"In the great Book of John" "You were warned of the day" "When you'll be laid" "Beneath the cold clay" "The angel of death" "Will come from the sky" "And claim your poor soul" "When the time comes to die" "When the angel of death..." "TOMMY:" "Was it Dillinger got shot through the eyeball or am I thinking of somebody else?" "LARRY:" "Moe Greene got shot through the eyeball in The Godfather." "TOMMY:" "Yeah, I'm talking about in real life." "LARRY:" "Oh." "TOMMY:" "Somebody in real life got shot through the eyeball." "LARRY:" "Who was that?" "TOMMY:" "Well, no, Larry, many people in real life have got shot through the eyeball." "I'm just saying I think Dillinger was one of them." "That's really good aim." "No, that ain't really good aim." "How is that not really good aim, Tommy'?" "That's 100 fucking cops shooting 1,000 bullets a minute." "One of them's bound to go through somebody's fucking eyeball." "Oh." "Eyeball." "Eyeball, eyeball, eyeball." "You ever shoot a guy in his eyeball?" "I stabbed a guy in his ear once, ice pick, right in his fucking ear." "Yeah, see, that'd be a different subject." "That'd be "ears."" "What's the matter with you, Tommy'?" "Nothing's the matter with me." "Are you nervous because we're killing a chick?" "Yeah, look at me, I'm shaking." "I got the chick-killing shakes." "The last thing the boss says to me, he says," ""Tommy, the moment I first saw Angela's eyes, I knew it." ""I knew it was love, I knew I was fucked." "And lo and behold, I was." ""So, Tommy, the moment after you kill her," ""please, shoot her fucking eyeballs out." Those were his exact words." "I got one exact word for that." ""Overkill."" "I got two exact words for that, "Hear, hear."" "I got three exact words for that." ""You're damn fucking straight."" "In Cuba, the torturers used to have a device, two thin metal spikes, placed here, that they adjusted," "and slowly, millimeter by millimeter, pricked into the eyeballs." "You're kidding me?" "Those Communist motherfuckers." "Well, no, Larry." "These are the ones those Communist motherfuckers kicked out." "What is it with you today, Tommy'?" "First it's should we or shouldn't we shoot this chick through the eyeballs, and second, it's you've gone soft..." "I would have given you all of my heart" "But there's someone who's torn it apart... (PHONE BEEPS)" "Hey, Martin, it's your agent calling again." "Just wondering when we're gonna see that new screenplay of yours." "I'm not sure what the holdup is, but the old clock's ticking, buddy, so give me a call, okay?" "(GROANS)" "The first cut is the deepest" "Baby, I know..." "I" "(SIGHS)" "(KNOCKING ON DOOR)" "Hiya, Kaya." "Martin's writing today, Billy." "Should I just stand outside like a dick, then?" "You doing yoga?" "Was." "Can I watch?" "(DOOR SLAMS) (swans)" "What happened to you?" "I got in a fight at my audition." "Who with this time?" "The director guy." "KAYA:" "He broke his nose." "MARTY:" "How are you ever gonna get a job, Billy, if you break the director guy's nose before you even got the part?" "I didn't mean to break his nose." "His nose was just in the middle of where I was punching." "I'm going to work." "Are you pissed at me for something, baby?" "Why would I be pissed at you, Marty?" "Because you're a cunt." "Billy!" "(YELLS)" "MARTY:" "I don't remember doing anything to piss her off." "Don't worry about it." "She's probably pissed at you not for anything specific, more because she's a fucking bitch." "She's not a fucking bitch, Billy." "She's just got issues." "Yeah, she's got issues." "She's got "being a fucking bitch" issues." "When are you gonna get a girlfriend anyway'?" "Why do I have to do all this shit on my own'?" "Maybe I've already got a girlfriend." "A girlfriend I can't tell you anything about in the interests of your own safety." "That just means you haven't got a girlfriend." "Proof be if need proof..." "Never mind." "Huh?" "Proof be if need be." "And how's everything in the dog-kidnapping business?" "(SOFTLY) Dog-"borrowing" business." "I ain't talking about that shit neither." "Dog-borrowing business." "(DOGS BARKING)" "Well the wicked King of Clubs awoke" "And it was to his queen he turned" "His lips were laughing as they spoke" "His eyes like bullets burned" "The sun's upon a gambling day" "His queen smiled low and blissfully" "Let's make some wretched fool to pay" "Plain it was she did agree" "He send his deuce down into diamond" "His four to heart, and his trey to spade" "Three kings with their legions come" "Preparations soon were made" "They voted club the day's commander" "Gave him an army face and number" "All but the outlaw...  om (CHUCKLES)" "Big boy." "His name's Abel." "(CHUCKLES)" "(KNOCKING ON DOOR)" "Hi." "Is this your dog?" "WOMAN:" "Oh, my God!" "I have to pay you." "No, please." "I can't." "Take this." "Thank you so much." "Are you serious?" "Hey, hey." "So where do you wanna go, Hans, now that we're back in the money?" "The cancer ward, Billy, if you don't mind." "One cancer ward coming right up." "Five hundred bucks, baby." "A blonde lady with a big fat basset hound." "When you gonna get a job that ain't just stealing from folks, Hans'?" "I'm a 63-year-old, ain't worked in 20 years." "Myra, where am I gonna get a job?" "Government." "Government?" ""A job that ain't just stealing from folks"?" "Government?" "Psst!" "Eh?" "Government." "(CHUCKLES) Eh?" "Five hundred bucks for a dog." "Come on." "I'm gonna put it here, and you can take it if you want." "BILLY:" "So how's the Seven Psychopaths coming along, Marty?" "Slow, slow." "I got the title." "Just haven't been able to come up with all the psychopaths yet." "How many you got?" "One." "And he ain't really much of a psychopath." "He's more of a, kind of a Buddhist." "A Buddhist?" "Yeah." "See, I'm sick of all these stereotypical" "Hollywood murderous scumbag-type psychopath movies." "I don't want it to be one more film about guys with guns in their hands." "I want it, overall, to be about love and peace." "But it still has to be about these seven psychopaths, so this Buddhist psychopath, he doesn't believe in violence." "I don't know what the fuck he's gonna do in the movie." "Maybe he could karate chop somebody." "You know?" "So what happens to the seven psychopaths at the end?" "I don't know what happens to them at the start." "(CHUCKLES)" "Oops!" "Yeah, it'll be all right." "Hey." "Shit in my pants," "I got a psychopath fool you can write about." "Did you see this thing in the paper the other day about those two Mafia guys who got whacked?" "BILLY:" "How about this?" "There's a serial killer going around, a major whacko." "However, he ain't like your usual limp-ass serial killer, tie up a freckle-headed hitchhiker on a highway." "No, this guy, he's got a little bit more integrity." "This serial killer will only kill mid- to high-ranking members of the Italian-American organized crime syndicate." "Or the Yakuza." "That's a great fucking psychopath, Billy." "Do you think?" "A serial killer who will only kill mid- to high-ranking members of the Italian organized crime syndicate." "Or the Yakuza." "Yakuza." "I'll keep with the Mafia, saves doing Jap dialogue." "Good idea." "That's a great fucking psychopath, Billy." "Can I keep him?" "You can if you let me help write the movie with you." "You can keep him, Marty, I'm just kidding you." "MARTY:" "The daughter of a Quaker went missing." "And when she was discovered, the slit in her throat turned out to be the least of the damage done to her." "Her killer, whose name shall not be noted, could not bear the guilt and the horror, he said, and a year to the day of her death, he walked into a police station and gave himself up." "And though he asked for execution, the judge gave him life," "(CLAMORING) and the killer was sent off to Sing Sing to serve out his sentence." "Seventeen long years went by." "The killer found religion." "And was sincere about it." "He had changed." "And if he had ever been a psychopath, he was not one anymore." "This story isn't about him." "Many more years went by and the authorities finally realized that it wasn't a scam, that he did truly mean it." "That he had truly repented." "And they decided to set him free." "And he found himself a place to stay and he determined to live a simple, joyous life in the years now left to him." "(TURNING PAGE)" "(DOOR CREAKS)" "(FOOTSTEPS)" "(DOOR CLOSES)" "A simple, joyous life was not what was left to him." "This went on for 11 fucking years, till finally the killer went mad." "And one winter night, while recalling a Catholic tract he'd read, which stated that the only people guaranteed a place in Hell were not murderers, were not rapists, but were those who had died by their own hand." "The killer accepted such an idea as beautiful, for he knew that at least in Hell the Quaker would not be there." "So he cut his own throat open, and the last thing that the killer ever saw" "was the old man take out a cut-throat razor of his own, put it to his throat," "and slice." "Where were you walking him, Sharice'?" "(SHUDDERING) The La Brea Tar Pits." "Mr. Costello, please don't hurt me." "I promise, I didn't mean to lose Bonny." "I just turned around and he was gone." "If it was a genuine error, Sharice, if it wasn't your fault and he just run off, why did you run off, have us piss away 12 hours just to find your fat ass?" "You love your dog so much, Mr. Costello, and you're such an angry-type person," "I didn't think you'd listen to anything I had to say about losing Bonny." "You'd just think it was my fault and drag me back here and tie me up and kill me." "Well, yeah, that was a pretty good..." "Yeah." "Oh." "(WHIMPERS)" "Yeah." "(SCREAMS)" "(GUN CLICKS)" "(SQUEALS)" "(GUN CLICKS)" "PAULO:" "You should get a new one, boss." "I know, but I like the handle, the blue." "I'm sorry about this, Sharice." "What it is, I don't oil it." "Please, Mr. Costello, I always loved Bonny like he was my own child." "One, I do not want that image in my head." "Two, you shouldn't take advantage just because my gun got stuck by accident." "Because that's low." "(SHARICE WHIMPERS)" "There's been a bunch of dog disappearances down by the La Brea Tar Pits, I heard." "This Norwegian chick I was banging, she got her dog back." "Been missing a couple of days." "Gave the guy a big reward, then she started to think there was something fishy about it." "DENNIS:" "She asked around." "Same thing happened to three people down there." "And, I'm sorry, Dennis, when were you gonna mention this?" "I'd have mentioned it straight off if I hadn't been looking for fat-ass all night." "Dennis, could you go make some inquiries?" "Get my fucking dog back for me." "Sure, boss." "What about fatso?" "She still lost my fucking dog, man." "(SHARICE GASPING)" "(SHARICE SCREAMS)" "Just kidding, Sharice." "You can go." "You think I'm gonna see Wendy again when I go?" "We'll both see her again, baby, but not anytime too soon." "You ever worry we was wrong all those years, and there ain't no Heaven and there ain't no nothing'?" "Of course I worry, but God loves us." "I know He does." "He's just got a funny way of showing it sometimes." "Sometimes I think God's gone crazy sometimes." "Stuff He does, stuff He don't do." "Well, He's had a lot to contend with in his time, too, you know." "Bastards killed His kid, too." "Don't say "bastards," honey." "It's just a word, Myra." "It's just a word, you know." "(CHUCKLES)" "(SOFTLY) "Bastards."" "(CHUCKLES)" "Whoa, whoa, whoa" "Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah" "Although I love you so" "Oh, you don't know" "You don't know Just how I..." "You're gonna have a nice time tonight, Billy." "Relax." "He's your best friend, ain't he?" "Kaya ain't so bad. it ain't her fault she's a fucking bitch." "Must be hard coming all the way here from Australia." "Or New Zealand." "Or wherever the fuck she came from." "Hey, I'm Billy." "Billy Bickle." "What's your name?" "I didn't catch your name." "Hey." "Come again?" "Dimitri, I like that." "Where you from?" "Hey, happy birthday." "Hey, Bonny." "We'll get you back to your daddy in a day or two." "Don't be sad." "That's good." "You're not sad." "Oh, you're happy!" "Paw." "Paw." "No paw." "That's okay, too." "MARTY:" "And the last thing that the killer ever saw was the Quaker take out a cut-throat razor, put it to his own throat, and slice." "MANI Ah." "WOMAN:" "Wow." "What's up, Bickle?" "Don't you get it?" "On, I get it." "You don't look like you get it." "Maybe it ain't clear enough." "Maybe I should have had you write it with me." "Maybe you just drink too much, Marty." "What did you just say?" "MARTY:" "You're a dog kidnapper, Billy." "I'm taking advice on drinking from a dog kidnapper." "BILLY:" "I ain't a dog kidnapper, Marty." "Stop it, Martin." "Don't you fucking start." "Yeah, don't you fucking start." "Don't talk to her like that!" "You started it." "Oh." "Shut up!" "Kaya, that Quaker story," "I told Marty that story in a bar two months ago." "A friend of mine told that to me." "So there might be copyright issues, at the very least." "What are youse looking at?" "I'm gonna go, okay?" "Um..." "Thanks for..." "It was a nice party." "You look nice." "(TOILET FLUSHING)" "What you doing, honey?" "Ain't you getting undressed'?" "(SPEAKING VIETNAMESE) if I could massacre every person in this godforsaken country that helped tear apart mine, I would." "I must focus, however, on the gruesome task I have in hand." "What are you talking, baby?" "Chinese?" "Vietnamese." "Vietnamese." "Vietnamese." "Yeah, didn't we have like a big war with you guys one time?" "Yes." "It isn't over." "(COCKS GUN)" "(FOLK ROCK some PLAYING ON RADIO)" "(SIGHS)" "You and I travel to the beat of a different drum" "Oh, can't you tell by the way I run" "Every time you make eyes at me" "Whoa" "You cry..." "What am I doing at your place, Billy?" "Kaya threw you out." "(SCOFFS)" "What did Kaya throw me out for?" "You don't remember?" "(BILLY SIGHS)" "For calling her a fucking bitch in front of all of her friends." "I'd never do that." "At least not to her face." "Well, call her up and see." "Huh?" "Well, call her up and see." "(SIGHS)" "Huh?" "KAYA:" "Hello?" "Honey, listen, I can't exactly remember what happened last night." "Do the words, "My girlfriend's a fucking bitch,"" "mean anything to you?" "(DIAL TONE)" "(DOGS BARKING)" "Poodles always look like they've been crying." "Maybe they've just got dumped by their girlfriend because they've got a drinking problem, too." "I don't have a drinking problem." "I just like drinking." "Of course you do, Marty." "One, you're a writer." "Two, you're from Ireland." "It's part of your heritage." "You're fucked!" "Fuck off now, Billy!" "Seriously, just fuck off now!" "I'm not in the fucking mood!" "You were fucked from birth." "Spanish have got bullfighting." "The French got cheese." "And the Irish have got alcoholism." "And what have the Americans got'?" "Tolerance." "(SCOFFS)" "Oh." "Shoot, you're reading LA Weekly, are you?" "Huh?" "On. (STAMMERS)" "Shoot, you're reading LA Weekly, are you?" "No, no, no." "No, no, no." "No, no, no." "Shoot, did I leave any water in Bonny's bowl?" "I'd better go home and do that, and while I do, there's something I put in the LA Weekly that you should maybe read." "'Cause it's possible in the short term that you might be slightly mad at me." "What are you talking about?" "Page 163." "BILLY:" "Calling all psychopaths!" "Are you mental or deranged?" "Maybe you've recently been hospitalized, but are now okay." "Or maybe the world just doesn't understand you." "Yeah, right!" "Well, I'm writing a screenplay with my friend called the Seven Psychopaths, and if your story is crazy or quirky enough, we might use it for our movie." "So please call Billy Bickle at 310-555-01..." "DENNIS:" "Fucking asshole dog-fucker." "HANS:" "Really?" "That's nice." "HANS:" "No, no, thank you." "Are you sure?" "MAN:" "Please, really." "HANS:" "Thank you." "(CAR ENGINE STARTS)" "(HONKS HORN)" "All right, old man, get in the car." "Whoa!" "Get in the car." "Come on." "What? "What?" Get in the car, man." "Don't make me repeat myself, dog fucker." "DENNIS:" "Where do you keep the dogs?" "What dogs?" "(GRUNTS)" "To repeat, where do you keep the dogs?" "1228 Bayside." "(DOGS BARKING)" "Who are you?" "(SHUDDERS)" "I'm Billy's friend." "Well, just keep out of our way, Billy's friend." "Al, check the cages." "He ain't here!" "Where is he, old man?" "Little shih tzu, name of Bonny." "Shih tzu?" "We ain't never had a shih tzu in here." "(HANS GRUNTS)" "You don't listen too good the first time, do you, old man?" "Tell me where Bonny is, or else this guy gets it!" "On. (GASPS)" "I don't even know this guy." "What the hell do I care?" "I know where the shih tzu is." "I know where the shih tzu is." "Where is he?" "Kid, I don't know who you are or why you're here, and I don't know if you do know where this shih tzu is or if you don't know where this shih tzu is," "but either way have some pride in yourself." "Have some faith in Jesus Christ as your Lord, and don't tell these scum-sucking motherfuckers nothing." "Don't!" "Don't, I'll tell you!" "I'll tell you!" "(GASPS)" "(BANGING ON DOOR)" "Billy!" "Billy!" "Billy." "Holy fuck!" "What the hell happened'?" "Some punks jumped us." "Said they were looking for a little shih tzu." "Then some other punk killed those punks." "I've only been gone 10 fucking minutes." "Marty, are you okay?" "You looked fucked." "I just didn't need this today." "He's okay." "It's their blood." "It's his puke." "You wanna go to the bathroom, clean some of the blood and the puke off you?" "Yeah. (BREATHING HEAVILY)" "Marty's my writer friend I was telling you about." "I could smell the booze." "Where did you get this little shih tzu, Billy?" "Huh?" "I got her off some fat black chick down at The Elephants." "You think she's the one that they're after'?" "I think there's a strong possibility, Billy." "MARTY:" "So are we gonna give him his dog back'?" "That jerk's forfeited all right to having a nice dog like this." "Mmm-hmm." "Miss?" "Well, what are we gonna do?" "I think we should try and find this Jack O' Diamonds guy and get him to join forces with us." "And then we could take on all the bad guys, like maybe in the desert." "And what do you think we should do in real life?" "Well, we could sober up, Marty." "How's that grab you'?" "I think we should go to the cops." "Fuck the cops!" "Fuck them!" "Fuck them." "All right." "Jesus Christ." "There are some nice cops, aren't there'?" "He's from Ireland." "I'm gonna head to the hospital." "I said I'd be with Myra when her results come in." "No fucking cops." "No cops." "Who's Myra?" "His wife." "She's just had surgery for cancer." "And you think you've got problems." "CHARLIE:" "He ain't here, and now we don't know where this guy is or what the hell he looks like." "PAULO:" "Yeah, can we get Dennis to a hospital now, Charlie?" "Yeah, let's get him to a hospital." "And let's get on to the ASPCA and have 'em take care of these poor bastards." "Maybe we should go to the hospital with him, Charlie." "You know I don't like hospitals." "Yeah, but it's where the guy's wife is." "You know, Marty, the way you're feeling today, all depressed and alcoholic and shit?" "You know what you should do?" "Put it into your writing, man." "Use it." "Mad idea?" "Thanks, Billy, that's what I'll do." "I'll put the way I'm feeling today into my writing." "And then I'll go blow my fucking brains out." "Come on, man." "You know your writing helps alleviate your suicidal self-loathing and shit." "I don't have suicidal self-loathing and shit." "Yeah, right." "Hey, who's this chump?" "Hey, are you waiting for somebody, old guy'?" "Are you Billy Bickle?" "Uh..." "No." "Well, my name is Zachariah Rigby." "I left a message on Billy's telephone in answer to the advertisement." "For fuck's sake!" "Well, I tell you, Zachariah." "If you sounded like a nut, I probably just deleted you." "I don't think I sounded like a nut." "Were you screaming about eating my heart off a tray and then shitting on it?" "No." "No, I wouldn't do that." "Okay, you seem normal." "Come on in." "We gotta get this dog off the street because it's kidnapped from a maniac." "ZACHARIAH:" "Dandy." "BILLY:" "Testing, one-two." "Testing." "Okay." "Zach, unfortunately I gotta go play tennis with my girlfriend now, but it's Marty who'll be doing the writing anyway." "You ain't leaving me with this nut, Billy." "And you ain't got a girlfriend." "He ain't got a girlfriend." "Tennis?" "But it's voice-activated, so just start telling your kooky stuff, Zach, and see you guys soon, okay?" "Zach?" "Yeah." "All right, listen." "Why don't you just tell me whatever you wanna tell me, and I'll go make us a coffee." "How about that?" "Tea." "Huh?" "Tea." "Tea?" "Why not?" "Well, I guess" "(CLEARS THROAT) it all began back when I was 17." "'Pp" "The distant mists of time." "(STAMMERS)" "I was a little wet behind the ears back then." "I don't mind admitting it." "I was burglarizing the house of this judge down in Delacroix." "Let me tell you something, don't never burglarize the house of no judge down in Delacroix." "Because when I went down into his basement, you know what I found down there?" "I found the corpses of two negro girls down there." "And then I found a half-alive 'nother negro girl chained right along with them." "Well, the girl's name was Maggie." "She told me all about the judge and she told me what a terrible man he was, and I think I fell in love with Maggie right then and there." "And I think she did a little with me, too." "Then the judge came home." "Yeah, and he was awful angry." "We just didn't know what to do." "And what did you do?" "Well, we hung him from his neck until he was dead, and that's when Maggie and me got this idea, see'?" "What idea?" "Well, the idea that we'd go around the country killing people who go around the country killing people." "Like serial killer killing." "I guess that's what you'd call it nowadays." "Uh-huh." "(OPERA MUSIC PLAYING)" "(SCREAMING)" "(GROANS)" "(OPERA MUSIC CONTINUES)" "(CAR APPROACHES)" "Get in the house." "Get in the house!" "(GROANING)" "(YELLING)" "Maggie!" "(SCREAMING)" "ZACHARIAH: 1975 it was, she burned that hippie." "(MARTY EXHALES DEEPLY)" "I've been looking for her ever since." "There is something I'd like you to do for me, Martin." "When you use my story in your movie," "I'd like you to put a little message up there at the end." "I want you to tell her that I miss her." "And I love her." "And I should have helped her kill that hippie." "And I'm sorry." "And to call." "You think you could do that for me, Martin'?" "I'd be glad to, Zach." "Promise?" "I promise on my life." "Wow." "(CHUCKLES)" "(SNIFFLES)" "That's a big promise." "(SIGHS)" "(DOOR OPENS)" "(DOOR CLOSES)" "Can I help you?" "Oh." "Uh..." "Yeah." "I'm looking for a Polish lady." "A Mrs. Kieslowski." "She's having an operation." "(SIGHS)" "How long's that gonna take?" "I don't know." "What do you want Mrs. Kieslowski for?" "(CLEARS THROAT)" "Her husband's got something belongs to me." "Oh." "(CHUCKLES)" "You gonna shoot her?" "No." "No, "shoot her"?" "No, no, I'm just gonna scare her so she tells me where her husband's at and where my dog's at." "And what if she don't know?" "Well, then I'm gonna get mad." "Can I go use the bathroom?" "I think you'd better wait around here for a while." "Maybe do it in a pan or something." "I can wait." "I don't use no pans." "Suit yourself." "(SIGHS)" "What's your dog's name?" "Bonny." "That's a nice name." "I'm sure Mr. Kieslowski will take good care of your dog and get it back to you safe." "He always seems like a sweet man when he comes in." "He come visit her a lot?" "Every day" "What kind of times every day?" "Oh." "Different times, you know." "And not every day." "He misses a day now and then." "Oh, yeah'?" "He been in today?" "Yeah." "Uh..." "He came in earlier this morning, about 10:00 or so." "So the Polack married a nigger, huh?" "Yeah." "The Polack married a nigger." "Where is he now?" "I don't know." "(SIGHS)" "Where's my dog?" "You figure it out, dumb-ass." "Goodbye, Mrs. Kieslowski." "Goodbye, Hans." "(DOOR OPENS)" "We should get out of here." "I ain't leaving." "I'm gonna wait down there till that dog-thief motherfucker comes in screaming." "(SIGHS)" "(SIGHS)" "You looking at something?" "No." "Nothing at all." "Are you hurt?" "A little." "What's that?" "A cravat." "It's nice." "It's very..." "Of a bygone era." "You have it." "No, really." "Please." "I want you to have it." "Have it." "I don't want your cravat, man." "(BILLY MOANING)" "(ANGELA MOANING)" "What's wrong, honey?" "I don't think I can keep it up, Ang." "Nope." "Look at that limp piece of shit." "Jeez, I hate these frigging condoms." "Then take it off, baby, I trust you." "You trust me?" "But you're still screwing that Mafia guy." "God knows what shit that prick's given you." "Get the fuck off me, Billy." "I didn't mean AIDS or nothing, honey." "Honey, I meant like chlamydia or something." "Honey, I meant like chlamydia or something." "Three weeks I haven't seen you, and that's the way you talk to me?" "I've been busy, baby." "I've been busy trying to help you out, if you must know." "What are you talking about?" "Well, you know you said your asshole boyfriend loves his dog more than anything in the world, right?" "(GASPS)" "You haven't?" "I have!" "Billy!" "Billy, you've gotta give it back." "Give it back?" "I ain't gonna give back shit, let alone my shih tzu." "Oh, my God." "Oh, my God!" "Oh." ""Give it back." It's kidnapped." "Oh, my God!" "It's a kidnapped dog." "You don't just give back a kidnapped dog." "Defeats the entire object of the kidnapping." "They didn't just give Patty Hearst back, did they?" "No, this dog is my Patty Hearst." "Except I ain't gonna keep it in a closet and make it rob a bank." "No, I'm gonna hold on to it until your asshole boyfriend starts behaving like a decent human being and gives me a bunch of money." "The guy's a psychopath, Billy!" "Well, did you ever ask yourself what you're doing screwing a psychopath in the first place'?" "Screwing two psychopaths is what the question is." "What?" "Who's the second?" "Oh." "Who, me?" "I'm gonna call him, clear this entire thing up." "No, you ain't either." "Shit. (PHONE RINGS)" "Hello?" "Charlie?" "Charlie..." "Hi, Hans." "Angela?" "How are you?" "We were a little worried, you were late home is all." "Yeah, I know." "I just got held up at the library." "Hey, did Myra get her results back?" "The results came in." "She got the all-clear." "Oh, my God, Hans," "I'm so happy TOT YOU" "Well, no, that gangster guy whose dog we got, he come down and he killed her." "He what?" "I guess he must have found out the connection somehow." "He came down, he shot her in the head in the hospital there, so she's dead now, unfortunately." "I'll be home in 20 minutes." "Charlie, I know," "I know we've been going through some tough times, but it's all gonna work out fine, I promise you." "Angela holds a grudge..." "Hi." "Can you send an ambulance to 2618 Mountain Drive?" "Angela..." "Gunshot wound to the stomach." "Today's a day like any other" "So don't say I never do nothing for you." "Okay?" "Still the flag snaps in the wind" "Still your name rings true" "You took the high road" "I couldn't find you (MOUTHING)" "Up there" "You kept your jaw wired closed" "I never noticed..." "BILLY:" "Monday the 14th." "Sat watching the shadow of the neighbor's flagpole across my lawn again from 7:00 in the morning to 7:00 in the evening." "That's 11 hours." "They've got a right to fly a flag, don't they?" "Note to self, do not set fire to the neighbor's flag." "(BILLY CHUCKLES)" "Work out more ways of being a better friend to people." "Kaya, for instance." "She is the girl Marty loves." "Deep down, she is possibly not a cunt." "Marty." "Do everything to keep his mind on track about the Seven Psychopaths." "He is the best writer of his generation, but he needs to stay focused." "(TIRES SQUEALING)" "But do not bother him anymore about writing his screenplay with him." "If he wants your help, he will ask for it." "(BRAKES SCREECHING)" "Hey, hey." "Let's go, let's go, let's go." "MARTY:" "Hans!" "PAULO:" "First thing you gotta do, Charlie, you gotta pull yourself together." "I gotta pull myself together, I know." "I have no idea where my dog is now." "Right, second thing, we simply speak to Angela, see what else she knows about this guy, where he might have got to." "CHARLIE:" "What if she don't know much more?" "All right, then we bide our time, wait until they get in touch with us." "Bonny ain't gonna be no value to them dead." "Don't say "Bonny" and "dead" in the same thing, Paulo, please." "I'm finding it hard enough to cope." "You're not pulling yourself together, are you?" "I am, lam." "My dog's gonna end up killed." "There's something else, Charlie." "The guy's got about a hundred packs of playing cards, and all the Jacks of Diamonds are gone." "The guy's a fucking psychopath." "He's so calm." "BILLY:" "Hmm." "Man, if I'd just had my wife murdered, I think I'd be..." "Angry." "Yeah." "BILLY:" "That's Hans, man." "He's a proper Christian." "You know, proper old-time Christian." "Not like these Fox News fucks." "I feel bad, man." "I kind of feel like all this was my fault." "I kidnapped the guy's dog and all." "Come on, Billy." "How could you have known it was that psycho's dog'?" "Do you wanna help me write Seven Psychopaths, Billy?" "Are you being serious?" "I thought I could bounce some ideas off you, you could tinker with some stuff." "I would love that, Marty." "I would really love that." "I think I'm gonna quit drinking till the movie's done." "That, right there, is a deal, man." "It's not a deal, no." "I'm just gonna stop drinking for a while." "There's no deal involved." "That, right there, is not a deal." "Equally cool." "(CHUCKLING)" "But if we go there, we're gonna get lost." "You don't drink, Hans, no?" "I take peyote, sometimes." "Billy has some peyote I might take later." "(PEOPLE TALKING INDISTINCTLY)" "I'm sorry about your wife, Hans." "But I guess she's in Heaven now." "You believe in Heaven?" "I'm not sure what I believe, you know." "I put a lot of Heaven and Hell stuff in my stories, but I'm not sure what I believe." "(MUMBLES)" "Why don't you tell me one of your Heaven and Hell stories, Martin?" "Billy said he didn't think you'd like it much." "I like stories."