1:18:00
It's in safe B-263-54.
You can get to the subbasement...
1:18:04
...through this electrical conduit
in the floor here.
1:18:06
OK.
1:18:08
We got 20 minutes
to make everything happen.
1:18:11
Two safes to crack, no safe-cracker.
1:18:16
We could blow 'em open.
1:18:18
That's risky.
If you pop the vault doors off...
1:18:20
...and it falls,
it could set off the laser alarms.
1:18:22
No choice. We're out of options.
1:18:24
How much grease you got left, Jake?
1:18:26
Uh...
1:18:29
Two finger coils, for emergencies.
1:18:32
I'd say this just about counts. What
size doors are we talking about here?
1:18:36
Like wall safes.
One foot by one foot each, maybe.
1:18:39
And you got to pop a hole in
the floor to get to the subbasement.
1:18:43
I guess it'll do the trick.
1:18:46
Who goes? Jeffrey's fucked.
1:18:48
One of us.
1:18:51
I'll go.
I know the explosives.
1:18:54
Guess again.
You're too heavy.
1:18:56
Jeffrey only had that cord set
for 350 pounds.
1:18:59
- Well, you go, then.
- Someone's got to track the alarms.
1:19:01
- I stay with my laptop, pal.
- I can do it.
1:19:06
No offence, but when this
makes the books...
1:19:09
...as the most fucked-up bank job
in history...
1:19:11
...for all the mistakes that I did
make, I don't want to be credited...
1:19:15
...with sending the Chow-Wang food guy
in to blow the safe.
1:19:20
Ben, what do you weigh?
1:19:24
Just ten more minutes, I promise.
1:19:28
Hey.
1:19:31
Ben's just, um...
1:19:34
He's just getting the statue
ready for you.
1:19:38
He's cleaning it up and stuff.
1:19:42
Where the hell is Ben?
1:19:43
And what the hell is all this shit
about some safe being empty?
1:19:51
Look, bitch, I don't know who you are
or what you're cranked up on...
1:19:55
...but you better get out of here
right now.
1:19:57
Blow me, Rikki.