Ocean's Eleven2001

Danny:
Gentlemen: the 3000 block of Las Vegas Boulevard. Otherwise known as the Bellagio, the Mirage and the M.G.M. Grand. Together, they're the three most profitable casinos in Las Vegas.....Livingston. [Livingston brings up Casino blueprints] This is the vault at the Bellagio. 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. [pause] And we're going to rob it.

Linus:
Smash-and-grab job, huh?

Rusty:
Slightly more complicated than that.

Linus:
Well, yeah.

Danny:
This is courtesy of Frank Catton, new Black Jack dealer at the Bellagio. 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. Which anybody will tell ya it 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 identification...

Rusty:
Which we can't fake.

Danny:
And vocal confirmations from both the security system 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 were to manually override the lift, the shaft's exit would lock down automatically and we'd be trapped.

Danny:
Now once we get down the shaft, though, then it's a piece of cake: just two more guards with Uzis and the most elaborate vault door ever conceived by man. Any questions?

[Yen speaks in Mandarin, basically asking "What about tunneling into the vaults?"]

Rusty:
No. Tunneling is out. There are sensors monitoring the ground a hundred yards in every direction. If a groundhog were to nest there, they'd know about it. Anyone else?

Turk:
You said something about good news?

Danny:
[smiling] The Nevada Gaming Commission stipulates that a casino must hold in reserve enough cash to cover every chip at play on its floor. That means on a week day, by law, it has to carry anywhere between sixty and 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 a hundred and fifty million. Without breaking a sweat. Now there are eleven of us. Each with an equal share. You do the math.

[Virgil whistles]

Rusty:
Exactly.

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

Rusty:
Without being seen by the cameras.

Danny:
Oh yeah, sorry, I forgot to mention that.

Saul:
Yeah well, say we do all that... uh... we're just supposed to walk out of there with a hundred and fifty million dollars in cash on us, without getting stopped?

[everyone looks at Danny]

Danny:
Yeah.

Saul:
Oh...Okay. [takes a pill to calm his nerves]