Ruthless Bastards

- Sweet deal, right? - This is great, Malcolm.

This is way better than petty theft.

- Welcome to the big leagues, boys.

Okay, the cop says she's out for a girls night.

- Hey man, show me her picture again.

It's a blonde girl, got it?

- Job's a smash and grab.

You grab.

- If she's up, I'll smash.

Jesus Christ, Onnie,

maybe we should just stick to grabbing.

- Yeah, just keep an eye out for her.

Once she's alone, we gotta pounce.

Hey.

Yeah?

- There she is. - Guys.

Goodnight.

- Yeah, my guys are gonna go get her now.

All right, see you soon.

Hey!

Come here!

Please.

Please.

Please, don't hurt me.

So what now?

- Let us talk about your best friend, Sunny.

- Do not call that little cocksucker

my best friend, all right?

I treated a fucking guy like my old son.

Bishop to G6.

Check.

- Turns out your son is in with the Sergeevs.

Yeah, I know.

I'm gonna handle that.

- Bosses weren't too happy last time.

King moves to E6.

- Like I said, I'll take care of it.

Okay, I got the two best guys on this.

- Are you sure they are the right guys?

Yeah, absolutely.

They have a beef with him.

Unfinished business, if you know what I mean.

Queen to E6.

Check.

Individually, these guys are both top shelf.

Get these two bastards to work together

and they're fucking unstoppable.

- Yeah, Boss. - Nico's a world class fixer.

Yeah, yeah. I'm good.

I'm just finishing up that thing.

- And an A class assassin.

Sunday?

Oh, no.

No.

- Yeah, that'll work, I'll see you then.

All right.

Bye.

You crossed the line.

You don't mess with kids.

- Always gets the job done.

Smooth and clean.

Perro.

Hello, Nico.

Hello, Lyla.

Please inform the client that we are solid gold.

They can proceed with the balance of payment.

Proceeding.

And you should see that in just a moment.

Payment received.

Thank you, my dear.

You're welcome.

Say, I'm free tonight.

Maybe.

That is so tempting.

Unfortunately, I have a flight I have to catch.

- Mm, you can catch a flight tomorrow morning.

- I don't have a hotel room booked.

- I've got a king size bed you're welcome to share.

- Lyla, that is so against protocol.

- I won't tell, if you won't tell.

I'll text you my address.

See you soon.

- Now Rick, Rick's also a great fixer

and one badass killer.

At least he was.

Things went kind of south between the two of them.

After Nico got himself mixed up

in a little affair with Rick's gal.

Created a whole mess of trouble.

And Rick just walked away.

Once they know the details and perks of this job,

getting them back together won't be a problem.

Who's that?

Yeah, I'll be there.

Never late.

- Is that good? - Yeah.

You like it?

Yes, thank you.

- You like it as much as you liked fucking Lyla?

What?

- Do you actually think in that fucking head of yours

I wouldn't find out?

The Rick and Rachel's scenario, did you learn nothing?

Don't shit where you eat.

- I'm- - Ah, speaking of.

Rick. - Oh, fuck.

As always, right on time.

Sit down.

- You look like you just got outta bed.

- You look like you just got back from fucking prom.

How's that, is that better?

Much better, how about this?

- Oh yeah, fucking night and day.

Okay, enough.

Enough of that shit.

I got a situation on my hands.

And right now, you two are the very best that I've got.

Look Rick, I understand

that there's some history between you two here.

- Yeah, there's some history. The fuck did you play at?

Hey, hey, hey!

Nico is an active member here, Rick.

Who the fuck do you think I'm gonna shoot, huh?

Holster the weapon, Benjamin.

Fuck sake.

This is my place, Rick.

Don't push it.

Even the baristas are packing.

Look, Rick.

Yes, Nico fucked your fiance, but-

What the fuck.

That shit was ages ago.

Move on.

- I don't know anything about it.

Right, that's enough.

Both of you shut the fuck up and pay attention.

Afterwards we can talk about who I'm not gonna kill.

Got it?

Got it?

Got it.

- Good. - Yeah.

5 million a piece, minimum.

But- - I'm in.

Of course you're in.

- Yeah, maybe you didn't understand.

I'm retired. - Yeah well,

I got a situation so you're unretired.

- No. - Yes.

- No. - Yes.

You're officially fucking unretired.

Now pay attention.

You two have got to work together.

Pull this off,

and there will be extra fringe benefits

for everyone involved.

- 5 million is a really generous offer.

It is.

But it's nowhere near enough to make me work

with that piece of shit.

- I'll take his five and my five and I'll get the job done.

Shut the fuck up, Sunny Gill.

Oh for fuck sake, no.

- Yeah, forgot about that beat down that he gave you.

Have you?

Come on back.

Take a seat.

Fine, I accept your offer.

It's important you understand

that when this is done, I'm done.

I'm officially retired, you got it?

- I'm glad to have you on board, Rick. Thank you.

Now.

Sunny Gill.

This fucking guy immigrates as a kid,

parents push him to get a degree, gets two.

Medicine and chemical engineering.

But does he become a doctor or a scientist?

Fuck no, he's smarter than that.

He becomes the biggest drug manufacturer

that this city has ever seen.