"You're dead, bitch!" "What the hell you lookir at?" "Fuckir hell." "Looks like you are shit outta luck, beautiful." "Now I'm gonna give you your C-section." "You son of a bi..." "Eat your vegetables." "Eat your vegetables." "She's in here!" "Come on!" "Where is she?" "There she is!" " Get out of here!" " Over tlhere!" "Kill her on sight!" "Who the fuck is that?" "Where the hell is the girl?" "I'm afraid, I'm afraid, I'm afraid" "Of ghosts" "If you have" "Get him!" "I don't mean to stare" "We don't lhave to breed" "We can plant a house we can build a tree" "I don't even care, "We could have all three"" " Jesus!" " She said" "Slhe said" "She said She said" "She said, she said" "Slhe said" " Oh, God!" "Fuck!" " She said" "Slhe said" "She said, she said" "Come on, push." "Push!" "My hand!" " Do you know what I hate?" " No." "I hate these 40-year-old jack-holes wearing ponytails." " That ponytail doesn't make you look hip..." " Come on." "...young, or cool." "OK, it's comir." "Come on." "Give me one big push." "She said, she said" "She said, she said" "Slhe said" "Slhe said" "What the fuck?" "I'm bleedir." "I'm bleedir out." "Quit squirming, you're ruining my slhot." "What a piece of crap." "We're outta here." "Sorry about tlhe messy delivery, Mom." "We need quiet." "Give Junior something to drink." "Bravo, Mr. Hero." "Bravo." "Why you tryir to kill this woman?" "Something funny?" "Oh, I was just remembering a limerick." "Well, "There once was a woman wlho was quite begat..." ""Slhe lhad tlhree babies named Nat, Pat and Tat..." ""She said it was fun at tlhe breeding..." ""But found it was hell in tlhe feeding..." ""When she saw there was no tit for Tat."" "You have caused me no end of trouble." "But now I shall return the favour." "Tit for tat, right?" "Now, see, that's the latest thing." "The gun will only fire wlhen it recognizes... the thumbprint of the owner." "It makes firearms safer and it cuts down tlhe crime too." "Get him!" "Who are you?" "Lady, what's your name?" "Nice knockers." "I said the joker is a wanted man" "He makes his way all across the land" "See him sifting tlhrouglh tlhe sand" "God damn it!" "So I'll tell you all the story" "About the joker and tlhe tlhief of tlhe niglht" "He's always laughing in tlhe midst of power" "Always living in the final hour" "There is always sweet in the sour" "Fuck you, ya fuckir fuckers." "Tit for tat, Mr. Hero." "Tit for tat." "Grab his legs." "Get him in there." "Come on." "I was goir back for her, boss." "No, I got it." "Hey, I'm not the head honcho wlho sits on lhis lhands... warming them witlh lhis own exlhaust... while everybody else does tlhe work." "Every second counts, right?" "Now, how the heck did tlhis lhappen, lhulh?" "Everything was goir smooth at tlhe safe lhouse when the woman draws a gun." "I mean, who expects a pregnant lady to pull a piece on ya, elh?" "And who was this man wlho was witlh lher?" "I don't know." "After the woman escaped, we tracked lher lhere." "This guy, he was hangir around... at the bus stop." "I mean, so we decided tlhat we'd deal witlh Ihim later... but we go after the woman... he gets in on the action." "You know?" "He took a gun, he started shootir at us, and that's..." "tlhat's wlhen y..." " Oh." "OK." "...you arrived." "Take it easy." "Sit down." "All right." "Oh, you all right?" "OK." "Are you tryir to tell me... that some bum came to lher rescue?" "Well, well, well, this is a fine mess, huh?" "I won't make tlhis mistake again." "Well, I got a piece of lead in my butt as a reminder." "OK." "I can appreciate that." "My ass!" "And let that be a reminder never to fail me again." "Damn." "Don't make me kill you to get tlhe baby." "Back off." "Sweetie, this deal is almost done." "Look, I've already booked my fliglht lhome." "OK?" "OK." "I love you too." "Yeah." "Bye-bye." "You know why a gun is better tlhan a wife?" "Don't know." "Well, you can put a silencer on a gun." "Sir, we spotted the target... at Third and Jefferson heading toward tlhe park." "Turn us around." "Come on!" "Dad!" " Come on." " All riglht." "Who's Daddy's little girl?" "Don't worry, kid." "Someone 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's witlh a customer." "Wait, you can't go up there." "Oh, yeah, baby." " Smitlh?" " You like that, huh?" "Besides, I thought Mistress Mary was more your type." "You can't go up there." "I've got a bad boy and tlhat's all riglht witlh me" " His dirty laundry" " Come 'ere!" "Is nothing that I can't keep clean" "And wlhen lhe needs an alibi..." "Money" "Money makes the world go round" "Money" "If the price is right, if tlhe price is riglht" "Sorry, pal, the bar's closed." "If you want gold and silver" "Sooner or later..." "Wait your turn, Smith." "There's plenty to go around." "Not for me, thanks." "I'm lactose intolerant." "Just tell me wlhat you want, Smitlh." "If you want shelter" "If you want smoke tlhen you better" "Take off your sweater" "Kinky." "I want you to take care of this baby for a wlhile." "Five grand." "That should keep you off your back for a couple of weeks." "Are you clean?" "You know I'm a good Girl Scout." "So you'll do it." "Vffnculo." "Screw yourself, Smitlh." "For all I know, you snatclhed tlhe kid." "I don't want to be an accessory for 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 day and you can keep tlhe wlhole roll." "Forget it, Dad." "Fine." "Ciao." "Breast milk." "Let's go." "This lady's baby needs to be fed." "Find me every wet nurse, lactating lhooker... and mammary on tap in tlhe city." "I already told you, Smith, you're not welcome... in the land of milk and honey." "I need a little cream for my coffee and some answers." "I'm sorry." "Scram, fellas." "Give me a moment alone here with, uh..." "Caffé La Mamma." "Relax." "Relax." "Mia piccola troietta." "There was a man here witlh a baby not too long ago." "Yes." "A real jerk." "He wanted me to take care of tlhe kid." "And what is this mars name?" "Smith." "Mr. Smith." "How the hell do I know lhis real name?" "He saw me a couple of times... when I was pulling straight tricks." "He always used tlhe same name..." "Smitlh." "I don't believe you." "I think you know more about tlhis man." "He was a lousy tipper." "It gets hotter the more times it's fired." "If I had anything on him, I'd tell you." "And it gets a lot more painful tlhe 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, one in tlhe mers room... and your second can'tridge was expended at tlhe playground." "And you won't be getting it up witlh tlhat gun you took off my man." "Oh, no." "Well, you see, like my weapon... it also has the thumbprint safety device." "Oh, really?" "Wanna bet?" "Nothir like a good hand job." "Get your things." "We're goir." "I don't understand a word you're going on about... but I know exactly what you're saying and I refuse to apologize." "Damn you, Smith." "I could have been snuffed back tlhere." "Yeah, you should be thanking me for saving your sweet back door." "Why did you wait so goddamn long?" "You're a bad girl, you deserve to be punislhed." "Which car do you want?" " What?" " I'm tired of walking." "Look at this." "You wanna know the difference... between this luxury car and a porcupine?" "I give up." "With the car, tlhe pricks are on tlhe inside." "Tell me about it." "Hello, honey." "Oh, good, good, I'm glad..." "I'm glad you liked the flowers." "Good." "Listen, sweetie..." "I've run into a small hitch." "I think I'm gonna have to be out lhere for a wlhile longer." "But don't worry." "I will be back in time for Timmy's birtlhday party..." "I swear to you." "Hugs and kisses." "Bye-bye." "So, what was I supposed to do?" "These guys were stalking tlhis pregnant lady." "I couldn't just stand there." "Did you see that?" "I fuckir lhate tlhat." " What?" " Tlhis guy, clhangir lanes... without signalling." "I mean, how hard is it to 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 finger one fucking measly inclh... to drive more safely?" " You wanna know why?" " Not particularly." "Because these rich bastards lhave to... be callous and inconsiderate in tlhe first place... to make all that money, so wlhen tlhey get on tlhe road... they can't help themselves." "Tlhey've gotta be... callous and inconsiderate drivers too." "It's in their nature." "Why don't you take the baby to tlhe police?" " I can't go to the police." " Wlhy not?" "I'm the Unabomber." "They caught the Unabomber." "That's what they think." "Stupid..." "Right." "That's it." "You are the angriest man in tlhe world." "If I remember right, you used to like it like tlhat." "Well, how many freelancers lhave you got?" "Yeah?" "How many local boys?" "I need men, you understand?" "I need a lot more men." "Look out, baby" "Listen to my song" "I want four mags... a box of 9-millimetre 147 lhollow-points and give me 50 fmjs." "You're a little short." "You lied." "You said you had $5,000." "How about we make up the difference witlh food stamps?" "You wanna buy bullets witlh 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 check I got at tlhe blood bank to you?" "Lt'll more than cover it." "Throw in that check you got from tlhe sperm bank... and got yourself a deal." "I don't get that check till Wednesday." "Listen, why don't you take a lhalf-a box of slhells... and I'll give you the other half... when you bring me the rest of tlhe money on Wednesday." "Deal." "Damn it, Smith!" "What the hell are you doing?" "Making some money." " Making some money?" " Well, yealh." "To buy something for the baby." "Something for the baby?" "A bulletproof vest is a better investment tlhan a crib." "Makes me think what you'd do to get Ihim in tlhe riglht sclhool." "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 baby to tlhe police." "No, you'd never make it." "They'll be watching all tlhe precincts... probably got some of the boys in blue on payola too." "I've rounded up 50 guys." "Well, I guess that's just gonna lhave to do, lhulh?" "Stop the car." "He was here." "Come on, what makes you tlhink lhe was lhere?" "Trust me." "I know what people do and I know wlhat people tlhink." "I always have." "Even as a kid, I lhad tlhis gift." "Yeah, you shoulda seen tlhe playground lhurt I laid down... playir rock, paper, scissors, buddy." "Now stop the car." "Who do you think wants tlhis baby dead?" "I've no idea who's tryir to kill it." "Don't call him an "it."" "It's an "it" to me." "Tell me, Smith, is tlhere anytlhing you like?" "Yeah, my privacy." "Tell me something I don't know per un volt... 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 know Smitlh's in tlhis one?" "Another lucky guess?" "Nah, he doesn't guess." "He sees things we don't." "He was once an FBI profiler." "Forensic behaviour consultant." "My God, how many times do I lhave to tell you guys?" "Details make all the difference in tlhis business." "Hey, but..." "Don't... you think you slhould lhang back, sir?" "The leader who stays in the rear, takes it in tlhe rear." "Besides... violence is one of tlhe most fun tlhings to watclh." "No, no, no, baby, no." "We could call him Oliver." " Oliver?" " Yeah, like Oliver Twist." "Because he's an orphan?" "'Cause I like the book." " You like the book." " I didn't lhate it." "That's a first." "Which birthday card do you tlhink I slhould go witlh lhere?" "Cute and cuddly?" "Or tlhe one tlhat says, "You're becomir a man now, son"?" "So, Mr. Hertz?" "How old is your son?" "He's 8." "Then it had to be large and powerful and..." "Can you believe it?" "There's nothing on the TV..." " about any of this." "...witlhout a trace." "...roadside bomb wounded..." "We have it in our..." "Hey." "Do you notice that?" "Notice what?" "Look." "Lame-ass politician rants about gun control, lhe cries." " So tonight..." " Switclh to tlhis clhannel... with this heavy metal music he shuts up." "That's so weird." "He must find it comforting." " Sir?" " Yealh?" " Men are in place on the roof." " Tlhat's good." "Anybody know what a Jimmy Cagney love scene is?" "It's where Cagney lets tlhe good guy live." "And if that happens in this show..." "I'm gonna do a lot more tlhan ask for my money back." "All right?" "Let's kill this mother." "Go." "It doesn't surprise me that Oliver's into deatlh 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, it'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, tlhe 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 mars 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?" " 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 think tlhat Oliver's motlher... lived near a heavy metal club and that he could hear the music wlhile lhe was still inside tlhe womb?" "Yep." "That's why he doesn't cry... when he's listenir to some lheadbanger's baslh." "Ridiculous." "Well, he isn't cryir now." "So this is the only club near where I encountered tlhe baby's motlher." "I still say this is a wild hunch." "Yeah?" "So how do you explain all tlhese boxes of diapers?" "Somebody's been stocking up." "Let's find out who." "You sear my legs, song birds clheer" "Eat my neck" "I can't, I can't let it go grey" "I can't break, I can't break" " You the owner of this place?" " Wlho's askir?" "I am." " Can I buy you a drink?" " 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 tlhe cojones." "Oh, God." "So who were these guys?" "I rented the place to some suit 11 montlhs ago." "He paid the whole year in cash." "I never saw him again." "I just figured they were uslr tlhe 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 confirmed tlhat slhe did deliver a clhild." "The babies were supposed to be delivered covertly." "I guess setting up this maternity factory... on top of a heavy metal club wasrt particularly secret." "What a fine lot of babysitters we turned out to be." "When Mr. Go-To Guy passes, lhead to tlhe left." "Yes, sir, I already made the call." "Backup should be arriving any minute." "We'll clean this mess up and try to piece togetlher... everything that happened." "Thank you, sir." "I appreciate your confidence." "Gentlemen, let's find some answers." "Watch where you step." " The ice cream is melting." " Wlhat?" "I thought donor sperm was 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 about my Nobel Prize?" "See, what it is, it's hard to find marrow tlhat matclhes tlhat of tlhe recipient." "The odds are much better if tlhe donor marrow slhares... the same DNA with tlhe person receiving it." "You mean these people were lharvesting babies... for some guy's bone marrow transplant?" "Exactly." "And somebody wanted to make sure lhe 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?" " Here we go again." "I hate those lame action movies... where the good guy calls just one person wlho ends up betrayir Ihim." "Yeah." "That's right up there witlh killing baby seals." "I called ABC, CBS, The Post, The Times... the local news channel, and the FBI." "So, what do we do next?" "I figure we hang here and watclh tlhe news." "Once the story goes public, maybe we'll be safe." "Look." "He finally went to sleep." "Yeah, you just wait." "The moment you close your eyes for a nap, lhe'll start screaming." "You can't take a little pleasure in anytlhing, 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 idea wlhat you've done to me." "We're gonna get out of this, trust me." " You just don't get it." " Wlhat?" "You bring me tlhis clhild so I can feed him, take care of him." "A baby that could be dead at any moment." "And you never even think to ask me... what happened to my own child." "You're right." "It's unforgivable." "No." "It's my fault." "It's like what my mmm always said..." ""Le uova non devono ballanre con le pietre."" "If I say I'm sorry will you tell me wlhat tlhat means?" "Eggs have no business dancing witlh 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!" " 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 this at anytlhing you don't intend to kill." "Now, this is important." "Tlhis is called your safety." "You have to keep this on to make sure tlhe gun doesn't go off accidentally." "But really, this is your number one safety." "Are you hungry?" "I watched those youthful paisley eyes" "They drink the screen just like a clhild" "Talk about shootir your load." "Look at this." "This is a Hammerson Nite Tac." "These aren't supposed to lhit tlhe streets for 6 montlhs." "This is weird." "All these guys have got 'em." "Don't even tell me." "Do you know how many of our men lhe's body-bagged now?" "Why should I waste my beautiful mind on sometlhing like tlhat?" "Doesrt it piss you off a little?" "Getting angry releases an enzyme... tryptophan hydroxylase... wlhiclh can temporarily reduce the I.Q." "That's something I can't afford to do riglht now." "How do you know all that?" "My boy's hooked on tlhe Discovery Clhannel." "Take me Westside." "I need to report in." "I got a bead on wlho our Mr. Hero is." "No more arguments." "I have to do this alone, and tlhe only way I can do it... is if I'm positive you two are OK." "This is the only place I know you'll be safe." " A tank?" " An M24 tank." "You'll be safe from gunfire and most explosives." " You're whacked." " I am." "I'm also serious." "But nobody's allowed to get in it." "Don't worry." "When I create a diversion, you climb inside." "You should have enouglh of tlhat baby food... to last you a couple of days." "The puréed carrots are the best." "Well, you know lhow to use tlhis, riglht?" "Yes, but what if you 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!" " Stop wlhining!" "If you don't behave, I am going to spank you." " But, Mom, I wanna go home!" " Stop wlhining." "Stop it!" "I hate it when parents..." " hit their children." " Let go of my arm!" "Not until you stop hittir your kid." "I will discipline my clhild as I see fit." "How would you like it if I spanked you?" "What...?" " See?" " Help!" "Doesrt feel so good, does it?" "Help!" "Help!" "What the hell do you think you're doir?" "It's not funny." "So, what you got on this all-star ground pounder?" "Well, anybody this good lhad to start out young." "And it's usually because tlheir pop was good at it too." "You know, like MacArtlhur's dad was a general... and Mickey Mantle's father played pro ball." "My son is a video game whiz... and I wasrt too bad at Pong myself." "Just follow me, if you will, Mr. Hammerson." "In '67, the limeys got lhard-ass on gun control." "So a lot of Brit gunsmiths moved to tlhe States." "Now, I've got an inside man at lmmigration... working on which of tlhese guys lhad sons... and if any of the boys were crack slhots." "I think the pucker factor's gettir to you." "You got diddly!" "Yes, Duchess, you a good girl." "Sit." "Yes." "Now's your treat." "Now you get your treat." "My man has been running tlhe name down... and he recalled one of these gunsmitlh kids, actually." "National sports pistol clhampion at age 10..." "Olympic hopeful, recruited by tlhe army." " But after tlhat, tlhe kid is..." " Kisses, kisses, kisses." "...never heard from again." "Well, that sounds like Black Ops got Ihim, trained Ihim." " This leads me to a theory." " A tlheory?" "A theory is bull-noogies." "All you got is a man with no name... ridir into town on a pale horse... dispensir his own brand o' justice." "Hertz, you know why people in tlhis country love guns?" "Phallic mumbo jumbo, like "cockir your gun."" "No, Hertz, people love guns... because America is a land of opportunity... where a poor man can become rich and a pussy can become a touglh guy... if he's got a gun in his hand." "I'm hopir you're not just a pussy witlh a gun in your lhand." "Oh, no, sir, no." "No, I'm not." "I'm a tough guy with a pussy in my lhand." "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 goir, golr, golr, don't ya?" " So do you." " I promise to, ulh... to spare your life if you tell me wlhere... the woman and child are." "Forget it." "Oh, boy." "'Ey, who trained you?" "N.S.A. Black Ops?" "CIA?" "Tlhe army?" "Well, whoever." "It seems you lhaven't lost your aim, clhamp." "You think that's good, you should see me spell my name in tlhe snow." "'Ey, you know, my boss here... thinks that you're the Lone Ranger or sometlhing." "Well, I believe I have a better idea about wlho you are." "I found out how your wife 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, ya don't like tlhat story?" "Well, then why don't ya tell me one, lhm?" "Childrers story, please." "Oh, I know." "Tell me my favourite, yeah." "Tell me the one about the baby." "Maybe later... when I put you to sleep." "Go, go!" "So, what do you think of tlhis second amendment now?" "Fuck you!" "OK, buddy, drop your weapon." "Think we got him?" "God damn it, Smith!" "So I found out wlho's tryir to kill our baby." " Who?" " A man named Hammerson." "Born with a silver spoon up his ass." "Inerited the Hammer Firearms Corporation... from his old man and makes millions manufacturing weapons." "Does this give you any new ideas... about who needs Oliver's bone marrow?" "No." "It's OK, little Oliver." "Shit." "It's him." "Senator Rutledge." "If he's elected president, lhe'll put Hammerson out of business." "It makes sense, but lhow can you be sure?" "Mr. Go-To Guy called his men a fine lot of babysitters." "The secret service calls their agents wlho guard VIPs babysitters." "It's him, Senator Rutledge." "He's the guy that needs this baby." "So we contact this man and tlhen we're safe." " It's over." " Are you crazy?" "And the whole of the U.S. Government after us." "I think you two have gotta get out of town." "Until I get the answers, you'll never be safe." "They'll be watchir the trains, tlhe bus stations and tlhe airports..." "So I think this is the safest way to get out of town." "I'm gonna check all of this out, and if everytlhing's OK..." "I'll get you before you board tlhe bus." "But..." "What if you don't get to us before we leave?" "Where should I get off?" "I think it's better if I don't know." " What?" " Trust me." "I can't know." "Smith, do you really think tlhis is gonna work?" "Just stick to the plan and everytlhing will be all riglht." "Run!" "So much for wearir 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 bitch suckered us again!" "It's time to go, little boy." "Put me through to whoever's protecting Senator Rutledge." "Just tell him there's a man witlh a baby calling." "Hello, is this Smith?" "That was a nice job coverir up your baby lhatclhery downtown." "Not a word about it anywhere." "Only you guys in Washington lhave tlhat kind of pull." "I'm telling you, we're on tlhe same side." "Now, listen, we can do this tlhe easy way or tlhe lhard way." "I wanna see the senator." "All right." "He wants to see you too." "He's leaving for North Carolina." "Tlhe primary's in tlhree days." "You can fly with him." "Runway 7, two lhours." "I see anythir I don't like, I'm blowir tlhis big time." "What were you doing in there?" " Cleaning my gun." " Really?" "You know, we were never really trying to kill you." "We only wanted to scare you into surrendering." "Well, that's one way to explain wlhy you can't slhoot straiglht." "In the latest poll, Senator Rutledge... continues to be the Democratic frontrunner... heading into next week's Super Tuesday primary." "He leads his rival by at least 10 points..." "I owe you my life." "So this is where you get to do all tlhose lhookers." " I heard about you." " You look worse tlhan you do on TV." "Yes, it's amazing wlhat a little makeup can do." "And a lot of morphine." "So, you've pieced tlhe wlhole tlhing togetlher." "Very clever, Mr. Smith." "Very clever." "Simple." "You're the Democratic frontrunner for president... and your sweeping gun control proposals... are pissing the wrong people off." "Yes, well, if they're pissed now, wait until I'm elected president." "We got so many goddamn... gun lobbies out there... that we're gonna have to set up just as many commissions." "Then maybe we'll get our bill passed in tlhe first year." "Unfortunately, you're sick and tlhe gun Nazis found out." "They discovered your baby hatchery and, boom, problem solved." " They kill you by killir the babies." " Correct." "So, where's my saviour?" "Oh, my God!" "Gun!" "Easy, easy." "You know what I hate most?" " Liars." " Wlhat tlhe lhell you doir?" "You made a deal with Hammerson." " No, you're crazy." " Am I?" " Y..." " Wlhen you got into bed witlh Ihim... you also let his dog up on the mattress." "Lookir at those dog hairs on your trousers..." "I'd say old Duchess took a likir to you." "I don't know what you're talkir about." "Save the line for when you'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 him for sellir out?" "His operation to find the baby... had been tits up from the get-go." "You see, Rutledge called us and lhe offered us... a proposition that we had never dreamed was possible." "In exchange for his life... the senator promised to protect our riglht..." "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!" " Olh, please." "Pl..." "I had to do it." "I want to live." "I am meant to be president." "Yeah?" "Well, you got what it takes." "You put yourself before tlhe people." "I can still do good in other areas." "How you gonna square it witlh tlhe public?" "It is a constitutional right." "Back off!" "Get back!" "I've come around to tlheir way of tlhinking." "Let me give you a piece of advice..." "Never trust the people who stand to profit, plain and simple." " Tlhey're tlhe bad guys." " Come on, Smith, don't be a fool." "The game is over." "You rolled tlhe dice, you lost." "Let him go, Smith!" "Tlhere's no escape!" "Maybe not for me, but there is for tlhe woman and baby." "If I kill Rutledge, no one will need to find tlhem." "They'll be saved." "Your assassination, Rutledge, will create a public outrage... and trigger immense support for your proposals." "The sympathy vote in the congress will 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 honour witlh 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 be a whole lot more" "You get a nothir for nothir" "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 tlhe streets" "Blood on tlhe 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 somethir." "Bye-bye." "Don't you worry, Duchess." "This isn't gonna happen to you." "Not for a few years, anyway." "Well, well, well, well, well." "Somebody gets to be smart, and somebody gets to be dumb." "Looks like you and I have finally traded places, lhulh, sport?" "Yes, indeed." "The circle of life." "The circle-a jerk of life." "Oh, you have suclh a way witlh words." "Now..." "I want you to tell me... where the woman and tlhe clhild are." "Tell me, or I will be forced to cause you... considerable agony." "Believe me... nothing could be more painful than listenir to you jabberir on and on." "Again, I ask... where are the woman and child?" "That's the last time you'll be doir tlhat." "Just tell me what I wanna hear." "It's your choice wlhen tlhe pain stops." "Why are you doir this?" " It's over." " It slhortly will be, yealh." "No, I really should thank you." "I just got a bigger contract because of you." "I mean, I wasrt just on Hammersors payroll, you know." "What are you babbling on about now?" "Do you really think tlhe people tlhat employ me... were just gonna bend over and take your little stunt... killing the senator?" "There's no way that you can cover up tlhis wlhole tlhing." "No?" "Havert you heard tlhe news?" "The senator's plane craslhed into tlhe East River." "They haven't been able to find tlhe body of Senator Rutledge." "So, you see, once I silence you and tlhe woman... the cover-up will be complete." "So, once again, I ask you... where are the woman and child?" "You know how I'd break your 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't get to us before we leave?" "Oh, I know your whole story." "That man who went on tlhe slhooting spree in tlhe restaurant." "He visited the little gun shop tlhat you inlherited from your dad." "I found out how your wife and son were killed." "You sold him tlhe pair of slhotguns..." "Shotguns." "...that killed your own wife and boy." "I'm not telling you..." "a goddamn tlhing." "Where are you, Smith?" "Well, well, well, well, well." "We're gonna need somethir a little more invasive." "That's it." "Arert guns just fucking great, Hammerson?" "Of excellent quality" "I've dwelt there for years" "Playing with my fears" "It's tasteful, luxurious, and 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 discovered tlhe body of Senator Rutledge today." "Investigators discovered tlhe body of Senator Rutledge today." "The FBI stated an anonymous tip led tlhem to tlhe remains." "Don't worry, little boy." "Mama will be watching you wlhile slhe'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 even pucker your buttlhole." "That's right." "No puckering, nobody dies." "So don't fuckir move." "We're kinda in a rush here, man!" "Come on!" " You know what I hate?" " Slhut up and sit on tlhis, asslhole." "That's right!" "You heard him!" "Yealh" "Kickstart my heart, give it a start" "Ooh, yeah" "Baby" "Ooh, yeah" "Kickstart my heart, lhope it never stops" "Ooh, yeah" "Baby, yeah, yeah" "Skydive naked from an aeroplane" "Or a lady with a body from outer space" "My heart, my heart" "Kickstart my heart" "Say I got trouble, trouble in my eyes" "I'm just looking for anotlher 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, lhope it never stops" "Ooh, yeah, baby" "Ooh, yeah" "Kickstart my heart, lhope it never stops" "Ooh, yeah" "Baby" "Ooh, yeah..."