can i be of some assistance?
all he wants to do is peek in your bag. i'll watch he doesn't take anything.
that looks like fifty thousand dollars from here.
listen, jackie, hope you don't mind if i call you jackie. they're a bunch of fuckin' pricks in customs. something about that job makes them kinda hard to get along with. now, do you want to talk with a bunch of suspicious, disagreeable people like them, or a couple good-hearted guys like mark and myself.
you got a good lawyer?
ever heard of a fella named beaumont livingston?
don't know beaumont? that's funny 'cause beaumont knows you. well he did know you, beaumont was found in the trunk of a car - dead. shot twice. once in the head and once in the chest.
i had the chance to talk to beaumont yesterday. you see, like you, beaumont found himself in some hot water. he was looking at ten years he was pretty sure he didn't want to do and was understandably concerned. now maybe you don't know beaumont, but beaumont knew you, and maybe so does the guy who blew beaumont's head off.
you know, ol' beaumont wasn't much for talkin', either. yeah, he told us about you and mr. walker, but whoever the hell it was he worked for out here, he wouldn't say. could it be the same person you were supposed to deliver this money to?
i'll count the money.
oh, miss brown?
and what would this be, sweet and low?
i know what it looks like.
it isn't enough for trafficking, but how 'bout posession with the intent to distribute?
well then, miss brown. why don't you have a seat and tell us who might know something about this fuckin' shit.
hey, jackie.
well just be a minute.
what's going on?
she sound scared?
what's she want?
what's she willing to give us?
she knows it's my case?
thanks for waiting, jackie. now tell me, what can we do for you?
we can look into that.
you know what we want.
oh, so now you know him?
no shit. you know how he makes hi money?
you ever see him sell guns?
then how do you know he sells guns?
how can you help us?
we gotta stop meeting this way.
this is a.t.f. agent ray nicolet, jackie brown, ordell robbie money exchange trial run. it's three p.m., july 4th 1997. the location is the parking structure at lax.
i'm recording this.
every step of this goes in my report. i am now taking a manila envelope from the subject's flight bag.
the envelope contains currency.  all the same denomination, one-hundred- dollar bills. now, i'm counting it.
the envelope contains ten thousand dollars. the subject will be delivering the currency in a.
a broadway shopping bag. a large bag with handles and brown lettering.
you two meet?
you talk to him?
his full name is louis gara. he just got out from serving four years in susanville.
bank robbery? do you know what he does for ordell?
we've been following mr. gara, and he's definitely working for ordell.
they served two years together almost twenty years ago in soledad. but he doesn't live in hermosa beach. ordell's got him staying at a house in.
 compton with a fifty-six-year- old petty thief - woman named simone hawkins.
ever meet her, or they talk about her?
who's the other one?
what's her story?
and splittin' with her?
what did you say?
she told you that?
was she there?
but she mentioned beaumont by name?
well, this sounds like a lady i'd like to have a word with. so everything's set for tomorrow?
we have to stop meeting like this.
well, it's true, isn't it? after his is buttoned up we could meet someplace else. what do you think?
oh, that's taken care of. i called the state attorney's office. you were no-filed this morning in circuit court.
free as a bird. i still expect you to finish the job, though. how much do you have this time?
that's fifty thousand, huh? it doesn't look like that much.
you didn't count it?
he might have slipped some coke in here. did you check?
what? to put one of these in my pocket?
if i did, i'd have to give you one, wouldn't i? or we could take what we want. no one knows how much there is except us, right?
after all, it don't belong to nobody, right?
yeah, well, it's not a point of view that a.t.f. shares. once we make it evidence, it belongs to us. you are now officially out of trouble. don't do nothing stupid, now.
i'm glad you realize that. saves me the trouble of pointing it out to you. put this in your shopping bag. it's what i expect to find when i look in sheronda's. comprende?
you didn't tell me you were gonna do some shopping.
you didn't. i would think with all this on your mind, you'd wait till after.
but you didn't do that.
where's the bag she gave you?
you took the time to pay the saleswoman.
what did you do after that?
there was a guy with melanie?
we had our agent on you. she sees a blonde come out of the fitting room carrying a robinson's. may bag and tussle with a tough-looking white guy. the white guy takes the shopping bag and they go.
this guy with melanie, that was louis gara?
it's possible. you're saying you don't have any idea what happened to that fifty thousand?
you'd take a polygraph on it?
i sure hope you haven't done anything dumb jackie.
sure.
louis gara's dead. l.a.p.d. found him dead in a car on ninth. and we've lost ordell.
we were, and we lost him. he walked into a strip bar sometime around three thirty and never came out. the bar was on ninth, less than a mile- and-a-half from where louis was found dead. it looks like louis's friend shot him twice at point blank range.
we pick up ordell. we've got three murders we can link him to. we have the storage unit where he keeps his guns, by tomorrow we'll have a search warrant to go in and get him. and we have you.
what about you?
i have no evidence of your taking anything. you didn't pay for your snazzy new suit with marked bills; i was glad to see that. you've been helping us out, you gave us melanie and louis. melanie had a packet of marked bills stuffed in her shorts when they found her, which goes a long way backing up your story.
i'll settle for ordell with the marked bills.
if you have something else going on you haven't told me about, it's between you and ordell. all i gotta say is, you better hope we find him before he finds you.