Synopsis: When a bank is hit by a brutal heist, all evidence points to the owner and his high-powered clients. But as a group of FBI agents dig deeper into the case - and the deadly heists continue - it becomes clear that a larger conspiracy is at play.
Genre: Action, Crime, Mystery
Director(s): Steven C. Miller
Production: Emmett/Furla Films
Rotten Tomatoes:
107 min

with prerecorded

instructions saying

it would explode

if the cops were

called within 15 minutes.


And it was a car stereo,

but nobody moved for 20 minutes.

When your first action is

sending a shotgun blast

through the bank manager's chest

it sends a pretty clear message,

don't f*ck with us.

- So the bank manager bled out.

- Nope.

- Just told he was dead.

- He is.

They executed him

on the way out.

- He resist?

- Negative.

Witnesses say everybody

fully complied.

Especially him.

[woman] Victim's name

is Steven Hutchinson.

How much was taken?

Three million from the safe

and whatever was in registers.

Let me see that

device they left.


Sargent Mims was the first

detective on the scene.


They tagged and bagged

it before he got here.

I was told they found a print.

- What print?

- We don't know yet.

They said Mims is

unreachable, I said bullshit,

I sent a guy down

to the station.

That shady cocksucker,

you find out where he is

before any of the cash evidence

goes missing too,

and next time please make that

the first thing you tell me.

[hip hop music]

We gonna burn

it down up in here

Baby we on fire

Let this motherfucker burn

We don't need no water

Burn it down up in here

Baby we on fire

[muffled music]


Mims, it's three doors down.

[Mims] Okay, follow my lead.

Shots after shots up

in this motherfucker

I can't feel my face

up in this motherfucker

She got a pad that's new

Race up

in this motherfucker



Get your hands up!

Hands up, gets your hands up!

[man] Police!

- Hands up, don't move!

- Police!

Get the f*ck outta here!



Crack and wings?

When'd that chicken joint

change the number six?

Are you James Jackson?

Where the f*ck's your warrant?

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