Leverage

- Hello, Judge Roy. - Hey, sweetheart.

Can I help you, your honor?

Yes, Fred. Her phone number?

It's Frank.

And she's 19, sir.

That's too bad. She got a younger sister?

Go get 'em, Tiger.

- If there's anything else you need... - We'll call your boss.

Now get the hell out of my face.

Trick to a one-horse town...

being the horse.

Oh!

That's a little more than we discussed...

I trust that won't be a problem.

No, it's no problem. Just more money, more risk for me,

I'm going to have to adjust my fee.

I'm thinkin' 20%.

15...

and I won't have you arrested for extortion.

Ah. Well, you know what they say.

Launderin's a dirty business.

No. No more.

We gotta talk to Nate.

No more rip deals. They take too damn long.

That's why they're called "Rip Deals". You have to convince them

They're getting a deal before you can rip them off.

Two weeks. Two weeks sleeping in crappy hotels.

Two weeks eating in crappy diners.

Two weeks having my soul sucked dry.

It's 107 degrees.

Who lives where it's 107 degrees?

Juan's not so bad.

I kinda like this town.

You know, I had to retask two satellites just to get

a lousy internet connection.

Took more than an hour to torrent the last episode of Doctor Who.

Hey! Illegal downloading's wrong.

How we coming on the breakdown?

Fake addresses are shut down.

Post office boxes are closed.

The phones are cleared.

Five more minutes, we never existed.

Want me to call the Delgado family, tell them the news?

Nah.

Soon as I clear county line I want to do it.

I just wish we could do more than bankrupt that corrupt son of a bitch.

What's the matter?

We gotta get out of here.

I thought that's what we were doing.

What's he waiting for?

Sir, I'm gonna need you to backup from the counter.

- What for? - Just step back sir.

Put your hands up!

Easy.

Easy.

Drop the gun!

This is a robbery.

I want to hurt anybody but we will if you don't do exactly what we say.

Everyone away from the door, now!

You've got to be kidding me.

Oh, hell no.

I knew this went too smooth!

Lock the door!

Lock it.

You two, out on the floor where we can see you.

Come on! Out from behind the counter.

Everyone on the floor!

Empty all tills. Put everything in there.

Get out. Now.

Is he talking to us?

An unmarked van parked across the street from a bank that's being robbed?

Yeah. I think he's talking to us.

Yeah, well, five more feet and he would have been in the clear.

What the hell was he thinking? Don't be an idiot, Hardison.

What?

Sophie was still in there.

It is not enough... not even close.

We're running out of time. What are we going to do?

Open the safe. I, I can't, it's

on a timer. It can only be opened certain times of the day.

There's no-one here who can open it?

No, I, don't think so.

The manager, they have the codes.

Damn it. I'm sorry.

Everyone empty your pockets.

Wallets, purses, watches, everything you've got, throw it over here.

Not a bad response time.

Somebody must have tripped the silent alarm.

This is so not good.

We don't know that yet... Look we go the money up there...

These guys don't know what they're doing.

Maybe I should talk to them.

Get them to listen to reason.

That's a good idea... get us both shot, huh?

I've got killers standing in front of me every day in court.

These guys ain't them.

Yeah... you may be right.

No, right here, right here, and we need...

Whoa, whoa, I need you to take a step back, sir.

Tell me what's going on in there. I'm afraid I can't do that, this is

an active crime scene, and you need to... I'm not talking to you.

How many are there? Yeah, you're right.

Clearly amateurs, these two. Yeah.

The younger one, looks like he's never handled a gun before.

Is judge blow-hard next to you? Yeah, uh-huh.

Yeah, definitely amateurs, That's what makes them so dangerous.

Alright, 2 guys,

both armed, neither one a criminal mastermind.

You want me in there?

Sir, we can't have you going inside the bank... Probably be a good

idea just to sit tight, don't you think? You know,

and see where these guys' heads are at, you know?

Alright, your call boss.

Thank you.

I know it's almost 5 o'clock.

Just go count the money and we'll be fine.

Just calm down.

What the hell are you doing? Get back down on the ground.

You know who I am?

I don't care.

You should.

See, I'm the guy that can make this whole thing go away.

All you've got to do is walk out the front door.

Is that so? Thing is, I'm the law in this town.

That fella out there with the badge, that's Bill.

He works for me.

One phone call,

he and his guys hop back in the car and drive away, no questions asked.

Let me talk to you for a minute, son.

Stay where you are.

How are you doing?

I'm just peachy.

How about you?

Something weird is going on in here.

You noticed that too, huh?

Did you hear what that guy said? They didn't have enough.

They need more cash, and it's not to pay rent.

I don't care what it's for.

Let's just focus on getting out of here.

We help these guys get what they want,

then we can get everybody out of here safely,

without anyone getting hurt.

I mean, I don't know about you, but I'm not going to leave my

fate in the hands of the Juan Volunteer S.W.A.T. team.

Okay. So what is the plan, Stan?

The truth...

the truth is what I say.

Whatever story I make up about what happened in here...

these little people will tell the cops.

So, yeah, son.

That's how it works in this town.

All that you got to do,

is walk out that front door.

It's that easy.

Thanks, boss.

But I've been around long enough to know that things that sound easy

hardly ever are.

Now sit your ass

back down!

We can not allow the local

Leo's to handle the situation.

We have to get charge of it.

We have to be the police.

Well, how did that go for you there, Judge?

Nice ride.

It's embarrassing.

Everyone knows you don't rob a bank without an exit strategy.

These two deserve to get caught.

42 seconds.

What?

To rob this bank.

One security guard who has never fired his gun before,

2 closed-circiut cameras outside, 1 inside,

and a Glen-Reader safe built in the 50's

whose default combination is the birth date of the manager's wife!

Get in, get out, 42 seconds.

Seriously?

I'm Agent Leonard. This is Agent Elmore.

We'll be taking over this crime scene, Sheriff...

Bill Hastings. Nice to meet you.

You guys sure are quick, just called this in 20 minutes ago.

Well, we were coming back from a little border skirmish.

Patrol unit came under attack from a pack of Chupacabras.

Chupacabras?

I thought those things were urban legend.

You're adorable...

So what do you got, Sheriff? Well, I can't really get a good look inside,

so we don't know how many gunmen there are

or how many hostages they have, or what they want.

Hmm. What about your tactical insertion team?

Well, we don't have a S.W.A.T. team, per se, but uh,

Ol' Virgil up there, he's a hell of a crack shot.

Great.

Better make sure our under the table money stays under the table.

If the feds find that, we're screwed.

We're still short.

We gotta get into that vault.

Where's the manager?

Um, Sir...

I'm the branch manager.