A veteran thief recruits a younger crook to help him pull off one final job in order to repay his debt to the Russian mob.

Keith Ripley: Some people were born to compose music. Others to split the atom. I was born to steal shit.
Keith Ripley: What the fuck are you doing?
Gabriel Martin: Improvising.
[First Line]
[In Flemish with subtitles]
Joost: The Russians think they own the world now.
[Last Line]
Gabriel Martin: I wanted to... I want to know. Was it all lies?
Alexandra Korolenko: Not the part that matters...
[last lines]
Gabriel Martin: I want to know, was it all lies?
Alexandra Korolenko: Not the part that matters.
Gabriel Martin: It was true.
Alexandra Korolenko: [giggles]
Gabriel Martin: That was real. That was real, finally.
Lt. Weber: Where the hell's my man?
Keith Ripley: Lieutenant... your personal life, none of my business.