Don't Breathe

Don't Breathe

20. 19. 18.

Come on.

You know there's 12 seconds.

- 17.

- Yo, killed that already.

- Dude.

- Come on.

- 12. 11.

- Oh, that's what I'm talking about.

I told you this was

going to be fancy.

Alright, so,

just like last time.

No cash. The total take

has to fall below 10 g's

Yeah, yeah, whatever Judge Judy.

Come on.

Let's do this.

Okay, let's get out of here.

.

Everybody's leaving.

You know, if we keep hitting

houses like today, Rocky,

- and...

- Bye bye, Detroit.

And hola California.

Wait, wait.

You're going away, Rock?

Yes, as soon as I can.

When are you---

When are you coming back?

Never.

You should come with us.

- I...

- What?

Everyone else is gone.

I got my dad here.

I'll miss you then.

Dad?

You at home?

- Yo, this is it, man?

- And I have my 40%.

Take it or leave it.

- It's a f***ing Rolex in there, bro.

- What do you think?

And when I put it up for auction

that's not a risk, huh?

You know how much people on

the street pay for a hot Rolex.

Huh.

You want money,

then steal money.

F***ing bullshit, bro.

You want to hear a tip

or not?

Alright, let's hear it.

1837 Buena Vista Street.

A house with your dad's security company,

I've already checked.

Guy who owns it

is an army vet.

Normally, it's just him and the house.

- That part of the city is a ghost town.

- It looks like a dump.

That's actually good news.

How's that good news.

The story goes.

Some preppy girl,

a few days ago

- ran over this guy's daughter.

- Jesus.

The daughter died.

And this preppy, rich ass family

pays him off.

Gives him a big ass settlement.

Baloney honor, right.

This guy, is sitting

on at least...

300k.

Boom!

I mean, if I deliver this stake to Raul,

man, he will sh*t his pants.

Do you think the money

is in the house?

I don't know.

Let's go find out.

Guys, we don't-

we don't do cash.

Above 10k, it's major larceny.

That means 10 years

if we get caught.

- We won't get caught.

- Okay, and then what?

That amount brings serious cop presence

and there will be an investigation.

- My dad can get in trouble.

- I knew you'll b*tch out on me.

I just knew it.

Alex, if we do this right,

we'll never have to do it again.

Where're you going?

We're not doing this one.

Seriously.

Give us the f***ing keys, man,

we'll f***ing do it!

Alex!

ROCKY:

I NEED TO GET HER OUT OF HERE.

FOR ME - HELP?

Gulf War Veteran reaches six figure settlement

from Grosse Point's well known Roberts family.

Are you done, Diddy?

Be a doll and get your mother

a large 14 bolognese.

So, Trevor is living here now?

Don't be a b*tch, Roxanne.

It's just a few months

till he can find a new job.

You have no money in here.

You pay for it then.

I know you're making money.

I'm done.

Your lips look sore.

That's how you're making

your cash out there?

Huh?

Okay.

Diddy, let's go for a walk.

I don't have to be...

- Yeah, well, it's not summer, monkey head.

- I want to be a surfer.

There's no surf in Michigan.

Not fair.

Yeah, well.

Some things you can't change, baby.

Well.

No matter how, we'll go there.

What a... bummer.

OK. I AGREE

Hey, you know where

there is surf?

California.

What do you say you and I

move there together?

Would you like that?

Okay.

I promise then.

Is that a new tattoo?

Yeah.

I got it last night.

- Is it a?

- Ladybug.

Why a ladybug?

What?

When my dad left,

my mom started drinking and

she told me that

my dad's leaving was

all my fault.

And I missed him a lot so,

I'd cry.

She got so fed up with

the crying that she would

lock me in the

trunk of her car.

Sometimes for hours.

But there is this uh...

a little hole in the trunk

and one time

a ladybug flew in.

It kept me company.

It made me feel safe.

When I reached California,

I'm going to color this tat.

And that's the last time

I will mark my body.

If we get this money,

I'm going away with you guys.

I know you will.

At least for blocks around

the houses aren't occupied.

No people means

no Five-O on patrol.

It's going to be

a piece of cake.

The guy's a shun and hasn't

left his house like 5 days.

I say we do it with

him in the house.

Jesus.

Get off the f***ing car,

you dogshit!

Sh*t, that's our guy.

Wait, is he blind?

He has lost his sight

in Iraq or something.

It's kind of f*** up to rob

a blind guy, isn't it?

Just because he's blind don't mean

he's a f***ing saint, bro.

We do this tonight.

The whole neighborhood is f***ing empty.

This guy is the last man standing.

The lights are out.

He must be asleep.

He's blind.

Light's out doesn't mean anything.

It's 2:
00 am.

He's sleeping.

Let's take care of

that dog first, yeah?

Oh man.

He's took it.

It'll be lights out in a second.

There's 4 locks,

you got the other keys?

No, I only have one.

F*** me!

Why wouldn't he give backup

keys to the security company?

Because the money's in there and

the paranoid f*** doesn't trust nobody.

Let's check for a side door.

Sweet dreams, pal.

What's that?

You just point this in the

general direction of the master keypad.

It will kill the alarm.

Okay.

Open the f***ing door, Dexter.

Got it.

Sh*t.

What's wrong?

It won't open.

This guy isn't messing around.

There's a bolt here,

I can feel it.

It's locked.

Locked from the inside.

What about that window?

There's no bars on it.

I can fit in there.

What?

No.

We're not sending you in there at all.

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