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What are you doing here?

You switched your ruling.

Yes.

You're ruling against theIndian casino expansion?

Yes.

I-- wh--

Well, it's a very complicated issue.

State-- state law--

I don't-- how do state lawsapply to Indian reservation?

Gambling is a state law.

Gambling--

Oh, so you think theydeserve Vegas-style gambling?

They-- yes, I think theydeserve whatever they can get.

Come on, stop being so fucking idealistic.

You're working for the chief, aren't you?

You know Vegas--

Vegas has been lobbying hard.

I'm not-- I'm just--

That half-breed motherfucker!

You sold the chief out to Vegas.

He's setting me up!

He's caught in the middle.

How.

Man, I gotta see him.

Come on. - Hold on.

In a minute.

Fuck.

Hold on a second.

He's busy.

Maybe we can get together some time

and go smoke the peace pipe.

- You really still do that shit?- You'd like it.

- You'd like it. - I'm telling you, you'd like it.

Yeah, well.

- You know. - What?

Can I just see your glasses for a second?

Aw, come on, fuck off.

Are we going?

Come on.

Prick.

Speak.

Well, you know that rumorabout an FBI investigation?

I hear on moccasin telegraph.

Oh, come on, stop thisfucking Indian talk with me.

It's shit.

Come on, we're in a business.

Let's talk, all right?

A friend of mine at Justice tipped me off.

There's a lone undercover agent.

Who?

My own fucking clerk, FBI.

Motherfucker.

I thought maybe you andyour boys could handle it.

It will be done.

Where is he?

I don't know.

I don't know.

Where is he?

Where is he?

They killed her.

She was in the way.

She what?

She was in the way.

She was in the way.

For Christ's sake, I hope nobody saw you.

Now look, about that other matter,

I hope you've handled it.

I can't control the FBI.

My ruling on the expansion isdue in the next couple of days.

- If things heat up too much, - I can't promise you anything.

Trust me.

You have got to get rid of him.

You check him out?

Yeah.

He did a job for our friendsover in the Quad Cities.

You think this is gonna impress him?

He's a white man, man.

Whatever you do is gonna impress him.

Oh.

Oh, yeah.

That's good.

Oh, yeah.

Greetings, white man.

You have big reputation.

Who's the target?

Undercover FBI.

He used to be a clerk for one of our judges.

We went after the guy.

It got fucked up.

Then he's already on the run.

How do you want it done?

Like the wind.

Oh, yeah.

Oh.

Viejo pendejo, how's it going, huh?

Oh, it's good.

Your hair looks good.

The Rogaine's working.

So how's it going?

Everything OK?

It's going good.

Yeah?

Did you see the cabron at the craps table

with the cowboy hat?

Oh, yeah, I--

I saw him.

I think he's OK.

There was no cowboy hat, cabron.

You've been watching the ladies piss.

No, I haven't.

Tell you what.

I'm gonna give you a new assignment.

You got a problem with that?

I got no problems with nothing.

Souvenir?

In case it starts to thaw.

We have deal?

We got deal.

You have to watch the men's bathroom.

All right, OK, boss.

See what you got there.

Hey.

Bye, man.

I trust you.

I trust you.

Like hell.

Hey.

Holy shit.

Beautiful.

Hey.

How you doing, buddy?

Give me the bag.

You have to be kidding.

There's a drunk justcrashed through my sycamore.

So what?

OK, OK.

Give me-- - It's that bar.

Lady, shut up!

It's that bar!

Shut up!

That crap shoot bar.

They drink their disabilitychecks away all night.

I'm checking it.

And you don't do shit.

Get out there and--

Lady, shut up.

I've got your car number.

I'm gonna call them andtell them you ignored me,

and that you sat there with your thumb up your ass.

Shut your mouth.

I've got your car number.

Shut up.

They spend everypenny they have on booze.

Hey, asshole.

Asshole.

Hey.

Asshole.

Hey.

Hey, what are you doing?

What are you doing?

What are you-- hey, give me the bag back.

Hey, give me the--

Get across the street.

Where are you going with that bag?

Shut up.

I said, where are you going with that bag?

Mind your fucking business!

You wanna go to jail?

Up yours!

I'll bet your mother hatesyou, you miscarriage.

You're nothing but a blood clot.

Where's he going?

Car 15, come in.

Car 15, are you there?

Uh, yeah.

Wereceived a 911 call from a woman

on Dry Creek Road.

The woman claims you leftthe scene of an accident

with a black bag. - No, no, no.

That lady, uh-- no.

I'm pursuing possible suspects.

What's your 20, car 15?

Whoo!

I'm on, uh--

Telephone Road, approaching county line.

Dispatch, I'm having problems reading you.

I think there is a problem--

Dispatchto car 15, what's your 20?

Uh, I didn't copy that.

Do you copy?

Um, no, car 15.

But officers are on the scene.

There's another witness asking about you.

Howdy.

I wanna send this cargo to Las Vegas, please.

- OK.- Wait, actually, no, no, no.

Let's do it closer.

29 Palms.

I wanna send it to 29 Palms.

What's your name?

Larry.

OK, Larry, if you fuckthis up, I'll fuck you up.

All right.

Good day.

There's one of them over here now.

Yeah.

I just think if you'll do something

about it, that would be good.

What you doing here?

Loitering.

Why?

Is there a law against it?

Hey.

There's no smoking, Sheriff.

Awful lot of laws.

Yeah.

Look, this ain't no shelter.

I'm just waiting for a bus.

Let's see your ticket.

I haven't bought it yet.

Why not?

Never know what's gonna happen.

If he calls me again, you'llbe in a cell for 48 hours.

Oh my god.

No.

Oh, geez.

Damn it, this is a mess.

Hey.

Hey.

Hey!

Hey.

Get outta there.

That's an authorized area.

Surprise.

Beautiful.

Shit.

Can you send this to 29 Palms, please?

Do you feel any pain?

I don't think so.

Yeah, I don't.

I'm afraid the bullet punctured your prostate.

Now while that will most likely have no effect

on your ability to reproduce--

Good.

No problem with the commander.

I understand.

Uh, no, I'm afraid you don't.

Look, you'll still be ableto do semen unimpeded.

Good, good.

However, I'm afraid the bullet

rendered you impotent.

Impotent?

As I said earlier, thegood news is you'll still

be able to father children.

How the hell do I sire if--

if I can't stick it in?

Well, the semen can easily be extracted

through a medical procedure.

That sounds like fun.

Since your testicles are unaffected,

you will continue to maintaina normal sexual drive.

You people are really something.

I got sperm, and I'm gonna wanna screw,

but you're telling me my dick won't work.

No, we're not saying that at all.

You'll still have full, urinary control.

Get outta here!

Get outta here!

I think that's enough.

Damn, damn, damn, damn.

Have you--

Listen to me!

That half-breed motherfucker!

You live around here?

Have a seat, OK?

In a perfect world, the law isobjective, justice is absolute,

and the truth is unshakable.

But in reality, in the real world,

the law is political, justiceis emotional, and the truth--

the truth is you can't trust anybody.

Never trust anybody.

Never know.

You.

Yeah, I heard about you in the news.

Thought I'd come by, see how you're doing,

find out where my black bag is.

I don't know where it is, and I'm dying.

Hm.

Well, you don't look so bad to me.

Well, look at the machines, read my chart.

I'm dying.

Where's my bag?

A cop took it.

A cop who found me.

I don't believe you.

What do I care?

I'm dying.

Screw you.

Give me.

No, no, no.

It's that one.

The black bag, the blackbag with the thingy on it.

That one.

No, the one you were just touching.

That one right there.

Good boy. - Whoa.

What whoa?

The numbers don't match.

What do you mean the numbers don't match?

The number on your claimcheck and the number on the bag,

they're different numbers.

I'm sorry.

I don't give a fuck about the numbers.

Just give me the bag.

Oh, no, no, no.

No, that-- if they don't match, I--

Hey, just give me my bag.

It's my bag.

Please, I--

Do you wanna fuck around?

No, I don't wanna fuck around.

I'm a police officer.

Give me the bag.

All right.

You can have your bag.

Why are you the way you are?

Why am I the way I am?

God damn it!

Who are you?

Going to Vegas, baby.

Fuck!

Fuck!

Damn it!

Hey, hey.

Give me the keys.

Give me-- give me the keys.

Give me the damn keys!

Get the hell out!

Get out!

Get out!

So do I call the diner and tell them

that I'm going to be late again, or do I

call the mechanic who I still owe money

from the last time my car died?

Stupid.

Could you get a room for me?

Why?

A favor.

Howdy.

Right, thanks.

I'm gonna take a shower.

Come on.

Go around the back.

Let's go.

What are you thinking about?

Lies people tell.

Is your lady friend keeping odd hours, or--

No, she's dead.

It's too late for me to go back to work.

Can I stay here for a while?

Yeah, it's OK.

I won't try anything, I promise.

Fuck me.

Oh, no, no, no.

Is there a problem, lady?

No, sir.

Is this your car?

Yeah.

Whose car is this?

Some guy.

Some guy, huh?

What's his name?

I never asked.

You never asked?

No.

Oh.

Do fellows whose name you don'tknow usually give you things?

Big, shiny things?

No.

You selling pussy?

Excuse me?

You a hooker?

I'm a waitress.

I work at the diner.

No, I know your type.

I sniff you girls out every day.

No, no, no.

Let's see what's inside the bag.

I know, you're probably saying to yourself,

how does he know what's inside the bag?

But I'm trying to find outhow the fuck you got it.

Who are you?

Nobody, OK?

Get on your stomach, nobody, and put

your hands behind your back.

Don't you fucking resist me.

You got a nice ass.

Remind me to do somethingabout that later.

You can't trust anybody.

Iwon't try anything, I promise.

Where is it?

Where's what?

Where is what?

The money!

It's in there.

This look like money to you?

I already got a bag full of books.

I thought it was the money.

I took it, OK?

Took it from where?

From the guy whose car that is!

Fuck!

Yeah, I need a runner.

Stand by, car 15.

Copy.

Your boyfriend bought that car with my money.

It'll take a little whileto find out the info.

In the meantime, you and meare gonna cruise the avenues.

Look, don't you fucking resist me.

You understand?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Get in.

Get in.

You little fucking tramp.

Little fucking tramp.

Where you going?

I'll go tothe casino and try my luck.

Son, you don't have any luck.

Excuse me?

You suck cock.

You a whore?

But you have, right?

Trick here or there just to bide you over,

pay the rent, maybe a phone bill.

I didn't even know what was in that bag

when I took it, all right?

Shut up.

Shut up.

Sit back.

-- You've reached the 29

Palms Sheriff's Department.

If you're trying to reach 911, call 911.

THE TICKET CLERK [ON RECORDING]: Sheriff,

have you found that bag yet?

Hello?

Are you there?

Sheriff?

Medicinal.

Arthritis.

You too, huh?

Now you're under arrest for possession

of a controlled substance.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Tell me where the bag is,and I'll let you out of here.

Don't have it.

Hell, not like it was filledwith money or anything, right?

You're up to something.

And I'm gonna find out just what it is.

Stay away from me, please.

Darling, we are way past the pleasantries.

Don't you fucking resist me.

Get off me!

- Hey! - Get off!

- Don't you fucking resist me!- Stop it!

Stop it!

Just relax.

Just relax. - Ow!

Get off me!

Ah!

You stupid-- oh, yeah?

Get off!

You wanna fight me?

You wanna fight, huh? You like it rough?

Stop it!

Stop it!

OK, yeah.

Fucking bitch.

You little fucking bitch.

Get--

Not a word.

Get off me!

You don't say a word.

Hello?

Hello there.

Are you a cop?

Is there a problem?

Yeah, I'm trying to get to Baker.

Just take this roadnorthwest about three hours.

You'll get there fine.

So you're saying this roadright here, just three hours?

Couldn't be simpler even if it was.

Have a nice day.

Drive safely.

Yeah, I have this map.

I'm just hell with directions, that's all.

Who the fuck are you?

The person whose black bag you have.

I don't have it.

Give me your service revolver.

Slowly.

Better all be there.

Just like I found it.

What is that?

Nothing.

Open the door.

Hey, dumbo, open the fucking door.

Open the fucking door.

Jesus Christ, what are you doing?

Fuck, uncuff her.

Fuck you. Fuck you!

Unlock her.

Fuck you.

Unlock her.

Fuck you.

Let's go.

Are you OK?

Just relax.

I'll get you next time.

You are in trouble, asshole.

Just take the bag and get outta here.

Hand it to me.

Give me the fucking bag, nice and slow.

Going slow.

Hey, the bag.

Put it down.

It's all yours.

Jesus!

Drop the guns!

Drop both of them!

You two, you left me for dead, but I'm Lazarus.

You shot me, you asshole.

You robbed me.

And you, you left me to die.

You'd have done the same thing.

Oh, yeah?

Maybe I will.

Maybe I will do the same thing.

I can't jack off anymore because of you.

Sorry.

You don't care.

I do care.

No, you don't!

Look, just take the bag.

- Don't tell me what to do!

Hey, take it easy.

I am the one who is in charge here.

Not you. Me.

Finally.

Hey!

Hey, that's my car.

My car.

Well, now, this is interesting.

Drop your weapons.

I got you both.

We got you covered, so drop the gun.

- Drop it! - Drop them!

I ain't going anywhere.

Me neither.

Drop the fucking gun! - Yeah!

Drop it!

We may be here a while.

Or I could just shoot you.

I'll shoot the two of you!

Shoot him.

You could do it.

Shoot him, limp dick.

Then you're gonna shoot me.

No, I won't.

Just relax.

Don't shoot me, quick draw.

Watch me.

Watch me.

Listen, I'm gonna put the bag--

right here, OK?

Now just back up over there,and I'm gonna back over here.

Back up.

And whoever wants the bag can have it.

OK?

And whoever wants to shootsomebody, knock yourself out.

What the fuck?

Get lost.

Fucking amateurs.

How you doing?

Just fine.

Just, uh-- taking in the sights here.

Sure is pretty, ain't it?

Sure is.

Now that's an odd place for a suitcase.

Yeah, I noticed that.

Bag just like that one turnedup missing from the bus depot.

Stolen, frankly.

That looks like it right there.

I wonder what all the fuss is about.

Sheriff, there's somethingI have to tell you.

Oh, yeah?

That bag was right there when I pulled up.

He's trying to pull one on me.

See you around.

I'm caught in the middle.

If I am, so are you.

Found the bag.

You wanna explain now?

Can I talk to a lawyer first?

You don't need a lawyer, son.

You need a library card.

Come on.

What the fuck are you doing out here?

How you doing?

I'm a little bit lost here.

I'm trying to find Baker.

Baker, uh-- let's see.

You from around here?

Yeah!

You, over here.

I know this asshole isn't askingyou directions to Baker, is he?

Give me your gun.

Yeah, slow poke.

Give me the keys.

And those stupid glasses,take those stupid glasses off.

Let me see your face.

Yeah, blue eyes, you afucking mystery man, huh?

Asshole.

Let's go.

Don't-- don't-- don't you resist me.

I like men.

I like women.

I like them all.

I'm avant-garde like that.

Fuck you.

Let's go.

I've been looking for you.

Jesus Christ.

Where'd you buy this fucking outfit?

The methadone clinic?

Where is it?

Where's the bag?

Bagjust like that one turned

up missing from the bus depot.

Where's the bag with the money in it?

Where are you going with that bag?

Am I speaking Lithuanian?

Where is it?

Come here, you fuck. Come here.

Found the bag.

Come here, you little fucker.

I'm a police officer.

Give me the bag.

Come here, you little fuck.

You wanna die?

Huh?

- I don't care. - You don't care?

It's all right.

It's OK.

After I kill, you'll care.

You know that, right?

You'll be upset.

Bagjust like that one turned

up missing from the bus depot.

You little fuck!

I'll fuck you up!

Get out.

No, no, no.

You're gonna play a game.

Oh.

You'll play a game, huh?

Where's my shit?

Can you stick this in your mouth?

You want me to do it in the shit pit?

When I was a littlebaby, my father said, you

could be whatever you wanna be.

I wanna be a basketball player, Dad.

- You could be like Dr. J. - If you got into politics,

you could be like Jimmy Carter.

See, but you must've missed that lesson.

Where's my shit?

Let's go.

Fuck me.

Who sent you?

What?

You stole that bag withoutknowing what was inside.

Who are you working for?

Nobody, OK?

Who are you working for?

You gave a little boy $5,000.

He lives in a shack off the highway.

So?

He's my brother!

My mother called me and saidthat you were heading my way,

so I stood by the side of theroad with a broken down car

and a sad luck story, OK?

I can't believe I killed somebody.

He deserved it.

Doesn't make much difference.

I can't eat.

Try not to think about it.

I should go.

What if you made it to your car,

and that bag was full of money?

Cop would have shot me by the side of the road.

Not if he wasn't there.

He was.

Answer the question.

I'd be long gone.

-- You have big reputation.

It's the chief.

-- Who's the target?

Undercover FBI.

He used to be a clerk for one of our judges.

You?

-- We went after the guy.

It got fucked up.

-- How do you want it done?

-- Like the wind.

-- Do you want him to disappear,

or do you want it to be an accident?

-- Long-time tradition.

Crime of passion.

THE HITMAN [ON RECORDING]: Souvenir?

-- Just plant the fingerprints

around the murder scene.

THE HITMAN [ON RECORDING]: Don't worry.

They'll never find the body.

-- Desert hold many secret.

Oh, fuck.

Wait.

If you, uh-- if you're still--

find me.

I got some nasty business totake care of outside of town.

You wouldn't know anythingabout it, would you?

Just trying to straighten out my life.

Where is he?

Get in.

The black bag.

I need it.

You understand?

I understand that you're a dick

in a long line of assholes.

You don't know how long that line is.

Hey!

Not this asshole again.

Kiss my ass!

Don't you move!

Nobody thought I would do that, did they?

The black bag.

I don't have it.

I'll kill you.

You know, you're not thefirst one to tell me that today,

and you're also not the first one that I've

told, basically, to fuck off.

All right, let's go.

Hi.

Your mother called us.

She mentioned a drifter with a bag of money,

and that you didn't show up for work.

She's worried.

And so am I.

Subjugation something.

Damn it.

I'm sorry?

Subjugatio-- the thing thatthe priests do when they have

to squelch their sexual urges.

Sublimation

Sublimation, yes.

Damn, the things thatI've done for that money.

I deserve that money.

Well, um.

I don't have it.

This-- this is your last chance.

My foot! My--

Drive. Drive.

But--

Drive.

My fucking foot-- my foot--

My foot-- my--

my foot is bleeding here.

You're crazy, man.

You're crazy.

Stop.

Wait here.

What are you doing here?

Hey. No, no, wait.

Wait, wait, wait.

I work at the casino.

Get in.

Ow! Goddamn it!

Get the fuck outta here!

What are you doing?

Get outta here, you fucking little twerp!

Motherfucker!

Get off of me, you little twerp!

Motherfucker!

He has you checking up on me!

Listen to me.

Get your ass in that chair.

Hey!

Hey!

What are you doing?

Get the fuck away!

Get the fuck outta here!

Come on, get the fuck outta here.

What are you? A fucking twerp?

Get outta here, you little moron!

Knock it off.

You're an ingrate, you know that?

I taught you everything you fucking know.

Bitch.

Salesman say car seat seven.

No believe.

Cut the Tonto shit.

It is a little tiring.

Gun's not loaded.

That's why I left it for you.

We'll just see about that.

Quit fooling around.

He sold you out, Chief.

Bet you someone outbid you.

Bet you someone outbid you.

Your bosses know about this?

My boss?

This is my fucking boss.

No.

Your bosses at the FBI.

I'm not in the FBI.

What the fuck are staring at, huh, Chief?

Where's the bag?

What? What?

What bag? What bag?

What?

What fucking bag?

I don't know anything about a fucking bag.

You'll leave my mom and brother alone.

That's the deal.

She's got it.

She has it.

OK, OK.

Put the bag down.

Give it to the chief.

I've been watching.

I know what's in there.

Drop it!

Get out! Hey, hey!

Stop it!

Criminal!

Fuck you!

Hey!

Hey, hey, hey.

Oh.

Beautiful.

Can we-- can we have a rational discussion?

Give me a gun.

I gotta shoot something.

Damn.

Empty gun.

What?

Oh, shit!

I'm sorry!

I-- I'm sorry!

You--

I thought it was--

Out.

Now!

The gun was empty, I thought.

Out.

Judge.

Get in front.

For god's sake, Chief, this is madness.

Now!

You goddamn stumble bum,you can't do anything right.

Please, this is madness!

Judge!

Get up front!

Out!

Don't leave me out here.

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

No!

- Get down.

Get down.

Whoa!

Motherfucker!

I can't feel my dick.

Hold on.

Come on, let's get outta here.

See those trees?

Sometimes, lightning hits them.

They catch fire, right?

I don't know.

I remember when I was a kid, I thought it was

probably some sort of a sign.

First, you stealour land and call us savages.

Then you give us alcohol and pity us as drunks.

Now you allow us casinos, butmake us beg for our money.

And you continue to forceus to depend on handouts.

I cannot defeat the blowingwind, so I thought I could

succeed by playing your game.

And my girlfriend?

Why don't we-- let's justclear all this up, all right?

Let's just clear all this up.

Somethings in life you ask for.

Some things get handed to you.

Just have to hope you do the right thing

and hope you find someone you can trust.

Son, you don't have any luck.

I'm just trying to straighten out my life.

What's your name, anyway?