the explosive.
If we're lucky, it's exotic.
We can trace the sale.
Get your hand out of that man's pocket, Rachel.
Y'all want some pie?
Got to go to the john.
[Restaurant chatter in background]
Look, I had to get it on, man.
He was making a move. I had to get it on.
[Man grunts in pain]
Damn it! God--
Split's in the car.
I took out of ours evenly
to make up for his full end
because I want to pay off
and get rid of this motherfucker
right now.
Aah!
[Intense music plays]
[Grunts]
Hold it!
[Siren blares]
[Door opens]
[Door closes]
[Clank sounds]
[Sounds of foot steps]
[Cricket sounds]
[Man] Hey.
Where's the rest?
We're late.
You look too good to go out.
I could just jump you right here.
Where is it?
Uh, squared the bookies, baby.
There's more in a couple days, so don't sweat it.
Come on. We really are late.
Yeah. Come on.
You got to be kidding me.
Honey, it ain't worth
the risks you take for 8,000--
Like in "risk versus reward," baby.
Let's go. Get your coat.
There's no point talking to you
because all you are is a child growing older.
What's that supposed to mean?
It means we're not making forward progress
like real, grown-up adults living our lives.
Because I'm married to a gambling junkie who won't listen.
Charlene, get in the fucking car.
[Keys jingling]
What am I doing
in this rat-bastard situation here?
Your not, what do you want from me?
Leave the bankbook and the car keys in the kitchen on your way out the door.
-Now, are we going or-- -You can keep that other crap,
but Dominick would go with me.
Don't you even think about--
[Baby crying]
[Glass breaks]
[Door slams]
[Baby continues crying]
[Revving engine]
[Telephone rings]
[Ring]
Yeah. Tell me Albert Torena called back.
Albert Torena call Vincent?
[Man] No.
No. Report came in.
The explosive was dy-ex--
Linear-shaped charge used in demolition.
You can pick it up with a driver's license
in Nevada, Arizona, New Mexico.
Too common to trace the sale, Vincent.
Oh, that's wonderful.
Are you all right?
What happened? Where've you been?
Work.
Lauren's dad show up?
Didn't call. Didn't show.
We waited for you till 10:30.
Now, does this guy have any idea
what's going on with this kid?
I don't know.
Fucking jerk.
Well, is she okay?
She's been in her room all day,
so no, she's not okay
neither am I.
Uh, I made dinner... for us
four hours ago.
Um, every time I try to maintain
a consistent mood between us,
you withdraw.
I got three dead bodies
on a sidewalk off Venice Boulevard,
Justine.
I'm sorry... if the goddamn chicken
got... overcooked.
Seven men in Denmark
were key defendents here.
[Bell dings]
[Man] Coffee, sir?
Please.
Will you pass the cream?
Thanks.
What did you get?
What?
What are you reading?
Book about metals.
"Stress fractures in titanium."
What kind of work you do?
Lady, why are you so interested
in what I read or what I do?
I've seen you in the store from time to time.
What store?
Hennessey and Ingalls. I work there.
Uh, if you don't want to talk to me,
It's okay
Sorry I bothered you.
I didn't mean to be rude.
I didn't recognize you.
I work in metals. I'm a salesman.
My name's Neil.
I'm Eady.
You like working there?
Sure.
I get a discount,
and there's a whole section of books in my area.
What area's that?
Graphic design.
I do, um, letterheads and logo types at night,
and the store's a day job
till I get enough going.
Who do you do that for?
Uh, a restaurant.
I did their menus and, um,
a small record label.
CDs--
I've done two so far.
Did you go to school for that?
Yeah.
Yeah. I went to Parsons.
Oh, where's that?
New York City.
And how long you been out here?
About a year.
Do you like it?
Not really.
I'm mostly here for the work.
Live in this neighborhood?
Uh, no. I live um, kind of above Sunset Plaza.
It's actually kind of a--
It's a little house that I rent,
and it's kind of run-down
but a beautiful, beautiful view.
What about you?
I live up here.
That's very funny.
[Eady laughs]
So where's your family from originally?
Oh... They're Scots-Irish.
They, um,
they emigrated to Appalachia
In the late 1700s.
Where are you from?
The Bay Area.
Are your folks there?
No. My mother died a long time ago,
and my father--
I don't know where he is.
Got a brother somewhere.
You have a tight family. I can tell.
-Yeah. -Right?
You're right.
[Sigh]
City of Lights.
In Fiji, they have these...
iridescent algae
that come out once a year in the water.
That's what it looks like out there.
You been there?
No. I'm going there someday.
Oh, yeah?
You travel a lot?
Yeah.
Traveling makes you lonely?
I--I'm alone. I am not lonely.
You?
Real lonely.
[Whinny]
[Sheep bleating]
[Dogs barking]
Albert!
-Shit. -Albert!
Vincent, what are you doing here?
You crazy?
This ain't Disneyland, man.
You were suppose to get back to me last night, Albert.
Where the fuck you been?
I couldn't break free Vincent, you know?
Let's violate his ass right now.
I do for you. You don't do for me.
Is that it?
Vincent, man I swear, I was out all night man.
I'm hidden like one of them Flamingo Matador guys.
What's Flamingo? That's got nothing to do with me.
I was cutting it real smooth.
I'm generating leads and shit for you.
I'm a dancer, man.
Bullshit.
I paged you all day. I can't stand paging.
You're a speedfreak jacking Methamphetamine again.
Oh, man, where's your empathy, brother?
It's a substance-abuse problem.
Empathy was yesterday.
Today, you're wasting my motherfucking time.
Vincent, man, look--
Did you fall in love? Come on, did you fall in love last night?
And you went off somewhere?
Vincent.
Just tell me that. I'll settle for it. You know what I mean? I'll buy that.
Vin-Vincent.
Give me all you got!
Vincent--
Give me all you got!
I swear, man, my brother Richard
is going to talk to you.
I heard Richard?
He going to talk to you.
Richard? Richard?
He's gonna meet you man, I swear. Tonight!
He's not here, is he?
No. He'll meet you tonight.
Tonight? What happened to right now?
I--I--I implored him because I knew
you was coming this a.m.
This is a bunch of bullshit.
No, I swear. He said no. Because he in Phoenix.
Ah. Cause he in Phoenix.
By the time I get to Phoenix
listen, I swear, man--
♪ He'll be risin' ♪
♪ He'll probably leave a note right on the door ♪
Tonight's the best i can do for you man.
You know...
He'll mee-- he'll meet you
at BJ's on Alvarado...
at 2 A.M.
Be there.
You be there, too.
Vincent, I can't be there. I got things to do.
Vince, I got things to do, I got places to be.
Hey, hey, hey.
[Glass shatters]
Be there.
Don't waste my motherfucking time!
[Dog barking]
What is it?
It's a bank.
It depots cash on Thursday
for distribution to all the other branches
to cover Friday payroll checks,
so on Thursdays, the command branch
has got a full whack.
On the prowl or strong?
Strong. Through the front door.
How many guys?
Four or three plus the driver.
You walk in, you knock them over and you walk out.
And you want 100,000 in advance
against a 10% cut for that?
Uh-huh.
Sounds like an address to a cowboy score.
They hit the holdup alarms,
I got to get out before the cops show. What is that?
They have three holdup alarms--
Two telco and a cellular.
See, but the signals
aren't going anywhere because...
See, the night before,
you cut in and trick out
the alarm system computer
to turn itself
and the video recorders off...
20 minutes before you walk in the door.
Architectural, Electrical engineering plans?
I got all of that, I got schematics.
I got the boards are already built.
They go straight into the cpu.
What's the estimate?
12.1, 12.2 million.
You're on.
Congratulations.
And to give you a little idea...
of where my estimates come from,
this is a printout--
Nobody knew the merch was yours.
Be that as it may. My way, you get 100% from the insurance company,
and take the bonds back from us
at 60 cents on the dollar,
and make yourself another 40%.
The operation doesn't skip a beat. Everybody makes out.
Sure. You got a deal.
Good, because there's no percentage if everyone
gets their underwear in a twist over this.
Yeah. Have your man call me,
and we'll set the meet.
Yeah, okay.
Nice talking to you.
You going to deal with these guys?
So word's out on the street
it's okay to steal my stuff?
I'm going to kill the sons of bitches.
Have Harry bring me the spreadsheets
for Canary Islands offshore.
As I was saying, that's not really an estimate.
Those are exact figures.
I have the printout here of the castro of the bank
for the past two months.
How did you get this information?
It just comes to you.
This stuff just flies through the air.
They send this information out-- It's beamed out all over the fuckin' place.
All you have to do is know how to grab it.
See, I know how to grab it.
Um, the--okay, here we go.
13.9 million.
I bought it.
Good. What did I tell you?
Here.
We're on.
Call Van Zant. Collect the money.
How is he?
He's a businessman.
Okay.
[Door closes]
[Phone dialing]
[Ring]
[Telephone rings]
[Charlene] avocado.
Ah cah do.
[Ring]
Hello.
[Neil] yeah, hello.
Chris is at my place.
What's wrong?
Husband and wife stuff.
I'll let him sleep it off here.
[Hangs up]
What happened to you?
When are you going to get some furniture?
When I get around to it.
Charlene's going to leave me.
Why?
Not enough steaks in the freezer.
With everything we've been doing?
Vegas, the Super Bowl cleaned me out.
When you going to get an old lady?
When I get around to it.
You got something else on the side?
Nothing regular.
She got something else on the side?
No.
You sure?
Yeah, I'm sure.
I don't know what you're doing.
Remember Jimmy McElwain
on the yard used to say,
"you want to make moves on the street,
have no attachments.
Allow nothing to be in your life that
you cannot walk out on in 30 seconds flat.
if you spot the heat around the corner."
You remember that?
For me, the sun rises and sets with her, man.
Yeah?
Yeah.
Okay.
Today, we take delivery of cash from Van Zant.
Then I drop a deposit on Kelso for this bank.
Bank? What bank?
What about the platinum thing? It's ready to fall.
That goes, too. Then the bank.
Want some breakfast?
Yeah.
Are you okay?
Yeah, sugar.
Yeah. For real.
Okay
Going to do good.
I'll see you later.
[Engine starting]
You Solenko?
I'm Don Breedan.
Grierson, my parole officer,
told me to come by here.
Said you had a job for me.
You're familiar with this kind of operation, huh?
Yeah, man. I'm a great grill man.
Good. Good for you.
Here, you'll mop out toilets,
Hit the dishwasher, bus tables, and empty the garbage too.
Give me a hard time, i'll report you
loaded, drunk, or stealing.
And I'll violate you back so fast, your head will spin.
25% of your take-home kicks back to me.
Rules of the game.
Call Grierson. Check it out.
Change in the back.
Well, what are you waiting for?
[Phone dialing]
[Woman] Malibu Equity and Investments.
Yeah. Roger Van Zant.
Please hold.
[Van Zant] yeah, this is Roger Van Zant.
I'm supposed to collect something?
Give me your number.
Somebody will call you right back
From a different line.
(818) 133-6089.
[Woman speaking Spanish]
[Telephone rings]
Yeah.
[Man] I got a package for you.
There's a drive-in on Centinela. 2:30 tomorrow.
Okay just send one man alone.
[Knock knock]
Who was that guy?
Nobody.
Who--who was that guy?
He's nobody.
I got to know who he is. Who is he?
-He's nobody, Neil. -Listen, you!
He's a legit liquor wholesaler
From Las Vegas-- Alan Marciano.
Chris will straighten it up with you.
It's too late! I'm sick of it!
Shut up!
Here's the deal.
You will give Chris one last shot.
After that, he fucks up,
then I will finance setting you up myself
on my own, anywhere you want.
Dominick will go with you,
and my word counts,
but right now,
you will give him the chance.
Clean up. Go home.
Give me all your money.
One day you'll get smoked with that shit.
Oh, won't be you, fool.
[Man] He's coming in alone. Send him through.
Yeah, got it.
♪ Punk, I ain't jokin' ♪
♪ You'll be chokin' on a fistful of iron ♪
♪ Meanwhile i'll be munching on a satellite, ♪
♪ Oh, oh, but you don't know the half ♪
♪ Try to talk shit, man, please don't make me laugh ♪
♪ These Irish eyes are smiling, I'm buck-wildin' ♪
♪ The house of of pain is pumpin, start jumpin' ♪
♪ Freak it, funk it, back sat trunk it ♪
♪ If you can't get with it you wind up sweatin' it ♪
♪ Then you get a being just like an egg ♪
♪ It's so hard to run when you got a broken leg ♪
♪ But we could never run off the houseof pain'll come off ♪
♪ We got the cake that you're trying to get a crumb off ♪
♪ The Irish Lightning The Celic Challenge ♪
♪ No one has it just us that's it ♪
Vincent! Hey, man!
Hey! Vincent.
Hey, Vincent, this s my brother Richard.
Richard, Vincent.
Richard.
Yeah. It's all right.
What do you got for me?
Before we even get into that,
There's this crew ripping rides
All along the beach areas.
All right?
Now, the back of a trim shop on irvine,
if somebody was to pay
A little visit this weekend,
they might find 2 turbos and a 911 slope.
You're looking to rid yourself of your competition.
Yeah. I'm a good citizen.
I'm Donald Duck.
So, you got something to tell me or what?
Check this out, cuz.
How do I know, if I tell you what you need to know,
you'll do what the fuck I need to get done?
Richard, man Hanna's straight up. We do business all the time.
I ain't your cuz, you rat motherfucker,
And you know because I say so...
After I hear what the fuck you got to tell me!
Look here, man, you understand what I'm saying?
I could get killed for telling you this shit.
You can get killed walking your doggy!
All right, man.
There's this cat I was locked up with in Folsom.
Did a couple-- two, three years.
He got out, and I ran into him.
And so?
He's a big fiend for action.
Now if he'd have said nothing, I'd have thought nothing,
but he goes on and on, running down to me.
How he ain't been doing nothing
and nothing's been going on
and all this other bullshit,
so right then and there I know...
this cat's got something going down.
Pretty fucking great.
Albert, what's wrong with you?
You drag me here, waste my time like this.
You saw a guy on the street who's an ex-con?
That's right.
Well, I am over-fucking-whelmed.
What do you want for that- a junior g-man badge?
You going to make the call
on them porsches or what?
Is he kidding me?
-Hey, I'm telling you, man. -Vincent!
This Slick is no motherfucking joke, man.
You know what I'm saying?
He's double time--
Say what? Say what?
You said "Slick." what does that mean?
Slick. That's what he calls People--"Slick."
And tell me about him.
About 6 feet tall...
a lot of jailhouse tats.
Got a big-ass peacock right here.
What's his name?
Cherito.
Michael Cherito.
[Man] 33 busts since 1976--
11 for armed robbery, 3 convictions.
Two out of a three-to-five-year beef in Attica.
Three years in Marion.
Five in Folsom off a knock-back to Involuntary Manslaughter.
Jacket's 2 inches thick.
Okay who do I have there now?
Drucker and me, boss, and Schwartz.
Tell s.i.s. I want full surveillance.
That's 24 hours, round-the-clock, day and night
we never close, open seven days a week.
Bug the car, the house, the works.
When he moves or sits, like in a restaurant,
I want pictures of who he moves and sits with.
Then you guys run makes on them.
They got jackets, I want to see
Who they move and sit with.
I want it running by tomorrow night--
[Dialing telephone]
Put your hands where I can see them.
What?
Put your hands where I can see them.
All right.
I tell you what to do and how to do it.
Now, with your right hand only--
Your right hand only...
Take the package and throw it in here.
Fuck. Behind you on the right.
Aah!
[Telephone rings]
Yeah. Roger Van Zant.
Yeah. Who's this?
You know who this is.
Yes, I do. Yes, I do.
I sent a guy to deliver the package.
He didn't call. Is everything right?
I tell you what-- forget the money.
What?
Forget the money.
Well, it's a lot of money.
What are you doing?
What do you mean, forget the money?
What am I doing?
I'm talking to an empty telephone.
I don't understand.
Because there's a dead man
on the other end of this fucking line.
[Laughing]
Oh, Michael.
[Michael] Do you like it?
Wow.
-Ha ha ha! -That's really good.
Did you know about this?
You are insane.
[Michael] It's--I mean, do you like it?
-This thing is beautiflul. -Yeah, It's beautiful.
Just don't ask him where he got it.
Yeah, that's right.
[Charlene] That's what I had thought.
[Michael] What do you want to be when you grow up, honey?
I don't know.
[Michael] Ha ha ha!
She doesn't know, just like me.
I don't know either.
[Telephone rings]
[Ring]
Hello.
Hi. It's me.
Hey. I was wondering if you'd call.
I been busy. Can I see you?
I was afraid that was just...
the one night, you know.
No, not for me it wasn't.
Yeah, me, neither.
Can I fall by?
Yeah.
Okay I'll see you in a little bit.
Ha ha! All right.
Good night.
[Vincent] Goddamn convention.
Which one's Slick?
The wide one.
We got two transmitters. One's in the wheel well.
Backup's in the fire wall.
Oh, here we are.
Did you say good night to Neil?
The blond one is Chris Shiherlis.
The s.i.s. has got a revolving tail
And hung a wire on the house phone.
[Drucker] Cherito's cruised
the precious metals depository
three times.
Platinum, silver, and some bullion.
Sammy and I think that's going to be their next score.
Who's the loner?
First time we're seeing him.
We're not on him yet.
Well, get on it.
Okay.
When these guys walk out the door
of whatever score they're going to take next,
they're going to have the surprise of a lifetime.
Hey, baby, time to go.
[Waingro] Showed you a good time, didn't I?
Oh, yeah.
You fly.
You cool.
You're lying to me.
I can always tell
When people lie to me.
Hon, I ain't lying.
You a hot dog...
A regular rodeo rider,
and this was the monster fuck of my young life.
Ha ha ha!
Now I got to get my ass streetside, sugar.
You don't have a truth-telling style.
What are you talking about?
You don't know what this is.
The Grim Reaper's visiting with you.
Ugh!
[Music playing]
So where you been?
S.H.U. at Pelican Bay and Folsom, "b" wing.
I am a cowboy... looking for anything heavy.
Billy Ricketts said come see you.
That is why I am here.
Why don't you--
Why don't you call this guy?
This guy's always putting guys on.
Thank you, brotha.
[Man] I buy you a drink? [Lady] Buy me a drink.
[Background chatter]
Ha ha ha!
[Woman] What's so funny?
It's really dumb.
You smell pretty.
You two are perfect for each other.
How did you meet?
I knew this guy in grade school.
His name was Raoul... whatever.
Anyway, he could take his fingers, right
and fold them over-- one over the other,
And then he'd turn his eyelids inside out--
I can't keep my hands off you,
and that's the truth.
That's what's so wonderful about you
In that... bestial sort of way.
Woman.
Ha, ha, ha, ha.
[Pager beeping]
Oh...
This better be earth-shattering.
[Sighs]
So she tells him, "this is to Raoul."
Raoul.
To Raoul.
Yeah. Vincent Hanna.
[Siren blaring]
[Helicopter flies above]
Here's how we found her.
How old?
16, 17. Been here about 6 hours.
How'd she die, Rachel?
Beat her head in, same as the others.
Cerebral hematoma.
Who did this?
[Vincent] Who's that?
Mother and siblings. I guess.
What are they doing here?
Because It's fucked up.
Somebody knew the girl and called the family.
Okay let's go.
Nice.
When I run a dna check on the semen,
my intuition says it's the same guy,
so it's a series...
and ending up in your court.
Sheriff's homicide getting anywhere on theirs?
Not yet.
Get her.
Get off me. Get off of me!
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Oh, my god.
Whoa, whoa.
Oh, my god!
Easy, easy.
Where is she?
Easy, easy, easy.
[Sobbing]
Okay it's okay.
It's okay it's okay.
Who did this?
Where's my baby?
Where is she?
Oh, I need to know what happened.
I guess the Earth shattered.
So why didn't you
Let Bosko take you home?
I didn't want to ruin their night, too.
What was it?
You don't want to know.
I'd like to know what's behind that grim look on your face.
I don't do that. You know it. Let's go. Come on.
You never told me I'd be excluded.
I told you when we hooked up, baby,
That you were going to have to share me
with all the bad people
and ugly events on this planet.
And I bought into that sharing... because I love you.
I love you fat, bald, money, no money, driving a bus.
I don't care.
But you have got to be present like a normal guy
Some of the time. That's sharing.
This is not sharing. This is leftovers.
I see. What I should do is come home and say,
"Hi, honey. Guess what.
I walked into this house today
where this junkie asshole
just fried his baby in a microwave
because it was crying too loud,
so let me share that with you.
Come on.
Let's share that, and in sharing it,
we'll somehow, uh,
cathartically dispel all that heinous shit."
Right?
Wrong. You know why?
Because you prefer the normal routine.
We fuck, then you lose the power of speech.
Because I got to hold on to my angst.
I preserve it... because I need it.
It keeps me sharp, on the edge,
where I got to be.
You don't live with me.
You live among the remains of dead people.
You read the terrain.
You search for signs of passing,
for the scent of your prey,
and then you hunt them down.
That's the only thing you're committed to.
The rest is the mess you leave as you pass through.
What I don't understand
Is why I can't cut loose of you.
[Breedan] hey, it's Lilly.
Let's go, baby.
I met the manager. Is that the boss?
Did time
for what that motherfucker does everyday.
Baby, can you just handle it
till we find you something new?
Can you do that?
Ain't a hard time been invented
that I cannot handle.
What you hanging with me for, Lilly?
Because I'm proud of you.
You're proud of me?
Mm-hmm.
What the hell you proud of me for?
Come on home.
[Neil] what were you doing there?
I was skiing. I was trying to ski.
That's what people do there.
You go skiing, and you, um... you meet people.
You try to have a good time.
Did you have a good time?
-No. -Why not?
I'm not good at meeting people.
You met me.
Well, that happened
without my thinking about it,
which is why I probably...
No. It's because you are fine.
Eady...
Take off with me for a while.
Where?
New Zealand.
Ha ha ha!
When?
I have to go separate.
You could meet me there.
But my job, my--
I got money. You don't need money.
You could set up a studio, do work there.
I don't know.
What's there to know?
Are you married?
What?
You come and go.
The last thing I am is married.
I'm a needle starting at zero, going the other way and double blank
Then all of a sudden,
someone like you comes along.
You don't know me, Neil.
I know enough.
Come with me.
What's wrong, baby?
Nothing's wrong. Everything's right. Will you go?
Yeah.
Good.
Hey, sweetie.
Hi.
What happened? You forget your mom was picking you up?
No.
So, what's going on?
I felt like being alone.
Okay come on. I'll drive you home.
[Engine starts]
Hey, Mike.
Hi, Lauren.
What's happening?
Lieutenant, sir.
Captain Jackson wants to know what's going on.
Nothing's going on. Stay off the air.
Jackson.
Technique.
Mm-hmm.
[indistinct noise in the distant]
[Vincent] Open sesame. Right there.
[Sounds of water drops]
There.
[Machinery whirring]
[Thump]
[Drilling]
We walk.
I'm right there.
We walk now! Come on.
[Turns off drill]
[Whispering] He's heard it. He's heard it.
Heads up.
One's coming out.
Just hold it, captain.
Vincent, he's not carrying anything.
Yeah, I see.
Here we go.
Not till my boss says so.
Vincent, both of them
are not carrying anything.
Okay let them go.
[Jackson] What do you mean, we can take them on it!
What, on what? What are you going to take them on? Breaking and entering?
They didn't steal anything yet. Don't you get it?
It gets knocked back to some chickenshit misdemeanor,
They do six months, and they're out. No fuckin' way.
I'm not taking the heat from my bosses because you let them go.
They're not walking.
That's exactly what they are going to do. They're going to walk
This is my operation.
I have tactical command that supersedes your rank.
They will walk away, and you will let them.
Fuck!
Back to work.
L.A.P.D., gee, what?
Where the fuck did this heat come from?
Maybe it's the score they were on to-- the place, not us.
Because it's been hit a couple times, you know or something.
Assume they got our phones, Assume they got our houses.
Assume they got us right here right now as we sit.
Everything. Assume it all.
How will we buy the package from Kelso?
I'll front that. That's not a problem.
Well, what the hell happens if Van Zant and our 750?
Van Zant. Listen, with the heat we got you want to play World War II in the streets with Van Zant?
No, I want my 750. What, he gets a pass?
I got more motivation
To whack Van Zant than either of you.
He's a fucking luxury.
Our problem is take the bank or split right now.
Do not go home, Do not pack, nothing.
30 seconds flat from now
We are gone on our separate ways.
That's it. Chris.
The bank is worth the risk.
I need it, brother.
We should stay and take it down.
That's where I come out.
I roll with you, Neil. Whatever. Whatever.
Not on this one, Michael.
On this one, you're on your own.
You figure this
is the best thing to do?
This is best thing to do?
I got plans. I'm going away after this, so for me,
the reward is maybe worth the stretch.
But Elaine takes good care of you.
and you got plenty put away.
You got t-bonds, real estate.
If I were you, I would be smart.
I would cut loose of this.
[Laughs]
Well, you know, for me, the action is the juice.
I'm in.
TU?
Yeah, sure. Let's go.
[Michael] Fuck them! Let's do it.
Come on let's go, we got a lot of work to do.
[Machine whirring]
[Woman] You can't go in there.
[Vincent] Watch this.
Excuse me, that--
-Uh, Tim, I gotta call you back. -Wait, you have to have an appointment!
[Marciano] May I help you?
[Vincent] Are you Alan Marciano?
Yeah. Who the fuck are you?
Who am I?
Hey! Hey!
Lieutenant Vincent Hanna, L.A.P.D.
L.A.-- This is Las Vegas. You don't even have jurisdiction here!
Hey, hey. I don't know who the fuck you guys think you're pushing around.
But, I know people here, okay.
Las Vegas P.D. takes you into custody.
You are extradited to Newark
On a New Jersey warrant
For smuggling cigarettes
up from North Carolina three years ago,
or you go to work for us.
Cut and dried. That is it.
Oh, shit.
Charlene Shiherlis.
Who?
"Who? Who?"
What are you, a fucking owl?
[Drucker] The lady you've been talking dirty to
on the telephone last week.
Yeah, alright. You know what, you can't tie me to her.
Who needs to?
Because your ass is on a plane
-Back to New Jersey, jack-off. -All man, I just--
Why'd I get mixed up with that bitch?
Because she got a... great ass,
and you got your head...
all the way up it!
[Marciano] Jesus.
When I think of asses--
A woman's ass--
something comes out of me.
So?
So, no big thing.
All I want... is her husband
and his whole fucking crew.
Now, you're going to work with Sergeant Drucker.
-San Clemente Road and Hermosa. -Uh huh.
That's where we cut through the fence.
That's the access.
Right. The security systems around here are a joke.
Saint Vincent Thomas Bridge.
That's escape route number one.
Number 2, over here. Anaheim to the 110.
Good.
-Okay? Got it? -Yeah, that's nice.
Good. Let's go.
They were looking back
In this direction.
A container facility?
What? Cartage theft?
Too visible. Too lowball for them.
Next door's an oil refinery.
Over there's a scrap yard.
Refinery pays by check.
No cash around.
Same for the scrap yard.
Maybe they're stealing hubcaps.
A refinery and a scrap yard.
What the hell is going on?
That's what we're trying to figure out.
We thought we had it.
Thought we had it.
I got an idea...
on what they were looking at.
You want to know what they're looking at?
What?
I mean, is this guy something
or is he something?
This crew is good.
You know what they're looking at?
What?
Us.
The L.A.P.D. The police department.
We just got made.
Yeah!
Okay.
Okay, motherfucker!
Kelso come through?
Yeah. You can build a bank with these.
The name is Hanna. First name, Vincent.
I smeared this sergeant in Vice five yards.
Hanna's all over you,
It's all the work cars.
Michael's house, Shiherlis-- not yours.
They've been losing you at night.
Hanna's a hot dog.
Graduate school, marine corps.
Lieutenant in Robbery/Homicide, Major Crime Unit.
He's taken down some heavy crews.
Blew away Frankie Yonder in Chicago,
And he was a fucking maniac.
He was working Narcotics before that.
Had some problems. Divorced twice.
Current wife's Justine.
He's why the extra heat.
The vice sergeant...
says Hanna likes you.
Thinks you're some kind of star.
You do this sharp, you do that sharp.
Look how sharp this guy is to figure that.
Ha ha!
Funny as a heart attack.
Three marriages?
What do you think that means,
He likes staying home?
He's one of those guys out there...
prowling around all night, dedicated.
With this guy, this much heat, you should pass.
It's worth the stretch.
This guy can hit or miss.
You can't miss once.
You sure?
I am sure.
Let's go to the garage.
Justine!
Where are we going?
Okay where are you going?
Out.
What are they on?
[Pilot] Tac 9.
[Detective] They're northbound out L.A.X. on the 405.
We got four ground units and air.
This is Hanna in Air 18. Who have I got?
[Radio] Hey, Vincent this is J.J. in Air 40.
Richard Glover's with me.
It's on the 105 eastbound
Approaching the 110 interchange.
[Vincent] You running a revolving tail?
Yeah. I got two units in front, Three behind.
Have one of them pick me up
At the Vermont on-ramp.
Let's go.
[Music plays]
Am I 100 yards, or what? Am I close or far, what?
[Detective] 300 yards, center lane.
[Music continues playing]
[Music stops]
How you doing?
What do you say
I buy you a cup of coffee?
Yeah, sure. Let's go.
Follow me.
[Car door closes]
Seven years in Folsom. In the hole for three.
McNeil Before that.
McNeil as tough as they say?
You looking to become a Penologist?
You looking to go back?
You know, I chased down some crews' guys
just looking to fuck up, get busted back.
That you?
You must have worked some dipshit crews.
I worked all kinds.
You see me doing liquor store holdups
with a "born to lose" tattoo on my chest?
No, I do not.
Right.
I am never going back.
Then don't take down scores.
I do what I do best. I take scores.
You do what you do best--
Try to stop guys like me.
So you never wanted a regular-type life?
What the fuck is that?
Barbecues and ball games?
Yeah.
This regular-type life-- that your life?
My life? No. My life...
No, my life's a disaster zone.
I got a stepdaughter so fucked up...
because her real father's this large-type asshole.
I got a wife.
We're passing each other
on the down slope of a marriage-- my third--
Because I spend all my time
Chasing guys like you around the block.
That's my life.
Guy told me one time...
Don't let yourself get attached to anything
you are not willing to walk out on
in 30 seconds flat
if you feel the heat around the corner.
Now, if you're on me
And you got to move when I move,
How do you expect to keep... a marriage?
Well, that's an interesting point.
What are you, a monk?
I have a woman.
What do you tell her?
I tell her I'm a salesman.
So then, if you spot me coming around that corner,
you're just going to walk out on this woman...
not say good-bye?
That's the discipline.
That's pretty vacant, no?
Yeah, it is what it is.
It's that, or we both
better go do something else, pal.
I don't know how to do anything else.
Neither do I.
I don't much want to either.
Neither do I.
You know, I have this, uh... recurring dream.
I'm sitting at this big banquet table,
And all the victims
Of all the murders I ever worked
Are sitting at this table,
And they're staring at me with these black eyeballs
because they got eightball hemorrhages
from the head wounds.
And there they are, these big balloon people,
because I found them
two weeks after they'd been under the bed.
The neighbors reported the smell...
and there they are,
all of them, just sitting there.
What do they say?
Nothing.
No talk?
No. Just... they don't have Anything to say.
See, we just look at each other.
They look at me, and that's it.
That's the dream.
[Snaps fingers]
I have one where I'm drowning,
and I got to wake up and start breathing,
or I'll die in my sleep.
You know what that's about?
Yeah. Having enough time.
Enough time... to do what you want to do?
That's right.
You doing it now?
No. Not yet.
You know, we're sitting here...
You and I, like a couple of regular fellows.
You do what you do,
I do what I got to do.
And now that we've been face-to-face...
If I'm there and I got to put you away,
I won't like it.
But I'll tell you...
If it's between you and some poor bastard
Whose wife you're going to turn into a widow,
brother... You are going down.
There's a flip side to that coin.
What if you do got me boxed in,
And I got to put you down?
Because no matter what,
You will not get in my way.
We've been face-to-face, yeah.
But I will not hesitate,
not for a second.
Maybe that's the way it'll be...
or... who knows?
Or maybe we'll never see each other again.
They dumped us.
What?
They dumped us.
What do you mean, they dumped us?
Chris slipped his tail.
He doesn't talk about their scores with Charlene,
so there's nothing for me
to get from Marciano, I just drive.
What about Cherito?
Same. Transponders got put on a bus to San Clemente.
They dumped all our surveillance?
Yeah. At the same time-- 9 p.m.
I had coffee with McCauley half an hour ago!
We were on you.
Then McCauley drives into L.A.X.,
where surveillance can't fly over
because of flight paths.
His car's still there. He's gone.
Does anybody have any idea...
where the fuck these people are?
[Mechanical whirring]
[Crowbar falls]
[Electric screwdriver turning]
[Screw falls]
[Man] you hear from him yet?
Not a thing,
and not hearing bothers me more.
Where's this guy?
This guy here.
We put him on. Says he knows McCauley.
Who are you?
Waingro... My name's Waingro.
I've been living in this office day and night.
How well do you know him?
Oh, we took some major scores together.
How come I haven't heard from him?
Well, he's probably busy right now,
But he's real thorough.
He ain't going to forget about you.
Oh, that's reassuring.
Well, I got some moves I could make here.
Probably be a big help to you.
You recognize the grill man?
No.
Folsom. "d" block. Housed with Dobie Rush.
[Breedan] I ain't got my break yet, man.
Cisco and Pancho didn't show.
Haul out the garbage. Mop up the back.
Take your break later.
Piece of shit.
Pick up!
Where the hell is he?
I want to check the slot
for the work car.
So did I.
[Cellular telephone rings]
Yeah?
Hang on.
Yeah?
Hey. Use the land line.
Call me at 103-7206.
All right.
[Telephone rings]
Where are you?
There's cops all over me man. There on me like a cheap suit.
I can't dump them.
They hip to the fact you spotted them?
No. No, they're doing parallels.
I can try to dump them again.
How will we know if you did?
If you didn't, you'll draw them to us.
Head for Ventura. Pull them out of here.
All right. Hey, I'm sorry, man.
Last thing I want to is let you down.
[Man speaking Spanish]
Pick up.
Hey! Neil, man, what up?
What's up, brother?
What you doing here?
I am looking for a driver
Who can handle radio scanners right now, today.
You remember the drill?
Yeah, man. Sure.
You cool?
Oh, man, now, you know I'm cool.
One answer. Yes or no. Right now.
Yeah, man. Fuck, yeah. You're on.
Out back in five.
What's burning?
What's burning? Que quema?
What is this?
Where do you think you're going?
[Television] AND IT WILL NOT STOP OR ANSWER RADIO COMMUNICATIONS.
THE 184TH VESSEL IS CALLED JIHN YIN NUMBER ONE,
AND IT'S SUSPECTED OF SMUGGLING CHINESE ILLEGAL ALIENS.
IT WAS SPOTTED SATURDAY BY PATROLLING AIRCRAFT.
[Woman] One minute, please.
[Man] Sure.
[Phone ringing]
[Woman] Aah!
Uh!
[People screaming]
[Michael] Stay down!
[Neil] Don't fucking move!
Put your hands in the air! Put your hands in the air!
Put them up! Down! Down!
-Get on your knees. -The keys.
Get on your knees! Get on your knees!
Hey! Hey! Get over there!
Get the fuck-- get--get down!
Turn around! Put your hands behind you!
Get down! Stay down!
Get down! Get down!
Get down, you stupid son of a--
[Chris] Down! Down! Down!
The keys! The keys!
Come on. Stay down!
We want to hurt no one.
We're here for the bank's money, not yours.
Your money is insured by the Federal government.
You won't lose a dime.
Think of your families. Don't risk your life.
Don't be a hero.
Right now I want you to sit on the floor and put your hands on your head.
Anybody feels sick, anybody got heart trouble,
Lean against the wall.
Give me the key.
W-w-what key?
[People scream]
[Michael] Get down and stay down!
Sit there. Sit there.
Don't move. Let it bleed.
Get down!
Uh!
Hey! Hey!
Put your heads down!
Don't look at me again. I'll kill you.
Get down! Down!
Put your heads down, god--
Get down! Down!
[Telephone rings]
Hey, Casals!
Yeah?
You guys working a case
on a Neil McCauley?
Hugh Benny called in about a bank
They're looking at or something...
Vincent!
Far East National Bank, 11-30!
I want a block at Figueroa and Fifth,
and I want a block north bound Flower at Sixth.
Ha ha ha ha ha!
They're already coming out.
Okay, we're going to have to take them in the car.
Wait till they are all in.
Get clean shots. Watch your background.
Police! Move!
What's going on?
Move. Move. Get down.
[Vincent] Move. L.A.P.D. get down.
Move. Down, down, down.
We did it, huh, Neil? Huh?
Move!
[Drucker] Get down.
[Gunfire]
[People screaming]
Fuck! Fuck!
Start the car!
[Glass breaking]
Aah!
Go! Go! Go! Go!
[Tires squeal]
[Gunfire]
Go! Move! Floor it! Move!
[Sirens]
Son of a bitch!
Go! Go!
Aah!
Go!
Uh!
Go!
Aah!
Ugh!
Uh!
Come on! Come on!
[Man] Get him out of here!
[People screaming]
[Gunfire]
Get down!
Uh!
Shit!
Out of the way! Down! Out of the way!
Get them down now! Now!
Out of the way! Out of the way!
Aah!
Out of the way!
Back it up!
[Tires squeal]
[Gunshots]
[People screaming]
Mommy?
Uh!
Come here.
[Gunshots]
Come on, honey.
I got you.
It's okay
[Television] TRAGEDY IN A SOUTHLAND NEIGHBORHOOD TODAY.
A BANK ROBBERY SPILLED OUT INTO THE STREET.
CLAUDIAEWMAN LIVE ON THE SCENE--
SHE HAS THE LATEST. CLAUDIA?
THIS AFTERNOON, THIS NEIGHBORHOOD WAS TERRORIZED
BY A BANK HOLDUP GONE WRONG.
WITH THE STREETS FULL OF MIDDAY SHOPPERS AND KIDS,
POLICE AND ARMED ROBBERS TRADED--
Excuse me. Um, bartender?
[Bartender] In a minute, lady.
[Television] ...ROBBERY, PURSUIT, AND FINALLY, DEATH.
A LOS ANGELES NEIGHBORHOOD IS SHAKEN TODAY
BY A BANK ROBBERY THAT ENDED IN HOMICIDE AND TERROR.
ONE SUSPECT, MICHAEL CHERITO,
IS ONE OF FOUR MEN INVOLVED IN THE FOILED BANK ROBBERY...
What can I get you, miss?
ANOTHER SUSPECT, DONALD BREEDAN, WHO DIED...
Miss?
OF MULTIPLE GUNSHOT WOUNDS DURING THE EXTENSIVE GUNFIRE
BETWEEN POLICE AND SUSPECTS.
Oh, boy. Hold him. Just hold h.
It's all right.
[Mumbling]
All right.
[Neil] So?
He's got blood loss and shock.
I'm giving you quarter-gram vials
of morphine for the pain, okay?--
Subcutaneous injections.
Bottom line.
It's mostly tissue damage, which is good,
but his clavicle's fractured.
Can he rest for a while?
Six, seven hours.
That's it?
That's it.
Take off your shirt.
What?
Take off your shirt.
My-- Look... my daughter
Gave it to me as a father's day--
I don't give a shit. Take it off.
Chris... hey.
Chris, listen to me.
Mmm.
Nate's going to pick you up.
He's going to take you to his place.
Where's Charlene?
We got to get out of here.
We're all over the 6:00 news. We got to get out of here.
I'm not going without her.
Think about that.
I will meet you at Nate's.
Where are you going?
I got to find out if our out got spilled
Along with every other damn thing.
Who did it?
Who wasn't there?
Trejo.
I'll see you at Nate's.
[Marciano] Yeah.
Yeah. You still want me?
You come down here right now,
and you get Dominick and me. okay?
Okay, baby, okay
I'll be there in two hours.
All right? Okay?
All right.
[Baby cries] Goddamn you, Chris. Goddamn you.
You're on a plane for Los Angeles.
Right.
Why'd you do it? What happened?
They made me.
Who?
Where's Anna?
She's dead.
Ohh...
So is Michael and Breedan,
The guy who stood in for you.
Who did it? Who did it?
They had Anna, man.
Who had her?
Waingro.
Waingro? On his own?
For someone.
Who?
The other he worked for--
Van... Zant.
Van Zant?
Yeah... Van Zant.
Are you sure?
Van Zant.
Did you say anything about how we're getting out?
I don't think so, Neil.
Come on.
I don't remember, Neil.
I'll call a medic.
I'm not going to make it.
I can't feel nothing.
My Anna's gone.
She's gone.
Don't leave me like this, Neil.
Please, Homes.
Don't leave me like this.
[Gunshot]
[Dialing telephone]
[Telephone rings]
Yeah.
Nate.
You on a cellular? Use a hard line.
It's a new one.
The guy lives on Hillside Terrace, Encino, 10725.
10725. Okay Chris?
He's with me, my place.
Next--Waingro. okay?
You got the time?
I'll make time.
And I need a new out laid on.
How do you know it's blown?
How can I trust it?
Okay, you got it.
Stay healthy.
Charlene Shiherlis.
Drucker's got a safe house in Venice to stash her in.
On Neil's transportation.
When we're done here, get on the phone.
Somewhere, someone's trying to put It together for him.
You don't believe McCauley already had a getaway laid on?
Sure, he did. Now he needs another one.
Would you trust yours after this afternoon?
This rat motherfucker- Where did we get him?
He's a C.I. for a burglary cop.
Called in the tip on the bank.
On Neil McCauley-- how much time we got?
8, 10 hours for him to set up a new out.
After that, he's gone. Bye-bye. Bam!
[Gun cocks]
[Gunfire]
Uh!
[Grunts] [Sound of glass breaking]
You ratted McCauley to us.
How'd you know? Who told you?
Who told you, you rat motherfucker?
Who?
[Distant siren]
CONLEY BACK IN FOR MURPHY.
NOW MURPHY WITH LEGGETT RIGHT THERE WITH HIM.
MURPHY TEES IT UP...
FOR MILLER OUT FRONT. NOW HERE'S MURPHY WITH...
Waingro--where is he?
Where is he?
How the hell would I know?
Well, what do we have here, huh?
Isn't this pretty? Isn't this pretty?
Oh!
Oh... you slimy piece of shit.
You told me you wanted out from under, right?
You're scared to death, right?
You want out? This is out, Charlene.
Yeah? What's your end?
I don't need no stupid broad.
How'd I get into this?
Hey, hey, hey, easy. Huh?
You heard me. She had a rough ride.
Fix her a drink or something.
Look in the cabinet above the sink.
Fuck her.
You better get in there and stay in there.
[Charlene] Well, looky here.
My name is Sergeant Drucker, L.A.P.D. Homicide.
You want to put Dominick in the bedroom?
He stays with me.
There we go.
So, what now?
Well, he's right.
Because you want out, this is out.
You believe you have to betray Chris?
No shit.
That's right. You would have to.
See, if you don't betray Chris,
You victimize Dominick.
Because he becomes an orphan
when you go to prison as an accessory.
You got no living parents to take him,
so he ends up state-raised
In foster homes, juvenile facilities.
Then he steals a car.
Then he winds up in gladiator academies
Like Chino and Tracy-- fucked for life.
You know what happens...
because you've been there.
Dominick didn't get a chance yet
to choose his life,
but Chris did.
If you give up Chris, you get off clean.
You can do it...
for your kid, so you can raise him.
What else are you selling?
All kinds of shit.
But I don't have to sell this,
and you know it,
because this kind of shit here sells itself.
[Dialing telephone]
[Ring]
[Vincent] Okay, Danny, here's an update.
Hey, Schwartz, Drucker's on line two.
[Schwartz] Lieutenant, hold on for a second.
Lieutent,I have Sergeant Drucker on the other line.
All right, conference him in.
Go ahead.
Vincent, it's me.
One answer. What's it going to be?
We're set here. She'll make the call.
Okay, that's good. Here's the deal here.
Hugh Benny has reformed his wayward life
and become a born-again good citizen.
Apparently, Neil got sold out to us
by this cowboy named Waingro.
Waingro used to be a part of Neil's crew.
Then he went to work for a money launderer
named Van Zant.
Units are at Van Zant's house as we speak
because he got shot dead earlier tonight.
Now, if Neil goes after anybody else,
It's going to be Waingro.
Waingro just got himself
a suite at the airport Marquis
under the name Jamieson.
He's there now.
I want you to get that to bail bondsmen, bookies,
assignment officers, and snitches in county,
anyone who will put it on the street.
Deploy a team down at the hotel
I personally check their coms every 30 minutes...
because maybe Neil will go for him.
Okay? How you feeling?
Banged up, but I'll live.
Okay.
He's here.
Neil is still here.
I can feel it.
But for how long?
Seven, eight hours max.
What did you do?
That was you?
It's what I don't do. I don't sell metal.
Would have been okay, you fly out after.
Now it's jammed. We got to go together.
Those other people were with you?
My friend Michael... he knew the risks.
He didn't have to be there.
When it rains, you get wet.
Get packed. Let's go.
Eady!
[Crying] Why did you do this to me?
It's going to be all right.
Do you understand that, baby? It's going to be alright.
It's going to be all right.
Right.
There's a camaro at this address,
level "d," slot 18.
Here's some cash.
When's it over?
22 hours from now.
Then we get out of here clean.
When will you let me leave?
Go now. You want out? There's the door.
Will you let me leave later?
It will be different.
Do you even understand?
It's ready.
Vincent.
This is my friend Ralph.
Y-you didn't tell me you were--
Oh, my god.
Where's Lauren?
She's at Lisa-beth's.
Look, this has nothing to do with me. I didn't know. I'm terribly sorry.
What are you sorry about?
Sit down.
[Justine] Don't you even get angry?
I'm angry.
Oh.
Yeah. I'm very angry... Ralph.
You know, you can ball my wife
If she wants you to.
You can lounge around here on her sofa
in her ex-husband's dead-tech,
postmodernistic, bullshit house
if you want to.
But you do not get to watch
My fucking television set!
[Justine] For god's sake.
Put the television set down.
I never cheated on you, bitch.
-Well, maybe you should have. -I should have.
In a way you're a party to this.
Oh, yeah, I made Ralph fuck you
because it makes me feel good.
Our situation is absurd.
Uh, look, maybe I should--
Shut up! Ralph, sit down!
Why do I have to figure things out and explain to you?
What do you do?
I say what I mean, and I do what I say.
-Ha ha! How admirable. -You bet.
Except none of it is about us.
No.
I may be stoned on grass and prozac,
but you've been walking Through our life dead.
And now I have to demean myself with Ralph
just to get closure with you.
Passports, traveler's checks, plastic.
The plane-- charter terminal, L.A.X., Hangar 17.
Call letters are 10-11-Sierra.
[Tires squeal]
Touches down,
Holds for you five minutes, then splits.
The plane will stand an F.A.A. check--
Filed flight plan, the works.
Hey, where's chris?
He's gone.
What?
Says he's going on his own.
Went to look for charlene.
Didn't you bring him here?
Yeah, I brought him here.
What happened?
It's a free country, brother.
Check in with me at 9:00.
Everything's still cool.
All right.
I don't even know what I'm doing anymore.
I know life is short.
Whatever time you get is luck.
You want to walk?
You walk right now... or on your own--
On your own, you choose to come with me.
All I know is...
All I know is, there's no point
in me going anywhere anymore...
if it's going to be alone...
without you.
Eady.
[Music plays]
[Beep]
Yeah.
Yeah, Vincent, I got a live one.
Okay, I'll hold.
Come on, sugar. Show yourself.
Yeah. Do it.
Shut up!
Now, just one second at the window...
and it's all over.
[Boys playing basketball in the distant]
Hey, man.
Yeah?
You know any, uh,
place to rent around here?
Yeah.
Alberiz's Grocer on Dell Avenue
-got cards on the wall. -Thanks, man.
It's not him. It's not Chris.
Unit two, this is command.
Take him at the street.
Check him out.
[Radio] 10-4.
[Tires squeal]
[Radio] Sergeant?
Yeah.
This guy is John Peterson.
Valid I.D.
The car's registered to the last name Bukowski,
first name Gene. Ran it to DMV.
It's clean.
Let him go.
Roger.
Thank you very much. Have a good evening.
It's a no-go, Vince.
[Sighs] Would you like a cup of coffee
while we wait, Mrs. Shiherlis?
Yeah. That would be nice.
[Phone dialing]
[Phone rings] [Man] Yeah?
Yeah, what do you got?
Nothing's happening.
[Phone dialing]
[Telephone ringing]
Yeah.
Hello. It's vincent.
What do you got?
Nothing's going on. Waingro went for ice.
That's it.
You know what?
Neil is gone.
Bang! Flying like a bird.
Come on, Vincent. How do you know?
We still got bait! Maybe some time--
Got! Got! What do we got? What do we got?
Bon voyage, motherfucker.
You were good.
I'm going to the hotel.
I'm going to take a shower,
Going to sleep for a month.
[Engine starts]
[Tires squeal]
[Skid sounds from brakes]
[Tires squeal]
[Bathtub water running]
Here.
Come on, baby.
Okay, okay quick.
Shit. Why have you done this?
Where the fuck are my--
Okay, here.
Assholes.
Shoot themselves all fuckin' day.
Not you, baby. Not you!
W-w-w-where would she be?
I mean, her name is Lauren. Lauren Gustafson.
She's supposed to be here with the police.
[Justine] Help me.
I--I--I--I need somebody to help--
I got ya.
I got you, baby.
You'll be all right. I swear.
It's okay, baby.
Let's get a doctor! Let's Go--a doctor here!
There's your mama. Your mama's here.
Let's just calm down.
-Is she on any drugs? -No.
Alright, I want you to get a trauma surgeon down here and a vascular surgeon.
I think she cut both arteries.
Also I could hardly feel a pulse.
Her pressure's way down.
So is her respiration. Intubate her.
[Nurse] It's ready.
When's the last time anybody saw her?
I don't know.
Where did you find her?
Bathtub.
Call respiratory, stat.
Give her large-bore, normal saline, wide-open.
Let's keep pressure on those bleeders.
I need two units o-negative now.
Let's type and cross her for six.
[Nurse] Looks like she's in some...
[Doctor] Where is respiratory? We need more help.
Can you have respiratory come down now.
Have x-ray ready for Post-intubation chest x-ray.
[Nurse] Hi. Your daughter's out of surgery,
and she's in the recovery room now, okay?
Her vital signs are stable.
The surgeon will be out to speak to you in a few moments and let you know what's going on.
She's okay?
-She's doing good. -She's going to be okay.
She's going to be okay, honey.
She's going to be okay it's all right.
[Crying] Oh, my baby. Why did she do this to herself? Why?
Look what she did. Look what she did to herself.
[Sobbing]
It's alright, honey. It's going to be all right.
I'm here. I ain't going anywhere.
You understand?
Yeah.
I ain't going anywhere.
[Dialing telephone]
[Ringing]
Yeah.
It's me.
Plane's in the air now. You're right on time.
On the driver's end, I still can't find nobody,
so that's in the trust.
One other thing--
You asked, so I got to tell you.
The guy you wanted checked into the Hotel Marquis
under Jamieson, if you still give a shit,
which I figured you wouldn't.
You figured right.
So long, brother.
You take it easy.
You're home free.
Take it easy.
What is it?
Nothing. Home free.
[Tires squeal]
I got to take care of something.
Is there time?
There's time.
I'll be right back.
Just leave it running.
[Woman] Registration.
Yeah. This is room service.
A Jamieson ordered a blt,
And they screwed up his room number.
Could you give it to me, please?
-They're always doing that. 1735. -Yeah, I know.
Thank you.
[Elevator bell dings]
[Fire alarm ringing]
[Woman on intercom] YOUR ATTENTION, PLEASE.
WE ARE CURRENTLY EXPERIENCING A FIRE ALARM.
PLEASE DO NOT PANIC.
PLEASE DO NOT TAKE THE ELEVATORS.
PLEASE TAKE THE NEAREST STAIRWELL...
Waingro's not moving. I'm staying here.
I'm checking the stairs.
If there's smoke, I'm pulling you out.
[Woman on intercom] YOUR ATTENTION, PLEASE.
What about her dad?
Do you want me to call him?
He's somewhere in the Sierra's.
Oh.
And she chose you.
She picked your place.
It's not right what happened to her.
No, it's not.
[Beeper goes off]
Oh, okay
Is there any way that...
it could work out between us?
I wish i could say yes, you know.
But in the end...
You know, it's like you said...
"All I am... is what I'm going after."
I'm not what you want, Justine.
Well, go on if you have to.
No. I'll stay.
No. I--I'm okay I can--I can handle this.
Just be careful.
Call me here. Let me know you're okay.
Okay?
[Fire alarm ringing]
[Knocks on door]
Yeah.
Security. There's a fire on three.
We have to evacuate all floors.
I can't leave here.
[Knocks on door]
Why don't we just talk about this a bit, huh, brother?
Aah!
Uh!
He's here on 17.
Look at me. Look at me!
Look at me.
[Gasping]
[Sirens]
L.A.P.D. don't move.
Put your hands on your head now!
[Sirens]
[Horn honking]
[Vincent] Switch me to tac five.
Casals? J.J.?
Drucker! J.J.!
[Casals] Vincent, I'm at the lobby level
by the stairwell.
-What do you got? -Three teams are moving up
the other three elevators, to the 17th floor elevators.
All out of commission because of the fire alarm.
It's a mess-- people everywhere.
Fine. 10-4.
[Police officer] Get out of the way.
Get out of the way.
[Shouting]
[Horn honking] [Man] Come on, let's go.
-Let me have that shot. -Sure.
[Airplane]
[Click]
Told you I'm never going back.
Yeah.