REAL LIFE HEIST

  A truth that's told with bad intent beats all the lies you can invent.― William Blake, Auguries of Innocence

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           I GOT SENTENCED to five years confinement in the United States Bureau Prisons to be followed by five years of Supervised Probation for violation of 18 USC 3536 Bank Fraud.  I plead to two counts, and four counts were dismissed as part of a plea agreement, but the cantankerous old judge ordered restitution on all six counts. When I walked out of the courtroom, I told the dumpster attorney that,

  “He can't-do that, order restitution to counts dismissed.” 

I don’t know how I knew that, but I did. 

“I know,”

the hapless lawyer said, 

“But if I go tell him that he's liable to give you the Max on both counts.” 

He was probably right.

             Took me two hours to find Hughey v. United States, 495 U. S. 411 (1990), just Shepadizeing the Statute. Dude was caught with 84 different credit cards and five separate identification, and they did the same thing to him; ordered restitution to counts dismissed. "Held: A restitution award is authorized only for the loss caused by the specific conduct that is the basis of the offense of conviction. @Pp. 495 U. S. 415-422.  That means you only pay restitution to the counts you were convicted of, not counts dismissed in the Plea Agreement, just like I told him.

       A PHOTOCOPY OF the United States Supreme Court’s decision attached thereto, my simple three-page pro-se (without counsel) Motion to Correct an Illegal Sentence or Rule 35 Motion it’s called, I fucked them out of a couple million dollars with the swipe of the pen. The US Attorney’s Office previously conceded and joined the motion but started backpedaling at Sentencing when they realized the Two Counts I was convicted of amounted to less than $2,800, and I had just snookered them out of over two million dollars, AGAIN! The judge asked me if I had anything to say before he granted my Pro-se Motion as previously unopposed. I told them when I swiped all that money I didn’t plan on paying it back. I seen him scribble something furiously on his desk and look down at me over his reading glasses with a look on his face like he wanted to personally administer the Lethal Drug Cocktail to me under the newly enacted Federal Death Penalty Act, and I thought I saw his face turn Beet Red and a puff of smoke coming out of his ears...

      I WAS THE HEAD LAW CLERK at FCI SEAGOVILLE, TEXAS, when I won this motion and I accidentally on purpose, left a dozen copies of the Order Granting my Pro-se Motion in the copy machine, and even though I didn't have any codefendant's, my two million dollars Real Life Heist was upwards of Twenty Million by the end of the week, after David had taken on Goliath and single-handedly wrangled a cash settlement and a reduced sentence. And there were exactly a dozen eyewitnesses.  It was then that the line of Men waiting to see me starting to get long.

      Copyright 2014 by Mark Anthony Given

 All Rights Reserved 28 USC 1746, Invoking 90 Stat. 2541 and

Article 2(4) of the Berne Convention for the Protection
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2:34 PM 3/8/2015

Split Deposit, An Original Screenplay By Mark Anthony Given, Vol. I, No. II

EXT. HOTEL ENTRANCE. EXT

Mark is seen getting out of a new car with paper license plates leaves his car by the entrance still running and goes straight to the lobby.

MARK

Michael Weeks, reservation please, checking in

DESK CLERK

Just a moment please.

(pause)

Room 119 here we are sir. Have a nice stay with us.

INT.  HOTEL ROOM. NIGHT.

Large, expansive hotel on ground floor fancing the back of a bank and direct view into the drive thru bank tellers. Mark is seen coming out of the shower as the room service arrives, he instructs them to place items on table and signs the clip board and drops it on the bed and turns away picking up a five dollar bill from the desk top and gives it to the person who leaves.  Most of the food is eaten, beds a wreck, bottle of pain pills on the counter between the large double beds. One bed remains untouched. Mark is seen looking thru the curtains at the teller window across the way. In underwear and t-shirt he is seen getting up on the counter in the bathroom and gently removing the corner of a drop ceiling tile and reaches up and brings down a clean brown paper bag, replaces the tile and drops back down on the floor and dumps its contents out onto the messed up bed and jumps in the bed cross legs to examine the items.

Mark is seen jumping out of the bed after putting a joint in the ash tray and begins straitening up all his things which look like someone who knows how to travel. Organizes his shoes, items on the counter, jumps up the check his hair in the mirror, does a little shadow boxing and jumps back in the bed, cross legged he begins looking at the items anew.

Bobby Blue Bland, I Just Got to Know soundtrack.

We see are protagonist cross legged in the bed he empties a smaller paper bag (no finger prints) onto the bed reveals a ½ inch of 20 dollar bills in a single rubber band. The next envelope contains fine brand new check books, multi colored, all smelling of money.  A third bag contains a small bag of pot and rolling paper. Mark opens his leather case and five checks fall onto the bed. Mark grabs one and jumps up and turns the volume down and the TV to a station with snow and is seen taping the check to the screen and then takes a blank piece of white copy paper over the check and is seen copying the signature projected thru the TV screen. In his underwear smoking a joint with his headphones on, a large portable air cleaner at both ends of the room. At intervals we see Mark jumping around watching TV on his own TV, several different sporting events, and girls wrestling, with Mark practicing each of the signatures and making out numerous checks which are all divided in the phone books at the page of that bank. Five stacks of five checks each in five different banks. Mark is seen practicing his greeting the bank tellers in the bathroom mirror with a big open smile.  Practicing how the ledger looks with different suits on, different sunglasses.

INT. HOTEL ROOM .NIGHT.

The room is immaculate, looks like he just checked in with his cloths neatly organized, bath towel’s at the ready, only the bathroom light on with the door slightly cracked provides little light as Mark is seen reaching for the phone.

MARK

4 am Wake up please.19 right.

Right. Thank you

In the large bed that had never been disturbed we see are principle up close with a slight smile on his face.

EXT. HOTEL ROOM .AM.

We see Mark dressed to the Nines, sitting  at the table by the door, everything’s in the car outside the door idling, his feet up on the other chair, his shirt out to keep it perfectly crisp, he sits reading Gideon’s Bible at Psalms 19 with the door open with housekeeping cart and the interstate nearby.

EXT.  DOWNTOWN JACKSON, MS. DAY.

We see Mark pull into a underground parking garage which turns out to be a another bank drive thru. We witness the entire transaction until Mark is seen pulling out of the underground garage into the mid-morning traffic where we see banks on every corner.

INT. BANK LOBBY. DAY.

Mark is seen at the teller window with a stern middle aged, grey haired women.

MARK

Isn’t there something you can check?

TELLER

Alright hold on.

The teller is seen looking at the computer and then goes into a back room and comes right back out without making eye contact. She returns to Mark and is seen counting out the money and then walks over to the computer on the back counter and begins fanning the keyboard with the money.

MARK

Is there something wrong?

TELLER

No. The computer is hot; it will be just a minute.

Mark is seen looking around concerned.

MARK

Yeah, just deposit that, I got to go.

TELLER

It’ll be just a second?

EXT. BANK .DAY.

Mark is seen leaving the bank quickly but not urgent. We follow Mark thru the parking lot, into the next business parking lot, cuts thru parking lot into the next street over we begin to hear police sirens in the background as Mark disappears around the corner and is seen removing clothing items.

EXT. MID-CITY-NEW ORLEANS.DAY.

From a distance we see a young man without shirt, black shorts and black running shoes and head phones. Looking like many in the upscale neighborhood. As the jogger appears we see it is Mark with sunglasses, smiling he runs right past us. Hot and sweaty we notice for the first time how seriously rock hard he, we feel him go by but noticeably absent of draft. Light sweat, breathing thru his nose we follow him a half a block where he quickly stops and without looking around we see him bend down and pick up a set of keys next to the tree in the plants. The tree lined street is lined with upscale cars as we approach we can’t see thru the tinted windows, we hear the car purr to life and quietly disappear into traffic.

Split Deposit, An Original Screenplay By Mark Anthony Given

Split Deposit, an Original Screenplay by Mark Anthony Given

      Split Deposit where the customer presenting an endorsed check receives part of the amount    being deposited in cash. Split deposits are a major source of teller errors and potential fraud in customer statements. -ABA

EXT. BANK PARKING LOT DAY

From a normal mid afternoon workday we focus on the drive up teller area, then a particular car,  we see Mark in a luxury automobile with expensive suit and tie, haircut, stuffing 5 to 7 checks into the teller tube and close the lid after throwing the pen in with it. We hear the bank automated vacuum carrier as Mark close the window, adjust the radio and the air conditioner then sits back and as the classical music plays awhile and then  SWOOSH…..stop! Mark is seen rolling down the window, he removes the container turning the lid and dumping the 10 one hundred dollar bills into a leather folder on the passenger seat which contains about ten times as much cash.  As he is returning the containers we hear: “Thank you Mr.Ingold, have a nice day”

Mark

You wanna blow me later?

Speaker

Excuse me?

Mark

I said I gotta go will see ya later

EXT. BANK PARKING LOT. DAY

We see Mark pulling out of the drive thru at a high rate of speed with the top coming down and the stereo blasting tunes, into traffic, burns rubber and halls ass out of sight.

INT. AUTOMOBILE. DAY

From inside the luxury automobile we see Mark now cruising down the interstate, the suns going down he acrosses the Biloxi Mississippi back Bay Bridge and the entire southern view of the Gulf Coast and casino strips, comes into view. Mark checks his watch and the rear view mirror. (OLD MAN, Neil Young, Live at Mosey Hall-19-11 Soundtrack)

EXT.  DOWNTOWN CARMEL, CA. DAY.

We pan what passes for a busy downtown intersection, we come to a rest just as a new luxury car door opens a hip dressed Mark appears with expensive shades, he locks the door, adjust his leather folder under his arm and turns up the sidewalk and then a flight of stairs and into the largest bank on the far corner. From inside the largest bank lobby you even seen, at the far end the bright sunshine, contrasted with the hushed, marble floors we zoom in from nearly three fourths of the huge bank. Mark enters and walks a third of the way in and stops at a writing island and begins filling out something while never once looking right nor left. Totally absorbed on himself and his affairs. He  grabs a small brochure and heads for the tellers. The place is almost empty and Mark passes in front of a teller window with two pretty young Mexican-American girls are side by side smiling at Mark, having just finished doing something.

MARK

Hi, Wow, is it nice in here….it’s just so big.

From over Marks shoulder facing the girls we see mark slide five checks onto the counter top.

MARK

Let me make sure I signed all of these

(pause)

Teller

You want 1000 dollars back is that right Mr. MR. BALLS?

MARK

Yes

TELLER

May I see some ID please?

MARK

I am sorry, I don’t have it, I left it in my office…isn’t there something else you can check?

TELLER

Yes, let me see….

Mark busies himself making a notation on his legal pad in the ledger.

TELLER

Mr.Balls, the account was opened in 1953, how old are you..

Without a beat, Mark leans in the window to the two girls.

MARK

My wife is quite a bit older than I am….

They both smile and start counting out cash at the counter….

INT. BANK LOBBYY. DAY

Metairie, Louisiana busy commercial area, mid week, old white private security guard with huge side arm,        looks around nervously. MARK is seen coming into the bank, all the teller lines are two to four people and MARK joins in line behind an old lady. The camera behind MARK sees over his shoulder behind the counter. The far wall is mostly glass looking out into the drive up teller area. Mark is seen sliding five or six checks, out of his leather ledger onto the counter with a deposit slip already made out. The old woman only glances at them.

Teller

You want 1000 dollars cash back?

MARK

Please

TELLER

May I see you ID?

MARK

I’m sorry, I left it in my office, isn’t there something you can check?

The teller is seen going to a table with a huge green ledgers in and flips thru a paper or two and comes right back.

Teller

Will hundreds be fine?

Mark

Please

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