All language subtitles for Hit. 1973

[ ship's horn blows]

[ship's horn blows]

[horn honks]

[honking]

[music playing]

[honk]

Come on, girl.

[laughing]

Good morning.

You're
going to be late.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

What's been happening?
Give me some sugar.

How you been, baby?

All right.

Hey, that's a bad jam,
isn't it?

Yeah, it sure is.
Can you dig it?

Let's go
to the record store
and pick that up.

You got a stash, huh?
Been holding out, huh?

Saving a little
here and there.

[bell rings]

If you ain't got no money,
we can do this later.

I got it.

Here it is
right here.

Look here, homey,

this is as good
as mother's love.

Oh, yeah?

That's right.

You're moving up
into the world.

How are you doing,
baby?

Hey, what it is?

Hi.

We're going to go
pick up my record now?

Yeah, but I got
a surprise for you.

Some mother's love,
you understand?

I've been
waiting all day
to get that album.

You're jiving me.

I'm not jiving.

Let's go get
the record now.

We're moving up
in the world, baby.

[laughing]

Good as mother's love.

We better hurry
to that record store.

It's going to close
at 5:00.

Don't worry about that.
You'll get your record.

When you get this,
you'll fly down there.

That's all
I'm interested in,
you know that.

I can dig it.

Yeah, that's nice.

I don't
dig no needles.

I never did
dig needles.

Trust me.

Some sweet...

how do you like that?

You're going to be
flying down there,
floating and things.

I know.You're going to go high.

[laughing]

yeah, way up there.

You know, it's...

say what?

It's really nice.

I told you.

Hey, you better
wake up, girlie.

This ain't no stuff
to be sleeping on,
understand?

It's too heavy
for that.

Wake up, girl.

What's wrong with you?

Jeannie,
you better wake up.

Stop jiving me.

Hey, Jeannie.

Jeannie.

Come on, Jeannie.
Stop playing.

Jeannie!

Jeannie, come on.
Come on.

Come on, Jeannie.
Wake up.

Stop playing with me.

Jeannie,
what's wrong with you?

Wake up!

[ship's horn blowing]

[church bells tolling]

This is it.
Seven bucks.

[school bell rings]

Say, officer.
I ain't got nothing.

I'm clean, man.

If this has got
anything to do

with that punk's bitch--

Man, you're killing me!

Oh, man, why me?

Oh, man, why don't
you get the-- Oh, man!

Don't do that!

Oh, man! Oh, stop!

Stop, man.

Hey, man,
I'm just a little guy.

Why kill me, man?

I'm just a little guy.

Hey, man,
I'm just a worker.

A worker, man,
that's all!

What good will it do
for you to kill me, man?

I'm just a worker.

You kill me, man,

there are some more cats
out here selling

the same shit
I'm selling, man.

Nobody goes after
them cats on top, man.

What good will it do
to kill me, man?

Hey, man, them cats,

they sitting out there
on them yachts

and sucking up
champagne

and eating caviar
and all that shit, man.

I'm freezing out here
selling this shit.

It's going to be
other cats selling it.

You're killing
the wrong cat, man.

Hey, man...

I didn't know
that was your daughter.

I didn't have nothing
to do with that, man.

[whistling]

Here you are.

Thank you, sir.

[door opens]

[door shuts]

Sit. Sit down.

I'm sorry
about your daughter.

Look, Nick...

listen to me, huh?

Take a month.

You need
a good rest.

I've got a nice, soft
assignment for you--

Hawaii.

Six weeks. It's beautiful.

It's just
a little surveillance.

Now, come on.

It's a lot nicer
than Santiago

or Panama or Athens.

Huh?

Nick, you're a good man,
and I like your work.

Move him up. Grade seven,

effective
the end of this month.

Hell,
we'll make it effective
right now, okay.?

No.

You want to do
something about it, huh?

Your style?

Direct action?

You want
to bust pushers?

Okay, suppose
we bust pushers.

That's not exactly
what I had in mind.

I see.

Well, what did you
have in mind, Nick?

Go right to the source.

I never
heard that, Nick.

I'm not here.

You and I
never met.

This meeting
never happened,

Okay?

Now I'm giving you
a grade seven.

You deserve
the promotion.

Nick...

you take that plane
to Hawaii tonight, huh?

You enjoy
that vacation, right?

All right, Nick?

You understand?

Now, you do that.

I have a meeting
with the boss man, Nick.

Have a nice trip.

Good luck
and good morning.

Sir...

Hmm?

I'm going to do it.

You won't make it, Nick.

[organ plays]

The bus terminal.

You know, I can't
get over that guy.

I've known him
a long time.

You been
getting any lately?

You are an impertinent
son of a bitch.

Ain't nothing
sacred to you?

I'll bet you something.
$2.00 he goes to Dulles.

You can bet on that.

You make it
worth my while,
I'll take the bet.

2.50.

Would you like
to give me the money
now or later?

Follow him in.

As soon as
he hits the door,
you go out.

Your next
scheduled rest stop

will be Greasewood,
Pennsylvania.

There's a restroom

at the rear of the coach
for your convenience.

Please, watch your step.

Did you find out
where he's going?

He's going
to St. Louis.

That's where he
bought a ticket for,

but I'll bet
he don't go there.

Maybe he won't.

You know what
I ought to do?

What?

Next time that bus stops,

I ought to
get out of this car

walk right up
to that bus,

nice as you please,

and get right on
that god damn bus,

pull out my gun and blow
his god damn head off.

[horn honks]

What are they
stopping for?

Hmm?

Yes, sir.

He's getting out.

That son of a bitch.

Make a left.

No, wait.
Wait a minute.

[horn honking]

You got a loose wire
in your distributor cap.

Ought to learn more
about your car.

I'll be damned.

Hey, pretty mama.

Don't give me
that pretty mama shit.

I haven't seen you
since April.

You could've called.

I know they have phones
wherever it was you were.

Look here,
I can't hear you.

You have to
roll down your window.

Too bad.

I know you're there.

You don't have to knock.

Hey.

You miss me?

Yeah, I missed you.

You're not going
to give it to me?

No, I'm not going
to give it to you.

What am I
supposed to do?

I guess you're supposed
to get it yourself.

Oh?

"Oh?"

is it okay?
Is it what you wanted?

Yes...

yes.

You did beautiful,
baby.

I'm not even going to
ask what this is about.

That's good.

Nick...

are you really
all right?

I will be.

You know, the government
pays me $18,000

to be
a computer programmer.

I'd trade
every single cent

just for one night
with you.

I can't stay.

I can't.

Listen...

if you really
have to leave...

would you just go?

Please?

You're really serious

about that mission
of yours, aren't you?

Yep.

No, I'm too old,

and I'm still
too young.

Anyway,
I got my own job.

I don't know
what you heard,

but I got some troubles,

but they're
my troubles.

They keep telling me
I'm too violent.

Too violent.

I get the job done,

and that's the
important thing, right,

getting the job done?

Absolutely.

I'll tell you what.

Why don't you
look me up in six years?

I'll be on
a pension then.

I'll be looking
for something to do,

but right now,

I got my own mission.

There's
a fortune in smack

across the street,

and they won't
give me a warrant.

They tell me I don't
have enough evidence.

You're a genius
at surveillance.

Yeah.

How do you plan
to get them?

Under the influence.

Then I can search them

without
their damn warrant.

Hmm.

You know those bastards

make a fucking
good hamburger?

These french fries ain't
too bad, either.

Let's go
get the bastards.

Can I help you?

Yeah, you can help me.

Put your hands
on the car.

Who are you?

You know who I am.

Put your hands
on the car.

You got a warrant?

Put your hands
on the car.

I got my rights!

You beat him,
didn't you?

You beat the hell
out of that man.

If anybody knows
about excessive force,

you should know.

This ain't the first time
you've been in this court,

nor will it be the last.

It's a waste of time

to take this man and
keep him incarcerated.

As far as I'm concerned,
he's--

[bangs gavel]

Son of a bitch!

What the hell
are you going to do?

Here's a complete list
of the top people.

That I'm to do
what with?

I don't know.

I mean, you the, uh...

you're the genius
at surveillance.

[laughing]

I feel great!

I love it.

I'll see you later, man.

You know those bastards
can't even make

a decent hamburger
over there?

Ah, merci, merci.

That's good.

Now I'm going to
take one of you.

Go right in there.
That's good.

Now hold it.

Great big smile.

That's it.
That's it.

Hold it right there.

Oh,
that's beautiful.

Just one more.

Yeah, that's good.

Oh, that's lovely!

Oh, baby.

That's beautiful.

[horn honks]

Incidentally, it's
$100 for the afternoon.

$100, huh?
$100.

Okay.

100.
Thank you.

Let me give you
another 100.

You're so nice to me.

That's 'cause
you're so cute.

Thank you.

Do you want to go
in the bedroom?

It's more comfortable.
Come on.

Well, uh...

I'm very
comfortable here.

I just want to talk.

You gave me two bills
just to talk?

I like talking.

If you want
to give me $200
just to talk...

I'll just have to
take $200 from you.

What do you want
to talk about?

Oh...

Do you want
to talk dirty?

No, no, no, no.

I'll talk dirty
with you.

I don't want
to talk dirty.

I don't mind--
anything that gets you off.

It's okay with me.

What's that,
a dirty story?

You're going to read me
a dirty story I'll bet.

You're something else,
you know that?

Sherry Nielson...

Mmm-mmm.

"Graduated
Great Neck High School,

"1965.

"President of
the French Club,

Barnard College,
class of 1969."

Dropped out in
the spring of '69

three weeks
before graduation.

Lived in a commune,

changed boyfriends,

a hairy
in a tank shirt...

love, peace, and heroin.

Became addicted
to all three,

especially the heroin.

Okay, you see this money?

You take your money

and get the fuck out
right now.

I'm not
finished talking.

Get the fuck out.

I'm going to
call my lawyer.

Because if you don't
have a warrant,

you better get
the fuck out of here.

Ah...

I suppose
the last tenant
left this here?

You're right.

The last tenants
left that there.

So in that case,

then, uh...

you won't have
any need for it,right?

Since the stuff was
from the last tenants,

you aren't going
to need it, are you?

You're not going
to start screaming

when your system starts
craving for something

and you can't get it?

We're not talking
about you, are we?

We're talking about
the last tenants.

I'm going to sit here
and find out.

You know, I have
this quizzical nature.

I get very interested
in things,

and I have to find out
what's going on.

You'll have
to be very clear
about what's happening.

Have you ever
sweated it out
cold turkey?

Before
it's all over, baby,

you'll wish
you were dead.

Is that what you want,
Sherry?

You want me
to call the narcs

and have them
take you downtown,

or do you want me to
give it to you free?

Free...

for the rest
of your life.

Every day in your life.

Just do
a little job for me.

Do I have a choice?

Yeah, you have a choice.

You can go downtown...

or you can come with me.

Hey, buddy.
You sell hamburgers here?

Pardon?

You sell ze hamburger?

Hamburger?
Non, non, monsieur.

Well,
thanks, anyway.

[bells chime]

I'll be back
in an hour.

Can you come
running, too?

In the arboretum?

Any time in the arboretum.

Okay, I'll see ya.

Okay, I'll see ya.

Is there something
I can do for you?

"Trong Van Duck."

Chong Van Duc.

"Le Van Ho."

Le Van How.

"Nguyen Lo Minh."Nguyeen Lo Minh.

Oh, shit.

Well, you'll
have to excuse me.

I-- I don't
know Vietnamese.

I don't know
the pronunciation.

Listen, you guys
have been chasing me

for about three years,

and there's
nothing there.

There's no evidence,

and I'm tired of it

and your
goddamn questions.

No, no more questions.

Just a little
proposition.

Uh...

ahem.

Um, according
to your file,

you're quite remarkable
with a rifle...

and you
don't mind killing.

My daddy used to say

I was a regular
hunting dog...

with ducks and...

possum and...

coon.

Ha ha ha ha!

Oh, boy.

Ahem.

Well...

Uncle Sam
wants you again.

Uncle Sam's had me,

and Uncle Sam knows

what Uncle Sam can do
with Uncle Sam.

Those students
think a lot of you.

I wonder
what they would think

if they knew what
your were called in 'Nam--

Barry Strong,
the happy horseman,

the richest corporal
in Vietnam.

And we can prove 80,000.

No, you can't.

You can't prove nothing.

I've been out of the
Army for three years,

and they can't touch me.

Well, you're right.
They can't,

but you're forgetting
about someone.

The Internal Revenue.

Income tax.

They don't have to prove
how you got it,

only that you have it,
and you owe the tax.

44,000 plus interest
plus penalties...

which makes it
another...

29,000 plus...

and, of course,
there's the criminal trial

for income tax evasion.

Now...

you want
to talk to me?

Give that to me
in real money.

$700.

Jesus Christ.

Now you hang out
for a little while

and have a sandwich
or something.

I'll be a while.

I'm not paying it.

So just tell them
that I'm not paying it

till I get
my '69 refund.

$48.50.

Tell Internal Revenue
to fuck themselves.

I'll wait
as long as you guys.

I'm not afraid of going
to jail or nothing.

This is bullshit
to me, man.

I'm not from
the Internal Revenue.

You look
like a collector
with that suit.

I didn't know they had
no niggers in there.

We got
quite a few of them.

According to your file,
your sense of humor tells me

you must be
Mr. Willmer,
Michael F. Willmer?

That's me.

"Bachelor of Science
in mechanical engineering,

Morgan State."

That's Oregon State.

Hmm.

"U.S. Navy,
10 years."

9 1/2.

"Advanced marine engineering,
Newport School."

Where?

Where's that say?

Advanced marine engineering,
Newport School.

Washington State.

"Underwater Warfare School,
San Diego."

Charleston,
South Carolina.

It's a pretty wrong list
you got there.

What other wrong shit
you got about me?

Your wife was raped
and murdered by a junkie.

What do you want?

Uncle Sam wants to
give you an opportunity

to, uh, get even.

No...

it's over.

She's dead.

I forgot about it.

I want to forget
about it.

Look here...

Mike?

Also it says here

that you, uh...

that you have a taste
for expensive brandy.

Yeah.

Why don't you
let Uncle Sam
buy you a drink?

Let Uncle Sam
buy me a drink?

Mm-hmm.

$48.50 worth?

You got it.

Yougot it.

How long were you
married, Mike?

What?

I said how long
were you married?

3 1/2
of the greatest years

that any man could have
in the world

anyplace
on the face of the earth.

How old was she?

When she died,
she was...20.

20.

Went to court, man.

This son of a bitch...

fucking trial.
10 days, man, in the can.

Fucking junkie.

Dig this now, man.

He's a junkie,
I understand that, man,

but he didn't have
to kill her or rape her.

He raped her, man,
and he killed her.

And it took 'em
10 days, man.

Every day I saw him
in the courtroom,

he had that look
on his fucking face.

I couldn't get to him
to kill him.

I wanted to kill
that motherfucker.

And they had him.

It's like
they were saving him.

I had to throw it
out of my mind

'cause I was going
fucking crazy.

I went home, took all
the fucking furniture,

everything
we'd made together,
and burned it.

I got 30 days
for having a fucking fire.

Will we get there
in the next 50 years?

Where you taking me?

We're almost there.

Is that a prison?

My friend's
the assistant warden.

He's a bug
on fine brandies,
just like you.

[horn honks]

joe springer!

Hey, old buddy.

What's going on?

How you doing?

Good to see you.

Good to see you.
How's everything?

Can't complain.How's the family?

Oh, just doing great.
Everything's fine.

Meet a friend
of mine.

Mike Willmer,
this here's
Joe Springer.

Mike, how you doing?

This your brandy man?

Uh-huh.

Well, let's try him out
on a drink.

Help yourself.

I didn't believe you.

Man. Let's see
if I can get this...

help yourself to that.

Ah, there we go.

All right. Look out.

Here we go, gentlemen.
To you.

Oh.

Whoo.

Did I flash on that.

You flash on that?

Go ahead.
Have another flash.

St. Moritz, 1959.
Made by the monks.

He is a brandy man.

May I have another one?

Help yourself.

You get another
flash on that?

I was telling him
a joke in the car

about a couple
of nuns, right?

And they, um...

just then...
and they got, uh...

they got raped.

They got
their throats cut.

Wait a minute, Joe.

Let him
go over there.

Wait a minute, now!

W-w-wait a minute.

Goddamn,
wait a minute, man!

I want my wife!

You took my wife!

Let him
have his say.

Now, wait a minute.

Wait a minute.

You took my soul!

You took my soul!

You can't
give it back!

He took my wife.

I want to kill!

I want to kill!

Mike! Mike!

Mike, you want
to kill somebody?

I'll give you
the right people to kill.

I'll give you
the right people to kill.

Yes.

A toast.

In America,
we say "to good neighbors."

Yes.
Yes.

Halt.

Hi, Pete.

Hi, Esther.

Hi, Jerry.

I see I caught you
loafing again.

How are you?

Fine. Thank you.
Bye-bye.

That's your lady.

So that's
old Esther, huh?

Well, that girl Esther's
a fox, ain't she?

Just don't be too rough

on the little girl,
you hear?

Who, me?

Yeah, you, pussycat.

"Seattle ferries.
From 8:00 to 6:00."

My, my. Business
must be brisk.

Why don't they have a boat
called The Lesbian?

I'm taking The Lesbian
to the island.

Catch you all later.

What is this shit?

He's going to check
with the Marquis de Sade

and see
who we should recruit.

Ida. Ida.

What?

There's a guy here
from the government.

What government?
What guy?

He wants to see us.

I know. It's the tax.

I told you you should've
declared everything.

You with your
couple hundred dollars

under the table.

The cockamamie $200
didn't do it.

What else
is he doing here?

He showed me a badge.

He's waiting out there.

I'll do the talking.

Yeah. You talk. Okay.

How are you, Ida?

Please sit down.

Did you you want
to speak to me?

I want to hire you
to do a job

that you both
used to specialize in.

You must be joking.

That was years ago.

I'm sorry.

It's out
of the question.

I understand your son died
just recently.

Yeah.

His name was Joey,
wasn't it?

Tell me about him, Ida.

Joey?

What can you say?

He was a good boy.

I mean, like all
the kids today,

he needed a haircut,

a big moustache,

and shabby clothes.

He was a good boy...

till he got on that stuff.

I remember
the last time I saw him.

He was sitting
on the chair in his room

shaking and shivering,

his arms wrapped around him

like he was hugging himself.

I asked him
if I could help.

It was too late.

Doctor said it was
narcotic debilitation.

He was dead that night.

Tell me something.

The both of you
with your background...

didn't you ever think
about getting even?

Yeah. We both did.

But we...

this country gave us both
a second chance,

and we decided we'd never
do anything wrong again.

But this isn't wrong.

This is for the government.

We need your help.

We're too old.

We have grandchildren.

And what about them?

What happens
when they grow up?

Do you want them
to end up like Joey?

Is that what
you both want?

Ida?

Is that what you want?

No!

Okay, uh...

I'll see you both
on the dock.

Hey, man, she bought it.

I did okay, huh?

I think
you overdid it a bit,

but here's your money.

You always give me
the dirty work.

You love it,
and you know it.

Who, me?

You ready?

Yeah.

Okay, Stand by.

Okay, do it.

What did you put in these
suitcases, gold bricks?

To make matters worse,

I thought I was
through with boats.

Look-- Another boat,
and a small one.

I hate
the smell of fish.

Will you stop talking
negative already?

I'll get seasick
and nauseated.

What an adorable boat.
Look at that boat.

Adorable?

It's a darling boat.

I throw up,
I look at it.

Are you all right?

Can we help you?

Can I help?

Here's the steps.

Would you like
a hand?

What's happening
down there?

I need sink plugs.

The water pipe
is busted.

I got to get
the oil changed.

The head is cracked.
The toilet don't flush.

All that works
is the anchor.

I need a year
to sink it.

You got two days.

Everybody get on board now,

and get yourself unpacked.

I got business,

so I'll be back
in a few days.

That's nifty.

You can't do that.

I'll make my own moves.
Come on.

Look who just pulled in.

Look who finally
just got here.

Better go down there
right now and blast him.

Go right on down there.

We'll let him
get in.

We'll let the guy
get in.

They'll sit down.
They'll talk.

Pop. Just like that.

Christ,
it's cold out there.

Well...

what, uh...

what can I do
for you?

My name's Nick Allen.

I work for
the government.

Uh...owen?

Allen.

Allen.

Well, Mr. Allen,

why don't you
sit down,

take off your coat,
get comfortable,

and tell me
what the government
wants with me?

Well, I hear you're
one hell of a driver

and open to any kind
of job there is...

no questions asked.

Why don't you
sit over here?
We'll talk price.

Uh-huh.

Well, uh...

If it's got
four wheels...

I can drive it.

Now, why don't you
sit right over here

and I'll tell you
a true story--

[gunshot]

You missed him.

[gunshot]

[gunshots]

He's getting into
the goddamn van.

You won't get anywhere
with that.

You couldn't hit
an elephant from here.

You can't hit
the broad side of a--

Son of a bitch!

[gunshot]

[horn honks]

[horn honks]

Goddamn it!

Fucking drivers.

[gunshots]

Look at him!

He's going down
the opposite way.

Come on.

Come on.
Move, you mother.
Move. Move.

Goddamn it,
you're losing him.

[horn honks]

What the hell?

I don't believe
that move.

We're going off
at the first exit.

I don't believe it.
I don't believe it.

All right.

That was nice.
That was nice.

We'll catch him
on the other side.

Right. That's right.

He didn't have that much
of a head start.

Where is he?

I told you we should've
sunk him right away.

Check the driveways.

That's what
I've been doing.

See anything?

No.

I let you
do one thing,

and you blow it.

One fucking thing

and you
blow it, man.

Where is this guy?

I don't believe it.

Too much.

Too much.

Bingo!
There's the truck!

He ran out of gas.

How do you do?

[horn honks]

All right. Here we go.

What are you trying
to do, asshole?

Goddamn these drivers.

They should take courses,
some of 'em.

I don't even know
where to begin to look.

He's around here.

He's around somewhere here.

Son of a bitch!

He's in the god damn
tow truck!

What's wrong with my gun?

He's in the tow truck.

What the fuck's the matter
with this gun?

Goddamn fool!

Christ,
don't kill us both.

Son of a bitch!

Get on your feet,
for Christ's sake,

and stop playing around.

Son of a bitch.

Come on,
for Christ's sake!

We got
to get moving.

That's great. Let's go.

There's nobody here,
so let's go.

Where is everybody?

I don't know. Barry
took everybody to town,

and your whore went
to town with him.

What about the boat, huh?

Who's going to fix it?

I'm talking to you!

Nick!

I can't stand it anymore.

I can take you.

I know I can take you.

[horn honks]

[honk]

Barry!

Get back to the boat now!

We're moving out.

I can't talk to you
right now.

I can't stand this weather.

[horn honks]

She went...
Ida went...

Where's Ida?

She went
to mail a letter.

Did something go wrong?

There's trouble. Trouble.

Sorry I didn't tell Mike
where I was going.

Everybody's here
right now.

My mother,
it's her birthday.

I can't tell you.

I don't know.
I don't know.

Move over.
I can't get in.

[horn honks]

Come on!

Move!

Where's Sherry?
Where's Sherry?

I don't know
where she is.

She went to
the beauty parlor.

Why didn't you
let me know?

Why didn't you
let Mike know

when you were leaving?

Look out.

I'll sit on your lap.

[horn honks]

What's the matter?

Get out of the way!

Goddamn.

Get inside, man.

I'll be a son of a bitch!

♪ Oh, I gotta get laid

♪ I gotta get laid

♪ Oh, I gotta get laid

♪ I gotta get laid

♪ Bet they got
some weird bitches here ♪

♪ Oh, I bet they got
some weird bitches here ♪

♪ I bet they got
some Eskimos ♪

♪ And all they do
is suck your toes ♪

♪ I bet they got
some weird bitches here ♪

Tie it off there, me lad.

Where's the pussy?

Well, Rosie, it's you
again tonight, baby.

Me and you.

I love you.

♪ It's colder than
a well digger's ass ♪

♪ It's colder than
a well digger's ass... ♪

There's a different kind
of snow for you, baby!

Dutch,
I want you to know

this is war!

I'll get you!

Son of a gun!

All right. That's it.

Now, there are other people
in the business,

but they're all
small fry, independents.

These nine
are the kingpins.

If we wipe these out,

then the whole
damn thing stops.

So we've got nine targets--

Nine rich, elegant
Frenchmen.

Okay, I've made a copy
of this little presentation.

I suggest
you all study it.

Let's hear it
for Dutch's
presentation.

Thank you.

All right, boss.

You want to take over?

Great photographs, Nick.

All right.

All right. We're here
training for a week.

Intensive,
careful training.

Proper timing, precision,

proper planning,
and preparation.

Now, if you do
what I tell you to do,

nobody's going to get hurt.

Okay?

1...2...3...4...5...fire!

I can't get out
of the fucking car!

You got to go faster.

I cannot get out
of the car by five.

It's very simple.

I cannot physically
get my eye

to the scope by five.

Make it six.
What's the problem?

You'll be dead
on six.

I've been married to you
40 years happily.

This may be the end.

Good.

The whole thing.

Nick, you son of a bitch.

Get off...
get off our backs.

We've had enough.

We've had enough
of this running shit.

No, no, no. Listen.

You all did
fantastic.

You were beautiful.

But you got
to pick it up
another 10 seconds.

10 seconds?
You're crazy!

No, I can't.

10 seconds.

I can't. No.

Come on, mommala.

Yes, you can.

Yes, you can,
sweetheart. Yes.

Maybe I can.

Mike?

Where are you? Hey?

Hey, Mike.

Clock me.

All right.

Go.

What was that about?

How'd I do?

I'll tell you, man.

Uh...

you could drop
about eight seconds.

All you do is walk around
with that watch.

Four seconds!
Give me two more seconds!

Damn near killed Ida.

12 seconds, Ida.

[gasping]

I'll make a deal
with you.

I'll take care of
your fish for you.

What fish?

See that fish
over there?

Lot of fish over there.

That big fish
on your line.

I didn't see that.

You didn't see that?

Shit, no.

Let me look at it.

Find out
who it belongs to.

Yeah. It ain't mine.

I been practicing.

You got a big old fish.

Pull it up, man.

Pull the goddamn
fish up!

What are you worried about?
It's not yours.

You going to get it
right this time?

I haven't had
a lot of practice

at Cork screwing,
you know?

Oh, right.

Of course. Yes.

Well, just do it,

because I want to get
some sleep tonight.

Oui.
Oui.

Smile.

Look at all the customers.

Nobody's noticing.

And go.

You got to run faster.

I can't do it
in high heels.

I can't do it.

Let me wear
my own shoes.

Not all waitresses
wear high heels.

Dutch, what do they wear
in that cafe?

Let her wear flats, man.

High heels.

High heels.
Okay. All right.

Now...

can you try it again?

Hey, Nick...

could we
practice it alone? Huh?

Just you and I?

I get nervous with
all these people around,

and I know I could do it
if we were alone.

No.

Okay, I can't do it
like this.

I can't do it.

I'll never get it.

You might as well
forget it.

Well, you're going
to do it here, this way,

and you'll do it
until you get it right.

Otherwise, you'll
fuck the whole thing up,

and believe me,
nobody's going to do that.

Don't give me that look.

Don't give me
that female bullshit.

You're just one
of the group to me.

Nothing more.

Now, you got that?

Now, you move your ass.

Forget about that.

S'il vous plait--

Forget about that, too.

All right.

[crying]

Why don't you give her
a break, man?

Why don't you fuck yourself?

Fuck you, man.

She was whoring
last week.

Now you trying
to make her break
the 440 record.

Shit, she just
wants to fuck.

Ain't going to take
nothing off of you.

We trying hard
for you.

She's trying.
She don't know
what she's doing.

Just fuck her
one night.

That's all
she needs.

Or let me do it.

Dutch said you wanted
to talk to me.

Mm-hmm.

Uh...

Dutch came up with
a very, very good idea.

He, uh...

you can have
the five extra seconds

because it's necessary
to wear those heels.

That was nice of Dutch.

Mm-hmm.

You know...

they call me Madman Allen.

I guess
that's because, well...

when I get an idea,
you know,

I'm straight
down the line or whatever.

Uh...

I sometimes get very hard.

Sometimes...

sometimes I want to...

I can't.

I can't.

She...

she was...

she was 15.

She was just 15.

Hey, babe, I got
good news for you.

It's my last report.

Come on over here.

Hey, Barry, do me
a favor, will you?

Pack those guns
for me, please.

Here we go. Ida and Herman
down to 64 seconds.

Mike in at 35.

Barry, the son of a bitch,
made it in at 4 1/2.

Sherry with
the extra five.

You and me we know.

Get in.
I'll show you what
we're going to do.

I'll arrange
transportation.

I got just the airline.

They serve a great
hamburger. Ha!

Being this is our
last night together

before the big show,

Ida and I,
well, we want to--

We want to wish us all
good luck and good running.

Yeah.

Good running, huh?

That's right.

I made the 10 seconds
though, didn't I, Nick?

Bring in
the bowling ball.

And the grand prize
of the evening

is that Nick
gets to dance

with the pretty...

sexy...

sensational...

voluptuous--

Okay, Herman.

Next-- Next to Ida...

Sherry.

Hey, what about
some music?

It's like
a funeral here.

I need a match.
Who's got a match?

I got a match.

Let's give them
a little room.

Hey, Nick,
is that all right?

Put on some music!

Man, that's not
my type.

Oh, good.

[music plays]

[motor running]

Go ahead laugh now,
you little turd.

Go on, laugh.
Come on, laugh.

I'll do the best I can.

Move along there now.

Come on, that's the boy.
Move on over there.

Now that's it.
That's it.

Look what I found
on the gravel

over there by the tree.

Uncle Sam badge just
like the one you showed me.

Though I know
it's not yours

'cause it has somebody
else's name on it...

which means uncle sam...

is after you...

not me.

So I guess all this jive
you've been giving us

is a bunch
of bullshit, huh?

Bullshit.

So...

ta-ta.

They don't want
to go with you, man.

That's that. I want
to go with you.

I'm glad it ain't
for the government.

Up the government's ass.

Yeah, all right?

Nick...

look, you--

You know that I believe
what we're doing is right,

and I still do,

but I can't go against
the united states government.

Look, for
Christ's sake, man,

I'm a cop on
a 30-day leave.

I...

I'd lose my pension, Nick.

I'm sorry.

Oh, Nick...

if this was
for Uncle Sam,

then we-- We could
understand, but--

Nick, you see, he served
eight years already,

and I served three myself.

We can't do anything
illegal.

Okay?

Please understand,
Nick.

Please.

Hey, man, I hope they're
no hard feelings.

Nothing personal.

How are you feeling?

You don't look so good.

[coughs]

Give me the shit.

What shit?
The junk.

What junk?

What's that?
The heroin.

Heroin, heroin, heroin.

Come on,
stop fucking around

and give me-- Give...

Oh, heroin, heroin.
You want some heroin.

Oh, here we go.
All right.

Is this what you're
talking about?

Huh? Huh?

You want your life,
right?

This is what keeps
you alive, right?

G-give it to me.

Huh?

Is that what you want?

No, stop it! Stop it.

Stop it!

Stop it!

Stop it.

What's going on?

I just threw
the heroin overboard.

It's not legal to have
heroin on board,

and since you all are
concerned about legalities,

then we have
to be consistent.

Know what that means?

The chick's going
to be screaming.

She's going to be
screaming in an hour.

She's going to be in pain.
She's going to be hurting.

Now just get the fucking
boat to the shore.

Just take the boat in.
That's all.

Nick, you give
it to her.

You go get some stuff
and give it to her.

Nick, don't look at
me like that.

Go and get some stuff.

Why are you concerned
about this girl?

Nick, I've seen
what happens.

You go find some stuff
and give it to her.

She could kill herself
like that.

Go find some stuff.

You worried about her
killing herself?

I don't understand that.

She's no different than
any of the other junkies,

thousands of them dying
every single day.

I can't see it again,
Nick. Please.

She's dead, Ida.
Believe me when I tell you.

Whether it's now,
tomorrow,

a week from now,
a month from now,

six months from now,
a year from now--

She's dead.

Go on, turn your back.

Go have a cup of coffee
and eggs and bacon.

And, Barry, why don't you
go have yourself a beer?

You turn your back
on all of the others.

Is it because
you know her?

Is that why
you're so concerned?

Those junkies out there

have people
who know them, too,

who love them.

Just walk by like
it doesn't even exist,

like you've done everything
else in your whole life.

No. I'm going to stay
here until she dies,

and nobody's going
to stop me.

No, no, no.

No, no, no.

Put the fucking boat in.

Nobody's going to stop me.

Go on, try to stop me.

Dutch, you're not
going to stop me.

Barry, you're not going
to stop me either.

Go on, try.

Okay, Nick.

It worked.

I'm back in.

You prick.

Nick...

Okay, Nick.

Ida, I-- I'll go alone.

You-- You go on home.

You think I'm going to
let you go to france

with all those girls
there alone?

It's okay

It's all right.

Here we come, you mother...

[whistle]

Marseille is
the oldest city in France.

It dates from 600 B.C.

Shows a population
of 1,200,000.

[car horn honks]

[bells ringing]

[horn blows]

[music plays]

Herman.

Yeah?

Are you sleeping?

Who can sleep?

You thinking about
tomorrow, huh?

No. I'm thinking
about your mother.

[telephone rings]

Hello?

Okay.

Yeah.

Thanks.

Goodbye.

Who's that, your boyfriend?

It was Nick.

He wanted to know
how everything is.

He wished us
a good life.

And it could be
a short one, too.

Oh, you know, Herman...

I've been thinking.

After 35 years...

this may be
the last time

we'll be in a bed
together.

So, Ida...

why waste it?

[honking]

[honking]

[honk honks]

[honk honks]

Hey!

Come on, Herman!

Herman, come on!

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.

Ida don't feel good.

We can't--
we can't go out today.

I'm sorry.

We're leaving Marseille
at 2:30.

We'll pick you up
on the way back.

2:30. Okay,
we'll come out at 2:30.

Everybody,
you have a nice time.

Yeah, I hope she
feels better, too.

Aah!

Aah.

This is for Joey.

Aah!

Aah!

[siren]

[cheering]

You made it.

You made it.

You finally made it.

We had to go--

We had to go shopping.

We did a little
shopping.

We didn't think
you'd ever get here.

I picked up
a few souvenirs--

Four or five things.

4 or 500 things.

I got all mixed up
with the money,

the francs and the marks.

I couldn't figure.

[siren]

[gunshot]

[horn honks]

[siren]

Aah!

[telephone rings]

[coughing]

[gasping]

Hey, what's
the matter with you?

We're going to make
it, okay?

[siren]

Am I going to go through
with the other hits?

Shit, you can do it,mama.

I can't. I don't
like killing people.

You got to, baby.

Don't worry about it.

Everything's
working all right.

I'm not going to do it.

Just take it easy.

Ain't nothing to it.

Killing some pigs.

That's all.

Aren't you scared?

Scared? Fuck, no.
I'm supernigger.

I'm scared.

If you think you got
troubles, nigger.

I lost another
fucking spear.

It cost me 47
box tops.

I saved
for six months.

Shit. Don't tell me
that shit.

Had a gold tip on it
and everything.

Gosh, gee willikers,
Mr. Bumps.

You a ugly bitch
when you cry,
did you know that?

No.

Look at that face.

Oh, my God. I can't.

Oh, don't, please.

I can't do it,
you know.

Oh, my God.

You want to look
like that the rest
of your life?

You be all right,
mama. Don't worry.

Everything's
working out mellow.

Chicago.

Oh, Chicago.

The Windy City.

Yes. Very cold.

[gasps]

[siren]

Everything go okay?

Okay.
All right.

What do you think
happened to Nick?

Best thing is not
to think about it
at all.

It's 12 hours to the
border. Let's go.

Goodbye, Marseille.

[siren]

Sure is an advantage
to having worked
with someone,

isn't it, Nick?

Who else would figure
you'd have the nerve

to head for the nearest
border just like that?

Oh, gee.

I'd have thought
you'd have forgotten

about Damascus
way back in '68.

That's your mistake, Nick.

Somebody inside'd
like to see you,

an old friend of yours.

Why don't you drive
right into the courtyard?

All right.

Hey, listen,
you ought to be very
careful with that thing.

You might hurt yourself.

Right on, brother.

Bonjour, amigo.

Get out
of that car,
s'il vous plait.

Just like old home
week, isn't it?

Well, I guess I owe
you an apology, Nick.

You pulled it off

just like you said
you would.

I got to hand it to you.

Got all your people out.

Oh, come on.
Come on, Nick.

Let me buy you a drink.

Salud.

All right, Nick.

I'll make it nice
and neat.

I've got a little bit of
a hairy situation here.

The French government
is convinced

that our government
was in on it

with the job
you pulled off.

I've been trying
to explain it to them.

They're not buying it
on two counts--

They're convinced
you're one of my men,

and they can't believe
that only seven people

executed a job
like that.

If I were them,
I wouldn't believe
it either.

So the heat's on me,

and I got
to take it off.

I figured out

a nice little deal
for the both of us.

Your part is simple.

All you have to do
is agree with them.

You did have outside
help, but it wasn't us.

We'll make it a large
French syndicate, okay?

Don't worry about
the details.

My people will
make up a story
the French will buy--

Oh, a year of training,

100 or more
people behind you,

unlimited
financial support,

that kind of thing.

Now that'll get
the French off my back,

and then I'll get
off yours,

and that'll also get
you off scot-free...

with a new identity,

passport,

and enough money
in Switzerland

to live for the rest
of your life.

Now, that's not
a bad deal, huh?

Sir, I'm surprised
you could think that,

and I'm surprised
at all the bullshit

you've been handing me.

I mean, you're not worried
about the French government.

You're worried about
the people back home,

and what might happen
hen they get the word

and find out
how easy it was

to pull the whole
thing off.

Some of them might even
want to try it themselves.

Isn't that what
you're worried about?

Okay, you're right.

Well, now,
let's just take a look
at the first hijacking.

Look what that started.

And that's why I didn't
walk into anything.

That's why you
got to keep me alive

to make sure that nobody
finds out the truth

about what really happened.

Okay, Nick. You're
calling the shots.

It's your ball game.

What do you want?
Anarchy?

I want the government to
get off their fucking ass.

All right, Nick.
You got it.

I spoke to Washington
this morning,

and after what
you've done,

they're going to
get off their ass.

Okay, good. And then
I'll come back home,

and I'll tell any story
you want me to tell.

Great, Nick.

But then
the action starts.

Now, look, Nick,
you've got a problem--

you don't hear too well.

I just offered you one
hell of a proposition.

I just offered you one
hell of a proposition.

You want
to turn me down? Okay.

I can kill you, Nick,

and I can come up
with a cover story...

before you're cold.

Yeah...

I guess
you could do that.

You could do that.

A tout a l'heure.