- I'm telling you Dallas looks nervous.
- Your brother's gonna be fine.
- Are you sure you got that combination?
- Compliments of Ms. Parker.
- I hope she's right.
- She always is.
- Not about the combination or the clock.
- What did I just say?
If you can't do this, you should've told me.
- If that clock ain't have zeros,
I won't have a chance.
- Almost done.
They're watching reruns.
- All right.
What's the combination?
- 25,
34,
18,
six.
Go.
6949.
7022.
You ready for the beach, Jonesy?
- Fuck yeah.
- Yeah, let's go.
- Glad you came.
It only took us 18 years to get here.
- We still got 3,000 miles to go.
- What the hell is his problem?
- He's not used to winning.
- You heard the man let's go.
- Shit ain't gonna walk on its own let's go.
- Hey, where's our pilot?
What is it?
- We got a problem.
- What happened?
- It's Bartlett.
- What's going on?
- Where the fuck is it?
- Where is he?
- In there.
- The people we're stealing from are bloodhounds.
If you fuck up they will smell it.
They will follow the trail until they find you and then me,
and then they'll burn everything we've ever touched.
You need to be smart about this one, Harrison.
- Is it worth the risk?
- You have no idea.
Frisco City, Indiana it's somewhere between
Chicago and Indianapolis middle of nowhere.
It's far enough off the freeway that no one stops by.
The only thing not slowly sinking into the soil
is a private bank,
which is why the cartel loves it.
Chicago's a huge market supplied by Miami.
So their drug traffic comes up the interstate,
and then somewhere around Frisco City
the shipments are exchanged for cash.
The drugs head north,
and the cash stays right here
in safety deposit boxes.
The cartel isn't taking chances
when it comes to their drives getting any ideas.
So it just sits there until Miami decides to pick it up.
You get in and get out clean without a trace
by the time the cartel finds out
you will be long gone.
- Your source?
- Solid.
This is the middle of America, Harrison.
They throw their veterans a Christmas parade every year.
You're gonna wear fatigues
and carry the takeout in Army duffel bags.
I hear Mack finished his time.
- I didn't know you were keeping tabs.
- I'll tell you what I think.
You feel like you owe him,
and you're planning on using him.
- I don't think it's any of your business.
- It is, Harrison, because if you fuck up
who do you think it comes down on?
- You run shit from behind a desk.
You don't know what it's like when the clock is ticking.
Let me give you a number.
18.
18 jobs, no fuck ups.
That's why you're here because what I do
pays your bills,
and the only reason that happens is 'cause of my men.
'Cause when the clock is ticking
and the heat is breathing down my neck
and I hear those sirens,
I know the three guys in the ship with me
ain't gonna run not until I tell them to.
And this ain't happening without them.
- 17.
- Excuse me.
- 17 out of 18.
- Well, since Mack took the fall
and you got your take
I consider that a win.
- Don't get me wrong I'm grateful.
I could've silenced Mack if I wanted to but I didn't.
- This conversation's over.
- Harrison,
no matter who you are doing that much time leaves a mark
especially if you're doing that time for somebody else.
Mack's changed.
He found God and now he spends
all of his time on his knees repenting his sins.
- Well, then he can use his share to buy a church.
I trust him.
- I know.
- Ah, Jesus. - No.
- Oh, god. - What happened?
- I found him in here with this.
- A bullet that shit doesn't make any sense.
- It's a message.
- Okay, what does it mean?
- It means we're being hunted.
- Somebody's toying with us.
- Someone wants the money.
- Well, how do you know?
- What the fuck are we doing here, Dallas?
- Harrison said this shit was airtight.
It's gotta be something else.
I mean we don't even fucking know this guy.
- I did.
- Did he know about the job?
- He knew where we were going
and how much he'd get for taking us there.
Somebody else found out.
- Ah, this is fucked.
- Alright, here's what we do.
Alright, we split up.
D and I we head back into town we grab a car.
We double back here.
We take our chances on the road.
- No, wait a minute.
- What? - Wait a minute.
- Look if we're gonna move, we gotta move now.
- We need to fucking think this through, man.
They fucking made him bleed.
They pulled him in here,
and they put him on display.
I mean look at that shit.
Look at the plastic bag.
Alright, he wasn't fucking dead
when they taped him to the chair.
So they put that around his head,
so he'd suffocate when he came to.
Okay, that's some savage shit, boys.
Whoever did this knew we were coming.
Alright they knew we'd find Bartlett,
and they know we're here right now.
- Oh, you don't think the cartel?
- Nah, not the cartel.
They would've mowed us down the minute we got here.
- Unless they're fucking with us, bro.
- That's what I'm saying.
We need to take a second and think this through.
- Bartlett didn't deserve this,
and we ain't splitting up.
We're gonna figure out whoever did this,
and we're gonna kill him.
- Fuck.
- Dallas told me I'd find you here.
- It's good to see you.
- Likewise.
Thought you would've come by.
- I had some things to take care of first.
- I understand.
Kept this for you.
Your take plus half of mine.
- You wanna do this here.
- I don't see the padre.
Speaking of which when did all this happen.
- It's a long story.
- I got time.
- A lot can change in five years.
- I would've come by but you know.
- I know the rules.
- The rules. - Right.
- I did what I could.
I looked out for your bro while you were in the joint.
So keep it.
You can give it to God
or whoever you lit that candle for it's yours.
Never asked you to take the fall.
- I never said you did.
- I know, I know.
It's too quiet in here.
It feels like guilt.
- It should.
- Come on let's get a burger or something.
Mack, I wanna make this right.
- So you're buying me a slice of pie.
- Thank you, ma'am. - Anytime.
Now, Mack, I get it I get it.
Nothing's worth the risk
not when you just get out of the joint.
I wanna let this one go too.
Waited as long as I could but the job...
- I'm not interested.
- 'Cause you found God?
- Not your business.
- This will change things for us
for your bro.
- My brother.
- Well, you said it yourself.
A lot of things changed while you were inside.
- What does he have to do with this?
- You know Dallas.
He won't take a hand out.
He needs to earn his dough.
- This is how you take care of my family?
- You need to relax.
- No, he had a shot at something else.
- He didn't tell you.
- He knows I would've ripped his head off.
- Mack, you need to sit down.
I thought you knew.
- Know what?
- It was to qualify to fight.
Dallas he was fighting this big Greek bastard.
The Greek had Dallas up against the ropes,
was pounding him on the side of the head
but he got sloppy.
Let it slip for a second.
Dallas swung.
Connected.
We heard a crack.
We thought Dallas had broken the Greek bastard's jaw.
Turns out it was the other way around.
Dallas was tough.
He wouldn't go down.
Fought the rest of the fight with a broken right hand.
He fought Southpaw.
Won in 12 rounds.
- How bad is it?
- They say surgery but he'll never fight again.
- So he crewed up with you?
How many jobs.
- Three.
This is the last one.
- The last one?
- This one's different.
- You're stealing something that ain't yours.
Taking something it's the same damn thing.
- There's no safe just safety deposit boxes.
We're talking eight figures.
- That's a lot of heat.
- Not from the cops.
- The money's dirty.
And Dallas.
- Just the driver.
He waits outside.
- I don't like it.
- You never do.
- Tell you what
you want me in?
You cut Dallas lose.
- I'll tell you what
you talk him out of it.
Talk him out of it.
Come on, Mack.
Your ice cream's melting. ♪ I beg
♪ You darling please come home
♪ I love you more than any words can tell
♪ If the ice falls on our dreams
♪ Pardons it to melt away
♪ We'll be happy evermore in the garden of dreams
♪ Sun the moon like us are lovers
- You find anything?
- Place is empty.
- Not a fucking trace.
- Call Ms. Parker.
- Not yet. - Not yet.
This man's fucking dead.
Okay, she's the only one that can help us.
- I thinking the same damn thing.
- How'd Ms. Parker find out about the job?
- She don't say.
She found out from somebody?
My guess is whoever told Ms. Parker
about this job set us up.
- That's a big assumption.
- Is it?
I don't think so.
I mean it's not just us they're fucking with here, right?
Ms. Parker's money's in those bags too.
- Make the call.
- Tell her what?
- The truth.
- Oh, you think she's gonna help.
There's a dead body.
She's gonna be packing her bags
while I'm on the phone on a flight within the hour
drinking Mai Tai's on the beach till the heat blows.
- Hey, don't be a pussy.
- Yeah, it's the only play we got.
Do it.
- I thought no cellphones were allowed
at 40,000 feet.
- I'm sorry.
- For what?
- For leaving the way I did.
- You're not on the plane.
- We had a hiccup.
- A hiccup what the hell does that mean?
- Our pilot's dead.
- And the take?
- We still got it.
- Why are you calling me?
- I need a way out.
I thought...
I thought you could help.
- You thought wrong.
- Sarah, who gave you the job.
- You think this was on my end?
- I just need to make sure it's not one of my guys.
- I warned you about this.
- I know you did.
- The rat's on your end.
Find him then we'll talk.
- Well.
- Well, what?
It's like I said.
- What does that mean?
What the fuck does that mean?
- We're not getting help not from her.
We're on our own.
- Bullshit that's fucking bullshit.
- Dallas, easy.
- It's what she does, self-preservation.
- What?
What the fuck?
Are you fucking kidding me, man?
You're gonna defend her with that bullshit.
It was her job from the start.
We got close to 25 mil over there
including her fucking take,
and she's not gonna stick her neck out for what?
Self-preservation?
Are you fucking kidding me?
- Oh, you think she's in on it?
Is that what you think?
- Dallas has got a point.
It's a big take.
- Don't tell me that cold bitch
wouldn't burn us to take it all.
- She wouldn't burn no one.
- What are you calling me a liar?
- Yeah, I'm calling you a liar.
- I'm not. - Alright enough.
This is how shit starts going side ways.
We start pointing fingers, then guns.
Pretty soon shit gets bloody and we can't afford that.
All this needs to be spent figuring out
what we're gonna do next.
You two settle down.
- We need to take the fight to them.
Alright whoever did this is out there
laughing at us right now.
We have what they want, right
four duffel's filled with cash.
So we send someone out.
We dangle the bait.
We see what bites.
Wanna go fishing?
- You know Mack you never told me what it was like inside.
- It's not worth talking about.
- You blame me.
- No.
I never said that.
- Five minutes, Mack.
Get in, get out, get clean.
- I told you that safe couldn't be cracked
not in that time frame.
- And I told you to leave it.
We already had the safety deposit boxes.
We didn't need the vault.
But you couldn't let it go.
- I didn't expect you to stay.
- Fuck you, Mack.
Fuck you.
After all we've been through together,
you say that to me.
I waited for you as long as we could.
- Is that an apology?
- Oh, that's beautiful.
That is beautiful, Mack.
I see you.
I see you sitting in that cell thinking about
how things went wrong,
how it all went to pieces.
- You think I did this?
- I never said that.
- You think I killed Bartlett just to fuck you over?
- Who could blame you for wanting to get even
after all that time served.
- So you think I'm a murderer.
- You tell me.
- I didn't want the money.
- I never said you did.
- Yeah, you know I did think about that five minutes
every day how I told you there wasn't enough time.
You didn't listen.
You never listen.
- Is that a confession, Mack?
- You wanted this.
You came to me, remember?
I said no.
All this that's on you.
- Fuck.
Fuck.
Jesus, the money.
- Fucking leave it.
- Come on. - The fucking money.
- You running from something, Jones?
You enlist you go overseas and then what?
You get to thinking.
You decide maybe these guys will forget what I owe them.
- No, you see I didn't think I was coming back.
- Here you are.
- You always were the smart one.
- You got jokes that's one of the things
he always liked about you is your sense of humor.
That's why he came to pay you a courtesy.
Tell you in person that debt don't go away.
He's gonna get what you owe.
It's your choice.
You're gonna pay in dollar bills or blood.
- I used to take German in high school.
I ever tell you that?
Teacher was drunk all the time.
He had that old man
and stale Gin stench about him, you know.
You know the stench, Carver.
His face always looked like it was kind of like
sliding off his skull sideways.
Still I think he could tag more ass than you.
- You know you can't just borrow money
and not pay it back.
That's when shit happens.
- You know I fucking see that now I do.
So what happens next?
You gonna come back with two guys?
- Two weeks.
You got two weeks understand me?
- Two weeks I got it.
I got it.
Carver,
I'll see you soon.
- Yeah, you will.
- Ah, stop.
Harrison.
Mack, help.
- We were on the runway and he got hit.
- Alright now.
I'm just gonna pull this off.
- Alright there we did it.
- Shit.
Turn him over.
You're lucky the bullet went right through.
- Yeah, you wanna fucking switch places?
- Mack, get me some bourbon alright?
- The duffel fuck the duffel on the
- fucking runway. - He got our money.
- Alright don't worry about it.
Just breathe, just breathe.
Okay, we need something to switch this up.
Find me something anything, okay?
- Alright
- Here you go Jonesy here you go.
- I got nothing.
- Okay, find me a crowbar anything metal.
Okay, alright Mack.
I need a flare or a flame anything, okay.
- Propane torch? - Yeah, that should work.
- I always wanted a tattoo of a woman's name.
I ever tell you fucks that,
a bird one of those old timey kinds
with the name and the ribbon hanging from the beak.
I thought I'd meet her in Mexico.
- Don't get one Jonesy you're too ugly.
- All right yeah that's good.
- I'm sorry Jonesy I'm sorry.
- Light up the fucking cigarette and stop being a pussy.
- Okay, needs to get red hot.
- Fuck you, bro.
Where's that fucking smoke, man?
- Okay, here we go.
One, two, three.
- Motherfucker.
- Mack.
I fucking missed you, man.
- Let me buy you a drink. - Absolutely.
- Bourbon? - No, beer back.
- Alright, Katie line them up.
So, how's it feel to be out?
- Different but fucking good.
- Here you go, D.
- You might wanna leave the bottle.
I think that this man could use a few.
- Just don't go hitting anyone, sweetheart.
Bourbon makes him a asshole.
- Sweetheart.
- Yeah, well can you blame her.
Look at this face.
Cheers.
- How's Gracie.
- We're still together.
- Am I an uncle yet?
- Fuck, man take it easy.
- Well, how would I know?
You better watch out, man.
You know a woman like that who's got her mind set
it's just a matter of time.
- You're a shit.
What about you any tail since you been out?
- Harrison told me
about your fight, about your hand.
- Yeah, well fucking Greeks right?
- How much to fix it?
- Too much.
- Is that why you're running with Harrison?
- Jesus that's not your concern.
- It's just a question.
- Is that why you came here?
- No, I came here to have a drink with my fucking brother.
- Well, then fucking drink and stop talking.
Fuck.
It's like you said Gracie gets what she wants
and I'm not getting it done anymore not like I used to.
- I liked working on cars.
I did.
Right after they started buying up the neighborhood
things changed.
We got evicted.
They started building this bank
across the street from the shop.
I used to watch these lawyers
and these trophy wives going in and out all day.
Making deposits on their beamers and their minivans you know
watching these people live this dream while mom was dying.
You were just a little kid.
We needed money
and all I had to do was walk across the street and take it.
- Did you.
- Nah, I started buying safes
practicing in the shop's basement.
Someone told Harrison and the rest is...
And everything I did
I did to keep you in the ring to keep you fighting,
to keep you fighting for something else, something more.
- Don't put that shit on me bro that was your choice.
- Yeah, I know.
Look, if I could go back,
I would do everything differently but I can't.
And I gotta take responsibility for my actions,
and you running with Harrison that's one of them.
You got a girl.
Take the money.
Go fix that hand.
Give it another shot, alright?
- You know his rules.
- Since when do you play by any?
Look D I love you.
Even if I'm shitty at it,
I love you.
Take it.
♪ Have you ever heard the wind
♪ Seen its chilling sight
♪ And you can't hear nothing
- Did you see him?
- Yeah.
- How was he?
- He's good.
- I'm worried.
- About what?
- Us.
- It's gonna be fine I'm gonna find something.
- I don't want you hanging with him.
- He's my brother.
- He's an ex-con.
- Go back to sleep. - Where are you going?
- I'm not tired. - Dallas.
- What? - Don't do this.
- I have no idea what you're talking about, Gracie.
- We can get through this together.
Okay, I don't want you hanging with him.
- Let me ask you something.
When did you start thinking
you could tell me what I can and can't do?
- Whatever, D.
Whatever.
- So what happened?
- Jones was right.
He must've known that we were coming.
We saw a car.
I fired back.
I hit something but Jones was already...
- Dallas, he's gonna be fine.
Jonesy's too stubborn to die.
- I'm gonna find him.
We gotta fine those fuckers, Macky.
- We will.
- What's wrong.
- I hate it when you do that.
- What?
- Read my mind.
- Well, it's not that hard.
You have a tell.
- What's that?
- You furrow your brow.
- That's it.
I give you too much credit then.
- We can go.
Right now I have enough.
- And the job.
- Someone else will step in.
It's not too late.
- I don't walk away.
- You know doing something for yourself
doesn't make you a horrible person, right?
- Sarah, I'm gonna tell you something.
I was six.
I was watching a ball game on TV,
and my daddy walked in the door.
He fell to the floor.
He was thrown from a car.
He was all beaten and bloody.
My mom and I we tried to pick him up.
But he was too drunk.
He's too slippery from all the blood.
See he was a gambler.
He borrowed money from loan sharks.
He was trying to balance one debt from the other.
I held his hand while I watched him slip away.
The whole time he just kept saying,
"It's gonna be just fine."
I swore to myself I would always pay my debt.
- I'm sorry.
- I owe them.
- This isn't about your debt.
- This was a mistake.
- They made their own decision
and all of you suffered for it.
But you can't go back,
and you can't fix it.
There's a way that you wish things were
and then there's reality.
- I told you I hate it when you do that.
- How's it going in there?
- Who the fuck is this?
- The one who tells you what happens next.
- You have no idea who you're fucking with.
- A washed up boxer, an ex-con,
a discharged Marine, and a grifter
I know exactly who you are.
- I'm not the one to worry about.
- In the plane there's a blueprint.
On that blueprint is an X
where I want you to drop a second duffel.
You do that and I let you go.
- Go where you killed our pilot.
- You have two hours or I call the cops.
- Well?
- They say give them another duffel.
They let us go that or they call the cops.
- Oh, fuck that we ain't giving them shit.
- Agreed. - What do we do now, huh?
We just sit here and watch Jones die?
- That ain't gonna happen.
- No, not if we get him to a hospital it won't.
- We need a car.
We need a way outta here.
- Yeah, right.
We go outside they shoot us.
We stay inside Jones dies.
- Well, what's your idea, bro?
- Look, we don't know who's out there.
We don't know how many are out there.
We're making blind decisions
and just hoping one of them pans out.
I'm saying we consider all our options.
- You wanna do it.
You wanna give them the duffel.
- Look, it might buy us some time alright.
We can retrace our steps.
We figure out what the fuck is going on here, alright.
We'll track down these motherfuckers.
But we do it our way.
- Are you fucking kidding me, man?
They ain't gonna let us go.
They got us right up against the ropes right now.
And they're gonna keep on coming until we drop.
- Why are you in such a rush to give away our take?
- To keep him alive. - Oh, go on.
Say it, Mack.
Go on, say it.
- Say it right now. - Say what?
- Say it come on ask your brother, Dallas.
- Ask him. - Say what?
What the fuck are you talking about?
- Ask him.
- Harrison thinks I'm the rat.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
What?
What happened to Miss Parker?
- This has nothing to do with her.
- Are you kidding me man this was all her idea.
She set this whole thing up
the hangar, coming here to catch a plane
the way out it was all her idea.
- She wouldn't kill anyone.
- How do you know that?
All I see is the four of us hung out to dry.
If there's a rat, it's that bitch.
- That's enough, Dallas.
You back the fuck off.
- Holy shit.
Holy shit, bro.
He's fucking her.
- What?
- Is that true?
- That's great.
That's fucking great.
She used you.
She used you to set us up.
Is she out there, Harrison?
Did she shoot Jones?
Is she letting you stir this pot to a boil?
- I am not the one
who wants to give our money away, remember.
- It's him. - Oh, yeah?
- It's him. - Yeah.
- Stay cool stay cool.
- Talk to me baby you're scaring me.
- Why won't you tell me what's going on?
- I don't know what you're talking about.
- Yes, you do. - No, I don't.
You know what I'm not gonna do this with you.
I am not gonna stand here and watch you.
- I found this in your pocket.
- So?
- So, is there something you wanna tell me?
- It's a phone number, D.
- Whose phone number?
- A friend of Annie's.
We were out my phone died she wrote it down.
- Annie did? - Her friend did.
- It was a she?
- Alright, Dallas I'm not gonna do this with you.
- Tell me what's going on, goddamn it.
Don't you fucking lie to me.
- I just did.
- Yeah, well, who is this person?
- Who are you talking about?
- The friend of Annie's, Gracie.
- Dallas, I don't... - 'Cause, you know what
when I called he didn't really wanna talk to me.
Look at me.
- I told you, D.
It was just some guy.
He was hitting on me at the bar.
- Some guy. - It's not a big deal.
- Some fucking guy.
- Yeah, I just put his number...
- And you kept his number?
- So.
- Did you call him?
- What do you want me to say to you?
- Did you call him?
- D, please.
- Where's your phone at? - I'm sorry.
- Where's your fucking phone at?
- It's not a big deal.
- Jesus Christ how long has this been going on?
How long?
- Give me my phone back.
Dallas, wait.
- You okay?
- Yeah, what the fuck is going on?
- I can't take this shit.
- We got a call.
The guns outside want another duffel.
- They let you in here, huh?
For how much?
- Two bills.
- You're not exactly the influence
I had in mind for my rehab.
Not that I give a shit.
They don't let you have this shit overseas.
Not where I was.
- I got your message.
- I didn't think you'd come.
- So your stint in the military didn't work out then?
- What does it look like?
I want back in.
- Dallas has got a fight Saturday night a big one.
Could be the break we're waiting for.
He's always looked at you like a brother you know that.
Why don't you come?
- Yeah.
- Saturday night I'll pick you up at five.
- Does this mean you got a spot for me?
- There's always a spot for you.
- Hey.
- Keep it.
- No, man, I'm trying a new leaf I gotta.
- Come on Jonesy that ain't gonna kill ya.
- I don't know what they're doing.
I don't know it's a fucking shit show.
- I used to be great at ping pong.
I ever tell you that?
- What?
- My older stepbrother should've been Asian, man.
He used to win every fucking game.
Except one night I had him.
I was up seven points.
It was game point,
and then he pulled some ninja shit and won.
I was so fucking pissed off
I punched a hole through the wall with my paddle.
My stepmom didn't let me play for a month.
Wanted me to learn perspective.
- That's fucking great, Jones.
- Perspective.
So he calls the cops.
Then what?
The cartel isn't gonna tell anyone
their drug money's gone missing.
Shit.
No one's ever gonna know we were in that fucking bank, man.
But Bartlett's body
that's the fucking thing that ties us to a crime.
The bag is filled with how much weight you think?
- A buck, buck fifty, maybe.
- Think we could fit 200?
- I'm not following.
- Well, you used to box it, light heavyweight, right?
- Right.
- So that would make our pilot a heavyweight.
- You gotta be fucking kidding me.
- We fucking send them a bag of bones.
We tell them if they want the money,
they gotta come in and get it.
Anyone got a hacksaw?
Give me your gun.
- It's not loaded.
- I don't give a fuck.
- Neither do I.
- Look, man a mugging
cops don't give a piss about a mugging.
Alright beat him so bad he can't walk.
He can't talk.
We put a cap in him this whole thing blows up.
Alright not just the job.
You, me, your brother.
Everything.
Southpaw.
Don't knock his head off you got me?
- I thought it'd pay off, Jonesy.
Thought I'd be able to pay her back for everything.
- Nah, brother.
This has nothing to do with what happened in the ring.
Alright, the bitch is cheating on you.
- Are you sure?
- She's a whore.
That's what whores do.
♪ I don't care
♪ I will kill
♪ I will kill you too
- Hey, just make sure he's still breathing.
- You stay in the car.
- Fuck.
♪ Can't you tell you'll end up on the floor
♪ You'll end up on the floor
- What are you doing with her?
- Excuse me. - Gracie.
The girl in the bar.
- Do I know you?
- Not yet.
- Hey, man she didn't tell me she had a boyfriend.
I told you she didn't say anything.
- She's wearing a ring, motherfucker.
- I didn't know.
- Here's what's gonna happen next.
You're not gonna call.
You're not gonna text.
You're gonna disappear you got that?
- Feel better now?
- I told you to stay in the car.
- Hey, better to know now though right?
- What'd you say?
- I mean I'd wanna know.
If I were you,
I'd wanna know all about my girl.
- What?
You fucking her?
- I didn't say that.
- Alright that's enough.
That's enough.
That's enough, Dallas, come on.
Let's go.
Let it go, bro.
- You are playing with fire.
I warned you about this.
The rat's on your end.
Find him then we'll talk.
- What the fuck is this?
- It's the new plan. - Says who?
- We don't need your permission.
- He wants another duffel dropped here on site
at this small building.
- We're gonna send him a bag of fucking bones.
Send him a message and we get rid of the fucking body.
- That's it?
That's your fucking plan that's beautiful.
You guys are playing cowboys so you don't have to look at
the shit staring you in the fucking face.
Somewhere along the line someone got greedy.
Someone thinks they deserve more.
- Yeah, did you talk to the girl that you're fucking?
Maybe she has some insight.
Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
- What the fuck, man?
- Man, put the fucking gun away.
- I told you this has got nothing to do with her.
- No, then why are you hiding behind a gun?
- Everybody take a second, alright.
The only way to beat the heat is to stay cool, Harrison.
You taught me that.
- This is an inside job.
- Brother. - Open your eyes, Jonesy.
Someone said something, alright.
You got nothing to lose.
And Dallas he's got no fucking brain.
- Say that to my face.
- Fucking take it easy.
Harrison, put that fucking gun away.
- Harrison, what if you're wrong, huh?
What if we're not the guy who did it?
Those guys outside they ain't gonna stop coming.
- Yeah, you're gonna tell us who they are
and we'll figure out what we do after.
- Easy now. - You are so full of shit.
- Easy, Dallas.
- You don't have the balls.
- Oh yeah, try me Dallas.
- Well, then what's the problem go ahead.
Pull the trigger motherfucker.
- I told you that this has got nothing to do with you.
- You fuck with my brother you fuck with me.
- Stop it. - Bring it on.
- Nobody's shooting anyone.
- Jonesy.
- You shoot him I shoot you.
- Harrison, this doesn't have to happen.
- Come on, Jonesy.
You know this wasn't me.
- Yeah, wasn't Mack either.
- Harrison, the gun.
- Five minutes.
- Not yet. - You know the rules.
- It's still quiet.
- I'll give you 45 more seconds.
- You're not getting me.
We ain't fucking going without him.
- We rise together we fall together.
- Sometimes pigs go dark don't use their radios.
They could be on their way.
- Not in Ohio, dude.
We're fucking fine.
- Fuck. - This is why
you fuckers should carry phones.
- One call, one text,
take your eye off the prize one second
and shit can slide south.
One focus.
One phone.
One number for when the job is done.
- Fucking brilliant.
- He'll be here he'll make it.
- Stop being a fucking pussy.
- Five and a half.
- You know, Mack and I
we took 25K off our first grab.
He popped that fault like it was a soda can.
I ain't seen anybody move that fast.
But the driver got in his mind
that he was gonna grab the take for himself.
He tried to shoot me.
Mack took the bullet.
So you wanna leave, leave.
Open the door and get the fuck out.
- Hey, he's your boy.
I get that but you're running out of time.
- Will you stop being a fucking pussy?
We ain't fucking going anywhere until the man says so.
- 19-9 Sarge any units there
respond at 78th Street.
- Yeah I got two police on assignment.
The one on 98th and 5th following
and the other one at 85 East End Avenue.
- It's time.
- Go, go now.
- No. Harrison.
We're not fucking leaving Mack.
We're not leaving him.
- Traitor.
- You're right about the body.
We're gonna have to get rid of it.
- Fuck.
I can't do it, Mack.
- I got this, bro.
God help me.
I'm not a Catholic, father.
- Do you have a confession?
- I didn't believe in God
not until I was on the floor in cell block A,
blood was in my eyes my jaw was smashed sideways.
No one was coming for me.
No one.
I've seen plenty of people beg, father
for their mothers,
for their wives,
and the only person I called out to was God.
- Go on.
- The pain didn't go away but the fear did.
And I made a promise.
I made a promise that I wouldn't go back
to the way things were before.
And now I gotta break that promise, father.
- Why?
- Family.
Family.
- Wait.
I don't know what you're facing.
But I do know God will provide.
If you ask for it,
whatever you think you need to do you don't.
- I'm not worth it.
- None of us are.
But he's there just the same.
- I think he'll understand.
I'm not sure but for what it's worth
and for what's about to happen, I'm sorry.
You know, Harrison's got a point
as fucked up as it sounds, you know.
Yeah, we've been good for what,
15 jobs or so now?
Ms. Parker's hooked us up with all of them.
If something went wrong.
If it was Harrison,
he would've thought it through.
If it was him, he would've been cool.
Calculated.
This is just sloppy.
- Yeah,
we all know Mack cares more about cracking a safe
than what's inside of it, so
that leaves me, you, and Ms. Parker.
- You know me, Jones.
- And you know me, brother.
I wouldn't fuck you over.
Then I wouldn't have anyone to drink on the beach with.
- Cut the loyalty shit, Jonesy.
He blew like the wind.
Always did.
Why don't you tell your drinking buddy, Dallas
about how many men you left behind.
I heard it was five.
- What's he talking about, bro?
- He left Marines to die.
- You don't know what the fuck you're talking about.
- Oh, you don't think I checked up on you
before I pulled you out of the gutter
for a second time, Jonesy?
Oxy.
Is that the drug of choice for a patriot?
How many you take to swallow the truth?
- Fuck you, you fucking fuck.
- Who are you to judge, huh?
Five years.
Five fucking years you left me for those pigs.
You wanna talk about cut and run.
You're the king of cut and run.
Burn everything, right?
Burn everything and burn everyone.
Isn't that what you taught me?
For what?
It's never gonna be enough.
There's always gonna be more to take.
Another job or a bigger score.
You're walking away.
You're retiring on a beach with Cervezas.
Tell me that's just a fucking lie.
It's a fucking lie you tell yourself.
And you're gonna be chasing that lie
until it fucking kills you.
- Come one relax.
Take a walk and have a cigarette.
- Go on, Dallas.
Come on take a look.
Oh, you don't know him like I do.
Go on take a look.
- Come on, bro.
You ready?
Fuck.
- Pain killers don't kill the pain just numb it.
When they wear off that shit's still there
like a fucking migraine splitting your skull.
Sometimes you can't see straight.
Sometimes you vomit.
Sometimes you close yourself in a dark room
and you just try to wait it out.
None of it works.
Turns out that you can't run from your past.
Who the fuck are you to judge me?
- I get it, Jonesy.
'66 GTU.
Purred like a lion when you kicked it on.
Candy apple red,
black stripe down the center
ripe for the picking.
I don't blame you for trying to jack it.
- This ain't about that.
- Oh, yeah it is.
See I pulled you out of the gutter twice,
alright twice.
And you sit there and you talk about loyalty.
And I am tied to a fucking chair.
Come on, Jonesy.
This is an inside job.
And we are on the outside.
Come on, Jonesy.
Come on.
Come on, Jonesy.
Come one.
- Fuck.
Where are you, motherfucker?
Jones, you fuck.
- Wow, that's a nice toilet Carver.
Sorry about the aftermath.
- You're a tough guy hiding
hiding behind the needle.
- Are you looking for this?
I found it for you.
- Fuck, Jones.
Fuck you.
- Here's why you're such a smart bastard.
Did you really read all these, Carver?
- Fuck you.
- The Brothers Karamazov
This is a fucking classic, Carver.
Yeah, buddy.
It sucks when the shit goes down.
And all you can do is lie there
and fucking take it.
Can't move nowhere to go.
No one to help.
And there goes your rug.
- You're fucking dead man you understand me?
- I couldn't.
You got a lot of shit in your mouth.
- This isn't over, Jones.
- For you it is.
- I should've listened to you.
Now you're here and it's all gone to shit.
- It's not over yet.
- Why'd you take the fall?
I don't get that.
You did five years for Harrison
but he would burn you in a heartbeat.
- He's confused.
- No, don't that.
- No, it's true.
- Answer the question.
- Alright.
It was my fault.
- You all pulled the job.
You were all guilty.
- It was the bank, D
the bank.
The one across the street from the auto shop.
I was stealing from the people that took from us.
I was trying to take it back.
It was supposed to be just the safe deposit boxes.
But once I got inside I was obsessed with that safe
with cracking it and setting fire to the vault.
I needed to get inside.
And I didn't care what happened to anyone else.
Anger and hate don't die easy.
And I couldn't let that go.
So the man upstairs he made me pay for it.
Okay?
- I get it.
She was cheating on me, Macky.
I didn't tell her anything.
Whatever she did it was because I wasn't there.
- You still got that cash I gave you, right?
- It's stashed away.
- Okay, so what happens next?
So I'm gonna go back and finish the job
and you're gonna go into town and call an ambulance.
- Fuck no.
Fuck no I'm not leaving.
- Jones needs an ambulance.
- We can use Harrison's phone.
- You can't be here.
- I won't leave, Mack.
- We call an ambulance it shows up we all go to prison.
And, let me tell you something.
Five years in a cell fucks with your head.
Nothing left but your own thoughts screaming the what ifs,
the should have dones.
And the only thing that kept me sane the whole time
was knowing that you were out here in the ring
fighting for something different.
Me, Harrison, and Jones
we deserve what's coming.
But you, not you.
Not you.
So you take that money
and you fix that hand.
And you give it another go.
You do that.
You do that for me.
- It's complicated I can't do that.
- It really isn't.
- Macky, I'm not leaving you.
- Can you still run the six minute mile?
- I smoke a pack a day.
- Right, you better get going.
- Mack.
Mack.
Dispatch to car 109.
- Over I thought you'd be drunk by now.
- Short straws.
Rest of the boys and three sheets.
Listen this is probably nothing.
But we got a call about shots fired
at the air stripe hangar.
- It's a fucking holiday.
- It's probably nothing, Timperman.
But we need someone to check it out.
- Yo, Jonesy.
- Where's your brother?
- He's gone.
- Hey, Mack
you know the worst part of the job
walking away after it's done.
Yeah, you gotta wash your hands,
burn the clothes,
walk down the street like nothing happened.
No one knows what you've done.
I like to walk past the bank.
Key a cop car
while the cops are inside trying to find us.
One last fuck you before I hop on a plane
and head out of town.
And that's what this is, Mack
one last fuck you.
- You just left him?
You left him at the bank.
You left him in prison to rot.
You're just fucking leaving him now
Man this isn't us.
We're getting through this.
- Alright, let me tell you how this is gonna go down.
Me and my hostage we're gonna take your car
and drive away or I'm gonna put a bullet in his head.
- Relax no one has to die here.
- Who the fuck are you?
You think you can talk me down?
We walk or he dies.
I'm taking one of you with me.
- Stay where you are.
- What are you doing?
- We rise together.
We fall together.
- Jonesy.
- No one gets left behind.
Not this time.
- Drop your weapon.
- Are you okay?
Are you okay?
Timperman, are you okay?
- I thought you weren't interested.
- Changed my mind.
- Tell me why.
- It's for family.
- You don't have any.
- Not that you know of.
After this they can walk away.
And all the shit everything I put them through
will be a distant memory and they can put it behind them.
Give us the job.
- It's yours.
- Thank you.
Someday soon, Sarah, it'll be just you and me.
We'll find a place in wine country by the sea
and just drink red wine and
and I'll just look at you all day long,
all day long.
- Hello?
- Hey, baby. - Hey, thank god.
- Do you love me?
- Where the hell are you?
- Answer the question.
- Of course I do.
Baby, what's happening?
- I need to know.
I need to know about that guy that you've been calling
the guy you've been seeing.
'Cause if you love me you wouldn't lie to me right?
- D, please.
- Please, what? - Please tell me
you're gonna understand when I tell you this.
- Who is he please?
- I thought something was going down.
You weren't coming home.
You weren't talking to me.
- So what you started fucking somebody?
- No, alright listen.
There was money in the bank but you weren't working.
And I thought you were working with Harrison.
So I had to do something.
- Fuck Gracie fuck.
- See it was for you, you gotta understand.
- Well, tell me who he is what's his name?
- He's a private detective.
- You had me followed?
Goddamn it.
- D. - God.
- Baby, no.
- Did you know? - Know what?
- About the bank, the money
the fucking money did you know?
- What bank are you talking about?
- Jesus Christ don't lie to me.
- I'm not lying to you.
I don't know all I know is that he was tailing you.
That's it.
Baby, please you gotta understand.
Please, you gotta understand.
I did it for you.
- There's 50K in my gym bag in the closet.
- Oh, please, baby.
- I'll call when I can.
- Please I love you.
- Fuck.
- Bad day, huh?
You fucks are something.
I take one duffel.
I shoot a guy.
And then you give me a second duffel.
How you guys pulled off this job while being that dumb
I will never know.
Now where are the last bags?
- You killed them.
- Where are the duffel's?
- I'll show you.
- You'll tell me.
- How long you think you got, huh?
More cops will be coming.
- It's not them that you have to worry about.
- You untie me or you find it yourself.
- They thought it was you.
Oh, you sad sorry bunch of fucks.
- I tell you what I'll make you a deal?
- Yeah.
I'll give you a duffel for your wallet.
- Keep moving.
Now.
- Can you help me out here, huh?
- All of it.
- Now how 'bout that wallet?
- So you're the funny one?
On your knees.
You see the sad thing is
is that when I started following you guys
I wanted to see you get away with it.
But your brother he's a real fuck.
- You know my brother?
- Not really. No.
- Fuck.
Oh, yeah now I see it on your face.
Yeah, he's been there.
You should stop while you're ahead.
Now that was just a tap.
- Hey,
how does it feel, huh
to be this close to getting away with it
and then to get here and to see it all go to shit?
You see that plane sitting there just laughing at you.
How does it feel?
- You tell me.
Sorry, my friend.
- What the fuck happened?
- You know I used to play chess with my dad
when he wasn't drunk not to win
but to keep him at the board,
stay alive as long as possible,
play for the dead draw, game no one wins.
Because, when it was over that's when he would
pick up the bottle and start hitting.
That's you now because that woman you stole from,
it's only a matter of time 'til she ends the game.
So you're gonna start running.
And she's gonna start hunting.
Might take a week,
might take a year but she will find you.
Come on.
- Give me a second.
- Keep him alive.
- Are you okay?
- It's Mack.
- I told him not to trust you.
- Someone followed us.
- And the damage?
- Jones and Harrison are both dead.
- Who was the rat?
- Some private eye he was tailing one of us.
- You have him?
- No, he got away
but he won't get far.
His name is Scott Jackson
from Chicago, 222 West Huron.
He's carrying a duffel.
Inside that duffel you'll find the pilot that he killed.
- I'll make a few calls.
- I left your take in the hangar, yours and Harrison's.
It's in a cardboard box in an air vent.
Once the heat blows over it's yours.
- Mack, tell me how.
- He died so we could get away.
- Of course he did.
- He loved you, you know.
- I know.
- I'm sorry.
- So what happens next?
- We get back in the ring.
You got a smoke?
- I'm out.
- Fuck.
Well.
♪ Man it sure feels good
♪ What you running from
♪ Hey freedom ain't what you thought it'd be
♪ Freedom ain't what you thought it'd be
♪ Oh today the lie won't spill
♪ Finally
♪ Oh today the lie won't spill
♪ Finally
♪ Thought you'd be the holy water
♪ Could've been the lamb to the slaughter
♪ Used to serve him tightly highly
♪ All alone in the side car riding
♪ He gone call it
♪ It's all in as long as you can ride
♪ Oh today the lie won't spill
♪ Finally
♪ Oh today the lie won't spill
♪ Finally
♪ He gone call it
♪ It's all in as long as you can ride
♪ Oh today the lie won't spill
♪ Finally
♪ Oh today the lie won't spill
♪ Finally