Original subtitles

[TRUMPET PLAYING]

Danny: MY NAME IS TOM VAN ALLEN

OR DANNY PARKER.

I HONESTLY DON'T KNOW ANYMORE.

YOU CAN DECIDE.

YEAH, MAYBE YOU CAN HELP ME, FRIEND.

AS YOU CAN SEE, I DON'T HAVE

A HELL OF A LOT OF TIME LEFT.

YOU CAN DECIDE WHO I AM--

AVENGING ANGEL,

JUDAS ISCARIOT,

LOVING HUSBAND,

PRODIGAL SON,

PRINCE OF DENMARK,

ALL OF THESE?

NONE OF THESE?

YOU DECIDE.

TRUMPET PLAYER,

SPEED FREAK.

SPEED.

THAT'S AS GOOD A PLACE TO START AS ANY.

BUT FIRST, A LITTLE BACKGROUND

ON THE MAD WORLD OF THE TWEEKER.

METHEDRINE WAS FIRST DISTILLED

BY A JAPANESE SCIENTIST BEFORE WORLD WAR II.

HAND IT TO THE JAPANESE.

THEY KNEW A GOOD THING WHEN THEY SAW IT.

THIS GUY'S SO TWEAKED,

HE PROBABLY THINKS HE CAN SURVIVE THIS

WITHOUT A SCRATCH.

MAYBE NOT.

BY SOME ESTIMATES, 2% OF THE JAPANESE POPULATION

HAD A METH PROBLEM AFTER THE WAR.

FACTORY WORKERS, SOLDIERS, PILOTS.

MAYBE THAT'S WHY IT TOOK 2 BOMBS

TO GET 'EM TO SURRENDER.

A NUCLEAR BLAST IS JUST A MINOR NUISANCE

TO A DETERMINED TWEEKER.

IN THE FIFTIES,

THE HOUSEWIVES GOT A HOLD OF IT.

DEXEDRINE, BENZEDRINE, METHEDRINE.

NOW, THAT'S A CLASSIC SPEED FREAK FOR YOU--

SKINNY AND CLEANING HOUSE.

I BET HER POOR HUSBAND NEVER KNEW WHAT HIT HIM

IN THE SACK, EITHER.

THERE ARE EVEN RUMORS THAT ONE OF OUR PRESIDENTS

DABBLED WITH MYSTERIOUS "ENERGY SHOTS."

IMAGINE THAT: A SLAMMER IN THE WHITE HOUSE.

IF IT'S TRUE, I BET OLD KHRUSHCHEV

NEVER GOT A WORD IN EDGEWISE.

BY THE LATE SIXTIES,

THE GOVERNMENT FINALLY CRACKED DOWN

AND SENT THE WHOLE THING UNDERGROUND.

BIKERS CONTROLLED THE MARKET FOR A WHILE.

BUT NOW, ANYONE WITH A BASIC CHEMISTRY KIT

AND THE RIGHT INGREDIENTS CAN COOK IT UP AT HOME.

EVER SEE A LONG-HAIRED, TATTOOED FREAK BUYING UP

ALL THE COLD MEDICINE HE CAN LAY HIS HANDS ON

AT 3:00 IN THE MORNING?

TAKE IT FROM ME

HE DOESN'T HAVE A COLD.

HE'S A COOK.

LOOK IN HIS KITCHEN AND YOU'LL FIND

A WHOLE GROCERY LIST OF UNSAVORY INGREDIENTS:

DRAIN CLEANER, HYDROCHLORIC ACID,

MATCH HEADS FOR RED PHOSPHOROUS,

ETHER, AND OF COURSE, THE COLD MEDICINE.

THAT'S FOR THE EPHEDRINE, SOON TO BECOME METHEDRINE.

THIS GUY'S A REGULAR JULIA CHILD.

PROBLEM IS, I'LL BET EVEN JULIA SCREWS UP

THE BOUILLABAISSE FROM TIME TO TIME.

[GLASS BREAKS]

UH-OH.

Man: WHOO!

[SNORTING]

IT'S NOT RIGHT.

YOU THINK?

SOMETHING'S OFF.

WE CAN DO BETTER.

Kujo: THIS DUDE IN MY C.M.A. MEETING...

RIGHT.

HE, UH, FUCKED MY SISTER.

THAT'S FUCKED.

NO, HE'S, LIKE, A QUANTUM PHYSICIST

OR SOME SHIT LIKE THAT.

AND HE'S TELLING ME ABOUT THIS THING, LIKE,

ABOUT, UM, UNCERTAINTY, RIGHT?

WHERE YOU LOOK AT A MOLECULE, RIGHT,

AND YOU NEVER KNOW WHAT IT'S DOING.

BECAUSE AS YOU LOOK AT IT, IT CHANGES.

IT REACTS. LIKE PEOPLE, RIGHT?

YOU KNOW WHAT I'M SAYING?

YOU WOULDN'T KNOW WHAT I WAS DOING

UNLESS YOU WERE LOOKING AT ME.

MAN, YOU'RE SO FUCKING LOCKED IN,

I COULD CHOKE YOU!

OKAY, SO, ALL RIGHT, HERE'S THE DEAL, MAN...

Danny: SO, THAT'S WHERE I FOUND MYSELF.

NO, I SHOULD CHOOSE MY WORDS MORE WISELY.

THIS IS THE WORLD I SOUGHT OUT.

THE LAND OF THE PERPETUAL NIGHT PARTY.

DAY SWALLOWING NIGHT AND NIGHT SWALLOWING DAY.

THE CRANK COMPRESSING TIME LIKE SOME DIVINE PISTON

ON ITS AWESOME DOWNSTROKE.

WE'VE BEEN AT THIS FOR 3 DAYS.

OR IS IT 4?

TWEEKERS, LOKERS, SLAMMERS,

COMING AND GOING, SWEARING ETERNAL ALLEGIANCE

AND UNDYING LOVE FOR ONE ANOTHER

ONLY TO WAKE UP AFTER THE BINGE

AND REALIZE YOU WOULDN'T WALK ACROSS THE STREET

TO PISS ON ONE OF 'EM IF THEIR HEAD WAS ON FIRE.

3 DAYS...

OR IS IT 4?

I KNOW WHAT YOU'RE THINKING,

BUT DON'T GIVE UP ON ME JUST YET.

JUST WAIT UNTIL I'VE TOLD MY WHOLE STORY.

AND KEEP YOUR EYES OPEN.

NOTHING IS AS IT SEEMS.

WE'RE OUT OF GAK!

WHAT TIME IS IT?

IT'S, LIKE, 12:00.

MIDNIGHT?

OW! AAH!

OH, GOD.

[LAUGHS]

OH...

YOU COOL?

LET'S GO DO IT.

YOU OKAY?

[LAUGHING] YEAH, I--I AM.

I WOULD NOT BE INTO THIS WITHOUT YOU, DUDE.

HOW'D WE GET THIS GIG, ANYWAY?

I DON'T KNOW.

GOT A DEALER IN MIND?

I DO KNOW A GUY, BOBBY.

WHO'S BOBBY? BOBBY'S THIS GUY.

HE'S GOTTA HAVE SOME GOOD STUFF.

WELL, JIMMY THE FINN, LET'S GO SCORE SOME GAK.

[WOMAN MOANING]

Radio announcer: LOVE SONGS OF THE SEVENTIES

ALL DAY, EVERY DAY.

Jimmy: BOBBY?

SHH!

THEY'RE COMIN'.

WHAT?

[WOMAN MOANING LOUDER]

THE SPIDERS, MAN.

BUT I'M READY FOR YOU THIS TIME.

[LAUGHS]

READY FOR YOU.

[LAUGHS]

AAH!

HA HA!

AAH!

YEAH!

HA HA!

YOU THOUGHT YOU COULD FUCK WITH BOBBY, YEAH!

YEAH, YOU THOUGHT YOU COULD FUCK WITH BOBBY!

WITH BOBBY, YOU THOUGHT YOU COULD FUCK!

HA HA! YEAH!

HEY, GOT THAT ASS, BOY!

YEAH! HA HA HA HA!

[MOANING]

WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?

IT'S ME, MAN. IT'S JIMMY.

[SCOFFS]

WHAT CAN I DO FOR YOU?

WELL, LIKE, A COUPLE OF 8 BALLS OUGHT TO DO US.

YOU THINK?

6. 6. [LAUGHS]

[MUFFLED] I CAN'T BREATHE! OH, YOU KNOW WHAT?

DON'T MIND HER. HELP ME!

OH. OH. DON'T-- DON'T MIND HER, MAN.

WILL YOU SHUT THE HELL UP, GODDAMN IT!

YOU KNOW WHAT? I GOT NO VOCATIONAL SKILLS.

WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT FROM ME?!

I GOT NO VOCATIONAL SKILLS!

HEY, MAN, TAKE IT EASY!

WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT FROM ME?!

COME ON, TAKE IT EASY! TAKE IT EASY!

WHAT?

JUST COME ON. LAY OFF THE GIRL.

WHAT?

[WOMAN SOBBING]

WHAT?

WHAT?

WHAT?

[PANTING]

[WHISPERING] Hey...

D-D-DID YOU BRING THE PLASTIC MEN?

I...

DID YOU BRING THE PLASTIC MEN?!

DID YOU BRING THE PLASTIC MEN?!

NO, MAN.

THAT'S JUST YOUR GOOD CRANK TALKIN' THERE, BROTHER.

Jimmy: FUCKIN' COME ON, BOBBY.

BOBBY?

COME ON.

BOBBY?

[LAUGHS]

BOBBY?

BOBBY. THAT RHYMES WITH...

WITH...

WHAT, THAT RHYMES WITH, UH...

UH, S-S...

[HISSING]

HOBBY.

HOBBY.

YEAH.

HOBBY.

HOBBY.

[LAUGHING]

[LAUGHING]

I LIKE THAT.

FUNNY.

BOBBY. HOBBY.

BOBBY, BOBBY, HOBBY.

COUPLE 8 BALLS, HUH?

6.

6. I LIKE THAT. 6. 6.

EXCUSE ME.

I DON'T MEAN TO IMPOSE, BUT I AM THE OCEAN.

[SNIFFLES]

THANKS.

WHAT?

HE'S JUST JUICED. HE WOULDN'T DO NOTHIN'.

OH, SHIT!

Jimmy: IT WAS LIKE OUR OWN PRIVATE--

Danny: SO FAR IN, WE WERE OUT.

[LAUGHS]

HOW DO YOU KNOW YOU'RE DOIN' THE RIGHT THING, FINN?

I DON'T KNOW. LIKE...

PEOPLE AROUND YOU ARE HAPPY, YOU KNOW?

THEY SAY "THANK YOU" AND STUFF, RIGHT?

JUST GO WITH THE FLOW.

YOU KNOW?

[IMITATES BRAKES SCREECHING]

[CHEMICAL BROTHER'S LET FOREVER BE PLAYING]

[INDISTINCT SNORTING, SCREAMING, AND SHOUTING]

* AND HOW DOES IT FEEL LIKE *

* TO WAKE UP IN THE SUN? *

* AND HOW... *

COME ON, BROTHER! POWER CHORD!

HELL, YEAH!

[SINGING INDISTINCTLY]

* AND HOW DOES IT FEEL LIKE *

* TO LET FOREVER BE? *

* AND HOW DOES IT FEEL LIKE *

* TO SPEND A LITTLE LIFETIME *

* SITTING IN THE GUTTER? *

* SCREAM OF SYMPATHY *

Danny: FOR THE PEOPLE THAT DON'T DO DRUGS--

OR JUST DO THEM OCCASIONALLY--

IT'S SOMETHING THAT BECOMES YOUR LIFE,

AND YOU BELONG.

YOU FINALLY HIT BOTTOM, AND YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE,

'CAUSE YOU CAN'T GO ANY LOWER.

WHEN YOU FIND...

A FRIENDSHIP...

THAT YOU WOULDN'T HAVE FOUND ANYWHERE ELSE.

STILL AND ALL...

THERE'S A KIND OF INTIMACY

WITH THOSE THAT CAN GO THE DISTANCE.

SOMETIMES...

YOU SEE THE WORLD SO CLEARLY...

AND YOU KNOW JUST WHAT TO DO...

AND JUST WHEN TO DO IT.

JUST WHAT YOU SHOULD HAVE DONE

AND WHEN YOU SHOULD HAVE DONE IT.

[DRIPS ECHOING]

[RING]

Woman: LOS ANGELES SHERIFF'S DEPARTMENT.

HOW MAY I DIRECT YOUR CALL?

YEAH. C.I. NUMBER DJ6T5KF55.

WHO'S YOUR CONTACT?

[COUGHS] MORGAN AND GARCETTI.

HEY.

YO. GOT A HOT ONE.

YEAH? WELL, YOU GO, MY LITTLE TWEEKER FRIEND.

IF IT'S ALL THE SAME TO YOU, I DON'T WANT TO HAVE

THIS CONVERSATION IN THE MIDDLE OF CRANKVILLE.

[INDISTINCT POLICE RADIO CHATTER]

THIS THE GUY?

IT SPEAKS. YEAH.

BOBBY, HOBBY, LOBBY.

WHAT?

BOBBY OCEAN.

CUT TO THE CHASE, PARKER.

WHAT'S HE HOLDING?

HE'S A TWEEKER, MAN.

DEFINITELY GETS HIGH ON HIS OWN SUPPLY.

HE'S BUGGING, FULL ON--

I SAID, WHAT THE FUCK IS HE HOLDING?

WELL, UH, DEFINITELY A DEALER, UH...

BUT I AM THE OCEAN.

A COUPLE POUNDS, MAYBE MORE.

A MOSSBERG PUMP ON THE FLOOR,

A CHEAP-ASS MAC-12, FULLY LOADED, SAFETY OFF,

AND SOME KNIVES.

ANY COMPANY?

YEAH, THERE'S A MRS. OCEAN.

SHE PROBABLY WON'T GIVE YOU ANY TROUBLE,

BUT WHO KNOWS? COULD BE A BLACK BELT.

SHE WAS OCCUPIED AT THE TIME.

NICE JOB, DOG. LET'S TAKE HIM DOWN.

ALL RIGHT.

Danny: AND THERE WAS A KID.

Morgan: A KID? ARE YOU SURE?

YEAH. PRETTY SURE.

GODDAMN, DOG, YOU ARE ONE OBSERVANT TWEEKER.

THANK YOU.

LEARNED FROM THE BEST.

FUCK.

AND, UH, HE LIKES TO USE A SPEAR GUN, TOO.

SO, DO--DO BE CAREFUL.

WELL, I'M TOUCHED.

FUCK YOU. I'M WORRIED ABOUT THE KID.

YEAH? WELL, IF YOU CARE ABOUT THE KID SO MUCH,

WHY DIDN'T YOU FUCKING DO SOMETHING WHEN YOU WERE THERE?

WANT ME TO DO YOUR PAPERWORK, TOO?

FUCKING MORON.

YOU KNOW WHY YOU DIDN'T DO ANYTHING?

BECAUSE YOU'RE A COCKSUCKING,

LOW-LIFE TWEEKER, THAT'S WHY.

SHITHEAD.

I NEVER NOTICED YOUR EYES WERE HAZEL.

[LAUGHING]

DUDE WILL DO ANYTHING TO TOUCH ME, MAN.

TAKE HIM TO CHIPPENDALES OR SOMETHING.

[INDISTINCT MURMURING]

[WOMAN SOBBING] OH, MY GOD, BOBBY!

WHY ARE YOU LEAVING ME?

DON'T LEAVE US.

OH!

[GRUNTING]

YOU NEED SOME HELP?

TO THINK, I WAS LIVING NEXT TO MISS CONGENIALITY

ALL THIS TIME AND DIDN'T EVEN KNOW IT.

HEY.

YOU LEFT SOME CHINESE- LOOKING SHIT OUT HERE.

OH. OH, THANK YOU.

UH...YEAH.

SORRY I WAS RUDE.

I'M JUST NEW AROUND HERE.

YEAH. NO, IT'S A DANGEROUS NEIGHBORHOOD.

YEAH.

I LIVE ACROSS THE HALL.

MY NAME'S DANNY PARKER.

COLETTE VAUGHN. THANK YOU...

DANNY. OKAY.

Danny: MY NAME IS TOM VAN ALLEN.

I'M A TRUMPET PLAYER.

MY NAME IS TOM VAN ALLEN.

I PLAY THE TRUMPET.

MY NAME IS TOM VAN ALLEN.

I'M A TRUMPET PLAYER.

[PLAYING MOURNFUL MILES DAVIS TUNE]

MMM...

THAT HURTS MY HEART.

WHAT A BEAUTIFUL COMPOSITION.

AND THE PERFORMANCE?

TOM VAN ALLEN IS NOTHING SHORT OF DAZZLING

IN HIS INTERPRETATION OF MILES DAVIS'

HAUNTING, MOODY PIECE.

I THANK YOU.

AND HE HAS A REALLY HOT ASS WITH HARDLY ANY HAIR ON IT.

AGAIN, I THANK YOU.

NO, I WAS TALKING ABOUT MILES.

HMM.

[BOTH LAUGHING]

DON'T.

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF WHEN YOU PLAY?

I JUST...

THINK ABOUT WHAT LIFE WOULD BE LIKE WITHOUT YOU.

[SIGHS]

LET'S SPEND THE NIGHT HERE.

THERE ARE NO MOTELS HERE.

NO, NO.

RIGHT HERE, ON THE BEACH.

COME ON. LET'S DO IT.

[LAUGHING]

MMM...

I GOT US LOST.

WE SHOULD GET GOING.

OKAY, WE'LL STAY.

[SIGHS]

WE'LL STAY.

Morgan: YOU GOTTA TRUST THE SYSTEM.

Danny: I'M JUST SAYING THAT, WELL, LIKE,

I GAVE YOU THIS BOBBY THING.

I--I'VE DONE A LOT OF BUSTS FOR YOU GUYS.

BRO, PUT YOUR CIGARETTE OUT.

WHAT? WE'RE IN CHURCH, MAN.

PUT YOUR CIGARETTE OUT.

IT'S DISRESPECTFUL.

YOU'RE SMOKING IN FRONT OF THE VIRGIN MARY.

WHATEVER.

SO, I WORK HARD.

I HATE WHAT I DO, BUT I'M GOOD AT IT, YOU KNOW?

I'M INDUSTRIOUS.

YES, YOU ARE.

SO--SO--SO, UH,

SO, WHY DOES GARCETTI HATE ME?

COME ON, MAN.

YOU CAN'T TAKE GARCETTI SERIOUSLY.

HE, UH-- HE HATES EVERYONE.

HE DOESN'T EVEN LIKE DOLPHINS.

YOU KNOW THAT?

LOOK, I'M NOT-- I'M NOT KIDDING YOU.

HE DOES.

SERIOUSLY, THE MAN HATES DOLPHINS.

HAVE YOU-- HAVE YOU EVER HEARD OF ANYONE

WHO DOESN'T LIKE A DOLPHIN, HMM?

GARCETTI'S A DOLPHIN HATER.

HEY, BRO.

WHAT'S UP?

HOW YOU DOIN'?

Garcetti: YOU TELL HIM YET?

NO, I WAS GETTING TO IT.

Garcetti: AHH...

WHAT?

YOU KNOW, DANNY, IT REALLY PAINS ME

TO HAVE TO TELL YOU THIS, BUT, UH,

YOU REMEMBER DOMINGO?

THE WETBACK THAT YOU HELPED US PUT AWAY

FOR TRAFFICKING A FEW MONTHS BACK?

YEAH.

WELL, IT TURNS OUT THAT HE'S CONNECTED

TO THE MEXICALI BOYS.

NOW, HIS HOMIES ARE MAKING A LOT OF NOISE

ABOUT HANGING A COLOMBIAN NECKTIE

ON THE RAT.

YOU KNOW WHAT THAT IS, RIGHT?

THEY CUT A HOLE IN YOUR THROAT,

AND THEY PULL YOUR TONGUE OUT THROUGH--

FUCK YOU, GARCETTI!

IT'S INTERESTING, ISN'T IT, DANNY?

YOU HAVE TO TAKE A HIKE, DISAPPEAR,

PROTECT YOURSELF.

YOU'RE NOT GONNA PROTECT ME?

NO. NO. LISTEN.

I DO BUST AFTER BUST FOR YOU GUYS

FOR A SOLID YEAR.

YOU'RE NOTHING WITHOUT ME.

OVER AND OVER AND OVER AGAIN.

AND--AND--AND YOU'RE JUST GONNA CUT ME LOOSE?

YOUR FELONY HAS BEEN DROPPED

TO A MISDEMEANOR.

YOUR SNITCH CARD IS FULL.

I'M GONNA CLEAR IT WITH THE D.A.

AND YOU, MY FRIEND,

YOU'RE GONNA GET LOST

BEFORE DOMINGO FINDS YOU.

NOW, GO.

GET LOST.

[TRUCK HONKING]

[HONKING]

[HONK HONK]

MISTER, I ONLY DEAL IN HIGH-END WEAPONS,

ALL GUARANTEED STOLEN,

ALL TRACEABLE ONLY TO THE ORIGINAL OWNERS.

GLOCK SEMI-AUTOMATIC 9-MILLIMETER--

TENIFER MATTE FINISH, POLYMER GRIP,

FIXED SIGHTS, 4 1/2-INCH BARREL, 22 OUNCES,

DOUBLE-ACTION, AND A 10-ROUND MAGAZINE.

MISTER, I CAN HOOK YOU UP WITH THIS GUN

FOR THE LOW PRICE OF $350, WELL BELOW MARKET VALUE.

MAYBE YOU'RE LOOKIN' FOR SOMETHIN'

WITH A CHROME FINISH.

SOMETHIN' TO IMPRESS THE LADIES.

THIS RIGHT HERE

IS A LLAMA MINI-MAX .38 SUPER AUTO SEMI-AUTOMATIC.

FRESH SATIN CHROME,

BLACK RUBBER GRIP, 3-DOT FIXED SIGHTS,

3 1/2-INCH BARREL, SKELETONIZED HANDLE

WITH AN EXTENDED SLIDE RELEASE,

8-CAPACITY MAGAZINE AND SINGLE ACTION.

MISTER, I WON'T LIE TO YOU. THIS GUN IS NOT THE BOMB.

IT'LL DO THE JOB, BUT IT AIN'T ALL THAT.

THAT'S WHY YOU COULD WALK OUT OF HERE WITH THIS GUN

FOR THE INCREDIBLE LOW PRICE OF $150.

MAYBE YOU'RE LOOKIN' FOR POWER.

WELL, THIS GUN'S GOT MAD POWER, MAD KICK,

AND MAD REPUTATION. THAT'S RIGHT.

IT'S THE SMITH .357 MAGNUM REVOLVER.

RUBBER COMBAT-STYLE GRIPS, FIXED REAR,

RAMP FRONT SIGHTS, 2-INCH BARREL.

WEIGHS IN AT A FEATHER-LIKE 21 OUNCES.

8-SHOT CAPACITY AND DOUBLE ACTION.

MISTER, IF IT'S IMPACT YOU'RE LOOKING FOR,

THE MAGNUM WILL SATISFY ALL YOUR NEEDS.

MISTER, THESE ARE MY GUNS.

ALL SALES ARE FINAL. ALL PRICES ARE NEGOTIABLE.

[LAUGHS] FUCK.

WHERE DO YOU FIND THESE PEOPLE ANYWAY?

THE DEL AMO FASHION MALL...

MOSTLY.

MOSTLY.

WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO TONIGHT?

WHAT AM I GONNA DO? WHAT ARE WE GONNA DO?

WHAT DO YOU WANNA DO?

WHY DO YOU NEED A GUN ANYWAY?

IT'S A DANGEROUS WORLD.

Man, banging on door: YO, YO, YO! OPEN THE DOOR!

Woman: I'M NOT FUCKIN' DRESSED!

YO, MINA! HEY!

Woman: USE YOUR FUCKING KEY!

ARE YOU MAD-DOGGIN' ME, BITCH?

NO, I WAS--I WAS JUST ADMIRING YOUR BOOTS.

DID YOU PURCHASE THEM LOCALLY?

YO, COME ON! I AIN'T GOT ALL FUCKIN' DAY!

OKAY, WELL, NICE TALKING TO YOU.

YEAH, FUCK YOU.

YO, LET'S GO!

COME ON!

HOW MANY FUCKIN' TIMES I GOTTA KNOCK ON THIS DOOR?!

[SLAPPING AND SHOUTING]

YOU GO THROUGH MY SHIT?!

Woman: I DIDN'T.

THEN HOW DID YOU KNOW IT WAS THERE?

FUCKIN' BITCH! WHAT WERE YOU DOING, HUH?

WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU DOING?

WHERE'S MY SHIT, HUH?

I PUT IT THERE? WHAT THE FUCK YOU DOING?

GET OFF ME!

COME HERE!

GET THE FUCK OUTTA HERE!

[COUNTRY MUSIC PLAYS ON RADIO]

BUBBA.

RIDE 'EM, COWBOY.

IT'S A CLASSY TRUCK.

YOU LIKE THAT?

YOU CONSIDER MY PROPOSITION?

GET IN, HOSS.

WE'LL TALK IT OVER.

JIMMY, LISTEN TO ME.

I AM IN DIRE NEED OF SOME CASH.

HEH HEH.

YOU SEE THAT?

THAT IS WHAT I AM TALKING ABOUT.

WHAT?

YOU'RE SMOOTH.

YOU USE WORDS LIKE "DIRE," AND SHIT.

IT'S, LIKE, YOU GOT LANGUAGE SKILLS, SON.

JIMMY.

"I'M IN DIRE NEED OF SOME CASH."

HEH HEH.

LISTEN...

[LAUGHING]

I WANT TO DO A BIG SCORE WITH POOH-BEAR,

AND YOU KNOW ONE OF HIS DEALERS.

THAT GUY YOU WERE TALKING TO, RIGHT?

BIG BILL.

YEAH.

YOU CAN GET A HOLD OF HIM.

YEAH.

I WANT YOU TO HOOK ME UP WITH HIM.

TELL HIM I WANT TO MAKE A DEAL WITH POOH-BEAR.

OKAY. LISTEN TO ME.

REALLY LISTEN TO ME, YOUR FRIEND.

THIS GUY IS--OKAY.

YOU ARE A CIRCLE OF SOMETHING

THAT IS TOTALLY PURE AND FULL OF LIGHT

AND THAT IS TOTALLY SMOOTH

AND IS TOTALLY WONDERFUL, YOU KNOW?

AND HE IS SOMETHING THAT IS--

HE CAN'T EVEN UNDERSTAND HIMSELF.

NO ONE CAN UNDERSTAND IT.

IT'S JUST SOMETHING THAT HAS OVERTAKEN HIM,

AND IT'S NOT EVEN HIM.

IT'S SOMETHING THAT IS ON HIM.

THERE'S NO HIM IN THERE,

AND HE HAS THIS WHOLE THING WITH HIS NOSE, OR WHATEVER.

BUT HE'S GOT THE GAK.

YEAH.

SO, ARE YOU IN?

HELL, YEAH.

FINN'S IN.

WHAT'S THE PLAN?

I GOT A CONNECTION

WHO WANTS TO BUY A QUARTER'S WORTH.

NO, OKAY?

A QUARTER IS NOT EVEN ANYTHING HE'S IN.

THAT'S NOTHING.

A QUARTER OF A MILLION, FINN.

FUCK!

[LAUGHS]

FUCK!

WHAT'S IN IT FOR US?

A 10% FINDER'S FEE.

OH, GOD. OKAY. WHAT IS THAT?

THAT'S, LIKE...

25 GRAND.

HO!

YOU GET 5 JUST FOR THE RIDE.

[LAUGHS]

COME ON, MAN! YOU'RE ROLLIN' WITH THE COUGAR!

COUGAR!

[GROWLS]

FINN, YOU MIGHT AS WELL JUST GET A SIGN

AND PUT IT ON THE BACK OF THE CAR,

BEGGIN' THE COPS TO PULL YOU OVER.

WHAT DO YOU MEAN, LIKE, THROW 'EM OFF?

YEAH, THAT'S WHAT I MEAN.

WHERE THE HELL DOES THIS GUY LIVE ANYWAY?

PALMDALE.

AND, UH, WHY DO THEY CALL HIM "POOH-BEAR"?

DID YOU TELL ME THAT?

IT'S ON ACCOUNT OF HIS NOSE.

YOU'RE GONNA HAVE TO EXPLAIN THAT ONE.

HE DOESN'T HAVE ONE.

[SNORTS]

I'M SURE IT'S ME.

I'M NOT MAKING THE CONNECTION.

YOU KNOW THE WINNIE THE POOH CHARACTER,

THE WAY HE ALWAYS GOT HIS NOSE CAUGHT IN THE HONEY JAR?

WELL, POOH-BEAR DID SO MUCH GAK,

THEY HAD TO CUT HIS NOSE OFF.

NOW HE JUST HAS A PLASTIC ONE.

THEY SAY HE HASN'T SLEPT IN, LIKE, OVER A YEAR.

BULLSHIT.

NO, IT'S TRUE. I'VE NEVER SEEN HIM SLEEP.

SERIOUSLY.

HAVE YOU EVER SEEN QUEEN ELIZABETH SLEEP?

NO.

WHY, IS SHE A TWEEKER?

HA HA!

YES, THAT'S MY POINT.

GET READY, GENTLEMEN!

[WHEEZES] ZAPRUDER!

READY...

AND...

ROLLING.

OSWALD!

READY!

GRASSY KNOLL?

READY.

AND THE UNDENIABLE THIRD SHOOTER?

Third shooter: IT'S A GO.

OKAY, GENTLEMEN. HERE WE GO.

OH! OH, JESUS, LOOK HERE.

HERE COMES THE PRESIDENT NOW.

[BAND MUSIC PLAYS]

Pooh-Bear: LOOK, THAT'S THE PRESIDENT

OF THE UNITED STATES, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN.

HERE HE COMES,

WAVIN' TO THE CROWD. [WHEEZES]

LOOK AT--

LOOK AT THE FIRST LADY.

LOOK AT HER.

SHE'S LOOKING RADIANT AS EVER.

LOVELY.

AS THEY TURN THE CORNER

INTO DEALEY PLAZA.

HERE WE GO, GENTLEMEN.

GET READY.

GET READY!

STEADY!

STEADY!

FIRE! FIRE!

GODDAMN! HA HA HA HA HA!

[MUSIC STOPS]

THAT'S SHOOTIN'.

YEAH.

GOT A FEELIN' THERE'S A PROPOSITION

LOOMIN' HERE, DANNY BOY.

I GOT A GUY, RELIABLE,

WANTS TO BUY A QUARTER'S WORTH.

CRANK, HUH?

UH, NO. GLASS. THE GOOD STUFF.

GLASS.

CAN YOU HANDLE THAT?

MM-HMM.

CAN WE TALK PRICE?

MAKE ME AN OFFER.

HEY, HAVE SOME OF THIS. HAVE A TASTE OF THIS.

OH, NO, I'M GOOD.

COME ON, HAVE A TASTE. IT'S DELICIOUS.

DANNY BOY, HAVE A TASTE.

I'M TELLIN' YOU, IT'S GOOD.

HAVE A TASTE. COME ON.

THERE YOU GO.

FANTASTIC.

SECRET RECIPE.

HOW ABOUT, UH, 14,000 A KILO?

I ONLY DEAL IN U.S. POUNDS.

NONE OF THAT FAGGOT METRIC CRAP.

THAT'S ABOUT--

AROUND 40 POUNDS FOR, UH...

6,000 A POUND.

OKAY.

SO, WE GOT A DEAL.

ANYTHING FOR A DEAR FRIEND.

40 POUNDS

AT 6,000 A POUND.

IF YOU SAY SO.

LISTEN, I DON'T MEAN TO BE RUDE,

BUT I JUST DON'T THINK YOU'RE TAKING ME SERIOUSLY.

I THINK IT'S YOU WHO'S NOT TAKING ME SERIOUS.

I'M JUST HERE TO DO A DEAL.

YEAH, I WELCOMED YOU HERE WITH OPEN ARMS.

I DID.

YOU'RE SITTIN' HERE

LIKE SOME SLICK USED CAR SALESMAN,

TRYIN' TO LOWBALL ME.

I'M NOT TRYING TO LOWBALL YOU.

OH, NOW. I'LL TELL YOU SOMETHIN' ABOUT THE LAST GUY

THAT TRIED TO JAM ME UP.

LOOK, I'M NOT TRYIN' TO JAM YOU UP--

I LOVE THIS GODDAMN STORY. THIS DUDE,

HE SHORTED ME $11, THOUGHT I WOULDN'T COUNT IT

BEFORE I WENT HOME. HE WAS WRONG.

[GIRLFRIEND CHUCKLES]

KNOW WHAT I DID?

I PUT HIS HEAD IN A VISE.

HE'S SCREAMIN' AND HOLLERIN'.

YOU SHOULD'VE HEARD IT.

I CUT THIS GUY'S SKULL OPEN WITH A HACKSAW.

[WHEEZES]

I WAS STARIN' AT THIS BOY'S BRAIN.

I WAS THINKIN', HE DOESN'T NEED THIS THING.

ANYONE STUPID ENOUGH TO TRY TO JAM ME UP

MUST NOT HAVE MUCH USE FOR HIS BRAIN.

SO, I TOOK IT.

I DID. I KEEP IT IN THE FREEZER.

EVERY ONCE IN A WHILE, I CUT OFF A SLICE

AND I MIX IT UP WITH MY--

MY DINNER

OR MY BREAKFAST.

10,000 A POUND.

[WHEEZES]

THANKS FOR YOUR HOSPITALITY.

HEY, HANG ON. 9,000. TAKE IT OR LEAVE IT.

I'LL LEAVE IT.

UH, 8'S AS HIGH AS I GO.

ALL RIGHT. OKAY, 8'S GOOD.

8 SOUNDS GOOD THERE, DANNY BOY.

8'S WHERE I WAS GOING. 8'S MY LUCKY NUMBER.

LOOKS LIKE WE GOT A DEAL. [WHEEZES]

HA HA HA. YOU KNOW, YOU GOT A LOT OF NERVE.

YOU GOT A LOT OF NERVE.

POOH-BEAR LIKES THAT IN A YOUNG MAN.

HEY, HANG ON A SECOND!

WANT TO STAY FOR LUNCH?

HA HA HA!

I GOT YOUR ASS! I'M A DOG!

HA HA! LOOK AT THIS!

ARF! ARF! ARF! I'M A FUCKIN' DOG!

HA HA HA HA HA!

SHIT!

DANNY, CAN I ASK YOU A QUESTION?

SURE.

UM, WHAT DOES JFK STAND FOR?

JOHN FITZGERALD KENNEDY.

AND HE WAS THE PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES?

YEAH.

AND HE WAS KILLED?

THEY ASSASSINATED HIM.

HEY, DANNY.

THANKS FOR NOT LAUGHING AT ME.

* HOLLY CAME FROM MIAMI, F-L-A *

* HITCHHIKED HER WAY ACROSS THE U.S.A... *

ALL RIGHT, HERE'S THE DEAL. MY WIFE'S PIMP KNOWS A GUY

WHO WORKS AT CEDARS-SINAI MEDICAL LAB,

AND HE'S GONNA BE MAKING A VERY SPECIAL DELIVERY

A WEEK FROM THIS FRIDAY.

Jimmy: IS IT DRUGS?

BETTER THAN DRUGS.

IT'S BOB HOPE'S STOOL SPECIMEN.

WE'RE GONNA BOOST IT.

YEAH. MM-HMM.

NOW, WHY IN THE WORLD WOULD YOU WANT TO DO THAT?

SO WE CAN SELL IT.

TO WHO? Nancy: EBAY.

I DON'T KNOW. A COLLECTOR. FUCKIN'-A, IT'S BOB HOPE.

HE'S A FUCKIN' NATIONAL TREASURE.

Kujo: RIGHT. I MEAN, EXACTLY.

OKAY, SO HERE'S THE DEAL.

THIS HERE'S THE LAB, OKAY?

WHAT IS THAT?

OKAY, THIS HERE'S THE LAB.

I MEAN, WHAT KIND OF FUCKIN' DRINK IS THAT?

IT'S A CUBA LIBRE.

WHAT IS THAT? IT'S LIKE RUM AND COKE?

Kujo: DON'T WORRY ABOUT IT. IT'S KIND OF IRRELEVANT.

Jimmy: I GOTTA BE CLEAR ON THE DETAILS.

CAN I TASTE THIS?

NO, YOU CAN'T! PUT THE FUCKIN' LAB DOWN

AND SHUT UP. GODDAMN IT, FOCUS.

AND, DANNY, YOU MIGHT WANT TO GET YOUR DICK OUT OF YOUR HAND,

'CAUSE IF I'M GONNA LET YOU IN ON THIS OPPORTUNITY,

THE LEAST YOU CAN DO IS PAY ATTEN--IT GETS FRUSTRATING.

ALL RIGHT, ALL RIGHT. LET'S FOCUS. HERE WE GO.

ALL RIGHT NOW, THIS HERE, THIS HERE'S THE COURIER.

ALL RIGHT NOW, THIS DUDE MAKES THE DELIVERIES

ON THE NOSE EVERY FRIDAY AT 4 P.M.

THE ALPHA TEAM IS GONNA BE SITUATED

IN THE ELEVATOR, RIGHT? THAT'S DANNY AND CREEPER.

NOW, EVERY ONE OF US IS GONNA BE EQUIPPED

WITH NIGHT-VISION GOGGLES,

POLICE SCANNER, AND 2-WAY RADIOS.

MAN, IT'S GONNA BE BADASS. NUMBER 2 TEAM IS GONNA BE

SITUATED OVER HERE BY THE STAIRWELL.

THAT'S ME AND THAT'S JIMMY. THAT'S YOU.

Nancy: WAIT A SECOND. WHAT ABOUT ME?

NO CHICKS. WHAT?

NO CHICKS. NO CHICKS?

Kujo: ACTUALLY, DO YOU HAVE A DRIVER'S LICENSE?

Nancy: YEAH.

ANYBODY ELSE HERE HAVE A DRIVER'S LICENSE?

Teresa: NO.

SO YOU CAN BE THE GETAWAY CHICK,

OR YOU COULD BE MY, YOU KNOW, FLUFFER. [LAUGHS]

ALL RIGHT. THE ALPHA TEAM IS GONNA FOLLOW THE COURIER

OUT FROM THE ELEVATOR, OKAY?

KUJO MOVING.

NUMBER 2 TEAM IS GONNA CUT THE COURIER OFF

BY THE STAIRWELL, ALL RIGHT? BEFORE HE GETS TO THE LAB.

HYAH!

[SHOUTING]

FACING SUPERIOR NUMBERS

AND AN ARRAY OF HIGH-TECH WEAPONS,

THE COURIER'S GONNA HAVE NO CHOICE BUT TO COMPLY

WITH OUR DEMANDS.

GET OFF IT, FUCKER!

LET GO OF THE SAMPLE! LET GO!

YOU OUTBREAK-LOOKING MOTHERFUCKER! COME ON!

DROP IT, FUCKER!

Man: * BUT SHE NEVER LOST HER HEAD *

* EVEN WHEN SHE WAS GIVING HEAD... *

Kujo: HERE'S THE BEAUTIFUL PART. THE GETAWAY.

BOTH TEAMS ARE GONNA REPEL

RIGHT DOWN THE CENTER OF THE STAIRCASE,

CHANGE CLOTHES, WALK RIGHT OUT THE FRONT DOOR

LIKE NOTHIN' FUCKIN' HAPPENED.

OOF!

AAH!

OOH! AAH! I'M OKAY! I'M OKAY!

UHH!

[SIRENS]

HUH? [DING]

OHH!

DANNY, YOU IN, BUDDY?

I'M GONNA HAVE TO PASS ON THIS ONE.

YOU'RE WHAT?

[CREEPER LAUGHS]

HE'S GONNA PASS.

JIMMY, YOU IN?

Jimmy: NAH,

I'M GOOD.

Kujo: WHAT ARE YOU-- ARE YOU IN OR ARE YOU OUT?

[CRYING]

WHAT ARE YOU DOIN' OUT HERE?

UM, QUINCY.

FUCK.

MY, UH, BOYFRIEND KICKED--

KICKED ME OUT. WHATEVER.

YOU OKAY?

YEAH, THANK YOU.

'NIGHT.

OKAY, GOOD NIGHT.

I'D, UH, INVITE YOU IN, YOU KNOW.

NO, I--

SO WHY DON'T YOU LEAVE THIS GUY?

NOT THAT EASY.

YES, IT IS.

WHAT'S THIS?

HMM.

YOU WERE MARRIED, HUH?

WAS SHE EVERYTHING TO YOU?

YEAH.

THAT'S NICE.

YOU HAVE ANYONE LIKE THAT?

YEAH, I'VE GOT A KID.

SHE'S STAYING WITH MY GRANDMA RIGHT NOW

WHILE I, YOU KNOW, GET ANOTHER JOB.

WELL, LOOK FOR ANOTHER JOB.

SO, WHERE'S QUINCY FIT IN?

I HAD A FEW MEDICAL BILLS.

YOU'LL HAVE A LOT MORE

UNLESS YOU GET RID OF THIS GUY.

YEAH, WELL, I WILL.

ONE WAY OR ANOTHER, I WILL.

Danny: OKAY, BUBBA, WE'RE GOOD.

POOH-BEAR'S IN, AND YOU GOT THE 250,000, RIGHT?

SO, UH, LET'S DO IT.

NOPE.

WHAT NOPE?

I WANT TO DO A SMALL BUY FIRST.

10,000.

CASH ON THE BARREL HEAD.

WE'LL SEE HOW IT GOES.

NO. WHAT THE FUCK YOU TALKIN' ABOUT, 10,000?

YOU SAID THE WHOLE WHACK NOW.

I MEAN, THIS GUY'S READY. I TOLD HIM YOU WERE READY.

HE'S GONNA THINK I'M A LIAR. NO, IT'S GOTTA BE NOW.

I MEAN, WHAT DIFFERENCE DOES IT MAKE?

'CAUSE I DON'T KNOW HIM, AND I DON'T REALLY KNOW YOU...

PARTNER.

WELL, THAT'S DOWNRIGHT INSULTING.

WELL, YOU'LL HAVE TO LIVE WITH THAT.

MY MONEY, MY RISK, MY RULES.

YOU'RE IN A VERY TENUOUS POSITION

ON THE FOOD CHAIN...

HOSS.

HE'S NOT GONNA LIKE THIS. I'LL TAKE IT TO HIM, BUT...

CAN YOU BELIEVE THIS WEASEL-FACED PRICK,

TRYIN' TO PULL THIS OFF WITHOUT US?

MOTHERFUCKER.

HEH.

FUCK.

HEY, DOG. WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE?

JESUS.

FUCKIN' SCARED ME.

SCARED THE SHIT OUTTA ME.

I THOUGHT I WAS IN TROUBLE FOR A SECOND.

AAH! UHH!

QUIT LYIN' TO ME, DOG.

Morgan: DOG, DOG, DOG,

DID YOU REALLY THINK YOU WERE SLICK ENOUGH

TO PULL THIS OFF BY YOURSELF, HUH?

I DON'T KNOW. DID YOU?

I DIDN'T WANT TO DO ANYTHING WITHOUT--

YOU GUYS TOLD ME TO GET LOST, RIGHT?

I WAS JUST TRYING TO DO A GOOD SCORE

SO I COULD GET LOST.

I'M SUPPOSED TO SIT AROUND

TILL DOMINGO KILLS ME? I MEAN, COME ON. REALLY.

PARKER, WHO'S ON THE OTHER END OF THIS?

POOH-BEAR IS HIS NAME. IT'S A NICKNAME.

I DON'T KNOW HIS NAME.

HE'S A COOK AND A DEALER IN PALMDALE.

I'LL JUST...

DO WHATEVER YOU WANT. I'LL CALL THE DUDE,

I'LL TELL HIM IT'S OVER, AND THAT'S IT.

WRONG, PAL. YOU'RE GONNA ROLL OVER ON THESE GUYS.

WHAT ARE YOU TALKIN' ABOUT?

YOU DON'T HAVE A CHOICE.

WE CAN GO FED ON YOUR ASS RIGHT NOW.

ONGOING CRIMINAL CONSPIRACY,

INTENT TO BUY AND DISTRIBUTE

250 Gs WORTH OF CRANK.

WHAT'S THE MANDATORY ON THAT, AL?

10 YEARS, MINIMUM.

YEAH,

AND BELIEVE ME,

WORD WILL GO OUT

THAT YOU ROLLED OVER AND SNITCHED.

Garcetti: AND THAT'S NOT GOOD IN PRISON, DOG.

THAT'S NOT GOOD AT ALL.

Garcetti: HOLLAND DALE MONTY,

A.K.A. POOH-BEAR.

HE SERVED 5 YEARS MANSLAUGHTER

FOR BEATING A PIMP TO DEATH WITH AN ELECTRIC WHEELCHAIR.

THAT SOUNDS RIGHT. WELL, HERE'S THE SCOOP.

LOOKS LIKE YOUR GOOD OL' BOY POOH-BEAR

SCORES DOPE AND CHIPS

OFF OF RIPPIN' OFF OTHER SLINGERS.

SO YOU CAN SEE HOW LUCKY YOU ARE.

OKAY, SO WHAT'S TO STOP HIM FROM JUST DOIN' ME

AS SOON AS I GET IN THE ROOM WITH THE DOUGH?

BECAUSE WE'RE COORDINATING IT

WITH THE PALMDALE P.D.

WELL, THAT MAKES ME FEEL REAL GOOD.

SHUT UP. YOU DON'T NEED TO WORRY ABOUT ANYTHING.

JUST DO WHAT WE TELL YOU.

LISTEN, YOU DO WHAT YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO,

DO IT BY THE BOOK, POOH-BEAR GOES DOWN,

NOBODY GETS HURT.

SO WHAT ABOUT THE OTHER THING?

OH, YEAH, THE MENACING SILVER CAR.

THE LICENSE PLATE. DID YOU CHECK THAT? WHAT ABOUT IT?

BRACE YOURSELF.

DON'T FUCK WITH ME. THE DOMINGO BOYS, RIGHT?

MUCH WORSE THAN THAT.

COME ON, DON'T FUCK WITH ME. WHAT IS IT?

IT'S A TEACHER.

[LAUGHS]

Morgan: THE CAR IS REGISTERED

TO A MRS. NANCY PLUMMER.

SHE'S 57 YEARS OLD!

SHE'S BEEN A THIRD GRADE SCHOOLTEACHER

FOR THE LAST 33 YEARS. [LAUGHS]

UHH!

Morgan: DOG, HAVE YOU BEEN TWEEKIN'

WITH THE HIGHER EDUCATION?

Garcetti: MAN, YOU'RE GETTIN' PARANOID.

YOU BETTER LAY OFF THE GAK.

UHH.

BILLY SAID CLIFF SAID HE SAW YOU DOWNTOWN

A FEW WEEKS AGO.

THAT'S HOW WE TRACKED YOU DOWN.

HE SAID YOU LOOKED SO BAD HE BARELY RECOGNIZED YOU.

BILLY IS A NARCOTICS OFFICER NOW, YOU KNOW.

WE WANT TO HELP YOU.

LOOK, I KNOW THAT EVERYBODY DEALS WITH GRIEF

IN THEIR OWN WAY.

I KNOW HOW HARD IT IS TO FIND CLOSURE.

I--

FOR MYSELF,

I FEEL I HAVE FINALLY FOUND IT IN MY HEART

TO FORGIVE THOSE PEOPLE THAT KILLED MY DAUGHTER.

I GAVE MY GRIEF TO JESUS CHRIST,

AND IT--IT HELPS.

I'M REALLY HAPPY

THAT YOU FOUND SOME PEACE.

THAT'S--THAT'S GOOD.

I WANT YOU TO LEAVE ME ALONE.

DO YOU UNDERSTAND?

LISTEN,

NANCY HAS BEEN COMING DOWNTOWN.

I'VE SEEN HER 3 TIMES, AND IT'S VERY DANGEROUS.

JUST MAKE HER STAY AWAY, OKAY?

TURN AROUND.

LISTEN, MY GUY CHANGED THE DEAL.

I WANT TO TALK TO POOH-BEAR.

Big Bill: I'LL TELL HIM FOR YOU.

Danny: HE CHANGED-- THAT'S HIS.

DON'T SAY A FUCKIN' WORD.

HEY, POOH-BEAR, WHAT'S UP?

HE'S BLUE.

YEAH, WE'RE COMING DOWN

FROM A 10-DAY RIDE, MAN.

Pooh-bear: PULL YOUR PANTS DOWN.

PULL YOUR MOTHERFUCKING PANTS DOWN!

WHAT THE FUCK YOU TALKING ABOUT?

LITTLE BILL.

[LITTLE BILL AND BIG BILL CHUCKLING]

PUT YOUR FUCKIN' HANDS UP.

PUT YOUR FUCKIN' HANDS UP, COME ON.

I TOLD YOU HE'S A GOOD- LOOKING YOUNG MAN.

OH, SHIT.

YOU KNOW,

SOMETIMES A MAN...

WILL DO...

ALMOST ANYTHING

TO...TO GET WHAT HE WANTS.

I'VE DONE SOME THINGS.

INTRODUCE HIM TO CAPTAIN STEUBING.

[GROWLING]

Danny: HEY, NOW, LISTEN.

HEY.

IF WE DON'T HAVE A DEAL, FINE, I'LL JUST GO.

W-W-WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO SAY? I--

CAPTAIN STEUBING HERE, HE AIN'T EATEN

FOR OVER A WEEK. I MEAN, THAT AND THE RABIES

DON'T MAKE FOR A HAPPY BADGER.

NOW, HE THINKS

THAT YOU MIGHT WORK FOR THE POLICE.

WHAT? THAT'S CRAZY. I DON'T WORK FOR--

DON'T ADDRESS ME. I'M NOT THE ONE

MAKING THE ACCUSATIONS.

ADDRESS CAPTAIN STEUBING.

GO AHEAD.

LOOK, THIS--JUST--

CAPTAIN, THIS IS CRAZY.

I DON'T--I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU HEARD,

WHO YOU HEARD IT FROM, BUT, UH,

BUT I--I'M NOT A COP.

I DON'T KNOW IF YOU'VE CHECKED ME OUT.

I DON'T THINK HE BELIEVES YOU.

I GOT--I GOT--

Big Bill: DROP YOUR PACKAGE IN THE CAGE.

THERE'S AN IDEA.

MAYBE PUT YOUR PEE-PEE IN THE HOLE THERE.

I'M NOT GONNA DO THAT. LISTEN--

LET ME GET THIS OUT.

LISTEN-- COME ON.

COME ON, BOY.

Danny: OW!

COME ON, BOY. GODDAMN IT!

COME ON, BOY.

NOW YOU BETTER START TALKING

BECAUSE HE'S COMING FOR YOU!

ALL RIGHT, ALL RIGHT, ALL RIGHT, OKAY,

OKAY, OKAY, OKAY.

IF YOU'RE GONNA SAY SOMETHING,

YOU GOTTA SAY IT NOW! YOU GOTTA SPEAK!

JESUS, JESUS!

OKAY, HEY, HEY, HEY!

IT'S LITTLE BILL, LITTLE BILL.

HE WAS TALKING SHIT ABOUT YOU WHEN I CAME IN.

HE WAS SAYING YOU LOST YOUR EDGE,

THAT HE'S CUTTING YOU OUT.

THAT'S WHY YOU GUYS HAVE HAD TROUBLE LATELY.

I SAW HIM. HE--HE TOOK THE MONEY I BROUGHT YOU.

$10,000. HE WAS TALKING ABOUT HOW YOU'D LOST IT.

POOH-BEAR LOST IT. IT'S IN HIS POCKET.

HE'S CARRYING IT.

HEY, SHUT THE FUCK UP. HE'S LYING.

WHY WOULD I LIE? HE'S GOT YOUR MONEY.

PEOPLE SAY A LOT OF THINGS

WHEN THEY'RE SPORTING BADGER FOOD

FOR A PECKER.

RIGHT.

BUT THEN AGAIN PEOPLE DO A LOT OF THINGS

WHEN THEY'RE AROUND A LOT OF MONEY.

IT AIN'T A BAD IDEA TO CHECK IT OUT.

HEY, NOW, COME ON, POOH. HEY, POOH,

WHAT KIND OF SHIT IS THIS, MAN?

HOW ARE WE GONNA KNOW IF WE DON'T CHECK?

POOH, THIS IS BULLSHIT, MAN.

WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS, HOMES?

LITTLE BILL?

HEY, IT'S NOT WHAT YOU THINK.

IT'S NOT WHAT YOU THINK, POOH.

TELL HIM, MAN. IT'S NOT...

WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?

I MEAN, WHAT WAS THAT?

I DON'T KNOW IF YOU HEARD,

BUT THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A TEST, RIGHT?

10 GRAND-- 10,000 WORTH OF GOOD GLASS,

AND THEN-- AND THEN 250,000.

Little Bill: GOD, GET HIM OFF ME!

YOU GOT TO TAKE IT EASY.

CAN I HAVE A GLASS OF WATER?

I'LL GET YOU SOME WATER.

Little Bill: OH, GOD! POOH, PLEASE! AAH!

OH, GOD! AAH!

DEAR MOTHER OF GOD! BILL! BILL, PLEASE!

HERE YOU ARE.

THANK YOU.

THAT SHIT WASN'T RIGHT.

CAN YOU SHUT HIM UP OVER THERE, PLEASE?!

SHUT UP!

I GOT MY SAMPLE HERE.

I SENSE A LITTLE APPREHENSION.

NO, NO, I JUST, UH--

YOU'RE MAKING ME NERVOUS.

YOU'RE NOT GONNA BACK OUT

ON THIS THING...

ARE YOU? PLEASE DON'T DO THAT.

THAT WOULD SINCERELY HURT...

MY FEELINGS.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

Collette: DANNY?

[POUNDING]

DANNY, ARE YOU HERE?

OH, JESUS.

IF I COULD JUST...

STAND HERE FOR A MOMENT,

I'LL BE FINE.

SURE, SURE, YEAH.

THANK YOU.

THANK YOU.

OH!

WOW, LOOK AT US. WHAT A PAIR, HUH?

CAN I TRY THAT AGAIN?

NO, I CAN'T.

OHH, SHIT.

YOU SHOULD GO.

WHAT'S GOING ON?

THERE'S SOMEONE ELSE.

YES.

IT'S OKAY, YOU KNOW.

OH, BUT I STILL OWE YOU FOR A CUP OF COFFEE.

YOU KNOW, WHENEVER--

NO, WAIT.

DON'T GO.

I WANT TO TALK.

I'M TIRED OF LYING.

Bo: NOW, WHAT YOU WANT TO DO

IS YOU WANT TO GO BACK THE WAY YOU CAME.

YOU MAKE A LEFT AT THE BOTTOM,

AND IT'LL TAKE YOU RIGHT BACK TO THE HIGHWAY.

Danny: THAT'S IT?

DO YOU MIND IF I USE YOUR BATHROOM

BEFORE WE HIT THE ROAD?

OH, YEAH, SURE. YOU JUST, UH,

GO PAST THE TV, TURN RIGHT AT THE CHAIR,

AND IT'LL BE THE FIRST DOOR ON YOUR LEFT.

DO YOU MIND?

JUST MAKE IT FAST.

[DOGS BARKING]

Man: LET'S GO.

[GUNSHOT]

I COULD'VE DONE SOMETHING.

THEY WOULD'VE KILLED YOU, TOO.

I COULD'VE FOUGHT.

I COULD'VE DIED.

I'M DYING NOW.

YOU'RE NOT DYING. YOU'RE RIGHT HERE.

LISTEN.

I WANT TO DO SOMETHING GOOD.

I WANT TO HELP YOU WITH QUINCY.

YOU CAN'T HELP ME WITH QUINCY.

YES, THERE'S SOMETHING I CAN DO.

COME ON.

HERE, TAKE THIS.

I CAN'T TAKE THAT.

NO, IT'S NOT WHAT YOU THINK.

LOOK, THIS IS MY PAGER NUMBER.

YOU TAKE THIS BAG AND HIDE IT

SOMEWHERE YOU KNOW HE CAN'T FIND IT.

WHEN YOU KNOW HE'S GONNA BE THERE FOR A WHILE,

PAGE ME, AND THEN LEAVE THE APARTMENT.

WHY?

I'M GONNA HAVE SOME GUYS COME OVER.

THEY'RE GONNA TAKE CARE OF HIM.

YOU WON'T SEE HIM ANYMORE.

I DON'T WANT TO DO THIS.

IT'S OKAY. THESE GUYS ARE COPS.

I WORK WITH THEM.

LOOK, I MESSED UP EVERYTHING.

YOU CAN FIX THIS.

DO IT FOR YOUR DAUGHTER.

Quincy: YO, MAN, I AIN'T GOT NOTHING!

GET THESE CUFFS OFF ME, MAN!

YOU HAVEN'T EVEN READ ME MY RIGHTS!

YOU FUCKIN' DEAF? I'M FUCKIN' TALKIN' TO YOU!

[CELL PHONE RINGS]

Danny: BUBBA.

Bubba: YES?

YOU GET THE MONEY?

YEP.

OKAY. JUST MAKE SURE YOU COME ALONE

'CAUSE POOH-BEAR DOESN'T LIKE SURPRISES.

I AIN'T AN IDIOT, ASSHOLE.

SEE YOU TONIGHT.

Morgan: OH, A MAN OF FEW WORDS.

Garcetti: WHAT'S UP? YOU NERVOUS?

WITH YOU TWO CLOWNS WATCHING MY BACK?

REMEMBER, MAKE SURE YOU HIT THE FLOOR

WHEN WE COME IN, OKAY? COULD GET UGLY IN THERE.

YEAH, WE DON'T TO ACCIDENTALLY SHOOT YOU OR ANYTHING.

HOW'D IT GO?

YOU TELL ME.

YOU READY TO GO MEET THE TEAM?

WELL, GET IN, HOSS.

ALL RIGHT, FOR THOSE OF YOU WHO DON'T KNOW,

THIS IS TOM VAN ALLEN,

AKA DANNY PARKER.

AROUND A YEAR AGO,

MR. VAN ALLEN'S WIFE WAS MURDERED

IN A METH LAB OUT NEAR THE SALTON SEA.

NO ONE WAS EVER APPREHENDED FOR THE CRIME.

LOCAL AUTHORITIES HAVE ALWAYS ASSUMED

THAT IT WAS A STANDARD HOME INTRUSION

PERPETRATED BY RIVAL DRUG DEALERS.

THAT IS UNTIL TOM HERE TOOK IT UPON HIMSELF

TO CONDUCT A ONE-MAN UNDERCOVER OPERATION,

AT GREAT RISK TO HIS OWN PERSONAL SAFETY.

HE'S A CIVILIAN?

YEAH, HE'S A CIVILIAN.

HOW THE HELL DID YOU PULL THIS OFF?

Bookman: YOU SAID YOU SAW ONE OF

THE PERPETRATORS CROSS IN FRONT OF YOU?

NO, I WAS IN THE BATHROOM. THEY--

WHAT? IN THE HOUSE? WHAT ABOUT THE HOUSE?

IN THE HOUSE.

DID YOU, UH...

SEE HAIR COLOR?

THEY HAD MASKS ON. I DIDN'T SEE.

WELL, FORENSICS FOUND THIS RED HAIR

ON YOUR WIFE'S BODY.

Danny: THAT'S HOW IT STARTED.

WE HAD STOPPED FOR GAS AT THE SALTON SEA.

I HAD SEEN A MAN WITH RED HAIR.

IT WAS THE RING THAT DREW MY ATTENTION.

I KNEW THE RING.

WHAT IS IT?

NOTHING, I...

WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL HIM?

I WANTED TO FIND HIM MYSELF.

I WANTED TO KILL HIM.

SO WHAT ABOUT THE RING?

Danny: IT WAS A COLLEGE RING--

CENTRAL VALLEY,

WHERE MY FATHER ONCE TAUGHT MUSIC.

I TRACKED HIM TO THE L.A. SHERIFF'S DEPARTMENT.

I WOULD'VE KILLED HIM RIGHT THERE,

BUT I HAD TO BE POSITIVE.

AND EVEN IF MORGAN WAS INVOLVED,

I HAD TO BE SURE ABOUT GARCETTI,

SO I BECAME DANNY PARKER.

Garcetti: SON OF A BITCH!

SON OF A BITCH!

WHAT THE FUCK?

I DROPPED MYSELF RIGHT IN THEIR LAPS.

MORGAN.

WELL, WELL.

I WAS A PERFECT RAT.

I DID WHATEVER THEY WANTED.

I GAVE UP WHOEVER THEY ASKED FOR,

BUT I KNEW I HAD TO GO FURTHER.

I HAD TO GET CLOSER.

I NEEDED A BIG BUYER.

IT WOULD BE A PERFECT SET UP,

ONE THAT I KNEW THEY WOULD HIT

EVEN IF THEY DIDN'T INCLUDE ME.

BUT IT NEVER HAPPENED.

THAT'S WHEN HE CALLED ME.

WE HAD ONE OF OUR C.I.s CALL MORGAN AND GARCETTI

WITH AND ANONYMOUS TIP ABOUT THE DEAL.

Garcetti: CAN YOU BELIEVE THIS WEASEL-FACED PRICK

TRYING TO PULL THIS OFF WITHOUT US?

MOTHERFUCKER.

I DUMPED A DUMMY FILE INTO THE SYSTEM.

Morgan: WE GOT THE 411 ON YOUR GOOD OLD BOY.

APPEARS TO BE A MAJOR TRAFFICKER IN TEXAS,

AND HE JUMPED BAIL ON A MURDER CHARGE LAST APRIL.

MURDER, BEAUTIFUL.

PUMPED 57 SLUGS INTO A POLICE INFORMANT.

Bubba: THEY TOOK THE BAIT, AND WE WERE OFF TO THE RACES.

Agent: THIS IS BULLSHIT.

THIS GUY'S A FUCKING RAT.

HOW DO YOU KNOW YOU'RE NOT JUST

JAMMING IT UP THE TRAIL

OF 2 PERFECTLY GOOD COPS?

ALL YOU REALLY HAVE IS ONE RED HAIR.

IT'S STILL YOUR ONLY EVIDENCE.

NOT ANYMORE.

WE TAPPED THESE GUYS' PHONES AND COMPUTERS

AT THE L.A. SHERIFF'S DEPARTMENT.

MORGAN AND GARCETTI HAVE NOT FILED

ONE REPORT ON THIS DEAL.

THEY HAVE NOT COORDINATED WITH THE PALMDALE P.D.

THEY ARE KEEPIN' IT OFF THE BOOKS.

NOW, IT LOOKS LIKE WE GOT THE RIGHT GUYS.

WE'LL FIND OUT FOR SURE TONIGHT.

BUBBA, JESUS, THEY CALLED ME A FUCKIN' RAT.

THEY DON'T BELIEVE ME

ALL YOU GOTTA DO IS GET POOH-BEAR

TO MEET AT THE TROPIC MOTEL.

EVERYTHING'S GONNA WORK OUT FINE, HOSS.

LOOK, UM...

AW, COME ON, NOW.

YOU'RE DOING THE RIGHT THING HERE.

I DON'T SEE YOU HAVE ANY CHOICE.

YOU WOULDN'T HAVE STOOD A CHANCE WITH THOSE BOYS.

I NEED YOU TO DO YOUR PART,

AND I GIVE YOU MY WORD THAT I'LL DO MINE.

I'M COUNTIN' ON YOU.

CATCH.

OHH.

IT'S $10,000.

OOH!

WHAT I WANT YOU TO DO IS WORTH MORE,

BUT IT'S ALL I-- ALL I COULD GET.

NO, YOU ONLY OWE ME 5. THAT'S NOT TILL AFTER

WE CLOSE THE DEAL TONIGHT.

I DON'T WANT YOU TO COME WITH ME.

I WANT YOU TO DO ME A SOLID INSTEAD.

OKAY.

LET ME TELL YOU WHAT IT IS FIRST.

NO, IT DOESN'T MATTER. I'LL DO IT,

AND YOU SURE AS HELL DON'T HAVE TO PAY ME.

WHY?

LIKE, YOU'RE MY BEST FRIEND.

I'D DO ANYTHING FOR YOU.

JIMMY-- WAIT.

LISTEN, LISTEN--

YOU READY? NO, LISTEN--

YOU READY? COME ON, BE READY.

LISTEN-- CHECK THAT OUT.

WHAT IS THAT?

IT'S YOU. SEE?

CHECK IT OUT.

I, LIKE--I DIDN'T HAVE A PICTURE OR NOTHIN',

SO I DESCRIBED YOU TO THE GUY,

BUT HE DID A PRETTY GOOD JOB, RIGHT?

YOU LIKE IT?

IT ROCKS, MAN.

YEAH, SERIOUSLY?

I KNOW IT'S A LITTLE WEIRD.

NO. IT'S ALL RIGHT?

YOU'RE INSANE. OH, MY GOD,

IT'LL BE SO FUCKIN' A-PLUS AFTER TONIGHT.

SERIOUSLY.

WE'RE GONNA LAY OUT LIKE A MILE OF CRANK,

AND YOU START AT THIS END,

AND I'LL START AT THIS END.

JIMMY, JIMMY, JIMMY,

QUIT THAT SHIT.

WHAT?

I QUIT, JIMMY. I JUST--

I CAME OVER HERE TO TELL YOU

I'M GOING STRAIGHT AND TO SAY GOOD-BYE.

WHAT?

WILL YOU SIT DOWN?

LOOK, I'M NOT A DEALER, OKAY?

HEY, HEY, HEY, JUST CHILL.

SERIOUSLY, IT'S OKAY. IT'S OKAY, DANNY.

I'M NOT DANNY!

I'M SORRY. I'M NOT DANNY, OKAY?

ARE YOU LISTENING?

I'M NOT DANNY PARKER.

I BECAME DANNY PARKER. HE'S A RAT.

HE--I--I-- I'M NOT A DEAL.

EVERYTHING I'VE EVER SAID TO YOU IS A LIE.

I'M A RAT. A--A--

I BECAME A RAT FOR A GOOD REASON.

WHAT'S THE REASON?

I CAN'T TELL YOU.

WHY NOT?

WHY NOT?

BECAUSE YOU DON'T TRUST ME.

NO, JIMMY, NO--

NO, YOU DON'T TRUST ME.

EVERYTHING... EVERYTHING...

THAT YOU SAID IS A LIE.

OKAY, RIGHT?

YEAH? AND YOU'RE NOT WHO YOU SAY YOU ARE.

NO.

AND YOU'RE FUCKING LIKE-- WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?

I MEAN, YOU DON'T LIKE ME.

NO, THAT'S NOT IT.

NO, YOU DON'T LIKE ME. THAT'S NOT IT.

THAT'S NOT WHAT I'M SAYING AT ALL.

YOU'RE MY FRIEND. OKAY?

YOU'RE MY ONLY FRIEND.

I WASN'T LYING ABOUT THAT,

BUT ALL OF WHAT I'VE DONE

IS FOR THIS PLAN, OKAY?

IT DIDN'T WORK.

I'M JUST TRYING TO MAKE IT RIGHT.

I...

REALLY NEED YOUR HELP,

BUT I--I UNDERSTAND.

WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO DO?

Danny on Radio: HEY, I'M ON MY LAST SMOKE.

I GOTTA PULL OVER AND GET SOME MORE.

Danny on radio: A PACK OF G.C.P.s.

Cashier: $2.75.

Agent on Radio: THIS IS THE RED TEAM.

WE'RE IN POSITION.

First agent: ALL RIGHT, PEOPLE, HEADS UP.

First agent: HOW YOU DOING, JOE?

COPY. I HAVE A VISUAL.

First agent: OKAY, IT'S ALL YOURS.

KEEP IT SAFE, PLEASE.

IT'S ABOUT A HALF-HOUR TILL KICKOFF.

Morgan: POOH-BEAR NEEDS A LITTLE LANDSCAPING.

HEY.

ANY WORD FROM POOH-BEAR?

YOU OKAY, HOSS?

WHAT IN THE HELL?

UM...

DANNY TOLD ME TO TELL YOU THAT HE WAS SORRY,

AND THAT HE'S WAS GONNA

TAKE CARE OF THINGS HIMSELF.

DAMN.

OUR BOY'S A 97.

WHERE IS BUBBA?

MAYBE HE'S NOT COMIN'.

SHIT.

DANNY, WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOIN'?

WHERE'S THE MONEY?

TELL ME HE'S GOT THE MONEY.

YEAH, OUR FRIENDLY IS DEFINITELY

HANDLING THE CASH.

Garcetti: READY?

LET'S DO IT.

Pooh-Bear: I CAN'T GET LITTLE PIGLETS

OUT OF MY MIND.

GOOD TIME LITTLE PIGLETS.

I THINK OF ONE IN PARTICULAR

WITH CUT-OUT CROTCH PANTIES.

WHAT'S HAPPENING?

HE'S CLEAN, MAN.

IT'S HIGH CARD, BOY.

WE GONNA DO A DEAL?

HIGH CARD WINS, GENTLEMEN.

ON 3, BOYS.

Big Bill: IS THIS ME RIGHT HERE?

3.

I GOT A QUEEN OF DIAMONDS.

SHIT.

Big Bill: SUICIDE KING OF HEARTS.

Skipper: YOU'RE THE MAN.

Big Bill: YES, I AM.

I TAKE A PISS.

ALL RIGHT.

WHAT ARE YOU GUYS PLAYIN'?

Pooh-Bear: HOLE IN THE HEAD.

[MEN LAUGHING]

Pooh Bear: YEP.

DON'T YOU WANT TO PLAY FOR REAL MONEY?

I'M SORRY.

HEY, YOU FUCKIN' ASSHOLE! SKIPPER, GODDAMN IT!

CALM DOWN! GET YOURSELF A BEER.

GET YOURSELF A BEER, BOY!

YOU STUPID MOTHERFUCKER.

[WHEEZES]

HE'S A LITTLE UPSET THERE.

AW, NOW HERE WE GO. LOOK AT THIS.

LOOK AT THIS HERE. GOOD JOB, DANNY.

THAT'S A LOT OF MONEY THERE.

OH, JESUS.

IT'S ENOUGH TO MAKE YOU WEEP.

[DANNY COUGHS]

BILL.

[WHEEZES]

BILL, YOU OUGHT TO COME IN HERE AND SEE THIS!

BILL!

[WHEEZES]

IT'S A HELL OF A LOT OF MONEY!

BILL!

THIS IS REALLY BEAUTIFUL.

AAH!

OH!

OH! HOT DAMN!

AAH! AAH!

[BOTTLES BREAKING]

DAMN IT! SHIT!

HELL.

[WHEEZING]

WHEN ARE YOU GONNA GO AWAY?!

GET!

UHH!

[WHEEZES]

OW!

[POOH-BEAR WHEEZING]

UHH! THAT'S OKAY.

YOU DON'T WANT TO DO THAT.

THAT'S HOW IT'S GONNA BE.

THAT'S HOW. I'M GOIN'.

I'M GOIN'. I COULD BE.

I COULD BE A COWBOY

IF ONLY I HAD HALF A CHANCE!

SHIT!

I'M JUST--

I'M JUST A LITTLE BOY ON A GODDAMN ROCKING HORSE,

THAT'S ALL!

SHIT! GODDAMN!

THAT'S ALL RIGHT, THAT'S ALL RIGHT.

[WHEEZING]

THAT'S OKAY.

I KNOW, I'M JUST A LITTLE BOY.

THAT'S ALL.

[LEARN TO YODEL PLAYS ON STEREO]

THAT'S OKAY.

IT'S HOT, AND I'M FINE.

[WHEEZES]

Instructor on stereo: SOUND BETTER? I HOPE SO.

WHY DON'T YOU TRY THAT ONE AGAIN BY YOURSELVES? READY?

LET'S TRY THE WHOLE THING.

JUST A LITTLE BOY ON A ROCKIN' HORSE!

YEAH. AIN'T NO BIG THING.

[WHEEZES]

NO BIG THING AT ALL.

[INSTRUCTOR ON STEREO YODELING]

Pooh-Bear: OH, I'LL BE ALL RIGHT.

JESUS.

Pooh-Bear: THAT'S ALL.

Instructor on stereo: GET READY, YOUR TURN NOW.

Pooh-Bear: GODDAMN.

ALL CLEAR!

Instructor on stereo: DID WE ALL END

AT THE SAME TIME? [LAUGHS]

[COUGHS]

[COUGHING]

[GASPS]

IT'S OKAY.

IT'S OKAY.

Garcetti: FUCK.

UHH!

DANNY.

AAH! OH!

AAH!

MY NAME IS TOM.

TOM VAN ALLEN.

JESUS! JESUS!

OKAY, OKAY.

WHATEVER YOU SAY. WHATEVER YOU SAY.

WHAT ARE YOU DOIN'?

COME ON, DOG. LOOK--LOOK AT ME AND TALK TO ME.

YOU'RE LOST.

THE SALTON SEA.

YOU'RE IN A BATHROOM.

YOU'RE SHOT IN THE SHOULDER.

YOUR WIFE'S ABOUT TO BE MURDERED

IN THE OTHER ROOM BY 2 THIEVES

WITH SKI MASKS ON.

OH, JESUS.

DO YOU CRAWL OUT AND DIE WITH HER?

DO YOU STAY?

WHAT DO YOU DO?

I DON'T KNOW.

AAH! AAH! UHH!

ANSWER THE QUESTION.

UHH! OH, GOD!

AAH! AAH!

ANSWER THE QUESTION.

I DON'T KNOW! UM--

WHAT DO YOU DO?

OH, JESUS. UH...UM--

DO YOU DIE?

I--

OR DO YOU FIGHT?

UHH! I COULDN'T--

I COULDN'T HAVE KNOWN. I COULDN'T HAVE KNOWN.

I--GOD, I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU WANT ME TO SAY.

I JUST COULDN'T...

HAVE KNOWN.

TELL ME.

ALL RIGHT.

I--I WOULD--

UM--

PLEASE, DON'T DO THIS.

I'M SORRY.

Danny: SHE WAS SO PRECIOUS.

YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE KILLED HER.

I'M SORRY.

YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE DONE THAT.

I DIDN'T KNOW!

YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE DONE THAT.

YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE DONE THAT.

WHAT-- WHAT DO YOU DO?

WHY DID YOU--

UHH!

DOES THAT ANSWER YOUR QUESTION? HUH?

I FIGHT.

I FIGHT, AND I DIE LIKE A MAN.

YOU...

YOU'VE LIVED YOUR LIFE LIKE A PUNK.

YOU'RE A COWARD.

AND NOW YOU'RE GONNA DIE LIKE ONE.

HUH?

SMITH 357.

Kid's voice: RUBBER COMBAT-STYLE GRIPS.

FIXED REAR, RAMP FRONT SIGHTS,

2 INCH BARREL,

WEIGHS IN AT A FEATHER-LIKE 21 OUNCES

AND AN 8-ROUND CAPACITY.

[GUNSHOTS]

OR DID I SAY 9?

WHICH ONE IS IT, MISTER?

8 OR 9?

IT'S A PRETTY BIG FUCKIN' DIFFERENCE IF YOU ASK ME.

IT DOESN'T MATTER.

WHAT?

IT DOESN'T MATTER.

Morgan: IT DOESN'T MATTER.

IT'S TOO LATE.

[CLICK]

8.

UHH!

[GASPS]

[GASPING]

[COCKS GUN]

[MORGAN GASPING]

MY NAME IS TOM VAN ALLEN.

I'M A TRUMPET PLAYER.

NAH.

YOUR NAME'S DANNY PARKER.

YOU'RE A MOTHERFUCKING RAT.

Colette: NO!

[COUGHS] WHAT'S HAPPENING?

WHAT? WHAT'S HAPPENING?

I'LL TELL YOU WHAT'S HAPPENING.

THE FUCKIN' COPS CAME, THEY DIDN'T FIND SHIT.

SEEMS LIKE THEIR FUCKIN' RAT

GAVE THEM THE WRONG INFORMATION.

FUCK WITH THE MEXICALI BOYS,

THAT'S WHAT YOU GET, HOMES.

DOMINGO FIGURED YOU WERE THE ONE

THAT FUCKIN' RATTED ON HIM. GUESS WHAT?

I BROUGHT A FUCKIN' RAT OF MY OWN.

OH!

[CRYING]

COLETTE... YOU SET ME UP?

Quincy: MAN, THAT FUCKIN' BITCH PLAYED YOU

LIKE A SQUEEZE BOX, ROMEO.

THEY'VE GOT MY DAUGHTER.

Quincy: MAN, YOU KNOW WHAT?

SHE HAD NO FUCKIN' CHOICE, MAN.

SHE TOOK A GOOD FUCKIN' BEATING FOR YOU, ESE.

I'VE SEEN FUCKIN' MEN CRACK

AFTER HALF OF THAT SHIT.

I'M SO SORRY.

Quincy: ONE TOUGH BITCH YOU GOT THERE, HUH?

IT'S OKAY.

I'M SO SORRY.

IT'S OKAY. IT'S OKAY.

Quincy: LET'S GO.

Quincy: LET'S GO!

Colette: I'M SORRY.

Quincy: LET HIM BURN, BITCH.

AAH!

UHH!

[DANNY PLAYING TRUMPET]

Danny: SO WHO AM I?

WHO AM I AFTER ALL IS SAID AND DONE?

TOM VAN ALLEN OR DANNY PARKER?

AVENGING ANGEL OR PLAIN OLD JUDAS?

I DON'T KNOW.

YOU DECIDE.

I'M TOO TIRED.

YOU DECIDE.

OH, SHIT, WHAT IS THIS?

AM I DEAD?

LINOLEUM?

THIS MUST BE HELL.

OH, NO, WHAT A CLICHE.

WELL, I'VE HAD SOME TIME TO THINK ABOUT IT,

AND IT'S PRETTY SIMPLE, AFTER ALL.

I THINK IT'S LIKE THE MAN SAID,

"MAN IS THE MEASURE OF ALL THINGS."

I SHOULD KNOW. I RAN THE GAMUT.

TOM VAN ALLEN GOT HIS REVENGE.

GOOD FOR TOM.

AND DANNY PARKER?

HE GOT GUT-SHOT FOR BEING A LOW-LIFE RAT.

THAT SUCKS FOR HIM.

BUT AS FAR AS I'M CONCERNED, THEY'RE BOTH DEAD.

SO WHO'S THIS GUY?

TO TELL YOU THE TRUTH, I STILL DON'T KNOW.

BUT I LIKE HIS CHANCES.

I REALLY LIKE HIS CHANCES.

[TANTRIC PERFORMS MOURNING]

* IS THERE SOMETHING THAT YOU'RE TRYING TO SAY *

* DON'T HOLD BACK NOW *

* IT'S BEEN A LONG TIME SINCE I FELT THIS WAY *

* SO DON'T HOLD BACK NOW *

* I PURPOSELY FORGOT ABOUT *

* LOVING ANYONE *

* 'CAUSE I'M THE ONLY ONE WHO HAS *

* WHO HAS BEEN STEPPED UPON *

* IS THERE SOMETHING THAT YOU'RE TRYING TO SAY *

* 'CAUSE I CAN TAKE IT *

* 'CAUSE I GREW UP A MAN THIS WAY *

* AND IF I'M HURT, I'LL SHAKE IT *

* I'LL CRAWL BACK INTO MY CAVE *

* THAT'S HOW I'LL MAKE IT *

* 'CAUSE OUT OF ALL THIS HURT WE HAVE *

* BEAUTY THUS BECOME *

* BEAUTY THUS BECOME *

* IN THE MOURNING, I CAN SEE THE SIGHTS *

* NO WONDER I COULD NEVER KEEP YOU SATISFIED *

* IN THE MOURNING, I CAN SEE INSIDE *

* MYSELF AND ALL THE THINGS THAT YOU WERE TRYING TO HIDE *

* IN THE MOURNING, I CAN SEE THE SIGHTS *

* NO WONDER I COULD NEVER KEEP YOU SATISFIED *

* IN THE MOURNING, I CAN SEE INSIDE *

* MYSELF AND ALL THE THINGS THAT YOU WERE TRYING TO HIDE *

* WISHING ALL THE BEST FOR YOU *

* AND NOW I'LL SAY GOOD-BYE *

* 'CAUSE ALL THE SHIT THAT WE'VE BEEN THROUGH *

* PUT WISDOM IN MY EYES *

* SO WALK AWAY, DON'T TURN AROUND *

* 'CAUSE I WON'T BE STANDING HERE *

* 'CAUSE ALL THE LIES I'VE BEEN LIVING THROUGH *

* ARE BECOMING VERY CLEAR *

* AND BEAUTY THUS BECOME *

* OH, YEAH *

* IN THE MOURNING, I CAN SEE THE SIGHTS *

* NO WONDER I COULD NEVER KEEP YOU SATISFIED *

* IN THE MOURNING, I CAN SEE INSIDE *

* MYSELF AND ALL THE THINGS THAT YOU WERE TRYING TO HIDE *

* IN THE MOURNING, I CAN SEE THE SIGHTS *

* NO WONDER I COULD NEVER KEEP YOU SATISFIED *

* IN THE MOURNING, I CAN SEE INSIDE *

* MYSELF AND ALL THE THINGS THAT YOU WERE TRYING TO HIDE *

* THEN YOU CONNED ME INTO THINKING *

* THAT ALL I HAD WAS YOU *

* THE SMALL INSINUATIONS *

* WERE CUTTING ME THROUGH, WERE CUTTING ME THROUGH *

* AND NOW I STAND ALONE HERE *

* STRONGER THAN BEFORE *

* AND I'LL NEVER GO BACK, NEVER GO BACK *

* NEVER GO *

* OH, NO *

* IN THE MOURNING, I CAN SEE THE SIGHTS *

* NO WONDER I COULD NEVER KEEP YOU SATISFIED *

* IN THE MOURNING, I CAN SEE INSIDE *

* MYSELF AND ALL THE THINGS THAT YOU WERE TRYING TO HIDE *

* IN THE MOURNING, I CAN SEE THE SIGHTS *

* NO WONDER I COULD NEVER KEEP YOU SATISFIED *

* IN THE MOURNING, I CAN SEE INSIDE *

* MYSELF AND ALL THE THINGS THAT YOU WERE TRYING TO HIDE *

* IN THE MOURNING, I CAN SEE THE SIGHTS *

* NO WONDER I COULD NEVER KEEP YOU SATISFIED *

* IN THE MOURNING, I CAN SEE INSIDE *

* MYSELF AND ALL THE THINGS THAT YOU WERE TRYING TO HIDE *

[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC BEGINS]