Midnight Run

lt wasn't some Vegas wise guy.
lt was Jimmy Serrano.

l know. l can read the papers.
l don't want to bring up the past, but...
...isn't Serrano the guy who ran you out
of Chicago when he was runnin' things?

He didn't run me out.
Right. You gave up bein' a cop
to do this shit?

-What's the point?
-The point, Jack:

l bailed out the accountant.
l didn't know who he was at the time.

Had l known,
no way l would've put up the bond.

lt's only a matter of time
before Serrano makes this guy vanish...

...and l'm out $450,000.
You're out $450,000 on this guy?

Because l got you, and you're the best,
and you're gonna find him.

How do you even know this guy is alive?
Because this guy is crazy.
He sends postcards to Serrano.

He's tellin' him what a great time
he's havin' with his money.

How much time you got left?
Friday at midnight l default.
l eat the $450,000.

This Friday? That's five days.
-Forget it. Give me my money.
-Listen to me.

l'll give you.... l'll give you $50,000.
$50,000? l gotta chase you down
for $1,200. Forget it.

-No, please.
-Forget about it. What else you got?

l ain't got nothin'. lf you don't find
this guy, l'm out of business.

l'll do it for a $100,000.
$100,000? Are you out of your mind?
This is an easy gig. lt's a midnight run.

lf you haven't noticed,
l'm tired of gettin' shot at.

l'm tired of this miserable business,
every lowlife that l run into.

lf you're gonna pay me,
you gotta pay me right.

You want me for this job,
give me what's right.

First of all, the guy is an accountant.
He's not gonna shoot you.

All you have to do is find him.
You put him in a bag, bring him home.

That's easy for you to say.
lt's $100,000, no more, no less,
and l want a contract.

-That's right, and l want it in writing.

$100,000, and l'll have the Duke for you
by Friday.

Now, can l have my $1,200, please?
Man, you do worse than any crook
l ever put a bond up for.