Yeah! That's great! That's great!
Thank you! Thank you!
- Peter Roberts
- Yeah!
- Dad, wake up.
- Thank you! Thank you!
- Dad, wake up!
- What? What?
- Come on, we 'll be late
- Who is it? Who is it?
Dad, wake up!
We're going to be late!
Who disturbs my sleep?
- Morning. Good Morning! Hi...
- Hi...
Can you take Becca to school?
- I've got to be in court.
- I've got a 9 am.
- So do I.
- Sure. Yes.
I'm taking you to school kid.
- You want an orange?
- I already have an orange.
- What's for breakfast?
- You're too late.
By the way, have you called that guy
about the job?
What job?
No, not yet.
I told him you would.
It's an office job
but it pays more
than you're earning now,
and in case you didn't notice
we need the money.
I just don't feel like...
I won't be very fulfilled...
in a...
- office.
- I've got to go.
But Freddy's so close on the money.
I talked to him.
I talked to him last week.
He hasn't called me back yet,
but he's so close on the cash, man,
it's just like...
- It's just like...
- Maybe Freddy
can pay our mortgage.
Are you two going to fight again?
- Go get your bag, honey.
- Yeah, go get dressed.
Go put on a tie or something.
Look, I 'm sorry,
but using our money
to put a down payment
on that monstrosity.
It's not a monstrosity.
- What is it?
- It's a school.
It's racing school.
It's a school where people race.
And I teach them.
I teach them how to race.
Because that's what I'm good at.
It's what I do.
I'm gonna be late.
What I used to do.
Now I don't do that.
Wait, don't leave me!
Do we have to go in your car?
What does it look like?
You see any other cars around here?
Whoa, whoa whoa.
You can sit up front with me.
No, someone might see me!
This is a perfectly good car, kid.
Your dad makes his living
driving this car.
Okay, speed bump.
This car, it pays for your clothes,
it pays for your food, it pays for
this incredibly expensive school
that you take for granted.
Mommy pays for most of it.
Nice.
OK Junior.
Go on.
Have fun, OK?
Love you. See you. Bye.
Y'ello.
Oh hi, yeah.
I'm just... outside.
Yes, sure, if you can give me another
couple of weeks
then I will have the money. I...
Yes, I... understand.
But we've had some...
plumbing problems lately.
And I mean wow, like... really expensive.
So, I'm a little short right now.
What?
No, no, no, I understand.
I understand completely.
There's always public school.
Thank you. Thank you so much.
It's another beautiful day
on the Gold Coast.
24 degrees Celsius with
perfect beach conditions forecast.
...will experience a late morning change
with a storm front moving in
from the west
bringing scattered showers from
the hinterland
and coastal ranges.
Monday through Saturday.
Sundays can be arranged
but at a higher cost.
I will just as soon as he walks in.
- Good morning sexy lady.
- Thank you. - Sorry.
How are we today?
- Do that great accent that you do.
- No.
- Come on, just one more time.
- No!
- Hi Mr. Roberts.
- You're back.
Again.
Um... yeah.
I wasn't scheduled until 9.
9 o'clock? It can't be 9 o'clock.
Ow! Jesus Christ!
- Are you alright?
- It's hot!
- Do you need help?
- Hey! Back up! Sit!
- Is she mine?
- Not today mate.
You've got a personal. A Mr. Keller?
He's waiting out the front.
So...
Mr. Keller?
Mr. Roberts.
You must be my 9 o'clock.
- Indeed I am.
- Pleasure.
Yeah.
I assume I 'm a little older
than your usual clientele.
Oh no, we get all kinds if
you can believe it.
- I can.
- Good.
- So you're an American.
- Yeah.
- We have something in common.
- Yes, that's why
- I picked you.
- Okay.
- So you've driven before?
- Uh-huh.
Yeah, but you know, I was on
the other side of the road
in America since I was 16.
OK. I think we'll probably...
- Shall we ah...
- Yeah, yeah, sure, sure.
I just need a signature.
- Okay.
- Right here.
In case anything happens...
Mental, physical incapacity, no.
- I can fill that out later.
- That's good. OK.
Yeah, thanks mister. Thank you.
OK, I don't have a current address.
I'm just here on business for the week.
- Shall we um...
- Sure, sure.
Why don't we take it on the main road,
to see where you're at.
- You've got a little experience.
- Yeah, I do.
Sure you have.
That's the windshield wipers there.
- Yeah.
- One click up.
- No, the other way. Up.
- Oh shit!
Up. You just want to click those up
one more time.
- I did, you see? It's not...
- One more time.
Click it up.
There you go.
Alright, why don't you back it on up.
We're going to take you out on the
main street. Oh!
- Aren't we forgetting something?
- What?
- Seat belt.
- Oh yes, of course.
You know,
I want to keep everything nice and legal.
- Yeah.
- Street legal as they say, right?
- Street legal.
- OK.
- Alright.
- Go ahead.
- Let's open this
- fucker up!
- Whoa!
Easy now. Hold on.
Ease up on the gas a little.
I thought you liked a little
get up and go!
Whoa now!
Hey, slow down. Please slow down.
It's residential.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Hang on. Let this guy go around OK?
- Go where?
- Go around.
Just let him go around.
Don't pull up.
- This is the wrong side.
- Whoa!
You stay here.
- I don't know where I'm going.
- Let him go around.
- There you go.
- Fucking dickhead!
- Thank you.
- Perfect. Why don't you...
hang a left up here.
I lost my pen.
Yeah, I think it's down by your feet.
Alright, now really...
- we just want to take it easy.
- Yeah.
You're getting the hang of it.
Alright I want you to pause...
here at the end and then hang
a right, OK?
Make a right!
Other side! Other side!
Alright, good, good.
No, no, no! You'll have to put on your
breaks because there's a speed bump.
Speed bump!
OK.
Slow down, slow down.
What I want you to do is pause
at the roundabout.
Go around the other side!
Other way!
It's not this way.
- It's the other...
- Is it?
You liked that did you?
Want to go around again?
Do you have the time?
No, I don't.
- Yeah you do.
- It's a little after 9.
Please.
Can we uh... can we just stop somewhere
for a quick bite to eat?
Are you hungry? I'm a little bit
rattled.
Can we just get a bite to eat?
A cup of coffee?
Come on.
May I have the keys please?
Ouch!
You could hand them to me like a...
person.
So, Mr. Keller,
how'd you get my name?
This guy tipped me off, Bill.
Bill? Somebody I taught?
- He has brown hair.
- Brown hair.
It's not important.
You like driving that golf cart
out there?
Yeah, it's a living. Sure.
Yeah? I wouldn't think so
not after driving those V8 super cars.
Right?
Excuse me?
You were a driver.
- Yeah.
You were good.
Better than most in fact, right?
- That's what I'm told.
- Oh.
Yeah, I mean I won a few races
- that's for sure.
- Yeah.
Yeah, it was a...
- nice little run.
- Yeah.
Why'd you quit?
Oh, you know I...
I had a lot of responsibilities and a...
Come on, man.
Give up all that?
Well... You want to know the truth?
Yeah.
I got a girl pregnant
and married her and had a family.
Oh, the wifey told you to quit.
Well, she... we... we...
We thought that something might happen
it's a dangerous job and...
you know, you've got to grow up.
Everybody's got to grow up.
Now you're a driving instructor?
Well I guess I am. It's a living. You know
I provide a service.
Oh, come on!
You're... you're... you're...
throwing away a dream.
It's a dream discarded
in service of a selfish skirt
and a menial 9 to 5!
You were good, man!
It's not me anymore.
But your wife is a selfish skirt?
I'm just saying I would expect you
to argue
that point first. And you weren't quick
to jump to her defense.
- That's all I'm saying.
- Huh.
Hi guys, is there anything I can grab
the two of you?
- Yes.
- Oh no, I was actually...
was leaving.
No, no, no, my treat.
A couple coffees?
- Two coffees, black.
- Thank you.
It won't be too long.
Thank you. No, I'm just saying
it's curious,
I'm curious. It makes me curious.
I'm curious. Are you curious?
What do you do, Mr. Keller?
What kind of work are you in?
Oh I consult. I work for the city.
You work for the city? What city?
Cleveland.
So you're here on vacation?
Sort of.
You seem to know a lot about me.
Well look it's the internet. Everybody's
business is everybody's business.
- Right?
- Yeah.
It's not every day you get
an Australian driver's license
and you get to meet a...
You could really teach me
how to drive.
- Right?
- Is that...
what this is about? Is that
what you want?
No, I 'm just a fan.
You know, just a fan.
How much money did you make back then?
I mean, how much are you making now?
You've got a kid in private school
and you've probably got a mortgage.
Your wife's a lawyer, but...
she's not bringing that kind scratch,
right?
I'm just...
I just realized that I'm not
feeling very well.
- What? No, no, no. I didn't mean.
- I'm gonna go.
I didn't mean to be personal.
Hey partner, don't be like that.
I just want to know...
- who I'm dealing with here. You know?
- Who are you?
What... what do you want?
Oh, I just, you know, want to get my
license and learn how to drive.
I'll take you back to the office, OK?
They'll find you
another instructor, and...
Well if that's the way you want
to play it.
Do you think umm...
we could just stop off at the
bank for five minutes?
- This is not a taxi service.
- No, I know, I have to...
cash a traveler's check.
- Mr. Keller...
- To pay you. I...
- Yeah.
- To pay you.
- Yeah, that's it. Right here.
- I can't pull over here.
- Yeah you can.
- I can't stop the car.
- Just, just... stop.
- What the fuck?
- Hey!
- Five minutes.
What the fuck?
Gunshots reported on Chevron Island.
Fuck!
Drive, drive, drive, drive!
Are you kidding me?
Oh my God! What did you do?
What did you just do?
What did we just do.
You just robbed a bank!
- That's a matter of opinion.
- You robbed a bank!
- That is not exactly true.
- Oh my God! Oh my God!
That is not technically true!
You're not going to shoot me, man.
Are you?
I can't do this, pal. I can't be
involved. I'm gone.
I wouldn't do that if I were you.
Help, help!
What the fuck?
God damn it!
Why doesn't anybody listen to me?
Drive!
The cops are gonna shoot you down!
The cops are the last thing we
need to worry about.
We?
We better lose these guys.
- Roadblock.
- Hang on, asshole!
Whoa!
Humphrey to base, we've lost them.
They're heading north
on Marine Parade.
Yeah, we've lost visual contact.
We're heading back to Cavill Avenue.
Standing by.
OK, run!
Take the money! Run!
Take the money and run, man!
Here! Go, go, go, go, go!
- Drive!
- The cops! Cops...
Fuck! God damn it!
Very impressive.
Mr. Roberts, see why I hired you?
You didn't hire me. You kidnapped me.
Semantics.
Given the PE ratio
is the market cap accurate?
What about undiluted EPS?
I don't see that here. What's
the current bid?
What about restricted stock options?
We have a problem.
Is there any reputational risk?
I want answers to these.
Excuse me.
- Back in a moment.
- Everything OK there, Mario?
Minor glitch. I'll take care of it.
OK folks, let's focus. There's a
lot of money riding on this,
so let's try to get it right.
Security to base. No sign as yet.
Now sweeping East Commercial Drive.
- Where am I taking you?
- We're gonna switch cars.
- Yeah?
- Make a right.
I shouldn't be involved in
something like this.
Will you just relax?
- Everything's gonna be OK.
- Really? Because it's looking
pretty fucked up from where I'm
sitting right now!
I've got to call my wife.
What the fuck? Hey, hey!
- You're gonna thank me for that later.
- What the fuck!
They can use that to locate us.
- Fuck you!
- You wouldn't like it.
Trust me.
That's them up ahead!
Base, we are in pursuit.
Have you actually got a plan
or is this
the world's dumbest fucking crime?
- You're my plan. I invested in you.
- Why? Why?
Because you're a demon behind
the wheel.
You're a fucking race car driver, man!
Because you're a demon behind the wheel.
You're a fucking race car driver, man!
Couldn't you find someone who does
this for a living?
What, is there a shortage of criminals?
You cannot trust criminals.
They are untrustworthy in every way.
- All the bonds?
- I 'm afraid so.
- From the safe?
- Yes.
- It could only be Keller.
- Yes.
I want him dead, and whoever is
is with him.
You keep local law enforcement
out of it.
Our friends on the force pulled
back the net.
They're leaving him to our security team.
Good. Where are they?
Who are those guys?
They're like mercenaries.
Take a left.
We found them!
Security has engaged.
Let me know when it's done.
These aren't fucking cops, man!
I told you that. Don't you ever
listen to me?
What the hell kind of bank
did you rob?
Well they're not a bank in any
recognizable definition of the word.
- I'm gonna kill you! I'm gonna kill you!
- That's the spirit!
I'm gonna ring your fucking neck.
In time.
Hold on.
Oh God!
Jesus Christ!
Armed robbers raided the
International Bank and Trust
this morning
shortly after it opened, taking
an undisclosed sum of money
- and getting away...
- Yeah, Mr. Rossi?
...driving school. A witness
said to this exclusive...
Yeah, I know. I realize that.
If you find them, you need to tell me.
Because we need to be there.
Police presence and all that.
They resisted. Officers had no
choice but to bring them down.
Yep, OK. I'll be here.
- They get them?
- Not yet.
Traffic cam says they're headed north.
So we need to put our men
where they won't get in the way.
I've already taken care of it.
Good boy. Shouldn't take long to
spot them then.
Alright, listen up!
Now you all have your assignments, yeah?
So let's get out there and catch
these bloody wankers!
Do we even know who these wankers are?
- Who are you?
- Agent Walker.
Federal Police Major Crime Squad.
This is my associate, agent Brown.
This is a state matter.
Not anymore.
You see The International Bank and
Trust is under investigation
for money laundering and tax fraud.
Well... I don't know anything
about that...
but this is an armed robbery.
Pure and simple. It's our jurisdiction.
I know who you are...
and what you are,
Chief Inspector. From now on,
you and your men, work for me.
If you've got a problem with that
I suggest you call Commissioner
Rogerson.
I know he would love to hear from you.
Alright.
You're the boss.
Did you hear that?
Federal Special Agent Walker
is now in charge of this investigation.
Now I want you all to give her
your full cooperation.
Alright?
Let's get out of here.
Alright ladies and gentlemen,
what do we have so far?
You like it?
- It's great.
- Dual banger...
overhead cam...
more your style isn't it?
- Yeah, yeah, it's OK.
- "It's OK?"
Bullshit! It's beautiful.
Get in we'll try it out.
No, no. I'm not going.
Yes you are.
- Get in, partner.
- You heard what I said.
I'm not your partner.
- Get in the car.
- Listen, I'm...
I'm gonna walk out of here, OK?
And there's nothing you can do or say
that's gonna change my mind.
How about "Try it and I'll shoot you!"?
You're not gonna shoot me.
Well I sort of have to. Otherwise
you won't take me seriously.
If you shoot me, you're not going
to have a driver.
- I'll improvise.
- OK.
- Get in the car.
- OK.
I can't get in the car.
- Yes you can.
- No I can't.
I'll explain it to you.
I've got to get out of here. I'm turning
around and walking out of here.
- Roberts...
- I'm sorry.
- Roberts...
- Hey have fun in jail, OK.
God! God!
Jesus! Ow! Fuck!
Yeah... I had to... you know?
That's the whole point.
- God!
- Why are you surprised?
I told you I'm about to shoot you.
- What the fuck did you shoot me with?
- Rubber bullet.
Russian 9mm self-defense.
I use it for when I'm mildly
pissed off.
I use these when I 'm serious.
I can't... I can't feel my ass!
Well it's supposed to hurt.
Otherwise it's not a deterrent.
- You think this is funny.
- No.
Is that what this is about?
Come on, let's go. Let's do it!
Come on, we're gonna do it!
Put 'em up, pal!
Put that rubber gun down.
Come on!
Come on!
- Jesus! Ow!
- Come on. Be reasonable, man.
You're a hostage. You had no choice.
I put a gun to your head. All you
got to do
is get me to where I want to go
and then you're free as a bird.
- You skate.
- You're a maniac!
Hold on.
Look, look, look! Hey, hey!
Inside this case
is 9 million dollars. If you get me
to where I want to go...
- 3 of it is yours.
- You've got...
9 million dollars in that case?
Suddenly he's interested? No?
Who's gonna believe me, huh?
Why wouldn't they believe you?
You're a solid citizen. I cased you, man.
You've got no criminal record, no priors.
What kind of stupid do you think I am?
I've got a question. How do you fit
9 million dollars in that little
black case?
Bearer bonds.
Bearer bonds, my friend, right?
- Alright.
- Just as good as cash,
only easier to carry. Negotiable
at any bank in the world,
though I suggest you avoid the
International Bank and Trust.
And you're going to give me 3 of them?
- That's what I said.
- Huh...
So I don't know, man... but I
just don't...
Don't ask any questions Mr. Roberts.
You're gonna be a rich man
if you just drive me to where I
want to go.
No, no, no. I think I have a right
to know exactly what the hell's going on.
Or at least part of the story, or at least
the courtesy...
OK, I'll tell you the God damn truth.
I owe you that much,
and you're right about that.
Alright.
The man I used to work with is
named Mario Rossi.
- He's an American.
- Sounds Italian.
He's not. He runs the
Australian end of an international
crime syndicate, read "banking ring"
here on the Gold Coast.
It's all very corporate and very civilized.
You see, whatever
money they couldn't steal out of the US...
whatever money they couldn't
put in their wallets, or eat
or shove up their asses...
well they just had to have more.
So they came here
and bought a few investment banks.
- Okay, wait.
- Do you follow me?
You're talking about bad guys
buying banks like Merrill Lynch
- or like Bank of America?
- Yeah.
So these rent-a-cops who were trying
to kill us back there
you're saying work for the bank?
Yeah. They were corporate assassins.
- Bank assassins.
- That's right. That's right.
And they want their money back,
obviously.
You're a brilliant man, yeah.
- They wanted their money back.
- OK.
9 million dollars
is peanuts to a guy like Rossi, right?
But these guys are very old school.
They like to whack each other
over shit like that, right?
They're very thin skinned individuals.
No, no, no, they're very sensitive.
But that doesn't explain... You said
that they owe you money. How do
they owe you money?
Now that's where the story gets good.
Did you ever hear of "the eye of
the fountain"?
No.
- It's a diamond.
- Yeah?
Big fucking diamond
that used to be on display in
the Tower of London
until a wealthy Saudi collector
purchased it.
Rossi financed the operation
for me to abscond the jewel
- which is worth a quarter of a billion dollars.
- Wait, wait!
Did you say a quarter of a billion?
A quarter of a billion dollars.
- Dollars?
- Yep.
Jesus. Jesus Christ. So you're a
pretty good thief.
I'm an excellent one.
So, Mr. Rossi financed the deal.
But he set me up
and I had to do some time.
But I understand why you even need
Rossi in the first place.
Why didn't you just sell...
Because you can't just move "the eye
of the fountain".
You know, you need connections to
do something like that.
Me, I just steal shit. Anyway,
I did some prison time. I got out
recently
- on good behavior.
- Here?
No, in America. But this is the
first time
I've ever been to the Gold Coast.
It's very beautiful.
Yes, it's a lucky country alright.
We're headed north, partner.
Armed robbers raided the
International Bank and Trust
this morning shortly after it opened,
taking an undisclosed sum of money
and getting away in a car belonging
to a driving school.
The suspect has been identified
as Peter Roberts,
a driving instructor from
"Drivers Wanted".
The police say Roberts
and an accomplice held up the
International Bank and Trust
this morning and got away
with an undisclosed sum of money.
Both men are considered
- armed and dangerous.
- Tessa!
- Obviously it's a mistake.
- Of course it is.
It's a mistake!
You need to sit down.
No, no, I have to speak... I have to
talk to him!
Can I take you home?
Where's Rebecca?
- Oh my God!
- Tessa!
Fuck, Peter! Are you out of your mind?
What have you done?
Where are you? Call me.
Phoebe, just get it done. OK?
I was just about to call you.
Sit down.
You want to try and explain to me
what happened here?
Well, it is fairly simple. Someone
held up the bank.
And you have no idea who these men are.
No. Why? Should I?
I know you understand how
important it is
that we resolve this as quickly
as possible.
I can assure we have things well
in hand.
And that nothing... nothing
leads back to me or the organization.
- Do we understand each other?
- That won't happen.
OK. Can I get you something?
- Would you like a drink?
- A drink?!
I don't like you, Rossi. I have never
liked you.
Now, I let them talk me into putting
you into a position
of more responsibility
than I thought you could handle.
And that was a mistake.
I will make all of this go away.
Alright, I give you my word.
Your word?
As if anybody's word
ever meant anything to anyone
around here.
If I don't hear from you, say within
24 hours...
I'll assume you're no longer with us.
Did something happen to Daddy?
No, we're just going on a little holiday, honey.
- Did Daddy die?
- No, of course not.
- Why would you say that?
- Terrorists?
No, he's fine. Daddy's fine. Just
get in the car, OK?
- Mom?
- Yeah?
Give me that!
- Daddy robbed a bank?
- No, he didn't.
They just got it wrong , OK?
Daddy robbed a bank!
- Daddy robbed a bank!
- Stop it!
- He did not rob a bank.
- Yes he did.
He would never rob a bank.
- Yes he would.
- Oh my God!
Alright. So what we're gonna do...
We're gonna follow this road
north, towards Mount Tambourine.
We're just gonna stay on the back roads,
observe the speed limit...
we're gonna keep a low profile...
- Seat belts!
- What?
We're gonna put our seat belts on.
- Out here?
- Well if you're saying keep
a low profile, cops do come out here
at some point.
- We should put our belts.
- Okay .
If they see us, they'll pull us over.
I'm putting mine on.
Ah you know what? The one's not
even fucking working.
I couldn't even put this on if I wanted to.
I don't know, man.
Your plan's falling apart, pal.
If a cop sees us, we're not wearing
our seat belts... this could be a disaster!
No, don't worry. We'll be fine.
I got this.
Alright, so assuming I do take your
money, right?
- Yeah, assuming.
- Assuming.
How I am I going to spend
any of that money... your invisible
money that you've got
if I'm in prison?
- You're not gonna go to jail.
- I'm just wondering.
- No, no, no.
- Are you sure about that?
You might get killed,
or we both might get killed,
but nobody's going to jail. I promise.
How the fuck am I going to
convince anybody that I'm a hostage here?
I've got that figured out.
- You want to share it?
- Yeah, it's easy.
We call the Feds, right? And we tell them...
you tell them, "Hey, I'm a hostage!
I'm a hostage!"
"I got taken over. This guy's totally
psychotic!"
In fact we can do it right now.
- Now?
- Pull over.
But let me check to see if I can get
a signal.
- Here?
- No, keep going.
Did my Daddy really rob a bank?
You must be Rebecca, right?
- Yes.
- I'll tell you what.
When we get this all figured out
I'll give you an official briefing, OK?
- Cool!
- Go.
Can we sit down?
Sure.
Did your husband ever mention the
name "Simon Keller"?
Keller? No. At least I don't think so.
Have you ever met this man before?
I've never seen him before.
Your husband never mentioned his name?
No!
- Your husband used to race cars. Yes?
- That's right.
And now he's a driving instructor?
At time, for what it's worth.
So... he wasn't bringing in much
money then.
- That doesn't mean that he...
- Your husband
has been recorded driving the getaway
vehicle.
I know, I've seen some of the footage, but...
there has to be an explanation.
Look, I really shouldn't be talking to you.
Mrs. Roberts, we're just trying to help.
You're trying to put
my husband in jail.
- Right now we're trying to find him.
- Yes, so you're on our side.
Mr. Keller is a career criminal,
Mrs. Roberts. Your husband is in
grave danger, and if we don't find him...
If he calls you, I need you to contact
me immediately.
We'll see.
In the meantime, we'll find an officer
to stay with you at all times.
That won't be necessary.
I don't agree.
What the hell is going on here? Hey!
Who are you people? What are you doing
in my bank?
Mr. Rossi, I presume. I'm Agent Walker
federal police, Major Crime Squad.
This is my associate, Agent Brown.
- What's going on?
- This is a warrant.
We're gonna take a look at your books.
Mr. Rossi.
I don't understand.
Is this... is this an audit?
Call it that.
I fail to understanding how our
being robbed
would entail this sort of thing,
but I assure you everything is in order.
Well we'll see.
In the meantime I presume you've had
a look at the surveillance footage.
What can you tell me
about this man Keller?
Never met the man. No idea who he is.
That's the way you want to play it? Fine.
We find him, I'm sure
he'll have a different story to tell.
When you do find him,
I'll be more than happy to cooperate
in every way possible.
When we do find him...
I'm sure you won't be around.
I don't know what you mean.
No... of course not.
Alright now, we're gonna call
Major Crime Squad.
- Good.
- Right there on speed dial.
- Just press here.
- Oh, OK.
Look, I'll do it.
- I can do it .
- No, I got it.
May I speak with someone in
Major Crime Squad, please?
Yes I'll hold.
- Your serious?
- Yes.
I'm really going to talk to someone
in Major Crime?
What the fuck am I going to tell them?
You tell them that you are being
held hostage
I took you at gunpoint,
- that I'm a psychopath.
- Tell the truth.
Yeah, tell them the truth.
Hello? Hello? Hi, um yes...
My name is, uh, Peter Roberts.
And I am a hostage.
I'm a getaway driver. I mean I'm a...
I've been forced
to be a getaway driver.
That's why I'm calling.
Because there was a bank robbery, yes.
Downtown. And then...
Yeah, so I was...
a driving instructor, right. And I'm
teaching this guy how to drive,
which he already fucking knows how to drive,
which I figured that out by the way.
And, uh...
I found a phone, I got away.
And wait...
I 'm having trouble talking.
Hey! Whoa! What?
What the fuck was that?
That was fucking garbage!
Yeah, I'm sorry. I'm just not used to this.
That was really over reactive.
Well I had to destroy the phone anyway
it's a throw-away.
You wanna try that again?
You're the boss.
OK...
Hello, may I speak with the Major
Crime Squad?
Hello.
Yes, hi.
My name is Peter Robertson. I...
am... a hostage. I'm being held hostage
by a very crazy man.
A bank robber. Who is... um...
really nuts and he stole my car. I'm
a driving instructor.
You probably heard of this thing downtown.
I'm really cold. I'm scared! I'm really
fucking scared! This guy...
might blow my fucking brains out if
you don't come and help me, OK? I don't
know where the fuck we are. He's got
me blindfolded.
What?
Ow!!!
That was good.
Jesus fucking Christ!
I took the mag out, OK?
Nothing in the chamber.
- You suck as an actor.
- You almost killed me!
I didn't kill anybody. Let's go.
Let's hit the road.
I can't wait to go back to school.
Everybody is going to be so jealous.
Becca, this is not something to be
proud of, OK?
But mom, he was on television.
- That is so cool!
- Yeah.
Hello.
Tess? I mean hey, it's me!
How are you doing?
Where are you?
I'm on the road honey. How are you?
How is Becca? Did she hear about what
happened?
She knows. Believe me she knows.
What have you done Peter?
I... What have I...? Tessa, now
wait a second now.
You don't actually think that I...
I robbed a bank, do you?
- I mean that's not...
- You were driving the car!
No, no honey, I'm a hostage. The guy
took me hostage.
I was giving him a driving lesson.
The next thing I know
- we were being chased by the cops!
- This is Mr. Keller I presume?
You know him?
The Feds were here.
There's a cop in our house as we speak.
No, no, no, no. Tessa, Tessa...
you can't trust the cops.
I don't want you to tell them anything.
I want you to get the kid...
- and get out of there.
- I'm not going anywhere Peter.
- Tell me you didn't rob that bank.
- I did not... rob... the bank!
- I don't believe you.
- Gimmie that phone!
Was that Daddy?
- She doesn't respect you, man.
- She respects me.
- No she doesn't.
- Yes she does.
No she doesn't. She didn't believe you.
I didn't even believe you.
You sound like a pussy!
- You want to know why she doesn't respect you?
- No.
OK. Forget it.
Alright, why?
She doesn't respect you because you
were a great driver and you quit.
You were living on the edge and you were
good at it and that's why she liked you.
And now you gave it up and then she doesn't
respect you.
Alright, let me think about this. Let's
see... why did I quit?
- Yeah why'd you quit?
- Oh yeah, because... she told me to!
That's why I quit!
Well that's the first mistake. You
can't listen to what they say.
- They don't want you to do what they say!
- Unbelievable.
That's fuckin ahh... "Woman 101"!
I was in love with a Korean girl but she
had the "hahn".
What the fuck is a "hahn"?
It's this... ancient kind of thing with Korean
women.
The women become like "Lady Vengeance".
They try to kill you. And they can't help
themselves because
of years of repression. I didn't know going
in and... I learned a lot.
- It's a cultural thing?
- Yeah, yeah.
Hey... uh... where did you get this car?
I got this car with money that I stole.
- Well, you got ripped off.
- What do you mean?
- It looks like we're overheating.
- Fuck me!
The suspect has been identified as Peter Roberts,
a driving instructor from Drivers Wanted.
Police say Roberts and an accomplice held
up the International Bank and Trust this morning
- and made off with...
- That's my dad!
Footage of the car chase demonstrates the
driving skills of Roberts...
Go daddy go! Whooo!!!
Jimmy Carter was president the last time
this car had an oil change.
That's it. That ought to do it.
Alright, here we go.
What the hell are we going to do here?
We wait for somebody to show up
and then we steal a car.
Oh another felony. Great! Good!
My fucking legs, man!
Good afternoon.
Are you here for the reception?
Yes, we are.
- Well, you are early.
- I know, I know. Do you mind if we wait?
Not at all.
You can wait in there if you like
until your friends arrive.
- You're very kind.
- Turn yourself in.
We will turn ourselves in when we
go to bed sweetheart.
Um... anything you want
you can just ask.
Perhaps a refreshment.
Thanks.
Feel free to steal whatever you like,
master criminal.
Just relax, Roberts and think what you're
going to do with all that money.
- Sorry, what money?
- You'll get your cut.
Ah! Right...
I'm a thief but not a liar.
I've never stiffed a partner
in my whole life.
- And how's that working out for you?
- What?
How is it to live like that?
Seriously.
What, as opposed to you?
You've got balls, Keller,
I'll give you that,
But not much else.
Well just because we're on the run
doesn't mean we have to live
like savages.
- Can I get you chardonnay?
- No thanks.
I'm the designated driver.
I've got a question for you.
Tell the truth.
I always tell the truth.
- Except when you're lying.
- Yeah, except then.
How many people have you killed? Murdered.
Wiped off the face of the earth.
How many?
Listen man,
you better be careful
with that grandmother back there.
I've looked in that bitch's eyes.
The abyss is in there, man.
That bitch is batshit crazy.
Don't fuck around with her.
- She's a nice old lady.
- Oh you fool!
You don't trust a single living
soul, do you?
I find people, you know, not that
surprising really.
They're usually more inevitable.
And inevitably they always choose greed.
Poor guy. Found out life wasn't fair.
Oh, come on!
Fuck fair man, the game's rigged.
Guys like Rossi suck guys like you dry.
He was on his way to Davos, Switzerland.
You know, the economic forum there?
Apparently they are finalizing their plans
to secede from Earth to outer space
- with the rest of the ruling overlords.
- You're crazy.
The bastard was on a fast track
for a senior management position at AIG,
and we just fucked up his plans.
And you know what, that feels really
fucking good!
Alright, you made your point.
So take his money! Money he stole!
Send your kids to college.
Do something for your wife.
You want to call your wife?
You want me to dial her number? No?
- Bloom off the rose, is it?
- I really don't like you.
That's what happens when you try
to be someone that you're not.
What's that car doing out there?
They're here for the reception.
They're early. They'll have to wait.
Yes, I already told them that.
I know what I'm doing.
That'll be the day.
- Fuck off prick!
- Cunt!
Have you ever been married, Keller?
Have you any idea what that might
be like?
Yeah, once.
Really? Wow!
The masochism of women never ceases
to amaze me.
Armed robbers raided the
International Bank and Trust
this morning
shortly after it opened.
The robbers made off with close to
9 million dollars.
Police so far have no clue
as to their whereabouts.
You must have been a real joy to
bring home to the family.
You probably stole all their silverware.
I'm going to
go out on a limb here and say she
dumped you, right?
- Is that what happened?
- She died.
Fuck. I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
She didn't die.
She went back to Korea.
I told you, she had the "hahn".
Couldn't handle that shit, man,
it was too heavy.
Fuck you. Fuck you.
Citizen's arrest!
- Jesus Christ!
- Greedy bastards!
Come back here you cowardly bastards!
Ow!
You shit for brains,
you're going to be jailhouse pussy!
I'm going to make faggots of you all!
You cowardly assholes!
Drop that gun! Give it to me!
Roberts!
Go ahead and hit me, panty waste!
- Oh, God damn it!
- Come on!
You're under arrest!
- I'm going to take you to...
- Come on !
Motherfucker, that hurt!
Come on, come on, come on!
Let's move it! Are you fucking crazy?
- Go! Go! Go!
- I told you that bitch was batshit.
Greedy motherfuckers!
Bitch is fucking crazy!
Yeah, she was a tough old broad.
- She fuckin bit me!
- What did you expect?
What were you fucking around for?
She bit me on the fucking back!
I told you. She had the "hahn".
She's 90 years old.
Doesn't matter!
It's fucking eternal.
It's eternal. Ha ha!
- Hey, you want me to drive?
- Yeah, sure, sure.
Of course, that's what you're here for.
Ha! Ha! That's right bucko!
That's right! Back up!
Back the fuck up and get against
the fence!
Now!
You gonna shoot me, Pete?
If I have to, I'll shoot you!
You're gonna shoot me and take
the money?
I'll give your money back to the
people you stole it from
and they'll probably give me
a fucking reward!
I do not think so.
They're certainly not going to
arrest me!
I'm not the bad guy here!
No... I don't think I can let you do this.
You... don't... have a choice!
Everybody's got a choice, brother.
I'm going to count to five.
- One.
- What are you doing?
I'm counting to five!
- No you're not!
- Yes I am!
This is a loaded fucking gun!
- Two.
- Don't you make me do it!
Three!
- I will shoot you!
- Four!
Stop that! Stop, stop!
Keller, this has got to stop now!
Do not reach for that gun man!
Don't do that!
Four and a half!
Don't make me do it man!
Fiiiiiive! I yie yie.
Fucking asshole.
Gotta learn how to count, bro.
See, she shot them all. At us.
Can we go?
I can't believe you would have shot me
over nothing.
What are you talking about?
You almost killed me.
- When?
- Three times!
- Alright, but not on purpose.
- What do you mean?
Hell, you got big ups from this thing.
Don't pretend it's not
an opportunity for you.
I got nothing from this thing,
except for maybe ten years in Sing Sing.
No, no, no, no...
Hell, I'm still trying to figure out
how I'm going to convince anyone
that I was taken hostage in this
situation.
I told you, I cuff you to the wheel,
I hit you in the face wherever
you'd like,
and you skate.
How many times do I have to tell you?
With 3 million dollars.
No. I either leave that for you
somewhere else,
or wire it to an account.
It's not that complicated.
You're so full of shit.
How much further do we got to go
here anyway?
100 miles.
- 100 miles?
- Yes.
We're gonna need gas.
Well we're going in the right direction
for gas.
You've got it all figured out, don't you?
You're God damn right.
Every step of the way.
Rossi.
This is Dr. Henri Bascombe.
Keller. Oh...
You'll never make it.
Oh, no, I think I will.
You want to bet?
How about a little friendly wager?
OK. OK.
So you wanted what was yours.
I understand.
But you took more than that, Keller.
Call it interest. Five years worth.
Look, I realize you're a little upset
with the way things turned out,
but... you know,
we can make it up to you.
So here's what I propose, OK guy?
How about this...
I take your money and you wind up
dead in the desert somewhere
or quivering like a toothache.
What are you talking about?
What, are you off your meds?
You know, there's a certain kind
of animal purity
you can only have with a woman
who's fucked up.
And when I say "fucked up"
I'm referring to your wife.
How is the little lady?
That anorexic piece of jet trash.
What the fuck? Wha...
Why do you got to talk about my wife,
Keller?
Your wife, you know what she reminded
me of?
She reminded me of a fetus with a
slingshot!
- What the fuck? Come on, Keller!
- That's what she looks like to me.
You look like a dwarf.
She looks like a goblin.
Alright? No, she looks like a hose beast.
A hose beast? What the fuck is with you?
A hose beast.
That's a multi-tentacle demon.
Mythological. Anyway, I know your love
is as pure as a cough drop.
You know, but she's a horrible witch.
And I fucked her.
And I would have rather
fucked anything than her.
Is that right?
Well how about you go eat shit and die,
asshole!
You're hard on cellphones, aren't ya?
Plenty more where that came from.
So that's the guy? The guy who, um...
turned you into jailhouse pussy?
I kept my virtue...
barely, but yes that's him.
Hey uh...
Get some food and water, will you?
- Thanks Dad.
- Get yourself a hat.
- You want something to drink?
- Yeah. Fresca.
- Sweet ride.
- Yeah, it's... not mine.
Fill her up on pump number...
pump... number one.
- I know who you are, mate.
- Hold on now! Whoa!
- Don't move.
- I'm not moving. Come on now.
You take one more step and you're dead.
I'm not.
He looks in, you wave to him.
You tell him to come inside.
You don't want to bring him in here.
- You do what I say.
- Man I'm telling ya...
when he comes in here, very bad things
tend to happen.
Well I might just have to reduce the
odds then.
Hey! Hey! No!
Come out you little bastard!
No, no! Keller!
Hey Roberts! You all shot up in there?
He's gonna shoot me!
- He's gonna fucking shoot me!
- Oh, cheeky bastard!
That's you. Now he's shooting at you!
Listen, I don't want to kill anybody,
OK?
So why don't you just...
put your gun down,
and get down on the ground, and...
and we'll just drive out of here,
OK?
You still got that bank money with you?
Yeah, we still got it.
You bring me the money, and I
let him go.
- That's a good idea!
- It's in the car.
Alright, this is what we do mate.
One of you get the money. The other
fellow stays here!
You bring me the money
and I let you go!
Did you hear what I said?
Yes! We heard you and we are doing
it right now!
We got a deal or not?
Yes it's a fucking deal!
Take it easy buddy!
Come on now.
You don't want to do this!
Uh-oh!
No, no... shit!
Hold on now!
Hey. OK. Up... up.
Back up. Back up.
Now put the gun down, slowly.
You shot him!
Oh God damn! You shot him!
No, I didn't shoot him.
- He shot himself.
- Oh!
- Fuck! Fuck!
- God!
You stupid fuck!
Put her in jail for God's sake!
She should get life!
- What happened?
- Another car was stolen.
And she was convinced it was the
same two guys - What happened?
And she was convinced it was the
same two guys
who held up the bank at the Gold Coast.
She ID'd them?
- Yeah, seems that she shot at them.
- She what?
Yeah, she chased them through the
parking area and shot at them.
One of the rounds hit her husband
inside the winery.
I'm pressing charges!
She's a menace to society!
And that's why you cuffed her?
No, I cuffed her because
she kicked me in the nuts.
Did she?
Make and model of the car?
Uh, yeah, a Ford Mustang, 1969, black,
license 999 TBL.
- We should have any trouble finding it.
- And why is that?
It has Star Track installed.
- Great, thanks.
- I'll set it up.
How long until we get a fix on
their position?
We need to get within 5 km of them.
Walker.
Give me the address.
How far away is that from where we are
now? Got it.
60 km from here, petrol station.
This time somebody died. Go!
Follow Walker.
You alright?
Just a... the first time I ever...
have seen a man killed like that,
you know?
It was his own fault.
Fucking dumbfuck.
How can you say that?
A man... is dead.
Yes, I know. But people die
racing cars don't they?
It's not the same!
When you put yourself at risk,
shit happens.
That guy got greedy and stupid.
I'm just a guy trying to make a
living here.
You're a thief.
People die around you.
- No, no, he got greedy and stupid.
- How many people have you killed?
- Zero ! No, no!
- How many? Come on!
He got greedy and stupid.
I don't think I can take any more
of this fucking crap, man!
You know what? You can keep my
$3 million!
Fuck!
Fuck me! You're right.
- I'm right?
- Yes, you are right.
I'm right?
- You're right .
- Now I'm right?
You're right, I fucked up.
I fucked this up.
It went bad. I'm telling you.
We gotta take you back to the gas
station,
cuff you up, wait for the cops.
Get out of this.
Go back to your wife,
go back to your family.
It's gone too far.
They're gonna try to pin a murder
rap on me.
No, no, no, no, no...
- Go back to your family.
- My family doesn't respect me.
You know what? You're right.
I'm not... I 'm right?
I've got no respect in that house.
My wife doesn't even look at me.
I'm invisible, you know?
Christ, she doesn't even fuck me
anymore. OK? So no!
- Just go back home.
- Fuck that.
No, I tell you, you can look back on
our little adventure, and hopefully
you can have a few chuckles, but...
it's past. We're past the Rubicon
line here, man.
Keller, I'm going to take you to
wherever the fuck it is where
you are going, OK?
That's what I said I am gonna do
and I do the things that I
say that I'm gonna do, alright?
That's something that I do.
But you never said you were going
to do anything.
Well I'm saying it now!
I'm gonna take you to where you're
going!
I'm the driver. You're the passenger!
OK? From now on, we do things my way!
And my way is... I'm driving and
you shut up!
You say bullshit anyway.
Everything that comes out of your
mouth is bullshit.
Bullshit, bullshit, bullshit,
bullshit!
He always had a sense of danger
about him, you know?
he was a very dangerous man!
Not that I thought he'd harm me
in any way.
Quite the opposite. He was very
protective, but...
I always knew that underneath
he was very animalistic.
You know, very primal.
So were you surprised to learn he
may actually have robbed a bank?
No, not at all! As I said,
you know, he was a very dangerous
man...
and I loved him.
You were in love with him?
Well, yeah, you know... in a way.
I always thought we'd make
a good match, and...
No more tele, hey?
That woman said she was in love
with Daddy!
She's made a mistake.
Just a mistake.
Come on, let's go play.
I'll be back in a minute.
Get out!
Where's Rebecca?
Give me one shot of Rebecca
and I'll leave you alone.
- Get off my property!
- One shot.
That's good!
You bitch!
You ruined my camera!
Serves yourself right.
I want him arrested.
Go inside. I'll take care of this.
Sir, you've been trespassing.
There could be charges.
You know I changed my mind.
I want to talk to my wife.
- Yeah?
- Yeah.
Can you make it quick?
Less than a minute?
They're listening.
- Peter?
- Honey?
- How are you doing? You OK?
- Where are you?
Where am I?
I don't know where the fuck we are.
We're close to the end, I think.
I mean I don't know.
As long as nothing else goes wrong.
Did you fuck her, Peter? Did you?
Wait, what? Did I what?
That secretary, or whatever she is.
That snotty little bitch you like
so much.
Um...
Yeah. Yeah, I fucked her.
I fucked her every day for
the last three months.
Yeah, it was fun too. And uh...
your sister.
Peter... what happened to us?
Of course I didn't fuck her!
What are you talking about?
I mean, if I recall I haven't fucked anyone
in about 6 months!
Or am I missing something?
Yeah that's right, FBI guys.
That's right! I'm talking to my wife here
about fucking
if you don't mind.
Maybe you can turn off the tape
recorder for a second
so I can have a private conversation!
OK?
Honey, I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
I know that this is all my fault
somehow.
But Peter, robbing a bank!
I didn't rob a fucking bank.
Really? I mean,
I want to believe you, but...
Christ almighty...
God honey, I... I don't know what
the fuck you think
I am doing here.
I don't know.
I don't know who you are anymore.
You know why?
Because I 'm invisible, that's why.
Because nobody respects me
in that house.
Nobody even pays attention to me.
I mean, this is the most attention
I've gotten in six months!
This is actually kind of fun!
Peter, just come home.
Things can change.
I don't know. I don't know.
This is a bad time to talk about
this, you know?
The FBI is listening on the other line.
Um... I gotta go.
You have a home. Come home.
Anyway, I love you.
Don't go.
Goodbye.
- Did she buy it?
- Should I throw this?
Yeah, yeah. Get rid of that.
So who's our friend?
This is the man that worked there.
So... he was killed by the suspects?
Well, security video actually
shows him
trying to kill the two other guys
with a shotgun.
Well it looks like he shot himself.
Mr. Rossi?
Yeah, we're there now.
Apparently they shot someone.
Yep. Alright. Let me know.
- Alright, stay with her.
- This is bullshit.
Rogerson's on to us.
He's got his Feds all over this.
I got fucking kids, Mick.
Fuck Rogerson, fuck the Feds
and fuck your kids!
I mean, you think I'm going to let
this bitch bring me down?
You are with me, or you're out.
Follow them.
Come on... We've got 'em.
- How far?
- At about 4.5 km from here.
Mr. Rossi, looks like he's doubled
back to the Gold Coast.
I'll have a helicopter standing by.
Yeah, what's up?
OK, we've got 'em located.
Let's put a team together.
- I want your best people.
- OK.
- What should I do?
- Don't antagonize them.
Fuck you!
Fuck this.
Did you really have to do that?
- I need a drink .
- What?
A drink.
Here.
No, no, no.
I need a drink.
Roberts ... I'm sorry what I said
about you being a pussy,
you know, you have no heart,
no balls... all that shit.
I'm sorry. OK?
- Uh huh.
- We straight?
Yep, we're straight.
You understand that we cannot
stop for a drink.
That's an impossibility,
it cannot happen.
Yeah...
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Uh, I think I'm going to wait
in the car.
You're not coming?
No. Too many dangerous creatures
in there.
You're not coming?
No. Too many dangerous creatures
in there.
But, uh... you've got the guns.
I feel safer in here.
Barkeep... Tequila. Make it a double.
- Well, well, well.
- Oh no.
Hey fellas. How are you doing?
- Can I buy you a drink?
- No.
How about you?
Not thirsty, huh?
Ah shit...
Let's see if you can dance better
than you can drive.
I don't... I don't really dance.
Oh no, fella.
Dance!
Dance, dance!
Fuck!
Oh, shit!
I'm sorry, I get a little
carried away when people shoot me.
- God damn it!
- Bitch!
Hey that's my girlfriend!
What do you say gents, call it a day?
Now I know... I don't want to
shoot you.
And I 'm pretty sure you don't
want to shoot us.
Whose fucking phone is that?
Yeah.
Is everything taken care of?
We're taking care of it right now.
Fuckin' hell!
I think they're gone.
This is all your fucking fault!
Give me the keys!
OK!
How do you want to handle this?
I'm gonna get up close and spread
'em out.
Don't leave me on the asphalt.
Alright, you just do your job.
I'll do mine.
Excuse me a minute.
Give me the fucking thing!
Give it to me!
Give me it. Thank you!
Fuck you motherfucker! Ha ha!!!
Give me 100 yards, 100 yards!
Come on!
How does it feel?
I feel better.
And you? Feel better?
Yeah. Yeah, sure.
Take a left.
They've turned.
Pick up the pace. Come on.
Come on, Come on!
What are our chances
of getting through this thing?
- 50-50.
Shit.
Bingo.
Mr. Rossi, the only thing around
here
is Pretty Mar's Marina.
They must have a boat stashed there.
Alright guys, look.
I don't want him dead just yet.
I want him available for...
punishment.
- They comin' for us?
- Yeah.
Alright, what's the plan?
Uh... you know my plan,
I've told you that.
- OK, here they come.
- Alright, punch it! Punch it!
OK!
Shit.
What was that?
Get to the end of the dock,
pull over, let me out...
I'll lose them.
You double around back and I'll meet you.
I don't understand what the fuck
you're talking about!
- Ready?
- Yeah!
Ah shit!
Let's do this.
Don't shoot! Don't you fucking shoot!
Go! Go! Go!
Come on you guys.
Yes, I 'm dealing with it.
Now you deal with this, alright?
It's a 250 mill muni bond.
You get 3.75 for papering the deal.
150 to 175 bps
is the play here you moron.
Don't insult people.
Well if you don't want to play,
I'll take my money to Enrico.
I'll have it before you wake up,
and go fuck yourself, Larry.
Because that's all you're going to get.
Yeah, my cock up your ass!
I'll call you back, Larry.
You don't need to do anything rash,
alright?
- You don't need to kill me.
- No, no, no...
As the Buddha said... to change
the course of even a foul, putrid river
is in itself an evil thing.
I'm paraphrasing of course.
Shit!
What the fuck is this?
You know my favorite story about
the Buddha?
It's the only one I know, actually.
Son of a bitch!
There was a local monastery.
But it had fallen into disrepute.
So, the local monk...
knows that this is a totally
fucked up situation.
Yeah, it's a very fucked up
situation, Keller.
He doesn't know what to do because he's
looking around and it's filled with
- treacherous whores and liars and thieves!
- That's Walker.
And cocksuckers... everywhere!
No disrespect to cocksuckers,
you know.
Ah, God damn it!
So, he goes up to the local sage,
the man who was achieved enlightenment.
And he says to him,
"What do I do?"
"This fucking place... is a
whorehouse"
"and it's filled with greedy bastards."
- Hell of a place to break down.
- Yeah, a hell of a place.
What... what are you doing, inspector?
I'm just cleaning up loose ends.
"They should all be round up
and chained..."
"to a trash heap in Australia"
"and be allowed to feed on only
the local vegetation!"
What the fuck is this, Keller?
You chased them. They ambushed you.
Just fucking let me go, Keller!
You want to fuck with me? Huh?
"You fool. Don't you realize"
"the reason you failed is because
you didn't know"
"the Buddha was living amongst you
the whole time."
Nobody knew who the Buddha was!
Nobody knew what to do!
Mick, it's one thing taking money
under the table.
But killing one of our own?
Stupid bastard.
So they all treated each other
with compassion and kindness.
And the monastery was returned to
its former glory.
You and that cankerous fucking wife
didn't want children anyway, did you?
Oh God!
Consume the truth.
Hey. Are you alright?
- Do you think she loves me?
- No.
I was hoping you'd... say yeah.
I don't think she does.
But I think she's gonna learn
to respect you.
It's just one guy's...
one guy's opinion.
- I've been shot.
- I know.
That explains the hole in your arm.
- But you're all right.
- There's a hole in my arm!
Yeah, but you're all right.
You know what? I'm all right.
- Ow!
- Oh, sorry.
Here, put that on.
I'll do it, I'll do it.
Okay, right to the wheel.
Yeah... right to the wheel.
Oh, listen to that. The church bell
rings.
You think you're gonna make it?
50-50.
Hell of a ride, huh?
- I still don't like you.
- I know.
Hey, where do you want it?
- Want what?
- Well you got to make it look good.
I've been shot!
Do you want to go to jail,
or not?
Look, I'm trying to help you.
Look, you want to risk, risk it.
It's whatever you want, man.
I've got no dog in this fight.
- If you're gonna punch me just...
- Christ!
- Damn it!
- It hurts!
Look at us. Here we are.
- The sirens coming.
- And $9 million.
Hey, you want me to leave it somewhere
or wired into an account?
No... No, I don't.
If you change your mind,
let me know.
- I'll look you up.
- Great.
I've gotta run.
- Hey, Keller!
- Yeah?
I'm sorry.
For God sakes, for what, man?
I'm sorry for shooting you in the face.
But you didn't shoot me.
I know, but if it was loaded,
I would've shot you.
I would have pulled the trigger.
You did pull the trigger.
I did pull the trigger and I'm sorry.
I know it's going to take you a
while...
these things... you know...
You don't get over it...
right away. It takes time.
It's been a hard drive, you know?
Bail again was refused
for accused banker, Mario Rossi...
I've got you for 2 pm Wednesday
Mr. Kepler.
- Uh-huh. No, unfortunately
- Fugitive bank robber Simon Keller
- Mr. Roberts is no longer with us.
- remains at large.
But Mr. Nelson will take care of you.
- Peter Roberts the driving instructor,
whose heroic actions uncovered
the criminal activities
of the International Band and Trust,
has been besieged
with sponsorship offers
for his return to racing.
Mr. Roberts?
This is what is mean by...
domestic bliss?
- How 's your arm?
- It hurts.
I'm not surprised after last night.
Weren't you going to ask me where
it hurts?
Daddy, Daddy, there's someone
out front!
- Jeffries
- Roberts.
Talk to me, pal.
I wanted you to see it before we
took it to the track.
I see it, I see it.
V8 engine, 450 horsepower ,
ventilated Brembo brakes.
Six-speed sequential.
Yeah. Safest car on the market.
Yeah, look at that roll cage.
- Safe as a house.
- Yeah.
Look at the roll bar in there, baby.
- Look... it's safe.
- I don't like it.
Why? Are you...
Are you afraid I'll make more money
than you?
No, I 'm afraid that you might die.
So she... she cares about me.
She likes me. Ah!
She loves me...
She loves me!
And if she loves me...
she'll let me drive.
I love you.
Dad, teach me to drive!