The Driver Page #6

There's a cop trying

to put this one on me.

The money's hot.

I wanna trade it in.

Exchange rate's four-to-one at best.

I'll take it.

The train station, 9:00.

That sandwich counter

by the lockers.

I don't like it.

I didn't think you would.

I'll set it up,

but they won't do it

if you're there.

Tonight you'll be hotter

than the cash.

I'll get somebody.

Keep your eye out

for those other two.

They'll know

I have their money.

I told you, I'm not gonna

get killed for you.

Room 3004.

[ Gun Clicks ]

I don't know where he is.

I haven't seen him.

Just tell me what you want.

I just set things up.

It's his business

what happens after that.

If it was jewelry or bonds,

he might come to me.

But with cash,

he doesn't need me.

I won't see him till the next one.

[ C*cks ]

[ Ragged Breathing ]

In a hotel downtown.

The Doran.

The money's in a locker

at the train station.

9:
00 he's trading

for smaller bills.

That's all.

I warned him.

I told him I wouldn't

get killed for him.

Sure.

You don't have to play.

Everything goes all right, I'll have

your money by tomorrow morning.

I'll see it through.

I think you're crazy.

Put the key in a safe-deposit

box for six months,

then go get the money.

I'm on a streak.

I'm gonna play it out.

I'm gonna get it tonight.

I know all about streaks.

Every player says,

This time is different.

Maybe we are alike.

No.

When I lose, I just go broke.

You go to jail.

If it wasn't for that cop,

I'd tell you to go ahead.

He's the reason

I've got the rush on.

You don't care about the money.

Might even send it to him.

Sucker's game.

You think... maybe...

you could wait for a while?

[ Man On P.A., Faint]

Coffee.

I'll be right back

for my change.

[Coins Drop]

Ah, he's about 27, 28 years old.

He's a punk.

[ Detective]

Looks like they just switched keys.

Yeah. He's going back

to the lockers right now.

He's wearing

one of those cowboy suits.

He's got a beard-

a real sleaze-O.

He's exchanging the bag.

Black attach case.

Yeah, dirty money for clean.

Yeah. He's moving-

headed for the platform.

He's coming your way.

Right. I'll stick with him.

[ Bell Clanging ]

Sh*t!

[Train Horn Blowing ]

Look at your bag, pal? All right.

There's just some papers in it.

We'll see.

How about you, bub? Yeah.

Go ahead. Take a look.

[ Bell Clanging ]

[ Man ] Yeah? Police.

We're checking all the luggage.

Just a minute.

Notjust a minute. Now!

[Train Horn Blowing ]

Hey. What the hell

are you trying to-

Is that yours?

It's not mine.

Yours?

Is that yours?

Look, man, I'm cool.

[ Shouts ] Is it yours? No!

Do you have one?

Yeah. it's up here.

Where is it? Where?

It's gone!

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