No Good Deed Page #5

Do you know Chanson Triste

by du Parc?

Do you like being tied up in a chair?

Or would you rather play

some beautiful music?

How much are we talking about?

Ten million. Our spread is substantial.

It went to committee.

Now, think lender liability, sirs.

If those funds aren't in escrow

by day's end...

...my company will lose

a $1 00 million contract.

So consider that to be

your true exposure.

My laptop is charged.

I could modem it through.

I'm calling my lawyer.

Sir, that won't be necessary.

Get the laptop.

I missed a few notes.

That's a nice piece.

I've never played it before.

I know what l want

for saving your life.

What's that?

They say playing the cello

is like dancing.

Show me.

How?

You'd have to put the gun down.

That's crazy.

I believe in the concept

of a man and a woman...

...and the man owing her one.

I mean, you did say that,

didn't you?

That you owe me one.

Don't do this.

Damn you.

Put your hand on mine.

A.

D.

G.

I could break your neck.

I should.

Yeah, you should.

Are we done?

Yeah, we're done.

We're even.

This disk contains

all the relevant routing information...

...account numbers and passwords.

It's your authentication.

Great, just a little more paperwork.

Now...

...about Erin.

He insists on meeting Erin

at his place.

We don't have time for this.

Do we know where the banker lives?

Yeah, it's over the mountain.

It's a haul.

-You've been there?

-I drove her a couple times.

-I thought they met in restaurants.

-Well, maybe he cooks.

Go there.

Tyrone called. He said it could be

another couple of hours.

I sent Willy for dinner.

Tyrone? And you trust him?

This job is no different from Seattle

or Sydney or Dallas or Miami...

...and he still needs us.

Unless he thinks he can take

a bus to the Caymans.

But this is our last one.

Then he wouldn't have called.

Do you think we'll be happy in Fiji?

We can have sex on the beach.

-Oh, Thomas!

-Let's go wait in the airplane.

You know l won't have sex

on airplanes.

But this one's on the ground.

When was he leaving the bank?

He should have been here

45 minutes ago.

She gabs on the phone, even if

the outcome remains unsettled.

Not even you would be

that dimwitted.

Maybe the two of them

are working together.

-Get out of the car.

-What?

-Get out of the car!

-Why?

Watch for him.

Hey, it's raining out here!

Then go inside.

-Get in!

-But there's an accident.

I don't want to hear about it. Get in!

You see that?

-What?

-This! This, this, this!

-Just how would he find you?

-Not by looking.

He knows where l'd go.

He can hear me think.

What would he do

when he found you?

Maybe he'd kill me.

Maybe you could prevent

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