Bait

Synopsis: In New York, Alvin Sanders is a small-time thief who's just been hauled in for stealing a bunch of prawns (shrimp) from a local restaurant. He ends up in a cell with John Jaster, one half of a high-tech criminal team that's just stolen $42,000,000 worth of gold from the Federal Reserve. Realizing that he could die at any moment from his worsening heart condition, Jaster tells Alvin to relay a cryptic message to his wife about the whereabouts of the hidden gold. Alvin doesn't know exactly what the message means, and Edgar Clenteen, the U.S. Treasury investigator working the case, hopes it will lead to the gold or Jaster's partner Bristol, but it does neither. Eighteen months later, Jaster is dead, and both Clenteen and Bristol are still looking for that gold. Clenteen decides to secretly plant a tracking device in Alvin's jaw, release him from prison, and then let the word out that he knows where the gold is hidden. Knowing that Bristol is probably watching their every move, Clenteen ho

Genre: Action, Comedy, Crime

Director(s): Antoine Fuqua

Actors: Jamie Foxx, David Morse, Robert Pastorelli, Doug Hutchison

Production: Warner Bros. Pictures


IMDB:: 5.8
Metacritic:: 39
Rotten Tomatoes:: 26%

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: R
Year:: 2000
: 119 min
: $14,934,238
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Quiet night, boys?
Yes, sir.
Gentlemen, we owe a quarterly.
Vault 23, encryption download.
Loaded.
Level five. Sonic, please.
Stable.
Motion.
Stable.
Status check, please.
All secure.
Excellent.
Carry on, gentlemen.
- Come on. Come on!|- What're you doing, man?
All right. All right, we're here.
What restaurant is this?|Where the front door at?
We go in the back.|It's like VIP, you know?
Only cool people go in the back,|like Madonna...
and Dennis Rodman|and Gary Coleman.
It's real controversial stars|coming in this place.
All right.
I'm not doing it.
All we gotta do is knock this off.
We'll get a couple of grand.|I been casing this joint for months.
Look.
You been casing it|and got one picture?
Film is expensive. Look at that.
Shrimp? You on parole and you here|trying to go back for stealing shrimp?
Not shrimps, baby. Prawns.
What the fuck is a prawn?
A prawn is bigger than shrimp. You|ever order a jumbo shrimp cocktail?
And they real big|like they been working out?
Like they on steroids?|That's prawns.
Eating one prawn,|that's like five or six shrimp.
Yeah, right.|I'm going back to the truck.
Fredo did the same thing to Michael|in The Godfather.
"Fredo, don't ever go|against the family.
Don't disrespect me and my father.|Get the fuck out here!"
You're deviating.
Give me a second.
We don't have a second.
Go back to the truck.
I'll finish up here.
Glove.
Ninety seconds. Perfect.
Send down the lift.
Yeah.
I don't think so.
What? What are you talking about?
The first conversation that|we ever had. No fucking guns!
You listen to me, Jaster.
You send down that fucking lift!
- Fuck you, you freak show!|- What are you doing?
No!
Wait.
Wait!
Crazy motherfucker!
No!
Stop!
...frigid weather conditions|continue to pound the New York area.
You fucking nuts?
No.
I'm fine.
Thanks for your concern.
- What the hell is wrong with him?|- Hold on.
He's really disrespecting|my speed right now.
He's about to bite me in the ass.|Disrespecting your speed?
Where the hell they get a Doberman?
Where's a nice, slow rottweiler|when you need him?
You cased it for months|and didn't see a 200-pound dog?
They was puppies when I saw them.|All right.
On three, you go right, I'll go left.
Fuck that. I go wrong all the time.|I'm going right.
Okay, brother, whatever.
One, two, three, break out.
Gotta hurry.|Yeah, what you want now, huh?
One-on-one.|It's me and you, baby. Me and you.
Well, it can just be you.|It can just be you.
How long does it take to|get these out of development?
Because, you know, I been working|on my little portfolio.
You're lucky I pulled my hamstring.
Y'all would still be chasing me.
You're saying that your partner|was a midget on a skateboard?
Midgets is taking over. They took|over this playground where I live.
They got this whole little|midget underworld.
It's crazy.
They squeezing us out because|they selling everything half-price.
I'm innocent, yo.
Oh, innocent, huh?
Man, if you didn't have a gun,|I'd whup your ass.
Where'd you get this then, huh?|A cocktail party?
- What do you got?|- We got nothing.
Both shot in the back of the head,|execution-style.
Could be a 9 mil or a.38.|I couldn't find any empty shells.
They died about three hours ago,|I would say.
All right, listen up.
My name is Edgar Clenteen.
I'm the chief investigator, Special|Projects Unit, U.S. Treasury Dept.
This is my crime scene.
And you all are contaminating it.
We got two young men here...
executed inside one of|the most secure rooms on earth.
So whatever you find, I don't care|what it is, you bring it to me.
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Andrew Scheinman

Andrew Scheinman is an American film and television producer, as well as a film director and screenwriter. Before he got his start in entertainment, he worked as a professional tennis player, as well as earning a JD from the University of Virginia School of Law in 1973. He is one of the heads of Castle Rock Entertainment. He won an Emmy Award for producing Seinfeld and was nominated for an Academy Award for producing A Few Good Men. more…

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