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- Ladies and gentleman

it is now time for the

main event of the evening.

Your current, reigning,

defending bfc champion,

Johnny Thompson.

He looks to be in trouble here.

He's down, I can't believe it!

This guys just come on cleaner.

Hey, drop the gun!

- Pick out a gun!

Get down on floor,

hurry up, hurry up.

Hurry the f*** up!

- Hurry up, hurry up, man

i said hurry the f*** up,

get down!

Who the f*** you think

you're looking at?

Keep your hands in the air.

Shut the f*** up, get

to the f***ing ground.

- Hurry up!

Come on!

- We ain't got time for that.

Come on!

Get the f*** over there.

Or else I'll blow

your f***ing head off.

Move it, move it,

move it, move it, move it!

- Where the f***,

hurry up, hurry up.

Get down, get down.

Lay it on the ground.

On the f***ing,

get your hands spread and

it won't be any trouble.

- 125.

Bank robbery in progress.

Arms out, everyone.

You, how we doing?

We got hurry back, let's go,

- the problem is not your jobs,

it's your credit.

It says here your home

was foreclosed back in,

let me see here, oh,

2009, and on top of that

Emily, it is Emily right?

- Yes, Emily.

- Okay, anyway, Emily,

you recently got back to

the workforce, it says here

that you've been having

trouble making payments

on your student loans.

- The only reason

being I was unemployed.

- Look, I understand.

We know it's not your fault,

but with a credit score of

415, there's just nothing

I can do for you at this time.

Have a nice day.

- Run a CSI in the lab, we

gotta make this priority one,

nobody shoots one of our

cops and gets away with it,

we're gonna find this guy,

we're gonna mess him up,

bad.

- Detective Lee.

How's your wounded officer?

- He's gonna be just find

Miller, now that he knows

the FBI's on the case.

- The last three robberies

they hit the tellers.

This time they hit the

vault, they're getting bolder

and they're breaking

their own rules.

- Who's the dead civilian?

- He was armed, tried to

take on the two bad guys,

bad guy number two got out

the door and engaged our

officer there in

the parking lot.

Wounded the officer

before he got away,

our civilian here is the

reason why dead bad guy

number one is a drt.

- It's a high price.

What do you have on the suspect?

- No ID, nothing on him yet.

But we'll have something soon.

- Get as much as you

can, as soon as you can.

I want criminal background,

work history, affiliations.

The sooner we get a positive

ID the sooner we can catch

his partner before

he pulls another job.

- Johnny?

Johnny Thompson.

- Just back into

town, figured hey,

why not stop by and have a

chat with the old trainer.

- Come in damn it.

It's close to my bedtime.

Want something to drink?

- You got a beer?

- I'm an old, single, black

man and you ask if I have

a beer?

- You still training?

- Until I die.

Mostly boxing though.

- You see my last fight?

- I sure did.

Live in Vegas.

Couldn't miss it.

- Came to ask you a favor.

I need you to train me again.

I've got a fight

coming up, a big one.

The payouts huge.

- What happened

to your trainer in Vegas?

- I dropped him.

- Because

of your last fight?

- In part.

- Jesus Johnny.

You have no one to blame

but yourself for that fight,

I mean you moved slow, your

jabs were inconsistent.

And you're looking like

an amateur with that crap.

- Yeah well, that's

why I'm here.

- That picture was

taken right before his death.

- You know,

you're the closest i

had to a real father.

- Your father was a good

man, Johnny, just couldn't

handle temptation.

Bank robbery is a

dangerous business.

- So is fighting.

- Be at the gym first

thing in the morning,

- seven A.M.

- Thanks for the beer.

- Johnny,

don't make me regret this.

- The deal was, you

provide the girls

and receive 40% of

what we bring in.

You're not listening.

That's not what I said.

We've got overhead, and

who do you think checks on

the girls to ensure

they're turning a profit?

You can point your fingers

and someone else takes

the risk, but I'm on the front

line so don't give me that

I'm taking all

the risk bullshit.

I got some other

business to attend to.

Do yourself a favor, be by

the phone when I call back.

F***ing prick.

What the hell happened to you?

You two guys are all

over the f***ing news!

- Took too long, Brett

improvised and decided

to hit the vault.

Some cowboy with

a pistol shot him.

- Nice.

Looks like you got

the whole take.

I know it all went

to sh*t today,

but maybe we should hit

the vaults every time.

- Maybe.

But it's gonna take more

than two guys to pull it off.

- How many guys do you

think we need to do the job?

- At least three.

Two on the inside, one on

the outside as the driver,

four would be better.

- I got somebody

from the inside,

Johnny Thompson.

- Johnny Thompson's back?

- He's back from Vegas,

he's training here again.

- I'll be damned.

- Think he'd be interested?

- Its in his blood,

but I don't know.

- He'd make a great

partner, you know?

He's smart, he's tough,

he's got no fear.

- Alright I'll reach out to

Johnny but that's still only

two, we need a wheel man.

- How about that young kid?

He's done some jobs

for us in the past,

you know the one who works with

his father at the body shop.

- Ah, Brendan, yeah that

kid's got some skills,

he's an adrenaline junkie.

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