Crystal City: The Last Cut

Truck 32 to base.

Disregard that last call.

We're all clear.

Please.

Please.

Ah!

Please come.

Fuck!

Come on!

Help!

Hello?

Help!

Hello?

Who that?

Help!

Fuck! Benjamin!

Damn, man!

Please, Church, I'm dying.

Nah, man, I, I think it went straight through.

It's hard to breathe, really.

Please, take us to the hospital.

I can't take you to the hospital tonight.

Let me see if I can stop the bleeding.

Please.

I will go.

I got you, man. I'll be right back.

I got you.

Where the fuck you was at?

Don't fucking question me.

I don't work for you.

I don't give a fuck about who you work for.

I asked you a question.

- Get that gun out of my face... - Before you what?

Please, please, someone help!

Help!

- Who the fuck is that? - That's Ben.

What the fuck happened to Ben?

Well, see for yourself.

Ooh, Franklin.

Franklin.

Damn.

What happened to you?

Okay.

I'll be right back.

Don't you go anywhere.

What the fuck happened back there?

That shit was supposed to be simple.

Get in, get out.

How'd you make it out?

Where's Grant?

I slid through the door.

Grant was right behind me, but he got shot.

How the fuck did the feds get there before?

I don't know.

They had the fucking place surrounded.

What do you mean?

I just thought about something. You.

What about me?

You made it out first.

- And? - You smell of snitch.

Stop fucking playing.

Look, that shit wasn't as clean as Lady T said it would be.

Somebody had to snitch.

Somebody's undercover.

Bitch, maybe it's you!

Maybe you the fucking undercover.

Jefferson, how can I be undercover?

I'm here with you.

If I was undercover, this whole fucking place would be surrounded with pigs.

I don't give a fuck about nothing you talking about right now.

This move was supposed to set me straight, set me on an early retirement,

and we ain't get shit but these little bit of ass honey.

I'm guessing you didn't get the diamonds.

Fuck no, it wasn't no diamonds there. We got played.

Oh, I'm so sorry to hear that.

You think shit funny?

Oh, you gonna shoot me?

Bitch, I should.

Franklin!

Franklin!

Franklin! Wake up!

Wake up! Wake up!

Wake up!

Franklin!

Come on, man, wake up, man. You gotta wake up.

You gotta stay woke, man.

You gotta stay woke.

- I'm dying, Jefferson. - Nah, man.

Nah, bro, you're not.

You're not no doctor, bro.

How the fuck you know you're dying?

Take me to the hospital.

I won't say anything.

I don't even know your real name.

Fuck.

It wasn't supposed to go down like this.

Nobody was supposed to die.

Robbery, that's— that's already 25 years.

Franklin bleeding out in the bathroom.

Fuck.

Murder.

Grant.

I won't let them get me for Grant.

Fuck no.

I can't do that, Frank.

I can't.

Look, man, just sit right here and fight through.

Lady T on the way, then we're gonna figure everything out, then we're

gonna move on from there, man.

But till then, I just need you to fight.

Just take me to the hospital.

Just leave me at the side of the fucking road.

Put that gun down, Lincoln.

Sorry, Lady T.

You can never be too careful.

Well, where's Grant?

I said, where the fuck is Grant?

Grant's dead.

Frankly, in the bathroom bleeding out.

He needs a doctor.

What the fuck happened in there?

We have a rat.

Excuse me?

Lady T, the feds were already there.

How do you think that happened?

We have a rat.

So are you saying that I don't know how to pick my people for my jobs,

or are you implying that I'm the rat?

I'm just saying.

It was just an observation.

To be fair, Lady T, you weren't there.

You didn't see nothing that happened.

We gotta get him to a doctor or something.

Well, did we get anything?

I mean, you fools didn't get the diamonds.

At least tell me you got the cash.

Whatever's in the bag.

This is crazy.

We got— What about Franklin?

I don't give a fuck about Franklin. Kill him.

I don't care.

Where's Washington? Maybe he has the diamonds.

Oh, Washington isn't here yet.

But maybe when he shows, he's coming with the feds.

Man, we can't just let him die.

Did you not hear what the fuck she just said?

I wasn't talking to you.

Oh, well, I was talking.

Let me get this straight.

You fools didn't get the diamonds, you didn't get the cash, and you have

the audacity to stand here fighting?

You might be right, Lincoln.

Maybe I did choose the wrong motherfuckers for this job.

- Competent assholes. - Well, where the fuck are you going?

I said, where the fuck are you going?

If I was you, Lincoln, I'd put that damn gun down.

And if I don't?

I don't think you get it, Lady T.

You came up with a plan, and your plan with some shit.

Franklin's bleeding out in the bathroom.

Grant's dead.

Washington's missing. And you?

You still think you're running shit?

Newsflash, Lady T, you're not running a motherfucking thing.

Your son, how old is he now? 7, 8?

You threatening me?

I don't make threats, baby.

Bitch, come back here when I'm talking to you.

You threatening me?

Get the fuck off of me.

Don't tell me to be calm.

- You need to calm the fuck down. - Why the fuck you so calm, huh?

- Because I'm trying to think. - You trying to think?

- Yeah. - Oh, I'll help you think.

Fuck is you going?

Hello?

Put the fucking gun down, Lincoln.

Or what?

Hmm?

You gonna shoot me?

Like you did Grant?

The fuck you talking about?

Oh, you know what the fuck I'm talking about.

I saw you, motherfucker.

I saw you shoot him.

Fuck these guys! Drive on me!

Drive on me!

Go! Go! Go!

Back again, Mr. Hamilton.

Is there anything I can do for you today?

Okay, would that be all for you today, sir?

Yes, sir.

Shoot that bitch!

Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, oh my God!

Please, please, whatever you're doing, please just get us gone!

What, what do you want?

What, what do you want?

-Please, have a seat. -What!

You nothing.

Okay.