Bad Boys II Page #5

my friends up there in New York?

Quite a few.

How you behave with me

has consequences for a lot of people.

You found me,

not the other way around.

You need me to change small bills to

large ones and deliver to a third party.

l bet he'd like his money

in a timely fashion.

Delivery's late, it's your ass,

not mine.

Here's 50,000 in 1 00s

for your 50,000 in 1 0s.

Third party takes his million

in these five briefcases here.

-l hope l'm not losing you, chief.

-l hate math.

So for your $3 million

that we shrunk for you...

...you get 2 million in clean money

back.

Less our percentage: $300,000.

-l'll be delivering these to your dealer.

-Alexei.

-What?

-We're giving too f***ing much away.

We take all the risk.

And our suppliers take too much

of our profit.

Yeah, we'll call the general,

renegotiate.

He's a businessman,

we're businessmen.

Yeah, call him.

You call.

Agents, we're on the move

to the money drop.

Forward.

Hey, man, the truck's leaving.

We're going to follow it.

Don't lose that truck.

Follow that truck. Follow that truck.

Yep, they saddling up.

Look like lcepick came through.

Wonder whose sh*t

they about to rip now?

Falcon One, do you see her?

Stand by.

l don't want to get spotted,

take a burn.

Zoepound a bunch of pirates, man.

Steal anything.

Black Suburban at 1 0 o'clock.

Oh, come on, baby.

Park it at the top.

Roberto, she's coming to you.

l got her.

This is Falcon One, guys.

l got her coming up.

Heads up, guys.

l got an orange muscle car.

Looks to be three black male

occupants.

lt's out of our field of vision.

Bring it up.

All right, be aware,

we got three bogeys unidentified.

Guys, we got three bogeys.

They're splitting up. They're moving.

Be aware. They're approaching--

Sh*t. Sh*t.

-F***, it's a hit!

-Sh*t.

Agent down. Agent down.

Roberto, f***ing follow them!

-l'm on it! l'm on it!

-Sh*t!

Stay here!

Son of a b*tch!

lt's Syd!

Move! Move!

Man, what is your sister into?

Sidewalk! Sidewalk!

Move! Move!

Sh*t.

-Sh*t!

-l need backup on Canal, now!

You just get ready to shoot.

Police!

Stop the car!

Man, your badge?! He has a gun!

Shoot him!

Mike, she's in trouble, man.

Move! Get out of the way!

l think l done just got mad.

-Gun! Gun! Gun!

-Hold on.

Now show them your badge!

-This sh*t is crazy.

-l know, right?

Move! Move!

Get the world down here!

Sh*t!

Go! Go!

Get out!

You, drive!

Go!

Go, go, go, Mike! Punch that sh*t!

Punch it!

Kill the f***er!

Sh*t!

Move! Move!

-Don't lose her, Mike!

-This is what l do!

Sh*t! Sh*t.

Definitely shoot

that motherf***er that just--

Oh, man, my headlight.

Shoot back! Shoot back!

Shoot! Shoot!

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