Our problem is take the bank or split right now,
do not go home,
do not pack,
nothing.
30 secs flat from now we are gone on our separate ways, that’s it.
Let’s go make the Captain
look like a hero.
Isn’t this religious, ah yes. The eternal battle
between good and evil,
saint and sinners… but
you are still not having fun.
What the hell, did he think
he was gonna go home with the gold?
In what fairy tale?
Only one didn’t know that was him. That old man
needed someone to sit down,
draw it for him on a napkin.
Things like this were common practice
in the bad old days. Hard to believe it’s still going on.
You gotta give me one thing.
I’m a scary judge of talent.