Takers Page #4

- It's been a long time, girl.

- When did you get out?

- Why? You miss me?

Ghost. You need to back up.

Easy, Jake. Easy.

I wish you guys the best. Really.

It's the past.

I'm here to discuss the future.

If I may.

Told you tomorrow, Ghost.

I'm not here to bust any balls. Just business.

A'ight?

A.J. Any new tats?

- Yeah, man, couple.

- Me, too.

- G.

- Ghost.

How's my man?

I'm doing good, mate.

Lot of tension in the room, huh?

What do you want, Ghost?

Goddamn.

It's like that?

It's like that.

Well, I'll be brief.

Let's say we go Italian Job on that ass.

Why don't we take this upstairs, Ghost?

Fair enough.

Same plan as before, gentlemen.

All the cash we can carry.

Got to move fast, though.

When you say "fast," how fast?

Next Tuesday.

What?

Ghost, you want us to take down

an armored truck in five days?

I mean, it's not even worth talking about

unless you got the route,

and they change the route all the time.

- That's what screwed us last time.

- Yeah, man, you got the route?

I got it. Exact one from next Tuesday.

Any more questions?

- How'd you get it?

- In the joint.

I got in good with this Russian.

Had the pleasure of keeping them guys

from Compton off his ass.

In exchange, he had his comrades

on the outside

put the arm down on the dispatcher.

So the dispatcher do anything

to screw the job up,

they're wiping out his whole family

back at the Ukraine.

Down to the sheepdog.

Why should we trust the Russians?

They love their sheepdogs.

All bullshit aside,

I'm in for a quarter mil with the Russians

out my cut when the job's done.

It's not your concern,

so don't trust the Russians. Trust greed.

- Why should we trust you?

- Well, sh*t, A.J.

I'm fresh out. I ain't in no hurry to go back.

Besides, why would I screw over my guys?

Especially when

you're holding all my money, right?

Okay. What about the setup?

I mean, there's knowing the route,

and then there's the logistics, you know.

Five days. Jake's right.

That's a real, real short fuse.

That's where you come in.

But I trust that when you and Jake

put your heads together, you'll figure it out.

Either way, I need to know tonight.

You ain't got the heart to pull it off, a'ight.

We'll settle up on the money you owe me,

I'm sayonara.

Appreciate your time, gentlemen.

Thanks for the cigar.

- Hey, G, let me check out that route.

- Yeah.

This is not the way we do things, gentlemen.

It's too fast, it's too rushed.

It's a lot of money,

but this whole thing feels forced.

Five days? Five?

Yeah, man, but, you know,

we can get the setup right.

Bet big, win big.

It's the only way to play.

We're takers, gents.

That's what we do for a living.

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