"You're dead, bitch!" "What the hell you lookin' at?" "Fuckin' hell." "looks like you areNshit outta luck, beautiful." "Now I'm gonna give youNyour C-section." "You son of a bi..." "Eat your vegetables." "She's in here!" "Come on!" "Where is she?" "There she is!" " Get out of here!" "N" " Over there!" "Kill her on sight!" "Who the fuck is that?" "Where the hell is the girl?" "# I'm afraid, I'm afraid,NI'm afraid #" "# Of ghosts #" "# If you have #" "Get him!" "# I don't mean to stare #" "# We don't have to breed #" "# We can plant a houseNwe can build a tree #" "# I don't even care,N"We could have all three" #" " Jesus!" "N- # She said #" "# She said #" "# She said #N# She said #" "# She said, she said #" "# She said #" " Oh, God!" "Fuck!" "N- # She said #" "# She said #" "# She said, she said #" "Come on, push." "Push!" "My hand!" " Do you know what I hate?" "N" " No." "I hate these 40-year-old jack-holesNwearing ponytails." " That ponytail doesn't make you look hip..." "N" " Come on." "...young, or cool." "OK, it's comin'." "Come on." "Give me one big push." "# She said, she said #" "# She said, she said #" "# She said #" "# She said #" "What the fuck?" "I'm bleedin'." "I'm bleedin' out." "Quit squirming,Nyou're ruining my shot." "What a piece of crap." "We're outta here." "Sorry aboutNthe messy delivery, Mom." "We need quiet." "Give Junior something to drink." "Bravo, Mr. Hero." "Bravo." "Why you tryin' to kill this woman?" "Something funny?" "Oh, I was just rememberingNa limerick." "Well, "There once was a womanNwho was quite begat..." ""She had three babiesNnamed Nat, Pat and Tat..." ""She said it was funNat the breeding..." ""But found it was hellNin the feeding..." ""When she saw there wasNno tit for Tat."" "You have caused meNno end of trouble." "But now I shall return the favor." "Tit for tat, right?" "Now, see, that's the latest thing." "The gun will only fireNwhen it recognizes... the thumbprint of the owner." "It makes firearms saferNand it cuts down the crime too." "Get him!" "Who are you?" "lady, what's your name?" "Nice knockers." "# I said the jokerNis a wanted man #" "# He makes his wayNall across the land #" "# See him siftingNthrough the sand #" "God damn it!" "# So I'll tell you all the story #" "# About the jokerNand the thief of the night #" "# He's always laughingNin the midst of power #" "# Always living in the final hour #" "# There is alwaysNsweet in the sour #" "Fuck you, ya fuckin' fuckers." "Tit for tat, Mr. Hero." "Tit for tat." "Get him in there." "Come on." "I was goin' back for her, boss." "No, I got it." "Hey, I'm not the head honchoNwho sits on his hands... warming themNwith his own exhaust... while everybody elseNdoes the work." "Every second counts, right?" "Now, how the heckNdid this happen, huh?" "Everything was goin' smoothNat the safe house when the woman draws a gun." "I mean, who expects a pregnantNlady to pull a piece on ya, eh?" "And who was this manNwho was with her?" "I don't know." "After the woman escaped,Nwe tracked her here." "This guy, he was hangin' around... at the bus stop." "I mean, so we decidedNthat we'd deal with him later... but we go after the woman... he gets in on the action." "You know?" "He took a gun,Nhe started shootin' at us, and that's..." "Nthat's when y..." " Oh." "OK.N...you arrived." "Take it easy." "Sit down." "All right." "Oh, you all right?" "OK." "Are you tryin' to tell me... that some bumNcame to her rescue?" "Well, well, well,Nthis is a fine mess, huh?" "I won't makeNthis mistake again." "Well, I got a piece of leadNin my butt as a reminder." "OK." "I can appreciate that." "My ass!" "And let that be a reminderNnever to fail me again." "Damn." "Don't make me kill youNto get the baby." "Back off." "Sweetie, this deal is almost done." "look, I've already bookedNmy flight home." "OK?" "OK." "I love you too." "Yeah." "Bye-bye." "You know why a gunNis better than a wife?" "Don't know." "Well, you can putNa silencer on a gun." "Sir, we spotted the target... at Third and Jefferson headingNtoward the park." "Turn us around." "Come on!" "Dad!" " Come on.N" " All right." "Who's Daddy's little girl?" "Don't worry, kid.NSomeone good'll find you." "Oh, my God, look at this." "Someone left a baby." "Oops." "Fuck me sideways." "Welcome back, Mr. Smith." "Where's Quintana?" "Wait, Smith, Mistress Donna'sNwith a customer." "Wait, you can't go up there." "Oh, yeah, baby." " Smith?" "N" " You like that, huh?" "Besides, I thought Mistress MaryNwas more your type." "You can't go up there." "# I've got a bad boyNand that's all right with me #" " # His dirty laundry #N" " Come 'ere!" "# Is nothing thatNI can't keep clean #" "# And when he needs an alibi... #" "# Money #" "# Money makes the worldNgo round #" "# Money #" "# Money make youNchange your sound #" "# If the price is right,Nif the price is right #" "Sorry, pal, the bar's closed." "# If you want gold and silver #" "# Sooner or later... #" "# Don't need to know yourselfNtoo well #" "Wait your turn, Smith." "There's plenty to go around." "Not for me, thanks.NI'm lactose intolerant." "Just tell meNwhat you want, Smith." "# If you want shelter #" "# If you want smokeNthen you better #" "# Take off your sweater #" "Kinky." "I want you to take care of thisNbaby for a while." "Five grand." "That should keep you off yourNback for a couple of weeks." "Are you clean?" "You knowNI'm a good Girl Scout." "So you'll do it." "Vaffanculo.self, Smith." "For all I know,Nyou snatched the kid." "I don't want to be an accessoryNfor kidnapping." "I didn't steal the kid, trust me." "Trust you?" "I don't even know your real name." "Who are you really, Smith?" "I'm a British nanny... and I'm dangerous." "Just keep the baby for one dayNand you can keep the whole roll." "Forget it, Dad." "Fine." "Ciao." "Breast milk." "let's go." "This lady's baby needs to be fed." "Find me every wet nurse,Nlactating hooker... and mammary on tapNin the city." "I already told you, Smith,Nyou're not welcome... in the land of milk and honey." "I need a little cream forNmy coffee and some answers." "I'm sorry." "Scram, fellas." "Give me a moment aloneNhere with, uh..." "Caffé la Mamma." "Relax." "Relax." "Mia piccola troietta." "There was a man hereNwith a baby not too long ago." "Yes." "A real jerk." "He wanted meNto take care of the kid." "And what is this man's name?" "Smith." "Mr. Smith." "How the hellNdo I know his real name?" "He saw me a couple of times... when I was pulling straight tricks." "He always usedNthe same name..." "Smith." "I don't believe you." "I think you knowNmore about this man." "He was a lousy tipper." "It gets hotter the more times it's fired." "If I had anything on him,NI'd tell you." "And it gets a lot moreNpainful the closer I get." "What's up, Doc?" "Oh, you're a "wascally wabbit."" "But you're not "wascally" enough." "Yeah?" "That's a six-shooter." "I just counted six shots." "You've blown your load." "Yeah, well, what about you?" "Your 9-millimeter is empty too." "Yeah, you fired 8 on the rooftop,None in the men's room... and your second cartridgeNwas expended at the playground." "And you won't be getting it upNwith that gun you took off my man." "Oh, no." "Well, you see,Nlike my weapon... it also has the thumbprintNsafety device." "Oh, really?" "Wanna bet?" "Nothin' like a good hand job." "Get your things." "We're goin'." "I don't understand a wordNyou're going on about... but I know exactly what you're sayingNand I refuse to apologize." "Damn you, Smith." "I could haveNbeen snuffed back there." "Yeah, you should be thanking meNfor saving your sweet back door." "Why did you wait so goddamn long?" "You're a bad girl,Nyou deserve to be punished." "Which car do you want?" " What?" "N" " I'm tired of walking." "look at this." "You wanna know the difference... between this luxury carNand a porcupine?" "I give up." "With the car,Nthe pricks are on the inside." "Tell me about it." "Hello, honey." "Oh, good, good, I'm glad..." "I'm glad you liked the flowers.NGood." "listen, sweetie..." "I've run into a small hitch." "I think I'm gonna have to beNout here for a while longer." "But don't worry." "I will be back in timeNfor Timmy's birthday party..." "I swear to you." "Hugs and kisses." "Bye-bye." "So, what was I supposed to do?" "These guys were stalkingNthis pregnant lady." "I couldn't just stand there." "Did you see that?" "NI fuckin' hate that." " What?" "N" " This guy, changing' lanes... without signaling." "I mean, how hard is itNto use your signal?" "So you started shooting at them?" "No, I don't carry a piece." "I went to the woman." "She had a gun." "They started firing, I shot back." "He's done it again." "I move my finger one inch... to use my turn signal." "Why are these assholes so lazy... they can't move their fingerNone fucking measly inch... to drive more safely?" " You wanna know why?" "N" " Not particularly." "Because these rich bastardsNhave to... be callous and inconsiderateNin the first place... to make all that money,Nso when they get on the road... they can't help themselves.NThey've gotta be... callous and inconsiderateNdrivers too." "It's in their nature." "Why don't you take the babyNto the police?" " I can't go to the police.N" " Why not?" "I'm the Unabomber." "They caught the Unabomber." "That's what they think." "Stupid..." "Right." "That's it." "You are the angriest manNin the world." "If I remember right,Nyou used to like it like that." "Well, how many freelancersNhave you got?" "Yeah?" "How many local boys?" "I need men, you understand?" "I need a lot more men." "# listen to my song #" "I want four mags... a box of 9-millimeterN147 hollow-points and give me 50 fmjs." "You're a little short." "You lied." "You said you had $5,000." "How about we make up theNdifference with food stamps?" "You wanna buy bulletsNwith food stamps?" "It's as good as cash." "You're pathetic, Smith." "We'll wait for you outside." "look, why don't I sign over this checkNI got at the blood bank to you?" "It'll more than cover it." "Throw in that check you gotNfrom the sperm bank... and got yourself a deal." "I don't get that checkNtill Wednesday." "listen, why don't you takeNa half-a box of shells... and I'll give you the other half... when you bring me the restNof the money on Wednesday." "Deal." "Damn it, Smith!" "What the hell are you doing?" "Making some money." " Making some money?" "N" " Well, yeah." "To buy something for the baby." "Something for the baby?" "A bulletproof vest is a betterNinvestment than a crib." "Makes me think what you'd doNto get him in the right school." "So this is it." "It's not the Ritz but it's home." "Same old Smith." "Down and dirty." "Glad you like it." "Say hello to Mickey." "Maybe I should take the babyNto the police." "No, you'd never make it." "They'll be watchingNall the precincts... probably got some of the boys in blueNon payola too." "I've rounded up 50 guys." "Well, I guess that's justNgonna have to do, huh?" "Stop the car." "He was here." "Come on, what makesNyou think he was here?" "Trust me." "I know what people doNand I know what people think." "I always have.NEven as a kid, I had this gift." "Yeah, you shoulda seenNthe playground hurt I laid down... playin' rock, paper, scissors, buddy." "Now stop the car." "Who do you thinkNwants this baby dead?" "I've no idea who's tryin' to kill it." "Don't call him an "it."" "It's an "it" to me." "Tell me, Smith,Nis there anything you like?" "Yeah, my privacy." "Tell me something I don't known brutto figlio di puttana bastardo." "I love it when you talk like that." "Can I offer you anything?" "Carrot?" "It's good for your eyesight." "Of all the squats in the city... how does he knowNSmith's in this one?" "Another lucky guess?" "Nah, he doesn't guess." "He sees things we don't." "He was once an FBI profiler." "Forensic behavior consultant." "My God, how many timesNdo I have to tell you guys?" "Details make all the differenceNin this business." "Hey, but..." "Don't... you thinkNyou should hang back, sir?" "The leader who stays in the rear,Ntakes it in the rear." "Besides... violence is one ofNthe most fun things to watch." "No, no, no, baby, no." "We could call him Oliver." " Oliver?" "N" " Yeah, like Oliver Twist." "Because he's an orphan?" "'Cause I like the book." " You like the book.N" " I didn't hate it." "That's a first." "Which birthday card doNyou think I should go with here?" "Cute and cuddly?" "Or the one that says,N"You're becoming' a man now, son"?" "So, Mr. Hertz?" "How old is your son?" "He's 8." "Then it had to beNlarge and powerful and..." "Can you believe it?" "There's nothing on the TV..." " about any of this.N...without a trace." "...roadside bomb wounded..." "We have it in our..." "Hey." "Do you notice that?" "Notice what?" "look." "lame-ass politician rants aboutNgun control, he cries." " So tonight..." "N" " Switch to this channel... with this heavy metal music he shuts up." "That's so weird." "He must find it comforting." " Sir?" "N" " Yeah?" " Men are in place on the roof.N" " That's good." "Anybody know what aNJimmy Cagney love scene is?" "It's where CagneyNlets the good guy live." "And if that happens in this show..." "I'm gonna do a lot moreNthan ask for my money back." "All right?" "let's kill this mother." "Go." "It doesn't surprise me thatNOliver's into death metal." "look at his surrogate parents." "No, I'm telling ya, this means..." "Go." "Back way." "# If you like to gamble #" "# I tell you I'm your man #" "# You win some, lose some,Nit's still the same to me #" "# Playing for the high one #" "# Dancing with the devil #" "# Going with the flow #" "# It's all a game to me #" "# Seven or eleven #" "# Snake eyes watching you #" "# Double up or quit #" "# Double stake or split #" "# The ace of spades,Nthe ace of spades #" "# You know I'm born to lose #" "# And gambling's for fools #" "# But that's the way I like it, baby #" "# I don't wanna live forever #" "# And don't forget the joker #" "# Pushing up the ante #" "# I know you've got to see me #" "# Read 'em and weep #" "# The dead man's hand again #" "# I see it in your eyes #" "# Take one look and die #" "# The only thing you see #" "# You know it's gonna be #" "# The ace of spades #" "# The ace of spades #" "My God, do we really suck... or is this guy really that good?" "Come on, boys!" "He ain't out of the briar patch yet!" "Shoot the dog, shoot the dog." "No." " Why not?" "N" " I like dogs." "Wait a minute." "Oh, that rat bastard." "What is it?" "It's the baby's diaper." "This idea blows, Smith." "It's the only idea we got." "You actually thinkNthat Oliver's mother... lived near a heavy metal club and that he could hear the musicNwhile he was still inside the womb?" "Yep." "That's why he doesn't cry... when he's listenin' to someNheadbanger's bash." "Ridiculous." "Well, he isn't cryin' now." "So this is the only club near whereNI encountered the baby's mother." "I still say this is a wild hunch." "Yeah?" "So how do you explainNall these boxes of diapers?" "Somebody's been stocking up." "let's find out who." "# You sear my legs,Nsong birds cheer #" "# Eat my neck #" "# I can't,NI can't let it go grey #" "# I can't break, I can't break #" "# I can't break,NI can't break, I can't break #" " You the owner of this place?" "N" " Who's askin'?" "I am." " Can I buy you a drink?" "N" " No." "Just as I suspected." "He really is into jewelry." "Who occupies the room upstairs?" "Go to hell." "Don't mess with me." "You ain't got the" "Oh, God." "So who were these guys?" "I rented the place to some suitN11 months ago." "He paid the whole year in cash." "I never saw him again." "I just figured they wereNusin' the back way." "Beat it." "Oh, madonna." "Che orrore!" "This is pretty fucked up." "Sir, it's your go-to guy." "All the mothers have been killed." "Only one escaped, temporarily." "We found her body and confirmedNthat she did deliver a child." "The babies were supposedNto be delivered covertly." "I guess setting up thisNmaternity factory... on top of a heavy metal clubNwasn't particularly secret." "What a fine lot ofNbabysitters we turned out to be." "When Mr. Go-To Guy passes,Nhead to the left." "Yes, sir, I already made the call." "Backup should beNarriving any minute." "We'll clean this mess upNand try to piece together... everything that happened." "Thank you, sir.NI appreciate your confidence." "Gentlemen, let's find some answers." "Watch where you step." " The ice cream is melting.N" " What?" "I thought donor spermNwas your department." "These freezers are full of samples." "This is weird." "There seems to be only one donor." "One donor?" "Yeah." "And a generous one at that." "This is bone marrow blood." "It must be for some kind of cure." "How do you know that, Smith?" "You didn't hear aboutNmy Nobel Prize?" "See, what it is, it's hard to find marrowNthat matches that of the recipient." "The odds are much betterNif the donor marrow shares... the same DNA withNthe person receiving it." "You mean these people wereNharvesting babies... for some guy'sNbone marrow transplant?" "Exactly." "And somebodyNwanted to make sure he didn't get it." "That's why they want Oliver dead." "No, my baby, no." "So I called that guy I know at NBC." "That's good." "And then I got to thinking." " You know what I hate?" "N" " Here we go again." "I hate those lame action movies... where the good guy callsNjust one person who ends up betraying' him." "Yeah." "That's right up thereNwith killing baby seals." "I called ABC, CBS,N... the local news channel, and the FBI." "So, what do we do next?" "I figure we hang hereNand watch the news." "Once the story goes public,Nmaybe we'll be safe." "look." "He finally went to sleep." "Yeah, you just wait." "The moment you closeNyour eyes for a nap, he'll start screaming." "You can't take a little pleasureNin anything, can you?" "You just hate everything." "I don't hate you." "Is that why you picked me?" "You know why I picked you." "You have no ideaNwhat you've done to me." "We're gonna get out of this, trust me." " You just don't get it.N" " What?" "You bring me this childNso I can feed him, take care of him." "A baby that could be deadNat any moment." "And you never even thinkNto ask me... what happened to my own child." "You're right." "It's unforgivable." "No." "It's my fault." "It's like what my aid..." "" le uova non devono ballareNcon le pietre. "" "If I say I'm sorry willNyou tell me what that means?" "Eggs have no businessNdancing with stones." "You know, Smith..." "I figured out what you hate most... yourself." "What happened to your baby?" "Forget about it." "Tell me." "My pimp hit me in the stomach." "My baby... was delivered stillborn." " Get off of me!" "N" " Hey." "You like this, do ya?" "It's called a gun." "Grip, slide, breech, barrel, trigger." "Now, this is the business end." "You should never point thisNat anything you don't intend to kill." "Now, this is important.NThis is called your safety." "You have to keep this on to make sureNthe gun doesn't go off accidentally." "But really, this isNyour number one safety." "Are you hungry?" "# I watched those youthfulNpaisley eyes #" "# They drink the screenNjust like a child #" "Talk about shootin' your load." "look at this." "This is a Hammerson Nite Tac." "These aren't supposed toNhit the streets for 6 months." "This is weird." "All these guys have got 'em." "Don't even tell me." "Do you know how many of our menNhe's body-bagged now?" "Why should I waste my beautiful mindNon something like that?" "Doesn't it piss you off a little?" "Getting angry releases an enzyme... tryptophan hydroxylase... which can temporarilyNreduce the I.Q." "That's something I can'tNafford to do right now." "How do you know all that?" "My boy's hookedNon the Discovery Channel." "Take me Westside.NI need to report in." "I got a beadNon who our Mr. Hero is." "No more arguments." "I have to do this alone,Nand the only way I can do it... is if I'm positive you two are OK." "This is the only placeNI know you'll be safe." " A tank?" "N" " An M24 tank." "You'll be safe from gunfireNand most explosives." " You're whacked.N" " I am." "I'm also serious." "But nobody's allowed to get in it." "Don't worry." "When I createNa diversion, you climb inside." "You should haveNenough of that baby food... to last you a couple of days." "The puréed carrots are the best." "Well, you knowNhow to use this, right?" "Yes, but what ifNyou don't come back?" "That's not gonna happen." "There is no way to be sure." "Yes, there is." "Tu sei una stella, la mia stella." " But, Mom, I wanna go home!" "N" " Stop whining!" "If you don't behave,NI am going to spank you." " But, Mom, I wanna go home!" "N" " Stop whining." "Stop it!" "I hate it when parents..." " hit their children.N- let go of my arm!" "Not until you stop hittin' your kid." "I will disciplineNmy child as I see fit." "How would you like itNif I spanked you?" "What...?" " See?" "N" " Help!" "Doesn't feel so good, does it?" "Help!" "Help!" "What the hell do you think you're doin'?" "It's not funny." "So, what you got on thisNall-star ground pounder?" "Well, anybody this goodNhad to start out young." "And it's usually becauseNtheir pop was good at it too." "You know, likeNMacArthur's dad was a general... and Mickey Mantle's fatherNplayed pro ball." "My son is a video game whiz... and I wasn't too bad atNPong myself." "Just follow me,Nif you will, Mr. Hammerson." "In '67, the limeysNgot hard-ass on gun control." "So a lot of Brit gunsmithsNmoved to the States." "Now, I've got an inside manNat lmmigration... working on which ofNthese guys had sons... and if any of the boysNwere crack shots." "I think the pucker factor'sNgettin' to you." "You got diddly!" "Yes, Duchess, you a good girl." "Sit." "Yes." "Now's your treat.NNow you get your treat." "My man has beenNrunning the name down... and he recalled one of theseNgunsmith kids, actually." "National sports pistolNchampion at age 10..." "Olympic hopeful,Nrecruited by the army." " But after that, the kid is..." "N" " Kisses, kisses, kisses." "...never heard from again." "Well, that sounds like Black OpsNgot him, trained him." " This leads me to a theory.N" " A theory?" "A theory is bull-noogies." "All you got is a man with no name... ridin' into town on a pale horse... dispensing' his own brand o' justice." "Hertz, you know why peopleNin this country love guns?" "And it's got nothin' to doNwith all that... phallic mumbo jumbo,Nlike "cocking' your gun."" "No, Hertz, people love guns... because AmericaNis a land of opportunity... where a poor man can become rich and a pussy can becomeNa tough guy... if he's got a gun in his hand." "I'm hopin' you're not justNa pussy with a gun in your hand." "Oh, no, sir, no." "No, I'm not." "I'm a tough guy withNa pussy in my hand." "I want you to give this guy... and the kid a dirt nap." "Yes, sir." "Right away, sir." "Amore mio." "Don't worry." "Daddy will be back soon." "Hold it!" "Hold it!" "Well, well, well, Mr. Bunny." "You just keep goin',Ngoin', goin', don't ya?" " So do you.N" " I promise to, uh... to spare your lifeNif you tell me where... the woman and child are." "Forget it." "Oh, boy." "'Ey, who trained you?" "N.S.A. Black Ops?" "CIA?" "NThe army?" "Well, whoever." "It seemsNyou haven't lost your aim, champ." "You think that's good, you shouldNsee me spell my name in the snow." "'Ey, you know, my boss here... thinks that you're the lone RangerNor something." "Well, I believe I have a better ideaNabout who you are." "I found out how yourNwife and son were killed." "My God, what a tragedy." "Some guy walks into a burger joint... he starts shooting up the place." "Oh, my God, what a shame... that your wife and son were there... having their... chicken nuggets." "What's the matter,Nya don't like that story?" "Well, then why don'tNya tell me one, hm?" "Children's story, please." "Tell me the one about the baby." "Maybe later... when I put you to sleep." "Go, go!" "So, what do you thinkNof this second amendment now?" "Fuck you!" "OK, buddy, drop your weapon." "Think we got him?" "God damn it, Smith!" "So I found outNwho's tryin' to kill our baby." " Who?" "N" " A man named Hammerson." "Born with a silver spoon up his ass." "Inherited the HammerNFirearms Corporation... from his old man andNmakes millions manufacturing weapons." "Does this give you any new ideas... about who needsNOliver's bone marrow?" "No." "It's OK, little Oliver." "Shit." "It's him." "Senator Rutledge." "If he's elected president,Nhe'll put Hammerson out of business." "It makes sense,Nbut how can you be sure?" "Mr. Go-To Guy called his menNa fine lot of babysitters." "The secret service calls their agentsNwho guard VIPs babysitters." "It's him, Senator Rutledge." "He's the guy that needs this baby." "So we contact this manNand then we're safe." " It's over.N" " Are you crazy?" "This means thatNwe've got Hammerson... and the whole of the U.S.NGovernment after us." "I think you two haveNgotta get out of town." "Until I get the answers,Nyou'll never be safe." "They'll be watchin' the trains,Nthe bus stations and the airports..." "So I think this is the safestNway to get out of town." "I'm gonna check all of this out,Nand if everything's OK..." "I'll get youNbefore you board the bus." "But..." "What if you don't getNto us before we leave?" "Where should I get off?" "I think it's better if I don't know." " What?" "N" " Trust me." "I can't know." "Smith, do you really thinkNthis is gonna work?" "Just stick to the planNand everything will be all right." "Run!" "So much for wearing' your seat belt." "What in the hell is that?" "Oh, my God, that is twisted." "That sick son of a bitch." "Oh, that sick son of a bitchNsuckered us again!" "It's time to go, little boy." "Put me through to whoever'sNprotecting Senator Rutledge." "Just tell him there's a manNwith a baby calling." "Hello, is this Smith?" "That was a nice job covering' upNyour baby hatchery downtown." "Not a word about it anywhere." "Only you guys in WashingtonNhave that kind of pull." "I'm telling you,Nwe're on the same side." "Now, listen, we can do thisNthe easy way or the hard way." "I wanna see the senator." "All right." "He wants to see you too." "He's leaving for North Carolina.NThe primary's in three days." "You can fly with him.NRunway 7, two hours." "I see anythin' I don't like,NI'm blowin' this big time." "What were you doing in there?" " Cleaning my gun.N" " Really?" "You know, we wereNnever really trying to kill you." "We only wanted to scare youNinto surrendering." "Well, that's one way to explainNwhy you can't shoot straight." "In the latest poll,NSenator Rutledge... continues to be theNDemocratic frontrunner... heading into next week'sNSuper Tuesday primary." "He leads his rival by at least 10 points..." "I owe you my life." "So this is where you get to doNall those hookers." " I heard about you.N" " You look worse than you do on TV." "Yes, it's amazingNwhat a little makeup can do." "And a lot of morphine." "So, you've piecedNthe whole thing together." "Very clever, Mr. Smith.NVery clever." "Simple." "You're the DemocraticNfrontrunner for president... and your sweepingNgun control proposals... are pissing the wrong people off." "Yes, well, if they're pissed now,Nwait until I'm elected president." "We got so many goddamn... gun lobbies out there... that we're gonna have to set upNjust as many commissions." "Then maybe we'll get our billNpassed in the first year." "Unfortunately, you're sickNand the gun Nazis found out." "They discovered your baby hatcheryNand, boom, problem solved." " They kill you by killin' the babies.N" " Correct." "So, where's my savior?" "Oh, my God!" "Gun!" "Easy, easy." "You know what I hate most?" " liars.N" " What the hell you doin'?" "You made a deal with Hammerson." " No, you're crazy.N" " Am I?" " Y..." "N" " When you got into bed with him... you also let his dog up on the mattress." "looking' at those dog hairsNon your trousers..." "I'd say old Duchess took a likin' to you." "I don't know what you're talkin' about." "Save the line for whenNyou're in office, Rutledge." "If he ever makes it there." "Do you know what else I hate?" "Hypocrites." "And you're the biggest one of all." "Can you blame himNfor selling' out?" "His operation to find the baby... had been tits up from the get-go." "You see, Rutledge called usNand he offered us... a proposition that we hadNnever dreamed was possible." "In exchange for his life... the senator promisedNto protect our right..." "To go deer hunting with an Uzi." "Oh, come on, Smith." "Come on." "Guns don't kill people." "But they sure help." "Back off!" "Back off." " Back off or I'll kill him!" "N" " Oh, please." "Pl..." "I had to do it." "I want to live.NI am meant to be president." "Yeah?" "Well, you got what it takes.NYou put yourself before the people." "I can still do good in other areas." "How you gonna square itNwith the public?" "It is a constitutional right." "Back off!" "Get back!" "I've come aroundNto their way of thinking." "Come around?" "NThey had you at "hello."" "let me give you a piece of advice..." "Never trust the people who standNto profit, plain and simple." " They're the bad guys.N" " Come on, Smith, don't be a fool." "Go-to guy:" "The game is over.NYou rolled the dice, you lost." "let him go, Smith!" "NThere's no escape!" "Maybe not for me, but thereNis for the woman and baby." "If I kill Rutledge, no oneNwill need to find them." "They'll be saved." "Your assassination, Rutledge,Nwill create a public outrage... and trigger immense supportNfor your proposals." "The sympathy vote in the congressNwill give your anti-gun bills... passage by a landslide." "Your legacy... will live on." "Don't do it!" "Then do it." "let me regain some honorNwith my..." "That son of a bitch." "Son of a bitch!" "God damn it!" "# It's criminal #" "# There ought to be a law #" "# Criminal #" "# There ought to beNa whole lot more #" "# You get a nothin' for nothin' #" "# Tell me, who can you trust?" "#" "# We got what ya want #" "# And you got the lust #" "# If you want blood #" "# You got it #" "# If you want blood #" "# You got it #" "# Blood on the streets #" "# Blood on the rocks #" "# Blood in the gutter #" "# Every last drop #" "# You want blood #" "# You got it #" "# O positive #" "# If you want blood #" "# You got it #" "Don't move, Mr. Hero." "Can't talk right now, honey." "I'm right in the middle of somethin'." "Bye-bye." "Don't you worry, Duchess." "This isn't gonna happen to you." "Not for a few years, anyway." "Well, well,Nwell, well, well." "Somebody gets to be smart,Nand somebody gets to be dumb." "looks like you and I haveNfinally traded places, huh, sport?" "Yes, indeed." "The circle of life." "The circle-a jerk of life." "Oh, you haveNsuch a way with words." "Now..." "I want you to tell me... where the womanNand the child are." "Tell me, or I will be forcedNto cause you... considerable agony." "Believe me... nothing could be more painful thanNlistenin' to you jabbering' on and on." "Again, I ask... where are the woman and child?" "That's the last timeNyou'll be doin' that." "Just tell me what I wanna hear." "It's your choiceNwhen the pain stops." "Why are you doin' this?" " It's over.N" " It shortly will be, yeah." "No, I really should thank you." "I just got a bigger contractNbecause of you." "I mean, I wasn't just onNHammerson's payroll, you know." "What are you babblingNon about now?" "Do you really thinkNthe people that employ me... were just gonna bend overNand take your little stunt... killing the senator?" "There's no way that you canNcover up this whole thing." "No?" "Haven't you heardNthe news?" "The senator's planeNcrashed into the East River." "They haven't been able to findNthe body of Senator Rutledge." "So, you see, once I silence youNand the woman... the cover-up will be complete." "So, once again, I ask you... where are the woman and child?" "You know how I'd breakNyour finger?" "My boy told me this one." "You'd punch me in the nose." "I'd kick you in the ass." "Very amusing." "I give that one the ol' thumbs up!" "What if you don'tNget to us before we leave?" "Oh, I know your whole story." "That man who wentNon the shooting spree in the restaurant." "He visited the little gun shopNthat you inherited from your dad." "I found out how your wifeNand son were killed." "You sold himNthe pair of shotguns..." "Shotguns." "...that killed your own wife and boy." "I'm not telling you..." "Na goddamn thing." "Where are you, Smith?" "Well, well, well, well, well." "We're gonna need somethin'Na little more invasive." "That's it." "Aren't guns just fucking great,NHammerson?" "# Of excellent quality #" "# I've dwelt there for years #" "# Playing with my fears #" "# It's tasteful, luxurious,Nand full of sexuality #" "# And though there are tears #" "# I control them with my gears #" "# Well, all in all #" "# I must tell you #" "# Well, I must tell you #" "# I'm so #" "# Proud of my private hell #" "'Ey." "Who's a hotshot now, huh?" "Oh, yes, sirree, Bob." "It certainly has been a pleasure." "But before we part ways... tell me one thing." "I am dead on... about who you are, right?" "Say that again?" "I said, I am dead..." "Stop." "That part of it you got right." "It's the wife." "Hi, honey." "She's leaving me." "You know what I really hate?" "What I really hate is a pussy with a gun in his hand." "Investigators discoveredNthe body of Senator Rutledge today." "The FBI stated an anonymousNtip led them to the remains." "Don't worry, little boy." "Mama will be watching youNwhile she's working." "Oliver." "Hello." "What took you so long?" "All right, this is a robbery!" "Empty the drawer, all of it." "Everyone else, freeze!" "Do it or I'll fucking blow your head off!" "He said freeze." "That means don't evenNpucker your butthole." "That's right.NNo puckering, nobody dies." "So don't fuckin' move." "We're kindaNin a rush here, man!" "Come on!" " You know what I hate?" "N" " Shut up and sit on this, asshole." "That's right!" "You heard him!" "# Yeah #" "# Kickstart my heart,Ngive it a start #" "# Ooh, yeah #" "# Baby #" "# Ooh, yeah #" "# Kickstart my heart,Nhope it never stops #" "# Ooh, yeah #" "# Baby, yeah, yeah #" "# Skydive nakedNfrom an aeroplane #" "# Or a lady with a bodyNfrom outer space #" "# My heart, my heart #" "# Kickstart my heart #" "# Say I got trouble,Ntrouble in my eyes #" "# I'm just lookingNfor another good time #" "# My heart, my heart #" "# Kickstart my heart #" "# Yeah, are you ready, girls?" "#" "# Yeah, are you ready now?" "#" "# Ooh, yeah #" "# Kickstart my heart #" "# Give it a start #" "# Ooh, yeah #" "# Baby #" "# Ooh, yeah #" "# Kickstart my heart,Nhope it never stops #" "# Ooh, yeah, baby #" "# Ooh, yeah #" "# Kickstart my heart,Nhope it never stops #" "# Ooh, yeah #" "# Baby #" "# Ooh, yeah... #"