We would need a ton of luck, and maybe half that weight in dynamite and guns and such.
We took some photographs, hiding behind the tall grass on the knoll. You had never stolen a thing, but I wasn't going in alone, so I told you to grow some stones.
They were staring at the clock when the bank blew up.
It didn't happen over night, weeks of planning, a couple conflicts of interest. Nothing that a few hundred dollars couldn't solve. We'd be in the money soon enough anyways.
Keep bleeding, its a great distraction. Lock and load, time for action.
Hell, if we pull this off, we'll be living easy, maybe even acquire a little fame. Honey, I've got one in the chamber because danger is my middle name.