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hwp Backtrack is starting to make up ground
and closing on the outside.
Theyve run past the quarter
pole and Cosy Girl has gone
clear by three lengths.
- Now Backtrack coming out of the pack.
- Come on, Cosy. Come on, Cosy Girl!
Backtrack is gonna be
the danger to Cosy Girl.
They come for home.
Cosy Girl is clear by two.
- One-one-four to Roper.
- But Backtrack is putting in...
- Come on. Dig in there, Cosy Girl.
- A determined run on
the left-hand side.
- Dig in! Roper here.
- One-one-four, Roper. Code
two CP, Fourth and Grand.
...Cosy Girl.
But Backtrack is catching stride
for stride on the outside.
- Come on, Cosy Girl!
- Its gonna be a run
for the wire together.
- E.T.A. In five. Im in route.
- Cosy Girl is tenacious.
But Backtrack keeps on
making up ground on her.
Cosy Girl and Backtrack. Gonna
be a tight photo in this one.
- Come on, Cosy, baby!
- Cosy Girl at the rail.
- Wheres the wire?
- Backtrack on the outside.
Heres the wire!
- Come on, Cosy. Come on.
Come on, Cosy Girl. Cosy Girl.
- Its so close between those two.
- Cosy Girl! Cosy Girl!
- But Backtrack has won it!
- Cosy Girl, you lazy bitch!
- Backtrack over Cosy Girl.
Backtrack wins.
- Cosy Girl was second.
- You lazy, hag-ass bitch!
That cosy shit is why we lost
this race. Bein fuckin cosy!
You need to get the fire
under your ass!
- Move in.
- All the way to the end.
- Set up on the door.
Clear. Take positions.
To the right.
- Got this one.
- Right window.
- They want us to go
around the back side.
- Ninety-seven at the inner perimeter.
No, no, communications are down.
He ripped the phone out.
Yeah, yeah, hes here now.
Got it.
- Hey, Scott.
- Hey, Eiko, wheres the command post?
Its down here. Hey, Bob,
I need two guys to go to CP.
- Now whats goin on?
- Suspect came in shortly
after the bank opened.
A botched robbery.
Teller hit the silent alarm.
Hes taken hostages, shot one;
the guard. Hes still alive.
- So far, hes asked for a...
- Car.
And a plane waiting at the airport,
and if he doesnt get that...
- Hell kill all the hostages
in five minutes.
- Right.
- Whats the suspects name?
- Earl.
Earl. Shit, youd think on a day
like today, Earl would go
to the park or somethin, right?
Ladies and gentlemen.
Whats up, man?
- Scott.
- Hey.
Rope, glad you could make it.
Captain Solis is on his way down.
- You guys got a profile on Earl?
- Yeah.
- This guys no genius.
- Well, they aint usually
graduate students.
- SWAT wants to go in.
- What, they aint killed
nobody yet this week?
Okay, we got a guy whos probably
on drugs. Hes got a record of - - s.
Hes been busted
on possession.
Never been busted on a major felony.
Whats this guys demeanour?
Well, hes a little fuckin agitated.
He ripped the phone out.
I gotta go face to face.
- No, I dont think so.
- Sam, you got a building
full of hostages.
One of em is hurt. We dont know how
bad. This nut pulled out the telephone.
The SWAT said hes got a gun
to somebodys head. If SWAT
goes in there, youre gonna
lose one person, possibly two.
You gotta let me go in there
and look around and make sure
everythings all right in there.
- I dont know.
- Sam, look at the guys rap sheet.
Theres no violence on there.
The guys never offed anybody.
Hey, look. Are you gonna let me go in
there or are we gonna stand around and
talk and let this guy bleed to death?
Can I have a dozen
doughnuts please?
What makes a guy
do somethin like that?
Gimme a roof and
a rifle any day.
CP, I see a WMA
in window three...
holding a handgun
to Asian females head.
Suspect is wearing
a black vest and T-shirt.
Im gonna kill somebody!
If they dont gimme my god-damn
car, Im gonna kill somebody!
- Who the fuck are you, man?
- Hey, how you doin, Earl?
- Im Scott Roper, the negotiator.
- Get up! Get up! Get up
where I can see you!
Hands up! Get back! Get back!
Stop right there, motherfucker!
Hands up! Hands up!
Get back!
Get back. Step back.
Stop right there, man.
- Stop.
- Okay, Earl. All right? Im stoppin.
- All right, turn around.
- I dont carry a weapon, Earl.
Im a negotiator.
- I have no gun. See?
- Keep your hands up!
- Im just pattin down for you.
- Hands up!
- Pattin down for you.
- All right?
- Whats in the hand, man?
Whats in the bag?
These are doughnuts, Earl. I know
youve all been in here a while...
so I brought some doughnuts in case
anybody wanted a snack or something.
Drop the fuckin bag!
Drop the bag!
Okay, no problem. Im gonna
put the doughnuts down.
- Its just doughnuts, okay, Earl? Relax.
- Kick em over.
- Okay.
- Hands up! Goddamn it, let me see you!
Kick it over, man.
Kick it over!
Pick it up. Pick it up!
Pick it up!
Open the bag! Show me
whats in the bag! Open it!
- Its doughnuts, man.
- Thats what I said, man.
I told you they were doughnuts.
Thats bullshit, man!
You poisoned that shit!
- You put like fuckin
powdered shit in it, man.
- Earl. No, no.
- Youre fuckin with me!
Earl, look, Im not playin
with you. Theyre just doughnuts.
- Eat it! Eat one.
- Please, eat. Dont even
worry about the doughnuts.
- Eat the doughnut!
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