"Ottso! der's a for-tune in dat dere Bank!" Jimmy the Brush exclaimed, as he and Leftover Looie Lyman walked past it, down Fifth avenue
"So why doncha say it a little louder, ya chuckle head! I don' dink da cop on da nex' block heard ya!" Looie shot back, giving Jimmy the dagger eyes
"Awww, c'mon, cut it out, willya?! The Brush whined, not meaning to anger his bigger friend, Looie was the boss and that was Fine with him
"I got plans, fabulous plans fer dat dere bank, Brush, but First, we gotta work out a Sly way as how to Steal dat dough when the bank ain't Open" Looie smiled wryly
"O yeah? Tell me boss, gimme da Word, I'll mix up one o' my special firecracka's an we're in da Vault!"
"Fine, but we gotta time dis heist jus' right, cuz we don' want no Johnny Law happenin' about....y'see?"
"Check, only gimme a pen, I gotta Write alla dis stuff down, so's I don' fergit!"
So Looie gave Jimmy the Brush a pen and he wrote down all the specifics of getting the lock open, with minimal noise and destruction. Looie hated noise.
Afterward, Looie formulated the right time at night to Pick the Lock on the back door leading into the bank and cutting the wires to the burglar alarms. This would Save a lot of time and confusion. Yeah, Looie had it all doped out.
They got to the bank at 1am, walked around back to the service entrance, where supplies were delivered and Jimmy picked the lock and cut the alarm wires and proceeded in with Looie. The Brush set up the C-4 on the vault door, ran wire back about fifty feet, where he wired it to the plunger. Looie puch the plunger and BLOOEY!! The vault door busted open, they hurried in with some carpet bags.
"Hot diggity dirt! We done it, boss! The Brush exclaimed, as he started loading the bags with money, Looie did the same, they had four bags of dough, about half a million bucks, all told.
"Oh yeah, we got it! We got it!" Jimmy yelled, starting to walk to the back door.
"Ya mean I got it!" Looie said smiling malevolently, pulling a .38 caliber piece out of his pocket
"What da....hey Looie, waddaya doin'? What's dis nonsense?!
"It's called payback, ya punk, ya! Fer stealin' my lemon merengue pie from me mudda's house last fall....ya dink I fergot?" Looie motioned with the gun for Jimmy to get back inside, while he took the cash bags.
"Ya mean cuz I stolded dat pie, I'm gittin' da shaft?!" Jimmy wheezed
"All's fair in love, war an' pie, ya bum!" Looie chortled, as he pushed Jimmy toward the back door.
He then sapped the Brush, knocking him cold and then he called the cops, saying he caught the burglar, fleeing the scene of the crime, making a "citizen's arrest". He stashed two of the bags and gave the other two back to the cops, as they took Jimmy the Brush away, screaming that Looie was in on it, but the cops didn't buy it.
The bank paid a 100 grand reward to Looie for "recovering" the loot. By the time the bank discovered the discepancy, Looie would be in South America. Jimmy the Brush got twenty years and Looie got 350 grand, 100 grand more than he would have had if he split the money with Jimmy. Proving once again, tht there ain't no honour among thieves. Yeah, Jimmy got the"brush off", alright!