Drive Hard Page #4

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Mr. Roberts, see why I hired you?

You didn't hire me. You kidnapped me.

Semantics.

Given the PE ratio

is the market cap accurate?

What about undiluted EPS?

I don't see that here. What's

the current bid?

What about restricted stock options?

We have a problem.

Is there any reputational risk?

I want answers to these.

Excuse me.

- Back in a moment.

- Everything OK there, Mario?

Minor glitch. I'll take care of it.

OK folks, let's focus. There's a

lot of money riding on this,

so let's try to get it right.

Security to base. No sign as yet.

Now sweeping East Commercial Drive.

- Where am I taking you?

- We're gonna switch cars.

- Yeah?

- Make a right.

I shouldn't be involved in

something like this.

Will you just relax?

- Everything's gonna be OK.

- Really? Because it's looking

pretty f***ed up from where I'm

sitting right now!

I've got to call my wife.

What the f***? Hey, hey!

- You're gonna thank me for that later.

- What the f***!

They can use that to locate us.

- F*** you!

- You wouldn't like it.

Trust me.

That's them up ahead!

Base, we are in pursuit.

Have you actually got a plan

or is this

the world's dumbest f***ing crime?

- You're my plan. I invested in you.

- Why? Why?

Because you're a demon behind

the wheel.

You're a f***ing race car driver, man!

Because you're a demon behind the wheel.

You're a f***ing race car driver, man!

Couldn't you find someone who does

this for a living?

What, is there a shortage of criminals?

You cannot trust criminals.

They are untrustworthy in every way.

- All the bonds?

- I 'm afraid so.

- From the safe?

- Yes.

- It could only be Keller.

- Yes.

I want him dead, and whoever is

is with him.

You keep local law enforcement

out of it.

Our friends on the force pulled

back the net.

They're leaving him to our security team.

Good. Where are they?

Who are those guys?

They're like mercenaries.

Take a left.

We found them!

Security has engaged.

Let me know when it's done.

These aren't f***ing cops, man!

I told you that. Don't you ever

listen to me?

What the hell kind of bank

did you rob?

Well they're not a bank in any

recognizable definition of the word.

- I'm gonna kill you! I'm gonna kill you!

- That's the spirit!

I'm gonna ring your f***ing neck.

In time.

Hold on.

Oh God!

Jesus Christ!

Armed robbers raided the

International Bank and Trust

this morning

shortly after it opened, taking

an undisclosed sum of money

- and getting away...

- Yeah, Mr. Rossi?

...driving school. A witness

said to this exclusive...

Yeah, I know. I realize that.

If you find them, you need to tell me.

Because we need to be there.

Police presence and all that.

They resisted. Officers had no

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