Jack Teller
In all the years you've been doing this, what's the biggest gamble you ever took? On job, the biggest longshot?
Nick
I don't take longshots and I never have.
Jack
I know you're careful. I'm careful too, that's not what I mean. When you were starting out you must've taken some "flyers" here and there, did something that was a little wild. I'm just curious.
Nick
You're smart, talented and you know a few things, but talent means nothing in this game if you don't make the right choices. There's plenty of talented people that never see the light of day anymore. This whole thing takes discipline because it's one big longshot, and if you don't have the discipline to stay away from the" flyers", the "gambles", or whatever else you want to call a stupid move, then one day you will go down. It's inevitable.
Jack
[Jack and Nick study a new safe that's the same as the one at the Custom House] [amazed at complexity of the new safe]
I've never seen anything like that! What do you have in mind?
Nick
[Unfazed]
I don't know, but if somebody built it, somebody can unbuild it.
Jack
[Nick has successfully extracted the royal scepter from the Custom House vault, but Jack appears and forces him to put it down and remove his mask]
We wouldn't be here if you'd thrown me some respect at the beginning. Just a little bit.
Nick
This is a stupid move. What are you doing? Just go up there and finish...
Jack
[over Nick's arguments]
It's a long shot. I should play it tight. You know what I think of your bullshit advice? I think that's you trying to talk me into taking a sucker's share on a score that I set up from the beginning! You think I'm **** stupid, that I don't see what you and Max are doing?... I mean, what is he giving you? Five, six million? Tell me that's not true. See, that doesn't work for me. [looks at watch] I appreciate your help, but you should've made me a partner. Now I gotta take a shot. Just sit tight. Just sit tight. Everything will be fine. Now you got a choice. You can either head for that tunnel... or smile for that camera. [alarm engages as they both run off]
Jack
[Jack successfully escapes the dragnet and prepares to ride the next bus to Albany, New York, but decides to call Nick and gloat about the heist]
Look, whatever you're thinking about, whatever you're trying, just forget it, okay? This is over now and you just gotta deal with it.
Nick
It's not over yet 'cause you don't know where you're going, asshole and I do. You know where you're going?
Jack
[over Nick]
You don't know shit! You don't know shit! I'm like five minutes from being so far gone. You're not gonna even begin to imagine the places where I'm going, okay?
Nick
No way because you got nothing.
Jack
You know what I got. You just can't deal with the fact that I beat you.
Nick
Oh, yeah? What have you got? Huh? What have you got?
Jack
You know what I've got! [gets nervous and puts down the bag where Nick kept the sceptre - only to find a large rod; Nick has the sceptre and stashed it in a carrying case]
Nick
Let me ask you something, Jack. When did you start thinking you were better than me, huh? You still there, ace?
Jack
[dumbfounded at the swerve]
Okay. Nicely done. Nicely done. Now let's talk about this.
Nick
[as he and his associate board a nearby boat]
Okay, let's see. How'd you put it? "Deal with it. It's over."
Jack
No no no, I don't think so. You want me to list the ways I can burn you? We either work this out right now, or I will take you down.
Nick
Oh, yeah? How? My shop, my tools, they're gone. Me, my friend, I'm just a taxpaying jazz club owner. You? Every cop in the city's gonna be looking for you right about now. So, if I were you, I'd quit making threats and hit the road... Nice working with you, ace. Okay bye bye. [hangs up]
