All language subtitles for Dolans.Cadillac.2009.eng(1)

[Slow instrumental music plays]

[Suspenseful music plays]

ROBINSON: He looks like anybody
you see on the street.

But when he grins,
birds fall off telephone lines.

When he looks at you
a certain way,

your prostate goes bad,
and your urine burns.

The grass yellows up and dies
where he spits.

He's always outside.

He came out of time.

He has the name
of a thousand demons.

He can call the wolves
and live in with the crows.

He's the king of nowhere.

I waited, and I watched.

I watched, and I waited.

For years I saw him come,
and I saw him go.

ELIZABETH: Aaaah!

ROBINSON: Dolan.

Aaaaaahh!

Dolan.

ROBINSON:
I'll make the coffee.

ELIZABETH:
I already set the timer.

Did I snore?

Like a walrus.

[Elizabeth laughs]

ELIZABETH: I'm sorry.

[Sighs]

Hurry up. It's negative.
Back to bed.

I-I haven't even brushed my teeth.

I don't need your teeth.

[Elizabeth laughs]

[Both laughing]

ELIZABETH: I'm going riding
after work,

so you're on your own for dinner.

Okay, hon?

Have a nice day, baby.

[School bell rings]

ELIZABETH:
Jim is Huck's friend,

but Jim is also a slave
who belongs to Miss Watson.

If Huck helps Jim escape,
then he's breaking the law

and stealing
Miss Watson's property.

Why does Huck break the law?

Isn't it always wrong
to break the law?

ROBINSON: In 1869,

my great-grandfather
was 24 years old.

He worked for the Union Pacific
Railroad for a dollar a day.

This... was his watch.

-Cool.
-Neat.

-Cool.
-Cool.

Many Chinese and Irish workers
died making the railroads.

The ones that lived gave
my great-grandfather this watch.

That's because he led
the Great Railroad Strike of 1877.

Now, who built the railroads?

The immigrants.

That's right.

The immigrants.

[Man singing in Spanish]

[Indistinct conversations]

[Shouts indistinctly]

[Pounding]

WOMAN: I have to piss!

¡Cállate!

I have to piss!

[Pounding]

Piss your panties!

Pinche puta.

[Electricity crackles, women scream]

[Buzzing]

Hey, the fans! The fans!

[Woman gasps]

[Flies buzzing]

Shh.

Buenos días, Dolan.

[Women screaming]

I got small children!
I beg you in God's name!

[Women screaming]

[Whimpering]

[Gunshot, horse whinnies]

[Gunshots]

Go on.

Clean this mess up.
Get everybody back in the truck.

[Flies buzzing]

[Women screaming,
pounding on door]

ELIZABETH: I can't stop thinking
about the others.

There were other women still alive
in the back of that truck.

Still alive and still illegal.

Ma'am, what you got
between here and the border

is an alien invasion.

We find these border hoppers
year 'round,

100 feet off the road with varmints
nesting in their carcasses.

[Sighs]

Pardon, Ma'am.

But I got a man out there now,
and the place is barren as the Moon.

No truck, no bodies, no blood.

They didn't find
your cell phone neither, Ma'am.

Look, this is a custom Cadillac SUV.

How many of them could there be?

Sure, these greasy pepper bellies
love a custom caddy,

but no matter what they're driving,

it's trafficking
and human smuggling.

Well, these bean eaters will steal
your job and eat your dog

and then kill each other
for the scraps.

The killers were white!

Some coyotes look it.

I seen a man
sewn inside a car seat once.

He looked white, too.

Couple of water-headed wetbacks
can't do their job properly,

evil goes on autopilot.

I call it structural original sin.

The evil genius of the system
makes personal virtue impossible.

Did I pass the immigration laws?

You did not pass
the immigration laws, Mr. Dolan.

Hey, would you turn
that Game Boy off and listen to me?

I'm listening to every word.

We've talked about this before.

The overfed haves
pass the immigration laws

to keep out
the starving have-nots.

It's pure greed, really.

[Chuckles]

We have to do our best
to help the starving have-nots.

I fucking hate it when the country's
so goddamned cold.

People bust their asses
to get in here.

Look at what happens
when we try and help them.

It's the system, boss.

You really have no choice.

The privileged exploiting
the unprivileged.

We just have to do our best
to help the unprivileged

make their way
in this dark, cruel world.

Why don't you just see
what you can do about this, huh?

[Sighs]

[Engine shuts off]

[Sighs]

My skin's still crawling.

I need a shower.

Hey.

Forget what happened out there.

We're home now.
We're safe.

[Screaming]

-What?
-Oh, God!

Don't look, don't look,
don't look, don't look!

FLETCHER: Jimmy Dolan
does business with Chinese gangs,

the Triads and Snakeheads,
and they are ruthless.

They are trafficking
in human beings,

usually for the sex trade.

Their watchword is intimidation.

Well, right now there is
a federal task force in Washington

who's trying to stop them,

and I have been assured personally
by the deputy attorney general

that we will be given

all the resources
and man power necessary

to do our best
to keep you protected.

Now, the last two witnesses

who were supposed to testify
against Jimmy Dolan were....

Murdered.

You can say it, Mr. Fletcher.

Mr. Dolan is counting on me
being afraid of him,

and I am.

But I'm the only living witness
to that poor little girl's murder.

Elizabeth...

...those lives are lost.

No matter what you say in court,
it's not gonna bring it back.

What if someone saw him kill me?

Would you want them to speak
for me or for you?

We can protect you.

We will move you to a safe house
until the trial.

I will have federal marshals conduct

a thorough threat
and risk assessment.

They will survey
and map the premises.

They will provide all the security
and manpower needed

to keep you safe.

That will buy us some time

so we can find those bodies
and the evidence.

I think we should trust him.

Johnny Wu, he ship you 20 units.

Young, quality merchandise.
You no pay.

He say wire 800K before tomorrow's
business close, right?

Well, you tell Mr. Wu,
"Payment on receipt."

No cargo, no payment.

You received the 20 units.
Clean, docile bitches.

You owe 800K.

Let me say it for you in Chinese.

No cunny, no money.

[Woman screaming]

ROMAN: Just stay still!

[Woman screams]

There we go.

Here, stick that on there.

Look at that!

-Oh.
-Huh?

Nice work.

That's a nice one.

-You want it that way?
-Yeah.

Take your tip.

[Laughter]

Jackass.

[Door closes]

Wow.

Fletcher wasn't kidding.

There are men
both front and back.

Front and back.

All we have to do
is make it through the trial.

What's the matter?

Why you?

Why not somebody else?

Why does it have to be you?

What if somebody else
is afraid to do it?

Ladies, welcome to America.

You get the shoes.
You get the papers.

Tell him I'm at full capacity.

I can't move more units,

which means I need to move
more expensive units.

Make sense?

Jimmy, Vadim sent eight more
from Ukraine.

Came into Vancouver across
the Washington-B.C. border.

Quality?

Yeah, some.

Some not.

Tell Vadim "some" won't cut it.
We're in the freight business.

I need to up the capacity per load.

If we were in the bird business,
we'd stop hauling chickens

and start hauling
exotic birds of paradise.

No más de pollos.
¿ Comprende?

[Sighs]

Better. Better. Better.
Sexier. Hotter.

Let's just run away.

We're gonna do the right thing.

This isn't "Law & Order."

If you testify, he's gonna kill you,
whether or not he's in prison.

DOLAN: "Where" is all I need. Where.

It's a fundamental interrogative
pertaining to location.

It's an address
or the name of a building.

It's a place, a point in space.

Where? A question.

I know you know where.

You know I'm never going to say
who told me where "where" is,

so where is "where"?

How can a few numbers and
the name of a street hurt anyone?

It's data, bought and sold
on the information marketplace,

morally neutral, is it not?

You see? Where?

See how easy it is?

You said it won't take long.

It's been two months.

I'm learning in the criminal
justice business that isn't long.

Well, then you understand,
we're going stir-crazy in here.

And I'm not seeing
any breaking news stories

about Jimmy Dolan
being arrested.

[Vomits]

[Coughing, gasping]

[Keys jingle]

[Door opens, closes]

Elizabeth.

[Coughs]

Elizabeth.

Elizabeth!

[Door closes]

MARSHAL:
Where's she going?

Stop her!

Shit!

Elizabeth!

Elizabeth!

ROBINSON: The view from hell
is clear and bright.

The sun is black.
The night is radiant.

Good is evil.
Evil is good.

Sweet insanity understood.

The view from hell
is clear and bright.

DOCTOR: Are you taking
the antidepressants?

ROBINSON: The happy pills?
I take those every day.

Miracle drugs.

And I am very careful
with the pain pills.

Are you still having pain?

Yeah, terrible pain.

I just miss her so much.

There's the, um--
the executive branch,

which is, um, basically the president
of the United States

and, um, we have
the, um, legislative branch,

which is Congress,

which is the Senate
and the House of Representatives.

Then we have the...

[Clears throat]

[School bell rings]

...which is....

Uh, class dismissed.

There's a federal statute,
the TVPA,

the Trafficking Victims
Protection Act.

There's a clause in there--

Let me guess. You're in charge
of the protection aspects.

Look, I told Elizabeth,
and I'm telling you.

I don't quit.

I have two trafficking victims

that are willing to testify
against that piece of shit.

You don't quit?

I have sixth graders

who could put that guy
in the electric chair.

I will get him.

Good luck with that, Mr. Fletcher.

So this is "Dirty Harry," right?

I mean, this is the most powerful one
you have, right?

That one makes your day.

This one makes your decade.

It's a five shot, double action.

440 grain, hard cast lead,
gas checked, flat-point load.

Three times the muzzle energy
of Harry's gun.

-This one looks good.
-This one looks good.

-You'll take it.
-I'll take it.

[Gun cocks]

Hmm.

150, 200K max.

All right.
Okay, come on.

Oh! Look at this one.

She's a downed human power line.

If I touched her,
I might die of beauty.

She's a living, breathing,
walking hazard.

Might need a test-drive.

Jimmy, she belongs to you.

You got to settle this thing
with the Snakeheads, okay?

They mean business.

Tell the Snakeheads
to go fuck themselves

and keep the babies.

I'm just worried.

What are they gonna do?
Shoot me?

[Gun cocks]

[Gunshot]

[Gun cocks]

[Gunshots]

ROBINSON:
I watched, and I waited.

I waited, and I watched.

I saw him come,
and I saw him go.

Dolan.

All I could do was watch...

...'cause his life went on.

Business as usual.

He looks like anybody
you see on the street.

But when he grins,
birds fall off telephone lines.

When he looks at you
a certain way,

your prostate goes bad,
and your urine burns.

Kill him.

ROBINSON: He has the name
of a thousand demons.

He can call the wolves
and live in with the crows.

He's the king of nowhere.

[Gun cocks]

Right there.

I get you.

[Gunshot]

Fucker.

[Tires screech]

Get in! Get in!

Bye-bye, Dolan.

[Guns cocking]

[Vehicle door closes]

[Tires screech]

DOLAN: Slant-eyed,
slope-headed,

Mongolian
moo shu motherfuckers!

Sideways pussy-mongering,
foo-fucking manchus,

dog-meat-eating,
zipper-headed rat-fucks,

cunt-eyed, Confucian
kung-pao fist-fuckers!

Jimmy Dolan's Caddy
is a hard baby, is it not?

Nobody shoots fuckin' J.D.!

[Breathing heavily]

[Sirens wailing in distance]

ELIZABETH:
You're gonna be a daddy.

[Crying]

What?

[Sobbing]

Baby, baby....

ELIZABETH: You'll wait,
and you'll watch.

You'll watch, and you'll wait.

ROBINSON: He lived
in his luxury Vegas condo,

but he had a warehouse
and operations in Los Angeles.

He went to L.A. on the first Sunday
of every month.

He took the highway,
not the interstate.

Clockwork.

That summer I followed him
all the way to L.A.

[Woman screams]

ROBINSON:
I watched and waited in L.A.

A week.

DOLAN:
Where the hell are we?

What the hell happened?
I hate detours.

Christ!

40 units per truck,
two trucks a day.

More than that and border patrol
starts noticing.

This is the United States of America.

Any paki, chink, dot-head,
slope-head, rag-head, ruskie,

tacorita, euro trash skank,
or bone-nosed bush woman

can come here and become
whatever the hell they want.

They can be waitresses, masseuses,
models, actresses....

But first, they have to pay

their documentation
and transportation bills.

We hold their papers
for collateral, see?

And they can't run away
without any shoes.

[Cell phone beeps]

Let's get on the road here!

[Urinating]

[Sighs, zipper unzips]

Ahh.

[Zipper unzips]

[Sighs]

[Urinating]

[Sighing]

In his Experimental Law of Impact,

Sir Isaac Newton described
something called the arc of descent.

It's all about kinetics,
mass, velocity,

the inertia of falling persons
and things.

Once a descending object
acquires a certain momentum,

it continues
on a downward parabolic curve

to eventual impact
with an immovable object

at the nadir, the bottom,

thereby consummating
the arc of descent.

It's darkly poetic, don't you think?

That is so fucking interesting,
and darkly poetic, Mr. Dolan.

You, for instance,

are in a darkly poetic
arc of descent,

about to acquire momentum.

About to achieve impact.

[Thud]

Yeah, let's get to work.

[Groaning]

Sometimes, I just don't
understand you, Mr. Dolan.

Why didn't we finish him off?

It's just gonna make more work
for us later.

You're absolutely right.

Not about finishing him,

but, uh, maybe I should go explain.

[Gasping, coughing]

[Gun cocks]

We are in a relationship now,
you and l.

If I kill you,
it just ends everything.

We're here one second,
and then....

[Snaps]

They say the day you die
is just like any other day,

only shorter.

The meaning of life is that it stops.

That's what makes it
so precious, right?

So, if I kill you,

in a weird way,
I'm giving you that gift.

Am I making sense?

Ugh! God!

Christ! Geez!

Failure comes off of you
like a stench.

I mean, your wife, Elizabeth,

I'm betting that she had character.

I hated killing her.
I wanted to meet her.

She was fearless. But you?

Following me around with this...
inadequacy.

You're not gonna use this.
We both know that.

I sentence you to life...

...because I know two things.

You don't have the stuff to kill me,

and you don't have the stuff
to kill yourself.

But...

...I will leave this here for you

in case you change your mind.

[Whimpers]

[Crying]

[Crying continues]

[Coughing]

[Coughing]

[Garbage can clattering]

[Door opens,
hurried footsteps depart]

[Knock on door]

[Door opens, closes]

Robinson?

I let myself in.

[Bottles clinking]

[Sighs deeply]

Robinson, come on.

Get up.

Something I want to show you.

-Uh....
-Come on.

Some of the passengers suffocated.

Then they buried the rest. Alive.

There's no witnesses.

Except for the girl
who wound up in our bedroom.

Her sister shoved the documents
in the truck panel.

There's a lot of evidence
in that truck.

If we could locate the drivers

or the polleros who put
those poor souls in the truck,

or if the crime lab
can come up with anything...

...we might be able
to hang this on Dolan.

[Indistinct police radio chatter]

Did you ever have one
of those moments where everything --

I mean, everything in the universe--

makes perfect sense?

Everything just falls into place?

I would love to hang this
on that animal for you,

and for Elizabeth.

Forget about that.

Let that go.

School's out for the summer.

I'm ready to move on.

What the hell are you talking about?

I'm ready to bury the past.

All I got is summer slots.

Hard labor.

Desert sun and heat.

[Spits]

Fresh ex-cons is what I usually get,

or Tinker here.

He's a diamond digger
from West Africa.

[Smooches]

What are you in real life, baby?
An accountant?

I'm a teacher.

I teach the sixth grade.

[Laughing]

Oh, honey....

Get out of my face, okay?

I have summers off.
I need to work.

We're repaving Highway 71
from now until October.

I know that road well.

In July, west of Indian Springs--

117 degrees.

You fall down,
you no longer able to get up.

Strong men, they cry
like small, small peekins.

Baby,

that yuppie health club meat
you got in your rack,

don't cut it in the big empty.

It's 14 karat. It's antique.

It's made from a spur left over

after they cast
the original golden spike.

It's worth two grand, easy.

[Exhales sharply]

Bribe the devil for a trip to hell?

How about you hang on to this
until September?

If I pass out or walk away,
you can keep the watch.

Baby, Monday...

...we want to see you
all soft and pretty

and smelling
of fresh pussy, okay?

To gold!

[Laughter]

[Laughs]

ROBINSON:
Hey, we pave U.S. 71 out west.

That's where the detour is?

Mile marker 19-- that's near
the California border, right?

You'll be at school teaching
the small peekins by then.

What concern of yours?

September 1st to October....

That includes
Labor Day weekend

and the first Sunday of the month.

Three-day weekend.
I'll be eating.

[Laughs]

No, no, no.

Too much imperfection
and damaged merchandise.

We need purity, grace, sweetness.

More goddesses per cubic foot
of cargo capacity.

No.

You know,
I think I found a broker

that can solve
your price-capacity problem.

I knew that you would.

Price is what you pay.
Value is what you get.

Unless I up profits,

it's a slow death
to rising fuel costs.

Now, this is what I'm talking about.

"Eternity gazing at itself
in the mirror."

"That brave vibration each way free,"
as the poet said.

[Gasps]

Splendid! More like this!

Now, what I'm proposing is
that you at least consider

transporting a different product.

No, no drugs.
No, we go to jail for that.

These things,
all that's gonna happen

is everybody gets sent
across the border.

No, no drugs.

Just a different line of cargo.

More money, yes.
More risk.

You said you're set
for 40 units per panel truck?

How would you feel
about 100 units per truck,

with each unit
at twice the dollar value

of what you're hauling now?

Hm.

How the fuck do you think I'd feel?

What the hell are you talking about?

[Chuckles]

Hey, patience.

What the hell he'd do?

Find a refugee camp
full of supermodels or something?

I mean, I want chicks
that look like the one he blew up.

[Laughs]

You still ain't strong, baby.

I keep expecting to see you
passed out on the road bed,

and you keep not doing it,
but you will.

No, I won't.

You will if you keep pushing
that concrete cutter.

No, I won't.

Hottest part of the summer's
still coming on, babe.

I'll be fine.

I don't want this fucking thing.

You made a deal with me.

I'm calling it off.

I'll take you to arbitration
if you try to fire me.

Relax, fuck-tard!
I ain't firing you.

I'm gonna get Tink here

to teach you how to run
a wheel loader.

You are the sorriest
little motherfucker I ever saw.

Why are you pulling this crap
on your system?

I've got my reasons.

God help anybody
that gets in your way.

But you are one small, tough
fucker of mothers, ain't you?

Fucker of mothers.

Teacher, teacher.

ROBINSON: Sometimes
when I was tired or weak,

I went to Dolan
as a man with a raging thirst

might seek out an oasis
in the desert.

I drank his poisoned water
and was refreshed.

ELIZABETH:
I love you, baby.

Yeah!

ROBINSON:
Labor day weekend.

Three days.

72 hours.

4,320 minutes.

259,200 seconds.

And on the third day,

eternal unrest grant unto him,
oh, Lord,

and let perpetual night
shine upon him.

This is it, Elizabeth.

Aaaaaahh!

[Sighs deeply]

[Sighs]

[Sighs]

[Cell phone beeping]

Good morning, Roman.

I'm in.

I'll be in Los Angeles this afternoon.

I am trusting you.

I just want to see what the hell it is
you're talking about.

Well, send me a video.

I hate mysteries.

DOLAN: We trust Roman.

We scratch Roman's back,
he scratches ours.

I just don't understand
the mystery behind the new line.

It's a brave new world

with naught
but ruthless creatures in it.

There's no glory
in fearing the unknown,

and you didn't get to be
where you are

by being risk-averse, Mr. Dolan.

Evolve or perish,
kill or be killed,

it's the morality of kings and gods.

It's the survival of the fittest.

Ladies and gentlemen,
Charles fucking Darwin.

This isn't evolutionary psychology.

It's a cargo question.

I'm agreeing to haul a product.

I don't know
what the fuck it is yet.

You're the one with the view
from 30,000 feet, Mr. Dolan.

We just --

I just drive.

Roman, it's downloading now.

I'll call you back when I see it.

Fucking....

What the fuck?
Ah, God!

[Groaning]

What the fuck did we do?
Drive in the River fucking Jordan?

Was there a fucking highway
mine shaft?

Somebody give me
a goddamn status report!

[Groaning]

Oh, fuck!

There's bones just sticking
out of my leg, Mr. Dolan!

Fuck your bloody bones!

Did you drive through a fucking--?

I need out!

Come on, come on!

[Grunting]

[Breathing heavily]

Come on, come on....

[Indistinct police radio chatter]

[Screaming, sobbing]

CHIEF: Aaah! My leg!

[Groaning, crying]

No power to the computers,
nor to the cell phones.

Shut the fuck up, huh?

There's somebody out there.
There's somebody on the roof.

Hey, buddy!
Buddy, we've had an accident!

Yeah? I called 911!

The jaws of life are on their way!

Oh, ha ha ha.

Oh, God!
Thank you, buddy! I owe you!

Thank God.
Thank God, huh?

Yeah.

Thank God.

Hey, you got a sunroof here!

Why don't you try opening that?

It's a tight squeeze,
but maybe I can haul you through!

Aw, fuck!

There's no power!

It won't open! It's dead!

Fucking power windows,
you motherfucker!

Are you sure?

Yeah, I'm sure!

We're in a goddamn hole
down here, buddy!

I need out now!

The best thing is, you can stay put!

I'll be right back!

Wait! Wait!
Don't go! Don't go!

Come on! Come back!

CHIEF: My leg! My leg!

DOLAN: I need out. I need out.

[Engine rumbling]

[Sobbing]

Would you quit bawling?
There's somebody out there.

I tried pushing the bone
back in my leg, Mr. Dolan.

It's too sharp.

Shut the fuck up, okay?
I heard somebody.

All right?

Just keep it quiet, all right?
Keep it quiet!

Hey, buddy!

Buddy, is that you?
We appear to be stuck down here.

We need some help!

CHIEF: Ohh!

Mr. Dolan, I'm bleeding!
I'm bleeding!

[Dirt thuds on roof]

DOLAN: Hey, buddy, is that you?

Well, I tried to get you help.

The 911 operator said
that you drove past a detour sign!

Detour sign?
What fucking detour sign?

Why did you drive your Caddy
into a construction site?

The 911 operator says
you need to move your vehicle

out of the construction zone

and back
onto the designated detour!

Listen, I don't know
what you can see from up there,

but we're in a fucking hole here!

Oh, I know, I know!
You're in a hole!

You've hit rock bottom, sir!

You can't get much lower
than under the road!

But what did you expect?

You ignored a detour sign!

Shit!

You're not some kind of outlaw,
are you?

Listen, buddy, my driver is dead!

If she went through a detour sign,
I didn't see it!

What the fuck are you doing?

Quit kicking dirt down here,
you fucking moron!

You know, if they come
and see your Caddy

in a construction zone,

emergency services
will refuse to render you aid!

They may even issue you
a ticket for trespassing!

Stop kicking dirt down here!
What are you doing?

Think about that-- trespassing!

Something like that could go
on your permanent record!

Friend, please stop it!
I need your help!

Oh, I'm-- I'm not the help
you're looking for, Dolan!

You bought your ticket!
You paid a full fare!

My leg, Mr. Dolan, my leg.

Shut the fuck up!

[Groaning]

Who the hell are you, buddy?

I'm just an honest citizen
who called 911

to report a detour violation
by a trespassing Cadillac!

Well, you better call them back!

We need help down here!

[Imitating Dolan]
Well, that's because

you've reached the nadir
of your arc of descent.

If I were you, I'd take this moment
to look around

and savor this bittersweet,
darkly poetic moment.

Robinson.

What do you want, Robinson?

CHIEF: Get me out of here.

Shut the fuck up!

Listen, I can hardly hear you
with his fucking bawling.

You got to speak up a little bit!

Come a little bit closer, all right?

So I can actually hear you.

I said --

[Gunshots]

Ah!

Ah!

Did I get you, cocksucker?

Fuck.

-No, cocksucker!
-Fuck!

You didn't get me!

Aw, shit.

Aah! Ah!

[Dirt thuds on roof]

CHIEF: Ohh!

[Panting]

CHIEF: Oh, God.

Oh, I think I'm bleeding to death,
Mr. Dolan.

Argh, it hurts!
It hurts so much!

[Breathing heavily]

You have to help me.

[Dirt thuds on roof]

You're my friend, right, Jimmy?

To a certain point.

There.

His pain hath ended,

and we can finally
fucking hear each other!

DOLAN: I might add, sir,

I just executed the man
who killed your wife!

I have a proposal!

DOLAN: My friend?

Hey, you!

If you're still out there,

just talk to me!

I mean, God, what--
what can talking hurt?

You fired six rounds.

You might want to save one
for yourself.

Do you have another clip in there?

What are you planning to do?

[Chuckling]
I don't know.

Dinner and a show?

Don't you want to hear
my proposition?

Robinson....

Robinson, look!

I owe you everything I have!
Just -- just hear my proposal!

All right! You talk, I'll listen!

When you're finished,
I may make a counterproposal!

I just happen to have here...

...1.2 million dollars!

You just happen to have
a million dollars right there.

Well, I was on my way to donate it
to save the children,

but a funny thing happened!

Oh, come on.

Two million dollars

and my personal guarantee
that nobody will ever touch you!

Not me, nobody on my crew!
Nobody!

[Dirt thuds on roof]

Keep talking.

Come on, thi--
This is fucking crazy!

It's just fucking crazy!

[Laughs]

You are so right about that!

Get me the fuck out of here!

I just need to get the fuck
out of here, you fuck!

Oh, fuck! God damn it!

Get me the fuck out of here!

I can't take it, you little fucker!

Oh, fuck.

[Laughing]

Fuck!

[Breathing heavily]

Get me the hell out of here!

Come on, I can't stand it!

I can't take it!
Come on, let me out!

Are you ready
for my counterproposal?

Yes! Yes, yes, yes!
Christ, yes!

Yes, anything, anything!
What is it?

Scream!

Wh-- scream?

What is that?
What is that? I don't get it!

Scream for me loud enough,
and I'll let you out!

Aaaaaahh!

[Chuckles]

That's pretty good!

Pretty good, but, frankly,
given the circumstances,

not nearly good enough!

Aaaaaaaaaahh!

For sure I'd let you out
if I heard you rupture your larynx!

I'd like to hear
what that sounds like!

Aah ha ha ha haaaaaaaaa!

Aaaaaaaaahh!

That's good, Dolan!
That's good!

You might just get out of there!

[Breathing heavily]

Oh, fuck.

[Dirt thudding on roof]

Five million?

I think not.

[Muffled whimpering]

[Dirt thudding on roof]

[Cell phone rings]

Oh, sh--

Fuck!

Hey, this is James Dolan.

I'm on Highway 71,
west of Las Vegas, a detour.

I'm being buried alive.

It's me, you idiot.

I turned off the cell phone jammer.

How's your computer doing
down there?

It's not too fucking good.

"The page cannot be displayed.

Cannot find server or DNS error.

Click the refresh button
or try again later"!

Well, I want you to go
to the address bar on your browser.

Uh.... Okay, okay.

Yeah?

Type this into your address bar--

"http, colon...

...forward slash,
forward slash, 1-9-2...

dot 1-6-8, dot 0, dot 6-6-6."

"0, dot 6-6-6."

You got it?

Okay, I got it.

-I got it.
-Press return.

As much as I would enjoy the show,
I can't see you.

But I'm pretty sure
you'd enjoy seeing me.

[Dirt thuds on roof]

Little fucker!

Cocksucking, mother-fucking....

Hey, you!

Let me ou-u-u-u-t!

Aaaaahh!

Scream, Dolan! Scream!

Aah! Aah! Aah!

[Breathing heavily]

Aaaaaahh! Haaaaaa!
Ha ha ha haa!

[Dirt thuds on roof]

It's no fair!

There's no way for me to measure
how loud I have to scream!

That's a good point!

I've got an idea!

How about you make a sound
come out of your mouth

that is as loud as two kilograms
of C-4 explosives

stuck to the driver's side door
of a 1999 Toyota Tercel?

If you can do that,
I will let you out!

Can you do it, Dolan?

It tears me to pieces

to think about how you tore
my wife to pieces!

I'm changing my offer.

We both know the money
doesn't matter to you or me.

If you let me out of here right now...

...we go straight to the cops,
I spill everything.

[Sighs]

I don't believe you.

Look at yourself, Robinson!

You may not know it yet,

but you have turned yourself
into something worse than me!

Killing is a dirty business!

I never took any pleasure in it!
I killed for business!

I killed strictly to survive!

But you?
Look at yourself!

You getting your rocks off yet?

You want some personal lubrication

so you can pleasure yourself
while you bury a human being alive?

I bet your mother would be proud!

[Cell phone ringing]

Hello?

Robinson, I've got sworn affidavits

from three unindicted
co-conspirators.

It's enough for search warrants.

When we execute those,
if we find anything, we got him!

We have reason to believe

he's on his way
to make a buy right now.

We're gonna get him!

We are, are we?

Fuck. Fuck.

Aaaah! Aaaah! Aaaaaaaaahh!

Aah! Aah! Aah!

[Muffled screaming]

Aaaaahh! Aah! Aaaah!

[Breathing heavily]

[Laughing]

We both know that I'm a beast,
but you....

You used to be
a civilized human being!

Why don't you let justice
have its way with me?

I will march myself
straight into prison!

You don't believe me?

You can clear
some of this dirt away,

look at my face, huh?

You will see a human being
who is ready to repent!

Are you coming?

[Gunshots]

[Gun cocks, gunshots]

Fuck!

[Gunshots continue]

[Whimpering]

[Engine turns over]

Oh, what are you
gonna do now, huh?

Oh, f--! Oh, fuck!

Oh, no! No!

Ow! Shit!

[Muffled screaming]

Hey, hey.
Aw, fuck.

[Muffled screaming]

[Muffled screaming continues]

[Cell phone rings]

Hey, Robinson,
is that you, buddy?

Of course it's me, genius.
Who else?

I have one more very,
very important question for you.

Okay. What do you--?
Wh-wh-what do you want?

Ask me anything.

Do you want me to scream again?

I still got some screams left in me.

No, no, no.
This is easy.

This one's for all the marbles.

Answer truthfully.
Don't blow it.

I'll come down there,
I will dig you out,

and I will collect my two million--
or, wait, five million dollars, right?

Okay, what is it?

Come on, just ask me!
What is it?

Do you believe in God?

Eh, yeah, yes, yes, yes, yes,
I believe in God.

Absolutely, absolutely.

I believe in God!
Yes, yes, I do!

Do you believe in God?

Yes! Yes, I believe in God!
Yes, I do!

Please, God! Yes!

Yes!

I don't.

[Cell phone snaps shuts]

[Whimpers]

Oh, motherfucker!
Motherfucker!

Get me the fuck out of here,
you fuck!

I'm gonna fucking haunt you
till the day you die, you fuck--!

[Gasping]

[Grunting]

[Gasping]

[Muffled shouting]

For the love of God, Robinson.
For the love of God.

For the love of God.

For the love of God.

No. No. No.

No, no, no.
Oh, God.

No! Oh!

No! No! No, you fuck!

I beg you, no!

Oh, God.
Oh, God. Oh, God.

Aaah! Aaaah!

Aaaaaaaaaaahh!

[Grunts]

[Breathing heavily]

[Cell phone ringing]

Yeah?

Robinson, we got him.

We executed warrants
in L.A. and Vegas.

Dolan's trafficking kids now.
Evidence galore.

We got him, Robinson.
We got him.

W-we got him.

Yeah, we got him.

[Laughing]

[Laughing intensifies]

["Hold On" starts playing]

¶ Sometimes life deals us
a losing hand ¶

¶ And we have no choice
but to play ¶

¶ 'Cause there are some things
we can't understand ¶

¶ And we just can't
push them away ¶

¶ It would be wonderful if everyone
believed in love and peace ¶

¶ Hold on ¶

¶ And never stop loving me ¶

¶ Hold on ¶

¶ Our love will last eternity ¶

¶ If you believe ¶

¶ We will be together
once again someday ¶

¶ Hold on ¶

¶ I always will be watching
over you ¶

¶ Bright star up in the sky ¶

¶ I'm in a better place
believe, it's true ¶

¶ So there's no reason
for you to cry ¶

¶ I'll be here ¶

¶ And I will be waiting
till you reach the other side ¶

¶ Hold on ¶

¶ And never stop loving me ¶

¶ Hold on ¶

¶ Our love will last eternity ¶

¶ If you believe ¶

¶ We will be together
once again someday ¶

¶ Hold on, yeah ¶

¶ No pain, no tears ¶

¶ I'm runnin' with the angels ¶

¶ Full of ecstasy and glory ¶

¶ There are no lies, no fears ¶

¶ Sooner you'll be with me
to fulfill our destiny ¶

¶ Hold on ¶

¶ Never, never stop loving me ¶

¶ Hold on ¶

¶ Hey, our love will last eternity ¶

¶ If you believe ¶

¶ We will be together
once again someday ¶

¶ So, hold on ¶

¶ Baby, hold on ¶

¶ And never stop loving me ¶

¶ Hold on ¶

¶ Our love will last eternity ¶

¶ If you believe ¶

¶ We will be together
once again someday ¶

¶ My baby, baby, hey, yeah ¶

¶ Hold on ¶

¶ And never stop loving me ¶

¶ Hold on ¶

¶ Our love will last eternity ¶

¶ If you believe ¶

¶ We will be together
once again someday ¶

¶ Hold on ¶