DIANNE: Malek Mizouni.
He was trained by his father, who was himself an old master.
I have a proposition for you.
I cannot do this.
YOUSSEF: My name is Youssef Mizouni.
I'm his father.
YOUSSEF: I taught Malek, but I taught another.
I've heard good things about you, Azar.
-AZAR (in Arabic): Grandpa! -DIANNE (in English): Now. Get to work.
Meet Cracker and Greaseman.
(in Arabic) Go to hell.
JOE (in English): We need to figure out who's behind this.
We need to find out what they want.
-You really saw the killer? -Briefly.
OFFICER: I clocked him before he got too close. I was lucky.
JOE: It's probably the people we robbed.
OFFICER: Or the person who hired us?
JOE: Dianne Harewood?
Specialist?
She's gone.
JOE: You think Azar is in France? Let's go find her.
This is her. Azar's using this brand of paint.
OFFICER: Look. Pamiers.
JOE: That's gotta be it.
Let's go.
(phone chimes)
-JOE: You okay? -Everything's fine.
(beeping)
(suspenseful music)
-(upbeat music) -(explosion)
(groans)
(grunting)
DIANNE: Specialist, go up the atrium. Muscle, get them the tools.
(suspenseful music rises)
DIANNE: Soldier, on the exit.
I'm on my way.
Fuse, exit explosive, set.
FUSE: Copy, Soldier.
DIANNE: Nine minutes thirty. Stay focused.
YOUSSEF (in Arabic): In the name of God.
AZAR (in English): That's the first.
DIANNE: Nine minutes. We're behind.
RIGHT HAND: Fuck's sake, come on. Let's go quicker.
Come on, move.
AZAR: Second.
YOUSSEF: One more. But it's the inner safety trigger.
(breathing heavily)
YOUSSEF (in Arabic): You don't feel the trigger?
AZAR: No, not yet.
YOUSSEF: Are you sure you pulled the barrel back far enough?
Go deeper.
AZAR: Almost...
Almost.
(clicks)
I think I got it.
(metal clanking)
YOUSSEF (in English): Failsafe is setting.
(in Arabic) Push the trigger up! Quickly!
AZAR: I can't!
-YOUSSEF: Have you got it? -AZAR: I can stop it.
(grunts)
DIANNE (in English): Tell me.
AZAR: I got it.
We did it.
YOUSSEF (in Arabic): Thank God.
RIGHT HAND: Then get out the way and let's move. Come on.
AZAR: Wait!
My hand's the only thing keeping it unlocked.
I move it, the failsafe will shut it tight.
RIGHT HAND: Well, keep your hand in there then.
-YOUSSEF: No! -(Azar screams)
YOUSSEF: Her hand will get crushed in the mechanism!
RIGHT HAND: There's 30 million in there.
YOUSSEF: I can fix it! Give me one minute.
DIANNE: We have less than seven minutes till their backup security arrive.
AZAR: If I take my hand out...
we get nothing.
YOUSSEF (in Arabic): You don't owe them blood.
AZAR: It's okay.
There's no other way.
(in English) Do it, Right Hand.
(screams)
(breathing heavily, grunting)
(heavy metal clanking)
DIANNE: Let's do it.
JOE: This is more than 30 million.
RIGHT HAND: Fuck.
(suspenseful music)
(French hip-hop music)
(Officer sings along in French)
How far are we?
OFFICER: Mm... Almost there.
I'm so hungry. Can we stop?
JOE: No. First, we find Azar.
OFFICER: Oh, come on, David. Moules-frites.
JOE: And then, we find Dianne.
-OFFICER: Tartiflette? -JOE: Stop.
(Officer groans)
(French hip-hop music continues)
David, stop, stop, stop.
-JOE: What? What? -There.
JOE: Montana Paint.
-JOE: I'll come with you. -OFFICER: No.
They're more likely to talk if it's just me.
People just trust women more.
(children shouting)
RENOWNED MAFIA ASSOCIATE SAFE CRACKER FOUND DEAD. MURDERED. TORTURED.
Bonjour.
Bonjour, madame.
OFFICER (in French): Hello, can you help me?
I'm looking for my friend.
She's been missing for three days.
I know she buys that spray paint from here.
(phone ringing)
(ringtone chiming)
-(in English) Hey. -Oh, hey. Um...
I didn't think you'd pick up.
Why wouldn't I pick up?
Well, I don't know. I just, um...
Just called you a few times and...
JOE: Are you okay?
JULES: Yeah. I'm good.
-How are the kids? -JULES: They miss you.
JOE: I wish I was there.
Me too.
(in French) Do you recognize her?
Sorry, no. I don't know her.
(sighs)
If you know where she is,
or know the names of her friends, or her address...
She's not answering her phone.
I said I don't know her.
Please, she is not in trouble.
We just need to know if she is safe.
I'm so worried about her.
JULES (in English): How's it going over there?
JOE: We're making progress.
"Making progress," what does that mean?
It means I'm trying the best I can, Jules.
I just wanted to see if you're okay, make sure you're being careful, you know?
What do you mean, "careful"?
I mean, careful. Locking the doors, setting the alarm,
staying close to the kids.
Why? Did something happen? What's going on?
No, no, nothing has happened. I'm just worried.
JULES: You're sure?
I'm sure.
Everything's fine.
-Everything's fine? -Yeah.
JOE: Jules?
Listen, I just got out of the shower when you called.
I got to get dressed. I gotta go.
I didn't mean... I'm...
I miss you.
Me too.
BRUSHES AND COLORS
He gave me her address. Come on.
JOE: Great. Where is it?
OFFICER: I'll look it up.
-OFFICER: It's about five miles away. -JOE: Okay, let's go.
(suspenseful music)
AZAR (in Arabic): Grandpa?
Grandpa!
Grandpa?
Grandpa? Grandpa.
Grandpa, get dressed!
God forgive me.
What happened?
What's the matter? Why are you so sweaty?
-Where's the fruit I asked for? -They found us.
You know my vitamin C is low. The doctor said--
Grandpa! Grandpa, listen.
The others have found us. We don't have time.
We need to go now.
Who exactly?
Muscle and Officer but maybe more.
Mu... Muscle and Officer.
(Youssef mutters)
Quickly! Why are you so slow? Hurry up!
Where's my heart rate monitor?
Wherever you left it last, Grandpa.
You think I can remember these things?
Grandpa, you have two minutes. I'll get the car.
(lock clicks, clunk)
(door creaks)
(alarm beeping)
(door opens)
(door closes)
(in English) Hey, you don't need that.
We're not here to hurt you.
Why are you here and how did you find me?
You want the money. You're here for the money.
No. No, we're all in danger.
Someone's killing us.
(in Arabic) Grandpa, when I move, you run.
(in English) Soldier, Driver, and Doctor are dead.
(in Arabic) I'm not leaving you.
JOE (in English): We need to ask you about Brain.
We need to know what you know.
(in Arabic) Grandpa, I love you.
If he springs for me, run.
YOUSSEF: We're both getting out of here.
(in English) You must go. There's nothing for you here. Leave us alone.
Listen. We're all in danger. We're being hunted down.
All of us.
The man who's after us is the same man who got Malek.
-Malek? -What?
AZAR: What about my father?
I'm sorry, Azar.
RENOWNED MAFIA ASSOCIATE SAFE CRACKER FOUND DEAD
(in Arabic) What does it say?
(in English) What happened to Malek?
(in Arabic) Grandpa.
Dad, may God have mercy on him. (breathes shakily)
(Youssef gasps)
YOUSSEF: Malek.
My darling. (cries)
My heart!
-(knife clangs) -(sobbing uncontrollably)
I killed him.
Don't talk like that.
I took away his child, so God has taken mine.
YOUSSEF: Malek.
AZAR: Grandpa, we have to move.
(in English) I'm sorry, Azar.
You have to leave here now.
We need to fix this together.
-Before someone else gets-- -AZAR: Leave here.
Even if we're in danger, as you say,
we should go, split up, and run to different corners of the Earth.
He'll find you.
We can't outrun him. He'll kill us all.
Listen. On the day, on the job, you were in the other car.
-AZAR: What? -What happened?
Where did you go? Where did Dianne go? She was in the car with you.
No.
She never made it to the car. She was killed.
What?
She's dead?
Are you sure?
FUSE (on radio): Blowing the exit in three, two...
DIANNE (on radio): Fuse, wait! Wait!
(Dianne breathing heavily)
Here.
(explosion)
RIGHT HAND: Ready? Let's go!
RIGHT HAND: No, no, no! Leave it. Leave it. Leave it. Get in the car.
Get in the fucking car!
AZAR: Where's Brain?
-(gunshots) -(Azar screams)
AZAR: Right Hand?
Right Hand? Right Hand?
(whimpers)
YOUSSEF (in Arabic): It's not safe for us here.
We can't wait for Brain.
(tires screeching)
AZAR: She's there. We can't leave her!
(explosion)
(in English) Oh, my God, Dianne.
(in Arabic) Grandpa, go, go, go!
-(tires screeching) -(car alarms blaring)
AZAR (in English): There was a second explosion. It was huge.
She was there.
The building fell onto her. She's dead. She's gone.
Fuse must have messed up.
What about Right Hand?
He's dead too. Shot in the getaway.
Bullet to the head.
(in Arabic) May God have mercy on him.
(in English) Okay. Happy now?
You asked your questions. You have your answers.
-Now go. Leave us be. -No, not yet.
-JOE: Who killed Right Hand? -Enough!
We have no idea who is chasing us or who sent him, or why.
We are finished. Go. Now!
Azar! When was the last time you saw Fuse or Fixer?
AZAR (in Arabic): Grandpa.
Grandpa, look at me, look at me.
They said whoever came for Dad is coming for us.
Let him kill me.
And leave me alone?
Never.
(Youssef mutters)
(gasps for air)
Grandpa?
What if we don't go to the meet?
We have three bags full of money in the car.
That's almost half the take.
We could just keep them and run. Forget the others.
-We can keep them and disappear. -YOUSSEF: No.
If they find out, they will find us and punish us.
There's a code. Even among thieves.
We go to the meet but keep one bag.
Otherwise, there will never be an escape from this.
And I don't want that for you. Understood?
-Grandpa-- -Understood?
Okay.
(lock pad beeping)
YOUSSEF (in English): Hello?
Fixer.
Anyone?
Hello?
(in Arabic) Now we can run.
It's over.
JOE (in English): Azar.
He's going to come for us.
AZAR: Then, go and hide.
We can take care of ourselves.
JOE: You can't just run away from this.
We can help.
We don't want your help. Understand?
(telephone rings)
No one has this number.
(telephone continues ringing)
Answer it.
Hello?
DEVIL: Azar Mizouni.
Who was that?
JOE: What did they say?
(in Arabic) We have to go. Right now. Right now!
JOE (in English): Azar!
Azar!
-JOE: Azar, wait. -You should never have come here.
We need to work together--
-(gunshot) -(glass shatters)
Stay down.
(gunshots)
-(in Arabic) Grandpa. -(in English) Keep down, Azar!
-(gunshots continue) -(glasses shattering)
AZAR (in Arabic): Grandpa!
Grandpa!
-(in English) How did he find us? -I don't know.
AZAR (in Arabic): Grandpa?
Grandpa.
Let's go. Come on, come on.
The killer's out the front. Let's get the car.
JOE (in English): We need to find a weapon.
-JOE: Help me find a weapon! -Okay. Okay.
JOE: Azar, get in here! We need to stay together!
Azar! Azar, do you have a gun? Any kind of gun!
(engine sputtering)
(in Arabic) You let the battery run down.
The lights are working fine. It's not the battery.
(engine sputtering)
YOUSSEF: God, save me from this child.
(chokes)
DEVIL (in English): Get in.
Whatever you want.
I want what you took.
The money? You want the money?
(in Arabic) Sweetheart, run.
-(gunshot) -(screams)
YOUSSEF: Run!
JOE (in English): Azar!
AZAR: Muscle! Muscle!
-Are you okay? -AZAR: Go quickly.
-We have to stop him. Help me. -What?
-He has Youssef. -JOE: What, the killer?
Azar, look at me. Look at me.
Look at me. Do you have a gun? Any kind of gun?
Youssef hates guns. Help me.
(intense, suspenseful music)
-AZAR: No! -Azar, get back!
AZAR: Stop!
We can't just hide, go fight him!
JOE: How?
I don't have a gun. He does.
(labored breathing)
Where is Dianne Harewood?
Dead.
She's dead.
-DEVIL: Dead? -YOUSSEF: Yeah.
DEVIL: I'm gonna ask you one more time.
Where is Dianne Harewood?
I'm telling the truth.
She's dead.
You're lying.
It's the truth. She is dead.
Please.
Fuck.
Stay back.
(whimpering)
(praying in Arabic)
-(in English) You can't save him! -Watch me.
(in Arabic) Azar! Turn back!
God, save her.
Oh, God!
There is no God here...
only me.
(in English) Take it.
(in Arabic) Azar, don't come over here!
Distance yourself from Devils.
(in English) Take it all.
(in Arabic) Azar, distance yourself from Devils!
(in English) I just want him. Please, please.
DEVIL: I want Dianne Harewood.
-No. No. Please. Please, I beg you. -DEVIL: I want Dianne Harewood.
-AZAR: Don't. I beg you. I beg you. -I want Dianne Harewood.
But she's... she's dead.
She's dead!
-AZAR: No, no, no. -(praying in Arabic)
I beg you. I beg you.
(Youssef groans in pain)
(screams) No!
(in Arabic) Grandpa! Grandpa!
(gunshots)
(Azar sobs)
(loud banging)
JOE (in English): Move, move, move! Azar, come on!
Muscle.
Psycho.
Why are you here?
SPECIALIST: I followed you from England.
What, you used us as bait?
I had a hunch and I followed it.
The killer is out the back.
Youssef's out there.
SPECIALIST: Alive?
SPECIALIST: I'm sorry, Azar.
-JOE: Give me a gun. -SPECIALIST: No.
Give me a gun and we can kill him together.
SPECIALIST: No, I'm going to do it alone. I know how he works.
Inga, let me help.
SPECIALIST: Muscle, I need to do this by myself!
-(gunshots) -(glass shattering)
JOE: Give me a gun, and I'll get us out of here.
SPECIALIST: All right. I will keep him busy,
drive him away from the house. Stay hidden until you hear my signal.
-What signal? -You'll know it when you hear it.
Follow me.
SPECIALIST: For fuck's sake, get down!
Go!
(fire crackling)
Okay. We climb onto the shed,
down to the ground, and then run to the car.
-That's it? That's your whole plan? -Yeah.
Got any better ideas?
AZAR: Do we go now? Do we go now?
JOE: We're just gonna wait.
-Okay? Just wait on the signal. -AZAR: Okay.
-(gunshots) -(bullets ricochet)
Three, four, five.
DEVIL: Inga Beatrice!
You can't hide from me.
Got to celebrate a killer like you.
Hear me? Come on out, Beatrice.
I've waited a long time to look you in the eye.
A long time.
(ululating)
That's it. Let's go. Azar, you first. Come on.
Just climb down.
(exhales)
What are you doing?
OFFICER: Put your hands up, David.
Put your hands up.
Your plan is not going to work. You need to make a deal.
Oh, fuck.
What have you done?
Please, David, put your hands up.
You led him here.
I didn't have a choice.
We don't have a choice.
We need to surrender. It's the only way to stay alive.
You lied.
You didn't escape him.
You've talked him around.
OFFICER: He'll fucking kill us.
If he doesn't, another like him will come and finish the job.
You offered our lives to save yourself.
OFFICER: No. I'm trying to save your life.
All of our lives.
Listen to me.
He doesn't want us. He just wants Dianne.
-If we lead him to Dianne, maybe-- -Dianne's dead!
He doesn't know that!
Enough. Enough.
I'm done listening to you.
OFFICER: Please, David.
I don't want to die.
I don't want you to die.
We can't beat him.
If we fight, we die. If we run, we die.
And it won't stop at us. It won't stop with him.
That thing you found, that thing in America.
They won't survive this either.
Get out the window.
Please, David.
Save yourself.
Save that person you love. Make the deal.
Whatever he wants.
Get the fuck out.
(suspenseful music)
(gunshots)
Shit. 36...
38, 39, 40.
You're out.
(laughs)
(empty clicks)
You're out!
Fuck, yeah.
You all right? Move.
Come on, come on.
JOE: Come on!
Come on.
This way.
SPECIALIST: Come out, come out.
JOE: Hands.
-David, please. -Hands.
(zip tie zips)
Get in.
(foreboding music)
Fuck.
Fuck!
(car approaching)
JOE: Psycho! Did you get him?
No!
He got away! Fuck!
The police are near. It's time to go.
Officer betrayed us.
-She led him to us. -Uh-huh.
You knew.
SPECIALIST: She saw the color of his eyes, okay?
You don't get close to a predator like that and survive.
We should kill her.
She can't be trusted again.
No, but she was useful to you once, and she can be useful again.
You have a plan.
Do you know what a quisling is?
No.
It's you.
You led him to us?
I had no choice.
Azar, not now!
-JOE: Azar! -SPECIALIST: Stop!
JOE: We'll deal with her but not now.
(calling tone)
WOMAN (on phone): Okay, secure.
New information sending now.
WOMAN: Received.
We need control of the contents of the address.
Copy. We'll get the local team out immediately.
(tense music)
(train rumbling)
(indistinct chatter)
What are you going to do to me?
Did you give up Doctor?
No. She was already dead before he found me.
You tell him about my family?
I don't know about your family, David.
What could I say?
You don't seem sorry.
He was going to kill me.
I like you, David.
But you can't expect me to be willing to die to protect you.
JOE: Watch her. I'll be back.
SPECIALIST: Occupied.
It's Muscle. Let me in.
Fuck!
SPECIALIST: Fucker shot me in the woods.
I got the bullet out.
Fuck.
(moans in pain)
(groans in pain)
JOE: It's okay. Easy. Easy.
-(labored breathing) -Easy.
(phone buzzing)
(Specialist groans in pain)
VOICEMAIL: No one is available to take your call at this time.
Please leave a message after the tone.
JULES: God, Joe.
You know how stupid I am?
So I just caught myself missing you.
JULES: I hate that I miss you.
I hate that I want to hear your voice right now.
I hate it.
-JOE: Show me. -(Specialist moans in pain)
Fuck.
How dare you tell me to be careful.
Like it would be my fault if anything happened to us.
It's not my fault.
You did this. You came into our lives.
You made promises and plans, and change everything.
JULES: Were you just using us as a place to hide?
(moans) The fucker got me.
I didn't even feel it.
JOE: Press hard.
JULES: Maybe this thing we have is just broken now.
Maybe it's all just another lie.
Just a trick you pulled on me.
Well, fuck you.
JULES: You made me fall in love with you.
You made me believe that you loved me too.
Was any of this real?
Any of it?
You're gonna be okay.
Promise.
We're gonna be okay.
JULES: Okay.
That's it. I'm done.
HITMAN: Target located.
MALE VOICE (on phone): Await instructions.
(guns cocking)
(ominous music)
(closing theme music)