3000 Miles to Graceland Page #3

Get the gun!

Take us up, Mike!

Franklin is hit!

Franklin, come on! You'll make it!

Fifteen, one to go!

Clear!

Where the hell is he?

Christ, Murph, what's the deal?

F***!

He'll be here.

"Just slip out the back, Jack

"Make a new plan, Stan

"You don't need to be coy, Roy

"Just listen to me

"Hop on the bus, Gus

You don't need to discuss much

"Just drop off the key, Lee

And set yourself free"

Helicopter!

Let's go!

Ladies and gentlemen,

Elvis has left the building!

Hang in there!

- You're going to make it!

- You're going to be okay, Franklin!

I'm dying!

- Put pressure on it!

- I'm dying, man!

I won't make it!

Hang on!

Help me!

Is he gonna make it?

F*** him.

How you doing?

Where is the pisser?

- Nice place you got here.

- A real sh*t hole.

Gus, give me a hand.

Oh, yeah.

That's a lot of money.

$3.2 million.

$3.2 million?

That's a beautiful thing.

Less Jack's 10 percent.

Right.

Damn.

That's a lot of money

just to fly a helicopter.

Would you rather we used

a hot air balloon?

No.

Or maybe hang gliders?

Would you rather we used hang gliders?

I don't know what a hang glider is.

I doubt you know how to fly

a f***ing helicopter, either.

If you ask me, $320,000 is well worth it.

Besides, Jack has

taken care of a lot of sh*t...

...you don't know anything about.

All right. Back to business.

Where is Franklin's pile?

What are you talking about?

Franklin. Anybody remember him?

I was there. Franklin is dead.

Right. So, where is Franklin's pile?

Well, Murph, we don't make him a pile.

We split up four ways.

Wrong. Franklin's pile

does not get split up.

Sure, I'm good with that.

Bullshit!

Who gets the remaining 15 percent, then?

- Let me guess.

- It was my deal, Hanson.

No, I want that 15 percent

split up four ways.

- You want?

- Yeah, I want.

Well, I could give a flying f***

what you want.

A deal is a deal.

Let me put it this way.

That f***ing deal died with Franklin.

Now, it's time to make a new deal.

That's a commitment, Hanson.

I'll give you that.

F*** it. We shot everybody in the casino,

let's start shooting each other.

Come on, you guys, let's just settle down,

all right? We don't need this.

Gus is right. Let's just keep this simple.

I'll take my 15 percent, plus 25 percent

of Franklin's end, and I'll take it now.

- I'm not letting that happen.

- Why the hell not?

Because that would change the plan,

and when plans change...

...things get f***ed up!

- You'll have to learn to be more flexible.

- The plan stays!

We have an arrangement in Twin Falls...

...where we'll get 70 cents on the dollar.

We'll keep that arrangement.

All of us.

After that, I'm over the border into Canada

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