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Ocean's Eleven
Ted Griffin





VOICE: Good morning.

DANNY: Good morning.

VOICE: Please state your name for the record.

DANNY: Daniel Ocean.

VOICE: Thank you. Mr. Ocean, the purpose of this meeting is to determine whether, if released, you are likely to break the law again. While this was your first conviction, you have been implicated, though never charged, in over a dozen other confidence schemes and frauds. What can you tell us about this?

DANNY: As you say, ma'am, I was never charged.







BOARD MEMBER #2: Mr. Ocean, what we're trying to find out is: was there a reason you chose to commit this crime, or was there a reason why you simply got caught this time?

DANNY: My wife left me. I was upset. I got into a self-destructive pattern.

BOARD MEMBER #3: If released, is it likely you would fall back into a similar pattern?

DANNY: She already left me once. I don't think she'll do it again just for kicks.







FRANK: It's tough now, our line of work. Everybody so serious. Too many guns, too many computers. Whadda you gonna do? Steal from ordinary people?

DANNY: That would be criminal.

FRANK: So what's left? Banks? Hah. Banks got no money. It's all electronic. Only place that still takes cash is...

DANNY: Casinos.







RUSTY: Why you bet a certain way is your business. But you have to make them think you're betting for a reason. Understand?







RUSTY: Seth. You know what you have. Looking at them doesn't change them. Leave 'em where they are and make your bet.







TOPHER: Hey, Rusty, we got another player, if that's alright.

RUSTY: What's this?

DANNY: The bouncer mentioned there was a game in progress. I hope I'm not intruding.

TOPHER: No intrusion at all --

RUSTY: What was his name, the bouncer's?

DANNY: I don't remember.

RUSTY: A card player with amnesia. This should be fun.







DANNY: I raise you five hundred dollars.

RUSTY: Guys: Day One: what's the first rule of poker?

BARRY: Um, never bet on, uh, on a --

TOPHER: 'Leave emotion at the door.'

RUSTY: That's right. My friend here just raised me out of pique. Today's lesson. How to draw out a bluff. This early in the game, that much money, I'm thinking he's holding nothing better than a pair of face cards. Seth, raise him.

SETH: Okay. Uh, your five hundred and... another two?

RUSTY: Tophe...

TOPHER: Seven to me. Plus three. What the hell.

RUSTY: Indeed. But be careful you don't push him too high too fast. Want to keep him on the leash. I call.

JOSH: What's that to me? A thousand?

RUSTY: All you have to do is call.

DANNY: What? Your girlfriend holding your purse? Contrary to what Mr. Ryan may say, Seth, I always check my cards before I make a bet. But be cafeful. I could tell from your face you're holding three of a kind or better. Five hundred to call. And two grand more.

RUSTY: Guys, you're free to do what you like. It's a lot of money. But I'm staying in. He's trying to buy his way out of his bluff. We call.

RUSTY: Shit. Sorry, guys. I -- I was sure he was bluffing.







RUSTY: You barge into my new workplace, ruin my professional reputation, least you could do is tell me you've got something better for me.

DANNY: I've got something better for you.

RUSTY: Alright. Tell me.

DANNY: It's tricky. No one's ever done it before. Needs planning, a large crew.

RUSTY: Guns?

DANNY: Not loaded ones. It has to be very precise. There's a lot of security. But the take...

RUSTY: What's the target?

DANNY: Eight figures each.

RUSTY: What's. The. Target.

DANNY: When's the last time you were in Vegas?

RUSTY: What? You wanna knock over a casino?







DANNY: The vault at the Bellagio.

RUSTY: If I'm reading these right -- and I think that I am -- this is probably the least accessible vault ever designed. Oops. Actually, you know what, I'm wrong. It's definitely the least accessible vault ever designed.

DANNY: Yep.

RUSTY: You said three casinos...

DANNY: These feed into the cages at both the Mirage and the M.G.M. Grand. But every dime ends up here.

RUSTY: The Bellagio, Mirage, and... These are Terry Benedict's places.

DANNY: Yes, they are. Think he'll mind?

RUSTY: More than somewhat.







RUSTY: You'd need at least a dozen guys, doing a combination of cons.

DANNY: Like what, you think?

RUSTY: Well, off the top of my head, I'd say you're looking at a Boesky, a Jim Brown, a Miss Daisy, two Jethros, and a Leon Spinks. Oh, and the biggest Ella Fitzgerald ever. Where do you think you're gonna get the money to back this?

DANNY: As long as we're hitting these three casinos, we'll get our bankroll. Terry Benedict has a list of enemies.

RUSTY: But does he have enemies with loose cash and nothing to lose... Aha.

DANNY: Aha.







DANNY: So...

RUSTY: So, here's what I think: You should take this plan, kick it around for a week or two. Sleep on it. Turn it over in your head. Then: never bring it up to me again.

DANNY: Uh-huh. So what are you saying?

RUSTY: I'm saying: this is like trying to build a house of cards on the deck of a speeding boat.

DANNY: Really? I thought it was much harder than that --







RUSTY: I need a reason. And don't say money. Why do this?

DANNY: Why not do it? Because yesterday I walked out of the joint wearing my entire wardrobe and you're colddecking TeenBeat coverboys. Because the house always wins. You play long enough, never changing stakes, the house takes you. Unless, when that special hand comes around, you bet big. And then you take the house.







RUSTY: You're been practicing that speech, haven't you?

DANNY: A little. Did I rush it? It felt like I rushed it.

RUSTY: No, it was good.







TISHKOFF: You're out of your goddamn minds. Are you listening to me? You are, both of you, nuts. I know more about casino security than any man alive. I invented it, and it cannot be beaten. They got cameras, they got watchers, they got locks, they got timers, they got vaults. They got enough armedpersonnel to occupy Paris. Okay, bad example...







TISHKOFF: But what am I saying? You guys are pros, the best. I'm sure you can make it out of the casino. Of course, lest we forget, once you're out the front door, you're still in the middle of the fucking desert!

RUSTY: You're right. He's right.

DANNY: Reuben, you're right. Our eyes are bigger than our stomachs.

RUSTY: That's exactly it. Pure ego.

TISHKOFF: Yeah yeah blah blah.

DANNY: Thank you so much for setting us straight. Sorry we bothered you.







TISHKOFF: Just out of curiosity, which casinos did you geniuses pick to rob?

DANNY: The Bellagio, Mirage, and the M.G.M. Grand.

TISHKOFF: Those are Terry Benedict's casinos.

RUSTY: Say, you know, he's right.

TISHKOFF: You guys... Whadda you got against Terry Benedict?

DANNY: What do you have against him? That's the real question.







RUSTY: How ya been, Saul?

SAUL: Never better.

RUSTY: What's with the orange?

SAUL: My doctor says I need vitamins.

RUSTY: So why don't you take vitamins?







SAUL: You gonna ask me? Or should I just say no and get it over with?

RUSTY: Saul, you're the best there is. You're in Cooperstown. What do you want?

SAUL: Nothin'. I got a duplex now, I got wall-to-wall and a goldfish, I'm seeing a nice lady, she works the unmentionables counter at Macy's. I've changed.

RUSTY: Guys like us don't change, Saul. We stay sharp or we get sloppy, but we don't change.







DANNY: Okay. Before we start, nobody's on the line here yet. What I'm about to propose to you happens to be both highly lucrative and highly dangerous. If that doesn't sound like your particular brand of vodka, help yourself to as much food as you like and safe journey. No hard feelings. Otherwise, come with me.







DANNY: Gentlemen: the 14000 block of Las Vegas Boulevard. Otherwise known as the Bellagio, the Mirage, the M.G.M. Grand. Together, they're the three most profitable casinos in Las Vegas... Gentlemen: the Bellagio vault. Located below the Strip, beneath two hundred feet of solid earth. It safeguards every dime that comes through each of the three casinos above it. And we're going to rob it.







DANNY: Okay. Bad news first. This place houses a security system which rivals most nuclear missile silos. First: we have to get within the casino cages --

RUSTY: -- here, here, and here --

DANNY: -- which anyone knows takes more than a smile. Next: through these doors, each of which requires a different six-digit code changed every twelve hours. Past those lies the elevator, and this is where it gets tricky: the elevator won't move without authorized fingerprint identifications --

RUSTY: -- which we can't fake --

DANNY: -- and vocal confirmations from both the security center within the Bellagio and the vault below - -

RUSTY: -- which we won't get.

DANNY: Furthermore, the elevator shaft is rigged with motion detectors --

RUSTY: -- meaning if we manually override the lift, the shaft's exit will lock down automatically and we'll be trapped.

DANNY: Once we've gotten down the shaft, though, then it's a walk in the park: just three more guards with Uzis and predilections toward not being robbed, and the most elaborate vault door conceived by man. Any questions?







RUSTY: No. Tunneling is out. There are Richter scales monitoring the ground for one hundred yards in every direction. If a groundhog tried to nest there, they'd know about it.







TURK: You said something about good news...

DANNY: The Nevada Gaming Commission stipulates: a casino must hold in reserve enough cash to cover every chip at play on its floor. As I mentioned, this vault services each of the three casinos above it. That means: during the week, by law, it must hold anywhere from sixty to seventy million dollars in cash and coin. On a weekend, between eighty and ninety million. On a fight night, like the one two weeks from tonight, the night we're going to rob it, at least ahundred and fifty million. Without breaking a sweat. Now there are eleven of us. Each with an equal share. You do the math.







SAUL: I have a question. Say we do get into the cage, and through the security doors there, and down the elevator we can't move, and past the guards with guns, and into the vault we can't open...

RUSTY: Without being seen by the cameras.

DANNY: Oh, right. Sorry. I forgot to mention that.

SAUL: Say we do all that. We're just supposed to walk outta there with a hundred million dollars in cash on us without getting stopped?

DANNY: Yeah.







LINUS: Wait, wait, wait. All I get to do is watch him?

DANNY: For now. You gotta walk before you crawl.

RUSTY: Reverse that.







DANNY: Saul, you sure you're ready to do this?

SAUL: If you ever question me again, Daniel, you won't wake up the following morning.

DANNY: You're ready.







SAUL: Luck is for losers.







RUSTY: Okay. Tell me about Benedict.

LINUS: The guy is a machine. He arrives at the Bellagio every day at two p.m. Same Town Car, same driver. Remembers every valet's name on the way in. Not bad for a guy worth three-quarters of a billion. Offices are upstairs. He works hard, hits the lobby floor at seven on the nose. Spends three minutes on the floor with his casino manager.

RUSTY: What do they talk about?

LINUS: All business. Benedict likes to know what's going on in his casinos. There's rarely an incident he doesn't know about or handle personally. He spends a few minutes gladhanding the high rollers. He's fluent in Spanish, German and Italian, and he's taking Japanese lessons, getting pretty good at it. He's out by seven-thirty, when an assistant hands him a black portfolio. Contents: the day's take and new security codes. Then he heads to the restaurant.







RUSTY: And that portfolio contains the codes to all the cage doors?

LINUS: Two minutes after they've been changed, he's got 'em in hand. I'll tell you: you guys picked a helluva target. He is as smart and ruthless as they come. The last guy caught cheating here, Benedict not only sent him up for ten years, he got the bank to seize the guy's home and bankrupted --

RUSTY: -- his brother-in-law's tractor dealership, I heard.

LINUS: He doesn't just go after your knees, he goes after your livelihood. And everyone-youever- met's livelihood.

RUSTY: You scared?

LINUS: You suicidal?

RUSTY: Only in the morning.







RUSTY: Now what?

LINUS: Now comes the girl... if she comes in after he does, that means they're in a snit.

RUSTY: Where's she come from?

LINUS: The museum downstairs. She's the curator there. Wait... here she is. You'll like this. I don't know if we can use her yet. I haven't even caught her name.

RUSTY: Tess.

LINUS: What?

RUSTY: Her name is Tess.







DANNY: What is it?

RUSTY: Tell me this isn't about her. Or I'll walk off the job right now. Tess. She's with Terry Benedict now. Tell me this isn't about screwing the guy who's screwing your wife.

DANNY: Ex-wife.

RUSTY: Tell me.

DANNY: It's not. About that. Entirely. You said you needed a reason. Well, this is mine. When we started in this business, we had three rules. We weren't gonna hurt anybody. We weren't gonna steal from anybody didn't have it coming. And we were gonna play the game like we had nothing to lose. Well, I lost something. Someone. That's why I'm here.

RUSTY: Here's the problem: we're stealing two things now. And when push comes to shove, if you can't have both, which are you gonna choose? And remember: Tess doesn't divide eleven ways.

DANNY: If things go to plan, I won't be the one who has to make that choice.







AIDE-DE-CAMP: Mr. Santaniello has an early flight. Do you think Mr. Benedict will be late?

TESS: Mr. Benedict is never late.

BENEDICT: Am I late?

TESS: Not at all, Mr. Benedict. Allow me to introduce to you Mr. Jean Santaniello.

BENEDICT: Mr. Santaniello, I apologize if I kept you. I had to iron out a few issues with my fight promoter. I gave him an unlimited budget, and he exceeded it.







DANNY: Hello, Tess.

TESS: What are you doing here?

DANNY: I'm out.

TESS: You're out.

DANNY: Of prison. You remember. The day I went for cigarettes and never came back. You must have noticed.

TESS: I don't smoke. Don't sit --

DANNY: They said I'd paid my debt to society.

TESS: Funny, I never got a check. You can't stay.

DANNY: It's good to see you. You're not wearing your ring.

TESS: I sold it. And I don't have a husband. Or didn't you get the papers?

DANNY: My last day inside.

TESS: I told you I'd write.







DANNY: Okay. I'll make this quick. I came here for you. I'm gonna get on with my life, and I want you with me.

TESS: You're a thief and a liar.

DANNY: I only lied about being a thief. But I don't do that anymore.

TESS: Steal?

DANNY: Lie.

TESS: I'm with someone now who doesn't have to make that kind of distinction.

DANNY: No, he's very clear on both.







TESS: Do you know what your problem is?

DANNY: I only have one?

TESS: You've met too many people like you. I'm with Terry now.

DANNY: Does he make you laugh?

TESS: He doesn't make me cry.







TESS: Danny was just walking through the restaurant and spotted me.

BENEDICT: Is that right?

DANNY: I was shocked myself. Imagine the odds.

BENEDICT: 'Of all the gin joints in all the world...' You've been in prison until recently, isn't that right? How does it feel to be out?

DANNY: About the same. Everything you want is still on the other side.

BENEDICT: There's the human condition for you.







BASHER: A pinch is the equivalent of a cardiac arrest for any broad-band electrical circuitry. Or better yet: A pinch is a bomb... but without the bomb. Every time a nuclear weapon detonates, it unleashes an electromagnetic pulse which shuts down any power source within its vicinity. That tends not to matter in most cases because the nuclear weapon destroys everything you might need power for anyway. Now a pinch creates a similar electromagneticpulse, but without the headache of mass destruction and death. So instead of Hiroshima, you get the Seventeenth Century.

RUSTY: For how long?

BASHER: About ten seconds.

DANNY: Could a pinch take out the power of an entire city? Like, I don't...

BASHER: Las Vegas? But there's only one pinch in the world big enough to handle it.

DANNY: Where?

BASHER: Pasadena.







SAUL: Tess is with Benedict now? She's too tall for him.







BENEDICT: Alright, Mr. Zerga. I acknowledge that the case does not contain any dangerous or illicit material. I further agree to take custody of your case for a twenty-four hour period to store in our secured vault. While I cannot permit you to accompany the case to the vault...

SAUL: Why not?

BENEDICT: Insurance, for one. Security, another. And I don't trust you.







LINUS: You are Frank Catton? Formerly of the Tropicana, the Desert Inn and the New York State penitentiary system? Your silence suggests you don't refute that. Mr. Benedict, I'm afraid you've been employing an ex-convict. As you know, the N.G.C. strictly forbids...

FRANK: Goddamn cracker...

LINUS: Pardon me.

FRANK: You heard me. Just 'cause a black man tries to earn a decent wage in this state...

LINUS: That has nothing to do with...

FRANK: ... some cracker cowboy like you's gotta kick him out on the street. Want me to jump down, turn around, pick a bale of cotton, won't let me deal cards, might as well call it whitejack.







BENEDICT: Alright. You've proved your point. You've broken into my vault. Congratulations: you're a dead man.

RUSTY: Maybe.

BENEDICT: May I ask: how do you expect to leave here, hmm? Do you believe I'll simply allow you to parade bags full of my money out my casino doors?

RUSTY: No. You're gonna carry it out for us.

BENEDICT: And why would I do that?

RUSTY: Take a closer look at your monitor...







RUSTY: As your manager's probably reporting to you by now, you have a little over a hundred sixty million in your vault tonight. You may notice: we're only packing up about half that. The other half we're leaving in your vault, booby-trapped, as a hostage. You let our eighty million go, and you get to keep your eighty. That's the deal. You try and stop us, we'll blow both cash loads. Mr. Benedict: you can lose eighty million dollars secretly tonight or you can lose a hundred sixty million dollars publicly. It's your decision.







RUSTY: Good. Here's what you do. Five minutes from now, the men in the vault are going to deposit six bags in the vault elevator. If they meet anyone, we'll blow the money in the bags and the money in the vault. One minute after that, the elevator will rise to your cages. Six of your guards will pick up the bags and carry them out into the casino. If they take more than twenty seconds to reach the casino floor or if there's any indication a switch has been made, we'll blow the money in the vault and the money in the bags.







RUSTY: Now as soon as your guards hit the casino floor... a white unmarked van is going to pull up in your valet station. Your guards will load the bags into the van's rear. If anyone so much as approaches the driver's door, we blow everything. Now, when I get word that the van hasn't been followed, that the money is secure, my men will exit the building, and once their safety is confirmed, you'll get your vault back.







BENEDICT: Sir, I have complied with your every request, would you agree?

RUSTY: I would.

BENEDICT: Good. Now I have one of my own.

RUSTY: Yes?

BENEDICT: Run and hide. If you get picked up next week buying a $100,000 sports car in Newport Beach, I'll be supremely disappointed. Because I want my people to find you. And rest assured: when they do, they won't hand you over to the police. Run and hide. That's all I ask.







DANNY: You get robbed or something, Benedict? Geez, that's a shame.

BENEDICT: Stop there. Where. Is. My. Money.

DANNY: What would you say if I told you you could get your money back... if you gave up Tess? What would you say?

BENEDICT: I would say yes.

DANNY: Well, that's very interesting... but I didn't have anything to do with it.







RUSTY: Looking for someone?

DANNY: Thirteen million and you drive that piece of shit cross country to pick me up?

RUSTY: Hello to you, too.



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