My name's Cain Vincent Dyer, and I robbed over 100 banks between 1999 and 2001. This is how crime works. For anyone out there that is watching this and you think you're going to go commit bank robberies the way I did or I'm telling you in here, you are going to find yourself in jail. Leave bank robbery alone. So, one of the things
that I would do initially when I walk into a bank is walk in and go straight
to the merchant teller. Because I always knew
that the merchant teller would more than likely have
the most amount of currency. We've watched so many movies
where people are like, "Hey, put your hands in the air!" I think people naturally go
to do that when they hear, "Hey, this is a robbery!" The reasoning for me asking
them to put their hands down or telling them to put their hands down is because you didn't want
someone walking past the bank and seeing someone standing in a bank with their hands up or
laying on the floor. So it was always just, "Put your head down,
keep looking forward." That way, if someone
did walk into the bank, they wouldn't even really
realize what was going on until they were already in it. And what that would kind of do is it would let me read the
temperature of the room. It would let me see if the people were either very compliant or very slow to move or if they seem nervous and scared. Then I would kind of tailor how I would express myself after that, trying to be more calming. And, unfortunately, if things were moving kind of slower, I would probably be a
little bit more aggressive to the overall crowd. Checking the temperature,
doing that one teller, that one merchant teller, I knew if I decided
not to go in the vault, that I would still have a reasonable outcome for the payday. That merchant teller
along with the manager is the person I would
have walk me into a vault. And like I said, if they were just a little
too afraid or anything, then there were times where
I wouldn't go into the vault. Typically, I picked banks that were close to merchants. That way, I knew that that bank would more than likely be the banker for all those merchants that were there. And that would mean that that bank would more than likely
have more cash on hand. The other thing was it
always had to be a bank that was relatively close to multiple interstates. And one of the other things
was how the bank was set up. Were there multiple ways that I could enter or exit? Like, casing the bank would consist of me watching the employees. And I would always watch to see who looked like they
were in the most control. So, sometimes, I'd case a bank for a day, for a day and a half, and then go. That's if it was a bigger bank. And I would watch the flow. I'd watch the timing of the flow, I'd watch the pickup. I took probably, I don't know, a few weeks, a month off, and just taught myself
everything about banks. At that time, got in a hole of all different
types of bank manuals, employee manuals, employee
guides, everything. Safes, lock safes, time vaults. During my bank robberies, as far as attire would go, I would just always try and fit in in whatever element was present. It was always pretty much
just dressing down, you know, jeans, a jacket, trying
not to stand out too much. I definitely used the Krazy Glue to protect my fingertips and my palms. I would always wear a pair of glasses, always a baseball cap, and that seemed to cover enough. The mascara would be, basically, it depended where I was. If I was in a place where
there are more ethnic people, I would typically do a beard. If I was in a place where
there were less ethnic people, I would more so sometimes
go in clean-shaven or a really light shave. I would actually look
at weather conditions. Because, of course, in an area where it's going to be
raining or overcast, you can layer more. If it was sunny outside, there are a lot more people out, so there's probably more chances for me even to blend in. On a rainy day, though
you get to bundle up, you still get to know that there
aren't a lot of people out. So people are going to
probably be looking at you. In certain cities, you had to account for different times that I would be going into a bank and not getting stuck
in a rush-hour traffic. Though there were banks that I absolutely would
do it at rush hour, just because it would take
longer for law enforcement to get to me if there
was a lot of traffic out. So, we've seen in movies that cops have this response time of about three to five minutes. And that's pretty accurate. That is not just Hollywood. So I would park across the street or in some direction where I wasn't alone, standing out by myself, my car wasn't the only one. And I always used a car that would fit in. Something that was really typical, that you would just see a lot of. What I would always try and do is make sure that wherever I was parked, that it would not be in view of anyone that would be standing in a bank or immediately outside of a bank. So I always gave myself enough space to get away and then kind of disappear. So, when exiting a bank, once I felt I was out of sight, I would turn a corner or something, then I would trot a little bit further once I wasn't in front of a bank trotting. As soon as I'm in my car and my mascara's off, I turn on my radio, roll down my windows, take off my hat, and I'm singing. I've got music on. Cops pass me. I'm looking at them,
they're looking at me, because what they're actually looking for is the guy that's not looking at them. Listen, when a bunch
of cops roll past you, or even firetrucks, what do we all do? We all look. So the one guy they're looking for is the guy who won't
look at them. [laughs] As they're driving to it, they're looking to see if anybody's trying to ignore them, typically. How I would end up checking for dye packs is different depending on
what type of money I took. If it was just the merchant teller, then of course that money is loose. Even though it's in
stacks, it's still loose. So what I would do is
once I got all my mascara and things off and I was
set and ready to drive, I would literally put a
bag of money next to me and go through it, and then throw that money on the floor. I would get back to my stakeout, and I would go through all the money, taking my clothes, making
sure they were burned, putting my fingers in solution so I could get the Krazy Glue off. I would hide the money in several different places, but to be a little bit more specific, there was this one place that I had opened up the floor of it. I don't know, at one point there had to be just millions of dollars in this floor. There were a couple of times I actually put money
in, like, a bank vault. In, like, a safety deposit box. Wouldn't that've been
ironic, had it gotten ... had there been a bank robbery
and it'd gotten stolen, huh? The way I ended up
getting into bank robbery, a very, very close person to me, a relative, a sibling had gotten involved with a criminal organization. There was just no way he was
going to get around this debt. You know, it would have been
a matter of life or death. Had this debt not been
paid, taken care of, the person would have lost their life. Those first set of banks, that paid off that debt. Those six, though, were
a lot less preparation and more desperation. Initially, I felt bank robbery was this victimless crime. I thought it would just be
a better crime to commit. I felt like I was taking
from an institution versus a person, which
I wouldn't have done. My first bank, I was literally
just looking for any bank. I was going down the freeway and actually had to use the restroom. So I pull off the freeway. It was at this Calabasas exit. I pulled in there to go to the restroom. I ended up parking, and right in front of me were two banks. There was a Chase and
there was a Wells Fargo. And I sat there for a time period trying to determine
which one I should go in, just watching the flow of people. Had this baseball cap and stuff, and I kind of pumped myself up. Had this firearm with me, and I'm heading towards the bank. And as I get towards the
bank, two things happen. One, there is this lady who is at the bank that
seemed pregnant to me. And it was just like, "Ah, I can't go in there while
pregnant lady's in there." She gets scared and the baby's harmed, so I was like, "Whoa."
I kind of turned back. And as I went to turn back, there was this car window right there. And I look in the car
window, and I notice, "Oh, my God, I can totally see myself." Like, I can make myself out. So I went to this store that
was miles down the road. I end up getting this backpack. And I also got some mascara and some Krazy Glue to
put on my fingertips, as not to leave any fingerprints. Because I didn't want to walk
up to the bank with gloves on, which is, to me, pretty obvious. It was a sunny afternoon. There was that chord
while I was at this store that just kind of struck me like, "What if someone tries to stop me?" It made me purchase a replica, like a air gun or something like that. But it looked very, very authentic. So I purchased that
and decided to use that in the robbery instead. Realizing that I probably
needed a bigger bag, so I end up grabbing this backpack. I realized that the backpack
had these double zippers that I could partially
open that would make it like a perfect sack. That I would be able to put things in and still have another hand free. Hence the name, Kangaroo Bandit. When my consciousness started to awaken again, I think I can no longer hide behind the life and death, imminent danger that was there before. I know if I would have kept doing it, I would have got caught. When I decided to turn myself in, of course I let my family know first. And then, my attorney and I, we contacted the FBI. And at first they were like, "Yeah, oh, absolutely, absolutely." What I did not know at that time was someone had already
kind of given them my name. I contacted them on a Wednesday, and I plan on meeting them on a Thursday, excuse me, a Friday. And instead, they were like, "No, we're not waiting on you to come in." They did this huge raid on my home on a Thursday night. But the only way they
were able to take me in was if they found something
on that search warrant, which they weren't able to find. Before he left, though, he and I had this conversation, he being the FBI agent. So I told him, "I'm
going to take some time to go spend with my family. And then, when I'm ready, I'm going to turn myself in." And I was letting him know, "Don't worry, I'm not going to run. I'm not going to bolt, man. I'm going to keep my word. I told you I'd keep my
word and turn myself in." And I end up doing that. So when he saw me and I saw him after I had greeted my family, I actually walked up to him and we kind of embraced, we actually hugged each other. I surrendered. It was like, "OK, now I begin my life." Well, I did not understand
back in that time, the psychological tolls
that the victims suffered. The heavy cost I was having others pay to get out of the situation I was in. And so what I've done in an attempt to rectify that, or to make right, I've worked with victims. I've worked with ex-offenders. And, hopefully, any victim that suffered at my hands and because of my actions, you know, maybe they can take some comfort in knowing that today, I actually, you know, I've tried to wrong that. I didn't try, I like to think I am
righting those wrongs. Volunteered for years. For almost four years straight, I volunteered four days
a week, four hours a day to help people get their lives back. Whether it's an inmate or, excuse me, a former inmate or a victim or other people that
are moving through lives that don't have criminal aspects but just get stuck in life.
Believed to have carried out 24 but stated over 100 in the video??
Also, 475k in restitution after admitting to handling millions of dollars at a time isn't that bad really!
He didn't "come clean" out of the goodness of his heart. Someone gave him up and he decided going to prison was better than running for life. He's a
shewedshrewd guy, I'm sure he also realized he was successful and could likely turn it into some kind of consulting careerafterwordsafterwards.I enjoyed the video and hearing about his story, but it's baffling to see people treating this man as some sort of born-again saint while he turns a profit from talking about his crimes.
I understand he was in a bad place as a drug addicted veteran, but he was putting good people under extreme amounts of stress that they could be killed and the line was crossed from doing this out of desperation to doing this for the authority and power over others when he decided to rob 100 banks in two years.
He shouldn't be celebrated, he's a manipulative narcissist who had years to perfect his image and sell his story.
I wonder how much money he kept stashed away that didn't all get turned over? You'd have to assume it didn't all get given back.
This guy looks and sounds like a sleezeball. If he told me the sky was blue I'd check first.
i dont know what it says about our society that this dude is featured on an insider video, looks like he makes more money than i do, meanwhile ive been following all the rules and this guy has robbed hundreds of banks
Hate how GQ and Insider romanticise these criminals as good guys
They’re sleazy pieces of shit. Even former gangster Michael Franscese or whatever has a successful podcast and YouTube channel
I listened to a podcast from an old former gangster from the east end of London and the way he was talking like it was normal and that he was a good guy just misunderstood and making an excuse “we didn’t have money and that’s just the way it was at the time”. Does my head in
Don’t ever shoot at anyone. Don’t make stupid threats. Don’t physically harm anyone.
One of the things I learned as a banker, the FBI doesn’t really look that hard if the robbers are not violent.
I’ve worked in banks for nearly 15 years. Been a part of one robbery, near many more.
Yeah…. Fuck this guy. Just for the record, it does not give me comfort knowing that he’s giving back or however he put it.
It took me forever to get over the robbery I was in. And it was just your basic note gets passed and he leaves kind of thing. Some of my friends have legit PTSD from robberies they’ve been a part of.
One of my good friends was a part of a “hostile takeover” robbery. Those are the “everybody on the ground” type robberies. Two guys jumped on the counter with assault rifles. This was ten years ago and he still gets woken up by it some nights.
I have zero respect for bank robbers. I don’t care how much your life has changed and you’ve turned around. I’ve seen too many people I care about get a lifetime of trauma because of a ten minute encounter with these selfish pieces of human filth.