- Good morning. - Morning.
- State your name for the record. - Daniel Ocean.
Thank you. The purpose of this hearing is to determine...
whether you are likely to break the law again.
This was your first conviction, but you were implicated...
in a dozen other schemes and frauds.
What can you tell us about this?
As you say, ma'am, I was never charged.
We're trying to find out...
if there was a reason for committing this crime...
or just a reason you got caught this time.
My wife left me. I was upset. I got into a self-destructive pattern.
If released, is it likely you'd fall back into a similar pattern?
She left me once. I doubt she'd do it again just for kicks.
Mr. Ocean, what do you think you would do if released?
- Chips, please. - Sure.
- Change 150. Quarters or nickels? - Quarters are fine.
- Good luck. - Thank you.
Twenty. Dealer has 19. Good start.
- I'm going on break now. - Here. Thank you very much.
- Good luck. - You have a good one.
- How are you, sir? - Hello, Frank.
I beg your pardon. You must have me confused with someone else.
My name is Ramon. As you can see right here.
- My mistake. - No problem, sir.
The table's cold anyway.
You might want to try the lounge at Caesars. Gets busy after 1:00.
- 1:00? - Yes, sir.
Thanks, Ramon.
Thank you.
- Checking up on current events? - Ramon.
Glad to meet you. Frank Catton can't get past the gaming board.
- You just got out? - This afternoon.
You seen him?
I heard he was teaching movie stars how to play cards. Why?
You have a plan already?
Are you kidding? I just became a citizen again.
Officer Brooks...
this is Danny Ocean. I was told to contact you within 24 hours.
No, sir, I haven't been getting in trouble.
No, sir, I haven't been drinking.
No, sir, I wouldn't even think about leaving the state.
Hey, Russ! Rusty. What's up, man?
Let me ask you a question. Are you incorporated?
You should think about it. I talked to my manager—
- Bernie? - Not Bernie. My business manager.
Actually, they' re both named Bernie.
He said what we do could be considered research...
for a future gig, so I could make it a tax write-off.
The one thing is, and this is his thing and it's stupid...
but I'd have to pay you by check.
Or we could just stick to cash.
Yeah, let's just stick to cash.
We'll begin with five-card draw. Everyone remember that?
Who wants to start us out? Josh?
Josh. To the left.
Deal to your left.
- Shane? - Hit me.
- It's not blackjack. - Dude!
Looking at them doesn't change them. You know what you have.
- Left. Left. - Left, I'll get it.
Lady bets. Let's keep it moving.
- Blue. - Blue, that's a 50.
- I'll call? - Okay.
Shane's calling. 50.
What the hell, it's only pocket change.
Betting's your business. Pretend it's for a reason.
Yeah, thanks, man.
- Right. - How many?
- Four. - You don't want four. You wanna fold.
- I wanna fold? - Fold.
Is that good?
You're done. Let's take that. You're done.
You're done. You have three pairs.
You can't have six cards in a five-card game.
- Maybe one was mine. - Wasn't me.
Fellas!
All reds.
What up, dog?
I'm gonna love spending your money. I'm gonna get my car washed.
- How's the game going? - Longest hour of my life.
- What? - I'm running away with your wife.
Great.
Isn't that hard, crossing over from television to film?
Not for me, dude.
Hey, Russ. We got another player...
if that's cool with you.
What do you do for a living? if you don't mind me asking.
Why would I mind you asking?
Two cards.
I just got out of prison.
- Really? - Why were you in prison?
I stole things.
You stole things? Like jewels?
Incan matrimonial head masks.
- Any money in lncan matrimonial—? - Head masks. Some.
Don't let him fool you. There's loads if you can move them.
- I'll take one. But you can't. - My fence seemed confident.
- With cash you don't need a fence. - Some lack vision.
Probably everybody in cellblock E.
That's $500.
- What's the first lesson in poker? - Never bet on the—
- No, leave emotion at the door. - Right.
Today's lesson: How to draw out the bluff.
That much money early in the game...
He has nothing better than a pair of face cards.
Barry?
All right.
I fold.
- Josh? - Don't worry, I'm game.
I will see your $500 and I will raise you another...
- ... $500 of my own. - That's a very handsome bet.
Careful, don't push him too high, too fast. I Keep him on the leash.
- Holly? - Call.
Call.
And I'll call.
I'll see your $500 and raise you $2000.
Guys, you do what you like. That's a lot of money.
I'm staying in. He's trying to buy his way out of his bluff.
- Josh? - Two.
Thattagirl. Call.
- Call. - Call.
Let's see them.
I'm not sure what four nines does, but the ace, I think, is pretty high.
Thanks for the tip on bluffing.
Hey, Topher! How about an autograph? Come on, real quick.
- God, I'm bored. - You look bored.
How was the clink? You get the cookies I sent?
Why do you think I came to see you first?
- So tell me. - It's tricky.
It's never been done before. It'll need planning and a large crew.
- Guns? - Not quite. High security. The take—
- The target? - Eight figures.
What's the target?
When was the last time you were in Vegas?
You want to knock over a casino?
The vault at the Bellagio.
If I'm reading this right, and I'd like to think I am...
this is probably the least accessible vault ever designed.
You said three casinos?
These feed into the Mirage and MGM Grand, but every dime ends up there.
The Bellagio and the Mirage.
- These are Terry Benedict's places. - Yes, they are.
- Think he'll mind? - More than somewhat.
You'd need at least 12 guys doing a combination of cons.
Like what, you think?
Off the top of my head, I'd say you're looking at a Boesky, a Jim Brown...
a Miss Daisy and a Leon Spinks.
Not to mention the biggest Ella Fitzgerald ever.
Where will you get the money to back this?
Hit these three casinos, we'll get our bankroll.
Benedict's got a list of enemies.
But enemies with loose cash and nothing to lose?
- Reuben. - Reuben.
Hey.
Oscar, lower it a bit, would you?
Sorry. You guys done? Find what you want?
We'll take these for the night to make copies.
- Whatever you need. - Appreciate it.
What?
I need a reason.
And don't say money. Why do this?
Why not do it?
I just left the joint after losing four years of my life...
and you're cold-decking Teen Beat cover boys.
Because the house always wins.
Play long enough, the house takes you.
Unless, when that perfect hand comes, you bet big. Then you take the house.
- You practiced that speech? - Did I rush it?
It was good. The Teen Beat thing was harsh.
I wonder what Reuben will say.
You're out of your damn minds!
You're both of you nuts!
I know more about casino security than any man. I invented it.
And it cannot be beaten.
They got cameras and watchers, they got locks.
They got timers, vaults.
They got enough armed personnel to occupy Paris!
Okay, bad example.
It's never been tried.
It's been tried. A few guys even came close.
You know the three most successful robberies in Vegas?
Number three, the bronze medal.
Pencil neck grabs a lockbox at the Horseshoe.
Grab the guy in the suit!
He got two steps closer to the door than anyone before.
Leave the money!
Second most successful robbery:
The Flamingo in '71. This guy actually tasted fresh oxygen...
before they grabbed him.
Of course, he was breathing out of a hose for the next three weeks.
Goddamn hippie.
And the closest any man has ever come...
to robbing a Las Vegas casino...
was outside of Caesars in '87.
He came...
he grabbed...
they conquered.
But what am I saying? You guys are pros. The best.
I'm sure you can make it out of the casino.
Of course, lest we forget...
once you're out, you're still in the middle of the fucking desert!
You're right. He's right.
Our eyes were bigger than our stomachs.
- That's what it is. Ego. - Yeah, blah, blah.
- Thanks for lunch. - The nicoise was delicious.
- Sorry to bother you. - Look, we go way back...
and I owe you from the thing with the guy.
- Our pleasure. - I'd never been to Belize.
Give Dominic your addresses. I got some furniture to send you.
Just out of curiosity, which casinos did you geniuses pick to rob?
The Bellagio, the Mirage and the MGM Grand.
Those are Terry Benedict's casinos.
- Is that right? - That's right.
You guys...
what do you got against Terry Benedict?
What do you have against him, is the question.
He torpedoed my casino. Muscled me out.
Now he's gonna blow it up next month to make way for some monstrosity.
- I see what you're doing. - What are we doing?
If you're gonna steal from Terry Benedict, you better goddamn know.
This used to be civilized. You'd hit a guy, he'd whack you.
But Benedict...
At the end of it, he'd better not know you're involved.
Because he'll kill you, then he'll go to work on you.
That's why we have to be very careful, very precise.
Well-funded.
You gotta be nuts too.
And you're gonna need a crew as nuts as you are.
Who do you got in mind?
- Alright, who's in? - Frank C. is in.
Frank has bronchitis and is applying for a transfer to warmer climates.
Drivers?
- I talked to the Malloys. - Mormon twins?
They're in Utah, off the job.
They're having trouble filling the hours.
- Waiting, sweetheart. - Good. Go.
- I'm waiting. - Why?
- You're a little girl! - Relax.
I'm going to get out and drop you like third-period French.
Relax.
- Electronics? - Livingston Dell.
He's been doing surveillance work for the FBI mob squad.
- How are his nerves? - Not so bad.
Move in a little bit.
- Don't— Don't touch that. - Why not?
Do you see me grabbing your gun and waving it around?
Hey, RadioShack. Relax.
Munitions.
- Phil Turrentine. - Dead.
- No shit. On the job? - Skin cancer.
- You send flowers? - Dated his wife for a while.
Basher's in town.
There may be an issue with availability.
All right, chaps...
hang on to your knickers.
Oh, leave it out!
You tossers! You had one job to do!
That's all you used in the event?
- You accusing me of booby-trapping? - Well?
Booby traps aren't Mr. Tarr's style. Isn't that right?
Basher?
Peck. ATF.
Let me venture a guess.
Simple G-4 mainliner, back wound, quick fuse with a drag under 20 feet.
Let me ask you this. You search this scumbag...
for booby traps? I mean, really searched.
Stand back.
Here we go.
- Find Griggs. I need him. - Who?
Just find him, will you?
Can you put something together with what I gave you?
Done.
- Is Danny about? - He's around the corner.
Terrific. It'll be nice working with proper villains again.
Everybody down! Get down!
They weren't expecting that shit!
- Nice work. - Thanks.
- Which one's the Amazing Yen? - The little Chinese guy.
- Who else is on the list? - He is the list.
It doesn't seem that diff—
- We got a grease man. - We got a grease man.
We need Saul.
- He got out of the game a year ago. - He get religion?
Ulcers.
- You could ask him. - Hey, I could ask him.
I saw you at the paddock...
before the second race, outside the men's room when I placed my bet.
I saw you before you even got up this morning.
- How you been, Saul? - Never better.
What's with the orange?
- My doctor says I need vitamins. - Why don't you take vitamins?
You come here to give me a physical?
Box seats. Come on.
You gonna tell me? Or should I say no and get it over with?
You're the best. You're in Cooperstown. What do you want?
Nothing. I got a duplex now.
I got wall-to-wall and a goldfish.
I'm seeing a lady who works the counter at Macy's.
I've changed.
Guys like us don't change. We stay sharp or get sloppy.
Quit conning me.
That your hound way in the rear?
He breaks late. Everyone knows this.
You going to treat me like a grownup at least?
Tell me what the scam is?
Exhibit C: His belt as king of the heavyweight crown.
Lennox Lewis has proved he's the champion.
Saul makes 10. Ten should do it, don't you think?
You think we need one more?
You think we need one more.
Alright, we'll get one more.
Hello, Linus. Whose is this?
- Who are you? - A friend of Bobby Caldwell's.
You're either in or out. Right now.
- What is it? - It's a plane ticket. A job offer.
- You're pretty trusting. - Bobby has faith in you.
Fathers are like that.
He didn't tell you? He doesn't want me trading on his name.
Do this job, he'll be trading on yours.
Don't, and you can go back to feeling up stockbrokers.
Can you get the check, please?
That's the best lift you've made yet.
Las Vegas?
America's playground.
Did you guys get a group rate or something?
Saul, do you get out to Utah much?
Not as often as I'd like.
Check it out. I think you'd dig Provo. You could do well there.
I'll look into it.
Welcome to Las Vegas. Has everybody eaten? Good.
Everybody sober?
Close enough. Before we start, nobody's on the line yet.
What I'm about to propose is highly lucrative and highly dangerous.
If that's not your brand of vodka...
eat as much as you like and have a safe journey. No hard feelings.
Otherwise, come with me.
You're Bobby Caldwell's kid?
- From Chicago? - Yeah.
- You like it there? - Yeah.
That's wonderful. Get in the goddamn house.
The 3000 block of Las Vegas Boulevard...
also known as the Bellagio, Mirage and MGM Grand.
They' re three of the most profitable casinos in Las Vegas.
This is the Bellagio vault, located...
beneath 200 feet of solid earth.
It safeguards every dime that passes through each of the three casinos.
- We're gonna rob it. - Smash-and-grab job?
Slightly more complicated than that.
Well, yeah.
This is courtesy of Frank Catton, a new dealer at the Bellagio.
Bad news first.
This place houses a security system rivaling most nuclear silos.
First, we have to get in the casino cages, which takes more than a smile.
Next, through these doors...
each one requiring a different code changed every 12 hours.
Past those, the elevator. Here's where it gets tricky.
- It won't move without fingerprint l.D. - Which we can't fake.
And vocal confirmation from the system within the Bellagio and the vault.
Which we won't get.
The elevator shaft is rigged with sensors.
If we override the lift, the exit would lock and we'd be trapped.
Once we get down the shaft, it's a piece of cake.
Just two more guards with Uzis...
and the most elaborate vault door ever conceived.
Any questions?
Tunneling's out. There are...
sensors monitoring the ground. If a groundhog nested, they'd know.
- Anyone else? - You mentioned good news?
Yeah. The Nevada Gaming Commission requires...
a casino to keep enough cash to cover every chip in play on the floor.
That means on a weekday it must carry...
between $60 and $70 million in cash and coin.
On the weekend, between 80 and 90 million. On a fight night...
like in two weeks, the night we're robbing it...
$150 million, without breaking a sweat.
There are 11 of us, each with an equal share.
You do the math.
Exactly.
I have a question.
Say we get into the cage and through the security doors...
down the elevator we can't move...
past the guards with the guns, into the vault we can't open—
- And not seen by cameras. - Sorry, I forgot to mention that.
Yeah, well, say we do all that...
we're just supposed to walk out of there with $150 million...
without getting stopped?
Yeah.
Oh. Okay.
First task: reconnaissance. I want to know what goes on...
in all casinos, from the dealers' rotation...
to the path of cash carts. I want to know everything about every guard.
This girl Charmaine...
Find out where they're from, nicknames, how they take their coffee.
dances at Crazy Horse Too. It pays for her school.
- I think she really likes me. - Cool.
Know these casinos. They were built to keep people in.
Know the quick routes out.
- He went through at 10:44. - 10:46. Get a watch that works.
- You make me sick, dude. It's 10:44. - 10:46.
Second task: power.
On fight night, we 'll throw the switch on Sin City.
- Basher, it's your show. - You want broke, blind or bedlam?
- How about all three? - Right, it's done.
Third task: surveillance.
Security has an eye and an ear on everything.
We want an eye and ear on them. Livingston?
It's not the least accessible system I've seen.
- There's no closed-circuit to tap into? - No.
Then it's definitely a black bag job. They employ an in-house technician?
Two. And one of them is lonely.
Thanks, Charmaine. I'll return it in an hour.
- Say hi to your mom for me. - Say it yourself. She's on-stage soon.
Watch it, bud!
- You call me bud, pal? - You call me pal, friend?
- You call me friend, jackass? - Don't call me jackass.
433, we have a visual impairment on the northwest 052 exit-door camera.
Copy that. I see them.
- Is that a word? You made that up? - " Obsequious" is a word.
- Sir, please move your balloons. - You got in my way!
- I was trying to deliver balloons! - Gentlemen!
- He's a balloon boy! Balloon boy! - You're spitting in my face.
And we're up and running.
- Why are hallways always that color? - They say taupe is very soothing.
- Hi. - Fine, thanks.
- Move the balloons. - Move them?
An important client is waiting for these. I don't have time...
for you circus animals.
Hey! Hold up a minute!
Excuse me!
Hey! Excuse me!
- Hey, you dropped this. - Oh, thank you.
- How's the reception on those things? - Excellent.
- Take care. - Thanks.
- Well... - Yeah.
Fourth task: construction.
We need to build an exact replica of the Bellagio vault.
- To practice? - Something like that.
Fifth task: intelligence. We need those codes, Linus...
from the guy who has all three.
- Who, Benedict? - Learn to love his shadow.
- All I get to do is watch the guy? - Gotta walk before you crawl.
- Reverse that. - Sixth task: transport.
Well, I am sorry, but $18,500 a piece is the best offer that I can make.
Well, I understand.
- They are some great-looking vans. - Yes, sir, top of the line.
- Okay. Thank you for your time, Mr...? - Denham. Billy Tim Denham.
- Denham like a jean. - That's it. Just like the jean.
Man, you got some lovely hands here. Do you moisturize?
- I'm sorry? - I've tried lots of lotion.
I even went fragrance-free for a year. Now my sister...
she uses aloe vera with a little sunscreen in it.
Ideally, we all should wear gloves to bed...
but I found there was interference with my social agenda, you know.
Plus, I react to the camphor. So I'm not into the traditional remedies.
Let me tell you something. If you could pay cash...
I could drop that down to seven—
Sixteen each.
- No? - Yes, sir.
- You'd do that? - Yes, sir.
That'd be lovely. They told me to see you.
- Well, I'm glad they did. - They told me.
Well, let me go get the paperwork. You just wait here at the table.
- You do that. - Thank you.
- Very nice material. - It's imported silk, Saul.
It's very nice.
Gentlemen, would you excuse us for a second? Thanks.
Saul, you sure you're ready to do this?
If you ever ask me that question again, Daniel...
you won't wake up the following morning.
He's ready.
My name is Lyman...
Zerga.
My name is Lyman Zerga.
Okay, tell me about Benedict.
That guy's a machine.
Good afternoon.
He arrives at the Bellagio every day at 2 p.m.
How are you, Tommy?
He remembers every valet's name.
Not bad for a guy worth 3/4 of a billion.
He works hard, hits the lobby floor at 7 on the nose.
- Good evening, sir. - How are you?
- Talks with his casino manager. - About what?
All business.
Benedict likes to know what's going on. Be in control.
There's rarely an incident he doesn't know about or handle personally.
Spends a few minutes glad-handing the high rollers.
He speaks Spanish, German and ltalian and is getting good at Japanese.
He's out by 7:30 and is handed a black portfolio.
profits and new security codes. He heads to the restaurant.
Like I said, a machine.
That portfolio contains codes to all the cage doors?
And two minutes after they' re changed, he's got them.
You guys really can pick them. This guy's as smart as he is ruthless.
Last guy he caught cheating, he not only sent up for 10 years...
he seized his house and bankrupted his—
In-law's dealership.
He takes out your knees and ruins your life and anybody you know.
You scared?
You suicidal?
Only in the morning.
- Now what? - Now comes the girl.
She comes down after him if they' re in a snit.
- Where does she come from? - The museum, there. She's the curator.
Here she is.
This is the best part of my day.
I'm not sure we can use her yet. I haven't even caught her name.
Tess.
Huh?
Her name is Tess.
- We have to talk. Now. - Okay.
Tell me this is not about her or I walk off the job.
Who?
Tess. Benedict. Tell me this isn't about...
- ... the guy who's screwing your wife. - Ex-wife.
- Tell me. - It's not about that.
It's not entirely about that. Remember when we got in this business?
We said we'd play like we had nothing to lose.
Well, I lost something.
I lost someone. That's why I'm here.
The problem is, now we're stealing two things.
And if you can't have both, which do you choose?
Remember, Tess does not split 11 ways.
If everything goes to plan, I won't be the one that has to make that choice.
- How'd she look? - She looked good.
Thanks.
You like it?
I like that you like it.
- I'll see you tonight? - Okay.
In my hotel, there's always somebody watching.
I'll see you tonight.
Weak stomach, Mr. Zerga?
I don't believe in weakness. It costs too much.
I don't believe in questions either.
Oh, really? Well then, let me give you a tip.
Don't get into Terry Benedict for too much money.
He doesn't fool around.
- How are you, Eddie? - Fine, sir.
Anything for me?
Mr. Lyman Zerga. Third position. Wants to talk to you privately.
Who is he?
Businessman of some kind, from Europe.
Very vague. I asked around. Word is, he deals primarily in arms.
- One of the biggest. - Zerga.
Yes, sir.
- Never heard of him. - That's why I don't doubt it.
- He's staying here? - He's in the Mirador suite.
- How's he doing? - Up, almost 200.
Good for him.
You're 30 seconds late. I was about to send out a search...
Hello, Tess.
What are you doing here?
I'm out.
- Out? - Of prison.
Remember? I went for cigarettes and didn't come back.
I don't smoke. Don't sit.
- Supposedly I paid my debt to society. - Funny, I never got a check.
You're not wearing your ring.
I sold it. I don't have a husband or didn't you get the papers?
- My last day inside. - I told you I'd write.
- Danny, go now before— - What? Benedict?
How you doing? Whiskey and whiskey.
You're doing a great job at the museum. The Vermeer is quite good.
- Vibrant. But his work fell off later. - Remind you of anyone?
I always confuse Monet and Manet. Which one married his mistress?
- Monet. - And Manet had syphilis.
They also painted occasionally.
All right, I'll make this quick.
I came here for you.
I want to get on with my life. I want you with me.
You're a thief and a liar.
I lied about being a thief. I don't do that now.
- Steal? - Lie.
I'm with someone who doesn't have to make...
- ... that kind of distinction. - He's clear on both.
- You have a problem. - Only one?
You've met too many people like you. I'm with Terry now.
Does he make you laugh?
He doesn't make me cry.
- The fight is Saturday night? - Yes, would you like tickets?
No. Hand-to-hand combat does not interest me.
I have a package arriving here that evening.
A black briefcase, standard size...
the contents of which is very valuable to me.
I'll put it in the house safe.
The house safe is for brandy and grandmother's pearls.
- I need something more secure. - Mr. Zerga, I can assure you our—
I can assure you, Mr. Benedict, that your generosity in this matter...
will not go overlooked.
Now, what can you offer me besides the safe?
People you steal from have insurance. They get made whole again.
I left New York to escape what happened. Can I get five years back?
- What you can do is not throw— - You don't know anything.
You don't love me, you're with someone else, fine.
I have to live with that. But not him.
Just like an ex-husband.
- I'm not joking. - I'm not laughing.
There's a conflict of interest when you...
- ... give me advice about my love life. - But that doesn't mean I'm wrong.
Do you remember what I said when we first met?
- That I better know what I'm doing. - Do you? Now?
You should go if you don't.
I know what I'm doing.
What are you doing?
Just catching up.
- Meet my ex-husband. - Danny Ocean.
- Mr. Ocean. - I'm in your seat.
Forgive my lateness. A guest required my attention.
That's fine. Danny was walking through and spotted me.
- Is that so? - Imagine the odds.
" Of all the gin joints in all the world."
You recently were released from prison?
That's right.
- How does it feel to be out? - About the same.
- Danny was just about to— - I just stopped by to say hi to Tess.
Stay, have a drink.
- I can't. - He can't.
Well, then...
I imagine we won't see Mr. Ocean anytime soon.
You never know.
I know everything happening in my hotels.
So I should put those towels back.
No, the towels you can keep.
- Good to see you, Tess. - Take care, Danny.
- Terry. - Danny.
Stinking...
Tomorrow the day is yours.
Call is at 5:30, makeup and costume.
Saul's package arrives at 7:05. Linus grabs our codes.
All goes well, we're a go. At 7:30, Yen is locked in and we're committed.
From this point, we have 30 minutes to blow the power or he suffocates.
Once the electricity goes, access to the vault...
and its elevator shut down for two minutes. That's when we go.
You're in the middle of the room, 10 feet from everything.
You have to get to the door without touching the floor.
What do you do?
- Ten says he shorts it. - Twenty.
Window or aisle, boys?
Yeah, we're in deep shit.
That poxy demo crew didn't back the main line.
They naused up the mainframe. Naused it up!
- You understand him? - I'll explain later.
They' re so pony they blew the backup grids one by one.
Basher, what happened?
They did what I would have done but by accident.
Now they know their weakness, they're fixing it.
So unless we intend to do this job in Reno, we're in Barney.
Barney Rubble. Trouble!
- We could always— - By tomorrow?
Hang on a minute, hang on. We could use a pinch.
What's a pinch?
A device which creates a cardiac arrest for broadband circuitry.
Better yet, a pinch is a bomb without the bomb.
When a nuclear weapon detonates, its electromagnetic pulse...
shuts down any power source within its blast radius.
It usually doesn't matter because a nuclear weapon destroys everything.
A pinch creates a similar electromagnetic pulse...
without mass destruction and death. Instead of Hiroshima you get...
- ... the 17th century. - How long?
30 seconds.
Could a pinch knock out the power of an entire city?
- Like, for instance— - Las Vegas?
Yeah, I think it might.
There's only one pinch big enough to do it.
Where?
Let's go. Yen, Basher, come on.
Where you going?
- I'm coming with you. - No.
Oh, no, no, no! Don't leave me with these guys!
Start.
- I got one. - You thinking of one?
- No, I've thought of one. - You're thinking of one.
No, I'm done. I have it.
- You a man? - Yes. 19.
- You alive? - Yes. 18.
- Evel Knievel. - Shit!
- Don't touch me. - I'm not.
- Your hand's in my face. - It's not.
- Am I touching you? - Your hand's in my face.
- Move. - I didn't touch you.
- You just touched me. - You made me touch you.
This is your side. This is your side.
Get off. Get off.
I'm gonna need a score of car batteries—
Where's Linus? Where's Linus?
- There he is. - Oh, would you look at this doughnut?
Should someone help him?
That's a great idea, Albert. Let's all get nicked.
Back it up.
Let him in.
You stupid bastard!
- I say stay, you stay. - Got it.
Lose focus for one second, somebody gets hurt!
I got it.
Where are they?
That's what I want to know. Where the hell are they?
- They will be here. - "They will be here." Schmuck!
You boys have a nice trip?
We have a problem.
You've been red-flagged.
The moment you enter the casino, they'll be watching.
Like hawks. Hawks with video cameras.
That's a problem.
- Saul, turn that off. - When I'm ready—
- Saul! - It's off! It's off!
Any idea how this happened?
- No. - Oh, come on.
He's been chasing Benedict's girl. They had an argument two nights ago.
- I tailed you. - Who told you to?
I did. I worried you couldn't leave Tess alone.
- Tess? - My wife.
- Ex-wife. - Tess is here?
I'm sorry. I didn't know if it would sting you, but it did.
- You're out, Danny. - He's out?
Or we call it off. His involvement puts us at risk.
- It's not your call. - You put her before us and made it mine.
This is my job.
Not anymore.
He can't just be out. Who's gonna trigger the vault?
Kid, you up for it?
I can do it.
Done. Locate the others. Tell them the change in plan.
Curtain goes up at 7.
Tess is with Benedict now? She's too tall for him.
Yes. No.
Very much no.
Then inform Mr. Levin he'll be better off watching the fight at home on TV.
Surely, he must have HBO. That's it.
Hi.
What were you thinking about?
You.
Where you gonna put your hands?
No good.
Don't touch your tie. Look at me.
You need to answer my question. Where do you look?
No. Look down, they know you're lying. Up, and you don't know the truth.
Don't use seven words if four will do.
Be specific, but not memorable. Be funny, but don't make him laugh.
He's got to like you, then forget you once you leave.
And, for God's sake, whatever you do, don't—
Russ! Can you take a look at this?
Sure.
Saul?
It's time.
Okay.
Let's do it.
On a perfectly clear night in Las Vegas...
with the expected crowd of celebrities and sports fans...
piling into the MGM Grand, the two best heavyweights in the world...
prepare to meet after an eight-month dance toward each other.
Mr. Zerga?
Mr. Benedict.
- I'm very busy. Are we on schedule? - I have no reason to suspect otherwise.
My courier should be here momentarily.
Eighteen. Blackjack!
Find Mr. Walsh. Tell him Mr. Ocean is in the west slots.
I can't have private security personnel in the casino cages.
Of course not.
Saul! Saul Bloom, is that you?
Saul! Saul, it's me! Bucky Buchanan!
Remember? From Saratoga!
Mikael. Vladimir.
Hey! Hey, Saul! Saul!
Mr. Benedict, please.
I have never enjoyed the touch of steel to my skin.
Lift them up, please.
I acknowledge your briefcase contains nothing dangerous or illicit.
I agree to take said briefcase and store it in my vault...
for a period of 24 hours.
- I cannot allow you into the vault. - Why not?
Insurance, for one. Security. But, most of all, I just don't trust you.
Excuse me.
I put two plainclothes on Ocean. He's in the keno bar now.
Mr. Zerga, this is my casino manager, Mr. Walsh.
He will have your briefcase stored in our vault while you watch.
Those are my terms. Yes or no?
You leave me no choice.
Dude, don't do that in front of the pinch.
Deep breaths. You 'll do fine.
- Thank you. - No sweat. You're a natural.
But don't screw up.
- Who gets the penne? - Right here.
You ready?
This is our security center, where we oversee the casino and vault.
You'll monitor your briefcase from here.
Don't let me keep you.
- Mr. Zerga. - Mr. Benedict.
Linus, you're up.
Got him.
Mr. Benedict.
Sheldon Willis, Nevada Gaming Commission.
I need two minutes of your time.
- Anything for the NGC. - Thanks.
Will you accompany me to pit five, please?
- You make the deposit when? - At your signal.
What do we look like, a couple of peckerwood jackasses?
How does that feel? You all right?
Want something to read? A magazine?
All right. Counting down.
Thirty minutes of breathing time starts now.
This just came to our attention today.
Apparently, he's got a record longer than my...
It's long.
If he is who you say he is.
You been at the commission long?
- About 18 months. - You know Hal Lindley? Worked with him?
Not since he died last year.
Ramon Escalante? Sheldon Willis, Nevada Gaming Commission.
What's going on here?
- It's come to our attention— - We should speak off the floor.
Charlie.
Thank you.
- No. I want you out of here. - Give me one moment.
- I've had it. I want you gone. - Tess, come here.
You're up to something.
Don't say you're here for me. You're pulling a job, aren't you?
Well, no matter what it is, you won't win me back.
Tess, I just came to say goodbye.
Goodbye.
You be good.
- Mr. Ocean. - Mr. Benedict wishes to see you.
I thought he might.
Good afternoon, Mr. Escalante. Or should I call you Mr. Catton?
You're Frank Catton, of the Tropicana, the Desert lnn...
and the New York State Penitentiary system. Are you not?
I take it from your silence you won't refute that.
Mr. Benedict, you're employing an ex-convict. As you know—
Goddamn cracker.
- Excuse me? - You heard me.
Black man can't earn a decent wage?
- You wanna throw me on the street. - I'm doing my job.
Want me to get on the table and dance?
Shine your shoes? Smile at you?
You sure won't let me deal the cards. You might as well call it whitejack!
I don't know what to say to that. Race has nothing to do with it.
- Yeah, right. - What a horrible thing to say!
You, of all people, know the NGC has always supported hiring colored—
- No! I didn't mean it! - Okay. Come on, sit down.
- Sit down. - You better talk to him.
- He's got it. - Sit down.
Virgil. Turk. Deliver the package.
- Where's your card? - I lost it.
- You serious? - I'm so stupid.
- You are so stupid! You know that? - Hey!
You think it helps to call someone names who's upset?
- Hey! IKeep it down. - Sorry. Sorry.
- Where did this come from? - High roller's room.
- It's Mr. Benedict's stuff. - Joe, take this inside.
- Count room? - No, to the vault.
Benedict's money goes in the vault.
Next time, remember the card, and we won't run into this again.
- Stupid. - Jeez!
Yo! Hold that, please.
- There's your briefcase now, Mr. Zerga. - Wonderful.
That's my cue.
Give Basher the go.
Bash, what's your status?
- Bash! - Easy. No need to shout, guv' ner.
- What's your status? - I'm nearly there.
Come on, come on.
Mr. Walsh, show this man off the premises.
Don't ever set foot in my casino again.
Sir?
- Cracker! - Oh, dear God!
Oh! I forgot my pager. I left it. Sorry.
- Know the way back? - I do.
Good.
Okay. Enjoy the fight.
Sorry!
How much longer you figure Mr. Benedict's gonna be?
No cameras in this room, huh?
Yeah.
Don't want anybody seeing what goes on in here.
He's not coming, is he?
We're gonna step outside. Leave you two to talk things over.
I hadn't seen my wife in three weeks, so I decided to call her.
"I love you, you love me." "I miss you, you miss me."
That went well, but then I went to this party...
I show up at 1 p.m. She expected me at 11 a.m...
so she was going crazy. I said, "What do you expect?
What do you think goes on? It's not choir practice."
Oh, shit.
Does that satisfy you, Mr. Zerga?
I am very satisfied.
- Are you all right, sir? - I'm fine. I'm fine.
All right.
Jesus!
Bruiser!
- Not until later! - Sorry, Danny. I forgot.
It's all right.
- How's your wife? - Pregnant again.
Well, it happens. Let's get started. Come here.
- You're almost there, Linus. - Who's that guy?
- I got a bogey in west corridor. - Mr. Zerga!
- Call a doctor! Mr. Zerga! - Put this under his head.
Going to video now.
—to the Eye in the Sky ASAP.
We have a man down who's unconscious.
Oh, Jesus!
- Did you really think I'd sit this out? - You didn't trust me?
I do now.
Come on.
Someone call for a doctor?
- How'd you get here? - Had to give a friend two million.
But what about Rusty? The argument? I mean, what was that about?
Come on. Why not just tell me? Why put me through all this?
Where's the fun in that? Let's get going.
Come on, man! Breathe!
Breathe, damn it! Breathe!
I'm sorry. We've lost him.
- Dude, I told you to hurry. - Don't do that. Just don't.
I didn't tell you to hurry?
Come on, get up! Get up!
Had enough yet?
- These things are gonna hold us, right? - They should.
Livingston, we're set.
- Livingston, we're set. - Basher, we're set.
Hang on a minute, chief.
We don't have one. Yen's gonna suffocate.
Then you should leave off bothering me, okay?
All right, crack them.
Go.
Shit!
Cut it.
Hey!
Pit six, table five. Dealers compromised.
Trade's breached at tables three, five, six and ten.
Get your coat. Get your coat.
Look, this is crazy! What...?
Not yet. Not yet.
Go ahead.
- You think Yen made it out okay? - I'm sure he'll be fine.
How we doing?
Okay, I guess.
There's a 95-pound Chinese man with $160 million behind this door.
- Let's get him out. - Yeah.
- 10 says he shorts it. - No bet.
Try him again.
Okay.
Hey. Where we at, boys?
- Pins and floor sensors, now. - Blinding.
Here we go.
Counting down from 20. Now.
Twenty...
- Don't blow the door. Can you read me? - Ten...
nine, eight...
- Maybe the pinch blew out his earwigs. - Do not blow the door!
two, one.
What's wrong?
Something...
Did you check the batteries?
You know, lose focus in this game for one second—
I know, somebody gets hurt. You don't hear Yen complaining.
Yen?
Where the fuck you been?
- Sorry. - Sorry.
That is the sexiest thing I've ever seen.
Rusty, you're up.
- You gonna answer that? - I don't have a cell phone.
This isn't mine.
See who it is.
- Hello? - May I have a word with Mr. Benedict?
It's for you.
- Who the hell is this? - The man who's robbing you.
- What's going on in the vault? - Nothing, sir. It's all normal.
Show me.
- You're mistaken. - Watching your monitors?
Okay, keep watching.
In this town, luck can change that quickly.
- Find out how much money's down there. - Yes, sir.
Tess?
Perhaps you should...
Perhaps I should what?
It would be better if you weren't around here for this.
All right, you proved your point.
You broke into my vault. Congratulations. You're a dead man.
- Maybe. - Maybe? May I ask how you will leave?
You think I'll let you take my money out my casino doors?
- No. You'll carry it out for us. - Why would I do that?
Look at your monitor.
As your manager's probably reporting, you have over $ 160 million...
in your vault tonight. We're only packing up half that.
The other half we're leaving, booby-trapped, as a hostage.
You let our $80 million go, and you get to keep yours.
You try and stop us, we'll blow both cashloads.
You can lose $80 million secretly or lose $160 million publicly.
Your decision. Hi.
Make the call.
911 emergency response.
- Where's Danny? - He's fine. He's in good form.
- He asks that you go up and watch TV. - He does?
We have three men with explosives who have taken control of our vault.
- Okay. - It's alright, Tess.
- You have a deal. - I promise.
Fantastic. Here's what you do:
The guys in the vault will put six bags in the elevator.
It will rise to your cages.
Three of your guards will carry the bags out into the casino.
If they take more than 20 seconds to reach the floor, or there's a switch...
we'll blow all the money.
- He's in the casino by the slots. - Of course I am.
I'm staying in your hotel. I have two words for you: mini bar.
Once the guards hit the casino floor...
a white van will pull up outside. Your guards will load the rear.
If anyone so much as approaches the driver's door, we 'll blow everything.
When I hear the van is away and the money secure, my men will leave.
Once their safety is confirmed, you 'll get your vault.
The S.W.A.T. team is here.
All right.
Now, I have complied with your every request. Would you agree?
I would.
Good. Because now I have one of my own:
Run and hide, asshole. Run and hide.
If you're picked up buying a $100,000 sports car in Newport Beach...
I'll be disappointed. I want my people to find you, and when they do...
rest assured, we won't hand you over to the police.
So, my advice to you again is this: run and hide.
That is all that I ask.
Mr. Benedict, our guys say that van is headed for McCarran Airport.
I want my vault back before that van hits the tarmac.
Night goggles on. Prepare to cut power.
Ready.
Cutting power now.
Do it.
Breaching elevator doors now.
We have two guards, bound, unconscious.
Wait a minute.
Guys! Guys! Someone's here!
- Take him down, now! - I got him!
- Lights! We need power now! - Give it to him.
What's going on? Talk to me.
It appears an explosive incendiary device has been detonated.
Continuing search for survivors.
Tell them to take the van. I'll be there.
And find out how they hooked into my system!
Yes, sir.
Get out of the van, now. Now!
Tires. Tires.
Our search yielded no suspects.
Nor can we determine how they entered or exited the premises.
- Take your men out. - May I suggest you—?
Now.
It's your vault. Blue team, move it out!
Walsh, where are we with the van?
I just want to try something for a second.
There's nobody inside.
- I'm sorry. Did you want to get in? - Enough monkey business.
Do it already.
Mr. Benedict. We took the van, sir.
And?
They say there was no money in the bags, sir.
What do you mean?
They say the bags were filled with fliers, sir. For hookers.
Walsh?
Cue up the tape to the robbery.
Yes, sir. I'm looking at the tape now.
Does it say "Bellagio " on the vault floor?
No, it doesn't. I don't understand.
We had it installed Tuesday.
The images we saw of those men robbing us was a tape.
What?
It was staged. Somebody made a duplicate of my vault.
What we saw on the monitor wasn't actually happening.
I don't understand. What happened to all that money?
Make the call.
911 emergency response.
- Night goggles on. - Clear.
Prepare to cut power.
Breaching elevator doors now.
We have two guards, bound, unconscious.
Wait a minute.
Guys! Guys! Someone's here!
- Take him down, now! - I got him!
Open the door.
Hey, Benedict. How's the other fight going?
Pick him up.
Did you have a hand in this?
Did I have my hand in what?
I'll ask you one more time.
Did you have your hand in this?
Benedict, I have no idea what you're talking about.
Okay.
You're free to go.
Show him out.
- Hello. - Turn to channel 88.
Who is this?
What happened, Benedict? You get robbed?
Stop.
I'll give you one last chance.
Where's my money?
What if I said you could get your money back...
if you 'd give up Tess?
What would you say?
I would say yes.
All right.
I know a guy. We were in the joint together.
Anybody pulls anyjob in the Western U. S., he knows about it.
Give me 72 hours, I'll find out who took your money.
You know a guy.
Contact the police. I'm sure he's in violation of his parole.
Yes, sir.
Tess.
You of all people should know, Terry.
In your hotel, there's always someone watching.
Wait!
Wait, that's my husband!
- Danny. - Tess, I told you...
I knew what I was doing.
I didn't.
All right, let's go.
How long will you be?
About three to six months, I guess.
I hope you were the groom.
Ted Nugent called, he wants his shirt back.
Thirteen million and you drive this piece of shit to pick me up?
I blew it all on the suit.
- Where are they? - Back row, silver sedan. Ten o'clock.
I picked up your personal effects. Hope you don't mind.
I'm not sure these belong to me.
- Hi. - Hi.
Rusty needs a girl.
There's a women's prison down the road.
You said that you sold this.
I said that.
Liar.
Thief.