The Royal Flush

INTRO NARRATION
[Fade into a somber, sepia-toned scene]
NARRATOR (V.O.)
In the darkest annals of human history, there are stories that defy the horrors of their time. Stories
of resilience, of indomitable spirit, and of unwavering hope. Among these stories is the life of
Alexander Katz Rodriguez, a man whose existence bore witness to one of humanity's bleakest
hours.
[The camera pans across a faded photograph of Alexander and his family, smiling in happier
times]
NARRATOR (V.O.)
Born in 1865, Alexander lived through a century marked by seismic shifts in the world's
landscape. He was a father, a friend, and a beloved presence, whose life was an embodiment of
the human capacity for love and survival.
[Images of pre-war Europe come into focus, bustling streets and carefree moments]
NARRATOR (V.O.)
But as the world plunged into the depths of a war unlike any before, Alexander Katz Rodriguez
and countless others found themselves ensnared in a nightmare—an era where darkness cast its
long, chilling shadow.
[The scene transitions to stark black-and-white footage of World War II]
NARRATOR (V.O.)
In the midst of this maelstrom of hatred and violence, Alexander stood as a symbol of hope. A
symbol of resistance against the forces of cruelty and oppression.
[Images of Holocaust atrocities flash across the screen, a stark reminder of the horrors]
NARRATOR (V.O.)
His story is a testament to the enduring strength of the human spirit. A testament to the capacity
of the human heart to persevere, even in the face of unimaginable evil.
[The sepia-toned scene fades out, leaving only the sound of a violin playing a haunting melody]
NARRATOR (V.O.)
And so, as we embark on this cinematic journey, we invite you to bear witness to the life of
Alexander Katz Rodriguez—a life tragically cut short but one that continues to resonate,
reminding us of the power of hope, love, and the undying human spirit.
[The screen fades to black]
NARRATOR (V.O.)
This is his story.
[Opening credits roll]
Viewer discretion is advised.
“Someone's sitting in the shade today because someone planted a tree a long time ago.” - Warren
Buffett
Narrator: You probably heard of the old saying, the enemy of my enemy is my friend. Notable
people that the United States funded: Joseph Stalin, Francisco Franco, Osama Bin Laden,
Saddam Hussein, and the various cartels in Mexico. What if I told you that the United States
government funded the biggest heist in history? In an age where state-of-the-art technology
techniques such as wiretapping would prevent anything from happening. Yet, the United States
paid the price by training one guy. This is where we meet Adam.
INT. MIAMI HIGH-RISE APARTMENT - MORNING

The sun rises over Miami's glittering skyline, casting a warm glow into ADAM'S luxurious
apartment. He stirs in his plush king-sized bed, waking from a restful sleep. With military
precision, he starts his daily routine.
NARRATOR (V.O.)
(calm)
In a city that never sleeps, routines are sacred. For Adam, each day begins like a well-oiled
machine.
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INT. APARTMENT GYM - MORNING
Adam, shirtless and focused, powers through a rigorous WORKOUT. His muscles glisten with
sweat as he lifts weights, each repetition a testament to his discipline and strength.
NARRATOR (V.O.)
(determined)
In a world where strength and agility are your allies, the gym becomes a sanctuary, a
battleground where the body is honed into a weapon.
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INT. APARTMENT KITCHEN - MORNING
Adam prepares a HEALTHY BREAKFAST, a precise balance of protein and greens. He eats
with measured efficiency, fueling his body for the day ahead.
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INT. APARTMENT LIVING ROOM - MORNING
Adam reviews INTELLIGENCE DOSSIERS spread across his coffee table. He wears a tailored
suit, and his demeanor is sharp and analytical.
NARRATOR (V.O.)
(strategic)
Every piece of information is a weapon, every document a potential ally or enemy. Adam is a
man of secrets in a city of shadows.
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EXT. MIAMI NIGHTCLUB - NIGHT
Adam, now impeccably dressed and exuding confidence, enters a bustling NIGHTCLUB. He
navigates the sea of revelers with ease, blending in effortlessly.

As Adam disappears into the pulsating heart of the nightclub, the scene shimmers with
anticipation, hinting at the web of secrets and alliances that define his existence in the city of
Miami.
Narrator: You see, ever since Nixon started the war on drugs, the United States spent over a
trillion dollars to win the war on drugs. The big winners though? It ain’t the taxpayers of the
United States. It’s ordinary men like Adam who are finding their way through the black market.
Enriching themselves. Do you think the President of the United States, corporate CEOs, or dudes
like Tesla are the one who runs our country? Power resides in bastards that are always one step
ahead. The biggest enemy to the United States isn’t China, Russia, or the terrorists you know that
live in Estadio Metropolitano. Instead, the biggest enemy of the United States is the people
within. After finishing his bachelor’s degree at Virginia Tech, Adam was part of the CIA. He
earned numerous awards, which led to the assassination of many foreign enemies of the United
States, most notably Qasem Soleimani. Now the bastard is out there in Miami.
INT. MIAMI - CITYSCAPE - DAY
As the sun bathes Miami in a warm, golden glow, the city awakens to the vibrant beat of "Pink"
by Lizzo. The pulsating rhythm mirrors the heartbeat of this extraordinary metropolis—the
gateway to the Americas.

NARRATOR (V.O.)
Miami, is a city where dreams are painted in neon lights, where the line between fantasy and
reality blurs into a dazzling mosaic of ambition and excess.
The camera captures scenes of the city's iconic Art Deco architecture, the pastel-colored
buildings standing as symbols of a bygone era of extravagance and charm.
NARRATOR (V.O.)
It's a place where the pursuit of pleasure reigns supreme, and where the motto "You're here to
have a good time, not a long time" is etched into the very fabric of the city.
As the soundtrack pulses, we see the Miami skyline, a testament to opulence and aspiration.
Yachts glide through turquoise waters, and luxury cars line the streets—a procession of success
and indulgence.
NARRATOR (V.O.)
Miami, where flashiness takes precedence over class, where cockiness trumps confidence, and
where money is the currency of both ambition and vice.
The camera transitions to a glamorous pool party at a lavish Miami Beach hotel. Beautiful people
bask in the sun, sipping cocktails and reveling in the moment, their looks and status on display
for all to see.

NARRATOR (V.O.)
In this city, looks are currency, and success is measured not only in dollars but in the sparkle of a
nightlife that never sleeps.
As the camera pans over a bustling nightlife scene, where extravagance knows no bounds, we
witness the hedonistic revelry that defines Miami's ethos—a city that lives for the night and
thrives on the allure of the extraordinary.
NARRATOR (V.O.)
Miami, where short-term thinking reigns supreme, and the allure of immediate gratification
tempts all who dare to dream.
The scene transitions to the iconic Ocean Drive, where neon signs illuminate the night, and the
energy of the city comes alive. Miami—where you come to chase your wildest fantasies, where
the line between reality and illusion blurs, and where "Pink" is more than just a color; it's a state
of mind.
NARRATOR (V.O.)
Miami—where the gateway to the Americas leads not only to new horizons but also to endless
opportunities, hidden secrets, and a world where anything is possible.
As the music swells, Miami's spirit is captured in all its dazzling, unabashed glory, a city that
embraces life in all its vibrant, unapologetic shades of pink.

INT. CIA HEADQUARTERS - WAR ROOM - NIGHT (FLASHBACK)
The room is bathed in the eerie glow of surveillance screens, showing various locations in the
Middle East. A group of CIA agents, including ADAM, a dedicated and young CIA operative in
his late 20s, are gathered around a large conference table. Their faces are tense, their voices
hushed.
AGENT #1
(nervously)
This is it, gentlemen. Operation Desert Shadow is a go. Adam, you're on point.
Adam nods, his expression steely, as he reviews the mission details.
ADAM (V.O.)
(whispered)
This was my life back then. Covert operations, assassinations, and the pursuit of national security
at any cost.
INT. UNDERGROUND TUNNEL - SYRIA - NIGHT
Adam stands in the dimly lit entrance of an underground tunnel in war-torn Syria, flanked by
three skilled operatives: GUNNER, a sharpshooter with nerves of steel; NATHAN, a tech
specialist who can hack into any system; and LUCAS, a seasoned field agent with quick reflexes.
Their mission: is to intercept a high-value target and gather critical intelligence.

NARRATOR (ADAM) (V.O.)
(resolute)
In the heart of the conflict, we were a small, elite team, each member a crucial cog in this covert
operation.
Adam, his face determined, briefs the team on their objectives.
ADAM
(low, authoritative)
Gunner, secure our perimeter. Nathan, your task is to breach their communication network.
Lucas, stay vigilant. Our target is a high-ranking operative, and he's somewhere in this labyrinth.
They exchange nods, knowing the high stakes involved.
(stealthy)
In a hostile land like Syria, silence was our ally. We moved like shadows, invisible to the enemy.
The team proceeds cautiously, using their unique skills to neutralize sentries and evade
surveillance cameras.

(adaptive)
Adaptation was our strength. In this ever-changing battleground, we thrived on unpredictability.
As they close in on their target's location, tension mounts. Gunner aims, waiting for the signal
from Adam.
(cohesive)
Our unity was unbreakable. We relied on each other without question, bonds forged in fire and
chaos.
With precision and unwavering focus, they apprehend the high-value target, extracting vital
information.
(persistent)
In Syria's unforgiving landscape, we persisted. Every obstacle was just another puzzle to solve.
As they exfiltrate, leaving behind a trail of confusion and disarray, Adam and his team embody
the essence of covert operations, their unwavering skills, and collective determination ensuring
success in the heart of Syria's turmoil.
FLASHBACK TO:
INT. CIA HEADQUARTERS - DIRECTOR'S OFFICE - DAY
Adam stands before DIRECTOR ANDREW CARTER, his face a mix of hope and apprehension.
The office exudes an air of authority, adorned with awards, maps, and an imposing American
flag.
DIRECTOR CARTER, a seasoned CIA veteran with a calculating gaze, reviews Adam's file.
DIRECTOR CARTER
(cordial)
Adam, your record is exemplary. Your dedication to the agency is unquestionable.
Adam nods, a glimmer of anticipation in his eyes.
ADAM
(appreciative)
Thank you, sir. I've given my all to the CIA.
Director Carter leans back in his chair, his expression growing serious.
DIRECTOR CARTER
(sincere)
You're well-connected, Adam. Your ties to important figures have been invaluable. But that's also
why I can't give you the promotion you desire.
Adam's hope falters, replaced by confusion.
ADAM
(bewildered)
Sir, I thought my connections were an asset.
Director Carter sighs, his gaze unwavering.
DIRECTOR CARTER
(honest)
They are, in their way. But they can also be a double-edged sword. We need someone who can
operate without being beholden to anyone. Someone whose loyalty is to the agency alone.
Adam absorbs the words, the weight of Director Carter's decision settling in.
ADAM
(resigned)
I understand, sir.
As Adam exits the office, a mix of emotions swirls within him—disappointment, a hint of
bitterness, and a longing for a fair chance. He's left to contemplate the complex world of the
CIA, where connections and biases can shape one's destiny as much as skill and dedication.
ADAM (V.O.)
(whispered)
The corruption was rampant. Deals are made in shadows, betrayals at every turn.
INT. MIAMI BEACH - NIGHT
Adam stands on the shores of Miami Beach, the city's vibrant lights twinkling in the distance. He
gazes at the horizon, his decision clear.
ADAM (V.O.)
(whispered)
I chose Miami as my refuge because it symbolized a clean slate, a city that danced to its rhythm,
far removed from the covert world I once inhabited. Its pulsating nightlife and vibrant culture
offered a stark contrast to the shadows of espionage. In Miami, I could lose myself in the vibrant
crowds, the salsa rhythms, and the neon-lit streets, leaving behind the ghosts of my past. It was a
place where I could redefine myself, seek solace in the shimmering ocean waves, and find
redemption in the warmth of the sun. Miami was my chance to escape the relentless pursuit of
secrets and embrace a life where every day felt like a fresh start.
FADE OUT.
The weight of Adam's past experiences lingers in the air as he looks ahead to his new life in
Miami, determined to leave behind the shadowy world of espionage and corruption
INT. MIAMI NIGHTCLUB - NIGHT
The nightclub throbs with energy as neon lights flash and electronic beats pulse through the air.
ADAM, dressed in a polished suit, scans the room with a discerning eye. Amidst the dancing
crowd, he spots BRYANT, a charismatic and sharp individual who exudes an air of confidence.
Adam can't help but be drawn to him.
(intrigued)
In the chaos of the nightclub, his presence was like a beacon. Bryant had that magnetic quality,
an aura of untapped potential.
Adam gracefully maneuvers through the crowd, approaching Bryant with a charismatic smile.
Their eyes meet, and an unspoken understanding passes between them.
ADAM
(raising his voice over the music)
Quite a night, isn't it?

BRYANT
(smiling)
Absolutely. You seem like a man who knows how to appreciate it.
They engage in easy conversation, their connection growing more apparent with each passing
moment.
(intrigued)
Bryant's charm was undeniable, but I could sense there was more to him than met the eye.
As the night progresses, they find themselves in a quieter corner of the club, away from the
pulsating music.
BRYANT
(leaning in)
You know, Adam, I have a group—Mago, Dani, and John. We're all looking to change our
trajectories in life.
Adam's interest deepens, his curiosity piqued.
ADAM
(raising an eyebrow)
Change, you say? What do you have in mind?
BRYANT
(smiling wryly)
Ever heard of the American Dream, Adam? It's a beautiful idea, but it's become an unrealistic
concept. We want to carve our path and define our dreams.
Adam's eyes gleam with a mischievous glint as he leans closer.
ADAM
(jokingly)
You're not suggesting we do something audacious, are you? Like... a heist?
Bryant chuckles at the audacity of the idea, but there's a spark in his eyes that suggests he's not
entirely dismissing it.
BRYANT
(teasingly)
You're crazier than you look, Adam. But who am I to shy away from a wild adventure?
As the nightclub continues to pulse with life around them, Adam and Bryant share a knowing
glance, bound by a shared desire for change and the audacious promise of a heist that could
rewrite their destinies.
EXT. MIAMI - URBAN STREET - NIGHT
The city lights cast a warm glow over the streets of Miami. On a bustling urban street, BRYANT,
a Black man in his late twenties, stands out not just for his charismatic presence but also for his
air of disillusionment. He watches the passing crowds with a sense of detachment as if searching
for something more in the midst of it all.
NARRATOR (BRYANT) (V.O.)
(disillusioned)
The American Dream, once a beacon of hope, had slowly morphed into a disillusioning mirage
for me. It promised a path to prosperity, equality, and happiness, but what I found was a system
rife with inequalities, racial disparities, and unattainable ideals. Growing up, I witnessed my
community struggle against systemic injustices, and it became increasingly clear that the dream
was an illusion for many, especially those who looked like me. It was a promise that remained
elusive, a dream deferred for generations. The realization that the dream was flawed, that it
required more than just hard work, left me disenchanted. But it also fueled a determination to
find a different way to chase my version of happiness, one where I could control my destiny and
rewrite my story.
Bryant's gaze shifts to the corner of the street where MAGO, a Dominican in his twenties with a
street-smart demeanor, catches his eye. Mago is in an animated conversation with DANI, a
Dominican man in his twenties with a sharp intellect, and JOHN, a Dominican man in his early
thirties with a tech-savvy aura. Their diversity in race and background is striking, yet they share
an undeniable bond.
(connection)
I met Mago, Dani, and John under these neon lights. We were of different races and different
backgrounds, but we all carried the same weight—the weight of unfulfilled dreams.
Bryant watches them closely, sensing a shared longing for change.
MAGO
(energetic)
We're tired of chasing a dream that doesn't exist, Bryant. We want more, something that's ours.
Dani and John nodded in agreement, their determination palpable.
(resolute)
At that moment, it became clear. We were united in our cause, in our desire to rewrite our stories.
As the group disperses into the vibrant Miami nightlife, Bryant's expression changes. He looks at
his reflection in a storefront window, his eyes filled with newfound determination.
(promise)
I made a promise to myself that night, under these neon lights. I was going to change my life,
one way or another.
With newfound purpose, Bryant takes his first steps toward a future where the American Dream
is not just a distant mirage but a tangible reality, shared with those who, like him, dared to dream
differently.
INT. MIAMI SPORTS BAR - NIGHT (FLASHBACK)
The sports bar buzzes with excitement as patrons gather around multiple screens, each displaying
the intense showdown between Atletico Madrid and Manchester City. Mago, Daniel, John, and
Bryant, each wearing their respective team's jersey, sit at a table, their eyes glued to the match.
(fondly)
It was one of those nights when our paths converged. Fate, or perhaps the love of soccer, had
brought us together.
Mago, a passionate Atletico Madrid fan, cheers for every move, while John, in a Griezmann
jersey, remains stoic, focused on the game. Dani, with a mischievous grin, engages in playful
banter with Mago, adding to the excitement of the evening.
(lively)
The banter flowed like the beer, each comment sparking laughter and camaraderie. For a few
hours, the world outside didn't matter.
As the final whistle blows and Atletico Madrid secures a hard-fought victory, the group erupts in
cheers and high-fives.
EXT. MIAMI NIGHTCLUB - NIGHT (FLASHBACK)
Exiting the sports bar, Bryant takes the lead. He exudes confidence and charisma, easily striking
up conversations with people on the street.
(charming)
I had a knack for turning ordinary nights into unforgettable ones. Miami's nightlife was my
playground, and I was determined to share the joy with my newfound friends.
Bryant's charm and the group's infectious energy attract the attention of passersby. Soon enough,
they find themselves at an upscale Miami nightclub, surrounded by the rhythm of music and the
allure of the night.
(captivating)
We danced like there was no tomorrow, lost in the music, and our worries felt miles away.
The night unfolds with laughter, connections, and new acquaintances. Bryant looks around a
sense of belonging settling within him.
(fulfilled)
Meeting people by accident, those unexpected encounters, had a way of weaving the most
significant chapters of my life. It was as if the universe conspired to bring together souls on a
shared journey. In those fleeting moments of chance, I found friends, allies, and kindred spirits.
Their stories merged with mine, creating a tapestry of experiences that shaped the course of our
lives. Sometimes, it's the unplanned meetings that lead to the most extraordinary adventures, and
I've learned to embrace the beauty of serendipity, for it often held the promise of unexpected joy
and transformation.
As the night comes to a close, Bryant gathers his friends, their faces flushed with the euphoria of
the evening.
BRYANT
(sincere)
You guys are something special. I want this to be more than just one epic night. Let's make it a
clique, forever and ever.
The group exchanges nods and smiles, cementing their friendship and the promise of more
unforgettable adventures together.
INT. ADAM'S MIAMI APARTMENT - DAY
Adam, dressed in a crisp white shirt, paces back and forth in his stylish Miami apartment. He
can't shake the thought of the half-joking heist idea he shared with Bryant. With determination,
he takes out his phone and dials Bryant's number. After a few rings, Bryant picks up.
BRYANT
(on the phone)
Hello?
ADAM
(calm, curious)
Bryant, it's Adam. About that crazy idea, we tossed around at the nightclub...
Bryant's voice carries a hint of intrigue as he responds.
BRYANT
(intrigued)
Yeah, the heist idea. What about it?
Adam's tone becomes more serious.
ADAM
(determined)
I've been thinking, Bryant. Are you serious about it? Changing our lives, rewriting our destinies?
There's a pause on the other end of the line as if Bryant is considering the weight of the question.
Then, he speaks, his voice resolute.
BRYANT
(confident)
Adam, I wouldn't have brought it up if I wasn't. I'm tired of living in the shadows of unfulfilled
dreams.
Adam nods to himself, a sense of purpose filling him.
ADAM
(determined)
Good. Let's meet up. I know a stylish cafe in Miami. We can talk more about this in person.
Bryant agrees, and they set a time to meet, their shared vision of change and a daring heist
drawing them closer together.
EXT. MIAMI CAFE - DAY
Adam and Bryant sit at an outdoor table, their cups of coffee untouched. The Miami sun casts a
warm glow over their faces, a sense of anticipation in the air as they begin to chart a path toward
rewriting their destinies.
Bryant, his demeanor now sober and composed, smiles as he takes a sip of his strong, black
coffee. Adam, savoring the flavors of a Cuban sandwich, watches him with a knowing look.
BRYANT
(raising his coffee cup)
You know, Adam, Cuban coffee may just be the secret to this city's relentless energy.
ADAM
(chuckles)
It's a well-guarded secret, that's for sure. And the food? Unbelievable.
Their conversation flows easily as they bond over their shared love of soccer.
BRYANT
(leaning in)
Speaking of unbelievable, can you believe Messi's in Miami?
ADAM
(grinning)
It's surreal, isn't it? The magic of the beautiful game brings the world to our doorstep.
As they both take shots of tequila, Adam senses a unique connection forming, an unspoken
understanding of the potential they hold.
ADAM
(low, contemplative)
Bryant, I have a feeling you and I are going to be useful to each other in the future. Trust, it's not
something I give easily.
Bryant nods, his eyes reflecting the same sense of trust and opportunity.
BRYANT
(sincerely)
Trust goes both ways, Adam. I've got your back.

With an unspoken understanding, they extend their hands and share a firm, resolute
handshake—a pact formed in a Miami cafe, sealed by trust, and bound by the promise of a
shared journey yet to unfold.
INT. MIAMI SAFE HOUSE - NIGHT
The room is dimly lit, with laptops, blueprints, and various documents scattered across a large
table. ADAM, DANIEL, MAGO, JOHN, and BRYANT sit huddled together, engrossed in
research on an S-tier casino. Adam, with his CIA background, leads the discussion.
ADAM
(focused)
Alright, team, this is where we separate the dreamers from the doers. We need to know
everything about this casino inside and out.
DANIEL
(sifting through documents)
I've got the blueprints. This place is a fortress, but there have to be weaknesses.
MAGO
(looking at security specs)
Security systems seem top-notch, but there's always a way around them.
John, tapping away on his laptop, chimes in.
JOHN
(hacking into systems)
I'm digging into their digital infrastructure. If we can find vulnerabilities, we'll have an edge.
Bryant, determined, studies the casino's operations and staff.
BRYANT
(examining staff schedules)
We need to learn about the employees and their routines. Find someone on the inside.
(analytical)
With my CIA training, I could see the chinks in the armor. Security was tight, but every fortress
had a hidden door.
The team continues to research, working tirelessly to uncover every detail about the casino, from
its security protocols to the habits of its employees.
ADAM
(looking at the gathered information)

This casino might be a fortress, but it's not impenetrable. With the right plan and the element of
surprise, we can succeed.
(confident)
The odds may be stacked against us, but we had the advantage of knowledge, determination, and
a shared vision of rewriting our destinies.
INT. MIAMI SAFE HOUSE - NIGHT
The team sits around the cluttered table, their research on the S-tier casino spread out before
them. The discussion turns to the pressing need for funding and weapons for their audacious
heist plan.
ADAM
(Serious)
We need resources, funding, and weapons if we're going to pull this off. Any suggestions?
Mago, ever resourceful, speaks up first.
MAGO
(leaning forward)
What about Mexico? They've got the connections we need.

Adam, considering the option, shakes his head.
ADAM
(resolute)
Too risky. Cartel wars down there are a nightmare. We can't afford to get caught in the crossfire.
John, always tech-savvy, offers an alternative.
JOHN
(suggesting)
What about Brazil? They have a thriving underground market. We might find what we need
there.
Adam raises an eyebrow but then dismisses the idea.
ADAM
(doubtful)
Brazil has too much cooperation with the United States. We need a place that's off the radar.
Dani, the strategist, chimes in next.
DANI
(thoughtful)
What about a European country? They have connections, and it's less likely to raise suspicions.
Adam shakes his head again, citing his concerns.
ADAM
(cautious)
European countries have too many NATO ties. We risk getting intercepted by international law
enforcement.
Bryant, with a thoughtful expression, finally suggests an unexpected option.
BRYANT
(decisive)
How about Colombia?
Adam pauses, intrigued by the suggestion.
ADAM
(interested)
Colombia? Why?
BRYANT
(passionate)
Colombia is the perfect choice, guys, for more reasons than one. First off, it's a narcos' dream.
It's the ideal place to go undercover, away from the prying eyes of the United States.
John raises an eyebrow, intrigued but cautious.
JOHN
(intrigued)
How so, Bryant?
Bryant explains with conviction.
BRYANT
(enlightening)
The cartel influence there is strong, and they have the kind of connections that can get us what
we need. Weapons are abundant, and they come at a fraction of the cost compared to the States.
Plus, the government is sometimes more willing to look the other way. And I know two guys,
Nico and Guille.
Mago nods in agreement.
MAGO
(approving)
Sounds like a smuggler's paradise.
Adam, despite his initial reservations, begins to see the advantages.
ADAM
(contemplative)
It makes sense. We need a place where we can operate discreetly and secure the firepower
necessary for our mission.
Bryant leans in, emphasizing the point.
BRYANT
(emphasizing)
Exactly. Colombia is our ticket to acquiring the weapons we need without raising too many red
flags.
With the decision made, the team starts planning their next move, knowing that Colombia holds
the key to obtaining the resources required for their audacious casino heist.
Adam looks at Bryant, contemplating the risk and reward.
ADAM
(cautious)
How much can we trust them?
Bryant meets Adam's gaze, his conviction is unwavering.
BRYANT
(resolute)
We don't have many options, Adam. It's go big or go home. Nico and Guille are the only feasible
operation in town.
With a nod of agreement, Adam knows that the path ahead may be treacherous, but it's the only
way they can secure the resources they need for their daring casino heist.
ADAM
(curious)
So, Bryant, how do you know Guille and Nico? Can we trust them for what we need?
Bryant leans back in his chair, a hint of nostalgia in his eyes.
BRYANT
(reminiscing)
I met Guille and Nico years ago when I was living a different kind of life. They were running
with a rough crowd in Miami at the time. We crossed paths in a nightclub, just like how we met.
Mago, John, and Dani listen intently, curious about this unexpected twist.
(reflective)
Back then, I was immersed in a world of late-night adventures and connections that blurred the
line between legality and danger.
BRYANT
(resuming)
We got to talking, and over time, we built a mutual respect. When I decided to change my life,
they supported my decision and moved on to more significant ventures, including operating
within a cartel network in Colombia.
Adam, intrigued by the backstory, presses for more information.
ADAM
(inquisitive)
And how much can we trust them, Bryant?
Bryant meets Adam's gaze, his expression serious.
BRYANT
(confident)
I trust them with my life. Guille and Nico are men of their word, and they owe me a favor or two.
They'll help us secure the weapons we need, no questions asked.
With Bryant's reassurance, the team gains confidence in their choice to rely on Guille and Nico
for their mission. They know that this connection could be the key to their success in the daring
casino heist.
INT. COLOMBIAN HACIENDA - NIGHT
The scene shifts to Colombia, where lush green fields stretch as far as the eye can see. A
sprawling hacienda stands amid this natural beauty, serving as the backdrop for the introduction
of NICO and GUILLE. Their stories are intertwined with the tumultuous world of cartels.
(intriguing)
In the heart of Colombia, where the emerald fields whispered secrets and the night concealed
more than it revealed, Nico and Guille emerged from humble beginnings.
The narrative shifts to a flashback, showing YOUNG NICO and YOUNG GUILLE growing up
in a small, poverty-stricken Colombian village. They are surrounded by the echoes of a
challenging life, where opportunities were scarce, and dreams seemed unreachable.
(paints the picture)
Born into poverty, they had seen the world through the lens of want. But that was before they
tasted the first drop of temptation, the lure of easy money.
The flashback transitions to a scene where a shady figure hands them a wad of cash in exchange
for a seemingly small favor. The moment marks their entry into the world of cartels.
(chronicles the transformation)
Money, like a seductive siren, beckoned them into its embrace. It was a heady rush, the kind that
intoxicates and forever changes the course of lives.
Over time, Nico and Guille became indispensable in their cartel network, their loyalty and
resourcefulness earning them respect and power. They stand together as formidable middlemen,
connecting the cartel to various illicit ventures.
(paints their reputation)
Nico and Guille were not just names in the cartel hierarchy; they were legends. They had the
kind of influence that came with an unspoken price tag.

The narrative shifts back to the present, as Nico and Guille, now confident and entrenched in
their cartel operations, sit in a dimly lit room. They are surrounded by an air of calculated
menace and an aura of invincibility.
(resumes the narrative)
Nico and Guille had come a long way from their humble beginnings. They were now kingpins in
their own right, masters of their domain, and they always had a price, a cost that would secure
their services for anyone daring enough to seek them out.
As the scene concludes, Nico and Guille exchange a knowing glance, their journey from poverty
to power etched into their very beings, as they remain indispensable figures within the
treacherous world of Colombian cartels.
INT. MIAMI UNDERGROUND PASSPORT FORGERY - NIGHT
In the heart of Miami's shadowy underworld, MAGO, BRYANT, JOHN, and DANIEL sit in a
dimly lit room, facing a FORGER, who's meticulously crafting their new identities. Each of them
receives a freshly forged USA passport, complete with new names and faces.
(covert)
In the clandestine world they now inhabited, acquiring new identities was a necessary but
dangerous dance.
The FORGER slides the passports across the table, and the group examines their new lives with
a mixture of trepidation and excitement.
MAGO
(impressed)
These look legit.
BRYANT
(confident)
These passports are our tickets to Colombia.
They each reach for the plane tickets to Bogota, Colombia, booking their one-way journey to the
heart of South America.
(transition)
With passports and tickets secured, their plans were falling into place.
Bryant takes out his phone and dials a familiar number. As the call connects, the room falls
silent.
BRYANT
(on the phone)
Guille, Nico, it's been a while.
The voices of GUILLE and NICO, coming through the phone, carry a sense of familiarity and
camaraderie.
GUILLE
(cheerful)
Bryant! My man, how's life treating you?
NICO
(chuckles)
Yeah, Bryant, you were always the life of the party.
Bryant shares a hearty laugh with them, reminiscing about their past encounters in Miami.
BRYANT
(smiling)
Guille, you were the playboy, and Nico, you weren't far behind being a womanizer.
The banter continues for a moment before Bryant gets to the point.
BRYANT
(serious)
But I didn't call just for old times' sake. We're headed to Colombia. Can we schedule a meetup?
There's a pause on the other end as Guille and Nico confer in hushed voices.
GUILLE
(returning to the call)
Two weeks, Bryant. We'll set it up.
Bryant nods, satisfied with the arrangement.
BRYANT
(grateful)
Sounds good, Guille. We'll be in touch.
As Bryant ends the call, he relays the news to the team.
BRYANT
(excited)
Guys, we're meeting up with Guille and Nico in two weeks in Colombia. Adam, book a trip to
Bogota for the same time frame.

With their passports, tickets, and a rendezvous with their Colombian connections, their audacious
plan inches closer to becoming a reality.
INT. FBI SURVEILLANCE ROOM - NIGHT
A dimly lit room is filled with screens displaying various wiretaps and surveillance footage.
LOGAN, the enigmatic FBI director, sits at the head of a long table, flanked by his loyal
team—DEAN, KESHAV, and DOUG. Logan is meticulously tracking the activities of GUILLE
and NICO, unbeknownst to the heist crew.
NARRATOR (LOGAN) (V.O.)
(sly)
In the world of shadows, secrets were currency, and the key to unlocking those secrets was
surveillance.
Logan, his voice cold and calculating, addresses the room.
LOGAN
(demanding)
Tell me who just called Guille and Nico.

After several intense moments, Dean finds a break in the chain, a connection to the caller's
location.
DEAN
(excited)
Got it!
He traces the call to a specific location in Miami, which he quickly pinpoints on a digital map.
DEAN
(reporting)
The call was placed from a private residence in downtown Miami. Exact coordinates incoming.
As the coordinates flash on the screen, Dean readies himself for the next step in their
surveillance operation.
NARRATOR (DEAN) (V.O.)
(resolute)
Now that we know the location, it's time to send in the scouts and keep an eye on our target.
With the location identified, Dean is prepared to carry out the next phase of the operation,
unaware of the intricate web of intrigue surrounding the meeting between GUILLE, NICO, and
the heist crew.

Keshav, the volume shooter, leans in, ready for action.
KESHAV
(eager)
Want us to shut it down?
Logan, however, has a different plan in mind.
LOGAN
(decisive)
No. I want to know who's meeting with them in Colombia. Dean, scout the location—strictly
reconnaissance, no kills.
Dean nods, understanding the orders, while Doug, the sniper, prepares his equipment.
DOUG
(resolute)
I'll back up Dean, just in case.
As Dean and Doug prepare to depart, Logan dismisses them, his mind wandering to a different
time and place.

NARRATOR (LOGAN) (V.O.)
(remorseful)
Adam... we used to work together in the Middle East. How did we end up on opposite sides?
Logan retrieves a file labeled "ADAM" from his desk, filled with memories of a shared past that
now feels like a distant echo in the tumultuous present.
EXT. SYRIAN BATTLEFIELD - DAY (FLASHBACK)
The Syrian battlefield is a chaotic nightmare. Smoke fills the air, and the distant echoes of
gunfire and explosions punctuate the harsh reality of war. Among the American forces, ADAM,
a skilled CIA operative, and LOGAN, a determined FBI agent, find themselves side by side.
(resolute)
War has a way of forging bonds between unlikely comrades, testing the limits of courage and
camaraderie.
American forces, including Adam and Logan, engage in fierce combat against insurgent fighters.
Amidst the turmoil, Logan takes a bullet to his shoulder and falls to the ground, clutching the
wound.
LOGAN
(grimacing)
I'm hit!
Adam, fearless and resourceful, immediately rushes to Logan's side and pulls him behind a
barricade.
ADAM
(determined)
Hang in there, Logan. I've got you.
With bullets whizzing overhead, Adam applies pressure to Logan's wound with a makeshift
bandage, staunching the bleeding and saving Logan's life.
(unyielding)
In the crucible of battle, humanity prevails and saving a life becomes the highest duty.
As the battle rages on, the Americans rally and manage to secure victory.
(triumphant)
We may have been wounded, but that day, we prevailed. America won.
With the battle won and Logan's wound stabilized, they find a moment of respite amidst the
chaos.
LOGAN
(grateful)
Thanks, Adam. You saved my life back there.
ADAM
(humble)
We look out for each other, Logan. That's what it means to be on the same team.
As they catch their breath, their conversation turns toward the future.
LOGAN
(ambitious)
You know, Adam, once this is all over, I'm thinking about advancing my career. Maybe even
becoming FBI director someday.
ADAM
(ambitious)
I've got my sights set on something big too. Overseas CIA operations, maybe even leading them
one day.
Their shared ambitions create a sense of optimism for the future.
(optimistic)
We were young and driven, believing we could change the world for the better.
But the narrative takes a somber turn as Adam reflects on the disillusionment that would come
later.
(disillusioned)
Little did I know, the world had other plans, and my faith in America's role in destabilizing it
would soon be shattered.
The memory of their time in Syria, once a symbol of their shared optimism, now serves as a stark
reminder of the complexities and betrayals that would shape their paths in the years to come.
(reflective)
Back then, Logan and I shared a vision—a belief that our actions could make the world a safer,
more just place.

Adam's gaze falls on a framed photograph of him and Logan during their time in Syria, a bitter
reminder of their shared past.
(optimistic)
We were driven by the same ideals, by the belief that our sacrifices would lead to a brighter
future.
But that optimism was shattered by the corrosive influence of corruption, a betrayal that cut deep
into Adam's core.
(disillusioned)
Corruption got in the way, poisoning everything we stood for. And now... Logan is my enemy.
Adam's voice trembles with a mixture of disbelief and anger as he contemplates the betrayal he
has experienced.
ADAM
(disgruntled)
I saved his damn life in Syria, and this is how he repays me? By ordering operations to
assassinate me?
His frustration is palpable as he speaks aloud, addressing the ungratefulness he perceives in
Logan's actions.
(bitter)
He was wounded, bleeding out on that battlefield, and I saved him. And now he's become the
very corruption we swore to fight against.
Adam's disillusionment with the world he once believed in weighs heavily on his shoulders, a
burden he carries as he navigates the treacherous path ahead, haunted by memories of a time
when he and Logan thought they could change the world together.
INT. MIAMI INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT - TERMINAL
The bustling Miami International Airport is a hive of activity as travelers move about, preparing
to board their flights. ADAM, BRYANT, MAGO, JOHN, and DANIEL stand in a circle, their
faces lit with excitement.
BRYANT
(exuberant)
Colombia, baby! It's gonna be one hell of a party!
MAGO
(grinning)
And you know the women there are gorgeous.
JOHN
(nodding)
Oh man, can't wait to meet some attractive females.
DANIEL
(chuckling)
Colombian nightlife, here we come!
As the group indulges in fantasies of partying and adventure, Adam, the voice of reason,
interjects with a stern reminder.
ADAM
(solid)
Guys, let's not forget why we're going to Colombia. This trip is a business trip first and foremost.
His words bring a momentary sobering effect on the group.
(focused)
In the midst of excitement, it was essential to keep their priorities straight.

Simultaneously, DEAN and DOUG, discreetly blending into the airport crowd, are on a
reconnaissance mission. Dean's sharp eyes catch a glimpse of a familiar face—Adam.
DEAN
(whispering to Doug)
That's him. Adam.
Doug, the sniper, nods in acknowledgment.
DEAN
(on the phone)
Director Logan, I've got eyes on Adam at the airport. We're about to board the same flight.
LOGAN (V.O.)
(resolute)
Stay close, Dean. Follow them, but no assassinations. We need to know their every move.
Dean conveys the orders to Doug as they discreetly shadow Adam and Bryant's crew.
NARRATOR (DEAN) (V.O.)
(determined)
Our mission: surveillance. No eliminations... for now.

As the scene concludes, the group boards the plane, eagerly anticipating their journey to
Colombia, unaware that their every move is being watched by Dean and, indirectly, by the man
who was once Adam's ally—Logan.
EXT. COLOMBIAN LANDSCAPE - DAY
Colombia, a land of breathtaking natural beauty, unfolds before Adam, Bryant, Mago, John, and
Daniel as they step off the plane. Lush green mountains stretch to the horizon, and vibrant
tropical flora decorates the landscape.
(enchanting)
Colombia—the land of contrasts, where nature's beauty stands in stark contrast to the chaos that
often surrounds it.
As they drive through the winding roads, the group is captivated by the picturesque scenery—the
emerald-green coffee plantations, cascading waterfalls, and the vibrant colors of colonial towns.
EXT. BOGOTA NIGHTLIFE - BOGOTA, COLOMBIA - NIGHT
The sun sets over the vibrant city of Bogota, casting a golden glow over the bustling streets. The
nightlife comes alive, and the city's vibrant energy is palpable.

(enthusiastic)
And when the sun goes down, Colombia transforms into a realm of hedonistic pleasures.
They enter a trendy nightclub, the pulsating beats of Latin music setting the tone for the night.
The atmosphere is electric, with locals and tourists alike celebrating life.
Bryant, Mago, John, and Daniel are immediately drawn to the sultry rhythms and the beautiful
women who grace the dance floor.
BRYANT
(excited)
Colombia knows how to party, huh?
MAGO
(grinning)
And the women... they're something else.
JOHN
(nudging)
You were right, Bryant. This is gonna be unforgettable.

DANIEL
(raising a glass)
To Colombia!
As the group revels in the extravagant nightlife, Bryant steps aside to make a phone call.
BRYANT
(dialing)
Nico, Guille, we've arrived in Colombia. Where should we meet?
INT. NICOS AND GUILLE'S SAFEHOUSE - BOGOTA - NIGHT
NICO and GUILLE, the enigmatic middlemen, answer Bryant's call from their safehouse in
Bogota.
NICO
(on the phone)
Bryant, my friend, headed to Bogota. We'll meet you there. We have much to discuss.
Guille nods in agreement, and they exchange a knowing look.
BRYANT
(resolute)
We'll see you in Bogota. We've got a lot to talk about.
The call ends, and Bryant rejoins the group on the dance floor, the infectious rhythms of "La
Cura" by Frankie Ruiz in the background, setting the stage for their meeting with Nico and
Guille in the vibrant heart of Colombia's capital city.
INT. BOGOTA NIGHTCLUB - NIGHT
The Bogota nightclub pulsates with energy as Adam and the rest of the group immerse
themselves in the lively atmosphere. The rhythms of Latin music reverberate through the room,
and the dance floor is a swirl of movement and laughter.
Amidst the lively crowd, Adam's eyes lock onto a mesmerizing Colombian beauty, ISABELLA,
who exudes an irresistible allure. The chemistry between them is palpable, drawing them closer
with every glance.
ADAM
(to the group)
Guys, I hate to do this, but there's someone I can't resist. I'll catch up with you later!
Bryant, Mago, John, and Daniel raise their glasses, fully understanding the magnetic pull of
attraction.
BRYANT
(grinning)
No worries, Adam. Enjoy your night!
Adam and Isabella disappear into the thronging crowd, leaving the group behind.
EXT. BOGOTA NIGHTCLUB PATIO - NIGHT
Bryant's group has moved to a lively patio area, where they've been drawn into a spirited game
of beer pong with four equally vivacious Colombian women. Laughter and teasing fill the air as
they exchange playful banter and take tequila shots together.
Bryant clinks glasses with one of the Colombian women, ANA, in celebration.
BRYANT
(raising his glass)
To new friends and unforgettable nights in Bogota!
The others join in the toast, the group bonding over shared moments of camaraderie.
EXT. BOGOTA ROOFTOP BAR - NIGHT

High above the city, Nico and Guille have arrived at a chic rooftop bar with stunning views of
Bogota's skyline. The city lights twinkle beneath them, casting a magical glow.
NICO
(on the phone)
Bryant, we've just touched down in Bogota. Meet us at the "El Cielo" rooftop bar. We have much
to discuss.
Guille nods in agreement, both of them eager to reconnect with Bryant and delve into the next
phase of their mission.
BRYANT (V.O.)
(on the phone)
We're on our way, Nico. Can't wait to catch up.
As the call concludes, Bryant gazes out over the breathtaking cityscape, a mix of celebration,
anticipation, and intrigue filling the Bogota night as their journey continues. The low hum of
hushed conversations fills the air as he approaches a table in the corner where Nico and Guille,
the middlemen from Colombia, await. Beside them stands a new face, SHAFI, a Somalian doctor
in his twenties, with an air of quiet confidence.
GUILLE
(smiling)
Gentlemen, meet our new addition, Shafi. He's got skills we're going to need.
Nico and Bryant nod in acknowledgment, assessing Shafi with keen eyes.
NICO
(leaning forward)
Bryant, it's good to see you again. Tell us, what can we do for you?
Bryant takes a seat and leans in, his voice low.
BRYANT
(whispering)
We're in need of some serious firepower, Nico. Weapons, gadgets, vehicles—the whole nine
yards.
GUILLE
(grinning)
You came to the right place, my friend. We've got the finest arsenal money can buy.
Nico and Guille proceed to lay out their offerings.
NICO
(nodding at a nearby table)

We've got modern weapons—assault weapons with submachine guns, assault rifles, and sniper
rifles equipped with silencers. Explosives, melee weapons, communication jamming
devices—whatever you need.
Guille chimes in, his excitement evident.
GUILLE
And our escape vehicles? They can slip through the tightest security like a breeze.
Bryant's eyes light up at the impressive array of weaponry and resources before him.
BRYANT
(impressed)
You've outdone yourselves, gentlemen. But how do we fund all this?
Nico leans back, a sly grin on his face.
NICO
(smiling)
Well, Bryant, if you need more funding, we have a contact in Monaco—a banker who can make
things happen.
Bryant's excitement surges as the possibilities unfold before him.

BRYANT
(enthusiastic)
If that's the case, we're in business. Let's make a deal, Nico and Guille.
Guille and Nico exchange a knowing look before turning back to Bryant.
GUILLE
(grinning)
We'll give you the friends' discount, Bryant. But there's one condition—you'll need Adam's
approval.
Bryant nods, fully aware that for this operation to succeed, the team must be in unanimous
agreement.
INT. MIAMI SAFEHOUSE - CONTINUOUS
Bryant, Nico, Guille, and Shafi huddle around the table, their voices hushed in the dimly lit
safehouse.
GUILLE
(leaning in)
Bryant, to get everything you need, I suggest you and your team come to our headquarters in the
Colombian jungle. It's the safest place to conduct business without raising any suspicions.
Bryant considers the proposition carefully, knowing that going undercover in the jungle might be
their best bet.
BRYANT
(nods)
Alright, we'll do it your way, Guille.
Nico reaches into his pocket and pulls out a small, encrypted device.
NICO
(handing it to Bryant)
This is Bert's contact information. He's the banker from Monaco. He can arrange the funding
you'll need.
Bryant takes the device, tucking it safely into his pocket.
BRYANT
(grateful)
Thanks, Nico.
GUILLE
(smiles)
Meet us at our headquarters tomorrow, Bryant. We'll finalize the details there.
Bryant nods, the weight of their mission settling in. This heist is becoming more complex, but
with Nico and Guille's resources, they have a fighting chance.
BRYANT
(resolute)
Tomorrow it is, then.
As they conclude their meeting, the team disperses, each member preparing for the challenges
that lie ahead.
INT. BOGOTA SAFEHOUSE - NIGHT
Bryant takes a deep breath, knowing that the next call will be pivotal. With a sense of
determination, he dials the number Bert had provided. After a few rings, Bert's voice crackles
over the line.
BERT
(skeptical)
Who's this?
BRYANT
(calmly)
Bert, my name is Bryant. I'm a friend of Guille and Nico. We have a mutual interest.
There's a pause on the line, and then Bert's tone becomes cautious.
BERT
(going along)
Alright, Bryant. What's this about?
Bryant leans in, his voice low but filled with conviction.
BRYANT
(earnestly)
Bert, if you fund this operation, you won't have to worry about money for the rest of your life.
We're planning a heist—a big one. We're going to raid a casino in Vegas, and the wealth there is
beyond anyone's wildest dreams.
Bert listens intently, the allure of unimaginable wealth tugging at his senses.
BERT
(considering)
A heist in Vegas, you say? That's a bold move.

BRYANT
(confident)
It is, Bert. But with your support, we can make it happen. You'll never have to look over your
shoulder again.
Bert contemplates the offer for a moment, weighing the risks and rewards.
BERT
(resolute)
Alright, Bryant. We'll meet in a few days' time. But remember, I have a price.
BRYANT
(determined)
We understand, Bert. We'll make it worth your while.
As they conclude the call, Bryant feels a surge of anticipation. With Bert on board, they are one
step closer to executing their audacious plan.
The scene transitions to a peaceful night's sleep for everyone involved, each member of the team
resting before the challenges that await. As the sun begins to rise, we find ourselves deep in the
Colombian jungle, ready to explore Nico and Guille's hidden headquarters.
INT. COLOMBIAN JUNGLE - SECRET HEADQUARTERS - DAY

As the team arrives at Nico and Guille's hidden headquarters deep within the lush Colombian
jungle, they are met with a sight that takes their breath away. The compound is nothing short of
extraordinary—a sprawling complex that rivals the Pentagon in terms of its sheer size and
security.
Highly trained soldiers move with precision, guarding the perimeter, their presence an
intimidating reminder of the power that resides here. The walls are reinforced, and the entire
compound is equipped with state-of-the-art surveillance systems, ensuring no intruder can
penetrate their defenses.
Bryant, Adam, Shafi, Dani, John, and Mago exchange wide-eyed glances, realizing the enormity
of the operation they've become a part of. This is a place where secrets are kept and power is
wielded.
Nico and Guille lead them through a series of underground chambers, each filled with crates
upon crates of illicit substances. Bryant and his team take in the staggering quantities of cocaine,
heroin, methamphetamine, and fentanyl—enough to rival any major cartel's stockpile.
NICOS
(smiling)
Welcome to our world, gentlemen. Here, we have the resources to make your heist a reality.
GUILLE
(confident)
With our support, you'll have the firepower and funding you need.
The team absorbs the gravity of the situation, understanding that they are now part of something
far larger and more dangerous than they had ever imagined. In this hidden sanctuary in the heart
of the jungle, they will find the means to execute their audacious plan.
As the group explores further, the enormity of the compound becomes apparent, and the
complexities of their mission become increasingly clear.
INT. COLOMBIAN JUNGLE - SECRET HEADQUARTERS - ARMORY - DAY
Nico and Guille lead the group into a well-guarded armory within their secret headquarters,
where an impressive array of weaponry is displayed. Assault rifles, submachine guns, sniper
rifles, and explosives line the walls.
NICO
(grinning)
As promised, gentlemen. You'll have all the firepower you need.
Adam steps forward, a duffel bag filled with money slung over his shoulder.
ADAM
(handing over the money)
Here's the payment, Nico. We appreciate your trust.
Nico takes the money, counting it with a satisfied nod.
NICO
(smirking)
You've been good for business, Adam. But remember your promise—when you return, we
expect even more.
ADAM
(determined)
You have my word.
Just as the transaction seems complete, chaos erupts. Without warning, the deafening roar of
gunfire fills the armory, and Nico is struck, collapsing to the ground.
DANIEL
(panicked)
Nico's been hit!
The group reacts swiftly, grabbing weapons and taking cover. Bullets fly as they engage in a
fierce firefight with their unseen assailants, Dean and Doug.

ADAM
(urgent)
Spread out, everyone! Don't give them an easy target!
The room becomes a battleground, with bullets whizzing by and explosives shaking the armory.
Each member of the team fights with unwavering determination, refusing to back down.
Adam and Dean, two formidable adversaries, engage in a chase that mirrors scenes from intense
video games like Call of Duty. They sprint through the compound, dodging gunfire, and using
every piece of cover available.
The chase takes them through winding corridors, across bridges, and into darkened chambers,
each step bringing them closer to a resolution that will determine the fate of their mission.
The scene unfolds with heart-pounding intensity as the battle between Adam and Dean reaches
its climax, the echoes of gunfire echoing through the Colombian jungle.
INT. COLOMBIAN JUNGLE - SECRET HEADQUARTERS - VARIOUS LOCATIONS - DAY

As Adam and Dean engage in a brutal fistfight, the room around them shudders from the
ongoing firefight. Each blow lands with bone-jarring force, and the two adversaries grapple with
a deep-seated intensity.
FLASHBACK:
We catch a glimpse of Adam and Dean's shared past, a flashback to the Syrian battlefield where
they fought side by side. Their camaraderie was once unbreakable, and they saved each other's
lives more times than they could count.
PRESENT DAY:
In the present, Dean gains the upper hand, overpowering Adam and pinning him to the ground.
The tension is palpable as Dean's clenched fists hover menacingly above Adam.
DEAN
(gritting his teeth)
This is the end, Adam.
But before Dean can deliver a final blow, a gunshot rings out, and he's struck in the shoulder,
recoiling in pain.
Bryant steps forward, his gun still trained on Dean.

BRYANT
(determined)
Not today, Dean.
Adam, bruised and bloodied, pushes himself up from the ground.
ADAM
(weakly)
We've got better things to do.
Dean glares at them both, realizing that he's outnumbered and outgunned. With a growl of
frustration, he retreats, disappearing into the labyrinthine corridors of the secret headquarters.
The group gathers, their hearts still pounding from the confrontation. Adam's life hangs in the
balance, but they've chosen to spare Dean for now, driven by a greater purpose.
BRYANT
(resolute)
Let's get out of here. We've got a long journey ahead.
The scene ends with the team regrouping and preparing to leave Colombia behind, their next
destination: Monaco.
EXT. MONACO - FRENCH RIVIERA - DAY
As the team arrives in Monaco, the breathtaking beauty of this tiny principality on the French
Riviera unfolds before them. The azure Mediterranean Sea sparkles under the brilliant sunlight,
and the hillsides are dotted with luxurious villas and opulent resorts.
NARRATOR (V.O.)
Monaco—the jewel of the French Riviera. A playground for the world's elite, where yachts
glisten in the harbor like jewels on display.
The camera pans across the bustling streets of Monte Carlo, revealing the international jet-setters
who frequent this glamorous haven. Impeccably dressed men and women sip champagne at
sidewalk cafes, their laughter mixing with the gentle hum of luxury cars that glide through the
streets.
NARRATOR (V.O.)
A magnet for wealth and extravagance, Monaco's allure extends far beyond its stunning vistas.
Beneath the façade of opulence lies a shadowy world, where money moves in mysterious ways.
The team, wide-eyed and awestruck, takes in the splendor that surrounds them—the opulent
casinos, the designer boutiques, and the grandeur of a city-state that has become a sanctuary for
those seeking to protect their fortunes from prying eyes and high taxes.
NARRATOR (V.O.)
Monaco—a tax-free haven where European cartels have established their secret headquarters,
hidden in plain sight among the glittering façades.
Despite their mission's gravity, the group can't help but be amazed by the beauty of Monaco. It's
a place where wealth and luxury know no bounds, and secrets lie just beneath the surface.
INT. MONACO - EXCLUSIVE YACHT CLUB - DAY
Bryant, Adam, Shafi, Dani, John, and Mago arrive at the exclusive yacht club in Monaco, a place
where the world's wealthiest individuals gather to bask in the opulence of the French Riviera.
The scene is a visual feast of luxury yachts moored in the pristine harbor, each more magnificent
than the last.
BRYANT
(into his phone)
Bert, we're here at the yacht club. Where can we find you?
BERT (V.O.)
(on the phone)
Head to the bar overlooking the marina. I'll be waiting.

The group makes their way to the bar, a stunning vantage point that offers a panoramic view of
the glistening Mediterranean and the lavish vessels that dot the harbor. They spot Bert, a figure
of sophistication, seated at a corner table.
BERT
(smiling)
Ah, my friends, you made it.
Bryant and the team approach Bert, their presence a stark contrast to the elite patrons of the yacht
club.
BRYANT
(nods)
We appreciate your willingness to meet with us, Bert.
BERT
(raising a glass)
Let's not waste time on pleasantries. You mentioned a heist, and I'm intrigued. But first, let's toast
to our partnership.
The scene unfolds as glasses clink, and the unlikely alliance between the crew and the European
banker is sealed in the heart of Monaco's extravagance.

BERT
(chuckles)
Wealth, my friends, is a matter of perspective. I may not be a household name, but I'm in a
position that affords me certain luxuries. You could say I work for a company with an economy
that rivals that of a top-20 country.
The group exchanges glances, realizing the immense financial power Bert wields.
DANI
(intrigued)
So, what brings someone like you into the world of covert operations?
BERT
(smiles)
Ah, that's a story for another time. Let's just say that I have interests that align with yours. I
sponsor multiple operations across South America, Europe, Africa, and Asia. And your heist, my
friends, piques my interest.
As they continue their conversation, it becomes clear that Bert is not just a wealthy banker but a
player in a high-stakes world of shadowy dealings. The group senses that their alliance with him
could open doors to resources they hadn't dared to dream of.
BERT
(leaning in)
Let me tell you a story, my friends, a story about a man named Alexander Katz Rodriguez. He
was a man of immense wealth, but his riches came with a heavy burden. You see, Alex was of
Jewish heritage, and during the dark days of Nazi Germany, his fortune made him a prime target.
FLASHBACK:
We're transported to the past, witnessing the opulence of Alex's life—a sprawling estate,
priceless art, and unimaginable wealth. But this wealth also made him a target, and the horrors of
history caught up with him.
PRESENT DAY:
BERT
(continuing)
The Nazis may have eliminated Alex, but they couldn't erase his legacy. His wealth, vast and
untouchable, was passed down through generations, and it found its ultimate form in the most
extravagant casino you can imagine.
As Bert speaks, we catch a glimpse of the casino, a grand and luxurious palace that seems to defy
the very laws of opulence. The team is left in awe, realizing the enormity of the task that lies
ahead—the heist of a casino born from the ashes of a tragic history.

Bert reaches for a sleek briefcase at his side and places it on the table. He opens it to reveal a
staggering amount of money, enough to make anyone's eyes widen.
ADAM
(raising an eyebrow)
Impressive. But I have to ask, Bert, why are you so willing to support our cause?
BERT
(smiling)
My dear Adam, the answer is simple. If I can get a foothold in the North American market, my
empire will multiply exponentially. I'll have access to a whole new world of opportunities.
Money laundering, establishing a stable cartel within the United States—the possibilities are
endless.
Bryant and the team exchange glances, understanding that Bert's motivation goes far beyond
mere financial gain. His ambitions are as vast as the wealth he commands, and their alliance
holds the promise of mutual benefit.
INT. FBI HEADQUARTERS - A HIGH-TECH CONFERENCE ROOM - DAY

Logan, the stern and determined FBI director, sits at the head of the long table, his frustration
palpable. Dean, Keshav, and Doug, the members of his elite team, are seated around the table,
their expressions a mix of concern and curiosity.
LOGAN
(gritting his teeth)
Dean, you were supposed to be on a surveillance mission, not a firefight. Now you're wounded,
and Doug opened fire when it wasn't warranted. What the hell happened down there?
Dean, still nursing his wound, straightens up in his chair.
DEAN
(exhales)
Sir, we had eyes on the crew we've been tracking. Bryant, the leader, was there along with some
new faces. They met with two Colombian contacts, Nico and Guille, who have ties to the cartel.
Logan narrows his eyes, trying to make sense of the situation.
LOGAN
(confused)
Colombia? What's the crew doing in Colombia? Why are they amassing weapons and cash?
KESHAV
(skeptical)
Could they be starting some kind of insurgency?
DEAN
(pensive)
Possibly, but... I have another theory, sir. If it's not an insurgency, it might be a heist.
Logan leans back in his chair, processing Dean's words.
LOGAN
(skeptical)
A heist? In Colombia?
Dean nods, laying out his reasoning.
DEAN
(intently)
Think about it, sir. They're gathering weapons and cash. It doesn't add up for an insurgency, but it
fits perfectly if they're planning a heist.
Logan considers the possibility, then makes a quick decision.
LOGAN
(resolute)
Alright, gather the team. We're going to Vegas. If they're planning a heist, we'll be there to stop
it.
The scene ends with the team preparing for their next move, determined to catch up with the
elusive heist crew in the City of Sin.
[Scene: Las Vegas - The City of Sins]
The golden age of Las Vegas, bathed in the timeless melodies of Frank Sinatra, was a time when
sins and secrets intertwined beneath the dazzling lights of the Strip. As Sinatra's voice croons
through the air, we step back into an era when the mob held court, and Lady Luck reigned
supreme.
NARRATOR
(voiceover, accompanied by Sinatra's "Luck Be a Lady")
Las Vegas, the city that never sleeps, where the sins of the world gather to dance beneath the
stars. In a time when the Rat Pack ruled and the clinking of glasses signaled the roll of dice.
As the music swells, we see glimpses of the past: men in sharp suits, glamorous women in
glittering gowns, and the mob's iron fist maintaining control over the kingdom of chance.
NARRATOR
(voiceover)
In the shadow of the mafia, fortunes were forged, and legends were born. The neon signs, a
beacon for the hopeful and the hedonistic, cast their glow on stories of wealth and excess.
The scene transitions to modern-day Las Vegas, where the city's secrets and wealth are hidden
amidst the opulent casinos and luxury hotels.
NARRATOR
(voiceover)
Today, the legacy continues in a modern marvel, where hidden treasures and untold fortunes lie
beneath the glittering façade. Beneath the surface, wealth flows like the mighty Colorado River.
Amidst the opulence, the scene shifts to the infamous red-light district, where legal pleasures
beckon to those seeking the thrill of the night.
NARRATOR
(voiceover)
In this city where desire knows no bounds, even the world's oldest profession finds its sanctuary,
woven into the very fabric of the night.
As the music reaches its crescendo, we return to the essence of Las Vegas, where the quote,
"What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas," is a testament to the city's enduring mystique.
NARRATOR
(voiceover)
And remember, my friend, in this realm of excess and indulgence, the age-old adage holds
true—what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas.
The scene fades into the intoxicating night of Las Vegas, where the past and present blend
seamlessly, and the echoes of Sinatra's voice linger like a whispered promise of the city's
timeless allure.
[Scene: Arrival in Vegas - The Five-Star Oasis]
The heist crew's arrival in Las Vegas was nothing short of spectacular. Their luxury limousine
glided through the city's neon-lit streets, eventually pulling up to a towering five-star hotel that
glittered like a jewel in the desert night.
Valets in tailored suits hurried to open the limo doors, revealing a group that would turn heads in
any crowd. As the crew stepped out, they found themselves surrounded by a sea of flashing
cameras and the excited whispers of onlookers.
BRYANT: (grinning)
Let's give these folks something to remember!

Bryant, the charismatic leader, couldn't resist the allure of the Vegas night. He flashed a wave
and a dazzling smile to the A-listers who had become a part of the glitterati in this city of
dreams. Justin Bieber, Travis Kelce, Taylor Swift, Miley Cyrus, and even Jonah Hill returned the
gesture with nods and waves of their own.
BRYANT: (to the group)
How 'bout we kick things off with a fun night out?
Mago, Dani, and John exchanged excited glances and nodded eagerly, ready to dive into the
hedonistic world of Las Vegas.
MAGO: (grinning)
You know we're in!
DANI: (enthusiastic)
I heard the clubs here are legendary!
JOHN: (raising his glass)
Let's make some memories, my friends!
But one among them remained aloof. Adam, the former CIA operative, had a different mission in
mind. His focus was unwavering, his thoughts on the impending heist. He looked at the bustling
casino just steps away, where fortunes could be made or lost in the blink of an eye.
ADAM: (calmly)
You guys go ahead. Have a blast. I'll catch up later.
Bryant exchanged a knowing glance with Adam. He understood that Adam's mind was already
calculating the odds and planning their next move.
BRYANT: (nodding)
Alright, Adam. We'll see you later. Don't forget to have a little fun, though!
As the rest of the crew ventured into the bustling nightlife of Las Vegas, Adam disappeared into
the shadows of the casino, ready to embark on a different kind of adventure—one that held the
promise of untold riches and a high-stakes heist.
[Flashback Scene: The Russian Oligarch's Mansion - A Night of Intrigue]
The moon hung low in the night sky, casting an ethereal glow over the sprawling mansion
nestled deep within the Russian countryside. Adam, Logan, and Dean, clad in black tactical gear,
moved with the precision of shadows as they approached their target—the opulent residence of a
Russian oligarch known for his vast wealth and dubious dealings.
ADAM: (whispering)
Remember the plan, gentlemen. We're here for the documents, nothing else.
Adam's voice was calm and calculated, a stark contrast to the adrenaline coursing through their
veins. He had meticulously planned every detail of this heist, from the security systems to the
layout of the mansion.
The trio slipped past guards and surveillance cameras, their movements choreographed with the
finesse of a well-practiced dance. Dean, the muscle of the group, made quick work of disabling
security systems, ensuring their presence remained undetected.
Inside the mansion, they encountered locked doors, hidden compartments, and laser alarms that
would have deterred lesser thieves. But Adam was no ordinary thief. His CIA training had honed
his skills to a razor's edge. He deftly bypassed obstacles that would have stumped even the most
seasoned criminals.
As they entered the oligarch's opulent study, the room was bathed in the soft glow of moonlight
filtering through the curtains. Adam approached the massive oak desk, where the coveted
documents lay hidden within a concealed compartment.
LOGAN: (impressed)
You sure know your way around this, Adam.
Adam merely offered a small, satisfied smile as he retrieved the documents.

Their mission accomplished, the trio retreated from the mansion, leaving no trace of their
presence. The heist had gone off without a hitch, a testament to Adam's meticulous planning and
unwavering resolve.
[Present Day: A Night in Las Vegas]
Back in the present day, Adam sat at a poker table in the bustling Las Vegas casino. His
experiences from past heists had sharpened his instincts, and he skillfully navigated the
high-stakes game, reading his opponents like an open book.
As the night wore on, laughter and cheers filled the casino, a stark contrast to the tension of their
impending heist. The crew had embraced the city's allure, indulging in its pleasures.
And as the dawn began to break, the crew slowly gathered, their evening of fun coming to an
end. Adam's stoic demeanor remained intact, his thoughts already drifting towards the challenges
that lay ahead—the grand heist that would test their skills and cunning like never before.
As the neon lights of Las Vegas illuminated the night, the crew reconvened in a dimly lit hotel
room. Each member had their findings to share, and the atmosphere was charged with
anticipation.
SHAFI: (enthusiastic)
Good news, everyone. Dani and I located an ideal access point for our explosives. It's discreet
and should give us a clear path inside.
DANIEL: (nodding)
That's right. We'll need precision for this, but it's doable.
Mago and John exchanged glances, their expressions grave.
MAGO: (serious)
The bad news is security here is tighter than we thought. Guards are practically everywhere, and
cameras cover every inch outside.
JOHN: (concerned)
It's going to be a challenge slipping in without getting spotted.
Adam, always the strategist, turned to Bryant.
ADAM: (thoughtful)
Bryant, did you and I find anything useful?
BRYANT: (nodding)
Multiple entrances. It's as if they want to make it easy for us. And yes, the sewage system could
be our way out.

MAGO: (intrigued)
A way out, you say?
ADAM: (explaining)
If we can get inside the casino discreetly, we'll need an escape route that doesn't lead us straight
to security. The sewage system might be our best bet.
The group exchanged nods of agreement. The plan was taking shape, and the pieces were falling
into place. Las Vegas might be a city of bright lights and bigger dreams, but for this crew, it was
a puzzle waiting to be solved.
[Showdown in Sin City]
The tension in the room hung thick as Logan's voice crackled through the phone speaker. Adam,
with steely determination, stared at the device, his past catching up with him.
LOGAN: (menacing)
You can't hide from me forever, Adam.
ADAM: (defiant)
And you can't hide from your betrayal, Logan. You've become a traitor to your own principles.
Their words exchanged like verbal bullets, cutting through the air with the weight of their shared
history.
LOGAN: (accusing)
You're the one who betrayed your country, Adam. Don't try to play the moral high ground here.
But Adam had a proposition, a gamble that could change everything. He leaned in and spoke,
determination in his voice.
ADAM: (firm)
Meet me at the S-tier casino, Logan. Just you and me, no one else.
There was a moment of silence, broken only by the distant sounds of the bustling Las Vegas
strip.
LOGAN: (reluctant)
Fine. But this is your last chance, Adam.
Adam hung up the phone, his eyes meeting those of his crew. They were a tight-knit unit, ready
to follow him into the heart of danger.
ADAM: (addressing the crew)

Roles are assigned. Shafi, you’ll be the driver. Plant those explosives and get ready for our
signal. Mago, Bryant, John and Dani, get inside the casino, do whatever you must.
The crew knew the risks, but they also knew that this was their one shot at the heist of a lifetime.
As they prepared to step into the neon-lit world of the S-tier casino, the stakes couldn't be higher,
and the countdown to the ultimate showdown had begun.
[The Calm Before the Storm]
Morning broke over the dazzling city of Las Vegas, and the heist crew gathered for one final
huddle before the audacious operation. The iconic melody of "Eye of the Tiger" pumped through
the speakers, infusing the air with a palpable sense of determination.
ADAM: (inspiring)
This is it, everyone. We've trained for this, we've planned for this, and we've come too far to turn
back now. Remember, we're not just stealing wealth; we're taking back what's rightfully ours.
Bryant, standing shoulder to shoulder with Adam, chimed in, his voice unwavering.
BRYANT: (resolute)
We are the underdogs, the ones who defy the odds. In a world where the powerful exploit the
weak, we stand for something more. This heist isn't just about money; it's about justice.
The crew absorbed their leaders' words, and a collective fire burned within them. As they broke
the huddle, a sense of purpose guided their every step.
With the sun climbing higher in the sky, breakfast was a quick affair. The crew suited up, their
attire meticulously chosen to mimic the casino's security personnel. Each piece of equipment was
checked and rechecked, and nerves buzzed in anticipation.
Shafi, with a bag of explosives slung over his shoulder, glanced at the crew, ready to carry out
his crucial role. Meanwhile, Adam remained in his everyday attire, looking every bit the
high-stakes gambler he appeared to be.
With a final nod, the crew dispersed, moving like shadows in the early morning light. Shafi took
his position to plant the explosives, while Adam, resolute and focused, took his first step into the
glittering heart of the S-tier casino. The countdown to their daring heist had officially begun.
[The Calm Before the Storm]
Morning broke over the dazzling city of Las Vegas, and the heist crew gathered for one final
huddle before the audacious operation. The iconic melody of "Eye of the Tiger" pumped through
the speakers, infusing the air with a palpable sense of determination.
ADAM: (inspiring)
This is it, everyone. We've trained for this, we've planned for this, and we've come too far to turn
back now. Remember, we're not just stealing wealth; we're taking back what's rightfully ours.
Bryant, standing shoulder to shoulder with Adam, chimed in, his voice unwavering.
BRYANT: (resolute)
We are the underdogs, the ones who defy the odds. In a world where the powerful exploit the
weak, we stand for something more. This heist isn't just about money; it's about justice.
The crew absorbed their leaders' words, and a collective fire burned within them. As they broke
the huddle, a sense of purpose guided their every step.
With the sun climbing higher in the sky, breakfast was a quick affair. The crew suited up, their
attire meticulously chosen to mimic the casino's security personnel. Each piece of equipment was
checked and rechecked, and nerves buzzed in anticipation.
Shafi, with a bag of explosives slung over his shoulder, glanced at the crew, ready to carry out
his crucial role. Meanwhile, Adam remained in his everyday attire, looking every bit the
high-stakes gambler he appeared to be.
As the day transitioned to night, the crew sprung into action. Shafi guided them through the
labyrinthine sewage system, and soon, they were beneath the very casino they aimed to infiltrate.
With a determined nod, Shafi prepared to plant the explosives that would pave the way for
Mago, Bryant, John, and Daniel to gain entry to the casino's hidden underbelly. Simultaneously,
Adam, unfazed by the upcoming rendezvous with his former ally, Logan, strode purposefully
towards the casino's entrance.
The countdown to their daring heist had officially begun, and the stage was set for a night of
high-stakes risks and unimaginable rewards.
[Infiltration and Confrontation]
As the crew members entered the casino, their hearts raced in sync with the relentless sounds of
slot machines, music, and the ceaseless chatter of gamblers. Bryant, Mago, John, and Daniel
moved with the precision of a well-coordinated team, their disguises blending seamlessly with
the casino's security personnel. They navigated the labyrinthine second floor, avoiding the
watchful eyes of the guards.
Suddenly, their cover was blown as a security panel detected their intrusion. A gunfight erupted,
filling the air with the sharp staccato of gunfire. The crew members displayed a remarkable blend
of precision and grit as they fought their way forward.
Meanwhile, in another corner of the city, the FBI's finest – Keshav, Dean, and Doug – loaded
their weapons with an air of confidence. They regarded the heist crew's abilities with disdain,
convinced that they were nothing more than amateurs. A tinge of arrogance colored their
expressions as they prepared to confront the intruders. After all, they were agents of the FBI, and
this was just another operation for them.
Back at the casino, tension hung heavy in the air as Adam met with Logan, his former ally turned
adversary. The two men exchanged a terse handshake, their eyes locking in a battle of wills.
Logan, ever the strategist, attempted to shift the focus away from the impending heist.
LOGAN: (calmly)
Adam, how about a friendly game of Texas Hold'em on the third floor? A little distraction before
we continue our conversation.
Adam considered the offer, knowing that every moment counted in their intricate dance of deceit
and strategy. Yet, he also knew that this opportunity might offer valuable insights into Logan's
intentions.
The high-stakes world of poker beckoned, but beneath the surface, the stakes were much higher
than the cards they held in their hands.
[A High-Stakes Confrontation]
In the heart of the casino, the heist crew had fought their way through security personnel, leaving
a room strewn with unconscious guards. With the vault room just one door away, tension was at
its peak. Keshav, realizing that their operation had gone south, opened fire, targeting the crew.
His bullets found their mark, knocking Daniel out of the equation.
Mago, reacting with lightning speed, eliminated Doug, leaving only Keshav and Dean to stand
against Bryant, John, and Mago.
Meanwhile, on the third floor, Logan and Adam had entered a poker game like no other. The bets
had escalated to an eye-popping $10,000,000 each, turning a simple game into a battle of
financial titans. The pot had grown to an astonishing $120,000,000. The first flop revealed an
Ace of heart, 8 and 4 both with clubs.
Logan and Adam stared each other down, their gazes locked in a battle of wills. In the midst of
this high-stakes poker game, a flashback took them both back in time.
[Flashback: Vegas Banter]
In this memory, Logan and Adam had spent a wild day in Vegas, losing money in the casinos,
bantering with each other about their aspirations. They talked about how, someday, they would
rule their respective domains—the FBI and the CIA. The dream of wielding power had been
their shared vision.

Back to the present day, the tension in the room was palpable as the turn revealed a Q with
hearts. Both Logan and Adam maintained their composure, refusing to flinch. The room seemed
to hold its breath as the poker game unfolded.
[The Battle Continues]
Amidst the relentless battle between Dean and Keshav on one side and Bryant, Mago, and John
on the other, tensions in the casino reached an all-time high. Dean's precision eliminated John,
leaving only two heist crew members against their formidable adversaries.
Back at the poker table, the stakes had escalated to an astounding $300,000,000, making it one of
the most high-stakes games in Vegas history. The room had fallen silent as spectators watched in
awe.
One by one, the other players had folded, recognizing that this game had spiraled into a battle of
titans. The chips piled high, and the room seemed to hold its breath as Logan and Adam locked
eyes in an intense staredown. The fourth card is revealed to be a Jack with hearts.
In this pivotal moment, the fate of the heist, the crew, and their mission hung in the balance, all
dependent on the outcome of this high-stakes poker game between two former comrades turned
adversaries.
[The Ultimate Showdown]
As the tension in the casino reached its peak, the final card, the Queen of Heart, was dealt,
completing the community cards on the poker table. The room held its breath as Logan called for
an all-in bet, and without hesitation, Adam matched the wager, pushing every last chip into the
middle.
The stakes had never been higher, and the suspense was palpable. Every eye in the room was
fixed on the two men locked in this high-stakes showdown. The future of the heist crew, the heist
itself, and the fate of the amassed wealth hung in the balance.
Simultaneously, in another corner of the casino, the battle between Bryant and Dean had reached
its climax. Both had expended their ammunition and were left with no choice but to engage in a
fierce fistfight. It was a brutal struggle between two formidable adversaries, each fighting for
their lives and their respective causes.
The outcome of these intense showdowns would shape the course of events for everyone
involved, leading to an exhilarating climax in the heart of Las Vegas.
[The Winning Hand]

With bated breath, the final moment had come. Adam, his heart pounding, slowly revealed his
cards, laying them out on the poker table for all to see. His expression remained composed, but
his eyes glittered with intensity.
Logan, on the other side, revealed his cards. He had a pair of aces , which was a great hand but
nothing compared to what Adam held.
As Adam unveiled his hand, the tension reached its peak. The crowd watched in stunned silence
as he revealed a straight flush—10, Jack, Queen, King, and Ace of hearts—a near unbeatable
hand in the world of poker.
The room erupted into a mix of gasps, cheers, and exclamations of disbelief. Adam had done it;
he had outplayed Logan in a game that held the fate of their respective worlds in the balance.
With a calm and victorious smile, Adam raked in the massive pot of $300,000,000, securing the
heist crew's financial future and, in turn, their hopes of pulling off the audacious heist.
Across the casino floor, Bryant and Dean's fierce fistfight came to an end, both men battered and
bruised. Their battle had been fierce, but ultimately Bryant prevailed, standing as the victor in
this brutal clash of wills.

The stage was set for the heist crew to regroup and move forward with their daring plan, armed
with the knowledge that they now possessed both the means and the motivation to take on the
S-tier casino, as well as the formidable forces that opposed them.
[The Heist and the Getaway]
As the poker room cleared in the wake of the intense showdown between Logan and Adam, a
sudden eruption of gunfire shattered the brief silence. Logan, unwilling to accept defeat, drew a
concealed handgun and opened fire. Bullets whizzed through the air, and chaos ensued.
The rest of the heist crew, sensing trouble, quickly exited the room, leaving only Adam and
Logan locked in a deadly standoff. The two men exchanged shots, taking cover behind whatever
they could find in the room—a roulette table, a chandelier, and even the remnants of the poker
table.
Outside the poker room, Bryant had successfully breached the vault, revealing a treasure trove of
wealth that exceeded even his wildest expectations. It was a moment of both awe and realization.
They were on the cusp of an extraordinary heist, but they needed assistance to secure their haul.
Bryant quickly contacted Shafi, who was still in communication with the team. He explained the
dire situation and the urgency of the moment. Shafi, undeterred by the chaos and gunfire in the
poker room, agreed to help Bryant transport the incredible fortune that lay before him.
With a plan in place, Bryant and Shafi worked diligently, filling bags and containers with an
astounding amount of gold and cash, all while Logan and Adam continued their intense shootout
nearby.
As the heist crew worked systematically, they were inadvertently bankrupting the S-tier casino,
its vaults steadily being emptied of their immeasurable wealth.
The minutes ticked by, each one bringing the crew closer to their goal of financial liberation. The
world outside remained oblivious to the audacious heist taking place within the walls of the
opulent casino.
The heist was in full swing, and there was no turning back now. The fate of the crew and their
staggering prize hung in the balance, and the line between triumph and disaster grew
increasingly thin.
In the dimly lit poker room, Adam and Logan grappled with each other, their fists flying as the
tension in the room reached its zenith. Their struggle mirrored a training session from their past,
a flashback to a time when they had sparred with the knowledge that one day they might be on
opposing sides.
In the present day, Logan's determination and the sheer weight of his convictions gave him the
upper hand. He taunted Adam, saying that he should have remained loyal to what he perceived as
the "winning side."

But as they continued their fierce and exhausting battle, Adam refused to submit. He had his own
beliefs, his own motivations. The fight between them was a clash of principles and loyalties, and
neither man was willing to concede defeat.
Amid the chaos and uncertainty, Logan couldn't help but boast that he always came out on top,
that no one ever truly defeated him. It was a reflection of his unyielding determination and
relentless pursuit of his goals, even in the face of seemingly insurmountable odds.
The outcome of their struggle remained uncertain, a testament to the unpredictable nature of the
heist and the unbreakable wills of the men locked in this desperate confrontation.
As Logan prepared to deliver the final blow to Adam, a gunshot echoed through the room,
catching everyone by surprise. Logan fell to the ground, eliminated. The shooter's identity was
soon revealed to be Dean, the man who had once been Adam's adversary.
Adam, still reeling from the intensity of the confrontation, was visibly confused. He couldn't
comprehend why Dean had saved him at this critical moment.
Dean, with a steely resolve in his eyes, approached Adam and explained himself. He mentioned
the debt he owed to Adam for saving his life during the tumultuous events in Colombia. It was a
debt he now considered repaid.

However, Adam remained skeptical, unsure if Dean would turn on him next. Dean,
understanding Adam's concerns, assured him that he had grown disillusioned with the corruptive
forces at play within the FBI and was willing to go rogue to distance himself from that darkness.
Their unexpected alliance forged in the heat of battle, Adam and Dean now stood together, their
paths irrevocably altered by the choices they had made. The consequences of their actions were
yet to be seen, but one thing was certain: they were united in their determination to break free
from the corrupt forces that had shaped their lives for so long.
Shafi skillfully maneuvered the getaway vehicle through the bustling streets of Las Vegas, his
eyes darting between the rearview mirror and the road ahead. In the passenger seat, Bryant was
visibly tense, his thoughts racing as they awaited Adam's arrival.
As they sat there, watching the casino's entrance, Bryant's confusion deepened when he spotted
Adam stepping out of the building. To his astonishment, Dean was by Adam's side.
Bryant's jaw clenched, and his fists tightened as a surge of anger coursed through him. He
couldn't understand why Adam had brought Dean along after their heated confrontation not long
ago. He turned to Shafi, frustration evident in his voice.
"Shafi," Bryant began, his tone incredulous, "Why the hell is Dean with Adam? Dean tried to kill
me!"
Shafi glanced at Bryant, then back at the approaching duo. He understood the tension in the air
and knew that things were far from simple in this group.
"We should wait and see what's happening," Shafi replied cautiously, his focus returning to the
task at hand. "Let's not jump to conclusions just yet. Adam's decisions might have a reason."
Bryant leaned back in his seat, a mixture of anger, confusion, and apprehension swirling within
him. As they watched Adam and Dean approach the vehicle, he couldn't help but wonder what
this unexpected turn of events would mean for their already complicated heist plan.
The heist crew had successfully escaped the chaos they'd created inside the casino, and they
gathered at a safe spot in Vegas, their faces reflecting a mixture of exhaustion, adrenaline, and
uncertainty. They knew they had to regroup and discuss their next steps.
As they huddled together, Bryant turned to Adam with a perplexed expression. "Adam, you've
got some explaining to do. We thought Dean was our enemy back there in Colombia."
Adam nodded, his eyes filled with determination. "I understand your confusion, but Dean has
been working with us from the start. He's been my inside man in the FBI."
The crew exchanged surprised glances, trying to absorb this unexpected revelation. Bryant spoke
up, his voice filled with disbelief. "You mean to tell us that Dean was playing both sides? How is
that even possible?"

Dean stepped forward, looking somewhat sheepish but resolute. "It wasn't easy, but I managed to
maintain my cover in the FBI while secretly assisting our heist crew. I've been in contact with
Adam throughout the operation, feeding false information to the FBI and ensuring our success."
Bryant's initial anger began to subside as he realized the significance of Dean's role. "So, what
happened to Logan?"
Dean sighed, his expression heavy. "Logan... I had to eliminate him. It was the only way to
protect our mission and keep the FBI off our backs. I made it look like an accident."
The crew fell silent, understanding the gravity of the situation. Shafi finally spoke, his tone
serious. "Alright, if Dean's with us, then we've gained a valuable asset. But we can't let our guard
down. The FBI will be even more determined to catch us now."
Adam agreed. "Shafi's right. We need to proceed with caution. Our next move is crucial, and we
need to stay one step ahead of the FBI."
With Dean now firmly on their side, the heist crew began to plan their next steps. The revelation
added a new layer of complexity to their operation, but it also gave them a valuable ally with
inside knowledge of the FBI's tactics. As they discussed their strategy, the crew knew that their
daring heist in Las Vegas was far from over.

The heist crew found themselves at a crossroads, uncertain about their next move. Dean, Shafi,
and Bryant exchanged puzzled glances, their minds racing with possibilities. They had just
pulled off an audacious heist, but the aftermath left them in a state of confusion.
Dean broke the silence, voicing the collective concern. "So, what's our next step? We've got the
loot, but we're still vulnerable here in Vegas."
Shafi nodded, his eyes reflecting the same uncertainty. "Yeah, and we can't stay here for long.
The FBI will be closing in on us."
Bryant shared their apprehension, his gaze shifting between his comrades. "We need a plan, but
I'm not sure where to go from here."
It was then that Adam, the mastermind behind their operation, stepped forward with a
determined look in his eyes. "Gentlemen, I've got an idea. Let's go to Madrid."
The others turned to Adam, their confusion giving way to curiosity. Dean was the first to inquire,
"Madrid? What's in Madrid?"
Adam grinned, a glint of excitement in his eyes. "Madrid is where we can truly enjoy the fruits
of our labor. It's a city of vibrant nightlife, hidden treasures, and countless opportunities for those
who know where to look. Plus, there's a certain soccer team there I've always wanted to see."
Shafi raised an eyebrow, starting to catch on. "So, you're saying we take our newfound wealth to
Madrid and live it up?"
Adam nodded, his confidence unwavering. "Exactly. We've earned it, and Madrid is the perfect
place to celebrate our success. We'll lay low for a while, enjoy the city's pleasures, and when the
time is right, we'll make our next move."
As the crew contemplated Adam's proposal, the idea of a new beginning in the vibrant streets of
Madrid began to take shape in their minds. The uncertainty of the future was replaced with a
sense of adventure, and they felt a renewed sense of camaraderie.
With newfound determination, they left Las Vegas behind and embarked on a journey to Madrid,
where the allure of the unknown awaited them. As they set their sights on the horizon, the screen
faded to black, and the credits began to roll, marking the end of their daring escapade and the
beginning of a new chapter in their lives.
As the credits rolled on the thrilling heist story, a new scene unfolded, shifting the focus to a
different group of individuals. This time, the spotlight was on four young actors: Tommy, Taha,
Chloe, and Jeremy. They were gathered in a cozy, dimly lit bar, the atmosphere brimming with
excitement and anticipation.
Tommy, the charismatic and outgoing member of the group, raised his glass and proposed a
toast. "To 'The Drunk Club,' our ticket to stardom!"

The others clinked their glasses together, their faces beaming with enthusiasm. Chloe, the
vivacious and energetic actress, chimed in, "This movie is going to be a game-changer for us, I
can feel it!"
Jeremy, the quiet and introspective actor, nodded in agreement. "It's a unique concept, and I think
it's going to resonate with college audiences."
Taha, known for his impeccable comedic timing, couldn't help but crack a joke. "Well, if nothing
else, we'll at least have some epic on-screen drinking stories to tell."
Laughter filled the bar as they shared a moment of camaraderie. They were a tight-knit group,
each bringing their own talents and personalities to the table. "The Drunk Club" was a
college-themed movie that promised to be a wild ride, filled with humor, friendship, and
unforgettable adventures.
As they continued to chat and celebrate their upcoming project, the scene ended with a sense of
excitement and anticipation for the journey ahead. These young actors were ready to take on
their roles and make a splash in the world of cinema, and they couldn't wait to see where their
newfound success would take them.

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INTRO NARRATION

[Fade into a somber, sepia-toned scene]

the human capacity for love and survival.

long, chilling shadow.

[The scene transitions to stark black-and-white footage of World War II]

symbol of resistance against the forces of cruelty and oppression.

of the human heart to persevere, even in the face of unimaginable evil.

This is his story.

[Opening credits roll]

Viewer discretion is advised.

INT. MIAMI HIGH-RISE APARTMENT - MORNING

precision, he starts his daily routine.

INT. APARTMENT GYM - MORNING

battleground where the body is honed into a weapon.

INT. APARTMENT LIVING ROOM - MORNING

suit, and his demeanor is sharp and analytical.

man of secrets in a city of shadows.

EXT. MIAMI NIGHTCLUB - NIGHT

navigates the sea of revelers with ease, blending in effortlessly.

INT. MIAMI - CITYSCAPE - DAY

gateway to the Americas.

reality blurs into a dazzling mosaic of ambition and excess.

buildings standing as symbols of a bygone era of extravagance and charm.

where money is the currency of both ambition and vice.

for all to see.

nightlife that never sleeps.

thrives on the allure of the extraordinary.

tempts all who dare to dream.

opportunities, hidden secrets, and a world where anything is possible.

embraces life in all its vibrant, unapologetic shades of pink.

Adam nods, his expression steely, as he reviews the mission details.

INT. UNDERGROUND TUNNEL - SYRIA - NIGHT

Their mission: is to intercept a high-value target and gather critical intelligence.

Adam, his face determined, briefs the team on their objectives.

They exchange nods, knowing the high stakes involved.

NARRATOR (ADAM) (V.O.)

NARRATOR (ADAM) (V.O.)

Adaptation was our strength. In this ever-changing battleground, we thrived on unpredictability.

NARRATOR (ADAM) (V.O.)

NARRATOR (ADAM) (V.O.)

success in the heart of Syria's turmoil.

Adam, your record is exemplary. Your dedication to the agency is unquestionable.

Adam nods, a glimmer of anticipation in his eyes.

Thank you, sir. I've given my all to the CIA.

why I can't give you the promotion you desire.

Adam's hope falters, replaced by confusion.

Sir, I thought my connections were an asset.

Director Carter sighs, his gaze unwavering.

INT. MIAMI BEACH - NIGHT

gazes at the horizon, his decision clear.

INT. MIAMI NIGHTCLUB - NIGHT

Adam can't help but be drawn to him.

NARRATOR (ADAM) (V.O.)

an aura of untapped potential.

Their eyes meet, and an unspoken understanding passes between them.

(raising his voice over the music)

Quite a night, isn't it?

NARRATOR (ADAM) (V.O.)

Adam's interest deepens, his curiosity piqued.

Change, you say? What do you have in mind?

concept. We want to carve our path and define our dreams.

Adam's eyes gleam with a mischievous glint as he leans closer.

You're not suggesting we do something audacious, are you? Like... a heist?