Park Evil (Throttle)

Now is not a good time, Molly. I can barely hear you.

My signal's going. I just pulled into the garage.

I don't care where you are. We need to talk about this.

Not right now. I got too much riding on tonight.

You know what this deal means.

Obviously, it means more to you than us.

- I gotta go. - You gotta let me explain.

- You owe me that. - It doesn't matter.

It's not what you think.

Tom?

- Tom, are you there? - Yeah. Hang on.

Eddie!

- You can't enter this way after six. - I'll call you back.

- It's okay, I work here. - Where's your pass card?

- I forgot it. Where's Eddie? - He's making his rounds.

You might want to check back later.

- Hey, there, Mr. Weaver. - Hey, Eddie.

- Forget the old pass card? - Yes, I did, Eddie.

No problem, sir. This is Victor. He's working nights with me now.

That's great.

He goes out with Rebecca. You know, Rebecca in your office.

Yep, I know who Rebecca is, Eddie.

You take good care of Mr. Weaver, Victor. He's one of the good guys.

- So, you're Victor, huh? - Yeah.

Nice meeting you. Rebecca speaks a lot about you.

- Is that right? - Yeah.

Can you open the gate? I'm late. I got business, you know?

What's all the racket about?

Somebody's in my spot. I'm trying to get security over here.

Are you looking to derail this thing before it even gets going?

Here's Eddie.

- I heard the horn. You guys okay? - Eddie.

Haven't you heard? A lack of order leads to chaos.

That's why God created reserved parking.

That's my fault. I didn't think you were coming in tonight.

Tight ship you run, Eddie.

I'll call up and get them to move it. Just take a minute.

No, don't bother.

We're late for our meeting. He can park somewhere else, right, Tom?

- Any spots down on five? - A few, I think.

Lot's been packed today. Can't you wait? It'll just take a second.

Eddie, I said we're late.

Okay. All right. Sorry.

Eddie, it's okay.

- Are you okay? - Yeah, yeah. I'm good.

Because there's still time, you know? You can still walk away.

Walk away? What are you talking about?

I'm just asking you very simply. Are you in or out?

I'm here, right?

- What is this? A test? - No, I'm just crossing my "Ts".

We go up there, there's no turning back.

I just want to make sure you understand that.

Ten million dollars. That kind of money can rattle people.

- Especially those that need it. - I'm not rattled.

But I do need it.

Don't you mean "we"? She has very expensive tastes, your wife.

What did you tell her about tonight?

I told her I was closing a deal and I'd be home just after midnight.

What is it? What's wrong?

I think she's having an affair.

She is. But trust me, it's only sex.

Come on, you're getting paranoid.

That girl is crazy about you. One night, Tom.

One night and it's all back on track.

Your job. Your marriage. Your life.

After tonight, all your problems will disappear.

You're about to find out that people with money matter.

Because you will be one of them.

Park down on Five. Out of sight.

- What did you do with your card? - I left it at home like you told.

How do I get up stairs?

Borrowed it from the cleaning crew. No one will know we were up there.

Meet me by the elevators. I'll come down.

You didn't call me back.

- You didn't give me a chance to. - So that's it?

- You don't want to hear my side? - Not now.

Why am I not surprised?

- You never face anything head on. - What do you want from me, Molly?

I said I can't do it now. Okay?

Fine. But whatever you're thinking, it's wrong.

You're making a big mistake, Tom.

I know.

Shit!

This is not the one... Let's...

Let's go! Get out of the way, man!

Yo! What's your problem? Get out of the way!

What's this guy's fucking problem?

Move!

I almost hit someone. We're done. I'm not up for a fight tonight.

Molly?

Get out of the way!

- Are you okay? - Yeah. Yeah, I'm good.

Let's do it.

Tie.

You did good up there.

- That's one down. - In hours, the markets will open.

One phone call, and the cash gets transferred into our phantom account.

Just like a normal transfer, huh?

By the time anyone realizes what happened, if they realize it all.

Their money is withdrawn the company vanishes.

Untraceable.

I know that look. What are you thinking?

- We just stole ten million dollars. - Ten point six, to be exact.

It's a lot of money. Somebody's gonna miss it.

Tom, I've done this before, and each time no one's figured it out.

That's why God created offshore bank accounts.

The filings, corporate paperwork, trust me, no one will miss it.

Just another way to screw the system, is that it?

I'm just screwing the system back.

These companies lay off thousands every year without a second thought.

All to protect their bottom line.

- Whose are we protecting? - Our own.

This is no time to grow a conscience. What's done is done.

The hard part is just beginning.

- What's that mean? - That we can still screw this up.

You start feeling guilty, tell your wife, some tennis pal.

We will be fucked in a heartbeat.

Do you understand?

Do you understand me? Because I will not let you fuck the cork on this!

Look what you made me do.

- Here. - Fuck you and fuck your bottom line!

You can keep the money. You hear me? I'm out!

- There is no out. Not tonight. - Watch me.

Don't do this. Not now. Not while we're so close.

- You're making a big mistake. - No, Gavin.

I'm correcting one.

This isn't just about you and me. There are other people involved.

Powerful people. People who don't like last minute changes!

The day I hired you, do you know what I saw?

I saw a man who had nothing and who was capable of everything.

I saw a man who deserved more. A lot more.

Hell. I saw me.

I'm not you.

Hey! Mr. Weaver. I didn't think you were still here.

- Everything okay? - Yeah, I'm okay, Eddie.

I bet you make a lot of overtime. Working all these hours.

They don't really pay us OT. Yeah, they do, but...

you have to work like eighty hours straight, you know.

The employee's satisfaction isn't real big on their list, you know?

- One time I had my... - I'd love to hear about it...

but I have a few of my own Goddamn problems, if you don't mind.

Sorry, Mr. Weaver.

Eddie?

It's not you. I've just had a real bad day, you know?

I understand.

Good night, Mr. Weaver.

What did you just do?

Eddie!

Shit!

That's very funny.

That's very funny!

You got me!

Shit!

Hello?

Son-of-a-bitch.

You picked the wrong guy in the wrong night.

You like fucking up cars?

Hold on a second. Don't back up!

Want to see what some real damage looks like? Let me show you.

I'm right here. Where are you going? Come on! Step out!

I'm right here! Come on!

I'm right here! You want to mess with somebody, right?

Want to see what it's like? Step outside of that piece of shit truck!

Shit!

Hello! Hey! Anyone hear me?

- Excuse me. - Oh, God!

I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to scare you. My name is Tom Weaver.

I work on the 15th floor. Loftin. I recognize you from the building.

- You work on the sixth floor, right? - No, I don't.

We must have shared an elevator. Or something. Your name is Beth, right?

I'm sorry. This is really... awkward.

My car died. So, I'm stuck down here.

The stairwells are locked up and the elevators, you need a pass card.

- And you don't have a card? - I do. I left mine in my office.

I was wondering maybe if I could borrow yours for a second.

- I'm sorry, I can't do that. - Oh, I understand. I understand.

It's two AM, I'm asking you for your pass card. I know how this looks.

You have no idea how it looks.

Wait a second.

No, I'm not trying to scare you. I just need a lift up to security.

- Lf you can drop me off. - No, I'm not dropping you anywhere.

- I don't know you. - Beth, I'm in trouble here.

There's a truck down here that's trying to kill me.

Holy shit!

He thought I'd blow the whistle. He hired somebody to take me out.

Shit! Beth, listen, I cannot get stuck down here. You understand?

I've got a couple of hours to fix a big mistake!

- Please, I just want to go. - Go where?

There's a truck out there that's not gonna let you go anywhere!

I gotta get out of this garage!

Wait! Wait!

What do you want from me?

Tom...

What's the matter?

Nothing.

Still thinking about tonight?

That must be some deal you're closing.

It's just nerves, you know? I'll be fine.

You're gonna be great tonight. Like you always are.

Eddie! If you can hear me, call the police!