Reservoir Dogs (1992)

1. Let me tell you what Like a Virgin's about.

2. It's all about a girl who digs a guy with a big dick.

3. The entire song, it's a metaphor for big dicks.

4. No, it ain't. It's about a girl who's very vulnerable.

5. She's been fucked over a few times and, uh,

6. - then she meets a guy who's very sensitive. - Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

7. Time out, Green Bay. Sell that fucking bullshit to the tourists.

8. Toby! Who the fuck is Toby?

9. Like a Virgin's not about some sensitive girl who meets a nice fella!

10. That's what True Blue's about. No. Granted.

11. - No argument about that. - Which one's True Blue?

12. Oh, you ain't heard True Blue? It was a big-ass hit for Madonna.

13. You're not even following that "Tops of the Pop" shit if you've never heard of True Blue!

14. Look, asshole, I didn't say I ain't heard of it, you know. Why I asked is how's it go.

15. Excuse me for not being the world's biggest Madonna fan.

16. Personally, I can do without her.

17. I used to like her early stuff. Borderline.

18. When she got off with that Papa, Don't Preach phase, I tuned out.

19. Wait, you guys are gonna like, making me lose my train of thought here.

20. I was saying something. What was it?

21. Oh, Toby's that little Chinese girl.

22. - What was her last name? - What's that?

23. Ah, it's an old address book I found in a coat I haven't worn in a coon's age.

24. - What was that name? - What the fuck was I talking about?

25. You said True Blue was about a guy, uh,

26. a sensitive girl who meets a nice guy, but Like a Virgin was a metaphor for big dicks.

27. Let me tell you what Like a Virgin's about.

28. It's all about this cooze who's a regular fuck machine.

29. I'm talking morning, day, night, afternoon.

30. Dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick.

31. - How many dicks is that? - A lot.

32. So one day she meets this John Holmes motherfucker and it's like whoa, baby!

33. I mean, this cat is like Charles Bronson in The Great Escape. He's diggn' tunnels.

34. All right now, she's gettin' this serious dick action.

35. And she's feelin' stuff she ain't felt since forever!

36. Pain. Pain.

37. Chew? Toby Chew?

38. It hurts. It hurts her. It shouldn't hurt.

39. You know, her pussy should be broken in by now.

40. But when this cat fucks her, it hurts.

41. It hurts just like it did the first time.

42. You see, the pain is reminding a fuck machine what it was once like to be a virgin.

43. Hence, Like a Virgin.

44. Wong.

45. Gimme that fucking thing!

46. Hey, what the hell do you think you're doin'? Gimme my book back.

47. I'm sick of fucking hearing it. Joe. I'll give it back to you when we leave.

48. What do you mean "when we leave?" Gimme it back now!

49. For the past 15 minutes now, you've been droning on about names.

50. Toby. Toby? Toby?

51. Toby Wong. Toby Wong. Toby Wong.

52. Toby Chung. Fucking Charlie Chan.

53. I've got Madonna's big dick comin' out of my left ear.

54. and Toby the Jap, I don't know what, comin' out of my right.

55. Gimme that book.

56. - Are you gonna put it away? - I'm gonna do whatever the fuck I want with it.

57. well then, I'm afraid I'm gonna have to keep it.

58. Hey, Joe, want me to shoot this guy?

59. Shit!

60. You shoot me in a dream, you better wake up and apologize.

61. Burn!

62. Have you guys been listening to K-BILLY's Super Sounds of the '70s Weekend?

63. Oh, yeah, man. It's fucking great, isn't it?

64. Can you believe the songs they've been playin'?

65. You know what I heard the other day? Heartbeat, It's A Lovebeat . . .

66. by Little Tony DeFranco and the DeFranco Family.

67. You know, I haven't heard that song since I was in the fifth fucking grade.

68. When I was comin' down here, The Night the Lights Went Out in Georgia came on.

69. I, I ain't heard that song since it was big.

70. And when it was big, I must've heard it a million, trillion fucking times.

71. But this is the first time I ever realized . . .

72. that the girl singin' the song is the one who shot Andy.

73. What? You mean you didn't know that Vicki Lawrence was the one who shot Andy?

74. I thought it was the cheatin' wife shot Andy.

75. Yeah, but they say that at the end of the song.

76. Yeah, I know, motherfucker! I just heard it. That's what I'm talkin' about.

77. You can't call me a motherfucker unless you can tell me the words to the song.

78. I must've zoned out during that part before.

79. All right. I'll take care of the check.

80. You guys can get the tip.

81. Should be about a buck a piece.

82. And you, when I come back I want my book.

83. Sorry, it's my book now.

84. Hey, I changed my mind. Shoot this piece of shit, will ya?

85. All right, everybody cough up some green for the little lady.

86. Come on. Throw in a buck.

87. - Uh-uh. I don't tip. - You don't tip?

88. - No, I don't believe in it. - You don't believe in tipping.

89. Do you know what these chicks make? They make shit!

90. Don't gimme that. She don't make enough money, she can quit.

91. I don't even know a fucking Jew who'd have the balls to say that.

92. Uh, now let me just get this straight. You don't ever tip, huh?

93. I don't tip because society says I have to.

94. All right, I mean, I'll tip if somebody really deserves a tip.

95. If they really put forth the effort, I'll give 'em something extra.

96. But I mean, this tipping automatically, uh, it's for the birds.

97. I mean, as far as I'm concerned, they're just doin' their job.

98. - Hey, this girl was nice. - She was okay.

99. I mean, she wasn't anything special.

100. What special? Take ya in the back and suck your dick?

101. I'd go over 12% for that.

102. Hey, look. I ordered coffee, right? Now, we've been here a long, fucking time.

103. She's only filled my cup three times.

104. I mean, when I order a coffee, I want it filled six times.

105. Six times? Well, you know, what if she's too fucking busy?

106. Words " too fucking busy" shouldn't be in a waitress's vocabulary.

107. Excuse me, Mr. Pink, but the last fuckin' thing you need's another cup of coffee.

108. Jesus Christ. I mean, these ladies aren't starvin' to death. They make minimum wage.

109. You know, I used to work minimum wage and when I did.

110. I wasn't lucky enough to have a job that society deemed tip worthy.

111. You don't care they're countin' on your tips to live?

112. You know what this is?

113. It's the world's smallest violin playin' just for the waitresses.

114. You don't have any idea what you're talkin' about.

115. These people bust their ass. This is a hard job.

116. So's working at McDonald's, but you don't feel the need to tip them, do ya?

117. Well, why not? They're servin' you food. But, no. Society says.

118. "Don't tip these guys over here, but tip these guys over here." That's bullshit!

119. Waitressing is the number one occupation . . .

120. for female non-college graduates in this country.

121. it's the one job basically any woman can get and make a living on.

122. The reason is because of their tips.

123. Fuck all that.

124. - Jesus Christ! - I mean, I'm very sorry the government taxes their tips.

125. That's fucked up. That ain't my fault.

126. I mean, it would appear that waitresses are one of the many groups . . .

127. the government fucks in the ass on a regular basis. I mean, if y-y-ya show me . . .

128. a piece of paper that says the government shouldn't do that, I'll sign it.

129. Put it to a vote, I'll vote for it. But what I won't do is play ball.

130. And this non-college bullshit you're givin' me, I got two words for that;

131. Learn to fucking type. 'Cause if you're expecting me . . .

132. to help out with the rent, you're in for a big fucking surprise.

133. He's convinced me. Gimme my dollar back.

134. Hey, leave the dollars there.

135. All right, ramblers, let's get rambling.

136. Wait a minute. Who didn't throw in?

137. - Mr. Pink. - Mr. Pink?

138. - Why not? - He don't tip.

139. You don't tip? What do you mean, you don't tip?

140. - He don't believe in it. - Shut up!

141. What do you mean, you don't believe in it?

142. Come on, you, cough up a buck, you cheap bastard.

143. I paid for your goddamn breakfast.

144. All right, since you paid for the breakfast, I'll put in.

145. But normally I would never do this.

146. Never mind what you would normally would do.

147. Just cough in your goddamn buck like everybody else.

148. Thank you!

149. That was the Partridge Family's Doesn't Somebody Want To Be Wanted?

150. followed by Edison Lighthouse's Love Grows Where My Rosemary Goes . . .

151. as K-BILLY's Super Sounds . . .

152. of the '70s Weekend just keeps on truckin'.

153. Oh, God!

154. Oh, shit! Jesus!

155. I'm gonna die. No, I'm gonna die. I'm gonna die!

156. Just hold on, buddy boy.

157. I'm gonna die!

158. Hey!

159. I'm sorry!

160. - Gimme your hand. - I can't believe she killed me, man.

161. Who'd have fucking thought that?

162. Hey, just cancel that shit right now.

163. You're hurt and you're hurt real fucking bad, but you ain't dying!

164. I'm gonna die! I'm gonna—

165. - Ah! All this blood's scarin' the shit outta me, Larry. - Oh!

166. I'm gonna die, I know it.

167. Oh, excuse me. I didn't realize you had a degree in medicine.

168. Ah, ah, are you a doctor?

169. Are you a doctor?

170. Answer me, please. Are you a doctor?

171. - Huh? - No, I'm not. I'm not.

172. Okay. So you admit you don't know what you're talkin' about.

173. So, if you're through givin' me your amateur opinion, just lie back and listen to the news.

174. I'm takin' you back to the rendezvous. Joe's gonna get you a doctor.

175. - Shit! - The doctor's gonna fix you up.

176. And you're gonna be okay.

177. Now, say it. You're gonna be okay. Say it!

178. You're gonna be okay!

179. Say the goddamn words. You're gonna be okay!

180. - Oh, God! - Say the goddamn fucking words!

181. - Say it! - Okay, Larry.

182. Correct!

183. Correct.

184. I'm okay.

185. Look where we are.

186. - Look where we are. We made it. - Oh, Larry.

187. She had a baby, man! She had a baby!

188. Now we're in the warehouse.

189. Who's a tough guy? Who's a tough guy?

190. - Come on, who's a tough guy? - I'm a tough guy, Larry.

191. Who's a tough guy? You're a tough guy.

192. You're a fucking tough guy.

193. Okay. Okay.

194. We're in the warehouse. Look where we are.

195. We made it. We made it.

196. We fucking made it. We have fucking made it.

197. We're in the warehouse. Look where we are.

198. Look where we are. Just hold on, buddy boy.

199. Hold on. Hold on. Hold on.

200. - Shit! - Stop banging your head.

201. You're gonna bang a fucking hole in the floor.

202. You don't wanna hurt the fucking floor, do ya?

203. I can't do anything for ya.

204. But when Joe gets here, which should be any time now,

205. he's gonna help you out, he's gonna take care of ya.

206. Okay? We're just gonna sit here and we're gonna wait for Joe.

207. Who are we waitin' for?

208. - Joe. - That's right.

209. Larry, this is fucking scary, man.

210. Would you please hold me?

211. Yeah, sure.

212. Listen, buddy.

213. You go ahead and be scared. You've been brave enough for one day.

214. I just want you to relax now. Okay?

215. You're not gonna fucking die. You're gonna be fine.

216. When Joe gets here, he'll make you 100% again.

217. Am I hu-hu-hurt bad, Larry?

218. It's not good. No.

219. Hey, Larry, look, bless your heart for what you're tryin' to do.

220. I was panicking for a minute back there.

221. But I got my senses back now.

222. The situation is I'm shot in the belly.

223. Without medical attention, I'm gonna die.

224. - I can't take you to a hospital. - Fuck jail, man!

225. You don't have to take me in. Just drive me up to the front, man.

226. Just drop me on the sidewalk. I'll take care of myself.

227. I won't tell 'em anything, man. I won't tell 'em anything.

228. I swear to fucking God, man.

229. Just look in my eyes, Larry. Look in my eyes.

230. I won't tell them anything.

231. You'll be safe, man.

232. You're not gonna fuckin' die, kid. All right?

233. Listen to me. You're gonna be fine.

234. Along with the kneecap, the gut is the most painful area a guy can get shot in.

235. - No shit! - But it takes a long time to die from it.

236. I'm talkin' days.

237. You're gonna wish you were dead.

238. But it takes days to die from your wound. Time is on your side.

239. Was that a fucking setup or what?

240. Shit! Orange got tagged?

241. Gut shot.

242. - Fuck! Where's, uh, Brown? - Dead.

243. Oh! How did he die?

244. How the fuck do you think? The cops shot him.

245. This is bad. This is so fucking bad.

246. - Is it bad? - As opposed to good?

247. Man, this is fucked up! Ah, this is so fucked up!

248. Somebody fucked this up big time, man.

249. You really think we were set up?

250. You even doubt it, man? I don't think we got set up. I know we got set up.

251. I mean, really, seriously, where did all those cops come from, huh?

252. One minute they're not there and the next minute they're there?

253. I didn't hear any sirens.

254. The alarm went off, okay? When an alarm goes off,

255. you got an average of four minutes response time.

256. Unless a patrol car is cruising that street at that particular moment,

257. you got four minutes before they can realistically respond.

258. And in one minute, there were 17 blue boys out there,

259. all loaded for bear, all knowing exactly what the fuck they were doin'.

260. And they were all just there!

261. Remember that second wave that showed up in the cars, okay?

262. Those were the ones responding to the alarm, man. But those first motherfuckers,

263. I'm tellin' you, man, they were there and they were waitin' for us.

264. Haven't you fucking thought about this?

265. I haven't had a chance to think.

266. First I just tried to get the fuck outta there.

267. Then after we got away, I just been dealin' with him.

268. You better start fucking thinking about it, man, 'cause that's all I'm thinking about!

269. Man, I wasn't even gonna come here. I was gonna drive, just drive off, man!

270. Because whoever set us up knows about this place?

271. There could've been cops here waiting for us. Man, there could be cops coming here right now!

272. Let's go in the other room.

273. Hey, right in there.

274. Don't leave. Don't leave me. I'm gonna die.

275. Don't worry. I'm just gonna be in that room just 'til we work this out.

276. I'll be right in the other room, okay? I'll be right there lookin' at ya.

277. I'm right here lookin' at you, okay? Just relax.

278. Come on, lie down. Whenever you need me, I'm right over there.

279. Larry?

280. Oh, my fucking god!

281. Larry!

282. What the fuck am I doin' her, man?

283. You know, I felt funny about this job right off.

284. Soon as I felt it, I should've said, no thank you and walked. But I never fucking listen!

285. It was like that every time I ever got caught buying weeds.

286. Same thing, man. I didn't trust the guy. I felt funny about him.

287. But I wanted to believe him, you know, because if he's not lying to me . . .

288. and it's really his Thai stick, then it's great, right? But no, it's never Thai stick.

289. And I always said if I felt that way about a job, I'd fucking walk.

290. And I didn't! I didn't 'cause of the fucking money!

291. What's done is done. We need you cool.

292. Are you cool?

293. All right, I'm cool.

294. Splash some water on your face.

295. Take a break.

296. Relax. Have a cigarette.

297. - I quit. - All right.

298. Why, you got one?

299. Yeah.

300. Here you go. I have just a few.

301. Thanks.

302. - Okay. Let's go through what happened. - Okay.

303. We're in the place. Everything's gonna fine.

304. - Then the alarm gets tripped. - Right.

305. I turned around and all these cops are outside.

306. You're right, because I— Bam, I blink my eyes and they're there.

307. Everybody starts goin' ape-shit.

308. - And Mr. Blonde starts to shoot all the— - That's not correct.

309. - What's wrong with it? - Okay.

310. The cops did not show up after the alarm went off.

311. All right, the cops didn't show up until after Mr. Blonde starts shootin' everybody.

312. As soon as I heard the alarm, I saw the cops.

313. No, man, I'm telling you. It wasn't that soon, okay? They didn't—

314. They didn't let their presence be known until after My. Blonde became a madman, all right?

315. I'm not saying they weren't there. I'm saying they were there.

316. But they didn't make a, a, a, a move until after, uh, Mr. Blonde started shooting everybody.

317. I mean, that's how I know we were set up.

318. Come on, Mr. White, I mean, You c-c-can— You can see that, can't you?

319. - Look, look. Enough of this Mr. White shit! - Now, wait, wait!

320. Wait, man! Don't don't tell me your fucking name, man. I don't wanna know it!

321. Jesus Christ, I ain't gonna tell you mine.

322. You're right. This is bad.

323. How did you get out?

324. I shot my way out. Everybody started shootin' so I blasted my way outta there.

325. Move it! Get outta the way! Get the fuck outta the way!

326. Get the fuck outta the way!

327. - Move it! Get outta the way! - Get out!

328. Jesus Christ, what the fuck is your problem, man?

329. You fucking asshole! Fuck off!

330. - Fuckin' people! - Move!

331. Get down, Arnie!

332. - Jesus. - Get outta the car. Get the fuck outta the car!

333. - Who the fuck— - Move it! Move outta the way!

334. I tagged a couple of cops.

335. - Did you kill anybody? - A few cops.

336. - No real people? - Just cops.

337. Shit.

338. Man, could you believe Mr. Blonde?

339. That was the most insane fucking thing I have ever seen.

340. Why the fuck would Joe hire a guy like that?

341. Man, I don't wanna kill anybody.

342. If I gotta get out that door and you're standing in my way.

343. one way or the other you're getting outta my way.

344. That's the way I look at it.

345. The choice between doin' ten years . . .

346. and takin' out some stupid motherfucker . . .

347. ain't no choice at all.

348. But I ain't no madman, either! What the fuck was Joe thinking?

349. I can't work with a guy like that.

350. We're awful goddamn lucky he didn't tag us when he shot the place up.

351. I came this close to takin' his ass out myself.

352. I mean, everybody panics. Everybody.

353. Things get tense. It's human nature, you panic.

354. I don't care what your name is, you can't help it.

355. Fuck, man, you panic on the inside, in your head, you know?

356. And you give yourself a couple of seconds, you get a— You get ahold of the situation.

357. You deal with it. What you don't do is start shootin' up the place and start killin' people.

358. I know. What you're supposed to do is act like a fucking professional.

359. A psychopath ain't a professional.

360. I can't work with a psychopath . . .

361. 'cause you don't know what those sick assholes are gonna do next.

362. I mean, Jesus Christ! How old do you think that black girl was? 20?

363. - Maybe 21? - If that.

364. Hey, look, did you see what happened to anybody else?

365. Me and Orange jumped in the car. Brown floored it.

366. After that, I don't know what went down.

367. Oh. At that point, it was every man for himself, man.

368. As far as Mr. Blonde or Mr. Blue are concerned, I ain't got the foggiest,

369. 'cause once I got out I never looked back.

370. What do you think?

371. What do I think? I mean, uh, you know, the cops either caught 'em or killed 'em.

372. No chance they punched through? You found a hole.

373. Yeah, and that was a fucking miracle.

374. But even if they did get away, then where the fuck are they?

375. You don't think it's possible one of 'em got ahold of the diamonds and—

376. - Nah, no way. No way. - How can you be so sure?

377. I got the diamonds.

378. That's my boy.

379. - Where? - I stashed 'em.

380. Look, if you wanna come with me, let's go get 'em right now, right this second, man.

381. 'Cause I think, uh, stayin' here, man, we should have our fucking heads examined.

382. I mean, that was the plan. We meet here.

383. Well, then, where the fuck is everybody?

384. I say the plan becomes null and void once we find out we got a rat in the house.

385. We ain't got the slightest fucking idea what happened to Mr. Blonde and Mr. Blue.

386. I mean, they could both be dead or maybe they're arrested.

387. The cops could have 'em right, right now at the station house sweating 'em down.

388. Yeah, they don't know our names but they could be singing about this place.

389. I swear to God I think I'm fuckin' jinxed.

390. What?

391. Two jobs back it was a four-man job.

392. We discovered one of the team was an undercover cop.

393. No shit!

394. Thank God we discovered it in time.

395. I'd forget the whole thing, just walked the fuck away from it.

396. So who's the rat this time?

397. Mr. Blue? Mr. Brown? Joe?

398. You know, listen. I mean. Joe set this whole thing up. Maybe he set it up to sell us.

399. Nah, I don't buy it. Me and Joe go back a long time.

400. I can tell you definitely Joe don't know a fucking thing about this bullshit.

401. Hey, look. I've known Joe since I was a kid, okay?

402. And me saying he definitely had nothing to do with it is ridiculous!

403. I mean, I could say I definitely didn't do it, 'cause I know what I did or didn't do.

404. But I cannot definitely say that about anybody else, 'cause I don't definitely know.

405. For all I know, you're the rat.

406. For all I know, you're the fuckin' rat!

407. All right. Now you're using your fucking head. And for all we know, he's the rat.

408. Hey, that kid in there is dying from a fucking bullet I saw him take.

409. So don't you be calling him a rat!

410. Look, I'm right, okay? Somebody's a fucking rat.

411. Where's the commode in this dungeon? I gotta take a squirt.

412. Go down the hall, make a left, go up the stairs and make a right.

413. By the way, how's Alabama?

414. Alabama? I haven't seen 'Bama over a year and a half.

415. But I thought you two were a team.

416. We were for a little while. Did about four jobs together then decided to call it quits.

417. Why?

418. Mmm, you push that woman-man thing too long, and it gets to you after a while.

419. - What's she doin' now? - She hooked up with Frank McGarr.

420. They've done a couple jobs together.

421. Hell of a woman. Good little thief.

422. So, explain the telegram.

423. Five-man job, bustin' in and bustin' out of a diamond wholesaler's.

424. Can you move the ice afterwards? I don't know nobody that can move ice.

425. No problem. We got guys waitin' for it.

426. Hey, what happened to Marcellus Spivey? Didn't he always move your ice?

427. Nah, he's doin' 20 years in Susanville.

428. Twenty years? Holy God! What for?

429. Bad luck.

430. I guess you could say that again.

431. - What's the exposure like? - Two minutes tops, but it's a tough two minutes;

432. daylight, during business hours, dealing with a crowd.

433. But you'll have the guys to deal with the crowd.

434. - How many employees? - I'd say around 20.

435. Security pretty lax. They most usually just deal in boxes;

436. you know, uncut stones for the diamond syndicate.

437. But on this particular day, they're getting a shipment of polished stones from Israel.

438. They're like a way station, you know.

439. They get picked up the next day and sent to Vermont.

440. No, they're not!

441. What's the cut, Papa?

442. Juicy, Junior, real juicy.

443. Hey look, man, you do what you want.

444. I'm outta here, man. I'm gonna check into a motel for a few days.

445. You know, I'll lay low and I'll call Joe.

446. Shit. Did he fucking die on us?

447. Huh? Is he dead or what?

448. - He ain't dead. - What is it?

449. Scared the fucking shit outta me, man. I thought he was dead for sure.

450. Yeah. Without medical attention, he will die for sure.

451. What are we gonna do, man. We can't take him to a hospital.

452. Without medical attention, the man might not live through the night.

453. The bullet in his belly is my fault.

454. Now, while that might not mean jack shit to you, it means a hell of a lot to me.

455. Well, first things first, okay? Stayin' here is goofy. We gotta book up.

456. What do you suggest we do, go to a hotel?

457. We got a guy who's shot in the belly, can't walk. He bleeds like a stuck pig.

458. And when he's awake, he screams in pain.

459. You got an idea, spit it out!

460. Joe could help. We get in touch with Joe.

461. Joe could get him to a doctor.

462. Joe could get a doctor to come to see him.

463. Assuming we can trust Joe, how we gonna get in touch with him?

464. Huh? He's supposed to be here but he ain't, which is making me very nervous about being here.

465. Even if he is on the up and up, I don't think he's gonna be too happy with us, okay?

466. He planned a robbery and he's got a bloodbath on his hands now.

467. He's got dead cops, dead robbers, dead civilians.

468. Jesus Christ! I, I, I tend to doubt he's gonna have a lot of sympathy for our plight.

469. I mean, if I was him, I'd try and put as much distance between me . . .

470. and this, and this mess as humanly possible.

471. Before you got here, Mr. Orange was askin' me to take him to a doctor, to a hospital.

472. Now, I don't like the idea of turning him over to the cops.

473. But if we don't, he's gonna die.

474. He begged me to do it.

475. Well, all right. Then I guess we take him to a hospital.

476. I mean, if that's what he said, let's do it.

477. Since he don't know nothing about us, I say it's his decision.

478. Well, he knows a little about me.

479. What? Wait, wait. You didn't tell him your name, did ya?

480. I told him my first name and where I was from.

481. Why?

482. I told him where I was from a few days ago.

483. It was just a natural conversation.

484. What was telling him your name when you weren't supposed to?

485. He asked!

486. We had just gotten away from the cops. He just got shot.

487. It was my fault he got shot.

488. He's a fucking bloody mess.

489. He's screaming.

490. I swear to God, I thought he was gonna die right then and there.

491. I'm tryin' to comfort him;

492. telling him not to worry, everything's gonna be okay, I'm gonna take care of him.

493. And he asked me what my name was.

494. I mean, the man was dying in my arms.

495. What the fuck was I supposed to do?

496. Tell him I'm sorry? I can't give out that fucking information!

497. It's against the rules!

498. I don't trust you enough!

499. Well, maybe I should've, but I couldn't.

500. - I don't— - Fuck you and fuck Joe!

501. - Yeah, I'm sure it was a very beautiful scene between you. - Don't fuckin' patronize me.

502. I have one question for you. Do they have a sheet on you where you're from?

503. - Yeah! - Well, that's that then, man.

504. I mean, Jesus Christ, I was worried about how much of a possibility it was.

505. Now he knows: A, your name; B, what you look like;

506. C, where you're from; and D, what your specialty is.

507. They're not gonna have to show him a hell of a lot of pictures for him to pick you out!

508. I mean, that's it, White. You didn't tell him anything else . . .

509. that could narrow down the selection?

510. If I have to tell you again to back off, me and you are gonna go 'round and 'round.

511. We ain't taking him to a hospital.

512. - But we know he's gonna die. - And I'm very sad about that.

513. But some fellas are lucky and some ain't.

514. What the fuck you touching me for, man?

515. Do you wanna fuck with me? I'll show you who you're fucking with.

516. You wanna shoot me, you little piece of shit? Go ahead, take a shot.

517. Fuck you, White. I didn't create this situation. I'm dealin' with it.

518. You're acting like a first-year fucking thief. I'm acting like a professional.

519. They get him, they could get you.

520. They get you, they get closer to me and that can't happen.

521. And you're lookin' at me like it's my fault?

522. I didn't tell him my name. I didn't tell him where I was from.

523. Shit! Fifteen minutes ago you almost told me your name.

524. Your buddy got his stuck in a situation you created.

525. So if you wanna throw bad looks around, throw 'em in the mirror.

526. You kids shouldn't play so rough.

527. Somebody's gonna start cryin'.

528. Mr. Blonde.

529. Shit! Fuckin' kicking me.

530. What happened to you?

531. I figured you were dead.

532. Hey, you okay?

533. Did you see what happened to Blue?

534. We didn't know what happened to you and Blue. That's what we were wondering about.

535. What— Come on, man!

536. Look, Brown is dead. Orange got it in the belly.

537. - He's still alive. - Enough! Enough!

538. You better start talkin', asshole,

539. 'cause we got shit we need to talk about.

540. We're already freaked out.

541. We need you acting freaky like we need a fucking bag on out hip.

542. Okay. Let's talk.

543. We think we got a rat in the house.

544. I guarantee we got a rat in the house.

545. - What makes you say that? - Is that supposed to be funny?

546. Look, we think this place ain't safe.

547. This place just ain't secure anymore. We're leaving. You should go with us.

548. Nobody's going anywhere.

549. Piss on this fucking turd! We're outta here.

550. Don't take another step, Mr. White.

551. Fuck you, maniac!

552. It's your fucking fault we're in this trouble.

553. - What's this guy's problem? - What's my problem?

554. Yeah, I got a fucking problem. I got a big fucking problem . . .

555. with any trigger-happy madman almost gettin' me shot!

556. What the fuck you talkin' about?

557. That fuckin' shooting spree!

558. In the store, remember?

559. Oh, fuck 'em. They set off the alarm.

560. - They deserve what they got. - You almost killed me!

561. Asshole!

562. If I'd known what kind of guy you were, I'd never would've agreed to work with you.

563. Are you gonna bark all day, little doggie,

564. or are you gonna bite?

565. What was that?

566. I'm sorry, I didn't catch it. Would you repeat it?

567. Are you gonna bark all day, little doggie, or are you gonna bite?

568. Oh, Christ! Hey, look, you two assholes, calm the fuck down! Hey, come on! Back off.

569. What are we on a playground here, huh? Am I the only professional?

570. Fuckin' guys, you're actin' like a bunch of fuckin' niggers, man! You work with niggers, huh?

571. Just like you two, always sayin' that they're gonna kill each other.

572. You said yourself you thought about takin' him out.

573. - You fuckin' said that? - Yeah, I did, okay? I did.

574. But that was then. Right now this guy is the only one I completely trust.

575. - It's fuckin' homicidal to work with the cops. - You're taking his side?

576. No! Fuck sides, man! What we need here is a little solidarity.

577. Somebody's sticking a red hot poker up our ass and I wanna know whose name's on the handle.

578. Fuck. Now, look. I know I'm no piece of shit.

579. I'm pretty sure you're okay now.

580. And I'm fuckin' positive you're on the level.

581. Let's try and figure out who the bad guy is, all right?

582. Wow.

583. That was really exciting.

584. I'll bet you're a big Lee Marvin fan, aren't ya?

585. Yeah, me, too. I love that guy.

586. My heart's beatin' so fast. I'm about to have a heart attack here.

587. - Yeah? - I got somethin' outside that uh, I'd like to show you guys.

588. - So follow me. - Follow you? Where?

589. To my car.

590. What, did you forget your French fries to go with the soda?

591. - Nah, I had them already. - Yeah?

592. I got somethin' I think you might wanna see though.

593. - It's a big surprise. - What?

594. I'm sure you'll like it. Come on.

595. Hey, we still gotta get outta here, you know.

596. - No. We're gonna stick around and we're gonna wait. - What for, the cops?

597. - No. Nice Guy Eddie. - Nice Guy Eddie?

598. - Yeah. - What makes you think he isn't on a plane right now . . .

599. half way to Costa Rica?

600. Because I spoke to him on the phone and he said he's on the way down here.

601. - You talked to Nice Guy Eddie? - Yeah.

602. Why the fuck didn't you say that in the first place?

603. - 'Cause you never asked me. - Hardy-fuckin'-har, What did he say?

604. He said stay put.

605. So, in the meantime, let me show you guys something.

606. Jesus Christ!

607. Maybe our boy in blue here can answer some of these questions about this . . .

608. rat business you've been talkin' about.

609. You're a piece of work, my friend.

610. It ain't a bad idea. Let's get him the fuck outta here.

611. Hey, Sid, will you relax?

612. I know you a long time. I'm not worried. I know you'll pay me back.

613. Don't tell me what I already know. Don't embarrass me.

614. So you had a few bad months.

615. You do what everybody else does. I don't care if it's J.P. Morgan or Irving the Tailor.

616. You ride it out.

617. - Vic Vega's outside. - Hold on.

618. - Who? - Vic Vega.

619. - Oh, tell him to come in. I gotta go. - Come on in.

620. A friend of mine's outside. Keep your chin up. I'll be talkin' to ya.

621. Don't worry.

622. - Hey, welcome home, Vic. - Joe.

623. How does freedom feel, huh?

624. - It's a change. - Ain't that the sad truth.

625. Sit down. Take your coat off. Make yourself at home.

626. - Want a little drink? - Yeah.

627. How 'bout a little, uh, Remy Martin?

628. Sure.

629. Who's your parole officer?

630. Seymour Scagnetti.

631. How is he?

632. He's a fucking asshole. Won't even let me leave the halfway house.

633. You know, it never ceases to amaze me.

634. A fucking jungle bunny goes out there, slits some old woman's throat for 25 cents.

635. He gets Doris Day for a parole officer.

636. Good fellow like you winds up with a ball-bustin' prick.

637. I want you to know I appreciate all the packages you sent me on the inside.

638. Hey, what the hell was I supposed to do, forget about ya?

639. I just want you to know that it meant a lot to me.

640. Hey, it was the least I could do!

641. I wish to hell I could've done a lot more.

642. Thanks a lot, Joe.

643. Eh, Vic.

644. Toothpick Vic.

645. So, tell me your story, kid. What are your plans?

646. You son-of-a-bitch. I see you sittin' there, but I don't believe it.

647. - How you doin', Toothpick? - Hey, Eddie.

648. Listen, I'm sorry. I should've picked you up myself.

649. I was— My fuckin'-- I mean, it's been— The week's been crazy.

650. I got my head up my ass the whole time.

651. It's funny you should say that, 'cause that's what me and your daddy were just talkin' about.

652. - I should've picked you up. - No, that you had your head up your ass.

653. I walk in the door. He's like "Vic, Vic,

654. "I'm so glad somebody's finally here who knows what's goin' on.

655. "My son Eddie's a fuck up.

656. "He's ruining the business.

657. I mean, I love the guy, but you know, he's flushing everything down the toilet. "

658. I mean, that's what you said, right, Joe? I mean, tell him yourself.

659. Well, Eddie, I hate for you to hear it like this, but,

660. you know, Vic come in and asked me how business was.

661. You don't lie to a guy's who's just done four in the slammer.

662. It's very true.

663. All right, enough of this shit. Break it up! Come on, this ain't a playground.

664. You guys wanna roll around on the floor, you do it in Eddie's office, not mine.

665. - Daddy, did you see that? - What?

666. The guy got me on the ground. He tried to fuck me.

667. - You wish. - You sick bastard, Vic.

668. You tried to fuck me in my father's office.

669. Look, Vic, whatever you wanna do in the privacy of your own home, go to it.

670. But don't try to fuck me. I mean, I, I don't think of you that way.

671. I like you a lot, buddy, but I don't think of you that way.

672. Listen, if I was a butt cowboy, I wouldn't even throw you to the posse.

673. No, you wouldn't. You'd keep me for yourself.

674. You know, four years fucking punks up the ass,

675. you appreciate a piece of prime rib when you see it.

676. I might break you in, nice guy, but I'd make you my dog's bitch.

677. Ain't that a sad sight, Daddy? Man walks in a prison a white man,

678. and walks out talking like a fucking nigger. You know what?

679. I think it's all that black semen been pumped up your ass so far . . .

680. now it's backed into your fucking brain, it's comin' out your mouth!

681. Eddie, you keep talkin' like a bitch, I'm gonna slap you like a bitch.

682. - Come on, man! - All right. Enough of this shit!

683. I'm sick of it. Now, both of you sit down.

684. Now, Eddie,

685. when you come in here, we were talking some serious business.

686. Now, Vic here has got a parole problem.

687. - Who's your P.O.? - Seymour Scagnetti.

688. Scagnetti. Fuck.

689. - I hear he's a motherfucker. - Oh, he's a fucker.

690. Won't even let me leave the halfway house unless I get some shitty job.

691. Hey, you come back to work for us, right?

692. Well. I wanna. But first I gotta prove to, uh, asshead . . .

693. that I can get a regular, you know, job job-type job . . .

694. before I can move out on my own.

695. I can't come back to work for you guys if I gotta worry about, uh,

696. making some silly ass 10:00 curfew every fucking night.

697. All right, we can work this out, can't we, Eddie?

698. This ain't all that bad. Look, we can get you a lot of legitimate jobs.

699. I'll get you down to Long Beach as a dock worker.

700. I don't wanna lift no fucking crates, Eddie.

701. Vic, you ain't gonna lift shit.

702. You'll never even work there.

703. But as far as the records are concerned, you do.

704. I'll call Matthews, the foreman, and tell him he's got a new guy. Boom, you're on the rotation.

705. You get a time card, It's clocked in and out for you every day.

706. And at the end of the week, you get a nice paycheck. Dock workers do very well.

707. So you can move into a halfway decent place without this Scagnetti fuck goin'.

708. "Hey, where the fuck's the money come from?"

709. And if he decides to make a surprise visit,

710. that's the day we sent you to Tustin to pick up a load of shit and bring it back.

711. If he comes back again? Hey, sorry, Seymour, you just missed him.

712. We had to send him to the Taft Airstrip five fucking hours away.

713. We had a load of shit we had to have him pick up there and bring back here.

714. Look, part of your job, Vic, is goin' different places. That's the beauty of it.

715. We got places all over the place.

716. See, Vic, did I tell you not to worry? Here, Vic was worried.

717. I'll take you down to Long Beach tomorrow.

718. We'll get you fixed up with Matthews. I'll tell him what's what.

719. You know, I really appreciate what you guys are doin',

720. but I'd like to know when I can come back,

721. you know, do some real work.

722. Well, it's hard to say.

723. It's kind of a strange time now.

724. - Things are kind of— - They're a little fucked up, is what they are.

725. Look, we're just gettin' ready for a big meetin' right now in Vegas.

726. Look, just let Eddie for now set you up at Long Beach,

727. get you a job, give you some cash . . .

728. and get this Scagnetti fuck off your back.

729. Then we'll talk to you. All right?

730. - Huh? - Dad, I got an idea.

731. Now, just, just hear me out.

732. I know you don't like using the boys on these jobs.

733. But Vic here, I mean, he's only been nothin' but good luck for us and—

734. The guy's a fucking rabbit's foot, for crying out loud.

735. I'd like to have him in.

736. You know he can handle himself and you damn sure know you can trust him.

737. Now, Vic,

738. how would you feel about pullin' a job with about five other guys?

739. I'd feel great about it.

740. K-BILLY Super Sounds of the '70s continues.

741. And if you're the 12th caller,

742. you'll win two tickets to the Monster Truck Extravaganza . . .

743. being held tonight at the Carson Fairgrounds,

744. featuring Big Daddy Don Bodine's truck, the Behemoth.

745. The 12th caller wins on the station where the '70s survived.

746. Hey, Dov, we got a major situation here.

747. I know you know that. I gotta talk to Daddy and find out what he wants done.

748. All I know is what Vic told me, man.

749. He said the place turned into a fucking bullet festival.

750. He took a cop hostage just to get the fuck outta there.

751. Get up! Get up!

752. Do I sound like I'm fucking joking?

753. He's fucking driving around with a cop in his trunk.

754. I don't know who did what! I don— I don't know who's got the loot.

755. I don't know if anybody's got the loot.

756. I don't know who's dead. I don't know who's alive.

757. I don't know who's caught. I don't know who's not.

758. I will know. I'm practically there now.

759. But what do I tell these guys about Daddy?

760. All right. You're sure that's what he said?

761. Okay, that's what I'll tell 'em.

762. - Heh? Fuck you! You a fuckin' hero, huh? - Come on, your holiness.

763. You like being the fuckin' hero, huh? You like being a fuckin' hero?

764. Fuck! Fuck.

765. You've gotta stop with bluffing, pal.

766. You hear me? 'Cause you're gonna fucking talk.

767. - You're gonna fucking talk. - I don't fucking know anything!

768. You fuckin' know. You know. Look at me. You fuckin' know.

769. What in the sam hill's going down here?

770. - You're asking what's going on? - Where the fuck is Joe? - Hey, Nice Guy, we got a cop.

771. Holy shit. Orange is dead.

772. No, he's not dead. But he will be if we don't get him taken care of.

773. We were set up. The cops were there waitin' for us.

774. What? Nobody fucking set nobody up.

775. - The cops were there waiting for us, man! - Bullshit!

776. Hey, fuck you, man. You weren't there, we were.

777. And I'm tellin' you, the cops had that store staked out.

778. Okay, Mr. Fucking Detective. You're so fucking smart, huh?

779. - Who did it? - What the hell do you think we've been asking each other?

780. Yeah? And what did you come up with, huh?

781. You think I did it? You think I fucking set you up?

782. - I don't know, but somebody did. - Nobody did. You fuckin' assholes . . .

783. - turned a jewelry store into a fuckin' wild west show. - Don't you call me an asshole!

784. You fuckin' idiot! Turn a fuckin' jewelry store . . .

785. - into a wild west show. - Don't you call me a fuckin' idiot!

786. And you wonder why the fuckin' cops show up?

787. Where's Joseph?

788. I don't know. I ain't talked to him.

789. I talked to Dov and he says Daddy's comin' down here and he's fuckin' pissed.

790. - He's pissed? I told you he'd be pissed. - What'd Joe say?

791. I told you I ain't talked to him! All I know is he's pissed!

792. - What are you gonna do about him? - Jesus Christ.

793. Gimme a fucking chance to breathe. I got a few questions of my own here.

794. - You ain't dying. He is! - All right, Mr. Fucking Compassion!

795. - I will call somebody. - Who?

796. A fucking snake charmer. Who do you think? I'll call a doctor. He'll fix him right up.

797. Now, what happened to Brown and Blue?

798. Brown's dead. We don't know what happened to Blue.

799. Brown's dead? Are you sure?

800. I'm sure. I was there. He took one in the head.

801. Nobody's got a clue what happened to Mr. Blue?

802. Either he's alive or he's dead; or the cops got him or they don't.

803. I take this is the bastard you told me about?

804. Why you beatin' on him?

805. Maybe he could tell us who the fuck set us up.

806. If you fuckin' beat this prick long enough.

807. he'll tell you he started the goddamn Chicago fire.

808. Now, that don't necessarily make it fucking so! Come on, man, think!

809. All right. First things fucking last. Who's got the stones?

810. Please, somebody at least tell me one little, look, fucking favor just for my sake, someb—

811. I got a bag. I got a bag. Okay?

812. I stashed the goods to be sure this place wasn't a police station.

813. Good for you. Now, let's go get it.

814. But first we gotta get rid of those cars outside. Looks like Sam's Hot Car Lot out there.

815. Okay, Blondie, stay here and baby-sit them two.

816. White and Pink, you take a car each. I'll follow you. You ditch 'em.

817. We pick up the stones. And while I'm following you,

818. I'll, I'll arrange some sort of a doctor for our friend.

819. You can't leave these guys here with him.

820. - Why not? - 'Cause he's a fucking psycho.

821. And if you think Joe's pissed off,

822. that ain't nothin' compared to how pissed off I am at him . . .

823. for puttin' me in the same room as that bastard.

824. You see what I been puttin' up with, Eddie?

825. I fuckin' walked in here.

826. I told these guys about stayin' put.

827. Mr. White whips out his gun, he's stickin' it in my face, calling me a motherfucker.

828. sayin' he's gonna blow me away, and blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

829. He's the reason the joint turned into a shootin' spree.

830. What are you, a fuckin' silent partner? Tell him!

831. He went crazy in the store, but he seems all right now.

832. This is what he was doin'. Bam, bam, bam, bam.

833. Yeah, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam.

834. I told 'em not to touch the fuckin' alarm. They did!

835. If they hadn't of done what I told 'em not to do, they'd still be alive.

836. My fuckin' hero!

837. Thanks.

838. - That's your excuse for going on a kill-crazy rampage. - I don't like alarms, Mr. White.

839. What does it matter who stays with the cop?

840. We ain't lettin' him go, not after he's seen everybody.

841. I haven't been lookin' at you guys at all.

842. Fuck up, man!

843. You guys should never have taken him outta the trunk in the first place.

844. - Ah, we tried to find out what he knew about the setup! - There is no fucking setup!

845. Now, here's the news. Blondie, you stay here and take care of these two.

846. White and Pink, you come with me. 'Cause if Joe gets here . . .

847. and he sees all these cars parked outside,

848. I swear to you he's gonna be just as mad at me as he is at you.

849. Okay, fine, let's go.

850. Alone at last.

851. Guess what? I think I'm parked in the red zone.

852. Now, where were we?

853. I told you, I don't know anything about any fucking setup.

854. - Mm-hmm. - I've been on the force for only eight months.

855. They don't tell me anything.

856. Nobody's tells me shit. You can torture me all you want.

857. Torture you, that's a good— That's a good idea. I like that one, yeah.

858. - Sounds fun. - Every your boss said there wasn't a setup.

859. - My what? - Your boss.

860. Excuse me, pal. One thing I wanna make clear to you.

861. I don't have a boss. Nobody tells me what to do.

862. You understand? You hear what I said, you son-of-a- bitch?

863. All right, all right, all right, you don't have a boss. All right.

864. Get the fuckin' shit off.

865. Look it, I'm not gonna bullshit you, okay?

866. I don't really give a good fuck what you know or don't know,

867. but I'm gonna torture you anyway.

868. Regardless. Not to get information.

869. It's amusing, uh, to me to torture a cop.

870. You can say anything you want 'cause I've heard it all before.

871. All you can do is pray for a quick death,

872. which you ain't gonna get.

873. Ah, God.

874. You ever listen to K-BILLY's Super Sounds of the '70s?

875. It's my personal favorite.

876. Joe Egan and Gerry Rafferty were a duo known as Stealer's Wheel . . .

877. when they recorded this Dylanesque-pop-bubble-gum favorite . . .

878. from April of 1974 that reached up to number five . . .

879. as K-BILLY's Super Sounds of the '70s continues.

880. Well, I don't know why I came here tonight

881. - I got the feeling that something ain't right - No.

882. I'm so scared in case I fall off my chair

883. And I'm wonderin' how I'll get down the stairs

884. Clowns to the left of me jokers to the right

885. Here I am stuck in the middle with you

886. Hold still.

887. Hold still, you fuck.

888. Was that as good for you as it was for me?

889. Hey, what's goin' on?

890. Do you hear that?

891. Don't go anywhere. I'll be right back.

892. Don't! Stop, stop!

893. - Stop. Don't. - What?

894. - What's the matter? - D-Don't do this.

895. - Please, don't. - That, that burns a bit?

896. - Don't! Stop! - Does that burn a little bit?

897. Please, stop. Just stop. Stop, stop. Just talk to me for a minute.

898. Don't, please! Don't, don't burn me, please!

899. I'm beggin' you. I won't— I don't know—

900. I don't know anything about any of you fuckin' guys.

901. I'm not gonna say anything.

902. - Don't! Don't! Don't! Please, don't! No, don't! Stop! - You all through?

903. - You all through? - Please. Look, I got a little kid.

904. - No, now, please. - Come on, come on, come on. You all done?

905. - Don't! Don't! - Have some fire, scarecrow.

906. Don't. Don't light that—

907. - Hey. - Aw, shit!

908. Hey, you.

909. What's your name?

910. Marvin.

911. Marvin what?

912. Marvin Nash.

913. Listen to me, Marvin, I'm a—

914. Listen to me Marvin Nash, I'm a cop.

915. Yeah, I know.

916. You do?

917. Yeah. Your name's Freddy something.

918. Newendyke. Freddy Newendyke.

919. Frankie Ferchetti, he . . .

920. introduced us about five months ago.

921. Sh— I don't remember that at all.

922. I do. Fuck.

923. Freddy?

924. Freddy. Freddy.

925. How do I look?

926. What?

927. I don't know what to tell you, Marvin.

928. That fuck.

929. Ah, that sick fuck!

930. That fucking bastard!

931. Marvin, I need you to hold on.

932. There's cops waitin' to move in a block away.

933. What the fuck are they waiting for?

934. Ah, this fucking guy, he slashes my face and he cuts my fucking ear off!

935. I'm fucking deformed!

936. Fuck you! Fuck you! I'm fucking dying here!

937. I'm fucking dying!

938. They're not to make a move 'til Joe Cabot shows up.

939. I was sent in to get him. All right?

940. Now, you heard 'em. They said he's on his way.

941. Don't pussy out on me now, Marvin.

942. We're just gonna sit here and bleed 'til . . .

943. Joe Cabot sticks his fucking head through that door.

944. Say hello to a motherfucker who's inside.

945. Cabot's doin' a job and take a big fat guess who he wants on the team.

946. This better not be some kind of Freddy joke, man.

947. This ain't no joke. I'm in there. I'm up his ass.

948. Nice Guy Eddie tells me Joe wants to meet me.

949. He says I should just hang in my apartment and wait for a phone call.

950. Well, after waitin' three goddamn days by the fuckin' phone,

951. he calls me last night and says Joe's ready. He'll pick me up in 15 minutes.

952. - Who all picked you up? - Nice Guy. We get to a bar—

953. - What bar? - Smokey Pete's in Gardena.

954. - Mm-hmm. - We get there and I meet Joe and a guy named Mr. White.

955. It's a phony name. My name's Mr. Orange.

956. - Mr. Orange? - Mr. Orange.

957. Okay, Mr. Orange, well, have you ever seen this motherfucker before?

958. Who? Mr. White?

959. Yes, Mr. Orange. Mr. White.

960. No, he ain't familiar. He, uh— He ain't one of Cabot's soldiers, either.

961. He's gotta be from outta town. Joe knows him real good.

962. - How can you tell? - The way they talk to each other,

963. - ah, you can tell they're buddies. - The two of you talk?

964. - Who, me and Joe? - Uh, uh, Mr. White.

965. - A little. - About what?

966. - The Brewers. - Milwaukee Brewers?

967. Yeah. Apparently they, they, they won the night before. He made a killin' off 'em.

968. This is sweet, man. 'Cause if this crook's a, uh, Brewers' fan,

969. - his ass has gotta be from Wisconsin. - Bing!

970. And I'll bet you everything from a diddle-eye Joe to a damned-if-I-know . . .

971. that in Milwaukee they got a sheet on this Mr. White motherfucker's ass!

972. So, what I want you to do . . .

973. is to go through the mugs of all the guys from Old Milwaukee with a history of armed robbery,

974. put a names to a face.

975. - Nice work, Freddy. - Thank you, my man.

976. - How was Long Beach Mike's referral? - Perfecto.

977. His backin' me up went a long, fucking way.

978. I told 'em it was Long Beach Mike I did the poker game with.

979. When Nice Guy called him to check it out, he said it was A-Okay.

980. He said I was a good thief. I didn't rattle. I was ready to make a move.

981. Do right by him. He's a good guy. I wouldn't be inside if it wasn't for him.

982. No. No, no, no, no, no.

983. Long Beach Mike is not your fuckin' amigo, man. Long Beach Mike is a fucking scumbag!

984. He's selling out his amigos. That's what kind of a nice guy he fucking is, all right?

985. I'll take care of his fucking ass, man, but you get that low-life scumbag out of mind.

986. And you take care of business, you hear me?

987. Gone.

988. You use the commode story?

989. - What's the commode story? - It's a scene, man. Memorize it.

990. - I what? - Look, man. A undercover cop's gotta be Marlon Brando, right?

991. To do this job, you gotta be a great actor.

992. You gotta be naturalistic. You gotta be naturalistic as hell!

993. - Right. - 'Cause if you ain't a great actor, you're a bad actor.

994. - And bad acting is bullshit in this job. - Yeah.

995. - What is this? - That's an amusing anecdote about a drug deal.

996. - What? - Somethin' funny that happened to you . . .

997. while you were doin' a fucking job, man! Damn.

998. I gotta memorize all this? There's over four fucking pages of this shit here.

999. Look, man, just think about it like it's a, a, a joke, all right?

1000. You memorize what's important. The rest you make your own, all right?

1001. You can tell a joke, can't you?

1002. - Nope. - Well, pretend you're Don Rickles or some fucking body,

1003. - and tell the joke, all right? - Right.

1004. Now, the things you gotta remember are the details.

1005. It's the details that sell your story.

1006. Now, this particular story takes place in a men's room.

1007. So you gotta know all the details about the men's room.

1008. You gotta know if they got paper towels or a blower to dry your hands with.

1009. You gotta know if the stalls ain't got no doors or not, man.

1010. You gotta know if they got liquid soap or that pink, granulated powdered shit . . .

1011. they used to use in high school, remember?

1012. You gotta know if they got hot water or not; if it stinks;

1013. if some nasty, low-life, scum-ridden motherfucker, man,

1014. sprayed diarrhea all over one of the bowls.

1015. You gotta know every detail there is to know about this commode.

1016. So what you gotta do is to take all them details, man, and make 'em your own.

1017. While you're doin' that, you gotta remember that this story's about you,

1018. and how you perceived the events that went down.

1019. The only way to do that, my brother,

1020. is to keep sayin' it and sayin' it and sayin' it . . .

1021. and sayin' it and sayin' it.

1022. This was during the Los Angeles marijuana drought, 1986.

1023. I still had a connection which was insane 'cause . . .

1024. you couldn't get any weed any fucking where then.

1025. Anyway, I had a connection with this hippie chick up in Santa Cruz,

1026. and all my friends knew it.

1027. They give me a call and they say.

1028. "Hey, Freddy—" Ahh!

1029. They say, "Hey, dude, you gettin' some?

1030. Then get some for me, too. " Like they knew I still smoked,

1031. so they asked me to buy some for them when I was buying for me.

1032. But it got to be—

1033. It got to be— Okay.

1034. It got to be every time I bought some weed,

1035. I was buying for four or five different fucking people.

1036. Finally I said, fuck this shit!

1037. I'm makin' this bitch rich.

1038. And she didn't have to do jack shit. She never even had to meet these people.

1039. I was doin' all the work.

1040. And then that got to be a pain in the ass.

1041. People callin' me on the phone all the fucking time.

1042. I couldn't even rent a fucking tape without six fucking phone calls interrupting me.

1043. "Hey, what's the next time you're gettin' some?"

1044. Motherfucker! I'm trying to watch The Lost Boys, you know.

1045. When I get some I'll let you know.

1046. Then these rinky-dink potheads come by.

1047. They're my friends and everything, but still, you know.

1048. I got all my shit laid out in $60 bags.

1049. They don't want $60 worth. They want $10 worth.

1050. And to break it up is a major fucking pain the ass.

1051. I don't even know what $10 worth looks like.

1052. This is a very weird situation.

1053. 'Cause I don't know if you remember back in '86,

1054. there was a major fucking drought.

1055. Nobody had anything. People were livin' on resin, smoking the wood in their pipes for months.

1056. This chick had a bunch and she's beggin' me to sell it.

1057. So I told her I wasn't gonna be Joe the Pot Man anymore,

1058. but I would take a little bit and sell it to my close, close, close friends.

1059. She agreed to that, said we'd keep the same arrangements as before, 10%.

1060. Free pot for me as long as I helped her out that weekend.

1061. She had a brick of weed she was sellin'. She didn't want to go to the buy alone.

1062. The brother who usually goes with her— But he's in county unexpectedly.

1063. - What for? - His traffic ticket's gone warrant.

1064. They stopped him for something. Found warrants on him, took him to county.

1065. Now, she doesn't want to walk around alone with all that weed.

1066. I don't wanna do this. I have a very bad feeling about it.

1067. She keeps askin' me, keeps askin' me, keeps askin' me.

1068. Finally I said okay 'cause I'm sick of hearin' it.

1069. - Now, we're picking the guy up at the train station— - Wait a minute.

1070. You go to the train station to pick up the buyer with the weed on ya?

1071. Hey, the guy needed it right away. Don't ask me why.

1072. Anyway, we get to the train station and we're waitin' for the guy.

1073. Now, I'm carryin' the weed around in one of those little carry-on bags.

1074. I gotta take a piss. So I tell the connection I'll be right back.

1075. I'm goin' to the boy's room.

1076. So, I walk into the men's room and who's standin' there?

1077. Four Los Angeles County sheriffs and a German shepherd.

1078. - They're waitin' for you? - No.

1079. It's just a bunch of cops hangin' out in the men's room talking.

1080. When I walk through the door, they all stopped what they were talkin' about . . .

1081. and they looked at me.

1082. That's hard, man. That's a fucking hard situation.

1083. The German shepherd starts barking.

1084. And he's barking at me. I mean, it's obvious, he's barking at me.

1085. Every nerve ending, all my senses, blood in my veins,

1086. everything I have is screaming, "Take off, man!

1087. Just bail. Just get the fuck outta there! "

1088. Panic hits me like a bucket of water. First there's the shock of it.

1089. Bam, right in the face! And I'm just standin' there drenched in panic.

1090. And all these sheriffs are looking at me. And they know, man.

1091. They can smell it sure as that fucking dog can. They can smell it on me.

1092. Shut up!

1093. So hey, so, so anyway, I've got my gun drawn, right?

1094. You know, I've got it pointed right at this guy, and I tell him,

1095. "Freeze! Don't fucking move."

1096. And this little idiot's looking right at me, nodding his head yeah.

1097. And he's sayin', "I know. I know. I know. "

1098. But meanwhile, his right hand is creeping towards the glove box.

1099. And I scream at him. I go, "Asshole, I'm gonna fuckin' blow you away right now!

1100. Put your hands on the dash."

1101. And he's still lookin' at me, nodding his head, you know.

1102. "I know, buddy. I know. I know. "

1103. And meanwhile, you know, his hand is still goin' for the glove box.

1104. And I said, "Buddy, I'm gonna shoot you in the face . . .

1105. if you don't put your hands on the fucking dash. "

1106. And then this guy's girlfriend, this real sexy Oriental bitch, you know,

1107. she starts screaming at him, "Chuck, Chuck, what are you doin'?

1108. Listen to the officer and put your hands on the dash! "

1109. So, you know, then like, like nothing.

1110. The guy snaps out of it and casually puts his hands on the dash.

1111. - What was he goin' for? - His fucking registration.

1112. - Ha! Ha, ha, ha! You're kiddin'? - No, man.

1113. Stupid fuckin' citizen doesn't know how close he came to gettin' blown away.

1114. That close, man.

1115. - All we need's another bonehead runnin' around the neighborhood, - Yeah, right.

1116. yelling police brutality and all that shit.

1117. You knew how to handle that situation.

1118. You shit in your pants and dive in and swim.

1119. Tell me more about Cabot.

1120. I don't know.

1121. - He's, he's a cool guy. - Oh?

1122. He's funny. He's a funny guy.

1123. You remember The Fantastic Four?

1124. Oh, yeah, with that, uh, invisible bitch and, uh, Flame On and shit, man.

1125. Thing.

1126. Motherfucker looks just like The Thing.

1127. - Yeah. - Hey, it's show time.

1128. Grab your jacket. I'm parked outside.

1129. Be right down.

1130. He'll be right down.

1131. Don't pussy out on me now.

1132. They don't know. They don't know shit.

1133. You're not gonna get hurt.

1134. You're fucking Baretta. They believed every fucking word 'cause you're super cool.

1135. - There goes our boy! - I swear,

1136. the guy has to have rocks in his head the size of Gibraltar to work undercover.

1137. - You want one of these? - Yeah, gimme the bear claw.

1138. Hey, I know what I'm talkin' about, okay? Black women ain't the same as white women.

1139. - There's a slight difference. - Very funny. You know what I mean.

1140. What a white bitch will put up with, a black bitch wouldn't put up with for a minute, man.

1141. They got a line and if you cross it, they fuck you up.

1142. I gotta go along with Pink on that one. I've seen it happen.

1143. Okay, Mr. Expert, if this is such a truism,

1144. why is it that every nigger I know treats his woman like a piece of shit?

1145. I'll make you a bet that those same damn niggers who are showing their ass in public,

1146. when their bitches get 'em home, man, they chill the fuck out.

1147. - Not these guys. - Oh, yeah. Those guys, too.

1148. Tell you guys a story.

1149. One of Daddy's clubs, there's a black cocktail waitress named Elois.

1150. - E. Lois? - Yeah, Elois.

1151. Elois. We called her Lady E.

1152. Where was she from, Compton?

1153. - She's from Ladora Heights. - Oh, Ladora Heights. That's the black Beverly Hills.

1154. No, it's not the black Beverly Hills. It's the black Palos Verdes.

1155. Anyway, Lady E. ,

1156. I mean, she was a man eater-upper. Unfucking believable.

1157. Every guy that ever, ever laid his eyes on her had to jack off to her at least once.

1158. I mean, you know who she looked like? She looked like, uh, Christie Love.

1159. - Remember that TV show Get Christie Love? - Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.

1160. About the black female cop? She always used to say, "You're under arrest, sugar."

1161. What was the name of the chick who played Christie Love?

1162. - Pam Grier. - No, it wasn't Pam Grier. Pam Grier was the other one.

1163. Pam Grier did the film.

1164. Christie Love was like a Pam Grier TV show without Pam Grier.

1165. - So, who was Christie Love? - How the fuck should I know?

1166. Great. Now, I'm totally fucking tortured.

1167. Whoever it was, it doesn't matter. She looked exactly like Elois.

1168. - Anne Francis. - No! That was Honey West.

1169. - Anne Francis is white. - Shut up, all right? I'm tryin' to tell a story here.

1170. She looked exactly like Elois.

1171. Anyway, I come into the club one night and there's Carlos.

1172. He's the bartender's. He's a wetback. He's a friend of mine.

1173. And I says to him, "Carlos, where's Lady E. tonight?"

1174. And he— And now, apparently Lady E. was married to a real piece of dog shit.

1175. I mean, a real fucking animal. He used to do things to her.

1176. What? Do things? Do things like what? What would he do?

1177. I mean, he'd beat her up or somethin'?

1178. - I don't know what he did. He just did things, all right? - All right.

1179. So anyway, one night, she plays it real cool.

1180. She waits for this bag of shit to get drunk.

1181. He falls asleep on the fucking couch.

1182. She sneaks up on him and she puts some wacko glue I mean, on his dick,

1183. - Oh! - and glues his dick to his belly.

1184. - No! Jesus Christ! - Hey, I'm se— I'm ser— I'm serious, man. I'm serious.

1185. I'm dead serious. They had to call the paramedics to cut the prick loose literally.

1186. - You can do some crazy things with it, man. - Was he all pissed off?

1187. How would you feel if every time you had to take a piss you had to do a fucking handstand?

1188. All you guys like to tell jokes and giggle and kid around, huh?

1189. Giggling like a bunch of young broads in the schoolyard!

1190. Now, let me tell a joke.

1191. Five guys sittin' in a bullpen, San Quentin,

1192. wonderin' how the fuck they got there.

1193. What'd we do wrong? What should've we done? What didn't we do?

1194. Whatever that. It's your fault, my fault, his fault. All that bullshit.

1195. Finally someone comes up with the idea, "Hey, wait a minute.

1196. While we were plannin' this caper, all er did was sit around and tell fucking jokes."

1197. Got the message?

1198. Boys, I didn't mean to holler at ya.

1199. When this caper's over and I'm sure it's gonna be a successful one,

1200. hell, we'll go down to Hawaiian Islands. I'll roll and laugh with all of ya.

1201. You'll find me a different character down there.

1202. Right now it's a matter of business.

1203. With the exception of Eddie and myself, who you already know,

1204. we're gonna be using aliases on this job.

1205. Under no circumstances do I want any one of ya . . .

1206. to relate to each other by your Christian names.

1207. And I didn't want any talk about yourself personally.

1208. That includes; where you been, your wife's name,

1209. where you might've done time, or a bank maybe you robbed in old St. Petersburg.

1210. All I want you guys to talk about if you have to,

1211. is what you're gonna do.

1212. That should do it.

1213. Here are your names.

1214. Mr. Brown. Mr. White.

1215. Mr. Blonde. Mr. Blue.

1216. Mr. Orange and Mr. Pink.

1217. - Why am I Mr. Pink? - Because you're a faggot, all right?

1218. - Why can't we pick our own colors? - No way, no way.

1219. Tried it once. It doesn't work.

1220. You get four guys all fightin' over who's gonna be Mr. Black.

1221. But they don't know each other so nobody wants to back down.

1222. No way. I pick! You're Mr. Pink.

1223. Be thankful you're not Mr. Yellow.

1224. Eh, yeah, but Mr. Brown, that's a little too close to Mr. Shit.

1225. Well, Mr. Pink sounds like Mr. Pussy. How 'bout if I'm Mr. Purple?

1226. I mean, that sounds good to me. I'll, I'll be Mr. Purple.

1227. You're not Mr. Purple. Some guy on some other job is Mr. Purple. You're Mr. Pink!

1228. - Who cares what your name is? - Yeah, that's easy for you to say.

1229. You're Mr. White. You have a cool sounding name.

1230. All right, look, if it's no big deal to be Mr. Pink, you wanna trade?

1231. Hey, nobody's tradin' with anybody.

1232. This ain't a goddamn fuckin' city council meeting, you know.

1233. Now, listen up, Mr. Pink.

1234. There's two ways you can go on this job; my way or the highway.

1235. Now, what's it gonna be, Mr. Pink?

1236. Jesus Christ, Joe. Fuckin' forget about it.

1237. It's beneath me, you know. I'm Mr. Pink. Let's move on.

1238. I'll move on when I feel like it.

1239. Do all you guys got the goddamn message?

1240. I'm so goddamn mad hollering at you guys I can hardly talk.

1241. Let's go to work.

1242. Let's go over it. Where are you?

1243. I stand outside and guard the door. I don't let anybody go in or go out.

1244. - Mr. Brown? - Mr. Brown waits in the car. It's parked across the street . . .

1245. 'til I give him signal, then he pulls up in front of the store.

1246. - Mr. Blonde and Mr. Blue? - Crowd control.

1247. They handle the customers and the employees.

1248. - That girl's ass? - It's sittin' right here on my dick.

1249. Myself and Mr. Pink?

1250. Ah, you two take the manager in the back and make him give you the diamonds.

1251. Ah, we're there for those stones, period.

1252. Since no display cases are being fucked with, no alarm should go off.

1253. We're outta there in two minutes, not one second longer.

1254. What happens if the manager won't give you the diamonds?

1255. When you're dealin' with a store like this, they're insured up the ass.

1256. They're not supposed to give you any resistance whatsoever.

1257. If you get a customer or an employee who thinks he's Charles Bronson,

1258. take the butt of your gun and smash their nose in. It drops them right to the floor.

1259. Everyone jumps. He falls down screaming. Blood squirts out of his nose.

1260. Freaks everybody out. Nobody says fuckin' shit after that.

1261. You might get some bitch talk shit to ya.

1262. But give her a look like you're gonna smash her in the face next.

1263. Watch her shut the fuck up.

1264. Now, if it's a manager, that's a different story.

1265. The managers know better than to fuck around.

1266. So if you get one that's givin' you static,

1267. he probably thinks he's a real cowboy so you gotta break that son-of-a-bitch in two.

1268. If you wanna know something he won't tell ya, cut off one of his fingers.

1269. The little one. Then tell him his thumb's next.

1270. After that, he'll tell you if he wears ladies' underwear.

1271. I'm hungry. Let's get a taco.

1272. Come on!

1273. Fuck!

1274. Jesus.

1275. I got blood on me, man! I'm fuckin' blind.

1276. You're not blind. You just got blood in your eyes, all right?

1277. Is he dead?

1278. Did he die or not?

1279. Let's go.

1280. Hold it! Hold it! Right there.

1281. Get outta the fuckin' car!

1282. I'm sorry. I'm sorry, Larry.

1283. I, I can't believe she killed me. Who the fuck would've thought of that?

1284. Hey, just cancel that shit right now.

1285. You're hurt, you're hurt real fucking bad, but you ain't dying.

1286. Shit. All this blood's scarin' the shit outta me, Larry.

1287. I'm gonna die, I know it.

1288. What the fuck happened?

1289. He slashed the cop's face, cut off his ear and was gonna burn him alive.

1290. What? I didn't hear you.

1291. I said Blonde went crazy.

1292. He slashed the cop's face, cut off his ear and was gonna burn him alive.

1293. This cop?

1294. No.

1295. He went crazy, something like that?

1296. Worse or better?

1297. Eddie, he was pullin' a burn, man.

1298. He was gonna kill the cop and me.

1299. When you guys walked through the door,

1300. he was gonna blow you to hell and make off with the diamonds.

1301. What'd I tell ya? That sick piece of shit was a stone-cold psycho.

1302. You could've asked the cop if you didn't just kill him.

1303. He talked about what he was gonna do when he was slicing him up.

1304. I don't buy it. It doesn't make sense.

1305. It makes perfect fuckin' sense to me.

1306. You weren't there during the job, Eddie. You didn't see how he acted. We did.

1307. He's right about the ear. It's hacked off.

1308. All right, let me just say this out loud . . .

1309. 'cause I wanna get this straight in my head.

1310. You're saying that Mr. Blonde was gonna kill you and then when we got back . . .

1311. he was gonna kill us, take the satchel of diamonds and scram.

1312. I'm right about that, right? That's correct? That's your story?

1313. I swear on my mother's eternal soul, it's what happened.

1314. The man you just killed just got released from prison.

1315. He got caught at a company warehouse full of hot items.

1316. He could've fucking walked.

1317. All he had to do was say my dad's name, but he didn't. He kept his fucking mouth shut.

1318. And he did his fucking time and he did it like a man.

1319. He did four years for us.

1320. So, Mr. Orange, you're tellin' me that this very good friend of mine,

1321. who did four years for my father,

1322. who in four years never made a deal no matter what they dangled in front of him,

1323. you're tellin' me that now that this man is free,

1324. and we're making good on our commitment to him,

1325. he's just gonna decide, out of the fucking blue,

1326. to rip us off?

1327. Why don't you tell me what really happened?

1328. What the hell for?

1329. It'd just be more bullshit.

1330. This man set us up.

1331. Dad, I'm sorry, but I don't know what the hell's happenin'.

1332. It's all right, Eddie. I do.

1333. What the fuck are you talkin' about?

1334. That lump of shit's workin' with the L.A. P. D.

1335. Joe, I don't have the slightest fucking idea what you're talkin' about.

1336. Joe, Joe, I don't know what you think you know, but you're wrong.

1337. - Like hell I am. - Joe, trust me on this. You've made a mistake.

1338. He's a good kid. I understand you're hot. You're super fuckin' pissed!

1339. We're all real emotional. But you're barking up the wrong tree.

1340. I know this man. He wouldn't do that.

1341. You don't know jack shit. I do!

1342. The cocksucker tipped off the cops and had Mr. Brown and Mr. Blue killed.

1343. - Mr. Blue is dead? - Dead as Dillinger.

1344. How do you know all this?

1345. He was the only one I wasn't 100% on.

1346. I should have my fuckin' head examined goin' ahead when I wasn't 100%.

1347. - That's your proof? - Ya don't need proof when you have instinct.

1348. I ignored it before but no more.

1349. Have you lost your fucking mind?

1350. Joe, you're making a terrible mistake I'm not gonna let you make.

1351. Come on, guys, nobody wants this.

1352. We're supposed to be fucking professionals.

1353. Larry, look, it's been quite a long time.

1354. A lot of jobs. There's no need for this, man.

1355. Let's just put our guns down,

1356. and let's settle this with a fucking conversation.

1357. Joe, if you kill that man, you die next.

1358. Repeat, if you kill that man, you die next.

1359. Larry, we have been friends. And you respect my dad and I respect you.

1360. But I will put fucking bullets right through your heart.

1361. You put that fucking gun down now!

1362. Goddamn you, Joe. Don't make me do this.

1363. Larry, stop pointing that fucking gun at my dad!

1364. I'm sorry f—

1365. Looks like we're gonna . . .

1366. do, do a little time.

1367. I'm a cop.

1368. Larry, I'm sorry.

1369. I'm so sorry!

1370. I'm a cop.

1371. Sorry. I'm sorry.

1372. I'm sorry, Larry.

1373. I'm sorry.

1374. Larry, I'm sorry.

1375. Freeze! Drop the fucking gun, buddy.

1376. - Now! - Put the gun down!

1377. - Don't do it. - Drop the gun, man.

1378. - Don't. - Drop the gun. Drop the fucking gun.

1379. We're gonna fucking blow you away!