Before the Devil Knows You're Dead Page #4
and I keep the money anyway.
Yeah, fine.
You keep the money anyway.
- Hanson?
- Yeah, that's me.
All right.
- Yeah.
- Bobby, for Christ's sakes,
- Bobby, we got to go.
- Just come on in.
I just got to throw on some clothes.
It'll only take a second.
We got to go.
- Just give me a second.
- God damn it.
Jesus Christ, Bobby, it's so f***ing early.
Boo wakes up, you f***ing sit up with him.
- I told you it was work.
- I don't give a f*** what it is.
Chris ain't used to getting up this early.
Oh, Christ.
Come on, babe. Here.
- Thank you, baby.
- Yeah, just keep it down, okay?
You wake Boo up, I'll kick your ass.
- All right.
- Yours, too.
All right.
Come on.
All right, let's do it.
Are we there?
- No.
All right.
Who the f*** are you supposed to be?
Look, I used to work there, all right.
I used to work there
and I can't take a chance
on being recognized. Don't... Look...
- You ain't never done this before, huh?
- Yeah, so?
I got to tell you something,
you look like a f***ing a**hole.
- Yeah, all right, look...
- I'm going to do this on my own.
- Really?
- You do the driving, I do the thing, all right.
- What if you need help?
- I got all the help I need.
There's no shooting.
- I ain't looking for it.
- There's no shooting.
- You do the driving.
- Hey.
- I do the thing.
- No shooting.
You ain't got the balls to do the thing.
I got the balls
- and I got a gun. That's the deal.
- Listen, no shooting.
- Or else I'm leaving right now.
- Hey, no!
Just no shooting, okay?
Okay. Ten more minutes.
What the f*** is this?
You can listen to that faggoty sh*t
all the way home.
Right now, I got to get into character.
- Right?
- Okay.
Okay.
This is it.
You ready?
Car out front. Door open.
I jump back in. You take off.
- Simple as a pimple, all right.
- Right.
- Right?
- Right.
- Let's do it.
- All right.
Yes, hi, hello.
Is Andrew Hanson available, please?
Uh...
Mooney. Mooney.
Okay, yeah, tell him it's Mooney.
- Yeah.
- There's a Mr. Mooney on line two.
- He sounds like some nut case.
- Okay.
- But...
- All right, I'll take it.
It just came apart, Andy.
Oh, my God, Andy.
What the f*** am I gonna do?
No, honey, no, don't worry.
It's just some mistake.
It's either the bank's or mine.
Maybe I didn't put enough money
in the joint account.
Yeah. No. Listen, don't worry.
Of course, we have the cash.
I'll call, I'll take care of it. Okay?
Yes, okay?
- Andy?
- Yeah. Yeah.
We're waiting for you
in the conference room.
Okay, I'll be right in.
Jesus.
Okay, next.
The auditors.
Some of you guys might have heard,
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