2 Guns Page #4

You told Jessup you were

close to flipping him.

I was.

But when I got

down to the ranch,

Papi's boys was throwin'

his head around in a bag.

Well, that's game, then.

With Little Toro off the board,

Jessup's pulling you out.

Not if you

don't tell him.

I'm your control, Bobby.

That's correct.

I have to tell him.

That's why I need you

to let me rob

Tres Cruces Savings and Loan.

You want

to rob a bank?

No, Stig wants to rob the bank.

It's his idea.

So there's no entrapment.

What I want

is access to that money

that Papi's got

in the safe deposit box.

You know no judge

is gonna give you

a blanket warrant

for the boxes.

We don't need a warrant. Not if

the money's evidence in a crime.

We just trace it

back to ownership,

we got Papi on tax evasion,

possible RICO.

Yeah?

Yeah.

And what about Stig?

What about him?

He's a side dish.

You bust him

in front of the bank,

he does a smooth 20 years in the

penitentiary, you get a medal.

The bank gets us Papi.

And that's all

that matters, right?

It takes whatever

it takes, baby.

Did you ever

really love me?

Hmm?

I really meant

to love you.

Sh*t.

You don't have to knock.

It's always open.

Yeah, good.

Let's hit the bank.

Let's hit the bank.

The Tres Cruces?

That's correct.

Oh, sh*t.

Here I am still spinnin' about how we

got yanked outta line at the border.

So you in or you out?

I'm in, yeah.

It's just...

Have you ever had anything like

that happen to you before?

I mean, they were 100%

convinced we were holding.

And we would've if Papi

hadn't welched on that coke.

So you're sayin'

that to say what?

I'm sayin' it's only

'cause you're hearin' it.

No, you sayin' somethin'.

And if you sayin' it, I'm hearin'

it 'cause you're sayin' it.

What are you sayin'?

Let it be said.

I think you're

f***in' playin' me.

You wanna be played?

I've been at your

hip for 10 months,

but after this, I think

maybe you're playin' me.

I got you.

No, you didn't.

Oh, I did. The corner

of your eye was twitchin'.

The corner?

That wasn't a twitch.

That was a wink.

That's my move.

Yup, that's Papi's

chubby little kid right there.

Feed that motherf***er

quesadillas...

Oh, my God.

She's chubby, too.

In all the right places.

How does an old, fat, ugly

f*** get a girl like that?

Money.

All right,

here we go.

Same thing

every two weeks.

Papi flies over the border

with a briefcase full of cash.

He spends a week

with the mistress.

Ferret Nose Julio

drives it out

to the Tres Cruces

Savings and Loan.

Think they got three

million in the bank, huh?

Easy.

Bingo.

Money, money,

money, money.

Oh, yeah.

Why don't you hit the diner

and check out the doughnuts?

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