"(Whispering) Safe-lueep the treasure." "I know you'll keep your word, baby." "Safe-keep the treasure for my boy." "Keep safe...treasure...my boy." "A fucking arrow!" "A fucking arrow in the middle of a fucking desert!" "It's a nihilist's dream me true." "It's a hell of a pla to die." "It's a hell of a wayto die." "It was goddamned perfect." "Shut up!" "You want a swig of this whiskey before I pull the arrow?" "It's my destiny to die fight here with a fucking arrow sticking outta me." "With any luck The Gent and Comanche will die laughing." "Guess I'm gonna live another day." "(Gasps)" "You got that right." "Aw, hell!" "Aarghl" "(Screams)" "Fuck, he's gotta bum!" "Come on!" "Hey." "Hey!" "Hey!" "Aarghl" "This might be the best dust I've ever seen." "Pistol, I've been up to my ass in dust plemy of times but... this kinda dust is like a supreme kinda dust." "It's like been sent from some other planet, it's like I just wanna live in dust now for the rest of my life." "Shut the fuck up!" "(Laughs)" "Where's Comanche?" "He's over there takin' a piss." "He doesn't wanna gel any dust on his dick." "When we ride, move him up to my leﬂ." "Your name is Bix?" "Forget Bix." "From now on, you're known as Comanche." "(Woman) 'Had lhey really nailed everyone responsible for St Louie's death?" "' thought Pfslolero." "Sony..." "my finger got stuck." "Next time, share a little." "The Six-Six-Sixers - they're back." "Something is rotten in the stale of Pislolero." "(Gmnting) Motherfucker!" "So I we cut off their heads, take 'em with us." "I say we just take a few pinkies and ll it a day." "Hows about we take their stash, torch the trailer and get the fuck outta here?" "Why don't you put a smile on your fa?" "Let some sun shine in." "Life is good." "You're having a bad hair day." "Ask Comanche to take a little off the top." "(Coughs) Thanks for that." "Danhe schfin for the second-hand smoke." "You got right on the edge there." "Closer than a hair on a gnafs ass." "What, on the verge of the brink?" "Yeah." "Readin' the situation ctly fight is how me I'm the pres." "Hey, Comanch, listen." "Pisiolero wanted me to pass on some important information to you." "There's a job opening at Supercuts, about two and a half miles up the road." "Those motherfuckers had it min'." " Louie really was a fuckin' saint." " Yeah." "I'm gonna keep cuttin' up any motherfucker that had anything to do with him dyin'." "Trigger." "Named your bike after a horse." "Exactly how old is Trigger in horse-bike years?" "Er... she's younger than the woman I saw you with in that bar in Reno last week." "I gotta tell you, she's less horsey-lookin' too." "(Laughs)" "Pislolero wants you on his leﬂ." "Speechless, eh?" "The left, huh?" "I never seen anybody move up so fast before." "I'll do my best to remember that." "Anything you want to gel off your chest, anything you want to talk about, just think of us as a supporl 9l'0llP" " Well, golly, gee..." "Thanks!" " (Both laugh)" "Let's gel the fuck out of this molherfuckin' hellholel" "Bob The Bum." "We...are...financially solvent." "Bob The Bum, ifs good to be financially solvent." "Can we talk?" " Can we talk?" "You wanna talk?" " Yeah, ifs kinda important." " Now?" " Ifs kinda like real fuckin' important." "Can't it wail a uple of hours, you bum?" "We'll talk in about a month and a half." "(Cherokee) It was America's bicentennial, andforJohnny, StLoule andEddle Zero, rebellion was sﬂll In the air:" "Sonny!" "Thethree Vl'ctorshada!" "I'Iﬂ'ebuslness with The Deuce and Bﬂfy I/I/Ings." "It was the beginning ofbad blood" "Wanna fuck?" "Trust me, after I give you the bad news, you ain't gonna wanna fuck...aver again." "Fuck me good one more time before you never wanna fuck again." "I'm the messenger of misery, baby." "Let's fuck first and then I'll deliver my miserable message." "Let's fuck right here." "I've never fucked right here before." "Fuck me good right here, baby." "If you don't fuck me right now, you are going straight to Hell." "Baby, I'm already in Hell." "Apparently, I made a reservation this morning." "Did you make a reservation for two?" "Tt's a very strict dress code in Hell." "You just n't waltz into Hell." " There's a doorman outside..." " Baby..." "Mm..." "I was built for Hell." "I'm your devil babe." "Mm, I'm your very own personal Hellcat." "Hellhole." "(Gasps) om" "Mm, baby, you're good" "Oh!" "Mm..." "Baby." "Y°ll're bad." "Gimme the info." "Can I ask you something first?" "Go ahead." "Just what kind of fuckin' president are you?" "Everybody wants you assassinated." "Maybe you don't belong in the presidential suiie." "I'm better than the CIA." "Better than the internet, better than the Enquirer." "I'm better than all of them put together." "I've gathered more intelligen than anyone you've ever met." "I'm better than Deep Throat." "Gimme the fuckin' info." "OK." "The Six-Six-Sixers are reforming in the Cily of Angels." "The Deu and Billy Wings are back with a vengean." "(Coughing)" "Always pay your debts to Billy Wings." "Late last night, a message was sent to all hell raisers." "It said " "The Deu would like life a lot better if he was living in Viclors territory." "Gimme something new, will you?" "This whole Deu business has something to do with 1976 something to do with that Cherokee Kisum woman." "That's all I wanted to hear." "Now we fuck." "Gel much outta Opium yet?" "Yeah, ifs all red in there." "Blood Alley." "Whatta you got so far?" "How much n you live with?" "I n stomach anything I gotta stomach." "Speed and Machete are tied to The Deu." "Were." "Thefre finilao." "Goody-Two Shoes just lied in." "Now, Speed and the Six-Six-Sixers, they set up the St Louie crack buy with Opium." "Six-Six-Sixers are definitely ming at us." "Deu and Billy Wings are min'." "Meet me tomorrow in Tun, Dani's lnfemo, 3pm." "You got that?" "Igol it." "How much did The Deu pay you to set up St Louie?" "Stand up." "I'm sorry." "Please." "Right from the start I treated you like a son." "Oh, well, family isn't everything." "No, no, no!" "(sniffs)" "Where's The Deu, Doc?" "Where's Pislolero?" "I guess I'm just a fuck-up, Billy." "L 911868 you are." "I guess I won't be needin' your servi any more." "You're off the payroll, Doc." " Hello Gigi." " Hey." "Tell Yvonne that the Victors are gonna seize the VIP table." "Bring over some beer." "Well, if our beer don't kill you, it'll sure males you piss stronger." "' (Laughter)" " I 90!" "the cowboy" "Come on, bitch." "Hi, Gent." "How many of these fuckin' homy little devils you bangin' anyway, man?" " Yvonne, you snuck up on me!" " Aw!" "Gentlemen, this is Yvonne." "The future Mrs Gent." "We won't be shopping for fumilure any time soon." "What happened?" "You introduced Gigi as the future Mrs Gent last month." "(Laughter)" "I forgot." "To the next Mrs Gent." "(Laughs) Oh, and when you're done, me to my oﬂi - we're having a private pally." "I'm fuckin' there, right now!" " These guys are animals." " Why do we gotta wall?" "You're out!" "I say that you're out!" "Hey!" "Pislolero kept his word." "He made a vowto the three Bs - bikes, beer and booty." "We uid be rich, man, you know?" "I'm talkin' about four Bs - bikes, beer, booty and big bucks, man!" "That's actually fuckin' five Bs right there." "Listen, there's a lotta dough to be had out there." "All light, The Deu, the Six-Six-Sixers, they're the fuckin' future." "Pislolero, he's ousted." "All I know is I'd battle Satan for Pistol." " A little fuckin' redundant, don't you think?" " Fuck you." "Fuck you!" " Fuck me?" " Hey, fuck both of you." "Man, I'm headed in there right now and fuckin' wrestling with those bitches." " Hey!" " (Shouting)" "Well, fuck him, if I have to help, I have to help rescue the blood." "(Shouting)" "(Whistle)" "Come on in." " Oh, man, shill" " Yeah!" "Hey, where's all them oily pussies at anyway, man?" "(All laugh)" "The oily bird gels the worm." "Meet me in Tun tomorrow at six o'clock." "Dani's lnfemo." "Ladies are not welme pl on Ladies Night." "We gotta sit down with the Sixers." "Well..." "the fuckin' Sixers ain't here." "This better not be one long fuckin' ride for nolhin', man." "Well, I gotta take a piss." "Where's your head?" "Well, the ladies room is closed pl for Ladies Night." "(unzips)" "(Laughs)" "Now you got a .38 pointed at your head." "You gimme your lours, you little pisser, or there's gonna be one unviclorious Victor." "What are you gonna do with these eight other little piseers when I don't?" "Well, I'm gonna..." "I'm gonna wine 'em and dine 'em." "I'm gonna show 'em Paris." "(Laughs)" "You oughtta see how I'm gonna buy them off." "(Laughs)" "You know you have to apt the fact that, er..." "the brotherhood of bikers is bullshit." "The three Bs - bikers, brotherhood, bullshit." "Do you ever do anything but yak you half-wilted, piss-poor shilwit nilwit?" "Take us to the fuckin' Sixers." "Sure thing, man." "Come on, no problems." "How long have you had that bike?" "Sin 1976." "Follow me if you n." "He's fuckin' with us, man." "Relax." "I know this desert like the back of my hand." "You just keep me in sight." "This guys a fuckin' clown." "Listen to me, when we catch that old motherfucker, let's whack that Injun motherfucker too." "We don't need him no more." "I know whose side I'm on" " The Deu." "Fuckin' paselic by me." "I'm with you, man." "The Deu, the Six-Six-Sixers, Billy Wings!" "Ladies shouldn't ride Indians..." "pl on Ladies Night." "Now..." "Put your balls on I, let's gel some info out of him first, before we send him to the Happy Hunting Ground." "I hope you got insuran, old man." "Be I, sonny boy" "Greetings from Pislolerol" "(Machine-gun fire)" "(Laughs)" "Ah!" "No one said nolhin' to me about nobody pissing' on my boots, and I'm gonna tell Johnny Pissed-Off that I'm lots more pissed-off than him!" "Comanche, meet Eddie Zero." " OK, son, me on - (Laughs)" "Now, gimme a hand with this," "I got things to go and pla to do." "Come on." "Perfect." "Don't say that." "The day that it's perfect..." "is your last day on earth." "Hell is gonna gel a hell of a lot worse from this point on." "I think I finally found Cherokee Kisum's boy." "The ones who killed Cherokee Kisum, killed St Louie loo." "Yah I" "(Gnmh)" " The Gent." " That's me." "Pislolero would like to chat with you and Comanche." "Well, thanks for the latest breaking news there, Wolf Blitzer." "Dani's lnfemo at six o'clock, and slay off the main highways, the Sixers are cmisin' around." "Listen, ifs dangerous as hell out here." "How are you doin' weaponry-wise?" "What are you, some kind of bike to bike salesman?" "I'm Eddie Zero, man." "I thought Eddie Zero got killed in a big rig crash in '86." "Shit, I wish!" "Well, tell Pietolero that I need to have a chat with him before the other chat, about this asshole habit of him nling shit from me." "Tell him your fuckin' self, man." "MY PllS8Ys on fire." "Your thoughtfulness has given me the burning bush." "Glad to have the Fire Marshall arrive on the scene." "Extinguish the fire, Mr Fire Chief." "How about we get that fire hose out?" "Fire drill." "Mm!" "Fireplug me." "First, the Fire Chief takes a ride into the desert, then I put out the fire." " What kind of fire department is this?" " Fire resistant." "Fire retardant, if you ask me." "You ain't the only fire truck in town, and, you know, maybe I got fire insuran." "That kinda talk won't gel you anywhere with me, I'm fireproof." "Did you bring the peyote?" "I got some thinkin' to do." "Here's a little reading material." "(Whistles)" "That's a lot of trees, baby." "666 pages." "Maybe when I gel back, your fire boy might just do a little professional fire-eating." "Now you're talking, Mr Fire Boy." "(Woman laughs)" "I know you'll keep your word, baby." "Safe-keep the treasure for my boy." "Portable Pistolerol (Laughs)" "Your asshole behaviour looks good all written down." "It's existential but sexy." "It's sexislential." "(Laughs)" "And ifs not just the peyote talking." "Let's get the fireworks started." "I gotta be movin' on." " Mm." " It's done!" "Finilaol" "Do whatever you want with it when I'm dead." "It's your annuily." "I want you to drop those pants, sit back, relax, and watch my tongue fight fire with fire." "Can we have a little fireside chat after you're done tonguing me?" "How about we have the little fireside chat while I'm tonguing you?" "Kill two birds with one tongue." "Are you 86ing me?" "You're not a pussy eater." "You never ale my pussy, not on, Why, all of a sudden?" "Nobody dumps me." "I'm the one that does the 86ingl" "Aarghl" "You fuckin' need to get that Cherokee Kisum outta your gut, on and for all!" " Yahl" " Ohl Jesus!" "(Laughs)" "Pula madre." "Bury me near St Louie at the ctus ﬂower." "Safe-keep the treasure for the boy." "(Screams)" "Can I gel you anything, Deu?" "No." "No." "You must be The Gent." "(Both laugh)" "What tipped you Off - the outfit?" "I'm known as Dani around these parts." "I'm a friend of Pisloleros." " Is that a fact?" " Mm-hm." "Kind of a dangerous thing to be nowadays, isn't it?" "What's your pleasure?" " Booze-wise." " What's your nationalily?" "Bom in the US of A." "I'm part Irish, part Italian, part Arapaho." "I'm an lrishian-ho." "(Both laugh)" "I must say, God bless Ameri." "God damn it, I'll have an Amerin beer." "You got it." "What a untry." "(Laughs)" "Thank you." "What shall we drink to?" "Christopher Columbus." " To Amerigo Vespucci." " (Boﬂles clink) l-lgyl Why'd you ﬂy the p?" "That wasn't part of the fuckin' plan!" "We were supposed to talk to Pislolero together aﬂer...he got done fuckin'." "Be a whole lot easier to explain if you didn't have that gun pointed at my fa." "My life used to be a bike and booty epic." "Because of you and Pislolero, ifs tumed into a goddamn whopper of a chopper opera." "Well, if you'd like, I uid tum your life into an operelta." "(Laughs)" "Why'd you hit me with that bottle?" "How many of these do you got?" "Just one... and I just used it up." "Yes, you did, son." "Over a beer." " What d'you got?" " What d'you want?" "Around here..." " ..we drink..." "Amerin beer." " Ahhl" "Aarghl" "Amerin it is then." "(Gnmh)" "Mm..." "I wanna make a suggestion where you n slick all your slicks." " Nobody's gonna slop you." " What the fuck!" " (Glass breaks)" " Implementing a plan to save the day?" "All you were doing is mooing around llecling girls' phone numbers." "(Crashing)" "(Dani gasps)" "Go 888'!" "" "Apache uprising." "Medicine woman saved my life after she almost killed me." " Beer?" " Yeah." "All right." "Which asshole are you betting' on?" "I'm bettin' you're a bigger asshole than the two of them put together." " I'll drink to that." " (Laughs) To the president of assholes." "It took me years to figure out if you were a good guy or a bad guy." "Is that a good thing or a bad thing?" "It's how me I'm the pres?" "I'm gonna kill the two of you, as soon as you wear yourselves out a little bit more." "Rope-a-dopes" "You know, my life used to be.." "one long biker party." "All the pussy was wide open and the whiskey was ﬂowing." "Now it seems my life has tumed into some kind of a...cycle symphony." "A symphony in 666 movements." "A 66600 cycle symphony with no interm." "Shut the fuck up!" "What the hell were you two assholes thinkin'?" "Dani, n I be alone with my two assholes?" "No Victor does any business without getting the go-ahead from me first." "You told us to never ever bother you when you were fucking." "I had everything covered." "Infiltratorsl Rats!" "Benedict Amolds up the ass!" "I had us covered!" "You had you covered!" "God damn it, I me the day that I became a Victor and I me the day that I brought Bix in." "You didn't bring Bix in - he suckered you into introducing him to me." "Nobody likes to be...sucl\1eredl" "Hey..." "Go easy on him." " I actually felt that one." " Good." "We got some serious hell-fightin' to do with Billy Wings." "In or out?" "I don't know." "Go either way." "Which way is it gonna be?" "Eenle, nlfme, mlnle, mo." "Iml" "Good." "I'm holdin' two a." "I'm holdin' two a and one Deu." "I'm holdin' one Deu at the Inn Six offofRoule 66." "I had it covered." "I had it all fuckin' covered." "I want you to meet me at Inn Six, Route 66, tomorrow morning at 6am." " Think you n remember that?" " Are you gonna tell me six more times?" "A child of six uid remember that." "(Rock music plays)" "Hey, what do those while wings mean?" "They're for licking' virgin pussy." "Red wings - for licking' a bleedin' pussy." "See that?" "Blue and yellow wings for licking a policewoman." "Blue and yellow on brown wings - they're for licking' a policewoman's asshole." "Green wings for licking' a pussy with crabs." "And purple wings - they're for licking a dead pussy." "See that?" "Pill-poppin', cunt-eatin', dope-smoki n' , motherfucker." "But, you know...in a good way." "Gel outta here!" "Come here." "Comanche, I want you to meet Maria." "Hello." "Ah!" "Who the hell are you and what the fuck is your story?" "I'm just a guy named Comanche." "A Victor named Comanche - that's my story." "D'you know anything about a hey?" "No." "Tell me about it." "Ahhl" "D'you know anything about a safe deposit box?" "No." "Tell me about it." "Ah!" "(Clicks gun)" "Ever heard of Cherokee Kisum?" "I knew a Cherokee Indian woman on." "The Deu did too, from way back." "When they weren't busy leading' the sexual revolution, they were busy producing' acid." "They made a fortune in the LSD market, then he." "The only problem was, she was fucking over The Deu while she was fucking him, and let me tell you somelhin', she slashed away one hell of a mint." "On July 4th, 1976, she went up in ﬂames." "She had a boy." "No one ever saw that boy ever again." "How do I know for sure that you're you?" "Stand up." "(Dog barking)" "Hi, Deu, how are you?" "Hello, Johnny." "It's been many a moon." "(Bangs door)" "Mm-hm." "Thank you for the suite, Johnny." "You know, hope I'm not being unreasonable, but, no mint on the pillow again last night." "No pillow, in fact." "You know, Johnny, mint hoarding is not good for business." "The hey to a good business relationship is everybody's happy." "I'm not happy, Johnny." "That's..." "that's a very ni suit." "Yeah, well, it used to be, before I was shanghaied two nights ago." "I thought you got killed by a big rig back in '86." "I ain't happy, Johnny." "Well, who is, Deu?" "Tell me if it's none of my business, but" "I heard you did a lot of travelling all these years." "That's very true." "Seein' Ameri, building an empire." "It was right around..." "the summer of '76, I think, when you...you kind of 86'd yourself from the Six-Six-Sixers." "You know, Johnny... motorcycles are big business - big business." "I mean, books, magazines, clothing..." "cuslomising shops." "So big that I finally had to give up riding bikes, so I uid...nntrate on my motorcycle business." "I travelled all over the United Stat - the Keystone State, the Treasure State, the Show Me State, setting up businesses." "(Whistles)" "I decided to me back here because because I had some unfinished business." "Boy!" "eh;" "I tell you, I I don't know nothin' about the Keystone State, the Treasure State or the Show Me State - I don't know." "My business has always been just kinda minding' my own business." "So how is business?" "It's business as usual." "Good." "Then, n we gel down to business?" "Let's cut a deal." "Hows this?" "I get the Sixers off your back and off of The Gent's back and...you give me whatever you feel I'm entitled to for servi rendered and everybody's happy" "The three hey points to this deal being that..." "I get deposited back in LA, with my entitlement and you and The Gent gel to die old men." "Those'd be the three hey points in this deal." "I've had enough of you." "Cut out the double talk." "He doesn't know anything about a safe deposit box or a luoy." "KW?" "What..." "What, what, what hay are you talking about?" "The hey that Cherokee Kisum had made." "Who's Cherokee Kisum?" "Huh?" "Cherokee Kisum was the young woman you kept mpany with." "No." "The young woman who was set on fire on July 4th, 1976." " Deul" " She's gotta bum." "Hm." "No, Johnny," "I..." "I'm sorry, I don't have any recollection of any of this." "It was quite a long time ago." "Can you recollect setting St Louie on fire a uple of nights ago?" "Huh." "Deu, I swear, Pistolero never said a fuckin' thing about any safe deposit box!" "No, Johnny, no memory of it at all, but then..." "I ain't no Marcel Proust." "You got any proof of all this?" "Do I need fuckin' proof?" "Well, you must need somelhin', or I'd be dead already, wouldn't I?" "The only reason you're not dead is before I kill you," "I wanted to ask Sonny Kisum if he'd like to cut off your head before I do it." "Hell, yes." "(Clicks gun)" "Ahhl" "I waited all these years to kill him with you." "We still got business with Billy Wings." "Partners in crime, right?" "I had Eddie Zero tryin' to track down Sonny Kisum for years." "Maybe you would've found Sonny Kisum..." "if your tracker wasn't a 24/7 hash-head." "Nah." "No, in my opinion, you don't find Sonny Kisum till Sonny Kisum wants to be found." "I was just about to say that." "Cherokee Kisum was one wild as hell woman." "A good woman but wild." "I gave her my word.." "...If anything happened to her I'd safe-keep the treasure for her boy." "Is it being kept safer than the safe-keeping of Cherokee Kisum was?" "She wasn't lookin' to me for safe-keeping." "I never knew what happened the day she died, and uldn't find anyone who did." "Il was a 36 rat, diamond-studded solid gold fiddle." "(Blows in bottle)" "Look, I'm an owl." "(Blows in bottle)" "(Laughs)" "(Laughter)" "Gel outta here!" "In the basket." "Ain't that Pietolero one malevolent motherfucker?" "Follow me to Pislolero, if you n stomach it." "Well, now, the way I see it I only got close to that treasure on before and I ain't gonna let that motherfucker fuck it up again this time." "Let's ride." "(Engine splutters)" "Go home." "It'll all amount to nolhin'." "Pislolero's min' here." "Don't fuck up." "I need him alive." "Aarghl" "Ah!" "Hey, Piker Biker!" "(Grqans)" "(Grqans)" "(Gasps)" "Purple wings." "Can you two stomach which dead pussy eamed me my purple wings?" "Oh!" "(Chokes)" "(Coughs and chokes)" "There ain't nothing you n do to me I n't stomach." "You ain't seen nclthin' yet." "(Gunshﬂl)" "(Yells in pain)" "(Yfills)" "(Chokes)" "(Billy) Ho-ha!" "(Grqans)" "(Billy yells in pain)" "Aarghl" "(Billy laughs)" "(Laughs)" "(Laughs)" "Give Comanche the two hays you're holdin'." "Let him safe-keep 'em for a while." "Give Comanche the two hays you're holdin'." "Let him safe-keep 'em for a while, God damn ill" "Take a peek at St Louie, see if he's resling' in pea." "Look for the ctus ﬂower." "You know, you should lighten up on yourself." "When you fuck with The Deu, you're gonna gel bumed by The Deu." "I met her before she met The Deu." "I first met her in 1969 through Eddie Zero." "Shewas 16, I was 14." "Think about that one." "(Rock music on r stereo)" "(Music Stops)" "Hey!" " You OK?" " Nada?" " Yes, sir." " Did you bring myjackal?" "Mm-hm." "Everything OK?" "Yeah." "So, how me we've never met before?" " I'm Eddie." " I know, Eddie." "D'you ever gel tired of faking' your own death?" "(Laughs) "'°"° Y°" not a joint?" "Sure do." "Baby!" "Hey, Kemo Sabe, just how much was in that box for us from the Cherokee woman?" "Us?" "Us, yeah, like you and me us, yeah." "I knew it would me to this - us." "Well, I don't want nolhin' from it." "I'm only curious to know how much is in there." "You're just curious, but you don't want nolhin' from it." "No, I don't." "It's none of our business what's in the box." "So, what you're saying is..." "that the booty in the ...that I've already said that I don't want nolhin' from, is none of my business?" "(Spade hits metal)" "So, let me get this straight - the box and the booty that's in it which I already said that I don't want nolhin' of... is none of my business?" "Butt out of the booty business, in other words." "Well, you're being downright unfriendly now." "Where's the h that Bob The Bum was holding when he got his throat slit?" "Oh, I'm holdin' onto that." "I'm I\1eepin' it safe, that's my destiny, and maybe that's none of your business." "No, I think it's my business to have light in my hand light now." "Listen, I don't wanna have to kill you." "I want you to hand over Bob The Bum's h right now." "Where do you wanna kill me - here?" "You wanna kill me between the eyes?" "Right between the eyes, yeah" "Go ahead, go ahead, put it right between my fuckin' eyes." " (T he Gent laughs)" " Come on." " (Laughs)" " You n do it." "Come on." "Ah... (Fires gun)" "I was untin' on you to do somelhin' to slop this whole fuckin' ridiculous thing." "What the hell made you think you uid unt on me?" "What got into your fuckin' brain?" "Because I love you." "Aw, hell!" "(Laughs)" "You did good, Sonny." "I think I'm gonna ll you son from now on," "Sonny's eating up way too much fuckin' time."