Crime Spree Page #4
- R
- Year:
- 2003
- 105 min
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DANIEL:
Uh, yeah.
BASTALDI:
Good. I have a job for you in America.
Bastaldi tosses a photo of a middle-aged American couple. He points
to a diamond necklace around the woman's neck.
BASTALDI:
The Taylors from Chicago. Very rich.
An acquaintance of mine recently quit
working for Mrs. Taylor as an assistant.
She tells me they keep all their jewelry
in a safe in their bedroom.
JULIEN:
It seems like a long way to go for a
necklace.
DANIEL:
Besides, we don't know the city and--
MARCEL:
(overlapping)
Mr. Bastaldi isn't asking you if you
want to go.
He's telling you you're going! And if
he's telling you you're going to be going
then you are going to go!
BASTALDI:
Thank you Marcel, for that... extremely
redundant explanation.
DANIEL:
C'mon, Laurant, America?
BASTALDI:
The job is worth about two million euros.
Pull this off and you and your crew could
make some real money, Daniel. You leave
tomorrow.
They know they don't have a choice.
JULIEN:
We're going to need to find someone who
knows the city.
MARCEL:
I know someone.
The plaza is filled with tourists. Moving through the crowd is
SAMI ZERHOUNI, Algerian, late 20's, a small time street hustler,
dressed in jeans and a "I Love Paris" tee-shirt. He passes a
MAN who is about to take a picture and lifts his wallet.
Sami moves on. He sees two overweight women standing at a
vendor's cart, holding a large wad of MONEY. The woman puts the
cash back in her purse, but does not zip it up.
Sami moves in behind her and slips his hand into the purse. She
zips the bag closed. Sami's face fills with pain as the zipper
catches the hair of his arm. The women walk towards the
cathedral. Sami has no choice but follow after them. He tries
to match their pace so he doesn't alert them of his presence.
The woman looks back and sees Sami's hand. She pulls her bag
away, ripping a section of hair off his arm, then swings the
bag, putting all of her weight behind it. It hits Sami squarely
in the face. He lands on his back with a thud. WALLETS and
BILLFOLDS fly out from every one of his pockets.
He staggers to his feet and starts to pick up the wallets when
he sees...
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