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"Where the fuck is Cal I need him to sit on the Machine gun, FUCK FUCK FUCK!"

After waiting in the parking lot for a good 20 minutes, Calogero looks down at his watch and yawns. He decides to enter the bank, wondering if everythings going according to plan.

He heads across the lot, and reloads the sawn off lupara.
Then, he enters the bank, just in time to hear Atomic yell for him.

Honestly, mate, you can't go around using my name in front of these poor assholes. We don't want any evidence or witnesses, right?
I'll watch these people. If they twitch then I'll blow those sum'bitches to hell.

Calogero reaches into his coat and produces a dull silver flask and takes a swig.

Alright, get on with it before these fuckers call the cops.

Jonny flourishes his Tommy gun.

These fuckers won't call the cops if they want to see their loved ones again.

Jonny puts the bag of TNT on his shoulder and looks at Atomic.

The TNT will alert cops. I'm gonna try something different first...

Jonny holds his Tommy by the grip and runs up and hurdles over the tellers desk, he grabs a clerk and puts the gun to his face, then he looks to the other clerks.

All of you! In the lobby! Now, over the desks!

Jonny looks at the clerk, and gestures to the safe behind the counters.

Open it. Now! I know you tellers have keys. That better be opened before I get back...

Jonny grins and turns towards the back door. He goes through it and sees one door and a stairway. He goes through the door to see an empty office... He rifles through the desk to find a note.

                  Incase I forget...

                     WWI - prohibiton - Depression - Year of Birth

Jonny takes the note and runs to the lobby, the minor safe is open and Jonny looks at his accomplices.

Guys, i found a note here, it might be the password. Do you guys think you can decipher it? I know the depression began in 1929, and WWI began in 1914... We'd need to either figure out the rest or blow open the safe. Atomic, what's your call?

Calogero scratches his head.

It looks like it could be it, but..
It seems to simple. We have to make sure we get the right number or every cop north of Arizona will be on our asses.

Irish stops planting the TNT to await Atomics answer on what to do with the vault.

If we don't come up with a solution quick we are going to have every cop north of Arizona on our asses anyway, do i finishing planing the bomb or are gonna crack it?

Jonny looks around.

Guys, the cops don't know we're here. The only people that know is the hostages. If we blow that vault, we'll have five minutes before the pigs turn this first national into a bacon factory. The noise can probably be heard from Arizona.

Atomic looks at the TNT, then looks at the note, then put's the TNT down.

"Who's office was it, whatever name is on the desk means, that's the manager and thats the only mother fucker who knows the code. Ohh and looky here, how cute there wearing name tags."

Atomic scans the hostages and manages to find a fairly over pounded fatass with a shiny tag that read.. "Manager"

"GET UP, I SAID GET THE FUCK UP"

Atomic puts the gun to the back of his head and grabs him by the back of his shirt and starts walking him to the vault

"Open it if you ever want to see your fam..."

Thump.... Thump.. Thump.

The whole rooms focus changed on the fat man who just finished urinating himself, to the main entrance door. Guns drawn at it.

A second went by and the silence made it feel like an hour, then the moment of judgment came

THIS IS THE POLICE, YOU HAVE BEEN SURROUNDED. COME OUT WITH YOUR HANDS UP. WE KNOW YOUR IN THERE.

Jonny's life flashed before his eyes, his father's corpse, his mother crying, him fighting off bloodthirsty thugs as he fled Chicago. Then he snapped back into focus, sort of. He was in a church, with a bunch of French civvies on the floor. The Germans were all rallied outside of their position, about to break into the church... Jonny clenched his Thompson and looked at Irish.

TRAVERS! MAN THAT GUN AND SHOOT ANY KRAUTS THAT COME THROUGH THAT DOOR!

Jonny looked at the 'civvies', or hostages.

ALL OF YOU! STAY IN COVER HERE UNTIL WE SECURE A SAFER AREA!

Jonny then turns to Atomic and salutes.

Civvies are under control. What are your next commands, sir?

Atomic face was pale.. His focus.. into oblivion. Images of been a special forces agent flashed in his head, the training of hostage rescue. Him being in the secret military that went undercover behind German enemy lines. The body's of the ones he had executed.. But then the memory... The memory struck him. Not booze, nor any amounts of cocaine he snorted was able to get rid of it.. The memory of his own mother, and the image of being little atomic on the way home from school and opening the front door. It opened slowly. His eyes... there's no words to describe them. It was the eyes of a young boy who has just seen his mother lying on the floor.. not breathing.

"Sir, what's the next orders.. Sir?" A voice brought him back to reality

"Aa.."Atomic mind shifted and his professional instincts kicked back into action

"Alright, plan B is going into action. Im going to get this fat fuck to open these vaults, I have a better idea with the TNT. But Johnny im going to need you to grab 5 hostages and tie them to a chair behind those counters over there facing the main entrance. Then put these ski masks on them and mount a rifle with no ammo onto the desks."

Atomic looks at Cal, anyone gets through that door you have 3000 rounds of ammunition to do what ever the fuck you please.

"Irish, I need you to come help me with the money, big loads get pretty heavy but you seem like a big guy so im going to need all the help I can get."

"Now lets roll"

Irishy looks around as he sees Jonny talking about German soldiers as though he were back across the pond. Irish's focus is then broken by Atomic tellig to help him with the money.

"Alright Atomic lets roll then."

Atomic grabs the fat man and he begins to open the vaults

The Vault opens

"Holly mother of god, Wooo! FIGHT CLUB!!"

Atomic throws a bag to Irish and tells him to get the other vault

"Get as much as you can and lets get the fuck out of here, were almost out of here.m John boy, how you doing with the hostages?"

Jonny finished mounting the last rifle when he heard Atomic call him.

All done, perfect ruse fer the damn coppers. One hell of a media parade too if they die.

Jonny grabs his Tommy off of the floor and jogs to the vault so he can be a pack muled for some of the cash.

Alright, load me up Atom.

Irish runs over to the vault, he opens up the duffle bag that Atomic had thrown to him and fills full of money as quick as he can. He runs back tp Atomic with the duffle bag packed full and strapped on his back.

What to do now Atomic?

Calogero finishes stuffing the money into a bag.

I could probably sneak out back and grab the van..from there we could probably haul our asses out of this bank

Jonny stows his Tommy and loads two duffel bags with money, he slings one over his back, and another one in his left hand. Then he takes out his .45 to use as a sliight form of protection.

Well, how do we get out of here? We could rig the bank to explode and in all the confusion, we could escape.

Jonny starts to think about other ways they could escape, or at least him.

Calogero thinks about it for a moment.

That's a tough one Jonny..I bet the cops have this place surrounded..

Jonny shrugs, still half thinking.

Rig it, ransom the hostages for a safe ride outta here. Then as soon as we're outta here blow the place to smithereens. I dunno. It's better than a shoot out, but...

Atomic walks behind Johnny

"Put that gun away"

Atomimc reaches in his bag and pulls out 4 smoke grenades

"The reason I put the hostages like that was so when I deploy these, there will be such a distraction with them thinking they found the "Robbers" and us just sneaking out acting like were scared. The smokes our cover."

Alright, where do we meet up at after the we escape, or do we just take the bags of money we have as ours, and never meet about this after we leave the scene?