Fast Five Page #3

Get out.

What?

Get out!

You never listen to me.

Not when I told you

he was a cop, and not now.

You never trust me

and look where it's gotten us.

Look at our family now.

I can't go home!

Your sister is stuck in this life!

Where's Letty, Dom?

Where's Letty?

Plasma cutter.

Wilkes, I want a list

of every place within 50 miles

that distributes

compressed gas tanks.

Pass me that manifest.

Officer Neves.

Been waiting for you.

You asked for me?

I did.

May I ask why?

My smile

is not that great.

Your husband was an officer who

was gunned down in the favela.

Six months later, you upped

and joined the force.

You're motivated.

Plus, I figure you're the only

one in Rio who cant be bought.

Am I right?

Yes.

Of course I am.

Good news, bad news.

You know I like

my dessert first.

Back-checked

the rail line like you asked.

Found a couple of spots

where they unloaded the cars.

One set of tracks

headed west

until it hit the main highway,

then disappeared.

But another set

of tracks headed east.

A 107-inch wheelbase,

eight-and-a-half-inch tread.

The GT40 that was missing

from the manifest.

Followed the trail

a couple of miles.

Pretty easy in this scrub.

Can't move without

leaving a sign.

Give me the damn veggies.

The ground rolls into a hardpack

and we lost that track, too.

Not necessarily.

That road heads up through

the hills into the favelas.

Couple of years ago,

it was washed out by a storm.

It's all dirt a mile

from where you were.

If they headed that way, we'll

pick up their tracks there.

You come prepared.

I'm motivated.

HOBBS:
All right, then.

Let's find ourselves a car.

What do you think?

Well, it's definitely

a custom chip.

Look at all these side menus

here for data entry.

Let's check this one.

Look at that.

Same building,

same order every week.

It's a delivery schedule.

What's this?

Drugs?

No. That's a dealer pack.

See, most major players,

they weigh their money

so they don't have

to constantly count it.

Right there,

that's 49 kilos.

49 kilos is a million

in twenties.

You're saying each one of these

shipments is worth 10 million dollars?

Yeah.

I thought so.

So what is that?

A 100-million plus

in cash houses?

That's how he keeps it

off the grid.

I think it's safe to say that

Reyes is smart to want this back.

It's his whole network right

there, just laid out on a chip.

Wilkes, Fusco,

up the middle.

Mac, Chato,

flank north.

What about me?

Stay here.

(SPEAKING PORTUGUESE)

Go that way!

The other two

went over the wall!

Come on, go! Go!

(SPEAKING PORTUGUESE)

Get on the ground.

I got Toretto.

Four blocks north of your...

They already know

who you are.

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