"In "Like a Virgin" it's about a girl who digs a guy with a big dick." "The entire song, it's a metaphor for big dicks." "Nah, it ain't." "It's about a girl who's very vulnerable." "She's been fucked over a few times, and she meets a guy who's sensitive." "Sell that bullshit to the tourists." "Toby..." " Who is Toby?" ""Like A Virgin" is not about some sensitive girl who meets a nice fella." "That's what "True Blue" is about" " Which one's "True Blue?"" "You ain't heard "True Blue?" It was a big hit!" "Don't you follow the charts?" "I didn't say, I never heard of it." "I'm not the world's biggest Madonna fan." "Personally, I can do without her." "I liked her early stuff." "But after the "Papa Don't Preach" phase I tuned out." "Hey, you're making me lose my train of thought!" "What was I saying?" "Oh, Toby is 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 the fuck was I talking about?" " "True Blue" was about a sensitive girl who meets a guy, but "Like a Virgin" was a big dick metaphor." "I'll tell you, what "Like a Virgin" is about:" "It's about this "cooze," a regular fuck machine." "Day and night." "Dick, dick, dick..." " How many dicks is that?" "A lot." " So one day, she meets this "John Holmes" guy, and this cat is like Charles Bronson in "The Great Escape." He digs tunnels." "Now she's getting serious dick action, feeling stuff for the first time, she's feeling pain." " Chew?" "Toby Chew?" "It hurts!" "It shouldn't hurt because she should be broken in by now, but when this cat fucks her, it hurts just like the first time." "The pain is reminding the "fuck machine" what it was like to be a virgin." "Hence, the title: "Like a Virgin."" "Wong!" "Gimme that fucking thing." " What are you doing?" "Give my book back!" "I'm sick of hearing it." "I'll give it to you, when we leave." "What do you mean?" "Give it back to me now!" "The last fifteen minutes you've been droning on about names." "Toby..." "Toby Wong?" "Toby Chung?" "Fucking Charlie Chan!" "I've got Madonna's big dick coming out of my left ear and Toby, the Jap, I don't know what, out of my right." "Gimme that book." "Are you gonna put it away?" " I'll do what I like with it." "Then I'm afraid I'm gonna keep it." " Hey, Joe..." "Want me to shoot this guy?" " Shit..." "You shoot me in a dream, you better wake up and apologize." "Have you been listening to "K-Billy's Super Sounds of the 70's Weekend?"" "It's great!" " You hear the songs they play!" "You know what I heard the other day?" ""Heartbeat Is a Lovebeat!"" "I haven't heard that since 5th grade." "When I was coming here, "The Night The Lights Went Out in Georgia" came on." "I hadn't heard it since it was big." "And then, I heard it millions of times." "I realized for the first time, that the girl singing the song, shot Andy." "You didn't know who shot him?" " I thought it was the "cheap wife."" "They say that at the end of the song." " Yeah, motherfucker, I just heard it!" "Don't call me "motherfucker," unless you know the words!" " I was zoned out!" "I'll take care of the check, you guys get the tip." "About a buck apiece." "And you, when I come back, I want my book!" "Sorry, It's my book now." "Hey, I've changed my mind." "Shoot this piece of shit, will ya?" "Alright, everybody cough up some green for the young lady." "Come on, throw in a buck." " I don't tip." "You don't tip?" " No, I don't believe in it." "You don't believe in tipping?" " Do you know what these chicks make?" "She doesn't make enough money, she can quit." "Even a fucking Jew wouldn't say that." "You don't ever tip?" "I don't tip because society says I have to." "I'll only tip somebody if they really deserve it." "If they make an effort." "But this tipping automatically, it's for the birds." "They're just doing their job." " This girl was nice." " She was okay, but she wasn't anything special." " Special?" "Should she suck your dick?" "I'd go over 12% for that." "I ordered coffee, and she only filled my cup three times." "I wanted it filled six times." "What if she's too fucking busy?" " A waitress can't understand too busy." "The last thing you need is a cup of coffee." "Jesus, these ladies aren't starving to death." "They make the minimum wage." "I used to work for minimum wage." "And my job wasn't deemed "tip-worthy."" "They're counting on your tips!" "This is the world's smallest violin, and it's playing just for waitresses." "You don't have any idea." "These people bust their ass." "This is a hard job." "So's working at McDonald's, but you don't tip them." "Why does society say, don't tip these guys, but tip these ones?" "Bullshit!" "Waitressing is the number one occupation for female non-college graduates here." "It's the one job basically any woman can get and make a living on." "Because of the tips." "Fuck all that!" "Jesus Christ..." " I'm very sorry the government taxes their tips." "The waitresses are fucked in the ass by the government on a regular basis." "If you want me to vote against it, I will, but I won't "play ball."" "And as for this non-college bullshit!" "Learn to fucking type." "I'm not helping out with the rent." " He's convinced me." "Give me my dollar." "Leave the dollars there." "Alright, "ramblers" let's get rambling." "Wait a minute, who didn't throw in?" " Mr. Pink." "Mr. Pink?" "Why not?" " He don't tip." "What'd ya mean?" "You don't tip?" "He don't believe in it." " Shut up." "You don't believe in it?" "C'mon you, cough up a buck!" "I paid for your goddamned breakfast!" "Alright, since you paid for breakfast." "But normally, I would never do this." "I don't mind what you "normally" do." "Just cough up the goddamned buck." "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 70's" Weekend just keeps on trucking!" "I'm gonna die!" "No, I'm gonna die!" "I'm gonna die!" " Hold on, Buddy Boy!" "I'm gonna die!" "I'm sorry!" "Give me your hand!" " I kinda wish he'd killed me." "Get the fucking car back!" "Hey!" "Just can that shit!" "You're hurt." "Hurt real fucking bad." "But you ain't dying!" "All this blood is scaring the shit out of me." "I'm gonna die!" "I know it!" "Excuse me, I didn't realize you had a degree in medicine!" "Are you a doctor?" "Are you a doctor?" "Answer me, please!" "Are you a doctor?" "No, I'm not." " Okay, so you admit, you don't know what you're saying." "Stop giving me your amateur opinion." "Listen:" "I'm taking you to the rendevous." "Joe's gonna get you a doctor who will 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 gaddamn word!" "You're gonna be okay!" "Say the goddamn word!" "Say it!" " Okay, Larry..." "Correct!" "Correct!" "Oh, okay..." "Look where we are." "We made it." "You gonna save me man?" "You gonna save me?" " Now we're in the warehouse." "Who's the tough guy, the tough guy?" "Who's the tough guy." " I'm a tough guy, Larry..." "You're a fucking tough guy." "We're in the warehouse." "Look where we are." "We fucking made it!" "We fucking made it." "We're in the warehouse." "Look where we are." "Look where we are." "Hold on." "Shit!" " Quit banging your head!" "You're gonna bang a hole in the floor!" "You don't wanna hurt the fucking floor, do ya?" "I can't do anything for ya." "But when Joe gets here, which must be any time now, he's going to help you." "He'll take care of you." "We're just gonna wait for Joe." "Who are we waiting for?" "Joe..." "Larry, this is fucking scary, man!" "Would you please hold me?" "Yeah, sure." "Go ahead, and be scared." "You've been brave enough for one day." "I want you to relax, okay?" "You're not going to die." "You're gonna be fine." "When Joe gets here, he'll make you a hundred percent again." "Am I hurt bad, Larry?" "It's not good, no." "Larry, bless you, for what you're doing." "I was panicking for a minute back there, but I've got my senses back now." "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." "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 fucking God, man!" "Look in my eyes, Larry." "I won't tell them anything!" "You'll be safe, man!" "You're not gonna fucking die, kid." "Alright?" "Listen to me:" "You're going to be fine." "Along with the kneecap, the gut is the most painful area a guy can get shot in." "But it takes a long time, to die from it." "I'm talking days!" "You're gonna wish you were dead, but time is on your side." "Was that a fucking set-up or what?" "Shit, Orange got tagged?" "Gut-shot." "Fuck!" "Where's Brown?" "Dead." " O God... how did he die?" "How the fuck do you think?" "The cops shot him." " This is bad." "This is so fucking bad!" "..." "Is it bad?" " As opposed to good?" "This is fucked up." "This is fucked up." "Somebody fucked us up, "bigtime."" "You really think, we were set up?" "You even doubt it, man?" "I know it!" "Where did all those cops come from?" "Did they appear out of thin air?" "I didn't hear any sirens!" "When an alarm goes off, you have 4 minutes response time." "Unless a patrol car is cruising, you get 4 minutes before they respond." "But in one minute, there were 17 blue boys out there, knowing exactly what they were doing." "They were just there!" "Remember that second wave?" "They responded to the alarm." "But the first were waiting for us!" "Haven't you fucking thought about it?" "I haven't got a chance to think." "First, I just tried to get the fuck out of there, and since I've been dealing with him." "You'd better start thinking now!" "I wasn't even gonna come here," "I was just gonna drive off." "Because whoever set us up, knows this place!" "There could have been cops waiting here for us!" "They could be coming now!" "Let's go in the other room." "I'll be in there." "Don't leave me..." "I'm gonna die!" "I'll be right there, looking at you." "What the fuck, am I doing here, man?" "You know, I felt funny about this job, right off." "I should have walked." "It was like that every time I got caught buying weed." "I didn't trust the guy, but I wanted to believe him, because if it really was Thai stick, then it was great." "I always said:" "If I have a funny feeling about a job, then I'd walk." "And I didn't, I didn't." "Because of the fucking money." " We need you cool." "Are you cool?" "I am cool." "Splash some water on your face." "Take a breather." "Relax." "Have a cigarette." "I quit." "Alright." " Why?" "Have you got one?" "Yeah..." "Here." "Thanks." "Let's go through what happened." "We're in the place, everything is fine." "Then the alarm gets tripped." "I turn around, and all these cops are outside." "I blink my eyes, and they're there." "Everybody starts going "ape shit" and Mr. Blonde starts to shoot..." "That's not correct." " What's wrong with it?" "The cops didn't show up, after the alarm went off." "They didn't show up, until Mr. Blonde started shooting everybody." "After I heard the alarm, I saw the cops." " It wasn't that soon." "They didn't let their presence known, till after Mr. Blonde became a madman." "I'm saying they were there, but they didn't make a move until Mr. Blonde started shooting." "I mean, that's how I know we were set up" "Come on, Mr. White..." " Look, enough of this Mr. White shit." "Wait!" "Don't tell me your fucking 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." "Eveybody started shooting." "Move it!" "Out of the way!" " Get the fuck out of the way!" "Out of the way!" "Jesus Christ, what's the problem?" " Fucking asshole, fuck off!" "Jesus!" "Get the fuck out of the car!" "Move it!" "I tagged a couple of cops." "Did you kill anybody?" "A few cops." " No real people?" "Just cops." "Could you believe Mr. Blonde?" "That was the most insane thing that I have ever seen." "Why did Joe hire a guy like that?" " Y'know I don't wanna kill anybody." "If somebody is standing in my way, they've got to get out of it." "That's the way I look at it." "Choice between doing 10 years, or taking out some stupid motherfucker, ain't no choice." "But, I ain't no madman either." "What the fuck was Joe thinking?" "Can't work with a guy like that!" "We're goddamned lucky he didn't tag us whilst shooting." "I came this close, to taking his ass out myself." "I mean, everybody panics, everybody." "You get tense, it's human nature." "You panic, whoever you are." "Fuck, man, you panic on the inside." "In your head." "Give yourself a few seconds, and you get ahold of the situation." "You deal with it." "But don't start killing people!" "You have to act like a professional." "A psychopath ain't a professional." "I can't work with a psychopath." "You don't know what they'll do next." "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 happened." " After, it was every man for himself." "I've no idea what happened to Mr. Blonde and Mr. Blue." "I never looked back." "What do you think?" "What do I think?" "The cops either caught them or killed them." "You found a way out." "Yeah, and that was a fucking miracle!" "But even if they did get away, then where the fuck are they?" "Possibly one of them got hold of the diamonds and shhhew." " No way." "How can you be so sure?" "I got the diamonds." "That's my boy..." "Where?" " I stashed them." "Come on, let's go get them." "Right away." "Because if we stay here, we should have our heads examined." "But that was the plan." "We meet here." " Where is everybody?" "Once we find out we got a rat, the plan is null and void." "We've no idea, what's up, with Mr. Blonde and Mr. Blue." "They could be dead." "Or the cops are sweating them down." "They don't know our names, but they could be singing about this place." "I swear, I think I'm fucking jinxed." "What?" "Two jobs back it was a four-man job." "One of us was an undercover cop." "Oh, shit..." "Thank God, we discovered it in time." "I'd forget the whole thing, walk away." "Who's the rat, this time?" "Mr. Blue?" "Mr. Brown?" "Joe?" "He set this whole thing up." "Maybe he set it up to screw us?" " I don't bite." "Me and Joe go back a long time." "He has nothing to do with it." "I've known Joe since I was a kid, but I can't say he didn't do it." "I can only say, it wasn't me, but I can't say it about anybody else." "For all I know, you're the rat." " Or you're the fucking rat!" "Alright, now you're using your head." "And for all we know, he's the rat." "The kid in there is dying from a fucking bullet hole." "So don't call him a rat." "Look." "I'm right, okay?" "Somebody's a fucking 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." "How's Alabama?" "Alabama?" "I haven't seen Bama in over a year and a half." "I thought you two were a team?" "We did four jobs together, then decided to call it quits." "Why?" "You push that "woman-man thing" too long, and it gets to you." "What's she doing now?" "She hooked up with Frank McGarr." "Hell of a woman." "Good little thief." "So, explain the telegram. - 5-man job, busting out of a diamond wholesaler's." "Can you move the "ice" afterwards?" " No problem." "Guy's are waiting for it." "Didn't Spivey always move your "ice?"" " He's doing 20 years in Susanville." "20 years?" "Holy God..." "What for?" "Bad luck." "I guess you could say that again." "What's the exposure like?" " 2 minutes, tops." "But it's a tough 2 minutes." "Daylight." "During business hours." "You'll have to deal with a crowd." "How many employees?" " About 20." "Security is pretty lax." "They mostly deal in uncut stones, from the Diamond Syndicate." "But on this day, they get a delivery of polished stones from Israel." "The next day they get sent to Vermont." " No, they're not." "What's the cut, Papa?" " Juicy, Junior." "Real juicy." "Look..." "You do what you want." "I'm gonna check into a motel." "I'll lay low and I call Joe..." "Shit, did he die on us?" "Is he dead, or what?" "He ain't dead." " What is it?" "I think he's just passed out." "You scared the fucking shit out of me." "I thought he was dead for sure." "Without medical attention he will die for sure." "What are we gonna do?" "We can't take him to a hospital." "Without medical attention, he may not live through the night." "The bullet in his belly is my fault." "It may mean shit to you." "But not to me." "First things first." "Staying here, is goofy." "We gotta "book up."" "Shall we go to a hotel?" "The guy got a shot in the belly, can't walk." "Bleeds like a stuck pig." "And when he's awake, he screams in pain." "You got an idea, spit it out." "Joe could help." "We get in touch with Joe, and he takes him to a doctor." "Or Joe gets a doctor to see him." "Maybe, we could trust Joe." "How are we going to contact him?" "He's supposed to be here." "He's making me nervous." "Even if he's on the up, he ain't going to be too happy." "A robbery turned into a blood bath." "Dead cops, robbers, and civilians..." "I don't think he's going to have much sympathy." "If I was him, I'd put as much distance between me and this mess as possible." "Before you got here, Mr. Orange asked to be taken to a doctor." "To a hospital." "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." "Alright, we take him to a hospital." "If he knows nothing, it's his decision." " He knows all about me." "What?" "You didn't tell him your name, did you?" "My first name, and where I was from." "Why?" "I told him where I was from." "It was a natural conversation." "What did you tell him your name for?" "He asked!" "We had just gotten away from the cops, and he just got shot." "It was my fault, that he got shot." "He's a fucking bloody mess." "He's screaming." "I thought, he had died right then and there." "I'm trying to comfort him, telling him it will be okay and I'm gonna take care of him." "And he asked me what my name was." "The man was dying in my arms!" "What the fuck was I supposed to do?" "Tell him, I can't give out that fucking information?" "That it's against the rules?" "I don't trust you enough?" "Well, maybe I should've, but I couldn't!" "Fuck you, and fuck Joe!" "I'm sure it was a beautiful scene..." " Don't patronize me!" "Do the cops have a sheet on you?" " Yeah!" "Well, that's that." "I was worried about how much of a possibility it was..." "Now he knows, your name, where you're from and what your speciality is!" "They won't have to show him many pictures for him to pick you out!" "You didn't tell him anything else, that could narrow it down?" "Back off me, or else we're gonna go round and round!" "We ain't taking him to a hospital." "But we know he's gonna die." " I'm very sad." "Some guys are unlucky." "Why are you touching me?" "Do you wanna fuck with me?" " Shoot me, you little piece of shit!" "Go ahead, take a shot, I'm dealing with this situation!" "You're acting like a first year thief, I'm acting like a professional." "They get him, they could get you and closer to me." "That can't happen!" "And you're looking like it's my fault?" "I didn't tell him my name!" "Shit, 15 minutes ago you almost told me your name." "It's your problem!" "If you want to throw bad looks around, then throw them at the mirror!" "You kids shouldn't play so rough, somebody is gonna start crying..." "Mr. Blonde..." "Fucking, kicking me..." "What happened to you?" "I figured you were dead." "Are you okay?" "What happened to Blue?" "We didn't know what happened to you and Blue." "We were wondering about it?" "Brown is dead, and Orange got it in the belly..." "Enough!" "You better start talking, asshole, we got shit we need to talk about." "We're already freaked out." "We don't need you acting freaky as well." "Okay, let's talk." "We think we got a rat in the house." " I guarantee we've got a rat." "What makes you say that?" " Is that supposed to be funny?" "We think this place isn't safe." " We're leaving, you should come too." "Nobody's going anywhere." "Piss on this fucking turd!" "We're outta here." " Don't take another step." "Fuck you, you maniac!" "It's your fault that we're in trouble!" " What's the guy's problem?" "What's my problem?" "I got a problem, a big fucking problem, with a trigger-happy madman, who almost gets me shot!" "What are you talking about?" " That fucking shooting spree!" "In the store!" "Fuck 'em." "They set off the alarm, they deserved what they got." "You almost killed me!" "Asshole!" "If I knew what kind of a guy you were, I never would have worked with you!" "You gonna bark all day little doggie, or are you gonna bite?" "What was that?" "I didn't catch it." "Would you repeat it?" "Are you gonna bark all day little doggie, or are you gonna bite?" "Calm down!" "We got a playground here?" "You're acting like a bunch of niggers!" "They're always gonna kill each other." "You thought about taking him out!" " You said that?" "Yeah, I did." "But that was then." "Right now, he's the only one I trust." "It's homicidal to work with cops." " You taking his side?" "No!" "What we need is solidarity!" "Somebody's sticking a red hot poker up our ass, and I wanna know who it is!" "I know, I'm no piece of shit, I'm pretty sure you're okay, and I'm positive you are." "Let's try to figure out, who the bad guy is, alright?" "That was really exciting." "I'll bet you're a big Lee Marvin fan?" "Me too." "I love that guy." "My heart is beating so fast, I'm about to have a heart attack here." "I've got something outside I want to show you guys, so follow me." "Follow you?" "Where?" "To my car." "Did you forget your fries and soda?" " I had them already." "I got something, you might want to see." "It's a big suprise." "I'm sure you'll like it." "Come on." "We still gotta get outta here." " No." "We're going to stay here and wait." " For the cops?" "No, nice Guy Eddie." "Nice Guy Eddie?" "He's probably on a plane halfway to Costa Rica." "No, I spoke to him on the phone, and he said he's on his way." "Why didn't you say that right away?" " Because you never asked me." "Hardy fucking har." "What did he say?" "He said: "Stay put."" "So, in the meantime, I'll show you something." "Jesus Christ..." "Maybe our boy in blue can answer some of these questions about the "rat" business." " You're a piece a' work, my friend!" "Not bad." "Let's get him outta here." "Hey Sid, relax." "I've known you a long time..." "I know you'll pay me back." "Don't tell me what I already know." "Don't embarrass me." "You had a bad few months." "You do what everyone does." "I don't care if it's Morgan or Irving the tailor." "Vic Vega's outside." " Hold on..." "Who?" "Vic Vega." " Oh, tell him to come in." "I gotta go, a friend's waiting." "Chin up, I'll be talking to you." "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, feel at home." "Wanna little drink?" " Yeah." " How about a little Remy Martin?" "Sure." "Who's your parole officer?" "Seymour Scagnetti." "How is he?" " He's a fucking asshole." "Won't let me leave the halfway house." " It never ceases to amaze me." "Jungle bunny slits someones throat, and gets Doris Day as a parole officer." "But a good fella like you, ends up with a ball-busting prick." "I appreciated the packages you sent me on the inside." "Hell, was I supposed to forget you?" " It meant a lot to me." "It was the least I could do!" "I wish to hell I coulda done more." "Thanks a lot, Joe." " Hey, Vic..." ""Toothpick Vic"..." "Tell me, kid..." "What are your plans?" "You son of a bitch." "I don't believe it!" "How are you doing, Toothpick?" "Hey, Eddie!" "Sorry, I should have picked you up myself." "This week has been crazy." "I've had my head up my ass the whole time." "That's what your Dad and I were saying." " That I should have picked you up?" "No, that you had your head up your ass." "I walk in, and he says: "Vic, someone is finally here who knows what's what!" "My son Eddie is a fuckup." "He's ruining the business." "I love the guy, but he's flushing it all down the john."" "That's what you said Joe, right?" "Eddie, I hate for you to hear it like this, but Vic asked me how business was, and I just couldn't lie to him." "Very true." "Alright, enough of the shit!" "Come on, this isn't a playground!" "You wanna roll round on the floor, do it in Eddie's office, not mine." "Daddy, did you see that?" " What?" "The guy tried to fuck me." "You wish!" " You sick bastard, you tried to fuck me in the office." "Look, Vic." "You can do what you want in the privacy of your own home, but don't try and fuck me." "I don't think of you that way." "I like you a lot, buddy, but not in that way." "If I was a "butt cowboy" I wouldn't even throw you to the posse." "No, you'd keep me for yourself." "4 years fucking punks up the ass, appreciates a piece of prime rib." "I might break you in, but I'd make you my dog's bitch." "Ain't that sad." "Walks into prison a white man and now talks like a nigger." "I think it's all the black sperm, that's been pumped up your ass." "Now, it's coming out of your mouth." "Keep talking like a bitch, and I'm gonna slap you like a bitch." "Enough of that shit!" "I'm sick of it." "Sit down both of you!" "Eddie, you came in here, whilst we were talking serious business." "Vic has got a parole problem." "Who's your parole officer?" " Seymour Scagnetti." "Scagnetti..." "Fuck!" "I hear he's a motherfucker." " Oh, he's a fucker." "Won't let me leave halfway house, unless I have a shitty job." "You come back to work for us, right?" "Well, I wanna, but I gotta prove to the asshead that I've got a regular job first, before he'll let me move out on my own." "I can't come back to work for you, if every evening I have to worry about some curfew." "We can work it out, can't we, Eddie?" "This ain't all that bad." "We can get you a lot of legitimate jobs." "I'll get you down in Long Beach as a dock worker." "I don't want to lift no crates, Eddie." " You ain't gonna lift no shit." "You won't 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." "You get a time card, it's clocked in for you every day, and at the end of the week, a pay-check." "Dockworkers do very well." "You move into a halfway decent place, without Scagnetti asking any questions." "If he decides to make a surprise visit, that's the day we sent you to Tustin, to pick up a load of shit." "If he comes back again, we say:" ""You just missed him, we sent him to the Taft Airstrip, he had to pick up a load of shit." Part of your job is going everywhere." "We've got places all over the place." "See, Vic,?" "Did I tell you not to worry." "I'll take you down to Long Beach tomorrow and get it fixed with Matthews." "I really appreciate what you're doing, but when can I come back and do some real work?" "Hard to say." "It's kind of a strange time." "Things are a little..." " Fucked up, is what they are." "We're getting ready for a big meeting in Vegas." "Let Eddie set you up at Long Beach for now." "Get you a job, and give you some cash and get this Scagnetti of your back." "Then we'll talk to you, alright?" "Dad, I got an idea." "Just hear me out." "I know, you don't like using the boys on these jobs, but Vic here, he's always brought us luck." "The guy's a fucking rabbit's foot." "I'd like to have him in." "You know he can handle himself, and you know that you can trust him." "And, Vic?" "How would you feel about pulling a job with about five other guys?" "I'd feel great." ""Super Sounds of the 70's" with K-Billy continues, and the 12th caller wins 2 tickets for the "Monster Truck Extravaganza,"" "being held tonight at the Carson Fairgrounds." "Featuring Big Daddy Don Bodine's truck "The Behemoth."" "The 12th caller wins on the station, where the seventies survived." "Hey, Dov, we got a major situation here." "I gotta talk with Daddy." "And see what he wants done." "All I know, is what Vic told me." "It turned into a bullet festival." "He took a cop hostage, just to get outta there." "Do I sound like I'm joking?" "He's driving around with a cop in his trunk." "I don't know who did what." "I don't know who got the loot." "I don't know who's dead." "I don't know who's caught." "I will know." "I'm practically there now." "What do I tell these guys about Daddy?" "Alright." "You're sure, that's what he said?" "Yeah, that's what I thought." "Fuck you!" "Do you want to play the hero?" "You like to be a fucking hero?" "You're going to be lumped and bloody." "But you're going to talk, or..." " I fucking don't know anything!" "You fucking know!" "Look at me." "You fucking know." "What in "Sam Hill" is going on?" "What's going on here?" "Where's Joe!" " Hey, we've got a cop." "Shit, Orange is dead!" "No, he's not, but he will be, if he ain't taken care of." " It was a set up!" "The cops were waiting for us." " What?" "Nobody set anybody up." "The cops were waiting for us!" " Bullshit!" "You weren't there!" "The cops had the store staked out!" "Okay, Mr. Fucking Detective, you're so fucking smart..." "Who did it?" " What the hell do you think we've been asking each other?" "And?" "Do you think, I set you up?" "I don't know, but somebody did." "You assholes turn a fucking jewelry store..." "Don't you call me an asshole!" " You idiot!" "You turn it into a Wild West Show, and wonder why the cops turn up?" "Where's Joseph?" "I ain't talked to him." "Daddy's coming down and he's pissed." "He's pissed." "I told you he would be!" " What did Joe say?" "I don't know!" "I only know he's pissed." " What are we gonna do about him?" "Give me a chance to breathe!" "I got a few questions of my own." "You ain't dying." "He is!" " Okay, Mr. Compassion, I will call somebody!" "Who?" " A fucking snake charmer." "Who do you think?" "A doctor, of course!" "He'll fix him up." "What happened to Brown and Blue?" "Brown's dead." "We don't know about Blue." " Brown's dead?" "Are you sure?" "I'm sure." "I was there." "He took one in the head." "Nobody knows 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, it's the bastard you told me about?" "Why are you beating on him?" "Maybe he can tell us who set us up." "If you beat him long enough, he'll tell you he started the Chicago Fire!" "Now, that doesn't mean, that it's necessarily so!" "Come on man, think!" "First things fucking last." "Who's got the stones?" "Tell me one little favor, just for my sake." "I got 'em." "I got 'em bagged." "I stashed them away." "Good, then let's go get it." "But first, we gotta get rid of the cars." "Blondie, stay here and baby-sit them two." "White and Pink, you take a car each." "I'll follow you, you ditch 'em." "We pick up the stones." "In the meantime, I'll arrange a doctor." " We can't leave him with these guys." "Why not?" " Because he's a fucking psycho." "You think Joe's pissed off?" "That ain't nothing to how pissed off I am at him, for putting me in the same room as that bastard!" "See, what I've been putting up with?" "I walked in here, told these guys about staying put," "Mr. White whips out his gun, sticking it in my face, calling me a motherfucker, saying he's gonna blow me away and blah, blah, blah..." "He's the reason, that the joint turned into a shooting spree." "What are you?" "A fucking silent partner?" "Tell him!" "He went crazy in the store, but he seems alright now." "This is what he was doing..." "I told them not to touch the fucking alarm." "If they had done as they were told, they would still be alive." "My fucking hero!" "Thanks." "That's your excuse for going on a kill-crazy rampage?" "I don't like alarms." "We ain't letting the cop go." "Not after he's seen everybody." "I never even seen you guys." "Shut the fuck up!" " You should never have taken him out of the trunk." "We wanted to know what he knew about the set up!" " There is no set up!" "Here's the news:" "Blondie, you stay here and take care of these two." "White and Pink, come with me!" "Because if Joe sees all the cars," "I swear to you, he's going to be mad at me as well!" "Come on, 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 a set up." "I've been on the force only 8 months." "They don't tell me anything." "Nobody tells me shit." "You can torture me all you want." "Torture you?" "That sounds like a good idea." "I like it." "Sounds fine." " Even your boss said there wasn't a set up!" "My what?" " Your boss." "Excuse me, pal..." "I wanna make clear to you:" "I don't have a boss." "Nobody tells me what to do." "You understand?" "Hear what I said, you son-of-a-bitch?" " Alright, you don't have a boss." "Get the fucking shit off." "Look, kid." "I'm not going to bullshit you, okay?" "I don't really give a fuck, what you know or don't know." "But I'm going to torture you anyway." "Regardless." "Not to get information." "It's amusing me, to torture a cop." "You can say anything you want." "Because I've heard it all before." "All you can do, is pray for a quick death, which you ain't gonna get." "You ever listen to "K-Billy's Super Sounds of the 70's?"" "It's my personal favorite." "Joe Egan and Gerry Rafferty were a duo known as "Stealer's Wheel"" "when in April '74 they recorded this Dylanesque-pop-bubble-gum favorite, that reached up to Number Five." "Super Sounds of the 70's continues." "Hold still!" "Hold still, ya fuck!" "Was it as good for you as it was for me?" "Hey, what's going on?" "You hear that?" "Don't go anywhere." "I'll be right back." "Stop!" "Stop it!" "What?" " Don't!" " What's the matter?" " Don't do this!" "Please don't!" " Does that burn a bit?" "Does that hurt a little bit?" " Stop!" "Please stop..." "Just talk to me, please don't burn me, please!" "I'm begging you!" "I don't know anything about any of you!" "I won't say anything!" "No!" "Please don't!" "You're all through?" "Please!" "I got a little kid!" "Please!" "You all done?" "Have some fire scarecrow." " Don't light that!" "Shit..." "What's your name?" "Marvin." "Marvin what?" "Marvin Nash." "Listen, Marvin, I'm a..." "Listen, Marvin Nash, I'm a cop." "Yeah, I know." "You do?" "Yeah, your name's Freddy something." "Newendyke." "Freddy Newendyke." "Frankie Ferchetti introduced us about 5 months ago." "I don't remember that at all." "I do." "Fuck..." "Freddy..." "How do I look?" "What?" "I don't know what to tell you, Marvin." "That fuck!" "That sick fuck!" "That sick fucking bastard!" "Marvin, I need ya to hold on." "There's cops waiting to move in a block away." "What the fuck are they waiting for?" "This fucking guy, he slashes my face and he cuts my fucking ear off!" "I'm fucking deformed!" "Fuck you, fuck you!" "I'm fucking dying here!" "I'm fucking dying!" "They're not going to make a move until Joe Cabot shows up." "I was sent in to get him." "You heard them say he's on his way." "Don't pussy out on me now, Marvin." "We're just going to sit here and bleed until Joe Cabot comes through the door." "Say hi to a motherfucker who's inside." "Cabot's doing a job, guess who with?" "This better not be a "Freddy joke."" " It's no joke." "I'm in there." "Eddie tells me Joe wants to meet me." "I should hang around my apartment, and wait for a phone call." "After waiting three days he rang last night and says "Joe's ready."" "He'll pick me up in 15." " Who?" "Nice Guy Eddie." "We get to the bar." " What bar?" " "Smokey Pete's."" "There and I meet Joe and "Mr. White." It's a phony name." "My name's "Orange."" "Mr. Orange?" "Mr. Orange." "Okay, Mr. Orange, have you ever seen the guy before?" " Who?" "Mr. White?" "Yes, Mr. White." "No he ain't familiar." "He ain't one of Cabot's soldiers." "Joe knows him good." " How can you tell?" "You could tell they were buddies." " Did the two of you talk?" " Me and Joe?" "Mr. White." " A little." " About what?" " Brewers." "Milwaukee Brewers?" " Yeah, apparently they won and he bet on them." "That's sweet!" "If he's a Brewers' fan, he's gotta be from Wisconsin." "And I bet you everything that in Milwaukee they've got a sheet on him." "I want you to go through all the "mugs" from Milwaukee, and put a name to the face." "Nice work, Freddy." " Thank you, man." "How was "Long Beach Mike's" referral?" " Perfecto." "He backed me up all the way." "I told him I played poker with Mike." "Nice Guy Eddie called him." "He said I was a good thief." "I didn't rattle." "He's a good guy." "I wouldn't be inside but for him." "No, no." "Long Beach Mike is not your amigo, man." "Long Beach Mike is a fucking scumbag." "He is selling out his amigos." "That's what a nice guy he is." "I'll take care of his ass." "Keep the scumbag out of mind, and take care of business, hear me?" "Gone." "You use the "commode story?"" "What's the "commode story?"" " It's a scene man." "Memorize it." "What?" " The undercover cop has got to be Marlon Brando." "To do this you gotta be naturalistic." "Naturalistic as hell." " Great." "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 job." "I gotta memorize all this?" "4 Pages?" " Think about it, like it's a joke." "You memorize what's important." "The rest you make your own." "You can tell a joke, can't you?" " No." "Well, pretend you're Don Rickles, and tell the joke, alright?" "You gotta remember the details." "It's the details, that sell the story." "This story takes place in a men's room." "You gotta know all about men's rooms:" "If they got paper towels, or a blower to dry your hands, to know whether the stalls ain't got no doors or not, and if they've got liquid soap or that pink granulated shit." "You've got to know, if they have hot water." "If it stinks." "If some nasty lowlife motherfucker sprayed diarrhea around." "You must know, every detail there is about men's rooms." "You gotta take in all the details." "While you're doing that, remember the story is about you, and how you perceived the events." "And the only way to do that, is to keep saying it and saying it and saying it." "It was during the L.A. Marijuana drought, which was in 1986." "I still had a connection, it was insane because you couldn't get weed anywhere." "I had a connection with a hippie chick, and all my friends knew it." "They'd give me a call and say: "Hey, Freddy..."" "They say:" ""Hey, dude... you getting some?" "Can you get me some?" They asked me to buy some for them." "But it got to be..." "It got to be, every time I was buying for four or five fucking people." "Finally I said: "Fuck this shit, I making this bitch rich!"" "And she didn't have to do jack shit." "I was doing all the work." "The calls got to be pain in the ass." "I couldn't even rent a fucking tape, without six calls interrupting me:" ""When are you getting it again?" - "I'm watching 'Lost Boys'!" "I'll call you!"" "And then thues potheads come by..." "They're my friends, but still..." "I got my shit layed out in $60 bags, but they wanted $10 bags, and to break it up is a pain in the ass." "I don't know what $10 worth looks like." "This is a very weird situation." "I don't know if you remember, but back in '86 there was a drought." "People were living on resin, smoking the wood in their pipes." "And this chick had a bunch, and she's begging me to sell it." "I told her I would take a little bit, and sell it to my close friends." "And she agreed to the same arrangement as before. 10% free pot for me." "As long as I helped her out." "She didn't want to go to the buy alone." "The brother usually goes with her, but he's in "County."" " What for?" "His traffic tickets gone to warrant." "They took him to "County."" "She doesn't want to walk alone with the weed." "I don't want to do this." "I got a very bad feeling about it." "But she keeps asking and asking, and finally I say "Okay," because I was sick of hearing it." "We pick the guy up at the train station." " What?" "You've got the weed with you?" "The guy needed it right away." "We get to the train station and we're waiting for the guy." "I'm carrying the weed in a bag, and I gotta take a piss." "So I tell the connection:" ""I'm going to the boy's room."" "I walk in the Men's Room, and who's standing there?" "Four sheriffs and a German shepherd." "They're waiting for you?" " No, they're just hanging around." "And when I walk in through the door, they stopped talking and looked at me." "That's hard." "A hard situation." " The German shepherd starts barking." "He's barking at me." "It's obvious he's barking at me." "Every nerve ending is screaming:" ""Take off!" "Just bail!" "Get the fuck outta here!"" "Panic hits me like a bucket of water." "It hits me right in the face." "I'm standing there, panic-stricken, and the sheriffs look at me, and they can smell it on me." "Sure as that fucking dog can." "Shut up!" "Hey, anyway I got my gun drawn, and pointed it at this guy and say:" ""Freeze!" "Don't move!"" "This little idiot's looking at me and he says: "I know, I know, I know,"" "but his right hand is creeping toward the glove box, and I scream at him: "Asshole!" "I'm gonna blow you right away!" "Put your hands on the dash!"" "He's still looking at me and nods:" ""I know, I know, I know..."" "And his hand is still going for the glove box." "I say:" ""I'm gonna shoot you in the face, if you don't put your hands on the dash!"" "His girlfriend, this sexy oriental bitch starts screaming:" ""Chuck, what are you doing?" "Do what he says." "Put your hands on the dash!"" "Then, like nothing he casually puts his hands on the dash." " What was he going for?" "His fucking registration." "You're kidding!" " No man!" "He doesn't know how he was nearly blown away." "That close!" "You know how to handle it:" "Shit in your pants and dive in and swim." "Tell me more about Cabot." " I don't know..." "He's a cool guy." "He's funny." "A funny guy." "You remember the "Fantastic Four?"?" "Yeah, with that invisible bitch and "Flame On" and shit..." "He's "Thing."" "The guy looks just like "The Thing."" "Hey, showtime!" "Grab your dick!" "I'm parked outside." "Be right down." "He'll be down." "Don't "pussy out" on me." "They don't know." "They don't know shit." "You're not going to get hurt." "They believe every word, you're real cool." "There's our boy." " A guy has to have rocks in his head to work undercover." "Do you want one?" " Yeah, give me the bear claw." "Hey, I know what I'm talking about." "Black women ain't the same as white." "There's a slight difference." " Funny, what a white bitch will put up with, a black bitch wouldn't." "They got a line, and if you cross it, they fuck you up." " I'll go along with that." "If this is such a truism, why do niggers treat their women like shit?" "I bet you, when those niggers get home, they chill the fuck out." "Not these guys." " Yeah, them too." "Tell you guys a story." "In one of Daddy's Clubs, there was a black waitress named Elois." "Elois?" " Elois." "We called her "Lady "E."" " Where did she come from, Compton?" "From Ladora Heights." " Oh, that's the black Beverly Hills." "Not the black Beverly Hills, it's the black Palos Verdes." "Anyway, "Lady E"" "was a "man-eater."" "Every guy that ever looked at her, had to jack off to her at least once." "Do you know who she looked like?" "Like Christie Love." "Remember the TV show?" "With the black female cop, who 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." "She did the film." ""Christie Love" was like Pam Grier's TV show without Pam Grier." "So who was "Christie Love?"" " How should I know?" " Great, thanks." "Whoever she was, she looked exactly like Elois." " Anne Francis!" "No!" "That was "Honey West."" " Anne Francis is white!" "Shut up." "She looked exactly like Elois." "One evening she came in the club." "Carlos, the bartender was there." "He's a wetback." "A friend of mine." "And I say to him:" ""Carlos, where is 'Lady E' tonight?"" ""Lady E" was married to a piece of dogshit who did things to her." "Did things?" "What things?" "Did he beat her up or something?" "I don't know what he did." "Just things, okay?" "One night she plays it real cool." "She waits until he is drunk, and he's asleep on the couch, and she sneaks up on him, and puts some glue on his dick and glues his dick to his belly." "Nah!" " Jesus Christ!" " I'm serious!" "Dead serious!" "They had to call the paramedics, to cut the prick loose, literally." "Was he pissed off." "Wouldn't you be pissed off, if each time you pissed, you had to do a handstand?" "You guys like to tell jokes, huh?" "You giggle and kid around like a bunch of broads in school." "Now let me tell you a joke." "Five guys are sitting in a bullpen in San Quentin, wondering how they got there." ""What did we do wrong?" "What should we have done?" "It's your fault!"" "All that bullshit." "Then one of them has an idea:" ""Wait a minute!" "While we were planning this caper, all we did was sit around and tell jokes!"" "Got the message?" "I was never meaning to holler at you." "When this caper's over, we'll go to Hawaii, and I'll laugh with you." "I'll be a different character" "Now, it's a matter of business." "You already know Eddie and myself." "We're going to use aliases on this job." "Under no circumstances do I want you to call each other by your Christian names." "And I don't want you to talk about yourself personally:" "Where you've been, your wife's name, where you might have done time, or a bank you robbed in old St. Petersberg." "All I want you guys to talk about, if you have to is:" "What you're going to do." "That should do it." "Here are your names:" "Mr. Brown," "Mr. White," "Mr. Blonde," "Mr. Blue, Mr. Orange," "Mr. Pink." " Why am I Mr. Pink?" "Because you're a faggot." "Why can't we pick our own colors?" "It doesn't work." "You get 4 guys fighting over who 's gonna be Mr. Black." "And nobody wants to back down." "No way." "I pick." "You're Mr Pink." "Be thankful you're not Mr. Yellow." "Mr. Brown." "That's a bit like Mr. Shit." " Mr. Pink sounds like Mr. Pussy." "How about if I'm Mr. Purple." "That sounds good." "You're not Mr. Purple!" "Some guy on some other job is Mr. Purple!" "Who cares, what your name is." " Yeah, it's easy for you." "You're name is cool." "If it's no big deal to be "Mr. Pink," you wanna trade." "Nobody's trading with anybody!" "It isn't a City Council meeting!" "Listen, Mr. Pink." "There's two ways to do the job:" "My way or on the highway!" "What's it gonna be?" "Forget it." "It's beneath me." "I'm Mr. Pink." "Let's move on." "I'll move on when I feel like it." "Have you guys got the message?" "You make me so mad hollering at you, I can hardly talk." "Let's go to work." "Let's go over it." "Where are you?" " I stand outside and guard the door." "Mr. Brown?" " He waits in the car." "On a signal, he pulls up to the store front." "Mr. Blonde and Mr. Blue?" " They handle the customers and employees." "What about this girl's ass!" " Sitting right here on my dick." "Myself and Mr. Pink?" "You go with the manager in the back and make him give you the diamonds." "We're just there for the stones" "Since no display cases are being fucked with, no alarms will go off." "We're out of there in 2 minutes." "Not 1 second longer." "What happens, if the manager won't give you the diamonds?" "Stores like that are insured up the ass." "They're not supposed to resist you." "If a customer or employee thinks he is Charles Bronson, take the butt of their gun and smash their nose in." "Drops them to the floor." "He falls down, screams, and blood squirts out of his nose." "Freaks everybody out, nobody says anything after that." "You get some bitch talk shit to you." "Give her a look like you're gonna smash her in the face." "Watch her shut up." "Now with the manager, that's a differnt story." "They don't usually cause trouble." "So if you get one giving you static, he probably thinks he's a cowboy." "Then you've got to break him in two." "If he won't tell you what you want to know, then cut off his little finger, then tell him his thumb's next." "After that he'll tell you everything." "I'm hungry." "Let's get a taco." "Jesus, I got blood on me!" "I'm fucking blind!" " No, you've got blood in your eyes." "Is he dead?" "Did he die or not?" "Let's go." "Hold it!" "Right there!" "Get out of the car!" "I'm sorry!" "I'm sorry, Larry!" "I can't believe she killed me!" "Who woulda thought of that?" "Cancel that shit right now!" "Your hurt." "Real fucking bad." "But you're not dying!" "This blood is scaring the shit out of me!" "I'm gonna die." "I know it!" "What happened?" " He sliced the cop's ear off and was gonna burn him alive." "What?" "I didn't hear you." "I said," "Blonde went crazy, slashed the cops face, cut off his ear, and wanted to burn him alive." "This cop?" "He went crazy?" "Like that?" "Worse or better?" "He was pulling a "burn," man!" "He was gonna kill us all, and then make off with the diamonds." "What did I tell you?" "The guy was a stone-cold psycho!" "You could've asked the cop, if you didn't just kill him." "He talked about what he was going to do whilst he was slicing him up." "I don't buy it." "It doesn't make sense." "It makes perfect fucking sense to me." "You weren't there during the job." "You didn't see how he acted." "He hacked off the ear." "Let me say this out loud because I want to get it straight." "You're saying that Mr. Blonde was gonna kill you." "And when we got back, he was gonna kill us, take the diamonds and scram." "That's your story?" "I swear by my mother's eternal soul, that's what happened!" "The man just got released from prison." "He got caught with a lot of hot items." "He could have walked." "All he had to do was say my Dad's name, but he didn't." "He kept his mouth shut." "He did his time and did it like a man." "He did 4 years for us." "So, you're telling me that this very good friend of mine, who did 4 years for my father, and who 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 going to decide, outta the fucking blue, to rip us off?" "Why don't you tell me what really happened." "What the hell for?" "It'd just be more bullshit." "He set us up." "Dad, I'm sorry." "I don't know what the hell happened." " Alright." "I do." "What are you talking about?" "This lump of shit is working for the L.A. Police Department!" "I don't have the slightest idea, what you're talking about!" "I don't know, what you think you know, but you're wrong?" "Like hell!" "Trust me, you've made a mistake!" "He's a good kid." "I understand you're pissed." "We're all real emotional, but you're barking up the wrong tree." "I know that he wouldn't do that." "You don't know shit!" "The cocksucker tipped off the cops and killed Mr. Brown and Mr. Blue." "Mr. Blue is dead?" " "Dead as Dillinger"" "How do you know all this?" "He was the only one I wasn't 100% on." "I shouldn't have gone ahead with it." "That's your proof?" " You don't need proof when you have instinct!" "Have you lost your mind?" " Joe, you're making a mistake." "I won't let you." "Come on guys!" "Nobody wants this." "We're supposed to be professionals!" "Larry, look, it's been a long time..." "a lot of jobs..." "There's no need for this." "Let's put our guns down, and settle it with a conversation." "Joe, if you kill that man, you die next." "Larry, we've been friends." "You respect my dad, and I respect you." "But I'll kill you, if you don't put down the gun!" "Goddamn, Joe..." "Don't make me do it!" "Larry, stop pointing that gun at my dad!" "I'm sorry, Larry..." "Look's like we're gonna do a little time..." "I'm a cop..." "Larry..." "I'm sorry..." "I am... so... sorry..." "I'm a cop..." "I'm sorry, Larry..." "Freeze!" " Drop the gun, buddy!" "Put the gun down!" "Drop the gun!" "Don't!" " Drop the gun!" "I'm going to blow you away!"