Bandits Page #3

Take a bag, fill it with cash!

Cash, please!

Ma'am, is there any other cash

in the back?

No.

Don't touch that phone, sir!

Are you sure?

Don't touch that!

- Are you telling me the truth?

- I'm telling you the truth.

You look very honest.

Quickly, please!

Thank you! Thank you!

He made,

he made no plan whatsoever for this.

Here we go!

Put that right in there.

I'll take it.

Thank you! Thank you!

I'll take that! Here we go!

OK. Thank you very much.

There's just never enough time

when you're working.

Thank you for your cooperation!

No phone calls! No alarms!

Here we go! Come on!

Take this.

Sir! In case

you need to highlight anything!

Here we go! Let's go!

Hey! Hey!

Stop! Stop!

- Hey! Ho! Ho, ho! Ho!

- What?

Sir?

I need to borrow your car.

Take the bus, a**hole.

Hey! Come on!

This car!

Let's go! No, no!

This car! This!

Have the gun?

No.

Goddamn it!

Hold it!

Come on. Stop it. Act regular.

Chest pain, left arm a little numb...

...accelerated heart beats, spots.

I'm actually seeing spots.

Hang on. Hang on. Hang on!

Out! Out! Out! Out! Out!

Hey Terry, come here.

It's all right.

May I, please, go back to prison?

Not yet.

Oh, sh*t!

What's your name?

Cheri.

Zip up your pants, Cheri.

You too.

I'm Phil.

So, where's your mom, Cheri?

My mom doesn't live here anymore.

And your dad?

Oh, he's fishing for the weekend.

So your dad left you here all alone.

Oh, no, he thinks

I'm at a friend's house.

And how about you, scooter?

I told my folks I had a soccer trip.

Lie to your parents?

You're kidding, right?

No, I'm not kidding.

I'm sorry...

...who are you, guys?

Hey, you're inmates.

What'd you say your name was?

Phil!?

Do you think there's something

funny about being an inmate, Phil?

We're bank robbers, OK?

So, what's on our mind?

Paraiso del Mar.

Paraiso?

Paradise.

My uncle owns this little hotel, on the

water, about 100 miles south of Acapulco.

That's Mexico.

Right. That's where

they keep Acapulco, Terry.

But I have sanitation issues, Joe.

We'll buy the hotel, turn in into a

night-club and resort...

...I could wear a tuxedo,

sell margaritas to the tourists...

We could have some fun.

You'd do that!?

I mean, you and me.

Yeah.

Partners?

Partners.

Tuxedos and margaritas?

Good, right?

Yeah.

I could run the kitchen, you could

work the room...

It's a high-risk business, but,

considering the alternatives...

I think that sounds really good.

Just have one question.

How do we pay for it?

Well...

...we are bank robbers.

So, where is it?

Below my belt and above my knees.

No. You know what I mean.

You're gonna get us killed.

Maybe I'll save the day.

We'll both be rich and famous

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