"So let me tell you what Like a Virgin is about." "It's all about a girl who digs a guy with a big dick." "The entire song - it's a metaphor for big dicks." "No, it ain't." "It's about a girl who's very vulnerable." "She's been fucked over a few times, then she meets a guy who's very sensitive..." "Whoa." "Time out, Greenbay." "Tell that fuckin' bullshit to the tourists." "Toby?" "Who the fuck is Toby?" "Like A Virgin's not about some sensitive girl who meets a nice fella." "That's what True Blue's about." "Granted, no argument about that." "Which one's True Blue?" "You ain't heard True Blue?" "It was a big-ass hit for Madonna." "I don't even follow that Tops of the Pop shit and even I've heard of True Blue." "I didn't say I hadn't heard of it." "What I asked is how's it go." "Excuse me for not being the world's biggest Madonna fan." "Personally, I can do without her." "I used to like her early stuff." "Borderline." "But when she got off with that Papa Don't Preach phase, I tuned out." "But you guys are like making me lose my train of thought here." "I was saying something." "What was it?" "Oh, Toby's that little Chinese girl." "What was her last name?" "What's that?" "It's an old address book I found in a coat I haven't worn in a coon's age." " What was that name?" " Look, what the fuck was I talking about?" "You said True Blue was about a guy..." "A sensitive girl who meets a nice guy, but Like a Virgin was a metaphor for big dicks." "Okay, let me tell you what Like A Virgin's about." "It's all about this cooze who's a regular fuck machine." "I'm talking morning, day, night, afternoon." "Dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick." " How many dicks is that?" " A lot." "So, one day she meets this John Holmes motherfucker and it's like, whoa, baby!" "I mean, this cat is like Charles Bronson In The Great Escape." "He's digging tunnels." "She's getting serious dick action, and she's feeling something she ain't felt since forever." "Pain." "Pain." "Chew?" "Toby Chew?" "It hurts." "It hurts her." "It shouldn't hurt her." "You know, her pussy should be Bubble Yum by now, but when this cat fucks her, it hurts." "It hurts just like it did the first time." "You see the pain is reminding a fuck machine what it was once like to be a virgin, hence..." "Like a Virgin." "Wong!" "Give me that fuckin' thing." "What the hell do you think you are doing?" "Give me my book back." "I'm sick of fuckin' hearin' it, Joe." "I'll give it back to you when we leave." "What do you mean when we leave?" "Give me it back now!" "For the past 15 minutes now, you've been droning on about names." ""Toby..."" ""Toby?" "Toby?"" ""Toby Wong."" ""Toby Wong?" "Toby Wong."" ""Toby Chung?" "Fucking Charlie Chan!"" "I got Madonna's big dick coming out of my left ear, and Toby the Jap I-don't-know-what coming out of my right." "Gimme that book." "Are you gonna put it away?" "I'm gonna do whatever the fuck I want with it." "Well, then I'm afraid I'm gonna have to keep it." "Hey, Joe... want me to shoot this guy?" "Shit!" "You shoot me in a dream, you better wake up and apologise." "You guys been listening to K-Billy's Super Sounds of the '70s Weekend?" " Oh, yeah, man, it's fuckin' great." " Can you believe the songs they've been playing?" "You know what I heard the other day?" "Heartbeat, it's A Lovebeat, by Little Tony DeFranco and DeFranco Family." "I haven't heard that song since I was in the fifth fuckin' grade." "When I was coming down here, The Night The Lights Went Out In Georgia came on." "I..." "I ain't heard that song since it was big." "When it was big, I must have heard it a million trillion fuckin' times." "This is the first time I ever realised that the girl singing the song is the one who shot Andy." "You didn't know Vicki Lawrence was the one who shot Andy?" "I thought the cheating wife shot Andy." "Yeah, but they say at the end of the song." "I know, motherfucker." "I just heard it." "That's what I'm talking about." "I must have zoned out during that part before." "All right." "I'll take care of the check." "You guys can get the tip." "It should be about a buck apiece." "And, you, when I come back, I want my book." "Sorry, it's my book now." "Hey, I changed my mind." "Shoot this piece of shit, will you?" "All right, everybody cough up some green for the little lady." "Come on, throw in a buck." "Uh-uh." "I don't tip." "You don't tip?" "No, I don't believe in it." "You don't believe in tipping?" "You know what these chicks make?" "They make shit." "Don't give me that." "She don't make enough, she can quit." "I don't even know a fuckin' Jew who'd have the balls to say that." "Let me just get this straight." "You don't ever tip, huh?" "I don't tip because society says I have to." "All right, I mean I'll tip if somebody really deserves a tip." "If they really put forth the effort, I'll give 'em something extra, but I mean this tipping automatically is for the birds." "As far as I'm concerned, they're doing their job." " Hey, this girl was nice." " She was okay." " She wasn't anything special." " What's special?" "Take you in the back and suck your dick?" " I'd go over 12 percent for that." " Look, I ordered coffee." "We've been here a long fuckin' time." "She's only filled my cup three times." "When I order coffee, I want it filled six times." "Six times?" "What if she's too fuckin' busy?" "Words "Too fuckin' busy" shouldn't be in a waitress's vocabulary." "Excuse me, Mr. Pink, but the last fuckin' thing you need is another cup of coffee." "Jesus Christ, I mean these ladies aren't starving to death." "They make minimum wage." "You know, I used to work minimum wage and when I did" "I wasn't lucky enough to have a job society deemed tip-worthy." "But you don't care they're counting on your tips to live." "You know what this is?" "It's the world's smallest violin playing just for the waitresses." "You don't have any idea what you're talking about." "These people bust their ass." "This is a hard job." "So's working at McDonald's but you don't feel the need to tip them, do you?" "Why not?" "They're serving you food." "But no, society says, "Don't tip these guys here,"" ""but tip these guys over here." That's bullshit." "Waitressing is the number-one occupation for female non-college graduates in this country." "It's the one job basically any woman can get and make a living on." "The reason is because of their tips." "Fuck all that." "Jesus Christ!" "I mean I'm very sorry the government taxes their tips." "That's fucked up." "That ain't my fault." "You know it appears waitresses are one of the groups the government fucks in the ass on a regular basis." "I mean, if you show me a piece of paper that says they shouldn't do that, I'll sign it." "Put it to a vote, I'll vote for it." "What I won't do is play ball." "And this non-college bullshit you're giving me, I got two words for that:" "learn to fuckin' type." "If you expect me to help out with the rent, you're in for a fuckin' surprise." "He's convinced me." "Give me my dollar back." "Hey, leave the dollars there." "All right, ramblers, let's get ramblin'." "Wait a minute." "Who didn't throw in?" " Mr. Pink." " Mr. Pink?" " Why not?" " He don't tip." "He don't tip?" "What do you mean, you don't tip?" " He don't believe in it." " Shut up." "What do you mean you don't believe in it?" "Come on, you, cough up a buck, you cheap bastard." "I paid for your goddamn breakfast." "All right, since you paid for breakfast, I'll put in, put in, but normally, I would never do this." "Never mind what you normally would do." "Just cough in your goddamn buck like everybody else." "Thank you!" "That was the Partridge Family's Doesn't Somebody Want To Be Wanted, followed by Edison Lighthouse's Love Grows Where My Rosemary Goes as K-Billy's Super Sounds of the '70s Weekend just keeps on... truckin'." "♪ Yeah ♪" "♪ Lookin' back on the track For a little green bag♪" "♪ Got to find just that kind Or losing' my mind♪" "♪ Outside in the night Outside in the day♪" "♪ Lookin' back on the track Gonna do it my way♪" "♪ Outside in the night Outside in the day♪" "♪ Lookin' back on the track Gonna do it my way♪" "♪ Lookin' back♪" "♪ Lookin' for some happiness♪" "♪ But there is only loneliness to find♪" "♪ Turn to the left♪" "♪ Turn to the right♪" "♪ Lookin' upstairs♪" "♪ Lookin' behind♪" "♪ Lookin' for some happiness♪" "♪ But there is only loneliness to find ♪" "♪ Turn to the left♪" "♪ Turn to the right♪" " ♪ Lookin' upstairs ♪" " Oh, God!" " ♪ Lookin' behind ♪" " Oh, shit!" "I'm gonna die!" "I'm gonna die!" "I'm gonna die!" " Just hold on, buddy boy!" " I'm gonna die!" "Hey!" "I'm sorry!" " Give me your hand." " I can't believe she killed me, man!" "Who'd have fuckin' thought that?" "Hey, just cancel that shit, right now!" "You're hurt." "You're hurt real fuckin' bad, but you ain't dying!" "I'm gonna die!" "I'm gonna..." "All this..." "All this blood is scaring the shit out of me, Larry!" " I'm gonna die, I know it!" " Oh." "Excuse me, I didn't realize you had a degree in medicine." "Er... are you a doctor?" "Are you a doctor?" "Answer me, please - are you a doctor?" " Huh?" " No, I'm not." "I'm not." "Okay." "So you admit you don't know what you're talking about." "So, if you're through giving me your amateur opinion, just lie back and listen to the news." "I'm taking you back to the rendezvous." "Joe's gonna get you a doctor, this doctor's gonna fix you up and... you're gonna be okay." "Now say it!" "You're gonna be okay." "Say it!" "You're gonna be okay!" "Say the goddamn words!" "You're gonna be okay!" " Oh, God!" " Say the goddamn fuckin' words!" "Say it!" "I'm okay, Larry." "Correct!" "Correct." "I'm okay." "Look where we are." " Look where we are." "We made it." " Larry... you gotta save me, man!" "You gotta save me!" " We're in the warehouse." " Oh!" "Who's a tough guy?" "Who's a tough guy?" " Come on, who's a tough guy?" " I'm a tough guy." " Who's a tough guy?" "You're a tough guy." " Larry!" "You're a fuckin' tough guy." "Okay." "Okay..." "We're in the warehouse." "Look where we are." "We made it." "We made it." "We fuckin' made it." " We have fuckin' made it." " Ohh!" "We're in the warehouse." "Look where we are." "Look where we are." "So hold on, buddy boy, hold on." "Hold on, hold on." "Oh... shit!" "Quit banging your head." "You're gonna bang a fuckin' hole in the floor!" "Yeah, you don't wanna hurt the fuckin' floor, do you?" " Oh!" " I can't do anything for you." "But when Joe gets here... which should be any time now, he's gonna help you out." "He's gonna take care of you." "Okay?" "We're just gonna sit here and we're gonna wait for Joe." "Who are we waiting for?" "Joe." "Larry, I'm just fuckin' scared, man." "Would you please hold me?" "Yeah, sure." "You go ahead and be scared." "You've been brave enough for one day." "I just want you to relax now, okay?" "You're not gonna fuckin' die." "You're gonna be fine." "When Joe gets here, he'll make you 100 percent again." "I'm hurt, and I'm hurt bad, Larry." "It's not good, no." "Larry... bless your heart for what you're trying to do." "I was panicking for a minute back there... but I got my senses back now." "The situation is..." "I'm shot in the belly." "Without medical attention, I'm gonna die." "I can't take you to a hospital." "Fuck jail, man!" "You don't have to take me in." "Just drive me up to the front." "Just drop me on the sidewalk." "I'll take care of myself." "I won't tell 'em anything, man." "I won't tell 'em anything." "I swear to fuckin' God, man." "Just look in my eyes, Larry." "Look in my eyes." "I won't tell them anything." "You'll be safe, man." "You're not gonna fuckin' die, kid, all right?" "Listen to me: you're gonna be fine." "Along with the kneecap, the gut is the most painful area a guy can get shot in..." "No shit." "But it takes a long time to die from it." "I'm talkin' days." "You're gonna wish you were dead, but it takes days to die from your wound." "Time is on your side." " Was that a fuckin' setup or what?" " Fuckin' right." "Shit." "Orange got tagged?" "Gut shot." "Fuck." "Where's, er..." "Brown?" "Dead." "Fuck!" "How did he die?" "How the fuck do you think?" "The cops shot him." "This is bad." "This is so fuckin' bad!" "Is it bad?" "As opposed to good?" "Man, this is fucked up." "This is so fucked up!" "Somebody fucked us up big-time, man!" "You really think we were set up?" "Do you even doubt it, man?" "I don't think we got set up, I know we got set up." "I mean, really, seriously, where did all those cops come from, huh?" "One minute they're not there, the next minute they're there!" "They're there!" "I didn't hear any sirens." "The alarm went off, okay?" "When an alarm goes off, you've got an average of four minutes response time." "Unless a patrol car is cruising that street at that particular moment, you got four minutes before they can realistically respond." "In one minute, there were 17 blue boys out there, all one of a barrel, all knowing exactly what the fuck they were doing and they were all just there!" "Remember that second wave that showed up in the cars, okay?" "Those were the ones responding to the alarm there but those first motherfuckers, I'm telling you man, they were there and they were waiting for us." "Haven't you fuckin' thought about this?" "I haven't had a chance to think." "First, I just tried to get the fuck out of there." "And after we got away, I've just been dealing with him." "You better start fucking thinking about it man, because that's all I'm thinking about." "Now, I wasn't even gonna come here." "I was gonna drive... just drive off, man, because whoever set us up knows about this place." "There could've been cops here waiting for us." "They could be coming here right now!" "Let's go in the other room." "Hey, in there." "Please, don't leave me." "I'm gonna die." "I'm just gonna be in that room." "Just over the other side." "I'll be back in a minute, okay?" "I'll be right there looking at you." "I'm right here looking at you, okay?" "Right in here." "Right over there." "What the fuck am I doing here, man?" "You know I felt funny about this job right off." "As soon as I felt it I should've said "No, thank you" and just walked, but I didn't fuckin' listen!" "It was like that every time I got caught buying weed." "Same thing, man." "I didn't trust the guy, I felt funny about it, but I wanted to believe him, you know." "Because if he's not lying and it really is Thai stick then it's great, right?" "But no, it's never Thai stick." "And I always said if I felt that way about a job I'd fuckin' walk and I didn't!" "I didn't cause of the fuckin' money." "What's done is done." "We need you cool." "Are you cool?" "All right, I'm cool." "Splash some water on your face." "Take a breather." "Relax." "Have a cigarette." " I quit." " All right." "Why, you got one?" "Yeah." "Here you go." "Have a Chesterfield." "Thanks." "Okay." "Let's go through what happened." "Okay." "We're in the place, everything's going fine." " Then the alarm gets tripped." " Right." "Then I turn around and all these cops are outside." "Yeah, right, bam, I blink my eyes and they're there." "Everybody starts going ape shit." "Then Mr. Blond starts to shoot all the..." " That's not correct." " What's wrong with it?" "Okay." "The cops did not show up after the alarm went off." "The cops didn't show up until after Mr. Blond started shooting everybody." " As soon as I heard the alarm, I saw the cops." " No, I'm telling you, it wasn't that soon, okay?" "They didn't let their presence be known until after Mr. Blond became a madman, right?" "I'm not saying they weren't there." "I'm saying they were there." "But they didn't make their move until after Mr. Blond started shooting everybody." "I mean, that's how I know we were set up." " Come on, Mr. White, I mean, you can see that." " Look, look, enough of this Mr. White shit!" "Wait, wait, wait, man." "Don't tell me your fuckin' name." "I don't wanna know it." "Jesus Christ, I ain't gonna tell you mine." "You're right, this is bad." "How did you get out?" "I shot my way out." "Everybody started shooting, so I blasted my way out of there." "Move it!" "Get out of the way!" "Get the fuck out of the way!" "Get the fuck out of the way!" "Move it!" "Get out of the way!" "Jesus Christ, what the fuck is your problem, man?" " You fuckin' asshole!" " Fuck off!" " Move!" " Keep down, Ernie!" " Jesus!" " My car!" "Get the fuck out of the car!" "Move it!" "Move out of the way!" "I tagged a couple of cops." "Did you kill anybody?" "A few cops." " No real people?" " Just cops." "Man, could you believe Mr. Blond?" "That was the most insane fuckin' thing I have ever seen." "Why the fuck would Joe hire a guy like that?" "I don't wanna kill anybody, but if I gotta get out that door and you're standing in my way, one way or the other you're getting out of my way." "That's the way I look at it." "A choice between doing ten years or taking out some stupid motherfucker... ain't no choice at all." "But I ain't no madman either." "What the fuck was Joe thinking?" "I can't work with a guy like that." "We're awful goddamn lucky he didn't tag us when he shot the place up." "I came this close to taking his ass out myself." "I mean, everybody panics, everybody." "Things get tense." "It's human nature to panic." "I don't care what your name is, you can't help it." "Fuck, man, you panic on the inside, in your head, you know?" "Then you give yourself a couple of seconds, you get a hold of the situation, you deal with it." "What you don't do is start shootin' up the place and start killing people!" "No, what you're supposed to do is act like a fuckin' professional." "A psychopath ain't a professional." "I can't work with a psychopath." "You don't know what those sick assholes are gonna do next." "I mean, Jesus Christ, how old do you think that black girl was, 20?" " Maybe 21?" " If that." "Did you see what happened to anybody else?" "Me and Orange jumped in the car, Brown floored it." "After that, I don't know what went down." "At that point, it was every man for himself." "As far as Mr. Blond and Mr. Blue are concerned, I ain't got the foggiest." "'Cause once I got out I never looked back." "What do you think?" "What do I think?" "I mean, you know, the cops either caught them or killed them." "No chance they punched through?" "You found a hole." "Yeah, and that was a fuckin' miracle." "But even if they did get away, then where the fuck are they?" "You don't think they fought for 'em and they got a hold of the diamonds and..." "No, no way." "How can you be so sure?" "I got the diamonds." "That's my boy." " Where?" " I stashed 'em." "Look, if you wanna come with me, let's go get 'em right now, right this second, man." "Cause I think staying here, man, we should have our fuckin' heads examined." " That was the plan." "We meet here." " Then where the fuck is everybody?" "I say the plan becomes null and void once we find out we got a rat in the house." "We ain't got the slightest fuckin' idea what happened to Mr. Blond and Mr. Blue." "I mean, they could both be dead or maybe they're arrested." "The cops could have them right now at the station house, sweating' them down." "Yeah, they don't know our names but they could be singing about this place." "I swear to God, I think I'm fuckin' jinxed." "What?" "Two jobs back, it was a four-man job." "We discovered one of the team was an undercover cop." "No shit?" "Thank God we discovered in time." "We had to forget the whole thing, just walk the fuck away from it." "So who's the rat this time?" "Mr. Blue?" "Mr. Brown?" "Joe?" "You know, listen, I mean, Joe set this whole thing up." "Maybe he set it up..." "No, I don't bite." "Me and Joe go back a long time." "I can tell you definitely, Joe don't know a fuckin' thing about this bullshit." "Hey look, I've known Joe since I was a kid, okay, and me saying he definitely had nothing to do with it is ridiculous." "I mean, I can say I definitely didn't do it cause I know what I did or didn't do, but I cannot say that about anybody else, cause I don't definitely know." "For all I know, you're the rat." "For all I know, you're the fuckin' rat!" "All right, now you're using your fuckin' head." "For all we know, he's the rat." "Hey, that kid in there is dying from a fuckin' bullet I saw him take, so don't you be calling him a rat!" "Look..." "I'm right, okay?" "Somebody's a fuckin' rat." "Where's the commode in this dungeon?" "I gotta take a squirt." "Go down the hall, make a left, go up the stairs and make a right." "By the way, how's Alabama?" "Alabama?" "I haven't seen 'Bama in over a year and a half." "I thought you two were a team." "We were for a little while." "We did about four jobs together, then decided to call it quits." "Why?" "You push that woman-man thing too long and it gets to you after a while." "What's she doing now?" "She hooked up with Frank McGarr." "They've done a couple jobs together." "Hell of a woman." "Good little thief." "So, explain the telegram." "Five-man job, busting in and busting out of a diamond wholesaler's." "Can you move the ice afterwards?" "I don't know nobody that can move ice." "No problem." "We got guys waiting for it." "What happened to Marcellus Spivey?" "Didn't he always move your ice?" "He's doing 20 years in Susanville." "20 years!" "Holy God." " What for?" " Bad luck." "I guess you can say that again." " What's the exposure like?" " Two minutes tops, but it's a tough two minutes." "Daylight, during business hours, dealing with a crowd." "But you'll have the guys to deal with the crowd." " How many employees?" " I'd say around 20." "Security pretty lax." "They most usually just deal in boxes." "You know, uncut stones from the diamond syndicate." "But on this particular day, they're getting a shipment of polished stones from Israel." "They're like a way-station, you know." "They're to get picked up the next day and sent to Vermont." "No, they're not." "What's the cut, Papa?" "Juicy, Junior, real juicy." "Hey, look, man, you do what you want." "I'm out of here, man." "I'm gonna check into a motel for a few days." "You know, I'll lay low and I'll call Joe." "Oh, shit, did he fuckin' die on us?" "Huh?" "Is he dead or what?" " He ain't dead." " What is it?" "I think he's just passed out." "Scared the fuckin' shit out of me, man." "I thought he was dead for sure." "Without medical attention, he will die for sure." "What are we gonna do, man?" "We can't take him to a hospital." "Without medical attention, that man might not live through the night." "The bullet in his belly is my fault." "Now while that may not mean jack shit to you, it means a hell of a lot to me." "First things first, okay?" "Staying here is goofy." "We gotta book up." "What do you suggest we do - go to a hotel?" "We got a guy who's shot in the belly." "He can't walk, he bleeds like a stuck pig." "And when he's awake, he screams in pain." "You got an idea, spit it out!" "Joe could help." "If we could get in touch with Joe..." "Joe could get him to a doctor." "Joe could get a doctor to come to see him." "Assuming we can trust Joe, how are we gonna get in touch with him?" "Huh?" "He should be here but he ain't, which makes me nervous about being here." "Even if he is on the up-and-up, I don't think he's gonna be too happy with us, okay?" "He planned a robbery and he's got a blood bath on his hands now." "He's got dead cops, dead robbers, dead civilians." "Jesus Christ, I doubt he'll have a lot of sympathy for our plight." "I mean, if I was him I'd put as much distance between me and this mess as humanly possible." "Before you got here, Mr. Orange was asking me to take him to a doctor, to a hospital." "Now, I don't like the idea of turning him over to the cops, but if we don't, he's gonna die." "He begged me to do it." "Well... all right, then I guess we take him to a hospital." "I mean, if that's what he said, let's do it." "Since he don't know nothing about us, I say it's his decision." "Well, he knows a little about me." "What?" "Wait, wait." "You didn't tell him your name, did you?" "I told him my first name and where I was from." "Why?" "I told him where I was from a few days ago." "It was just a natural conversation." "What was telling him your name when you weren't supposed to?" "He asked." "We had just gotten away from the cops." "He just got shot." "It was my fault he got shot." "He's a fuckin' bloody mess." "He's screamin'." "I swear to God, I thought he was gonna die right then and there." "I'm trying to comfort him... telling him not to worry, everything's gonna be okay, I'm gonna take care of him, and he asked me what my name was." "I mean, the man was dying in my arms." "What the fuck was I supposed to do?" "Tell him, "I'm sorry, I can't give out that fuckin' information."" ""It's against the rules"?" ""I don't trust you enough"?" "Well, maybe I should have but I couldn't!" " I don't..." " Fuck you and fuck Joe!" " I'm sure it was a very beautiful scene." " Don't fuckin' patronize me!" "I have one question for you." "Do they have a sheet on you where you're from?" " Yeah!" " Well, that's that, then, man." "I mean, Jesus Christ, I was worried about mug-shot possibilities as it was." "Now he knows A, your name, B, what you look like," "C, where you're from, and D, what your specialty is!" "They're not gonna have to show him a hell of a lot of pictures for him to pick you out." "I mean that's it, right?" "You didn't tell anything else that can narrow down the selection?" "If I have to tell you again to back off, we are gonna go round and round." "We ain't taking him to a hospital." "If we don't, he's gonna die." "I'm very sad about that but some fellas are lucky and some ain't." "What the fuck are you touching me for, man?" "You wanna fuck with me?" "I'll show you who you're fucking with." "You wanna shoot me, you piece of shit?" "Go ahead, take a shot." "Fuck you, White, I didn't create this situation, I'm dealing with it!" "You're acting like a first-year fuckin' thief!" "I'm acting like a professional." "They get him, they could get you." "They get you, they get closer to me and that can't happen." "You're looking at me like it's my fault!" "I didn't tell him my name." "I didn't tell him where I was from!" "Shit, 15 minutes ago, you almost told me your name!" "Your buddy got us stuck in a situation you created." "So if you wanna throw bad looks somewhere, throw 'em at a mirror." "You kids shouldn't play so rough, somebody's gonna start crying." "Mr. Blond." "Shit." "Fucking kicking me." "What happened to you?" "I figured you were dead." "Hey, are you okay?" "Did you see what happened to Blue?" "We didn't know what happened to you and Blue." "That's what we were wondering about." "Come on, man." "Look, Brown is dead, Orange got it in the belly..." "Enough!" "Enough!" "You better start talking, asshole... cause we got shit we need to talk about." "We're already freaked out." "We need you acting freaky like we need a fuckin' bag on our hip." "Okay, let's talk." " We think we got a rat in the house." " I guarantee we got a rat in the house." "What makes you say that?" "Is that supposed to be funny?" "Look, we think this place ain't safe." "This place just ain't secure any more." "We're leaving." "You should go with us." "Nobody's going anywhere." "Piss on this fuckin' turd!" " We're out of here." " Don't take another step, Mr. White." "Fuck you, maniac!" "It's your fuckin' fault we're in this trouble!" "What's this guy's problem?" "What's my problem?" "Yeah, I got a fuckin' problem." "I got a big fuckin' problem... with any trigger-happy madman who almost gets me shot!" "What the fuck are you talking about?" "That fuckin' shooting spree!" "In the store, remember?" "Oh, fuck 'em." "They set off the alarm." "They deserve what they got." "You almost killed me!" "Asshole!" "If I'd known what kind of guy you were, I never would have agreed to work with you." "Are you gonna bark all day, little doggy... or are you gonna bite?" "What was that?" "I'm sorry, I didn't catch it." "Would you repeat it?" "Are you gonna bark all day, little doggy..." " or are you gonna bite?" " All right, hey look." "You two assholes, calm the fuck down!" "Hey, come on!" "Let go." "What, are we on a playground here, huh?" "Am I the only professional?" "You're acting like a bunch of fuckin' niggers, man!" "Have you worked with niggers?" "Just like you two." "Always saying they're gonna kill each other!" "You said you thought about taking him out!" "You fucking said that?" "Yeah, I did, okay?" "I did." "But that was then." "Right now this guy is the only one I completely trust." "He's too fucking homicidal to be in with the cops!" "You're taking his side?" "No, fuck sides!" "Man, what we need here is a little solidarity." "Somebody stuck a red-hot poker up our ass and I wanna know whose name's on the handle!" "Fuck." "Look, I know I'm no piece of shit, and I'm pretty sure you're okay, and I'm fuckin' positive you're on the level, so let's try and figure out who the bad guy is, all right?" "Wow!" "That was really exciting." "I bet you're a big Lee Marvin fan, aren't you?" "Yeah, me too." "I love that guy." "My heart's beating so fast I'm about to have a heart attack here." "I got something outside that, er, I'd like to show you guys, so follow me." "Follow you?" "Where?" "To my car." "What, did you forget your French fries to go with the soda?" " No, I had them already." " Yeah?" "I got something I think you might wanna see, though." "It's a big surprise." "I'm sure you'll like it." "Come on." "We still gotta get out of here, you know." "No." "We're gonna stick around and we're gonna wait." " What for, the cops?" " No." "Nice Guy Eddie." "Nice Guy Eddie?" "What makes you think he isn't on a plane right now, halfway to Costa Rica?" "Because I spoke to him on the phone and he said he's on the way down here." "You talked to Nice Guy Eddie?" "Why the fuck didn't you say that in the first place?" " Cause you never asked me." " Hardy-fucking-har." " What did he say?" " He said stay put." "So, in the meantime, let me show you guys something." "Jesus Christ!" "Maybe our boy in blue here can answer some of these questions about this rat business you been talking about." "You're a piece of work, my friend." "That ain't a bad Idea." "Let's get him the fuck out of here." "Hey, Sid, will you relax?" "I've known you a long time." "I'm not worried." "I know you'll pay me back." "Don't tell me what I already know." "Don't embarrass me." "So you had a few bad months." "You do what everybody else does." "I don't care if it's J.P. Morgan or Irving the tailor, you ride it out." " Vic Vega's outside." " Hold on." " Who?" " Vic Vega." "Oh, tell him to come in." " I gotta go." " Come on in." "A friend of mine's outside." "Keep your chin up, I'll be talking to you." "Don't worry." "Hey, welcome home, Vic." "How does freedom feel, huh?" " It's a change." " Ain't that the sad truth." "Sit down, take your coat off, make yourself at home." " Want a little drink?" " Yeah." "How about a little Rémy Martin?" "Sure." "Who's your parole officer?" "Seymour Scagnetti." "How is he?" "He's a fuckin' asshole." "Won't even let me leave the halfway house." "You know, it never ceases to amaze me." "A fuckin' jungle bunny goes out there, slits some old woman's throat for 25 cents, he gets Doris Day for a parole officer." "Good fella like you winds up with a ball-bustin' prick." "I want you to know I appreciate all the packages you sent me on the inside." "What the hell was I supposed to do, forget about you?" "I just want you to know that it meant a lot to me." "Hey, it was the least I could do." "I wish to hell I could have done a lot more." "Thanks a lot, Joe." "Ah, Vic..." "Toothpick Vic." "So, tell me your story, kid." "What are your plans?" "You son of a bitch." "I see you sitting there, but I don't believe it!" " How you doing, Toothpick?" " Hey, Eddie." "Listen, I'm sorry." "I should have picked you up myself." "I was..." "My fuckin'..." "This week's been crazy." "I've had my head up my ass the whole time." "It's funny you should say that, 'cause that's what me and your daddy were just talking about." "That I should have picked you up?" "No, that you had your head up your ass." "I walk in the door, he's like," ""Vic, Vic I'm so glad somebody's finally here who knows what's going on."" ""My son Eddie is a fuck-up."" ""He's ruining the business."" ""I mean, I love the guy but you know, he's flushing everything down the toilet."" "I mean, that's what you said, right, Joe?" "I mean, tell him yourself." "Eddie, I hate for you to hear it like this, but well, Vic come in and asked me how business was." "You don't lie to a guy who's just done four years in the slammer." "Very true." "All right, enough of this shit!" "Break it up!" "This ain't a playground!" "You guys wanna roll around on the floor, you do it in Eddie's office, not mine." " Daddy, did you see that?" " What?" "He got me on the ground, he tried to fuck me!" "You wish." "You sick bastard." "You tried to fuck me in my father's office." "Look, Vic, whatever you wanna do in the privacy of your own home, go to it, but don't try to fuck me." "I mean, I don't think of you that way." "I like you a lot, buddy, but I don't think of you that way." "Listen, if I was a butt cowboy, I wouldn't even throw you to the posse." "No, you wouldn't." "You'd keep me for yourself." "You know, four years fuckin' punks up the ass, you appreciate prime rib when you see it." "I might break you in, Nice Guy, but I'd make you my dog's bitch." "Ain't that a sad sight, Daddy?" "A man walks into prison a white man, walks out talking like a fuckin' nigger." "You know what, I think it's all that black semen been pumped up your ass so far now, it's backed into your fuckin' brain, it's coming out your mouth!" "Eddie, you keep talking like a bitch, I'm gonna slap you like a bitch." "All right, enough of that shit!" "I'm sick of it!" "Both of you, sit down!" "Now, Eddie, when you came in here, we were talking some serious business." "Now, Vic here's got a parole problem." " Who's your PO?" " Seymour Scagnetti." "Scagnetti." "Fuck." " I hear he's a motherfucker." " Oh, he's a fucker." "Won't even let me leave the halfway house unless I get some shitty job." "You come back to work for us, right?" "Well, I wanna, but first I gotta prove to asshead that I can get a regular, you know, job, job-type job, before I can move out on my own." "I can't come back to work for you guys if I gotta worry about making some silly-ass ten o'clock curfew every fuckin' night." "All right, we can work this out, can't we, Eddie?" "This ain't all that bad." "Look, we can get you a lot of legitimate jobs." "I'll get you down in Long Beach as a dock worker." "I don't wanna lift no fuckin' crates, Eddie." "Vic, you're not gonna lift shit." "You don't even work there." "But as far as the records are concerned, you do." "I'll call Matthews the foreman, and tell him he's got a new guy." "Boom, you're on the rotation." "You get a time card, it's clocked in and out for you every day." "And at the end of the week you get a nice paycheck." "Dock workers do very well." "So you can move into a halfway decent place without Scagnetti fucking going," ""Hey, where the fuck's the money come from?"" "And if he decides to make a surprise visit, that's the day we've sent you to Tustin, to pick up a load of shit and bring it back." "If he comes back again" ""Hey, sorry, Seymour, you just missed him."" ""We had to send him to Taft airstrip five fuckin' hours away."" ""We had a load of shit we had to have him pick up there and bring back here."" "Look, part of your job is going different places, that's the beauty of it." "We got places all over the place." "See, Vic, did I tell you not to worry?" " Vic was worried." " I'll take you out to Long Beach tomorrow." "We'll get you fixed up with Matthews, I'll tell him what's what." "You know, I really appreciate what you guys are doing, but I'd like to know when I can come back, you know, do some real work." "Well, it's hard to say." "It's kind of a strange time now." "Things are kind of..." "They're a little fucked up is what they are." "Look, we're just getting ready for a big meeting now in Vegas." "Look, just let Eddie for now set you up at Long Beach." "Get you a job, give you some cash, and get this Scagnetti fuck off your back." "Then we'll talk to you, all right?" " Huh?" " Dad..." "I got an idea." "Now, just... just hear me out." "I know you don't like using the boys on these jobs... but Vic here, I mean, he's only been nothing but good luck for us." "The guy's a fuckin' rabbit's foot, for crying out loud." "I'd like to have him in." "You know he can handle himself and you damn sure know you can trust him." "Now, Vic, how would you feel about pulling a job with about five other guys?" "I'd feel great about it." "K-Billy's Super Sounds of the '70s continues, and if you're the twelfth caller, you'll win two tickets to the Monster Truck Extravaganza being held tonight at the Carson Fairgrounds, featuring Big Daddy Don Bodine's Truck The Behemoth." "The twelfth caller wins on the station where the '70s survived." "♪ I gotcha!" "Uh-huh, huh You thought I didn't see you now, didn't you?" "♪" "Hey, Dove, we got a major situation here." "I know you know that." "I gotta talk to Daddy and find out what he wants done." "♪ Give it here, come on!" "♪" "♪ Good God!" "♪" "All I know is what Vic told me, man." "He'd said the place turned into a fuckin' bullet festival." "He took a cop hostage just to get the fuck out of there." "Get up!" "Get up!" "♪ You promised me the day That you quit your boyfriend ♪" "Do I sound like I'm fuckin' joking?" "He's fuckin' driving around with a cop in his trunk!" "♪ You promised me it would be Just us two ♪" "I don't know who did what." "I don't know who's got the loot." "I don't know if anybody's got the loot." "I don't know who's dead, I don't know who's alive." "I don't know who's caught, I don't know who's not." "♪ You never should've promised to me Give it here ♪" "♪ Don't hold back now Give it here ♪" "♪ Don't say nothing Just give it here" "♪ Come on Give it here, uh ♪" "♪ Give it here!" "♪" "♪ Give it here!" "Give it here!" "♪" "♪ Give it to me now!" "♪" "♪ Hey!" "I gotcha!" "♪" "I will know." "I'm practically there now." "But what do I tell these guys about Daddy?" "All right." "You're sure that's what he said?" "Okay, that's what I'll tell 'em." "And fuck you!" "You wanna be a fuckin' hero huh?" "You like being a hero?" "You like being a fuckin' hero?" "Fuck!" "You better stop bluffing, pal." "You hear me?" "Cause you're gonna fuckin' talk." "I don't fuckin' know anything!" "You fuckin' know." "You know." "Look at me." "You fuckin' know." "What in the Sam Hill's going on here?" " You're asking what's going on?" " Hey, Nice Guy, we got a cop." "Holy shit, Orange is dead." "No, he's not dead, but he will be if we don't get him taken care of." "We were set up." "The cops were there waiting for us." "What?" "Nobody fuckin' set anybody up!" " The cops were there waiting for us, man!" " Bullshit." "Hey fuck you, man." "You weren't there, we were." "And I'm telling you, the cops had that store staked out." "Okay, Mr. Fuckin' Detective, you're so fuckin' smart, huh, who did it?" "What the hell do you think we've been asking each other?" "Yeah, what did you come up with, huh?" "You think I did it?" "You think I fuckin' set you up?" "I don't know, but somebody did." "Nobody did." "You fuckin' assholes turn a jewelery store..." "Don't you call me an asshole!" "You fuckin' idiots" " turn a fuckin' jewelery store into a Wild West show," " Don't you call me a fucking idiot." "...and you wonder why the fucking cops show up?" "Where's Joseph?" "I don't know." "I ain't talked to him." "I talked to Dove." "He said Daddy's coming down here and he's fuckin' pissed!" "He's pissed?" "I told you he'd be pissed." "What'd Joe say?" "I told you I ain't talked to him!" "All I know is he's pissed!" "What are you gonna do about him?" "Jesus Christ, give me a fuckin' chance to breathe." " I got a few questions of my own." " You ain't dying, he is!" "All right, Mr. Fuckin' Compassion, I will call somebody!" "Who?" "A fuckin' snake charmer!" "Who do you think?" "I'll call a doctor!" "He'll fix him right up." "Now, what happened to Brown and Blue?" "Brown's dead." "We don't know what happened to Blue." "Brown's dead?" "Are you sure?" "I'm sure." "I was there." "He took one in the head." "Nobody's got a clue what happened to Mr. Blue?" "Either he's alive or he's dead, or the cops got him..." "or they don't." "I take it this is the bastard you told me about?" "Why are you beating on him?" "Maybe he can tell us who the fuck set us up." "If you fuckin' beat this prick long enough, he'll tell you he started the goddamn Chicago Fire." "Now, that don't necessarily make it fuckin' so!" "Come on, man, think!" "All right, first things fuckin' last." "Who's got the stones?" "Please, somebody at least tell me one little fuckin' favor just for my sake." "I got a bag." "I got a bag, okay?" "I stashed it till I could be sure this place wasn't a police station." "Good for you." "Now, let's go get it." "But first we gotta get rid of those cars outside." "It looks like Sam's Hot Car Lot out there." "Okay, Blondie, stay here and baby-sit them two." "White and Pink, you take a car each." "I'll follow you." "You ditch 'em." "Pick up the stones." "While I'm following you, I'll arrange some sort of a doctor for our friend." "We can't leave these guys here with him." " Why not?" " Cause he's a fuckin' psycho." "And if you think Joe's pissed off, that ain't nothing compared to how pissed off I am at him, for putting me in the same room as that bastard." "You see what I've been putting up with, Eddie?" "I fuckin' walked in here, I told these guys about staying put." "Mr. White whips out his gun, he's sticking it in my face, calling me a motherfucker, saying he's gonna blow me away... and blah, blah, blah, blah, blah." "He's the reason the joint turned into a shooting spree." "What are you, a fuckin' silent partner?" "Tell him!" "He went crazy in the store but he seems all right now." "This is what he was doing." "Bam!" "Bam!" "Bam!" "Bam!" "Yeah, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam." "I told them not to touch the fuckin' alarm, they did!" "If they hadn't have done what I told them not to do, they'd still be alive." "My fuckin' hero!" "Thanks." "That's your excuse for going on a kill-crazy rampage?" "I don't like alarms, Mr. White." "What does it matter who stays with the cop?" "We ain't letting him go, now he's seen everybody." "I haven't been lookin' at you guys." "Shut the fuck up, man!" "You guys should never have taken him out of the trunk in the first place." " We tried to find out if he knew about the setup." " There is no fuckin' setup!" "Now, here's the news." "Blondie, you stay here and take care of these two." "White and Pink, you come with me. 'Cause if Joe gets here and he sees all these cars parked outside," "I swear to you he's gonna be just as mad at me as he is at you." "Fine." "Let's go!" "Alone at last." "Guess what." "I think I'm parked in the red zone." "Now, where were we?" "I told you, I don't know anything about any fuckin' setup." "Mm-hm." "I've been on the force for only eight months." "They don't tell me anything." "Nobody tells me shit." "You can torture me all you want." "Torture you." "That's a good..." "That's a good idea." "I like that one." "Yeah." "Even your boss said there wasn't a setup!" "My what?" "Your boss." "Excuse me, pal, one thing I wanna make clear to you." "I don't have a boss." "Nobody tells me what to do." "You understand?" "You hear what I said, you son of a bitch?" "All right, all right, all right." "You don't have a boss." "All right." "Get that fuckin' shit off." "Lookit, I'm not gonna bullshit you, okay?" "I don't really give a good fuck what you know or don't know." "But I'm gonna torture you anyway." "Regardless." "Not to get information." "It's amusing to me to torture a cop." "You can say anything you want, cause I've heard it all before." "All you can do is pray for a quick death... which... you ain't gonna get." "Ah, God." "You ever listen to K-Billy's Super Sounds of the '70s?" "It's my personal favorite." "Joe Egan and Gerry Rafferty were a duo known as Stealer's Wheel, when they recorded this Dylanesque pop bubblegum favorite from April of 1974." "That reached up to number five as K-Billy's Super Sounds of the '70s continues." "♪ Well, I don't know Why I came here tonight ♪" "♪ I got the feeling That something ain't right ♪" "♪ I'm so scared In case I fall off my chair ♪" "♪ And I'm wondering How I'll get down the stairs ♪" "♪ Clowns to the left of me Jokers to the right ♪" "♪ Here I am Stuck in the middle with you ♪" "♪ Yes, I'm Stuck in the middle with you ♪" "♪ And I'm wonderin' What it is I should do ♪" "♪ It's so hard To keep the smile from my face ♪" " Hold still!" " ♪ Losing control, yeah, I'm all over the place ♪" "Hold still, you fuck!" "♪ Clowns to the left of me Jokers to the right ♪" "♪ Here I am Stuck in the middle with you ♪" "♪ Well, you started out with nothing ♪" "♪ And you're proud that you're a self-made man ♪" "♪ And your friends they all come crawlin' ♪" "♪ Slap you on the back and say Please ♪" "Was that as good for you as it was for me?" "Hey!" "What's going on?" "You hear that?" " ♪ Trying to make some sense of it all ♪" " Don't go anywhere." "I'll be right back." "♪ But I can see It makes no sense at all ♪" "♪ Is it cool To go to sleep on the floor?" "♪" "♪ I don't think That I can take any more ♪" "♪ Clowns to the left of me Jokers to the right ♪" "♪ Here I am Stuck in the... ♪" "♪ ...please ♪" "♪ Please ♪" "♪ And I don't know Why I came here tonight ♪" "♪ I got the feeling That something ain't right ♪" "♪ I'm so scared In case I fall off my chair ♪" "♪ And I'm wondering How I'll get down the stairs ♪" "♪ Clowns to the left of me Jokers to the right ♪" "♪ Here I am Stuck in the middle with you ♪" "♪ Yes, I'm Stuck in the middle with you♪" "♪ Stuck in the middle with you ♪" " ♪ Here I am, stuck in the middle with you ♪" " No!" "Argh!" "Argh!" "Argh!" "Don't!" "Stop!" "Stop it!" "Stop!" " What?" "What's the matter?" " Don't..." "Don't do this!" " Please... don't!" " That burn a little bit?" "Just stop!" "Stop!" "Stop!" "Stop!" "Please stop." "Just stop, just stop." "Stop." "Just talk to me for a minute." "Don't!" "Please." "Don't." "Don't burn me, please!" "Ah!" "Ah!" "I'm begging you." "I don't know anything about any of you fuckin' guys!" "I'm not gonna say anything!" "Don't!" "Don't!" "Please don't!" " You all through?" " Don't!" "Stop!" "Are you all through?" "Please." "I got a little kid at home, now, please." " You all done?" " Don't!" "Don't!" " Have some fire, scarecrow." " Don't!" "Don't!" "Wait, don't!" "Ah!" "Fuck!" " Hey." " Ah... shit!" "Hey." "What's your name?" "Marvin." "Marvin what?" "Marvin Nash." "Listen to me, Marvin, I'm a..." "Listen to me, Marvin Nash, I'm a cop." "Yeah, I know." "You do?" "Yeah." "Your name's Freddy something." "Newandyke." "Freddy Newandyke." "Frankie Ferchetti... he introduced us about five months ago." "I don't remember that at all." "I do." "Fuck!" "Freddy?" "Freddy." "Freddy?" "How do I look?" "What?" "I don't know what to tell you, Marvin." "That fuck!" "Ah, that sick fuck!" "That fuckin' bastard!" "Marvin, I need you to hold on." "There's cops waiting to move in a block away." "What the fuck are they waiting for?" "This fuckin' guy slashes my face and he cuts my fuckin' ear off!" "I'm fuckin' deformed!" "Fuck you!" "Fuck you!" "I'm fuckin' dying here!" "I'm fuckin' dying!" "They're not to make a move till Joe Cabot shows up." "I was sent in to get him." "All right?" "Now you heard." "They said he's on his way." "Don't pussy out on me now, Marvin." "We're just gonna sit here and bleed until" "Joe Cabot sticks his fuckin' head through that door." "Say hello to a motherfucker who's inside." "Cabot's doing a job and take a big fat guess who he wants on the team?" "This better not be some kind of Freddy joke." "It's no joke." "I'm in there." "I'm up his ass." "Nice Guy Eddie tells me Joe wants to meet me." "He says I should just hang in my apartment and wait for a phone call." "But after waiting three goddamn days by the fuckin' phone, he calls me last night and says Joe's ready, he'll pick me up in 15 minutes." " Who all picked you up?" " Nice Guy." "We get to a bar." " What bar?" " Smokey Pete's in Gardena." " Mm-hm." " We get there and I meet Joe and a guy named Mr. White." "It's a phony name." "My name's Mr. Orange." " Mr. Orange?" " Mr. Orange." "Okay, Mr. Orange..." " you ever seen this motherfucker before?" " Who?" "Mr. White?" "Yes, Mr. Orange, Mr. White." "No, he ain't familiar." "He's ain't one of Cabot's soldiers either." "He's gotta be from out of town." " Joe knows him real good." " How can you tell?" "The way they talk to each other." "You can tell they're real buddies." " The two of you talk?" " Who, me and Joe?" "Mr. White." " A little." " About what?" " The Brewers." " The Milwaukee Brewers?" "Yeah." "Apparently, they won the night before." "He made a killing off 'em." "This is sweet, man." "If this crook's a Brewers fan, his ass has gotta be from Wisconsin." " Bing!" " I'll bet you everything from a diddled-eyed Joe to a damned-if-l-know, that Milwaukee, they got a sheet on this Mr. White motherfucker's ass." "So what I want you to do is to go through the mugs of all the guys from old Milwaukee with a history of armed robbery, put a name to the face." " Nice work." " Thank you, my man." "How was Long Beach Mike's referral?" "Perfecto." "He's backing me up a long fuckin' way." "I told 'em it was Long Beach Mike I did the poker game with." "When Nice Guy called him to check it out, he said it was A-OK." "He said I was a good thief, I didn't rattle," "I was ready to make a move." "Do right by him." "He's a good guy." "I wouldn't be inside if it wasn't for him." "No." "No, no, no, no." "Long Beach Mike is not your fuckin' amigo, man." "Long Beach Mike is a fuckin' scumbag." "He is selling out his amigos." "That's what kind of a nice guy he fuckin' is, all right?" "I'll take care of his fuckin' ass, man, but you get that lowlife scumbag out of mind and you take care of business, you hear me?" "Gone." "You use the commode story?" " What's the commode story?" " It's a scene, man." "Memorize it." "A what?" "Look, man, an undercover cop's gotta be Marlon Brando, right?" "To do this job, you gotta be a great actor." "You gotta be naturalistic." "You gotta be naturalistic as hell." "Right, because if you ain't a great actor, you're a bad actor, and bad acting is bullshit in this job." "What is this?" "That's an amusing anecdote about a drug deal." "What?" "Something funny that happened to you while you were doing a fuckin' job, man." "Damn." "I gotta memorize all this?" "There's over four fuckin' pages of this shit!" "Just think about it like it's a joke, all right?" "You memorize what's important, the rest you make your own, all right?" " You can tell a joke, can't you?" " No." "Well, pretend you're Don Rickles or some-fucking-body and tell a joke, all right?" "Now the things you gotta remember are the details." "It's the details that sell your story." "This particular story takes place in a men's room, so you gotta know all the details about the men's room." "You gotta know if they got paper towels or a blower to dry your hands with." "You gotta know if the stalls ain't got no doors or not, man." "You gotta know if they got liquid soap or that pink granulated powdered shit they used to use in high school, remember?" "You gotta know if they got hot water or not." "If it stinks." "If some nasty, lowlife, scum-ridden motherfucker, man, sprayed diarrhea all over one of the bowls." "You gotta know every detail there is to know about this commode." "So, what you gotta do is take all them details, man, and make them your own." "And while you're doing that, you gotta remember that this story is about you, and how you perceived the events that went down." "The only way to do that, my brother, keep saying it and saying it and saying it and saying it and saying it." "This was during the Los Angeles marijuana drought in 1986." "I still had a connection, which was insane, 'cause you couldn't get weed any-fucking-where." "Anyway..." "I had a connection with this hippy chick in Santa Cruz and all my friends knew it." "They'd give me a call and they'd say, "Hey, Freddy..."" "They'd say, "Hey, dude, you getting some?"" ""Can you get some for me too?" Like, they knew I still smoked, so they asked me to buy some for them when I was buying for me." "But it got to be..." "Got to be, got to be..." "Got to be... every time I bought some weed," "I was buying for four or five different fuckin' people." "Finally I said, "Fuck this shit!" "I'm making this bitch rich."" "She didn't have to do jack shit." "She never even had to meet these people." "I was doing all the work." "But then that got to be a pain in the ass." "People calling me on the phone all the fuckin' time." "I couldn't even rent a fuckin' tape without six fuckin' phone calls interrupting me." ""Hey, when's the next time you're getting some?" Motherfucker!" "I'm trying to watch The Lost Boys, you know." ""When I get some, I'll let you know."" "Then these rinky-dink potheads come by." "They're my friends and everything, but still, you know?" "I got all my shit laid out in $60 bags." "They don't want $60 worth." "They want $10 worth." "Breaking it up is a major fuckin' pain in the ass." "I don't even know what $10 worth looks like." "This is a very weird situation." "I don't know if you remember back in '86, there was a major fuckin' drought." "Nobody had anything." "People were living on resin, smoking the wood in their pipes for months." "This chick had a bunch, and she's begging me to sell it." "So I told her, I wasn't gonna be Joe the Pot Man any more, but I would take a little bit and sell it to my close, close, close friends." "She agreed that we'd keep the same arrangement as before, ten percent, free pot for me as long as I helped her out that weekend." "She had a brick of weed she was selling, she didn't wanna go to the buy alone." "Her brother usually goes with her but he's in County unexpectedly." " What for?" " His traffic ticket's got a warrant." "They stop him for something, found warrants on him, took him to County." "Now, she doesn't wanna walk around alone with all that weed." "I don't wanna do this." "I have a very bad feeling about it." "She keeps asking me, keeps asking me, keeps asking me." "Finally, I said okay cause I'm sick of hearing it." "Now we're picking the guy up at the train station..." "Wait a minute." "You go to the station to pick up the buyer with the weed on you?" "The guy needed it right away." "Don't ask me why." "Anyway, we get to the train station and we're waiting for the guy." "I'm carrying the weed around in one of those little carry-on bags, I gotta take a piss." "I tell the connection I'll be right back, I'm going to the boys' room." "So I walk in the men's room and who's standing there?" "Four Los Angeles County sheriffs and a German shepherd." "They're waiting for you?" "No, it's just a bunch of cops hanging out in the men's room talking." "When I walk through the door they all stop what they were talking about and they looked at me." "That's hard, man." "That's a fuckin' hard situation." "The German shepherd starts barking." "He's barking at me." "I mean, it's obvious he's barking at me." "Every nerve ending, all my senses, blood in my veins, everything I have is screaming," ""Take off, man." "Just bail." "Just get the fuck out of there!"" "Panic hits me like a bucket of water." "First there's the shock of it." "Bam, right in the face." "I'm just standing there, drenched in panic, and all these sheriffs are looking at me, and they know, man." "They can smell it, sure as that fuckin' dog can." "They can smell it on me." "Shut up!" "Hey, so, so, anyway..." "I got my gun drawn, right, and I got it pointed right at this guy and I tell him, "Freeze!" "Don't fuckin' move!"" "And this little idiot's looking right at me, nodding his head yea, and he's saying, "I know, I know, I know."" "But meanwhile, his right hand is creeping towards the glove box." "And I scream at him." "I go, "Asshole, I'm gonna fuckin' blow you away right now!"" ""Put your hands on the dash!"" "And he's still looking at me, nodding his head, you know, "I know, buddy." "I know." "I know."" "And meanwhile, you know, his hand is still going for the glove box." "And I said, "Buddy, I'm gonna shoot you in the face"," ""if you don't put your hands on the fuckin' dash!"" "And then this guy's girlfriend, this real sexy Oriental bitch, you know, she starts screaming at him, "Chuck!" "Chuck!" "What are you doing?"" ""Listen to the officer!" "Put your hands on the dash!"" "So, you know, then like nothing, the guy snaps out of it and casually puts his hands on the dash." " What was he going for?" " His fuckin' registration." "You're kidding!" "No, man!" "Stupid fucking citizen doesn't know how close he came to getting blown away." "That close, man." "Bonehead running around the neighborhood." "Police brutality." "You knew how to handle that situation." "You shit your pants and dive in and swim." "Tell me more about Cabot." "I don't know." "He's..." "He's a cool guy." "I don't know." "He's funny." "He's a funny guy." "You remember the Fantastic Four?" "Oh, yeah, with that invisible bitch and "Flame On" and shit." "The Thing." "Motherfucker looks just like the Thing." " Yeah?" " Hey... show time." "Grab your jacket." "I'm parked outside." "I'll be right down." "He'll be right down." "♪ My sunshine ♪" "♪ The part he always liked the best ♪" "♪ When she'd tease him with a kiss♪" "♪ And she said you make me happy ♪" "♪ You fool for love♪" "♪ What he wouldn't do for love ♪" "♪ He's a fool, a fool for love ♪" "♪ Born a fool You got to follow the rule ♪" "♪ Always a foo... ♪" "Don't pussy out on me now." "They don't know." "They don't know shit." "You're not gonna get hurt." "You're fuckin' Baretta." "They believe every fuckin' word cause you're super cool." "There goes our boy." "I swear, the guy has to have rocks in his head the size of Gibraltar to work undercover." " You want one of these?" " Yeah, gimme the bear claw." "♪ Ouga chaka!" "Ouga, ouga!" "Ouga chaka!" "Ouga, ouga!" "Ouga chaka!" "♪" "♪ Ouga, ouga, ouga chaka!" "Ouga, ouga, ouga ♪" " ♪ I can't stop this feelin' ♪ - ♪ Ouga chaka!" "Ouga, ouga... ♪" "Hey, I know what I'm talking about, okay?" "Black women ain't the same as white women." "There's a slight difference." "Very funny." "You know what I mean." "What a white bitch will put up with, a black bitch wouldn't put up with for a minute, man." "They got a line and if you cross it, they fuck you up." "I gotta go along with Pink on that one." "I've seen it happen." "Okay, Mr. Expert, if this is such a truism, why is it that every nigger I know treats his woman like a piece of shit?" "I'll make you a bet that those same damn niggers who are showing their ass in public, when their bitches get 'em home, man, they chill out." " Not these guys." " Oh, yeah, those guys too." "I'll tell you guys a story." "In one of Daddy's clubs, there's a black cocktail waitress named Elois." " Elois?" " Yeah, Elois." "E-Lois." "We called her Lady E." "Where was she from?" "Compton?" "From Ladera Heights." "Ladera Heights, that's the black Beverly Hills." "No, it's not the black Beverly Hills." "It's the black Palos Verdes." "Anyway, Lady E, I mean, she was a man-eater-upper." "Un-fucking-believable." "Every guy who ever, ever laid eyes on her had to jack off to her at least once." "You know who she looked like?" "She looked like Christie Love." "Remember that TV show Get Christie Love!" ", about the black female cop?" "She always used to say," ""You're under arrest, sugar."" "Who was the chick who played Christie Love?" " Pam Grier." " No, it wasn't Pam Grier." "Pam Grier was the other one." "Pam Grier did the film." "Christie Love was like a Pam Grier TV show without Pam Grier." " So who was Christie Love?" " How the fuck should I know?" "Great, now I'm totally fuckin' tortured!" "Whoever it was, it doesn't matter." "She looked like Elois." "Anne Francis." "No, that was Honey West." " Anne Francis is white." " Shut up, all right?" "I'm trying to tell a story here." "She looked exactly like Elois." "Anyway..." "I come into the club one night, and there's Carlos, he's the bartender." "He's a wetback." "He's a friend of mine." "And I says to him, "Carlos, where's Lady E tonight?"" "And he..." "And now, apparently, Lady E was married to a real piece of dog shit." "I mean a real fuckin' animal." "He used to do things to her." "Do things?" "Do things like what?" "What would he do?" "Did he beat her up or something?" "I don't know what he did." "He just did things, all right?" "So, anyway, one night she plays it real cool." "She waits for this bag of shit to get drunk, he falls asleep on the fuckin' couch, she sneaks up on him, and she puts some wacko glue on his dick..." " Ohh!" " And glues his dick to his belly!" " No!" " Jesus Christ!" "I'm serious, man." "I'm serious." "I'm dead serious." "They had to call the paramedics to cut the prick loose, literally!" " ...do some crazy things with it." " Was he all pissed off?" "How would you feel if every time you had to take a piss you had to do a fuckin' handstand?" "You guys like to tell jokes and giggle and kid around, huh?" "Giggling like a bunch of young broads in the school yard." "Well, let me tell a joke." "Five guys sitting in a bullpen in San Quentin wondering how the fuck they got there." ""What did we do wrong?" "What shoulda we done?" ""What didn't we do?" "What happens now?" ""It's your fault, my fault, his fault." All that bullshit." "Finally someone comes up with the idea, "Wait a minute," ""while we were planning this caper, all we did was sit around and tell fuckin' jokes."" "Got the message?" "Fellas, I don't mean to holler at you." "When this caper's over, and I'm sure it's gonna be a successful one, hell, we'll go down the Hawaiian islands, I'll roar and laugh with all of you." "You'll find me a different character down there." "Right now, it's a matter of business." "With the exception of Eddie and myself, who you already know, we're gonna be using aliases on this job." "Under no circumstances do I want any one of you to relate to each other by your Christian names, and I don't want any talk about yourself personally." "That includes where you been, your wife's name, where you might have done time, or a bank that you robbed in St. Petersburg." "All I want you guys to talk about if you have to, is what you're gonna do." "That should do it." "Here are your names." "Mr. Brown," "Mr. White," "Mr. Blond," "Mr. Blue, Mr. Orange," " and Mr. Pink." " Why am I Mr. Pink?" "Because you're a faggot, all right?" " Why can't we pick our own colors?" " No way." "No way." "Tried it once, it doesn't work." "You get four guys all fighting over who's gonna be Mr. Black." "They don't know each other so nobody wants to back down." "No way." "I pick." "You're Mr. Pink." "Be thankful you're not Mr. Yellow." "Yeah, but Mr. Brown, that's a little too close to Mr. Shit." "Mr. Pink sounds like Mr. Pussy." "How about if I'm Mr. Purple?" "That sounds good to me." "I'll be Mr. Purple." "You're not Mr. Purple." "Some guy on some other job is Mr. Purple." "You're Mr. Pink!" "Who cares what your name is?" "Yeah, that's easy for you to say." "You're Mr. White." "You have a cool-sounding name." "All right, look, if it's no big deal to be Mr. Pink, do you wanna trade?" "Hey, nobody's trading with anybody." "This ain't a goddamn fuckin' city council meeting, you know?" "Now, listen up, Mr. Pink, there's two ways you can go on this job:" "my way or the highway." "Now, what's it gonna be, Mr. Pink?" "Jesus Christ, Joe, fuckin' forget about it." "It's beneath me, you know." "I'm Mr. Pink." "Let's move on." "I'll move on when I feel like it." "All you guys got the goddamn message?" "I'm so goddamn mad hollering at you guys, I can hardly talk." "Let's go to work." "Let's go over it." "Where are you?" "I stand outside and guard the door." "I don't let anybody go in or go out." " Mr. Brown?" " Mr. Brown waits in the car." "He's parked across the street." "When I signal he pulls up in front of the store." "Mr. Blond and Mr. Blue?" "Crowd control." "They handle customers and employees." " That girl's ass?" " Sitting right here on my dick." "Myself and Mr. Pink?" "Ah, you two take the manager in the back and make him give you the diamonds." "We're there for those stones, period." "Since no display cases are being fucked with, no alarms should go off." "We're out of there in two minutes." "Not one second longer." "What happens if the manager won't give you the diamonds?" "When you're dealing with a store like this, they're insured up the ass." "They're not supposed to give you any resistance whatsoever." "If you get a customer or an employee who thinks he's Charles Bronson, take the butt of your gun and smash their nose in." "It drops them right to the floor." "Everyone jumps." "He falls down screaming, blood squirts out of his nose." "Freaks everybody out." "Nobody says fuckin' shit after that." "You might get some bitch talk shit to you, but give her a look like you're gonna smash her face next." "Watch her shut the fuck up." "Now if it's a manager, that's a different story." "The managers know better than to fuck around." "So, if you get one that's giving you static, he probably thinks he's a real cowboy, so you got to break that son of a bitch in two." "If you wanna know something and he won't tell you, cut off one of his fingers." "The little one." "Then tell him his thumb's next." "After that he'll tell you if he wears ladies' underwear." "I'm hungry." "Let's get a taco." "Come on!" "Fuck!" "Fuck!" "Jesus!" "I got blinded, man." "I'm fuckin' blind." "You're not blind." "You just got blood in your eyes, all right?" "Is he dead?" "Did he die or not?" "Let's go." "Hold it!" "Hold it!" "Right there!" "Get out of the fuckin' car!" "I'm sorry." "I'm sorry, Larry." "I..." "I can't believe she killed me." "Who'd have fuckin' thought that?" "Hey, just cancel that shit right now." "You're hurt." "You're hurt real fuckin' bad, but you ain't dying." "Ohh!" "All this blood's scaring the shit out of me, Larry." "I..." "I'm gonna die, I know it." "What the fuck happened?" "He slashed the cop's face, cut off his ear and was gonna burn him alive." "What?" "I didn't hear you." "I said..." "Blond went crazy." "He slashed the cop's face, cut off his ear and was gonna burn him alive." "This cop?" "No..." "He went crazy, something like that?" "Worse or better?" "Eddie, he was pulling a burn, man." "He was gonna kill the cop and me." "When you guys walked through the door, he was gonna blow you to hell and make off with the diamonds." "What'd I tell you?" "That sick piece of shit was a stone-cold psycho." "You could've asked the cop, if you didn't just kill him." "He talked about what he was gonna do when he was slicing him up." "I don't buy it." "Doesn't make sense." "Makes perfect fuckin' sense to me." "You weren't there during the job, buddy." "You didn't see how he acted." "We did." "He's right about the ear, it's hacked off." "All right, let me just say this out loud, cause I wanna get this straight in my head." "You're saying that Mr. Blond was gonna kill you, and then when we got back he was gonna kill us, take the satchel of diamonds and scram." "I'm right about that, right, that's correct, that's your story?" "I swear on my mother's eternal soul, it's what happened." "The man you just killed just got released from prison." "He got caught at a company warehouse full of hot items." "He could've fuckin' walked." "All he had to do was say my dad's name, but he didn't, he kept his fuckin' mouth shut, and he did his fuckin' time and he did it like a man." "He did four years for us." "So, Mr. Orange... you're telling me that this very good friend of mine, who did four years for my father, who, in four years, never made a deal, no matter what they dangled in front of him... you're telling me that now that this man is free," "and we're making good on our commitment to him, he's just gonna decide, out of the fuckin' blue... to rip us off?" "Why don't you tell me what really happened." "What the hell for?" "It'd just be more bullshit." "This man set us up." "Dad, I'm sorry, but I don't know what the hell's happening." "It's all right, Eddie, I do." "What the fuck are you talking about?" "That lump of shit's workin' with the LAPD." "I don't have the slightest fuckin' idea what you're talking about." "Joe, Joe, I don't know what you think you know, but you're wrong." "Like hell I am." "Joe, trust me on this, you've made a mistake." "He's a good kid." "I understand you're out!" "You're super-fuckin'-pissed." "We're all real emotional." "But you're barking up the wrong tree." "I know this man, he wouldn't do that." "You don't know jack shit!" "I do." "The cocksucker tipped off the cops, and got Mr. Brown and Mr. Blue killed." "Mr. Blue is dead?" "Dead as Dillinger." "How do you know all this?" "He was the only one I wasn't 100 percent on." "I should have my fuckin' head examined, going ahead when I wasn't 100 percent." "That's your proof?" "You don't need proof when you have instinct!" "I ignored it before, but no more." "Have you lost your fuckin' mind?" "Joe, you're making a terrible mistake." "I'm not gonna let you make it." "Come on, guys." "Nobody wants this." "We're supposed to be fuckin' professionals." "Larry, look, it's been quite a long time." "A lot of jobs." "There's no need for this, man." "Let's just put our guns down... and let's settle this with a fuckin' conversation." "Joe, if you kill that man, you die next." "Repeat: if you kill that man, you die next." "Larry, we have been friends... and you respect my dad and I respect you, but I will put fuckin' bullets through your heart." "You put that fuckin' gun down now!" "God damn you, Joe... don't make me do this." "Larry, stop pointing' that fuckin' gun at my dad!" "I'm sorry, kid." "Looks like we're gonna... do... do a little time." "I'm a cop." "Larry..." "I'm sorry." "I'm... so... sorry." "I'm a cop." "I'm sorry." "Oh!" "Oh!" "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." "I'm sorry." "I'm... sorry..." "Larry, I'm sorry." "Freeze!" "Drop the fuckin' gun, buddy!" " Now!" " Put the gun down!" " Don't do it!" " Drop the gun, man!" " Don't do it!" " Drop the gun." "Drop the fuckin' gun!" "We're gonna fuckin' blow you away!" "♪ Brother bought a coconut He bought it for a dime ♪" "♪ His sister had another one She paid it for the lime ♪" "♪ She put the lime in the coconut She drank them both up ♪" "♪ She put the lime in the coconut She drank them both up ♪" "♪ She put the lime in the coconut She drank them both up ♪" "♪ She put the lime in the coconut She called the doctor, woke him up ♪" "♪ And said, Doctor Ain't there nothin' I can take ♪" "♪ I say, Doctor To relieve this belly ache?" "♪" "♪ I say, Doctor Ain't there nothin' I can take ♪" "♪ I say, Doctor To relieve this belly ache?" "♪" "♪ Now let me get this straight ♪" "♪ You put the lime in the coconut You drank them both up ♪" "♪ Put the lime in the coconut You drank them both up ♪" "♪ Put the lime in the coconut You drank them both up ♪" "♪ Put the lime in the coconut You called your doctor, woke him up ♪" "♪ And said, Doctor Ain't there nothing I can take ♪" "♪ I said, Doctor To relieve this belly ache?" "♪" "♪ I said, Doctor Ain't there nothin' I can take♪" "♪ I said, Doctor To relieve this belly ache?" "♪" "♪ You put the lime in the coconut, you drink them both together ♪" "♪ Put the lime in the coconut Then you feel better ♪" "♪ Put the lime in the coconut Drink them both up ♪" "♪ Put the lime in the coconut And call me in the morning ♪" "♪ Ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh ♪" "♪ Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh ♪" "♪ Ooh, ooh-ooh ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh ooh-ooh ♪" "♪ Brother bought a coconut He bought it for a dime ♪" "♪ His sister had another one She paid it for the lime ♪" "♪ She put the lime in the coconut She drank them both up ♪" "♪ She put the lime in the coconut She called the doctor, woke him up ♪" "♪ Said, Doctor Ain't there nothin' I can take ♪" "♪ I say, Doctor To relieve this belly ache?" "♪" "♪ I say, Doctor Ain't there nothin' I can take?" "♪" "♪ I say, Doctor Let me get this straight ♪" "♪ You put the lime in the coconut You drink them both up ♪" "♪ Put the lime in the coconut You drink them both up ♪" "♪ You put the lime in the coconut You drink them both up ♪" "♪ Put the lime in the coconut You such a silly woman ♪" "♪ Put the lime in the coconut And drink them both together ♪" "♪ Put the lime in the coconut Then you feel better ♪" "♪ Put the lime in the coconut Drink them both down ♪" "♪ Put the lime in the coconut And call me in the morning ♪" "♪ Woo-woo Ain't there nothin' you can take ♪" "♪ I say, woo-woo To relieve your belly ache?" "♪" "♪ You say, woo-woo Ain't there nothin' I can take ♪" "♪ I say, woo-woo To relieve your belly ache?" "♪" "♪ You say, ya-ah Ain't there nothin' I can take ♪" "♪ I say, wa-ah To relieve this belly ache?" "♪" "♪ I say, Doctor Ain't there nothin' I can take?" "♪" "♪ I say, Doctor Ain't there nothin' I can take?" "♪" "♪ I say, Doctor Ain't there nothin' I can take?" "♪" "♪ I say, Doctor You're such a silly woman ♪" "♪ Put the lime in the coconut And drink them both together ♪" "♪ Put the lime in the coconut Then you feel better ♪" "♪ Put the lime in the coconut Drink them both up ♪" "♪ Put the lime in the coconut And call me in the morning ♪" "♪ Yes, you call me in the morning ♪" "♪ If you call me in the morning I'll tell you what to do ♪" "♪ If you call me in the morning I'll tell you what to do ♪" "♪ If you call me in the morning I'll tell you what to do ♪" "♪ If you call me in the morning I'll tell you what to do ♪" "♪ If you call me in the morning... ♪"