Fast and Furious 6 Page #3

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Get us to Letty,

we'll get you Shaw,

full pardons

all the way around.

I can't promise you that.

Yes, you can.

That's the deal.

Take it or leave it.

You get me Shaw,

and I'll get your pardons.

You heard him.

But this is different.

We're not dealing with cops,

we're not dealing

with drug dealers.

This is a whole

different level.

We're getting paid, right?

(INDISTINCT TALKING)

HOBBS:
Interpol picked up one

of Shaw's guys in Moscow.

I went in, had a little

therapy session with him.

He gave up Shaw's hideout.

Then why aren't we

down there now?

Well, we weren't invited.

(MALE DISPATCHER

SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

Hobbs, they're sending in

your punching bag.

He's wired. He's going to give a

positive ID on Shaw before they move in.

SHAW:
So, the cops just

let you go, huh?

Don't worry,

I didn't give them sh*t.

Oh, I'm not worried.

Okay.

Turn it over for me.

(ENGINE ROARING)

(SWITCHES ENGINE OFF)

God, it's amazing.

The simplest things can

cause the biggest problems.

Good news is,

if you swap out a bad part,

everything runs

smooth as silk again.

Look, Shaw...

Wait, Shaw! Shaw!

Shaw!

I just got confirmation on Shaw.

They're going in.

Wait, wait, hold up...

Police scanners are saying alarms are

going off at Interpol headquarters.

BRIAN:
Sh*t.

He brought us here so he

could take down Interpol.

This whole thing's a set-up.

Brian, take the team.

What about you?

Hobbs and I will wait for Shaw.

Shaw leads to Letty.

(GUN CLICKING)

Come on, you son of a b*tch.

What's this?

It's your share

from the last job.

SHAW:
You're part

of the team, Oakes.

You do your job, you get paid.

There's a little

extra in there for you.

Consider it an advance.

For what?

The next job, of course.

Which job?

The one we're

working right now.

Han, how far

are we from Interpol?

Twelve blocks away.

You guys,

it's a ghost town over here.

Shaw must have pulled

all the cops to him.

All right, y'all, we're in

this sh*t, so let's go get it.

It's been fun

running with you, mate.

(TIRES SCREECHING)

Stop! Drop the bag!

There he is.

On it.

Toretto, it's on you. Straight

ahead, don't lose him.

Ain't gonna happen.

(SIRENS WAILING)

(GRUNTS)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

Sorry about that, boys.

Interpol, straight ahead.

(TIRES SCREECH)

Let's go, guys.

We've got company.

Let's go, boys.

Get in! Let's go!

(GUN CLICKING)

(GRUNTS)

Hey! We got to move. Now!

(GRUNTS)

Shaw, we have three cars tailing us.

You know what to do.

(SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

Guys, I got the Rover.

Okay, I got...

Whatever the hell

that thing is.

(ELECTRICITY GENERATING)

What is that, a hockey puck?

(SPEAKING IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

(SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

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