Among Thieves

In crime, as in life, choose your friends wisely.

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"This plan is golden! I mean, nobody robs banks in the suburbs. I never understood that. Every bank you hear about getting hit is either in the city or in some fucking slum neighborhood where that kind of shit happens every goddamned day. But this is different.  Let me ask you a question. What's the first thing you do when you go into a bank?  You check shit out! First thing you do is look around to see where the security guard is, right? You wanna know where he's at in case shit goes down. Now the beauty about these banks in the 'burbs is, they don't got no security guard. Or if they do, it's some ninety year old prick who's probably sleeping, but sure as fuck ain't going to beat you to the draw. You see what I'm saying here? The security in these joints isn't as tight as the banks downtown. You'd think people other than us would've figured this out. But no, these dumb sons-of-bitches you see on the six-o-clock news are trying to stick up fucking Fort Knox with two armed guards and the police station right across the street." 

                             -- Tanner, discussing the plan with J.P. in "Among Thieves"

Four small-time hoods from small-town America plan what they believe to be the perfect heist. They choose a tiny suburban bank, strike during a horrible snowstorm and escape on snowmobiles, leaving their would-be pursuers flailing helplessly behind.  They side-step security, control the crowd and escape unharmed with the loot. 

And then the hard part begins. 

Loose lips, back-stabbing and an inherent distrust for one another quickly prove that there is indeed no honor among thieves.  In his novel, Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas, Hunter S. Thompson said "In a world of thieves, the only final sin is stupidity."  He couldn't have been more right.