"Damn!" "We look good!" "I'm thinking about touching myself." "Not in my car, please." "That's weird." "Change the channel." "... Radar Love." "Man." "What?" "I think the devil's trying to talk to you... telling you it's time to go to work." "Uh-uh." "No, not tonight." "Tonight is special." "We are getting Sam laid tonight." "Sock, I don't..." "Sam, I don't want to hear a word from you, all right?" "One word about Andi... and you are catching the head-butting of your life." "You and Andi are trying to be friends... so that means you are officially back in business... with all other ladies starting right now." "We are planting your flag... at Iwo Jima tonight, my friend." "It's so hard to meet women." "Well, you two cry-baby bitches... may have decided to bail on tonight... but I'm not giving up, all right?" "Here we go." "Just gotta jump-start... the action a little, know what I mean?" "Watch and learn, boys." "Oh, no." "Oh, hello." "Whoa." "At least he has one..." "Look at this." "Yeah, good thing I sat down, right?" "You guys have multiplied." "Bert Wysocki." "Booties on the floor." "Booties on the floor." "That one hurt my knee, but that's okay." "All right, beer." "You ever notice how beer..." "So you're gettin' married tomorrow?" "Best bachelorette party ever!" "Having such a blast, hey, Nicole?" "We are sending you out in style." "I think we'll be sending Nicole out in a body bag." "They are laughing at anything." "We are so in." "I've had, like, seven Long Island iced teas." "I was going to say it tasted like a Cosmo." "I'm Taylor." "Sam." "Shots!" "Shots!" "More drinks for you." " This is my number." " Okay." "Better call me." "Yeah, yeah." "Okay." "Do you want me to write... okay." "Give me yours, too." "There you go." "I don't want to know." "Guys, it is not a bachelorette party without a stripper." "Oh, my God!" "Sock!" "Mm-hmm!" "You want to be our stripper?" " Huh?" "No." "No, no." " Come on!" "Come on!" "You're the funny dancing guy." "Yeah, dance." "I'm not your monkey!" "I'm not your monkey!" "Okay?" "Geez." "Ben?" "Benny?" "You want to be our stripper?" "Not for free." "I could lose my union card." "But, uh, my buddy Sam here is a hell of a dancer." "No!" "I can't." "Yes, Sam." "Sam!" "Sam!" "Sam!" "No!" "No!" "No, I can't." "I can't." "L, uh..." "I have a trick knee." "Really." "It doesn't..." "It's just so hard to meet women." "Yeah." "All right, let's see what the Prince of Darkness... has for us this time." "Eight-track?" "So what are you going to do about that Taylor chick, Sammy?" "She was hot." "No, she's not really my type." "What's with the vessel?" "Your type." "Is she a girl?" "Ding!" "What else do you need to know?" "Come on." "We don't have anything in common." "Who cares?" "You're not gonna marry the girl, Sam." "You gotta get all this relationship garbage out of your head." "All right, Sock, shut up." "Vessel." "Soundtrack to a movie... called Love, Bullets, and Blacktop." "Never heard of it." "Let me guess, one of the songs is Radar Love." "Track number one." "All right, so I keep hearing that song... and the vessel is an obsolete tape." "This gives me nothing." "Well, maybe the answer is in the tunes." "You think that still plays?" "Jimmy, you're wanted in the paint department." "Jimmy, to the paint department, please." "What's that?" "Oh, cool, an eight-track." " Where did you get this?" " I found it." "Hey, my dad had a million of these." "Any good songs on here?" "Uh, just old seventies stuff." "And you thought that you could actually play it... in one of the systems we sell?" "Right." "I realized." "Actually, you know what?" "I think my mom... might have my dad's old player." "Why don't you just come over and use it?" "Yeah!" "That would be great." " Hello?" " Sam?" "Yes." "Hey." "Do you know who this is?" "I do, yeah." "It's Taylor." "Taylor?" "Who's Taylor?" "So call me." "Okay." "Yeah, I'll give you a call." "You still have my number?" " Mm-hmm." " Great." "By the way, are your lips still lonely?" "Uh, my lips are currently not lonely." "Okay, I got to go." "All right, bye." "My dentist." "Oh, Dr. Taylor." "Sam, come on." "I mean, I heard her voice." "Did you meet a girl?" "We were talking about something else." "You want..." "You wanted a coffee, right?" "You want..." "Let me get you a coffee." "Hey, two sugars." "Uh-huh!" "Dr. Taylor." "Seriously?" "You're such an idiot." "Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!" "Ohh!" "Come on." "What the hell is going on?" "Train wreck." "So, Taylor." "Spill." "Oh, my God." "Yeah, it's awful, isn't it?" "Well, this is what happens when you play chicken with a train." "The train's never gonna flinch." "I don't understand." "Well, come on over here." "See this?" "This used to be a mint condition '73 GTO... stolen earlier tonight." "What a waste!" "What about the driver?" "Oh, the driver and the passenger... they just walked away, unscathed." "That's been happening a lot recently." "They're both souls?" "That's right." "Kit and Holly..." "two for the price of one." "I really think you have your work cut out for you this time." "But I have every confidence that you'll seal the deal... which reminds me, Taylor." "I'm not talking about that with you." "I was able to obtain some information... on one of her many, many, many erogenous zones." "Just stroke her earlobe, and she'll do anything." "Anything." "There's something really wrong with you." "What?" "Encouraging a young man to succumb... to his primal and perfectly natural instincts?" "Sharing the fact that Taylor is in her experimental phase?" " Is that bad?" " Okay, okay, stop, stop." "All right, stop." "Just don't make her wait too long." "She'll be out of your life like a forgotten song." "Radar Love." "What is the deal with this song?" " Right behind you, sir." " You got it?" "Hey, any luck on finding a copy... of the movie that goes with that soundtrack?" "Wasn't easy." "That thing's been out of print for years... but I found a used one online... so it'll be here tomorrow." "Good, good." "I hope it gives us some sort of clue." "Love, Bullets, and Blacktop." "That's a fine title." "Boobs, Bullets, and Blacktop would be better." "You know, repeating the Bs thing." "That's classy." "Wait, wait, wait." "Where's the guy?" "I don't know." "I wasn't watching." "Put it down, put it down." " Put it down." " I'm sorry." "He'll find it." " Yup." " Here, here, here!" "I'm here at the scene of a gruesome crash... which is the result of what many witnesses are calling... a terrifying chain of events." "It all started as a routine traffic stop... when the car behind me refused to pull over... leading police on a ten-mile chase... at speeds of ninety miles per hour." "The stolen vehicle finally crashed here... killing two pedestrians." "The driver and passenger of the wrecked vehicle... remain at large." "Authorities are not yet releasing the names of the victims." "I'm told that one of the victims... was pronounced dead at the scene... and the other was..." " Check this out." " What?" "Remind you of anything?" "If you have any information relating to the crash..." "Both blue muscle cars." "What does that mean?" "I don't know." "Do we know any experts on old cars?" "Well, there's always Russ." "Welcome to The Work Bench." "Welcome to The Work Bench." "Welcome to The Work Bench." "God, do we have to talk to Russ?" "Guy gives me the skeeves." "Yes, yes, we do." "But remember, we're all business." "You show any signs of friendship to Russ... and it's like feeding a raccoon." "We'll never get rid of him." "You hear that, Ben?" "No!" "Listen to me." "None of this, "My name's Ben." "I like everybody." ""Let's be blood brothers," okay?" "I do not want to hang out with this guy." "He's extra-strength douche." "Hey, Russell!" "Nice to see you." "There is some fine ass tail in The Bench today." "Yeah, yeah." "There..." "Yeah, there is." "Um, Russ, we have a question for you." "Shoot." "Do you know what kind of car that is?" "'71 Malibu." "Solid muscle car." "Ladies." "Russ!" "Do you know anything else about this type of car?" "I know everything else about that type of ride." "You know, I've been keeping my eye on you three." "I can tell you like to party... have fun." "Yeah, fun's okay." "Want to see something cool?" "Sure." " What?" " Oh, God." "This here is my girl Mandy." "See, she's kind of like the one on your eight-track there... only a little more excellent." "Um, so let's say you were... in the market for a car like this." "Is there a special dealership you might go to or..." "Are you thinking of buying, Sam?" "You'd look pretty hot behind the wheel of a '69 Daytona." "Okay, Russ." "I know this little car club." "A bunch of collectors get together... down at a lot in Chinatown, show off their rides." "Maybe you could find a seller there." "You know..." "You know, what we could do, we could score some vodka." "You know?" "Go down there, the four of us... make an afternoon of it." "Yeah!" "Yeah, that sounds like something someone might do." "But I am pulling a double shift this afternoon." "What can I say?" "The ladies don't pay for themselves." "You know what I'm saying?" "Yeah." "Well, let me give you the address, anyway." "It's down on Keefer." "And listen, the four of us, we got to hang." "Tomorrow, my place." "We start with poker... and then let it rip." "And that's great, 'cause I love poker and I think..." "But we can't make it." "Oh." "Well, rain check then." "Well, work calls." "See you later, Russ." "All right, we got to go to this car club." "All right, I'll meet you out front." "I'm sorry I blasted you in the balls, man." "Oh, my God." "This is just sad." "What?" "I promise you both right now." "No matter how old I get, I'll never make you hang out... in a vacant lot and drool over my car." "Yeah?" "Well, you need to own one first." "You know what, I don't even want one now." "So how do we find them?" "Let's see if we can get their attention." " Here we go." " Okay." "Radar Love, baby." "Sam." "Aw, yeah." "Sam, how you doing this?" "The song has power, I guess." "Hey, man, I hate that song." "You have Free Bird?" "Oh, Sam, they're leaving!" "They're leaving!" "Ben, get the car!" "They're headed for the parking garage!" "Come on." "We can trap 'em on the roof." "Oh, God." "Okay!" "There!" "Ho... holy..." "Come on, come on." "Where are you guys?" "Have a nice day." " Hi." " Hi." "Does Sam Oliver work here?" "Yeah, he does... but he has not come in for his shift yet." "Oh, okay." "Uh, do me a favor." "Tell him Taylor stopped by." " You're Taylor?" " Yeah." "Why?" "Did he mention me?" "Yeah, actually, he did." "So, Sam." "What's he like?" "Um, he's great." "We've just..." "We've been friends for a very long time." "He is single, right?" "Huh?" "Uh, yeah." "'Cause you don't know." "Guys you meet in bars... they'll say anything to get in your pants." "Yeah." "Well, actually, Sam's not like that at all." "Hmm." "Too bad." "Anyways, tell him to call me, okay?" "Thanks, Andi." "Where are you going?" "I got a plan." "Don't worry." "All right, check this out." "Look." " You're selling Russ' car?" " Exactly." "See, the souls are always crashing cars... just like this one." "Since we scared them away from the car club... guess who needs a new one?" "Precisely." "So we set the trap." "We post the car on all the muscle car sites." "Hopefully, the souls see it and they come knocking." "And then we send their little asses right back to Hades." "All right, I like it, I like it." "The only thing is the other cars they wrecked were blue." "Sure they're gonna go after an orange car?" "Oh, my God." "You know, we didn't think about that." " Bam." " Nice." "Hope this works." "So your dentist stopped by." " Huh?" " Dr. Taylor." "Dr. Tay..." "Oh, Taylor was here?" "What, at The Bench?" "Was she shopping?" "Oh, she was in the market for something." "Come on." "Really?" "I only said, like, three sentences to her at the bar." "Yeah." "Apparently, you made them count." "Wait, wait." "Did she say what she wanted?" "Yeah, she said you should call her." "Really?" "Yeah." "Are you gonna call her?" "I don't know." "Maybe." "She's a little... different." "What do you think?" "I mean, I think she's really attractive." "You should call her." "I'll think about it." "Maybe I should call her." "A church?" "Isn't this a little too close for comfort?" "Nah." "Me and the big guy have an understanding." "I stay out of his house, he lets me play with his toys." "All right, well, if you're here to harass me about the souls..." "I'm all over it." "I set a trap to nab them both." "No." "No harassing." "I have faith in you." "I have to admit, though, I admire Kit and Holly." "The world's a whole lot more fun with them in it." "It's the purity of their spirit that I admire and respect." "They live in the moment... the thrill of being caught or killed." "That's their aphrodisiac." "Two psychos in love." "Love?" "There's no such thing." "I'm talking about real passion, lust." "You don't think love is real?" "The French invented love... so they could put a civilized face on a primal urge... dress it up with candy and hearts... and cubic zirconia." "In the end, it all comes down to endorphins and genitalia." "So if you don't believe in love... why are you showing me a wedding?" "The breathless bridegroom there... banged the maid of honor last night." "I give the marriage six months." "Why are you telling me this?" "Because I care." "I want you to be happy." "Give into your urges once in a while." "What's the worst thing that can happen?" "A night of pleasure?" "I'd take that over unrequited longing any time." "Whatever." "Don't forget... earlobe." "Sam?" "Taylor." "Wow!" "You look amazing." "What are you doing here?" "Oh, uh, right." "I was..." "I was in the neighborhood." "You work, like, two miles away." "Right." "Yeah, I was..." "I had a delivery." "Look, you know, you didn't call... so I just figured you weren't into me, and that's fine... but if you're here to jerk me around..." "I'm not really interested." "No, no, I..." "I promise, that's not why I'm here." "Then why are you?" "I... don't really know." "You're strange." "Yes, yes, I am." "Well, I should catch up with..." "Right, yes." "So..." "Taylor?" "You want to maybe get a drink tomorrow night, same place?" "Yeah." "Cool." "All right." " Hey, guys." " Hey." "Kit and Holly called." " They're on their way." " Come on." "All right, the code word is "jambalaya."" "I don't like that word." "I don't care if you don't like it, Ben." "This decision has been made, okay?" "You stall them." "I say jambalaya." "Sam hops out from behind the van... and sucks them into the eight-track, and that's it." "This plan is starting to feel stupid." "Yeah." "Well, learn to love it." "They're here." "All right, let's do it." "What's happening?" "They're just staring at us." "Super creepy." "Hang tight, baby." "Only the dude is getting out." "You gotta get them both over here." "I know!" "What's up, man?" "How you doing?" "Howdy." "Like I advertised, 1970 Mustang Mach 1, mint." "What I neglected to add on the website..." "Yeah, in the picture, it was blue." "Yeah, we had it repainted." "Well, we don't want it orange." "Well, it's a good thing we're at The Work Bench... 'cause we got all types of paint!" "Whatever you want." "Cyan, azure." "You name it, we got it." "That's a beautiful color for this car." "On this car?" "Yeah." "Let me see the inside." "The inside, yes." "You are a man of discriminating taste." "I can tell by the four buttons undone on your shirt." "So, it's got, uh, carpet both sides, which is good... a steering wheel, dials... speedometer, odometer." "Uh, neoprene seats." "Give me the keys." "Hey, why don't you go get your lady?" "Get her to come take a closer look." "See if she likes it, all right?" "That's a good idea." "Let me go get her and..." "Why don't you give me the keys?" "I want to get inside the car now." "I don't have them." "Ben, do you have the keys?" "Uh, what about price first?" "Price, yes." "You know what?" "Get your gal... and we will talk dollars and cents." "Why are you so interested in my woman?" "Jambalaya!" "It's a trap!" "Jambalaya!" " Sam, go!" " Get him!" "Go!" "Go!" " Kit!" " See you at Midnight." "Get her!" "Get her!" "Come on!" "Get her!" "Get her!" "Get her!" "She's getting away!" "Sam!" "Get her!" "Whoa!" "Oh, that was close." "Oh, weird." "It feels hot." "Can souls break out of vessels, do you think?" "I don't know." "It never happened before." "Kit said he was gonna try to meet Holly at midnight." "You don't think she's gonna come after us, do you?" "God, I hope not." "She scares the hell out of me." "Well, all women scare the hell out of you... hence your lack of action with that Taylor chick." "Hey, I made a date with Taylor." "Thank you very much." " Really?" " Mm-hmm." "You know the devil can see her fantasies?" "Makes her sound like some kind of sex maniac." "Insider trading tips from the Dark Lord." "I so want your life." "Hey, movie arrived." "Love, Bullets, and Blacktop." "Great." "Question is, will this help us find Holly?" "The other question is... does this movie have any nudity in it?" "Is that Beta?" "Where the hell are we going to find Betamax?" "Welcome to The Wall of Sound." "Hey." "Oh, wow." "This stuff, uh... takes up a lot of space in your living room, huh?" "It certainly does." "Pro Logic quad amp, sweet ribbon tweeter, and a dual 18 subwoofer... that'll blow a chick's panties clean off." "Ever seen anything like it?" "Definitely a first." "Hey, Russ... do you have a machine that might play Beta?" "Beta?" "Absolutely." "Here." "You know, I am so pumped that you guys..." "Oh, sit down, sit down." "You guys decided to come and party with the Russ man." "We are gonna get a little crazy up here tonight." "Good couch." " Oh, yeah." " Yeah." "Oh, that's my shoulder." " Wait a minute." " Russ..." "What kind of a host do I think I am?" "We can't just watch the movie." "We need to get high first!" "Who wants to rip some peyote?" "Uh, Russ, you know... tonight's not a good peyote night." "Oh, no, no, no, no." "Peyote, man, it makes a great platform." "And then we customize with a well-chosen assortment... of party enhancers." "We've got angel tears... horse tranqs... jelly babies, muskies... happy flakes." "Happy flakes?" "Poppers?" "No thanks, Russ." "You know, Russ, I was gonna pass." "Yeah, you know, I took a horse tranq... on the way over here, so I'm good." "Guys, you said that you came over to party, right?" "Of course!" "Well, okay, then!" "Come on!" "I mean, I don't want to be watching this movie... until we're, like, rolling four deep, okay?" "Did Holly follow us?" "You!" "Where's Kit?" "I don't know where he is." "Where is the eight-track?" "Give it to me now!" "It's right here." "That bitch is crazy." "Oh, Russ." "Russ!" "Russ, are you all right?" "Are you..." "Flush the drugs." "Hey, so what's the word on Russ?" "Oh, he's fine." "He's all zonked out on heavy meds in the hospital... getting sponge baths." "It's kind of his dream scenario, you know?" "Good, he won't miss this." "Cover me on the floor so I can hook this thing up... and we can watch the movie." " Right." " All right." "I'm going this way." " Hey." " Hey." "Oh, this is the soundtrack... you were listening to the other day." "What's with your obsession?" "You shouldn't have to watch this out here... with all these miserable customers." "Oh, you know, not you, sir." "Follow me." "Just hold this for a second." "Where are you taking me?" "Oh, wow!" "You made all this?" "Yup." "My Ted-free zone." "Well, until he finds it and I have to build a new one." "This is great." "I know." "Here." "Oh, thanks." "Beverage?" "Movie started." "Yeah, hit me." " Yeah." " Wow." " Don't worry." "I got it covered." " I guess so." "Open the register." "Don't make me do something we'll both regret." "My life is full of regrets." "Your mama know what you're up to?" "Your mama know what you're up to?" "Wow." " Yeah." "This is genius." " Yeah." "Will you give me what I want?" "I just might." "Yeah!" "Did you see that?" "They're driving the same car." "I know." "I was just gonna say the same thing." "You'd think they'd get the color of the car right." "We're gonna lose them." "Hang on." " Catch." " No." "Oh, you missed." "Catch." "No, no, no." "Serious, get serious." "Hang on." "I'm scared, Kit." "Every cop in the county's after us." "What if we get separated?" "We meet back here, baby." "This will always be our place." "Midnight." "Kit said it right before we captured him." "Yup. "Meet me at Midnight."" "There's her car." "You scared?" "Does it show?" "You're kind of hurting my arm." "Oh, yeah." "You got some nails on you, man." "What?" "God..." "Sam, do you see her?" "No." "Do you see anything?" "I don't see anything." "How do I set Kit free?" "Tell me!" "Hey, Goldilocks!" "Suck on that, sugar lips!" "Yeah!" "Sam, where's the vessel?" "Sam, vessel!" "Oh, damn, I lost it." "Sock?" "What do you think she's gonna do... when she finds out she's got the wrong eight-track?" "Kill us." "Yeah, that sounds about right." "How does this work?" "How do I get him out of here?" "You're gonna tell me how to get Kit back!" "Easy, easy, easy!" "Whoa!" "Oh, God." "I think you see where this is going." "Yeah." "You're gonna tell me how to free my baby..." "Okay, look, if you kill us, you'll never get him out." "Yeah." "Tell me how to set Kit free, or I will torch this whole place... and there will only be one of us getting out of here alive!" "Which one of us?" "Which?" "What?" "I didn't... no..." "I like you." "You're cool." "I like your shoes." "Listen, Holly, you don't have to do this, okay?" "Let's talk, all right?" "We can't let Kit out... but I swear, you let us free, and we'll let you go." "We'll let you go." "You're gonna let me go?" "Kit has to go back to hell... but you... you can start over." "All right, you can find a new guy." "Is that right?" "Find a new guy?" "You think there's someone like Kit out there?" "All fire and passion and danger... like you?" "Are you a tough guy?" "Do you like to get crazy?" "Do you like to play with danger?" "I dabble." "Good." "Let's see how tough you are." "No, let's not." "Let's not see how tough I am." "I don't want to see." "# I've been driving all night #" "# My hand's wet on the wheel #" "# There's a voi..." "voice in my head #" "# That drives my heel #" "# Say, it's my baby calling #" "# And she needs me here #" "# And it's half-past four # # and I'm shifting gear #" "# We got a thing that we call #" "# Radar love #" "# We got a light #" "# That we shine #" "Sam, Sam!" "Run!" " Sam!" " Sam!" "Whoo!" "Yeah!" "# We got a thing #" "# That we call radar love #" "# We've got a light that shines #" "# Radar love #" "Dink." "Oh, there's Taylor." "You guys, disappear." "Cool." "All right." "Go, mighty warlord." "Collect your spoils." "Let's not call her spoils to her face." "Good luck, Sam." "So is that your thing, kissing random guys in bars?" "Screw you." " Well..." " No." "I... thought you were cute." "Didn't look like the kind of guy to make the first move." "Excuse me?" "I make moves." "Come on!" "Sam Oliver, you have to think about everything." "Don't you ever want to just do something totally spontaneous... something you knew you shouldn't?" "What if somebody opens the door?" "Who cares, right?" "You like it dangerous." "Cool!" "Oh, Sam!" "That totally drives me crazy." "How did you know?" "This, um..." "This doesn't feel right." "What?" "Sam, you pulled me into the closet." "Yeah." "No, I know." "I did." "This just..." "This isn't me." "Can we..." "Can we slow it down a little?" "Sure." "You really are strange." "Yeah, yeah." "I couldn't agree more." "I'm sorry, Sammy." "I never should've pushed that whole Taylor thing on you." "I had no idea you were a homosexual." "We should just slow it down a little?" "Do you hear that?" "That's the sound of every man in the world laughing at you." "So you came all the way here just to bust on me?" "No, quite the contrary." "I feel bad." "I really do." "I just wanted you to get the girl... for once in your miserable life." "Yeah, I really appreciate your concern... but maybe I'm just not sure that that's the girl I want." "Mm." "Right, right, right." "You're holding out for true love." "I told you, Sam." "There is no such thing." "I couldn't figure out... why you kept throwing Taylor in my path." "It's not because you really care about me." "Hey, untrue." "It's because you're tempting me again." "You just want me to be more like you, but I'm not." "I don't believe there's no such thing as love." "And you know what?" "I don't believe that you believe that." "Wow!" "You know, celibacy really makes you insightful." "Come on." "You've been around since the dawn of time." "Are you telling me you've never been in love?" "Well, personally, I've always found lust... to be quite satisfying." "Yeah." "You would."