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'She shivers in the wind like the last leaf on a dying tree. | 0:00:31 | 0:00:34 | |
'I let her hear my footsteps. | 0:00:38 | 0:00:41 | |
'She only goes stiff for a moment.' | 0:00:43 | 0:00:45 | |
Care for a smoke? | 0:00:45 | 0:00:48 | |
Sure. I'll take one. | 0:00:50 | 0:00:54 | |
Are you as bored by that crowd as I am? | 0:00:54 | 0:00:57 | |
I didn't come here for the party. | 0:00:57 | 0:00:59 | |
I came here for you. | 0:01:00 | 0:01:02 | |
I've watched you for days. | 0:01:03 | 0:01:05 | |
You're everything a man could ever want. | 0:01:06 | 0:01:09 | |
It's not just your face, | 0:01:11 | 0:01:13 | |
your... figure or your voice. | 0:01:13 | 0:01:18 | |
It's your eyes. | 0:01:21 | 0:01:23 | |
All the things I see in your eyes. | 0:01:23 | 0:01:26 | |
What is it you see in my eyes? | 0:01:29 | 0:01:32 | |
I see a crazy calm. | 0:01:36 | 0:01:38 | |
You're sick of running. | 0:01:40 | 0:01:43 | |
You're ready to face what you have to face, | 0:01:45 | 0:01:47 | |
but you don't want to face it alone. | 0:01:47 | 0:01:49 | |
No. I don't want to face it alone. | 0:01:51 | 0:01:55 | |
'The wind rises electric. She's soft and warm and almost weightless. | 0:02:03 | 0:02:09 | |
'Her perfume a sweet promise that brings tears to my eyes. | 0:02:09 | 0:02:13 | |
'I tell her that everything will be all right. | 0:02:13 | 0:02:17 | |
'That I'll save her from whatever she's scared of | 0:02:17 | 0:02:21 | |
'and take her far, far away. | 0:02:21 | 0:02:23 | |
'I tell her I love her. | 0:02:26 | 0:02:29 | |
'The silencer makes a whisper of the gunshot. | 0:02:33 | 0:02:36 | |
'I hold her close until she's gone. | 0:02:38 | 0:02:41 | |
'I'll never know what she was running from. | 0:02:43 | 0:02:46 | |
'I'll cash her cheque in the morning.' | 0:02:48 | 0:02:51 | |
'Just one hour to go. My last day on the job. | 0:04:40 | 0:04:43 | |
'Early retirement. Not my idea. Doctor's orders. | 0:04:43 | 0:04:48 | |
'Heart condition. "Angina", he calls it. | 0:04:48 | 0:04:51 | |
'I'm polishing my badge, getting used to the idea of saying goodbye to it. | 0:04:51 | 0:04:56 | |
'It and the 30-odd years of protecting and serving and tears | 0:04:56 | 0:05:01 | |
'and blood and terror and triumph it represents. | 0:05:01 | 0:05:04 | |
'I'm thinking about Eileen's slow smile, | 0:05:04 | 0:05:07 | |
'about the thick fat steak she picked up at the butcher's today. | 0:05:07 | 0:05:11 | |
'And I'm thinking about the one loose end I haven't tied up. | 0:05:11 | 0:05:15 | |
'The young girl who's out there somewhere, | 0:05:15 | 0:05:18 | |
'helpless in the hands of a drooling lunatic.' | 0:05:18 | 0:05:20 | |
Dammit, Hartigan. I won't let you do this. | 0:05:25 | 0:05:27 | |
You're gonna get yourself killed. You'll get us both killed. | 0:05:27 | 0:05:31 | |
-I won't let you. -Let go of my coat, Bob. | 0:05:31 | 0:05:34 | |
You're draggin' me down with you. I'm your partner. | 0:05:34 | 0:05:37 | |
They can kill me, too. Ain't puttin' up with that. | 0:05:37 | 0:05:40 | |
I'm gettin' on the horn and calling for backup. | 0:05:40 | 0:05:43 | |
Sure, we'll just wait | 0:05:43 | 0:05:45 | |
while that Roark brat gets his thrills with victim number four. | 0:05:45 | 0:05:49 | |
Victim number four. Nancy Callahan, age 11. | 0:05:49 | 0:05:53 | |
She'll be raped and slashed to ribbons | 0:05:53 | 0:05:56 | |
and that backup that we're waiting on will happen to show up | 0:05:56 | 0:06:00 | |
just late enough for Roark to get back to his US Senator daddy. | 0:06:00 | 0:06:04 | |
Take a deep breath, Hartigan. | 0:06:04 | 0:06:07 | |
Settle down and think straight. | 0:06:07 | 0:06:09 | |
You're pushing 60 and you got a bum ticker. | 0:06:09 | 0:06:13 | |
You ain't saving anyone. | 0:06:13 | 0:06:15 | |
You got a great attitude, Bob. | 0:06:16 | 0:06:19 | |
Real credit to the force, you are. | 0:06:19 | 0:06:21 | |
Eileen's at home waiting for you. | 0:06:21 | 0:06:24 | |
Think about Eileen. | 0:06:24 | 0:06:27 | |
Heck, Bob. | 0:06:29 | 0:06:31 | |
-Maybe you are right. -I'm glad to hear you're finally talking sense. | 0:06:33 | 0:06:37 | |
'Hell of a way to end a partnership. | 0:06:39 | 0:06:41 | |
'Hell of a way to start my retirement. | 0:06:41 | 0:06:44 | |
'Nancy Callahan, age 11. For all I know, she's dead already.' | 0:06:44 | 0:06:49 | |
You've been a very good girl, Nancy. | 0:06:51 | 0:06:54 | |
You've been very quiet. Don't be scared. | 0:06:54 | 0:06:58 | |
We're going to be taking you home really soon. | 0:06:58 | 0:07:01 | |
But first... we're going to introduce you to somebody. | 0:07:01 | 0:07:05 | |
He's a very nice man. | 0:07:05 | 0:07:07 | |
'Halfway to the warehouse, where Weevil said they took her, it hits. | 0:07:09 | 0:07:13 | |
'Wicked spot of indigestion. | 0:07:13 | 0:07:15 | |
'At least that's what I pray it is.' | 0:07:15 | 0:07:18 | |
..the most light-hearted and momentary digression, | 0:07:18 | 0:07:21 | |
the briefest indulgent in automotive pleasure. | 0:07:21 | 0:07:24 | |
For cheap thrills. Such short-lived durability, Mr Shlubb. | 0:07:24 | 0:07:27 | |
You would risk engendering an ill will on the part of our employers... | 0:07:27 | 0:07:32 | |
'Burt Shlubb and Douglas Klump, | 0:07:32 | 0:07:34 | |
'two any-dirty-job-there-is thugs with delusions of eloquence.' | 0:07:34 | 0:07:38 | |
This Jaguar you so pinheadedly covert | 0:07:38 | 0:07:41 | |
temporarily remanded to our custody, | 0:07:41 | 0:07:44 | |
remains the property of the son of Senator Roark. | 0:07:44 | 0:07:47 | |
'Gotta keep this quiet. Take 'em down fast.' | 0:07:47 | 0:07:50 | |
A single dent, the merest scratch | 0:07:50 | 0:07:52 | |
the consequences of which I recently made mention | 0:07:52 | 0:07:55 | |
shall surely be afford us. | 0:07:55 | 0:07:58 | |
HE GROANS | 0:08:04 | 0:08:07 | |
'Catch your breath. Give your heart time to slow down. | 0:08:07 | 0:08:10 | |
'But it won't slow down. | 0:08:10 | 0:08:12 | |
'Get over it. | 0:08:14 | 0:08:17 | |
'She needs you.' | 0:08:17 | 0:08:19 | |
We're all done here, Benny. Let's give them some time together. | 0:08:19 | 0:08:22 | |
-Give them some privacy. -Be with you in a minute, Lenny. | 0:08:22 | 0:08:26 | |
I'm just making sure they get along. | 0:08:26 | 0:08:28 | |
What kind of beast couldn't get along | 0:08:28 | 0:08:30 | |
with a precious little girl like this? | 0:08:30 | 0:08:34 | |
You must be awfully scared now. But you've got nothing to be scared of. | 0:08:34 | 0:08:39 | |
All we're gonna do is have a nice, little talk. | 0:08:41 | 0:08:44 | |
That's all. | 0:08:44 | 0:08:46 | |
Just a nice talk, just you and me. | 0:08:46 | 0:08:49 | |
SHE WHIMPERS | 0:08:49 | 0:08:51 | |
Don't you cry now. | 0:08:51 | 0:08:53 | |
'Doctor said it would be like this. Just take the pill he gave you. | 0:08:53 | 0:08:57 | |
'No need to play it quiet. Not any more. | 0:09:05 | 0:09:09 | |
'Breathe steady, old man. Prove you're not completely useless. | 0:09:11 | 0:09:15 | |
'What the hell. Go out with a bang. | 0:09:15 | 0:09:17 | |
'He likes to hear them scream. | 0:09:17 | 0:09:19 | |
'I've seen his victims and their twisted little faces, | 0:09:19 | 0:09:22 | |
all wide-mouthed and bug-eyed, frozen in their last moment of living. | 0:09:22 | 0:09:27 | |
'No screams. Either I'm just in time or I'm way too late.' | 0:09:27 | 0:09:31 | |
'It's nothing. Barely a flesh wound. On your feet, old man.' | 0:09:41 | 0:09:45 | |
Roark! Give it up. | 0:09:51 | 0:09:54 | |
Let the girl go. | 0:09:54 | 0:09:56 | |
You can't do a goddamn thing to me, Hartigan. | 0:09:56 | 0:09:58 | |
You know who I am. You know who my father is! | 0:09:58 | 0:10:03 | |
You can't touch me, you piece-of-shit cop! | 0:10:03 | 0:10:05 | |
Look at you. You can't even lift that cannon you're carrying. | 0:10:06 | 0:10:10 | |
Sure I can. | 0:10:11 | 0:10:14 | |
Aaaagh! | 0:10:14 | 0:10:16 | |
Cover your eyes, Nancy. I don't want you watching this. | 0:10:20 | 0:10:23 | |
I mean it, baby. Cover your eyes right now. | 0:10:23 | 0:10:25 | |
'I take his weapons away.' | 0:10:28 | 0:10:31 | |
Aaaargh! | 0:10:31 | 0:10:32 | |
'Both of them.' | 0:10:32 | 0:10:34 | |
Aaaaarrgh! | 0:10:34 | 0:10:36 | |
'Hell of a way to end a partnership.' | 0:10:44 | 0:10:46 | |
For God's sakes, don't make it any worse. | 0:10:46 | 0:10:50 | |
-Don't make me kill ya. -I'm doing fine, Bob. | 0:10:50 | 0:10:54 | |
Never better. | 0:10:54 | 0:10:57 | |
ROARK GASPS IN AGONY | 0:10:57 | 0:10:58 | |
Ready to kick your ass. | 0:10:58 | 0:11:00 | |
'Keep him talking. Buy time. | 0:11:00 | 0:11:03 | |
'Just a few more minutes till the backup gets here.' | 0:11:03 | 0:11:06 | |
Sit down and stay down. I'll kill you if I have to. | 0:11:06 | 0:11:10 | |
'Keep his mind off the girl. Skinny little Nancy. | 0:11:10 | 0:11:13 | |
'Can't kill her once the backup gets here. | 0:11:13 | 0:11:15 | |
-Run home, Nancy. Run for your life. -Hey. | 0:11:15 | 0:11:19 | |
-Don't listen to him, he's a crazy man. -A tough man you are, huh? | 0:11:19 | 0:11:22 | |
You stay right where you're at. | 0:11:22 | 0:11:23 | |
You shoot your partner in the back, | 0:11:23 | 0:11:26 | |
then you try to scare a little girl. | 0:11:26 | 0:11:28 | |
Later I'll pull my spare rod, | 0:11:28 | 0:11:30 | |
plug you a couple of times, show you how it's done. | 0:11:30 | 0:11:33 | |
Could have worked something out but you've blown it. Sit down | 0:11:33 | 0:11:36 | |
or I'll blast you in half. | 0:11:36 | 0:11:38 | |
You're so slow you'll never stop me. | 0:11:38 | 0:11:40 | |
-Sit down! -You'll never be able to stop me. | 0:11:40 | 0:11:44 | |
SCREAMS | 0:11:44 | 0:11:46 | |
'I finally sit down, just like he told me to. | 0:11:52 | 0:11:56 | |
'The sirens are close now. She'll be safe.' | 0:11:57 | 0:12:01 | |
SIRENS DISTANT IN BACKGROUND | 0:12:04 | 0:12:07 | |
'Things go dark. I don't mind much. | 0:12:10 | 0:12:14 | |
'Getting sleepy. | 0:12:14 | 0:12:17 | |
'It's OK. She'll be safe. | 0:12:17 | 0:12:20 | |
'An old man dies, a little girl lives. | 0:12:20 | 0:12:25 | |
'Fair trade.' | 0:12:25 | 0:12:27 | |
'The night is hot as hell. | 0:12:33 | 0:12:35 | |
'It's a lousy room in a lousy part of a lousy town. | 0:12:35 | 0:12:38 | |
'I'm staring at a goddess. | 0:12:38 | 0:12:41 | |
'She's telling me she wants me. | 0:12:41 | 0:12:44 | |
'I'm not gonna waste another second wondering how I've gotten so lucky.' | 0:12:44 | 0:12:48 | |
I want you. | 0:12:48 | 0:12:49 | |
'She smells like angels ought to smell. | 0:12:51 | 0:12:56 | |
'The perfect woman. | 0:12:58 | 0:13:00 | |
'The goddess.' | 0:13:04 | 0:13:07 | |
I need you. | 0:13:11 | 0:13:12 | |
'Goldie. She says her name is Goldie.' | 0:13:14 | 0:13:18 | |
'Three hours later and my head's feeling several sizes too big, | 0:13:26 | 0:13:30 | |
'and that cold thing happens to my stomach, | 0:13:30 | 0:13:33 | |
'and I realise Goldie's dead. | 0:13:33 | 0:13:35 | |
'Not a mark on her. | 0:13:35 | 0:13:37 | |
'You'd have to check her pulse to notice those perfect breasts | 0:13:37 | 0:13:40 | |
'aren't moving like they would if she was breathing. | 0:13:40 | 0:13:43 | |
'She was murdered and I was right here when it happened, | 0:13:43 | 0:13:46 | |
'lying next to her, stone-drunk just like she was. | 0:13:46 | 0:13:50 | |
'Dammit, Goldie. Who were you and who wanted you dead? | 0:13:50 | 0:13:54 | |
'Who were you, besides an angel of mercy | 0:13:54 | 0:13:57 | |
'giving a two-time loser like me the night of his life? | 0:13:57 | 0:14:00 | |
'It sure as hell wasn't my looks. | 0:14:00 | 0:14:03 | |
'So, why the sleazy saloon? | 0:14:03 | 0:14:05 | |
'Why the kindness, Goldie?' | 0:14:05 | 0:14:08 | |
SIRENS WAIL | 0:14:08 | 0:14:10 | |
'Cops. They're telling me too much. | 0:14:10 | 0:14:13 | |
'Showing up before anybody but me and the killer | 0:14:13 | 0:14:16 | |
'could know there's been a murder. Somebody paid well for this frame. | 0:14:16 | 0:14:20 | |
'No reason at all to play it quiet. | 0:14:21 | 0:14:24 | |
'No reason to play it any way but my way.' | 0:14:24 | 0:14:27 | |
Whoever killed you is going to pay, Goldie. | 0:14:31 | 0:14:34 | |
KNOCKING | 0:14:38 | 0:14:39 | |
-< -Open up! Police! | 0:14:39 | 0:14:40 | |
I'll be right out. | 0:14:40 | 0:14:42 | |
GUNFIRE | 0:14:48 | 0:14:54 | |
SIRENS WAIL | 0:15:02 | 0:15:06 | |
'I don't know why you died, Goldie. | 0:15:10 | 0:15:15 | |
'I don't know why and I don't know how. | 0:15:15 | 0:15:17 | |
'I never even met you before tonight but you were a friend and more | 0:15:17 | 0:15:21 | |
'when I needed one, and when I find out who did it, | 0:15:21 | 0:15:26 | |
'it won't be quick and quiet like it was with you.' | 0:15:26 | 0:15:29 | |
'It'll be loud and nasty. My kind of kill. | 0:15:29 | 0:15:33 | |
'And when his eyes go dead, the hell I send him to will seem like heaven | 0:15:33 | 0:15:37 | |
'after what I've done to him. I love you, Goldie.' | 0:15:37 | 0:15:41 | |
HELICOPTER WHIRS OVERHEAD | 0:15:47 | 0:15:51 | |
SIRENS WAIL IN DISTANCE | 0:15:51 | 0:15:53 | |
Claire? | 0:16:01 | 0:16:04 | |
Don't worry, Lucille. I was just grazed. | 0:16:13 | 0:16:17 | |
-Got any beers around this place? -No way I'm giving you any alcohol. | 0:16:17 | 0:16:21 | |
Besides, it's not what you came here for anyway, is it? | 0:16:21 | 0:16:25 | |
-No. -Go ahead. You're worse without 'em. | 0:16:25 | 0:16:29 | |
Thanks. You're the best. | 0:16:29 | 0:16:32 | |
'Lucille's my parole officer. | 0:16:32 | 0:16:34 | |
'She's a dyke, but God knows why. | 0:16:34 | 0:16:36 | |
'With that body, she could have any man she wants. | 0:16:36 | 0:16:40 | |
'The pills come from her girlfriend who's a shrink. | 0:16:40 | 0:16:43 | |
'She tried to analyse me once but she got too scared.' | 0:16:43 | 0:16:47 | |
I haven't seen you like this in a while. | 0:16:47 | 0:16:50 | |
-Had a fight with some cops. -Didn't happen to kill any of 'em, did you? | 0:16:51 | 0:16:55 | |
Not that I know of, but they know they've been in a fight, that's for damn sure. | 0:16:55 | 0:16:59 | |
How do you suppose I'm gonna square this with the board? | 0:16:59 | 0:17:02 | |
There ain't no squarin' it, not this time! | 0:17:02 | 0:17:05 | |
This isn't some bar-room brawl | 0:17:05 | 0:17:07 | |
or some creep with a gas can trying to torch someone. | 0:17:07 | 0:17:11 | |
-This is big! -Settle down, Marv. Take another pill. | 0:17:11 | 0:17:14 | |
Hey, there ain't no settling down! | 0:17:14 | 0:17:16 | |
This is blood for blood and by the gallons! | 0:17:16 | 0:17:19 | |
This is the old day and the bad days. | 0:17:19 | 0:17:21 | |
The all-or-nothing days! They're back. There's no choices left. | 0:17:21 | 0:17:26 | |
-I'm ready for war. -Prison was hell for you. It'll be life this time. | 0:17:26 | 0:17:30 | |
Hell's waking up every goddamn day and not knowing why you're here. | 0:17:32 | 0:17:36 | |
But I'm out now. | 0:17:36 | 0:17:39 | |
It took somebody who was kind to me getting killed to do it but I'm out. | 0:17:39 | 0:17:43 | |
I know exactly what I gotta do. | 0:17:43 | 0:17:46 | |
'So, you were scared, weren't you, Goldie? | 0:17:50 | 0:17:53 | |
'Somebody wanted you dead and you knew it, | 0:17:53 | 0:17:55 | |
'so you hit the saloons, the bad places, | 0:17:55 | 0:17:58 | |
'looking for the biggest, meanest lug around, finding me. | 0:17:58 | 0:18:02 | |
'I'm gonna find that son of a bitch that killed you | 0:18:02 | 0:18:05 | |
'and I'm gonna give him the hard goodbye. | 0:18:05 | 0:18:08 | |
'Walk down the right back alley in Sin City... | 0:18:08 | 0:18:11 | |
'..and you can find anything.' | 0:18:13 | 0:18:15 | |
That coat looks like bag tat. | 0:18:15 | 0:18:17 | |
So does your face. Take off! | 0:18:17 | 0:18:21 | |
Aaargh! | 0:18:23 | 0:18:25 | |
He's new here, Marv. He didn't know. | 0:18:25 | 0:18:29 | |
'Kadie's is my kind of joint. | 0:18:29 | 0:18:31 | |
'Nancy's just getting started with her gig | 0:18:31 | 0:18:35 | |
'but already the crowd's breathing hard. | 0:18:35 | 0:18:38 | |
'Plenty of nights I've drooled over Nancy, | 0:18:38 | 0:18:40 | |
'shoulder to shoulder with all the other losers like me. | 0:18:40 | 0:18:44 | |
'But that's not what I'm looking for tonight.' | 0:18:44 | 0:18:46 | |
-What'll it be, Marv? -A shot and a brew, Shellie and keep 'em coming. | 0:18:48 | 0:18:52 | |
Sure, honey. You take it slow now. | 0:18:52 | 0:18:55 | |
'Most people think Marv is crazy. | 0:19:10 | 0:19:13 | |
'He just had the rotten luck of being born in the wrong century. | 0:19:13 | 0:19:16 | |
'He'd be right at home on some ancient battlefield | 0:19:16 | 0:19:19 | |
'swinging an axe into somebody's face, | 0:19:19 | 0:19:22 | |
'or in a Roman arena taking a sword to other gladiators like him. | 0:19:22 | 0:19:26 | |
'They'd have tossed him girls like Nancy back then.' | 0:19:26 | 0:19:29 | |
Show's over, dickwad. Drink up. | 0:19:33 | 0:19:35 | |
That's one fine-looking coat you're wearing. | 0:19:35 | 0:19:38 | |
Your killing days are over, you over-the-hill, do-gooder son of a bitch. | 0:19:40 | 0:19:45 | |
'I love hit men. | 0:19:45 | 0:19:47 | |
'No matter what you do to them, you don't feel bad.' | 0:19:47 | 0:19:51 | |
Take it off. | 0:19:58 | 0:20:00 | |
-What? -A fine coat like that and you're bleeding all over it. | 0:20:00 | 0:20:03 | |
All right, it's all yours. Ow! God! | 0:20:03 | 0:20:05 | |
It wasn't you losers who killed Goldie. | 0:20:05 | 0:20:08 | |
The guy who did that, he knew what he was doing. | 0:20:08 | 0:20:13 | |
So tell me, who sent you? | 0:20:15 | 0:20:17 | |
I don't hear you giving me any names, | 0:20:19 | 0:20:22 | |
so I guess when I shot you in the belly I aimed too high. | 0:20:22 | 0:20:25 | |
You keep holding out on me like this and I'm gonna have to get nasty. | 0:20:28 | 0:20:33 | |
It was Telly... Telly Stern who passed me the order. | 0:20:36 | 0:20:41 | |
He runs the tables over at the Triple Ace Club. | 0:20:41 | 0:20:45 | |
Thanks again. | 0:20:45 | 0:20:47 | |
'Then the damnedest thing happens. | 0:20:53 | 0:20:55 | |
'For a second I smell the angels smell that belonged to my Goldie. | 0:20:55 | 0:20:59 | |
'Just need my medicine is all.' | 0:20:59 | 0:21:01 | |
Bastard. You're gonna pay for what you did to me. | 0:21:01 | 0:21:06 | |
Feel like talkin', Louie? | 0:21:09 | 0:21:11 | |
How many got paid off for the frame, Louie? How many for the kill? | 0:21:11 | 0:21:15 | |
It was Connelly. He set me up. | 0:21:15 | 0:21:18 | |
He'll never talk. | 0:21:20 | 0:21:22 | |
I don't know about you, but I'm having a ball. | 0:21:25 | 0:21:28 | |
'Connelly talks. They all talk.' | 0:21:29 | 0:21:33 | |
BELL CHIMES | 0:21:33 | 0:21:34 | |
And what have been your sins, my son? | 0:21:34 | 0:21:36 | |
Well, Padre, I don't want to keep you up all night | 0:21:36 | 0:21:39 | |
so I'll just fill you in on the latest batch. | 0:21:39 | 0:21:42 | |
These here hands of mine, they got blood all over 'em. | 0:21:42 | 0:21:45 | |
You're speaking figuratively? | 0:21:45 | 0:21:47 | |
If I need to find something out, | 0:21:47 | 0:21:49 | |
I just go out and look for somebody that knows more than me, | 0:21:49 | 0:21:53 | |
and I go and ask them. Sometimes I ask pretty hard. | 0:21:53 | 0:21:57 | |
By way of... For instance, I killed three men tonight. | 0:21:57 | 0:22:01 | |
Tortured them first. | 0:22:01 | 0:22:04 | |
You might say I been working my way up the food chain. | 0:22:04 | 0:22:08 | |
First two were minnows, small-time messengers | 0:22:08 | 0:22:11 | |
but it was Connelly, the money man, who fingered you, Padre. | 0:22:11 | 0:22:15 | |
Dear Lord, Marv, this is a house of God. | 0:22:15 | 0:22:18 | |
Just gimme a damn name. | 0:22:18 | 0:22:21 | |
Roark. | 0:22:22 | 0:22:23 | |
You really are pushing your luck, Padre, | 0:22:23 | 0:22:26 | |
feeding me garbage like that. It can't be that big. | 0:22:26 | 0:22:30 | |
There's a farm out North Cross and Lennox. It's all there. | 0:22:30 | 0:22:33 | |
Find out for yourself. While you're at it, | 0:22:33 | 0:22:36 | |
ask yourself if that corpse of a slut is worth dying for. | 0:22:36 | 0:22:41 | |
'Worth dying for? Worth killing for.' | 0:22:42 | 0:22:45 | |
GUNSHOT | 0:22:45 | 0:22:47 | |
'Worth going to hell for.' | 0:22:47 | 0:22:48 | |
Amen. | 0:22:48 | 0:22:51 | |
'These keys say the padre drove a Mercedes, | 0:22:53 | 0:22:57 | |
'or what they're passing off as a Mercedes these days. | 0:22:57 | 0:23:01 | |
'Modern cars. They all look like electric shavers.' | 0:23:01 | 0:23:04 | |
CAR BRAKES SCREECH | 0:23:04 | 0:23:07 | |
Goldie! | 0:23:10 | 0:23:11 | |
Goldie! | 0:23:15 | 0:23:17 | |
That couldn't be Goldie. | 0:23:26 | 0:23:28 | |
'It's my own fault, nobody else's, that I got confused. | 0:23:28 | 0:23:32 | |
'I'd been having so much fun I forgot to take my medicine. | 0:23:32 | 0:23:36 | |
'That wasn't Goldie back there. Goldie's dead. | 0:23:36 | 0:23:39 | |
'That's the whole reason that I've been doing what I've been doing. | 0:23:39 | 0:23:43 | |
'When you got a condition, it's bad to forget your medicine. | 0:23:43 | 0:23:47 | |
'That cold thing, it creeps into my gut and tells me one more time | 0:23:50 | 0:23:54 | |
'it won't let go. | 0:23:54 | 0:23:55 | |
'This is a bad place, this farm. People have died here. | 0:23:55 | 0:24:00 | |
'The wrong way.' | 0:24:01 | 0:24:03 | |
I don't wanna fight, pooch. | 0:24:06 | 0:24:09 | |
I got no gripe with you. | 0:24:11 | 0:24:14 | |
Easy boy. | 0:24:16 | 0:24:17 | |
WOLF WHIMPERS | 0:24:18 | 0:24:20 | |
'No way I was gonna use my gun on you, buddy. | 0:24:20 | 0:24:23 | |
'It's whoever owns you I'm curious about, | 0:24:23 | 0:24:26 | |
'because there's blood on your breath and I think I know what kind. | 0:24:26 | 0:24:30 | |
'So I sniff around to see what's buried.' | 0:24:30 | 0:24:33 | |
Here we go. | 0:24:36 | 0:24:38 | |
'It's impossible. Nobody can sneak up on me.' | 0:24:43 | 0:24:46 | |
'I go blind. Not a sound. | 0:24:51 | 0:24:54 | |
'Nobody's that quiet. | 0:24:54 | 0:24:56 | |
'Nobody but the one who snuck into that hotel room two nights ago.' | 0:24:56 | 0:25:00 | |
It was you, you bastard. You killed her. | 0:25:00 | 0:25:03 | |
You killed Goldie. It was... | 0:25:03 | 0:25:06 | |
'I blew it, Goldie. I found your killer but he was better than me. | 0:25:09 | 0:25:13 | |
'Too quiet, too quick. A killer born. | 0:25:13 | 0:25:17 | |
'Why didn't he finish the job?' | 0:25:17 | 0:25:20 | |
-He keeps the heads, eats the rest. -Lucille? | 0:25:33 | 0:25:38 | |
It's not just that wolf of his. | 0:25:38 | 0:25:40 | |
The wolf just gets scraps. | 0:25:42 | 0:25:44 | |
Bones. It's him. | 0:25:44 | 0:25:48 | |
He... eats... people. | 0:25:49 | 0:25:54 | |
He cooks them like they were steaks. | 0:25:54 | 0:25:56 | |
-Let's get you warm. -Just like they were steaks. | 0:25:56 | 0:26:00 | |
-Now he's got both of us. -It's all right. | 0:26:00 | 0:26:04 | |
-Take a nice slow breath. -Just look at the heads on the wall. | 0:26:04 | 0:26:08 | |
The heads on the wall. | 0:26:08 | 0:26:10 | |
The heads on the... | 0:26:10 | 0:26:14 | |
Son of a bitch. | 0:26:14 | 0:26:15 | |
He kept smiling that damn smile. | 0:26:15 | 0:26:17 | |
Made me watch him suck the meat off my fingers. | 0:26:17 | 0:26:22 | |
He made me watch. | 0:26:22 | 0:26:24 | |
-Oh, Jesus. -He made me watch! | 0:26:24 | 0:26:29 | |
Christ, I could use a cigarette. | 0:26:36 | 0:26:38 | |
'Dames - sometimes all they gotta do is let it out, | 0:26:38 | 0:26:43 | |
'and a few buckets later, there's no way you'd know.' | 0:26:43 | 0:26:46 | |
You brought us some big trouble this time, Marv. | 0:26:46 | 0:26:49 | |
Whoever's behind this has his connections in the department. | 0:26:49 | 0:26:53 | |
Any leads? | 0:26:53 | 0:26:55 | |
One guy I talked to told me it was Roark running the show. | 0:26:55 | 0:26:59 | |
Whoever it is knew I was checking out that hooker almost before I did. | 0:26:59 | 0:27:03 | |
-What hooker? -The one you've been obsessing over. The dead one. | 0:27:03 | 0:27:08 | |
-Goldie. -I didn't know she was a hooker. | 0:27:09 | 0:27:13 | |
Doesn't make any difference about anything. | 0:27:13 | 0:27:17 | |
-But I didn't know that. -She was high-class stuff. | 0:27:19 | 0:27:23 | |
-She must've shown you quite a time. -Quiet. There's a car coming. | 0:27:24 | 0:27:28 | |
HORN BEEPS | 0:27:30 | 0:27:31 | |
-Kevin. -> | 0:27:31 | 0:27:33 | |
'All I've got is a face and a name.' | 0:27:35 | 0:27:38 | |
I'll see you later, Kevin. | 0:27:38 | 0:27:41 | |
Let's go. | 0:27:49 | 0:27:51 | |
They've done checking the house. They're coming this way. | 0:28:07 | 0:28:11 | |
Bastards. I'll show them. | 0:28:11 | 0:28:13 | |
You're not gonna get either of us killed, Marv. | 0:28:18 | 0:28:22 | |
No! Don't shoot! Please. Listen to me. I'm his parole officer. | 0:28:23 | 0:28:28 | |
He's unconscious and unarmed, so there's no need to kill him. | 0:28:28 | 0:28:32 | |
Captain! The target, there's no sign of him. | 0:28:39 | 0:28:41 | |
Here's the sign! | 0:28:41 | 0:28:42 | |
That there is one damn fine coat you're wearing. | 0:28:57 | 0:29:00 | |
'I keep coming back to that cop I just killed and what he told me. | 0:29:05 | 0:29:09 | |
'I was pretty steamed about what he'd done to Lucille | 0:29:09 | 0:29:12 | |
'so I took my time with the son of a bitch. | 0:29:12 | 0:29:14 | |
'It wasn't until I showed him | 0:29:14 | 0:29:16 | |
'all those pieces of himself that he said it, just a name. | 0:29:16 | 0:29:20 | |
'Patrick Henry Roark. | 0:29:20 | 0:29:23 | |
'Man of the cloth. Could've become president but chose to serve God. | 0:29:23 | 0:29:27 | |
'Along the way he happened to become the most powerful man in the state. | 0:29:27 | 0:29:32 | |
'He's brought down mayors and governors like they were nothing. | 0:29:32 | 0:29:35 | |
'He made his rotten brother a US senator without breaking a sweat. | 0:29:35 | 0:29:40 | |
'And he's gonna get killed in the name of a dead hooker. | 0:29:40 | 0:29:43 | |
'I'm getting used to the idea. | 0:29:43 | 0:29:46 | |
'More and more, I'm liking the sound of it.' | 0:29:46 | 0:29:50 | |
'Then it hits me, like a kick in the nuts. | 0:29:50 | 0:29:54 | |
'What if I'm wrong? I've got a condition. | 0:29:54 | 0:29:57 | |
'I get confused sometimes. | 0:29:57 | 0:30:00 | |
'And, with Lucille dead, I can't get my medicine. | 0:30:00 | 0:30:03 | |
'What if I've imagined all of this? | 0:30:03 | 0:30:06 | |
'What if I've finally turned into what they said I'd turn into? | 0:30:06 | 0:30:11 | |
'A maniac? | 0:30:11 | 0:30:13 | |
'A psycho killer? | 0:30:13 | 0:30:15 | |
'Can't kill a man without knowing for sure you ought to. | 0:30:15 | 0:30:18 | |
'I've got to know for sure. | 0:30:18 | 0:30:22 | |
'The merchandise is on display by the time I make my way to Old Town. | 0:30:24 | 0:30:28 | |
'For an hour or so, I ask around about Goldie. | 0:30:28 | 0:30:30 | |
'I don't get any answers, but I know I'm bound to. | 0:30:30 | 0:30:33 | |
'Lucille said Goldie was a hooker, and if she was, she has roots here. | 0:30:33 | 0:30:38 | |
'Friends, maybe even family.' | 0:30:38 | 0:30:40 | |
You can't be Goldie. Goldie's dead. | 0:30:45 | 0:30:48 | |
CHUCKLES | 0:30:57 | 0:30:59 | |
Goldie. | 0:30:59 | 0:31:00 | |
Sure, right. | 0:31:00 | 0:31:02 | |
I haven't eaten anything or taken my medicine for days now. | 0:31:02 | 0:31:06 | |
No wonder I'm seeing things. | 0:31:06 | 0:31:08 | |
Bastard! | 0:31:08 | 0:31:10 | |
LAUGHS | 0:31:13 | 0:31:15 | |
-He's crazy. -Hit him again, Wendy. Harder. | 0:31:15 | 0:31:20 | |
Wait a minute. Why did she call you Wendy? | 0:31:21 | 0:31:24 | |
Because that's my name, you ape. | 0:31:24 | 0:31:26 | |
Goldie was my sister. | 0:31:26 | 0:31:28 | |
My twin sister. | 0:31:28 | 0:31:31 | |
I guess she was the nice one. | 0:31:31 | 0:31:33 | |
Goldie and the other six, where are they? | 0:31:39 | 0:31:43 | |
What did you do to them? | 0:31:43 | 0:31:45 | |
You crazy goddamn broad. Just take a look at this mug. | 0:31:45 | 0:31:49 | |
Would any of you dames let me get close enough to you to kill you? | 0:31:49 | 0:31:53 | |
None of you would. | 0:31:53 | 0:31:55 | |
But Goldie, she only did cos she thought I could protect her. | 0:31:55 | 0:31:59 | |
I'll bet those cops didn't do a damn thing | 0:31:59 | 0:32:02 | |
about those other girls, did they? | 0:32:02 | 0:32:05 | |
But as soon as they hit me for a fall guy, | 0:32:05 | 0:32:07 | |
they showed up guns blazing. | 0:32:07 | 0:32:10 | |
But they didn't get me. | 0:32:10 | 0:32:12 | |
And I've been killing my way to the truth ever since. | 0:32:12 | 0:32:15 | |
So go ahead, doll... | 0:32:15 | 0:32:18 | |
..shoot me now or get the hell out of my way. | 0:32:19 | 0:32:22 | |
Nuts. | 0:32:30 | 0:32:32 | |
OK, I'm glad we got all that sorted out. | 0:32:32 | 0:32:35 | |
-What the hell? -I tied those knots. | 0:32:37 | 0:32:40 | |
-That's my specialty. -You sat there and took it | 0:32:40 | 0:32:43 | |
when you could have taken my gun away from me. | 0:32:43 | 0:32:46 | |
Sure, I thought I might be able to talk some sense into you. | 0:32:46 | 0:32:50 | |
I probably would've had to paste you one. And I don't hurt girls. | 0:32:50 | 0:32:56 | |
-I'll need a pair of handcuffs. -What style do you want? | 0:32:56 | 0:32:59 | |
-I got a collection. -Just give him the ones you got with you, Gail. | 0:32:59 | 0:33:04 | |
It was a farm boy named Kevin who killed Goldie, | 0:33:05 | 0:33:08 | |
but Cardinal Roark was behind him and I don't know why. | 0:33:08 | 0:33:11 | |
-I know that sounds crazy. -No, it doesn't. | 0:33:11 | 0:33:15 | |
Goldie worked the clergy. | 0:33:15 | 0:33:17 | |
'Just like that, a whopper of the puzzle piece falls smack in my lap. | 0:33:17 | 0:33:21 | |
'I'm too dumb to put the whole picture together yet. | 0:33:21 | 0:33:25 | |
'She fires up two cigarettes and hands me one. I taste her lipstick. | 0:33:25 | 0:33:29 | |
'Suddenly my heart's pounding so loud I can't hear anything else. | 0:33:29 | 0:33:33 | |
'I want to reach over and touch her and taste Goldie's sweat again. | 0:33:33 | 0:33:37 | |
'But she isn't Goldie.' | 0:33:37 | 0:33:39 | |
Yeah, yeah, this'll do. | 0:33:39 | 0:33:41 | |
I'm also gonna be needing a dozen two-foot lengths | 0:33:41 | 0:33:45 | |
of this rubber tubing, | 0:33:45 | 0:33:47 | |
and a spool of razor wire. | 0:33:47 | 0:33:50 | |
A pair of those special gloves that'll let me handle the wire. | 0:33:51 | 0:33:55 | |
-Beefing up the old home security, huh? -You bet your ass. | 0:33:55 | 0:34:00 | |
She was my sister, so I'm in this one till the end, | 0:34:00 | 0:34:03 | |
but why are you willing to go against Roark | 0:34:03 | 0:34:06 | |
-for someone you barely know? -She was nice to me. | 0:34:06 | 0:34:09 | |
Gave me something I didn't even know existed. | 0:34:09 | 0:34:12 | |
I was never even able to buy a woman. | 0:34:12 | 0:34:16 | |
You know, the way I look. | 0:34:16 | 0:34:19 | |
'I take my mind off her and then crawl back inside myself. | 0:34:19 | 0:34:23 | |
'It's almost killing time, and I better get sharp. | 0:34:23 | 0:34:27 | |
'I check the list. Rubber tubing, | 0:34:27 | 0:34:29 | |
'gas, saw, gloves, cuffs, razor wire, | 0:34:29 | 0:34:34 | |
'hatchet, Gladys and my mitts.' | 0:34:34 | 0:34:37 | |
-We're close enough. Pull over. -Yes, Marv. | 0:34:37 | 0:34:41 | |
Keep the engine running. | 0:34:41 | 0:34:44 | |
If I'm not back in 20 minutes, get the hell out of here. | 0:34:44 | 0:34:47 | |
-Don't look back. -Kill him for me, Marv. | 0:34:47 | 0:34:50 | |
Kill him good. | 0:34:52 | 0:34:54 | |
I won't let you down, Goldie. | 0:34:54 | 0:34:56 | |
'Heading downstairs to the kitchen, getting himself a midnight snack, | 0:35:11 | 0:35:16 | |
'and I can guess what kind.' | 0:35:16 | 0:35:18 | |
Come on, you son of a bitch. | 0:35:31 | 0:35:34 | |
'Damn, he's slick.' | 0:35:34 | 0:35:35 | |
Aaaargh! | 0:35:38 | 0:35:39 | |
Is that the best you can do, creep? | 0:35:48 | 0:35:50 | |
'That's right. Get personal, get close. I can take it.' | 0:35:52 | 0:35:56 | |
I got you, you little bastard. Let's see you hop around now. | 0:35:57 | 0:36:00 | |
'I tried to slow my heart down and breathe the fire out of my lungs. | 0:36:05 | 0:36:09 | |
'My muscles make me a thousand promises of pain to come.' | 0:36:09 | 0:36:13 | |
Let me do it, Marv. She was my sister. Let me finish him. | 0:36:13 | 0:36:17 | |
-You wasn't supposed to come down. -Oh, but I want to... | 0:36:17 | 0:36:21 | |
'I'm sorry, kid, but I haven't even started with this creep, | 0:36:22 | 0:36:26 | |
'and I don't want you watching the rest. It'll give you nightmares.' | 0:36:26 | 0:36:30 | |
God, I gotta tell you, I'm good and bushed. | 0:36:30 | 0:36:33 | |
It's not that fight of ours that did me in either. | 0:36:33 | 0:36:36 | |
It's all that sawing and tying. | 0:36:36 | 0:36:39 | |
It's not as easy as it looks. | 0:36:39 | 0:36:42 | |
Could've been a real mess around here | 0:36:42 | 0:36:45 | |
if I didn't have that tubing for tourniquets. | 0:36:45 | 0:36:48 | |
I gotta admit, there was a spurt or two, | 0:36:48 | 0:36:54 | |
to get the scent in the air | 0:36:54 | 0:36:56 | |
to get that friend of yours to come running. | 0:36:56 | 0:36:59 | |
Well, what do you know? | 0:37:01 | 0:37:04 | |
Look who's here. Here he comes. | 0:37:04 | 0:37:09 | |
That's a good dog. | 0:37:15 | 0:37:17 | |
'He doesn't scream. Not even when the mutt's had its fill | 0:37:18 | 0:37:22 | |
'and Kevin's guts are lying all over the place. | 0:37:22 | 0:37:25 | |
'But somehow the bastard is still alive. Still staring at me. | 0:37:25 | 0:37:28 | |
'Not even when I grab the saw and finish the job. | 0:37:28 | 0:37:32 | |
'He never screams. | 0:37:32 | 0:37:35 | |
'I put in a call at Kadie's and ask Nancy to get her clothes on | 0:37:37 | 0:37:41 | |
'and meet me at her place. | 0:37:41 | 0:37:42 | |
'She says yes like always.' | 0:37:42 | 0:37:44 | |
Hey, Nancy. You got any beers? | 0:37:44 | 0:37:47 | |
Sure, Marv. Who's the babe? | 0:37:47 | 0:37:50 | |
'There isn't much Nancy wouldn't do for me. | 0:37:50 | 0:37:53 | |
'Not since a frat boy roughed her up and I straightened him out. | 0:37:53 | 0:37:57 | |
'It really gets my goat when guys rough up dames.' | 0:37:58 | 0:38:01 | |
So, what do you wanna do with her? | 0:38:01 | 0:38:04 | |
Well, your best bet is drive her all the way up to Sacred Oaks. | 0:38:04 | 0:38:08 | |
What about you? Are you leaving town? | 0:38:08 | 0:38:11 | |
Hell, no. I like it here. | 0:38:11 | 0:38:13 | |
BELCHES | 0:38:15 | 0:38:16 | |
'I hot-wire a parked cab and stay under the speed limit | 0:38:16 | 0:38:19 | |
'so as not to get any attention. | 0:38:19 | 0:38:21 | |
'My head starts to clear. | 0:38:21 | 0:38:23 | |
'Things start to make sense. I owe you, Goldie. | 0:38:23 | 0:38:27 | |
'I owe you one, and I'm gonna pay up. | 0:38:27 | 0:38:30 | |
'So, going after Roark means dying, win or lose? | 0:38:30 | 0:38:32 | |
'Hell, I'll die laughing if I know I've done this one thing right.' | 0:38:32 | 0:38:37 | |
Quiet as a grave out here. No sign of target. | 0:38:41 | 0:38:44 | |
'All right, keep a lookout.' | 0:38:44 | 0:38:45 | |
Kevin? | 0:39:02 | 0:39:03 | |
What's left of him, anyways. | 0:39:03 | 0:39:05 | |
The dog ate the rest. | 0:39:06 | 0:39:08 | |
Oh, my God. | 0:39:16 | 0:39:17 | |
You monster. You... demon. | 0:39:17 | 0:39:22 | |
Don't scream or I'll plug you. | 0:39:22 | 0:39:25 | |
He had the voice of an angel, | 0:39:25 | 0:39:28 | |
yet he spoke only to me, | 0:39:28 | 0:39:31 | |
and he's dead now, because of one stupid whore. | 0:39:31 | 0:39:35 | |
It's not a good idea to talk about Goldie that way while I'm around. | 0:39:35 | 0:39:40 | |
When he came to me, | 0:39:40 | 0:39:43 | |
he was a tormented boy. | 0:39:43 | 0:39:46 | |
Tormented by guilt. | 0:39:47 | 0:39:50 | |
I tried to counsel him, | 0:39:51 | 0:39:54 | |
but the eating, it filled him with white light. | 0:39:54 | 0:39:59 | |
Tearful, he swore to me that he felt the touch of God Almighty. | 0:39:59 | 0:40:04 | |
What the hell do you know? | 0:40:04 | 0:40:07 | |
I know it's pretty damn weird to eat people. | 0:40:07 | 0:40:09 | |
He didn't just eat their bodies, he ate their souls. | 0:40:09 | 0:40:14 | |
And I joined in. | 0:40:17 | 0:40:19 | |
They were all whores. | 0:40:22 | 0:40:24 | |
Nobody cared for them. | 0:40:24 | 0:40:26 | |
Nobody missed them, | 0:40:26 | 0:40:29 | |
and then your... Goldie almost ruined everything. | 0:40:29 | 0:40:34 | |
She stayed in public places, and then with you. | 0:40:34 | 0:40:38 | |
You were so convenient. | 0:40:38 | 0:40:40 | |
You'd broke a man's jaw that very night. | 0:40:40 | 0:40:43 | |
Who would believe a thug like you? | 0:40:43 | 0:40:46 | |
'Kevin killed her. I ordered the police in for you. | 0:40:46 | 0:40:49 | |
'But you wouldn't be caught. You wouldn't stop.' | 0:40:49 | 0:40:53 | |
And now he's dead, and you're here to... | 0:40:53 | 0:40:56 | |
..eliminate me. | 0:40:56 | 0:40:59 | |
Will that give you satisfaction, my son? | 0:40:59 | 0:41:03 | |
Killing a helpless... old... fart. | 0:41:03 | 0:41:09 | |
The killing, no. No satisfaction. | 0:41:10 | 0:41:13 | |
Everything up until the killing will be a gas. | 0:41:16 | 0:41:19 | |
Kevin. | 0:41:23 | 0:41:24 | |
We're going home. | 0:41:26 | 0:41:29 | |
You can scream now if you want to. | 0:41:32 | 0:41:34 | |
'It's beautiful, Goldie. It's just like I promised, only better. | 0:41:41 | 0:41:46 | |
'When his eyes go dead, the hell I sent him to must seem like heaven | 0:41:46 | 0:41:51 | |
'after what I've done to him.' | 0:41:51 | 0:41:52 | |
-Freeze! -Oh, my God! | 0:41:53 | 0:41:55 | |
'Jerks. They should have shot me in the head enough times to make sure. | 0:42:02 | 0:42:08 | |
'It's so stupid. Everybody knows what's coming, | 0:42:08 | 0:42:11 | |
'but they go through the motions anyway. What a waste of time. | 0:42:11 | 0:42:16 | |
'Months fall off the calendar while I breathe and eat through tubes. | 0:42:16 | 0:42:20 | |
'Night after night, I wait for somebody to come and finish me off. | 0:42:20 | 0:42:24 | |
'After a while I realise it's not gonna be so easy as that. | 0:42:24 | 0:42:28 | |
'I'm on my feet for about ten minutes | 0:42:28 | 0:42:30 | |
'before the cops kick them out from under me. | 0:42:30 | 0:42:34 | |
'They don't ask any questions, just keep knocking the crap out of me, | 0:42:34 | 0:42:37 | |
'and waving a confession in my face | 0:42:37 | 0:42:39 | |
'and I keep spitting blood all over it, and laughing | 0:42:39 | 0:42:42 | |
'at how many fresh copies they come up with. | 0:42:42 | 0:42:45 | |
'Then along comes this worm assistant district attorney, | 0:42:45 | 0:42:48 | |
'who turns the recorder off and says if I don't sign their confession, | 0:42:48 | 0:42:52 | |
'they'll kill my mom. | 0:42:52 | 0:42:54 | |
'I break his arm in three places and I sign it. | 0:42:54 | 0:42:57 | |
'From then on, it's the circus everyone wants it to be. | 0:42:57 | 0:43:00 | |
'They nail me for the works. | 0:43:00 | 0:43:02 | |
'Not just the people I did kill, | 0:43:02 | 0:43:04 | |
'but even Lucille and the girls that Roark and Kevin ate. | 0:43:04 | 0:43:08 | |
'And even Goldie. | 0:43:08 | 0:43:11 | |
'The judge is all fire and brimstone when she hands down the sentence. | 0:43:11 | 0:43:15 | |
'Midnight and my death are only a few hours away, | 0:43:17 | 0:43:20 | |
'when I get my first surprise in 18 months. | 0:43:20 | 0:43:23 | |
'My only visitor. | 0:43:23 | 0:43:26 | |
'I'm ready for anything but that scent.' | 0:43:26 | 0:43:30 | |
I got him for you good, didn't I, Goldie? | 0:43:30 | 0:43:32 | |
I'm sorry, Wendy. I got confused again. | 0:43:38 | 0:43:42 | |
Seeing you like this. | 0:43:44 | 0:43:47 | |
You can call me Goldie. | 0:43:48 | 0:43:51 | |
'She smells like angels ought to smell. | 0:43:59 | 0:44:02 | |
'The perfect woman. | 0:44:02 | 0:44:04 | |
'The goddess. | 0:44:04 | 0:44:07 | |
'Goldie. | 0:44:07 | 0:44:09 | |
'She says her name is Goldie. | 0:44:09 | 0:44:12 | |
'They fix me a pretty decent steak for my last meal. | 0:44:15 | 0:44:19 | |
'They even throw in a brew, the first I've had since at Nancy's. | 0:44:19 | 0:44:23 | |
'Then they shave my head and fix me with a rubber diaper and get to it. | 0:44:23 | 0:44:27 | |
'And it's about damn time, if you ask me.' | 0:44:27 | 0:44:30 | |
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death... | 0:44:30 | 0:44:34 | |
Would you get a move on? I haven't got all night. | 0:44:34 | 0:44:36 | |
You heard the man. Hit it. | 0:44:36 | 0:44:39 | |
CRACKLE OF ELECTRICITY | 0:44:39 | 0:44:41 | |
That the best you can do, you pansies? | 0:44:47 | 0:44:50 | |
CRACKLE CONTINUES | 0:44:50 | 0:44:53 | |
He's gone. | 0:45:02 | 0:45:04 | |
BANGING ON DOOR | 0:45:17 | 0:45:20 | |
Forget it, man! You can bang on that door all night if you want to. | 0:45:21 | 0:45:25 | |
There is no way in hell I'm letting you in. | 0:45:25 | 0:45:28 | |
I can't believe you're doing this to me, Shellie. | 0:45:28 | 0:45:31 | |
Everything we've shared. | 0:45:31 | 0:45:33 | |
It has to mean something to you. | 0:45:33 | 0:45:36 | |
It meant plenty. | 0:45:36 | 0:45:37 | |
Plenty of lost pay on account nobody wants to flirt with the waitress | 0:45:37 | 0:45:41 | |
whose face is purple and swollen with bruises. | 0:45:41 | 0:45:43 | |
You're angry and I forgive you for that without you asking me. | 0:45:43 | 0:45:47 | |
There's a difference between getting honked off at a guy who's not so bad | 0:45:47 | 0:45:51 | |
and finding out that you've been sweet-talked by a total jerk loser, | 0:45:51 | 0:45:55 | |
who skips out on a wife that he doesn't even tell you about, | 0:45:55 | 0:45:59 | |
every time he gets drunk, which is too often. | 0:45:59 | 0:46:01 | |
Especially the kind of total jerk loser who has to beat up on a girl | 0:46:01 | 0:46:05 | |
to make himself feel like a man. | 0:46:05 | 0:46:07 | |
That hurts, Shellie. | 0:46:07 | 0:46:08 | |
It's one thing for you to play hard to get, | 0:46:08 | 0:46:12 | |
but don't go trying to cut my nuts off. | 0:46:12 | 0:46:14 | |
I am impossible to get. | 0:46:14 | 0:46:16 | |
Do yourself a favour, Jackie Boy and get help. | 0:46:16 | 0:46:19 | |
Like... a shrink. | 0:46:19 | 0:46:22 | |
Get help and get lost. | 0:46:22 | 0:46:26 | |
-Just open the door. -Go ahead and open the door, Shellie. | 0:46:26 | 0:46:29 | |
I'll take care of this. | 0:46:29 | 0:46:32 | |
Just open the door and you'll see how wrong you've been about me. | 0:46:32 | 0:46:36 | |
Oblige him, Shellie. I'm ready for him. | 0:46:37 | 0:46:41 | |
No! If he knew you were here, you don't know how bad this could get! | 0:46:41 | 0:46:44 | |
This clown's got a big mean drunk on, | 0:46:44 | 0:46:48 | |
and he's got four friends there in the hall | 0:46:48 | 0:46:51 | |
breathing hard and just as drunk as he is. | 0:46:51 | 0:46:53 | |
I could swear I heard somebody in there with you just now. | 0:46:53 | 0:46:57 | |
Somebody? | 0:46:57 | 0:46:59 | |
Jackie Boy, it's a regular African lovefest in here! | 0:46:59 | 0:47:03 | |
I'm no racist. | 0:47:03 | 0:47:05 | |
I got me all five starters and half the bench of the Basin City Blues | 0:47:05 | 0:47:09 | |
keeping me company. You feel like taking them on? | 0:47:09 | 0:47:12 | |
You are teasing me, baby. | 0:47:12 | 0:47:14 | |
Some of my best friends... | 0:47:14 | 0:47:17 | |
You're really pushing my buttons, | 0:47:18 | 0:47:21 | |
and the whole time you've been doing me like this, | 0:47:21 | 0:47:24 | |
I'm too polite to point out I could kick this door to splinters. | 0:47:24 | 0:47:28 | |
OK, baby. You know what I can do. | 0:47:28 | 0:47:31 | |
-You know what I can do! One, two... -All right! | 0:47:31 | 0:47:35 | |
All right! All right! | 0:47:35 | 0:47:37 | |
Troops, make yourself at home. | 0:47:39 | 0:47:42 | |
You brought your whole pack with you? | 0:47:51 | 0:47:53 | |
None of these bozos got lives, they gotta hang out with you. | 0:47:53 | 0:47:57 | |
You're gonna love this, baby. | 0:47:57 | 0:47:58 | |
You're gonna call up some of your friends who work in the saloon. | 0:47:58 | 0:48:02 | |
With you and us, | 0:48:02 | 0:48:03 | |
we're gonna hit every joint in town. It's gonna be great. | 0:48:03 | 0:48:06 | |
I ain't calling up nobody. | 0:48:06 | 0:48:08 | |
That's a man's shirt and it sure as hell ain't one of mine. | 0:48:12 | 0:48:17 | |
You've got somebody's love stink all over you. | 0:48:17 | 0:48:20 | |
You've been with another man. You've been with him tonight. | 0:48:22 | 0:48:25 | |
-Who is he? -He's Superman. | 0:48:25 | 0:48:28 | |
He flew out the window just as soon as he heard you were coming, | 0:48:28 | 0:48:32 | |
cos you scared him so bad. | 0:48:32 | 0:48:35 | |
You think I have no feelings at all. | 0:48:37 | 0:48:39 | |
If you're gonna slug me, | 0:48:39 | 0:48:42 | |
just go ahead and get it over with, you sick bastard. | 0:48:42 | 0:48:46 | |
There you go, lying about me again, | 0:48:46 | 0:48:49 | |
right in front of my friends. | 0:48:49 | 0:48:51 | |
I have never hit a woman in my life. | 0:48:51 | 0:48:55 | |
SLAPPING | 0:48:57 | 0:48:58 | |
That showed her, man. | 0:49:00 | 0:49:03 | |
You goddamn bastard. | 0:49:03 | 0:49:05 | |
You goddamn coward. | 0:49:05 | 0:49:08 | |
-Baby, we're all here to have a good time. -Yeah. | 0:49:08 | 0:49:10 | |
I gotta take a leak. | 0:49:10 | 0:49:13 | |
Wish you'd dropped by earlier, Jackie Boy. | 0:49:13 | 0:49:17 | |
Then you could have met my boyfriend. | 0:49:17 | 0:49:20 | |
-Could have seen what a real man looks like. -There you go. | 0:49:20 | 0:49:24 | |
After my nuts again, but I forgive you. | 0:49:24 | 0:49:27 | |
I'm a generous guy. | 0:49:29 | 0:49:31 | |
He is generous. But that temper of his... | 0:49:31 | 0:49:34 | |
You never should have picked on him like you did. | 0:49:35 | 0:49:38 | |
My temper you don't have to worry about. | 0:49:38 | 0:49:41 | |
Shut up and keep your hands to yourself | 0:49:41 | 0:49:44 | |
or I'll cut your little pecker off. | 0:49:44 | 0:49:46 | |
Ooh, I've been told! | 0:49:46 | 0:49:48 | |
Hey, baby, I don't hear you making those calls. | 0:49:50 | 0:49:53 | |
Answer me! | 0:49:55 | 0:49:57 | |
Oh, I don't need this grief. | 0:49:57 | 0:50:00 | |
Hi. I'm Shellie's new boyfriend and I'm out of my mind. | 0:50:00 | 0:50:04 | |
You ever so much as talk to Shellie again, | 0:50:04 | 0:50:08 | |
you even think her name, | 0:50:08 | 0:50:10 | |
and I'll cut you in ways that will make you useless to a woman. | 0:50:10 | 0:50:14 | |
You're making a big mistake, man. | 0:50:14 | 0:50:16 | |
-A big mistake. -Yeah? | 0:50:16 | 0:50:19 | |
You already made a big mistake yourself. | 0:50:19 | 0:50:22 | |
You didn't flush. | 0:50:22 | 0:50:25 | |
Troops, get out of here. No questions, no questions. Now! | 0:51:16 | 0:51:22 | |
Dwight, what in the devil did you do to him? | 0:51:40 | 0:51:42 | |
I just gave him a taste of his own medicine. | 0:51:42 | 0:51:45 | |
I don't think he'll be bothering you again. How's your jaw? | 0:51:45 | 0:51:49 | |
I been slapped around worse. | 0:51:49 | 0:51:51 | |
Dwight, he was from a while back, | 0:51:51 | 0:51:55 | |
before you showed up again with that new face of yours. | 0:51:55 | 0:51:59 | |
It was only cos I felt sorry for him. | 0:51:59 | 0:52:01 | |
And it was only once. | 0:52:01 | 0:52:03 | |
I've done some dumb things. | 0:52:05 | 0:52:06 | |
Seeing as how I'm one of those dumb things, | 0:52:06 | 0:52:08 | |
I can't give you too hard a time about that, Shellie. | 0:52:08 | 0:52:11 | |
But this guy, he's a menace. | 0:52:11 | 0:52:14 | |
He might kill somebody if I don't stop him. | 0:52:15 | 0:52:18 | |
I'll call you later. | 0:52:20 | 0:52:21 | |
No! Don't go! | 0:52:21 | 0:52:23 | |
'Shellie shouts something I can't quite make out | 0:52:23 | 0:52:26 | |
'over the racket of a passing police copter. | 0:52:26 | 0:52:28 | |
'It sounds like "stop", but I can't be sure. | 0:52:28 | 0:52:32 | |
'It's a chance I shouldn't be taking, | 0:52:32 | 0:52:34 | |
'but I can't forget about it and let Jackie Boy and pals find their fun. | 0:52:34 | 0:52:39 | |
'They're a pack of predators and they're out for blood tonight. | 0:52:39 | 0:52:43 | |
'A woman's blood.' | 0:52:43 | 0:52:44 | |
Dammit, Dwight, dammit. | 0:52:44 | 0:52:46 | |
You fool. | 0:52:46 | 0:52:49 | |
You damn fool. | 0:52:50 | 0:52:53 | |
'I cut my Caddy across the prom to pick up Jackie Boy, | 0:52:53 | 0:52:56 | |
'heading like a bat out of hell up the hill. I'm speeding. | 0:52:56 | 0:53:00 | |
'That's a good way to get yourself noticed. | 0:53:00 | 0:53:03 | |
'If you're a murderer with a new face, | 0:53:03 | 0:53:05 | |
'who's one fingerprint check away | 0:53:05 | 0:53:07 | |
'from the fast track to the gas chamber like I am, | 0:53:07 | 0:53:09 | |
'the last thing you want is to get noticed.' | 0:53:09 | 0:53:12 | |
SIRENS WAIL | 0:53:12 | 0:53:13 | |
'I don't have enough cash on me to bribe this cop, | 0:53:13 | 0:53:17 | |
'and even if I did, there's always a chance he's an honest one. | 0:53:17 | 0:53:21 | |
'Do I try to talk my way out of this, | 0:53:21 | 0:53:23 | |
'or do I take this cop down and risk it all? | 0:53:23 | 0:53:26 | |
'Then Jackie Boy saves me a great big steaming pile of trouble.' | 0:53:26 | 0:53:30 | |
Watch it, Jack! | 0:53:30 | 0:53:33 | |
Cops! They're right on our ass. | 0:53:38 | 0:53:41 | |
Not for long. Not where we're headed. | 0:53:41 | 0:53:44 | |
'My gut tightens up. | 0:53:44 | 0:53:46 | |
'Jackie Boy's leading us straight to Old Town. | 0:53:46 | 0:53:51 | |
'The cop shuts up his siren. | 0:53:54 | 0:53:56 | |
'He knows he's not the law, not in Old Town. | 0:53:56 | 0:53:58 | |
'The ladies are the law here. | 0:53:58 | 0:54:00 | |
'Beautiful and merciless. | 0:54:00 | 0:54:03 | |
'If you've got the cash and you play by the rules, | 0:54:03 | 0:54:05 | |
'they'll make all your dreams come true. | 0:54:05 | 0:54:08 | |
'But if you cross 'em, you're a corpse.' | 0:54:08 | 0:54:11 | |
Hey, babe. Hey, babe. | 0:54:19 | 0:54:21 | |
Hop in, sugar. We'll get you there. | 0:54:24 | 0:54:26 | |
Ah, sweetheart, I work the day shift and it's been a long day. | 0:54:26 | 0:54:31 | |
Besides, I don't do group jobs. | 0:54:31 | 0:54:34 | |
Get in the car, baby. We'll just talk, it'll be nice. | 0:54:34 | 0:54:38 | |
I don't do talk jobs either. | 0:54:38 | 0:54:40 | |
Baby doll, I've had me one hell of a bad day. | 0:54:40 | 0:54:44 | |
I've been beat up every time I turn around, | 0:54:44 | 0:54:48 | |
but the day I get turned down by a hooker, | 0:54:48 | 0:54:50 | |
when I got good hard-earned cash to pay her with, | 0:54:50 | 0:54:54 | |
well, there's only so much a man can take. | 0:54:54 | 0:54:58 | |
Try the Alamo over on Dylan Street. That's the Alamo, not the Amigo. | 0:54:58 | 0:55:03 | |
The Amigo's a fag joint. | 0:55:03 | 0:55:06 | |
Are you having a good time humiliating me like this | 0:55:06 | 0:55:10 | |
for no damn reason at all? | 0:55:10 | 0:55:13 | |
That's far enough, Dwight. | 0:55:14 | 0:55:15 | |
We've been on top of these peckerwoods | 0:55:15 | 0:55:18 | |
since they first showed up with that cop behind them. | 0:55:18 | 0:55:21 | |
Everything's under control. Enjoy the show. | 0:55:21 | 0:55:25 | |
'There's no use arguing with her. | 0:55:25 | 0:55:27 | |
'The ladies are their own enforcers.' | 0:55:27 | 0:55:30 | |
So, how's the barmaid? The one that never shuts up. | 0:55:30 | 0:55:34 | |
Not right now, Gail. | 0:55:34 | 0:55:35 | |
Ooh, wound up a little tight, aren't we? | 0:55:35 | 0:55:38 | |
That's your whole problem, Dwight. You worry too much. | 0:55:38 | 0:55:42 | |
That and your lousy taste in women. These days, anyway. | 0:55:42 | 0:55:45 | |
Damn it, Gail. Not right now. | 0:55:45 | 0:55:48 | |
Those clowns down the way. They the barmaid's boyfriends? | 0:55:48 | 0:55:52 | |
One of them thinks he is. He's out of control. | 0:55:52 | 0:55:56 | |
I followed them here to make sure he didn't hurt any of the girls. | 0:55:56 | 0:56:00 | |
Us helpless, little girls? | 0:56:00 | 0:56:02 | |
'All kinds of death is about to hit less than 20 yards ahead of us. | 0:56:04 | 0:56:08 | |
'And still it's hard to take my eyes off her.' | 0:56:08 | 0:56:11 | |
Us girls are as safe as we can be, Lancelot. | 0:56:11 | 0:56:14 | |
Those boys in that Chrysler are one mistake away | 0:56:14 | 0:56:16 | |
from seeing what Miho can do. | 0:56:16 | 0:56:19 | |
And she's been aching for some practice. | 0:56:19 | 0:56:23 | |
'She guides my glance upward to the pixie perched on the roof's edge. | 0:56:23 | 0:56:27 | |
'Deadly little Miho.' | 0:56:28 | 0:56:30 | |
'You're running out of valley, cowboy.' | 0:56:30 | 0:56:32 | |
Turn around. Save yourself and your buddies a ton of grief. | 0:56:32 | 0:56:36 | |
You're a sassy little thing. | 0:56:36 | 0:56:39 | |
You ain't hardly in any kind of position to be making threats. | 0:56:39 | 0:56:43 | |
'The trap is set. Locked and ready to spring. | 0:56:43 | 0:56:48 | |
'So what? They're scum. They deserve what's coming. | 0:56:48 | 0:56:51 | |
'So, why this rotten feeling in my gut that something is wrong?' | 0:56:51 | 0:56:55 | |
They haven't killed anybody I know about. | 0:56:55 | 0:56:58 | |
It got pretty bad at Shellie's place but they didn't kill anybody. | 0:56:58 | 0:57:02 | |
-And they won't. -'Why this rotten feeling? | 0:57:02 | 0:57:06 | |
'Something Shellie said. I can't place it.' | 0:57:06 | 0:57:10 | |
OK, OK, OK, I sounded off a little more than I should have. | 0:57:10 | 0:57:14 | |
-I'm a little on edge. -Over the edge. | 0:57:14 | 0:57:17 | |
It's not a woman you need. It's a good night's sleep. | 0:57:17 | 0:57:20 | |
You couldn't handle a woman the state you're in. | 0:57:20 | 0:57:22 | |
MEN CHUCKLE | 0:57:22 | 0:57:23 | |
She's saying you ain't got what it takes, Jack. | 0:57:23 | 0:57:26 | |
GRUNTS | 0:57:26 | 0:57:27 | |
You wanna see it? You wanna see what I got? | 0:57:29 | 0:57:33 | |
-Huh? -I've seen all shapes, all sizes. | 0:57:34 | 0:57:38 | |
Have you seen this one? | 0:57:38 | 0:57:42 | |
Get in the car. | 0:57:43 | 0:57:45 | |
Oh, sugar. | 0:57:45 | 0:57:46 | |
You just gone and done the dumbest thing in your whole life. | 0:57:46 | 0:57:50 | |
Oh, God, no! | 0:58:06 | 0:58:08 | |
This is crazy! Out of nowhere... | 0:58:10 | 0:58:13 | |
..for no reason at all. | 0:58:13 | 0:58:15 | |
Go ahead. Go ahead. | 0:58:22 | 0:58:24 | |
-He's got the drop on her. -He's got squat. He's dead. | 0:58:26 | 0:58:29 | |
He's just too damn dumb to know it. | 0:58:29 | 0:58:32 | |
I got you right where I want you. | 0:58:34 | 0:58:37 | |
This is a career-ending wound, whore. | 0:58:38 | 0:58:42 | |
There's gonna be hell to pay. | 0:58:42 | 0:58:44 | |
Watch your step, Jackie Boy. | 0:58:44 | 0:58:46 | |
Wagh! | 0:58:46 | 0:58:47 | |
Yeesh. | 0:58:47 | 0:58:49 | |
This isn't funny. | 0:58:57 | 0:58:59 | |
Don't anyone laugh. I got friends you can't imagine. | 0:58:59 | 0:59:03 | |
Everyone of you is gonna burn. | 0:59:03 | 0:59:06 | |
Hang it up. She's playing with you. You're only making it worse. | 0:59:07 | 0:59:10 | |
You shut the hell up. | 0:59:10 | 0:59:13 | |
Don't pull the trigger. She blocked the barrel. It'll backfire. | 0:59:13 | 0:59:16 | |
I told you to shut up. | 0:59:16 | 0:59:19 | |
I can't see. | 0:59:24 | 0:59:27 | |
MUTTERS | 0:59:27 | 0:59:29 | |
I can't see. | 0:59:30 | 0:59:33 | |
I can't hear anything. | 0:59:33 | 0:59:35 | |
For God's sake, Miho, finish him. | 0:59:35 | 0:59:38 | |
Yeah. Make it quick, will you? | 0:59:38 | 0:59:42 | |
'She doesn't quite chop his head off. | 0:59:44 | 0:59:47 | |
'She makes a Pez Dispenser out of him. | 0:59:49 | 0:59:53 | |
'Then it's straight to business, | 0:59:54 | 0:59:56 | |
'stretching the corpses out on the alley floor | 0:59:56 | 0:59:59 | |
'and going through their pockets, divvying up cash when they find it. | 0:59:59 | 1:00:02 | |
'I'm fishing around in Jackie Boy's pants. His wallet is packed. | 1:00:02 | 1:00:06 | |
'Master Card, Discover, Platinum American Express. | 1:00:06 | 1:00:09 | |
'And nearly 300 bucks worth of 20s | 1:00:09 | 1:00:12 | |
'that I'm not too proud to stuff into my own pockets. | 1:00:12 | 1:00:16 | |
'Then I find an atom bomb. | 1:00:16 | 1:00:18 | |
'Jackie Boy, | 1:00:19 | 1:00:22 | |
'you son of a bitch. | 1:00:22 | 1:00:25 | |
'A helicopter kicked such up a racket I couldn't make out what she said. | 1:00:29 | 1:00:34 | |
'I thought Shellie said, "Stop." | 1:00:34 | 1:00:38 | |
'She said, "Cop." | 1:00:38 | 1:00:39 | |
'Detective Lieutenant Jack Rafferty. | 1:00:39 | 1:00:43 | |
'Iron Jack, the papers call him. | 1:00:43 | 1:00:46 | |
'A goddamn hero cop. | 1:00:46 | 1:00:49 | |
'It's held for years, the shaky truce. | 1:00:51 | 1:00:53 | |
'Cops get a slice of the profits and free entertainment | 1:00:53 | 1:00:56 | |
'when they throw a party. | 1:00:56 | 1:00:58 | |
'The girls get to administer their own brand of justice. | 1:00:58 | 1:01:01 | |
'They get to defend their turf. | 1:01:01 | 1:01:03 | |
'If a cop blunders into the neighbourhood, | 1:01:03 | 1:01:06 | |
'and he's not shopping for what the girls are selling, | 1:01:06 | 1:01:08 | |
'they send him packing, but they send him back alive. | 1:01:08 | 1:01:12 | |
'That's the rules. | 1:01:12 | 1:01:15 | |
'That's the truce. The cops stay out. | 1:01:15 | 1:01:18 | |
'That keeps the girls free to keep the pimps and the mob out. | 1:01:18 | 1:01:22 | |
'Old Town will be left wide open. | 1:01:22 | 1:01:25 | |
'It'll be war. The streets will run red with blood. | 1:01:25 | 1:01:30 | |
'Women's blood.' | 1:01:30 | 1:01:33 | |
The cops, the mob. Things will go back to the way they used to be! | 1:01:33 | 1:01:38 | |
The hell they will! We got guns. We'll fight the cops and the mob | 1:01:38 | 1:01:43 | |
and anybody else who tries to move in on us. We'll go to war. | 1:01:43 | 1:01:48 | |
Don't be stupid. You wouldn't stand a chance. Get me a car. | 1:01:48 | 1:01:51 | |
Make sure it's a hard top with a decent engine. I'll hide the bodies. | 1:01:51 | 1:01:56 | |
Did you forget that cop car that trailed them here? | 1:01:56 | 1:01:59 | |
The cops know Rafferty came here. They'll check the river, the sewer. | 1:01:59 | 1:02:04 | |
They'll find him and come for us. | 1:02:04 | 1:02:08 | |
I'll haul the bodies to the pits. The cops won't check. | 1:02:08 | 1:02:11 | |
Get that gun out of my face or I'll smack you. | 1:02:11 | 1:02:13 | |
Who do you think you are, giving orders? | 1:02:13 | 1:02:16 | |
-You got what you wanted out of us. -Shut up. | 1:02:16 | 1:02:19 | |
You got what you wanted out of me. | 1:02:19 | 1:02:21 | |
And you were gone, off playing with that barmaid. | 1:02:21 | 1:02:25 | |
Gone until you brought this unholy mess on us. | 1:02:25 | 1:02:29 | |
'Miho moves to my back. | 1:02:29 | 1:02:32 | |
'One word from Gail and she'll cut me in half.' | 1:02:33 | 1:02:36 | |
They'll be watching the roads. They'll catch you. | 1:02:36 | 1:02:39 | |
It'll be the bad old days all over again. | 1:02:39 | 1:02:43 | |
-Pimps, beatings, drugs, rapes. -They won't be watching the roads, not yet. | 1:02:43 | 1:02:48 | |
Get me a damn hard top. If I don't make it, you can have your war. | 1:02:48 | 1:02:51 | |
-Get that gun out of my face now! -Agh! | 1:02:51 | 1:02:55 | |
Bastard! | 1:02:56 | 1:02:58 | |
SIGHS | 1:03:02 | 1:03:03 | |
I forgot how quick you are. | 1:03:03 | 1:03:05 | |
'My warrior woman. She almost yanks my head clean off. | 1:03:07 | 1:03:11 | |
'Shoving my mouth into hers so hard it hurts. | 1:03:11 | 1:03:14 | |
'An explosion that blasts away the dull grey years | 1:03:14 | 1:03:18 | |
'between the now and that one fiery night when she was mine.' | 1:03:18 | 1:03:22 | |
A hard top with a decent engine, | 1:03:22 | 1:03:25 | |
and make sure it's got a big trunk. | 1:03:25 | 1:03:28 | |
-I'll always love you, baby. -Always. | 1:03:30 | 1:03:34 | |
And never. | 1:03:35 | 1:03:38 | |
Where did you find that heap? | 1:03:44 | 1:03:46 | |
-Just look at that trunk. We'll never fit them all in. -Gail? | 1:03:46 | 1:03:50 | |
Unless there's something else you want me to do, could I go home? | 1:03:50 | 1:03:55 | |
All this blood's got me kind of feeling like maybe I'm gonna hurl. | 1:03:55 | 1:03:59 | |
Sure, Becky, go home. But don't you talk to anybody. | 1:03:59 | 1:04:03 | |
Not even your mom. | 1:04:03 | 1:04:04 | |
They'll never fit in that trunk. | 1:04:04 | 1:04:06 | |
Not like this, they won't. Miho? | 1:04:06 | 1:04:10 | |
Dry your hair when you get home. You'll catch cold if you don't. | 1:04:10 | 1:04:15 | |
HACKING | 1:04:15 | 1:04:17 | |
Yeesh. | 1:04:22 | 1:04:24 | |
Hey, Becky, Gail said no calls. | 1:04:26 | 1:04:29 | |
I just wanna hear my mom's voice. I won't tell her nothing. | 1:04:29 | 1:04:32 | |
Please, don't say nothing to Gail. | 1:04:32 | 1:04:35 | |
Hey, Mom? | 1:04:37 | 1:04:40 | |
'Dizzy dames. | 1:04:42 | 1:04:44 | |
'What were they thinking sticking me with a bucket of bolts like this? | 1:04:44 | 1:04:47 | |
'We were barely able to get the trunk to stay closed, | 1:04:47 | 1:04:51 | |
'we'd packed it so tight. | 1:04:51 | 1:04:52 | |
'There wasn't anything we could do but pile Jackie Boy in next to me. | 1:04:52 | 1:04:57 | |
'Out where anybody who cares to look will see him. | 1:04:57 | 1:05:01 | |
'Go ahead. Take one of his cigarettes. | 1:05:02 | 1:05:06 | |
'It'll help.' | 1:05:07 | 1:05:09 | |
It's got you smoking there, bud. | 1:05:32 | 1:05:35 | |
You shut the hell up, Jackie Boy. | 1:05:40 | 1:05:43 | |
You're dead. | 1:05:43 | 1:05:46 | |
I'm just imagining this, so shut the hell up. | 1:05:46 | 1:05:49 | |
That tells you something about your state of mind, don't it? | 1:05:49 | 1:05:54 | |
It's got you hearing things, it's got your nerves shot. | 1:05:55 | 1:05:59 | |
It's got you smoking. | 1:06:00 | 1:06:03 | |
You know it's true... | 1:06:03 | 1:06:06 | |
Nobody ever really quits. | 1:06:07 | 1:06:09 | |
A smoker's a smoker when the chips are down. | 1:06:12 | 1:06:16 | |
And your chips are down. | 1:06:16 | 1:06:18 | |
I'm fine. You shut the hell up. | 1:06:18 | 1:06:20 | |
Will you look at that? | 1:06:22 | 1:06:25 | |
Ooh! Those hookers let you down. | 1:06:27 | 1:06:29 | |
CACKLES | 1:06:29 | 1:06:30 | |
What are you going to do when you run out of gas? Call Triple A? | 1:06:30 | 1:06:35 | |
You sucker for the babes. | 1:06:36 | 1:06:39 | |
You... You ain't even gonna make it to the pits. | 1:06:39 | 1:06:43 | |
You shut the hell up. I'll make it. | 1:06:43 | 1:06:46 | |
Not unless you keep your eyes on the road, sugar pie. Watch it! | 1:06:46 | 1:06:51 | |
CAR HORN HONKS | 1:06:51 | 1:06:54 | |
Ah, this is great. Just like being in a buddy movie. | 1:06:54 | 1:06:59 | |
Shut up! | 1:06:59 | 1:07:01 | |
POLICE SIREN BLARES | 1:07:03 | 1:07:06 | |
Oh, you're screwed. | 1:07:06 | 1:07:08 | |
It's over. You're flushed. | 1:07:08 | 1:07:11 | |
This time, I can't bring myself to tell him to shut up. | 1:07:12 | 1:07:16 | |
Sure, he's an asshole. | 1:07:16 | 1:07:19 | |
Sure, he's dead. | 1:07:20 | 1:07:22 | |
Sure, I'm just imagining that he's talking. | 1:07:22 | 1:07:25 | |
None of that stops the bastard from being absolutely right. | 1:07:25 | 1:07:30 | |
I don't have a chance in hell of outrunning this cop. | 1:07:30 | 1:07:33 | |
Not in this heap. | 1:07:33 | 1:07:35 | |
Pull over! | 1:07:35 | 1:07:37 | |
The only question left is whether I'm gonna kill him or not. | 1:07:39 | 1:07:43 | |
Tough call. | 1:07:43 | 1:07:45 | |
For all I know, he's an honest cop, regular guy. | 1:07:45 | 1:07:48 | |
A working stiff with a mortgage, a wife and a pile of kids. | 1:07:48 | 1:07:52 | |
My hand moves all on its own, | 1:07:52 | 1:07:55 | |
sliding one of my guns to my lap and thumbing back the hammer. | 1:07:55 | 1:07:59 | |
I don't know what to do. | 1:08:00 | 1:08:02 | |
You better stop. You're making him mad. | 1:08:02 | 1:08:05 | |
Whatever you say. | 1:08:06 | 1:08:08 | |
TYRES SCREECH | 1:08:09 | 1:08:12 | |
POLICE RADIO CHATTER | 1:08:12 | 1:08:14 | |
Your friend here. | 1:08:16 | 1:08:18 | |
Party a little too hard tonight? | 1:08:18 | 1:08:21 | |
I'm the designated driver. | 1:08:21 | 1:08:24 | |
Well, you're driving with a busted tail light. | 1:08:29 | 1:08:32 | |
I'll let you off with a warning. | 1:08:36 | 1:08:39 | |
What next? | 1:08:46 | 1:08:48 | |
THUNDER RUMBLES | 1:08:48 | 1:08:51 | |
Ugh! | 1:08:51 | 1:08:53 | |
'The tank goes dry a quarter mile from the pits.' | 1:08:53 | 1:08:56 | |
Ugh! | 1:08:56 | 1:08:57 | |
'I shove the T-Bird the rest of the way. | 1:08:57 | 1:08:59 | |
'A few minutes more work and it'll be over. | 1:08:59 | 1:09:02 | |
'Jackie Boy will go into the damn tar pits. | 1:09:02 | 1:09:06 | |
'I'll catch a train out of Sacred Oaks, go home and call it a...' | 1:09:06 | 1:09:11 | |
GUNSHOT | 1:09:11 | 1:09:12 | |
Ugh! | 1:09:12 | 1:09:13 | |
Ugh! Agh! | 1:09:15 | 1:09:17 | |
No more questions, Dallas. Do what I say. Clear the streets. | 1:09:21 | 1:09:26 | |
We're on lockdown. We're not selling any tail in Old Town. Not tonight. | 1:09:26 | 1:09:31 | |
Ugh! Agh! | 1:09:33 | 1:09:36 | |
Don't struggle. | 1:09:36 | 1:09:37 | |
You'll only hurt yourself. | 1:09:37 | 1:09:39 | |
Your cause is lost. We know everything. | 1:09:39 | 1:09:43 | |
Soon the corpse of Detective Rafferty will be in our possession. | 1:09:43 | 1:09:47 | |
The truce between your prostitutes and the police will be shattered. | 1:09:47 | 1:09:51 | |
There'll be arrests. There'll be deaths. | 1:09:51 | 1:09:55 | |
My employer will seize what remains of this neighbourhood. | 1:09:55 | 1:09:59 | |
You will all be slaves. Nothing can stop this. | 1:09:59 | 1:10:03 | |
But it is within your power to save many lives | 1:10:03 | 1:10:08 | |
by facilitating the process of transition, | 1:10:08 | 1:10:12 | |
by negotiating the terms of the surrender... | 1:10:12 | 1:10:16 | |
..of Old Town. | 1:10:16 | 1:10:18 | |
Son of a bitch! I know you. | 1:10:18 | 1:10:20 | |
I have suffered your kind before. | 1:10:20 | 1:10:23 | |
The dregs of Sin City. I serve a new master now. | 1:10:23 | 1:10:28 | |
And soon, you and all your wretched kind will serve him as well. | 1:10:28 | 1:10:32 | |
Now, get dressed and shed a tear for Dwight McCarthy if you must, | 1:10:32 | 1:10:38 | |
because by now, he is surely dead. | 1:10:38 | 1:10:41 | |
You don't know him. | 1:10:41 | 1:10:44 | |
My man will find a way. | 1:10:44 | 1:10:47 | |
He always finds a way. | 1:10:47 | 1:10:50 | |
Americans always whining and going on about how they got it so bad. | 1:10:51 | 1:10:55 | |
This is a fine, grand country. The guiding light of the modern world. | 1:10:57 | 1:11:01 | |
Low taxes, land of opportunity. | 1:11:01 | 1:11:04 | |
Where else would one bullet buy us the fortune we're getting for this? | 1:11:04 | 1:11:08 | |
Sure beats the living hell out of blowing up airports and churches | 1:11:08 | 1:11:11 | |
without shite to show for it. | 1:11:11 | 1:11:13 | |
Yeesh. | 1:11:15 | 1:11:17 | |
You find something, Murphy? | 1:11:17 | 1:11:19 | |
Looks to be our poor dead cop's badge. | 1:11:19 | 1:11:23 | |
It's all bent up. Something's stuck in it. | 1:11:23 | 1:11:26 | |
Bloody he... It's the bullet! | 1:11:27 | 1:11:31 | |
Ugh! | 1:11:31 | 1:11:33 | |
Aaagh! | 1:11:35 | 1:11:36 | |
You son of a bitch! Bastard! | 1:11:38 | 1:11:41 | |
Agh! | 1:11:42 | 1:11:43 | |
'They weren't cops, these four. | 1:11:43 | 1:11:45 | |
'They were mercenaries. | 1:11:45 | 1:11:47 | |
'And if they were hired by who I think they were, | 1:11:47 | 1:11:49 | |
'the bad times haven't even started yet. | 1:11:49 | 1:11:52 | |
'And everything seemed to be going so well.' | 1:11:52 | 1:11:56 | |
Remember, we don't have to deliver every last inch of the man, Brian. | 1:12:07 | 1:12:11 | |
You got a good point there, Ronnie. | 1:12:11 | 1:12:14 | |
Hand me a knife. | 1:12:14 | 1:12:17 | |
-Should I take a nap while I'm doing all this waiting? -I'm at the bone. | 1:12:18 | 1:12:22 | |
All right? | 1:12:22 | 1:12:24 | |
Ough. Ah. Here we go. | 1:12:24 | 1:12:27 | |
Have you ever seen anything so pretty in your whole life? | 1:12:30 | 1:12:35 | |
We'll be back for the three of you. | 1:12:35 | 1:12:37 | |
And if anyone happens by, use your imagination. OK? | 1:12:37 | 1:12:41 | |
'Silence now. No air to breath. | 1:12:51 | 1:12:55 | |
'Only the horrid oily tar taste creeping up my nostrils. | 1:12:56 | 1:13:00 | |
'Let it in. Let it fill your lungs. | 1:13:00 | 1:13:05 | |
'They were counting on you and you blew it. | 1:13:05 | 1:13:09 | |
'Skinny, steely fingers at my wrist. | 1:13:09 | 1:13:13 | |
'Miho, you're an angel. | 1:13:13 | 1:13:17 | |
'You're a saint. You're Mother Theresa. | 1:13:17 | 1:13:21 | |
'You're Elvis. | 1:13:21 | 1:13:23 | |
'You're God. And if you'd shown up ten minutes earlier, | 1:13:23 | 1:13:28 | |
'we'd still have Jackie Boy's head.' | 1:13:28 | 1:13:31 | |
Dwight, they got Gail. | 1:13:32 | 1:13:34 | |
It's a cinch. You got yourselves a spy in Old Town. | 1:13:36 | 1:13:39 | |
A stoolie who sold you to the mob. We gotta find out who and rescue Gail. | 1:13:39 | 1:13:44 | |
But we gotta get Jackie Boy's head before it gets to wherever it's going | 1:13:44 | 1:13:48 | |
and this whole situation blows wide open. | 1:13:48 | 1:13:51 | |
Miho, I hope to hell you left one of them alive enough to talk. | 1:13:51 | 1:13:55 | |
'I let him know I'm not fooling around.' | 1:14:03 | 1:14:06 | |
Agh! Agh! | 1:14:06 | 1:14:09 | |
Agh! Ough! | 1:14:09 | 1:14:11 | |
'We talk.' | 1:14:11 | 1:14:13 | |
'Stay smart, stay cool. | 1:14:22 | 1:14:24 | |
'It's time to prove to your friends that you're worth a damn. | 1:14:24 | 1:14:28 | |
'Sometimes that means dying. | 1:14:28 | 1:14:31 | |
'Sometimes it means killing a whole lot of people.' | 1:14:32 | 1:14:35 | |
-There they are. What do we do? -We stop them, Dallas. | 1:14:35 | 1:14:40 | |
'Jackie Boy's head's so close to me, I could almost reach out | 1:14:47 | 1:14:51 | |
'and grab it right then and there.' | 1:14:51 | 1:14:55 | |
GUNSHOTS | 1:14:55 | 1:14:56 | |
-Ugh! -Get the head! Get the head! | 1:14:58 | 1:15:01 | |
I got it, I got it! | 1:15:02 | 1:15:04 | |
Suck on this, you stupid slag! | 1:15:11 | 1:15:14 | |
'I can't tell if Miho is alive or dead, | 1:15:17 | 1:15:20 | |
'but I'm on my feet and every ounce of me | 1:15:20 | 1:15:23 | |
'wants to get some killing done.' | 1:15:23 | 1:15:25 | |
'Want the head now, sweetheart, so, come down and get it!' | 1:15:27 | 1:15:32 | |
GUNSHOTS | 1:15:32 | 1:15:34 | |
Brave lad. | 1:15:36 | 1:15:38 | |
I could have put a bullet straight down your ear just now, | 1:15:38 | 1:15:42 | |
if I hadn't got me revolver all wet and useless. | 1:15:42 | 1:15:45 | |
You got the drop on me, love. I'm as helpless as a baby. | 1:15:45 | 1:15:50 | |
Better come clean with you, sweetheart. | 1:15:57 | 1:16:00 | |
It was an outright lie I was giving you about me revolver being wet. | 1:16:00 | 1:16:04 | |
You see, I'm not too fond of shooting. | 1:16:04 | 1:16:07 | |
It's my preference to blow things up. | 1:16:07 | 1:16:10 | |
Once you've blasted the roof off a pub, | 1:16:10 | 1:16:13 | |
and seen all the parts flying off people, | 1:16:13 | 1:16:16 | |
a little bang-bang's never going to match the sight of that. | 1:16:16 | 1:16:20 | |
And here's me with all these fine grenades, | 1:16:20 | 1:16:23 | |
such a sweet beauty of a remote. | 1:16:23 | 1:16:26 | |
But it's me knife I'll be doing you with. | 1:16:26 | 1:16:29 | |
You killed me mates. | 1:16:29 | 1:16:31 | |
Someone should have told ya. | 1:16:31 | 1:16:33 | |
Never give an Irishman good cause for revenge. | 1:16:33 | 1:16:36 | |
'Deadly little Miho. | 1:16:38 | 1:16:40 | |
'You won't feel a thing unless she wants you to. | 1:16:40 | 1:16:44 | |
'She twists the blade. | 1:16:44 | 1:16:46 | |
'He feels it. | 1:16:46 | 1:16:49 | |
'I tell Miho what we're gonna do and how we're gonna do it. | 1:16:51 | 1:16:55 | |
'I grab Dallas's car phone and make the most important call of my life. | 1:16:55 | 1:16:59 | |
'First, we gotta rescue Gail. | 1:16:59 | 1:17:02 | |
'Then comes the kill. The big, fat kill.' | 1:17:02 | 1:17:06 | |
Agh! | 1:17:16 | 1:17:17 | |
-You just gonna stand here and watch this? -Are you kidding me, man? | 1:17:17 | 1:17:22 | |
I could watch Manute do his thing all night long and not get tired of it. | 1:17:22 | 1:17:26 | |
The man's an artist. | 1:17:26 | 1:17:27 | |
Only an artist should be allowed | 1:17:27 | 1:17:29 | |
to touch such a beautiful subject. Your skin is perfect. | 1:17:29 | 1:17:34 | |
Your nerves responsive. | 1:17:34 | 1:17:37 | |
Beautiful. | 1:17:37 | 1:17:39 | |
Just give them what they want, Gail. | 1:17:39 | 1:17:41 | |
Ah. Ugh. Becky? | 1:17:41 | 1:17:46 | |
It's over, Gail. | 1:17:46 | 1:17:48 | |
There's no fighting them. Dwight's dead. | 1:17:48 | 1:17:52 | |
They got what's left of that cop we killed. | 1:17:52 | 1:17:54 | |
The mob'll turn it over to the police chief, | 1:17:54 | 1:17:57 | |
the cops will mow us down. | 1:17:57 | 1:17:58 | |
We gotta cut a deal. | 1:17:58 | 1:18:00 | |
You little bitch. You sold us out. | 1:18:00 | 1:18:03 | |
I didn't have no choice! | 1:18:03 | 1:18:05 | |
They was gonna hurt my mom. You gotta cut a deal with these people. | 1:18:05 | 1:18:09 | |
It's selfish, holding out like this. | 1:18:09 | 1:18:11 | |
-You'll get a lot of girls killed for no good reason. -It wasn't your mom. | 1:18:11 | 1:18:15 | |
We could have protected her and you know it! | 1:18:15 | 1:18:18 | |
It was the money, you stupid little bitch! | 1:18:18 | 1:18:21 | |
Sure, there is money. Sure, you could've moved my mom into Old Town, | 1:18:21 | 1:18:25 | |
and let her know that her daughter's a whore. | 1:18:25 | 1:18:27 | |
Breaks your heart. | 1:18:27 | 1:18:30 | |
They offered me what you couldn't never offer me. A way out. | 1:18:30 | 1:18:34 | |
I had to watch out for my own neck. | 1:18:34 | 1:18:37 | |
Your neck. Your precious, scrawny... | 1:18:37 | 1:18:41 | |
..little neck! | 1:18:41 | 1:18:43 | |
Agh! Agh! | 1:18:43 | 1:18:45 | |
You're crazy! You could've ripped my throat out, you crazy whore! | 1:18:45 | 1:18:50 | |
Schutz, fetch my blades. | 1:18:52 | 1:18:55 | |
Stuka, kill this one. | 1:18:55 | 1:18:57 | |
No, I was promised... | 1:18:57 | 1:18:59 | |
Stupid little bitch! You deserve worse. | 1:18:59 | 1:19:02 | |
I knew there was a reason I got out of bed this morning. | 1:19:02 | 1:19:05 | |
Hey! | 1:19:07 | 1:19:08 | |
Hey! | 1:19:09 | 1:19:11 | |
Nobody. I don't see nobody. | 1:19:11 | 1:19:14 | |
Will you look at that? That's right through me. Guys, look. | 1:19:14 | 1:19:17 | |
There's something wrapped around it. | 1:19:17 | 1:19:20 | |
-Some kind of note. -Give it to me. | 1:19:20 | 1:19:23 | |
It's right through me. Guys, look. | 1:19:24 | 1:19:27 | |
It's starting to really hurt. | 1:19:27 | 1:19:30 | |
Out back, everyone, and bring the women. | 1:19:30 | 1:19:33 | |
You think somebody should call me a doctor? | 1:19:33 | 1:19:36 | |
McCarthy, you fool. | 1:19:36 | 1:19:38 | |
Hey. | 1:19:40 | 1:19:42 | |
Guys? | 1:19:42 | 1:19:43 | |
Augh. | 1:19:45 | 1:19:47 | |
'Dozens of them, armed to the teeth. | 1:19:49 | 1:19:53 | |
'I'm outnumbered, outgunned. | 1:19:54 | 1:19:57 | |
'But the alley is crooked, dark and very narrow. | 1:19:58 | 1:20:02 | |
'They can't surround me. | 1:20:03 | 1:20:06 | |
'Sometimes you can beat the odds with a careful choice of where to fight.' | 1:20:06 | 1:20:10 | |
You can have Old Town. I don't care. | 1:20:15 | 1:20:17 | |
Just give me the woman! | 1:20:17 | 1:20:20 | |
MUFFLED SHOUTING | 1:20:20 | 1:20:22 | |
Shut up. | 1:20:22 | 1:20:23 | |
Dwight,... don't do this. | 1:20:23 | 1:20:27 | |
-Hey, something's not right. -Shut up or I'll plug you. | 1:20:27 | 1:20:30 | |
Of course, Mr McCarthy. | 1:20:30 | 1:20:33 | |
A fair trade. She's all yours. | 1:20:33 | 1:20:36 | |
Now, if you'll explain to me why we shouldn't blow you to pieces. | 1:20:45 | 1:20:49 | |
Dwight, what have you done? | 1:20:49 | 1:20:52 | |
Exactly what I had to... | 1:20:52 | 1:20:55 | |
..every step of the way. | 1:20:56 | 1:20:59 | |
No! It isn't right. There wasn't no tape over his mouth! | 1:21:01 | 1:21:05 | |
How come there's tape over his mouth? | 1:21:05 | 1:21:07 | |
'Where to fight counts for a lot...' | 1:21:18 | 1:21:21 | |
Cute trick, McCarthy, | 1:21:21 | 1:21:22 | |
but it will do you no good. | 1:21:22 | 1:21:25 | |
'..but there's nothing like having friends show up with lots of guns.' | 1:21:25 | 1:21:29 | |
No, McCarthy, you said... | 1:21:29 | 1:21:32 | |
'The girls all know the score. | 1:21:34 | 1:21:37 | |
'No escape, no surrender, no mercy. | 1:21:37 | 1:21:44 | |
'We gotta kill every last rat bastard one of them. | 1:21:44 | 1:21:48 | |
'Every last one. Not for revenge. | 1:21:48 | 1:21:51 | |
'Not because they deserve it. | 1:21:51 | 1:21:54 | |
'Not because it'll make the world a better place. | 1:21:54 | 1:21:57 | |
'We need a heap of bloody bodies so when mob boss Wallenquist | 1:21:57 | 1:22:01 | |
'looks over his charts of profits and losses, | 1:22:01 | 1:22:04 | |
'he'll see what it cost him to mess with the girls of Old Town. | 1:22:04 | 1:22:08 | |
'The Valkyrie at my side is shouting and laughing with the pure hateful, | 1:22:08 | 1:22:12 | |
'blood-thirsty joy of the slaughter. | 1:22:12 | 1:22:15 | |
'And so am I.' | 1:22:16 | 1:22:19 | |
'The fire, baby, | 1:22:23 | 1:22:25 | |
'it'll burn us both. | 1:22:25 | 1:22:28 | |
'There's no place in this world for our kind of fire. | 1:22:28 | 1:22:31 | |
'My warrior woman. | 1:22:31 | 1:22:34 | |
'My Valkyrie. You'll always be mine. | 1:22:34 | 1:22:38 | |
'Always. | 1:22:39 | 1:22:41 | |
'And never.' | 1:22:41 | 1:22:44 | |
Evening, officer. | 1:22:56 | 1:22:58 | |
I don't have to introduce myself, do I? | 1:22:58 | 1:23:02 | |
Do you read the papers? | 1:23:02 | 1:23:04 | |
This being an election year, you've seen plenty of my picture. | 1:23:04 | 1:23:07 | |
You know who I am and what I can do. | 1:23:07 | 1:23:10 | |
And I'm doing you, Hartigan. | 1:23:10 | 1:23:13 | |
Cold and hard, I'm doing you. | 1:23:13 | 1:23:16 | |
You blew my son's ear off. | 1:23:16 | 1:23:19 | |
You blew his arm off, you even... | 1:23:20 | 1:23:22 | |
..blew his nuts and his pecker off. | 1:23:22 | 1:23:25 | |
He's in a coma right now. They say he may never come out of it. My boy. | 1:23:27 | 1:23:32 | |
He could've been the first Roark to become president of the US, | 1:23:32 | 1:23:35 | |
but you turned him into a brain-damaged dickless freak. | 1:23:35 | 1:23:39 | |
Pulling that trigger make you feel powerful? | 1:23:39 | 1:23:43 | |
Power don't come from a badge or a gun. | 1:23:43 | 1:23:47 | |
Power comes from lying. | 1:23:48 | 1:23:51 | |
Lying big and getting the whole damn world to play along with you. | 1:23:51 | 1:23:55 | |
Once you've got everybody agreeing with what they know in their hearts | 1:23:55 | 1:23:58 | |
ain't true, you got them by the balls. | 1:23:58 | 1:24:01 | |
There's, what, maybe 500 people in this hospital. | 1:24:01 | 1:24:05 | |
I could pump you full of bullets now and I wouldn't even be arrested. | 1:24:08 | 1:24:12 | |
Everyone would lie for me, everyone who counts. | 1:24:12 | 1:24:16 | |
Otherwise all their own lies, everything that runs Sin City, | 1:24:16 | 1:24:20 | |
it all comes tumbling down like a pack of cards. | 1:24:20 | 1:24:22 | |
LAUGHS | 1:24:22 | 1:24:26 | |
But I want you firm and fit and healthy. | 1:24:26 | 1:24:29 | |
I'm even putting up cash of my own to get you more surgery. Fix that... | 1:24:29 | 1:24:33 | |
..heart condition of yours. | 1:24:33 | 1:24:36 | |
You're gonna keep on living a long time, I'll make sure of that. | 1:24:36 | 1:24:40 | |
You're gonna be convicted of raping that little brat, | 1:24:42 | 1:24:46 | |
and shooting my boy and you'll spend the rest of your life in prison | 1:24:46 | 1:24:49 | |
disgraced, destroyed... | 1:24:49 | 1:24:52 | |
..alone. | 1:24:53 | 1:24:56 | |
Your wife, you tell her the truth and she's dead. | 1:24:56 | 1:25:00 | |
You tell anybody the truth and they're dead. | 1:25:00 | 1:25:03 | |
They won't let me testify. I told the cops that you saved my life | 1:25:04 | 1:25:08 | |
and they acted like I was crazy. | 1:25:08 | 1:25:11 | |
They talked my parents into keeping me away. | 1:25:11 | 1:25:14 | |
They said you done things you didn't do. | 1:25:14 | 1:25:16 | |
I told them that you saved me from that Roark creep. | 1:25:16 | 1:25:20 | |
But they won't even check me out to see if I'm still a virgin. | 1:25:20 | 1:25:24 | |
I'm still a virgin, still alive... thanks to you. | 1:25:24 | 1:25:27 | |
They got it all backwards. | 1:25:27 | 1:25:29 | |
Sometimes the truth doesn't matter like it ought. | 1:25:29 | 1:25:32 | |
But you'll always remember things right. | 1:25:32 | 1:25:36 | |
That's gonna mean a lot to me. | 1:25:36 | 1:25:38 | |
But stay away, Nancy. | 1:25:39 | 1:25:42 | |
They'll kill you if you don't stay away. | 1:25:42 | 1:25:45 | |
Don't visit me, don't write me. | 1:25:45 | 1:25:48 | |
Don't even say my name. | 1:25:48 | 1:25:51 | |
Maybe you won't let me visit but I'll still write to you, Hartigan. | 1:25:51 | 1:25:55 | |
I'll sign my letters Cordelia. | 1:25:55 | 1:25:57 | |
It's a name of a really cool detective in books I read. | 1:25:57 | 1:26:01 | |
I'll write to you every week. | 1:26:01 | 1:26:03 | |
For for ever. | 1:26:03 | 1:26:06 | |
Sure, kid. | 1:26:06 | 1:26:07 | |
Now, run on home. It's not safe for you here. | 1:26:09 | 1:26:13 | |
Bye, Nancy. | 1:26:17 | 1:26:18 | |
I love you. | 1:26:22 | 1:26:24 | |
Ugh! | 1:26:31 | 1:26:32 | |
John Hartigan. | 1:26:32 | 1:26:34 | |
Mr Law and Order. | 1:26:34 | 1:26:37 | |
Mr By-The-Book. | 1:26:38 | 1:26:41 | |
Mr High and Mighty. | 1:26:41 | 1:26:43 | |
Oh, I gotta give you credit for being such a straight arrow | 1:26:43 | 1:26:47 | |
for so damn many years without it catching up with you. | 1:26:47 | 1:26:51 | |
It's catching up with you now, friend of mine. | 1:26:51 | 1:26:54 | |
It's catching up with you but good. Ugh! | 1:26:54 | 1:26:57 | |
-Ragh! -Agh! | 1:26:58 | 1:27:01 | |
-Maybe I ought to look at him. He doesn't look too good. -Oh! | 1:27:01 | 1:27:04 | |
He's hale and hearty, Tammy. See? | 1:27:04 | 1:27:08 | |
He's the picture of health. | 1:27:08 | 1:27:11 | |
That Tammy there. She's fine, isn't she? | 1:27:12 | 1:27:15 | |
I rented her out of Old Town. | 1:27:15 | 1:27:18 | |
I wanted to show you what you won't be getting any of. Not in prison. | 1:27:18 | 1:27:22 | |
You hear me, Hartigan? You stop being stupid. | 1:27:22 | 1:27:25 | |
Start playing along with us, you might just get some of Tammy. | 1:27:25 | 1:27:29 | |
Ooh. You see that? She flinched. | 1:27:29 | 1:27:33 | |
You make her sick. | 1:27:33 | 1:27:35 | |
She heard about you and that little girl. | 1:27:35 | 1:27:39 | |
'This is nothing but a price I promised myself I'd pay, | 1:27:39 | 1:27:42 | |
'and I'm paying it. | 1:27:42 | 1:27:43 | |
'You don't save a little girl's life, then turn around | 1:27:43 | 1:27:46 | |
'and throw her to the dogs. | 1:27:46 | 1:27:48 | |
'Not in my book, you don't. | 1:27:48 | 1:27:50 | |
'They want a confession. They won't get it.' | 1:27:50 | 1:27:53 | |
'There's a letter from Nancy waiting when they put me in solitary. | 1:27:55 | 1:28:00 | |
'She calls herself Cordelia, just like she promised. | 1:28:00 | 1:28:03 | |
'She makes no mention of anything that would give her away. | 1:28:03 | 1:28:06 | |
'At first, I figure she'll send another note or two, | 1:28:06 | 1:28:10 | |
'before her young mind moves on to better things. | 1:28:10 | 1:28:13 | |
'But every Thursday, another one arrives. | 1:28:13 | 1:28:15 | |
'What a sweet kid. | 1:28:16 | 1:28:18 | |
'I do my best to keep my hand from shaking when I reach for it. | 1:28:18 | 1:28:22 | |
'She's the only friend I've got. | 1:28:22 | 1:28:24 | |
'The daughter I never had. My sweet Cordelia. | 1:28:24 | 1:28:28 | |
'Skinny little Nancy Callahan. | 1:28:28 | 1:28:31 | |
'Eight years pass. | 1:28:32 | 1:28:35 | |
'Then comes a Thursday when I bound from my cot, | 1:28:39 | 1:28:42 | |
'excited as a kid at Christmas, only to find myself | 1:28:42 | 1:28:45 | |
'staring at the damn floor of my damn cell, | 1:28:45 | 1:28:48 | |
'looking for a letter from Nancy that isn't there. | 1:28:48 | 1:28:51 | |
'Then another Thursday with no letter. | 1:28:51 | 1:28:53 | |
'Is she all right? Did something happen to her? | 1:28:53 | 1:28:57 | |
'Nothing. | 1:28:57 | 1:29:00 | |
'Two months now. Not a word from Nancy. | 1:29:00 | 1:29:03 | |
'Did they find her? Did they get to her? | 1:29:03 | 1:29:07 | |
'Of course. Stupid old man! | 1:29:07 | 1:29:10 | |
'Do your math. Nancy's 19 years old. | 1:29:10 | 1:29:14 | |
'How long did you expect her to keep writing? | 1:29:14 | 1:29:17 | |
'She was a saint to keep it up as long as she did. | 1:29:17 | 1:29:20 | |
'She's forgotten you, old man. | 1:29:20 | 1:29:23 | |
'You're alone. You're all alone.' | 1:29:23 | 1:29:28 | |
'This guy smells awful, like bad food. | 1:29:34 | 1:29:38 | |
'Like a corpse in a dumpster in the middle of summer. | 1:29:38 | 1:29:41 | |
'He stinks so bad, I wanna throw up. | 1:29:41 | 1:29:44 | |
'Practically knocked my head off, the bastard. | 1:29:54 | 1:29:57 | |
'When I come to, I see it. | 1:29:57 | 1:30:00 | |
'The same kind of envelope Nancy always uses. | 1:30:00 | 1:30:03 | |
'But there's no letter inside of it. | 1:30:03 | 1:30:06 | |
'Something soft. Something that ought to be alive. | 1:30:06 | 1:30:10 | |
'A hunk of meat and bone that oughta be the index finger of the right hand | 1:30:10 | 1:30:14 | |
'of a 19-year-old girl. | 1:30:14 | 1:30:15 | |
'How the hell did they find her? | 1:30:15 | 1:30:17 | |
'She was so careful. | 1:30:17 | 1:30:19 | |
'She never gave away where she lives or where she works.' | 1:30:19 | 1:30:22 | |
Aaaaagh! | 1:30:22 | 1:30:27 | |
'I've gotta get out. I've gotta help her. | 1:30:27 | 1:30:30 | |
'Nothing else matters. Not my life and not my pride either. | 1:30:30 | 1:30:36 | |
'It's only one final surrender they want. You got me, Roark. | 1:30:36 | 1:30:39 | |
'You beat me. | 1:30:39 | 1:30:42 | |
'I say everything they wanna hear, just the way they wanna hear it. | 1:30:42 | 1:30:46 | |
'I tell them I'm a twisted, wretched child molester. | 1:30:46 | 1:30:49 | |
'I agree to everything they want from me. | 1:30:49 | 1:30:52 | |
'I love you, Nancy.' | 1:30:52 | 1:30:55 | |
It's a lot of miles into town, Hartigan. | 1:31:06 | 1:31:09 | |
You care for a ride? | 1:31:11 | 1:31:13 | |
As long as you stay in front of me. | 1:31:13 | 1:31:15 | |
Prison's made you paranoid. Talk about water under the bridge. | 1:31:15 | 1:31:19 | |
Christ. | 1:31:19 | 1:31:21 | |
Eight years. | 1:31:21 | 1:31:25 | |
Yeah, eight years. | 1:31:25 | 1:31:28 | |
Well, if it's any consolation to you... | 1:31:28 | 1:31:31 | |
..you made me hate myself. | 1:31:34 | 1:31:36 | |
-Any word from Eileen? -Yeah. | 1:31:38 | 1:31:41 | |
She got remarried... | 1:31:41 | 1:31:44 | |
..four years ago. | 1:31:44 | 1:31:46 | |
She had two kids. I'm sorry, John. | 1:31:48 | 1:31:51 | |
Nah. Don't be. I'm glad. | 1:31:51 | 1:31:55 | |
Eileen always wanted kids. | 1:31:56 | 1:31:59 | |
She'll make a good mother. | 1:31:59 | 1:32:01 | |
Like you said, Bob, water under the bridge. | 1:32:03 | 1:32:06 | |
'Bob and I get on with our fond farewells to each other, | 1:32:18 | 1:32:21 | |
'and I go looking for the only human being who means a damn to me, Nancy. | 1:32:21 | 1:32:26 | |
'How could they have found out it was you writing those letters to me? | 1:32:26 | 1:32:30 | |
'How did they find out who you are? | 1:32:30 | 1:32:32 | |
'And what have they done to you, baby? | 1:32:32 | 1:32:35 | |
'Not a sound. | 1:32:39 | 1:32:41 | |
'No sign of life. | 1:32:41 | 1:32:44 | |
'Has Roark gone to all this trouble just to torture a broken old man? | 1:32:44 | 1:32:47 | |
'Like a kid poking at a fly when he's already torn his wings off? | 1:32:47 | 1:32:51 | |
'What has he done to Nancy? | 1:32:51 | 1:32:54 | |
'It's like all she does is read and study and write. No diary. | 1:32:54 | 1:32:58 | |
'No phone numbers or addresses written down anywhere. | 1:32:58 | 1:33:02 | |
'Closest thing to a clue is a pack of matches from a lousy saloon. | 1:33:03 | 1:33:07 | |
'It's a long shot, but maybe she's got some friends there.' | 1:33:07 | 1:33:12 | |
'A dead end. Nancy wouldn't have anything to do with losers like this, | 1:33:18 | 1:33:22 | |
'but if there's anything to be found here, the faintest lead to wherever | 1:33:22 | 1:33:27 | |
'Nancy is or whoever kidnapped and mutilated her, this is the place.' | 1:33:27 | 1:33:31 | |
Excuse me. I'm wondering if you could help me. I'm looking for somebody. | 1:33:31 | 1:33:35 | |
A cold night like this, everybody's looking for somebody, stranger. | 1:33:35 | 1:33:39 | |
It's not like that. Her name is Nancy. | 1:33:39 | 1:33:42 | |
Eyes to the stage, pilgrim. She's just warming up. | 1:33:42 | 1:33:46 | |
# Love Anybody with a heart votes love | 1:33:46 | 1:33:49 | |
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# Anybody with a heart votes love | 1:33:51 | 1:33:52 | |
# Anybody with a heart votes love. # | 1:33:52 | 1:33:55 | |
'Skinny little Nancy Callahan. | 1:33:55 | 1:33:57 | |
'She grew up. | 1:33:57 | 1:34:00 | |
'She filled out. | 1:34:00 | 1:34:02 | |
'Nancy Callahan, 19 years old. | 1:34:02 | 1:34:06 | |
'Here I was expecting a skinny little bookworm. | 1:34:08 | 1:34:11 | |
'Maybe a bit too shy for her own good. | 1:34:11 | 1:34:14 | |
'How little she told me about herself in all her letters | 1:34:14 | 1:34:17 | |
'for all those years. | 1:34:17 | 1:34:20 | |
'How the hell did they find her? Then it hits me. | 1:34:24 | 1:34:28 | |
'They were bluffing. I've led them straight to her. | 1:34:29 | 1:34:34 | |
'She hasn't spotted you yet. | 1:34:43 | 1:34:45 | |
'Turn around and walk out the door. | 1:34:45 | 1:34:48 | |
'Lead the creep outside. | 1:34:48 | 1:34:51 | |
'Get that Beretta away from him somehow and kill him. | 1:34:51 | 1:34:55 | |
'I'm just a horny ex-con watching an exotic dancer. | 1:34:55 | 1:34:59 | |
'Just a few seconds and she'll be safe. | 1:34:59 | 1:35:02 | |
'No, Nancy. Don't notice me. | 1:35:03 | 1:35:06 | |
'Don't recognise me.' | 1:35:06 | 1:35:10 | |
# Anybody with a heart votes love... # | 1:35:10 | 1:35:12 | |
Nancy. | 1:35:12 | 1:35:13 | |
# Anybody with a heart votes love | 1:35:13 | 1:35:15 | |
# Anybody with a heart votes love | 1:35:15 | 1:35:17 | |
# Anybody with a heart votes love. # | 1:35:17 | 1:35:19 | |
There's no time to explain. I've made a terrible mistake. | 1:35:19 | 1:35:22 | |
I put you in terrible danger. We need to get out of here right this second. | 1:35:22 | 1:35:26 | |
-Whatever you say, Hartigan. Let me throw some clothes on. -OK. | 1:35:26 | 1:35:30 | |
And here I'd figured you'd forgotten about me. | 1:35:32 | 1:35:35 | |
-Me and my dumb letters. -Kept me going. | 1:35:35 | 1:35:38 | |
Kept me from killing myself. | 1:35:40 | 1:35:42 | |
Hurry up, will you? | 1:35:44 | 1:35:45 | |
-Maybe I should drive. -Not a chance. | 1:35:51 | 1:35:54 | |
Nobody but me can keep this heap running. | 1:35:54 | 1:35:57 | |
Besides, from the sounds of things, you might have to shoot somebody. | 1:36:03 | 1:36:07 | |
-I don't have a gun. -Under the seat. | 1:36:07 | 1:36:10 | |
It's loaded and it works. | 1:36:11 | 1:36:14 | |
-This'll do. -Taken it to the range a couple of times. | 1:36:16 | 1:36:19 | |
Kicks like a mule. | 1:36:19 | 1:36:22 | |
Hartigan? | 1:36:24 | 1:36:26 | |
There's so much I've wanted to say to you. | 1:36:26 | 1:36:30 | |
You've never been far from my thoughts. | 1:36:30 | 1:36:32 | |
I've lain awake nights thinking of you. | 1:36:32 | 1:36:35 | |
What are you talking about? | 1:36:35 | 1:36:37 | |
GUNSHOT | 1:36:37 | 1:36:38 | |
Damn! Keep driving, Nancy. Keep driving and keep the car on the road! | 1:36:38 | 1:36:42 | |
'She's counting on you, old man' | 1:36:46 | 1:36:48 | |
What are you doing? | 1:36:48 | 1:36:49 | |
'Prove you're still worth a damn.' | 1:36:49 | 1:36:52 | |
Try to keep it on the road, Nancy! | 1:36:57 | 1:37:00 | |
Agh! | 1:37:00 | 1:37:02 | |
'He's a decent shot. He's got skill. But he's in too much of a hurry, | 1:37:03 | 1:37:07 | |
'throwing away bullets like they were candy. | 1:37:07 | 1:37:10 | |
'He doesn't know how to take his time. | 1:37:14 | 1:37:16 | |
'Aim careful and look the devil in the eye.' | 1:37:16 | 1:37:19 | |
Aaagh! | 1:37:19 | 1:37:22 | |
-Stop the car, Nancy. I've gotta confirm the kill. -What? | 1:37:27 | 1:37:31 | |
-Stop the car, now! -Right. Stop the car. Confirm the kill. | 1:37:31 | 1:37:35 | |
-Sorry, I got a little rattled. -It's OK. | 1:37:41 | 1:37:45 | |
You did great. Sit tight. I'll be right back. | 1:37:45 | 1:37:48 | |
No. Let me stay close. Nothing can happen to me when I'm with you. | 1:37:48 | 1:37:53 | |
Please? Let me stay close? | 1:37:53 | 1:37:56 | |
'The stink. I almost gag. | 1:38:05 | 1:38:08 | |
'His blood smells even worse than he does. | 1:38:08 | 1:38:11 | |
'And it's all over the place. | 1:38:11 | 1:38:14 | |
'But the creep himself, he's gone.' | 1:38:14 | 1:38:17 | |
POLICE SIRENS BLARE | 1:38:17 | 1:38:18 | |
We're out of time. | 1:38:18 | 1:38:20 | |
'Sirens. I used to welcome the sound. | 1:38:20 | 1:38:24 | |
'There's nothing to do now but find a place to huddle up for the night, | 1:38:25 | 1:38:28 | |
'get Nancy calmed down and figure out what on earth I'm gonna do next. | 1:38:28 | 1:38:32 | |
'The stink. It stays with us all the way to the motel.' | 1:38:32 | 1:38:35 | |
Nancy, I went to your apartment. | 1:38:35 | 1:38:38 | |
Your window was thrown wide open. The rooms looked almost empty. | 1:38:38 | 1:38:42 | |
-That's why I was sure you'd been kidnapped. -My window? | 1:38:42 | 1:38:45 | |
Robbed again? That's the third time this year. | 1:38:45 | 1:38:48 | |
I swore if I saw you again, I'd show you I grew up strong. | 1:38:48 | 1:38:51 | |
There I was just like before, scared and helpless. I'm such an asshole. | 1:38:51 | 1:38:56 | |
You should sit down. | 1:38:56 | 1:38:57 | |
You'll feel a little bit better if you sit down. | 1:38:57 | 1:39:01 | |
'I've never been all that good with people. | 1:39:01 | 1:39:04 | |
'When it comes to reassuring a traumatised 19-year-old, | 1:39:04 | 1:39:08 | |
'I'm as expert as a palsy victim | 1:39:08 | 1:39:09 | |
'doing brain surgery with a pipe wrench.' | 1:39:09 | 1:39:11 | |
It's always been you, Hartigan. All these years. | 1:39:11 | 1:39:16 | |
It's just nerves making you say that, Nancy. | 1:39:16 | 1:39:20 | |
You're just exhausted. You need to sleep. | 1:39:20 | 1:39:22 | |
-Sleep with me. -Stop it, Nancy. | 1:39:22 | 1:39:25 | |
Eight years. Why do you think I kept writing you those letters? | 1:39:25 | 1:39:32 | |
It wasn't just gratitude. | 1:39:32 | 1:39:34 | |
I tried to fall in love with boys. | 1:39:34 | 1:39:37 | |
I thought I did once or twice. | 1:39:37 | 1:39:39 | |
But I was already in love... with you. | 1:39:39 | 1:39:43 | |
That's enough. Jesus Christ. | 1:39:43 | 1:39:46 | |
I'm old enough to be your grandfather. | 1:39:46 | 1:39:48 | |
-You're just scared. -I'm not scared. | 1:39:48 | 1:39:51 | |
No. | 1:39:51 | 1:39:53 | |
There's wrong and there's wrong and then there's this. | 1:40:27 | 1:40:30 | |
For God's sakes, you're just a kid. | 1:40:30 | 1:40:33 | |
I love you. | 1:40:33 | 1:40:36 | |
I love you, too, with all my heart. | 1:40:40 | 1:40:44 | |
'Cold shower. It helps.' | 1:40:44 | 1:40:48 | |
FOOTSTEPS | 1:40:48 | 1:40:49 | |
No, Nancy. | 1:40:49 | 1:40:50 | |
Recognise my voice, Hartigan? | 1:40:53 | 1:40:55 | |
Recognise my voice, you piece-of-shit cop? | 1:40:55 | 1:40:59 | |
I look different, but I bet you can recognise my voice. | 1:40:59 | 1:41:03 | |
Sure, I recognise your voice, Junior. | 1:41:03 | 1:41:07 | |
'Everything's gone straight to hell. | 1:41:09 | 1:41:11 | |
'I'd been suckered into betraying the only friend I've got, | 1:41:11 | 1:41:15 | |
'and put her in the hands of a murdering rapist | 1:41:15 | 1:41:17 | |
'I thought I'd put down for good. | 1:41:17 | 1:41:19 | |
'Suckered by a spoiled brat son of a senator. | 1:41:19 | 1:41:22 | |
'It's all gone to hell.' | 1:41:22 | 1:41:24 | |
Klump, it's me. I got a dead man needs to be fetched. | 1:41:24 | 1:41:28 | |
I want you to set me up for a party. | 1:41:28 | 1:41:31 | |
I've already got the girl, you dumb shit! | 1:41:31 | 1:41:33 | |
It better be perfect or I'm calling my dad. | 1:41:33 | 1:41:36 | |
My tools better be clean and sharp. Better be ready. | 1:41:36 | 1:41:40 | |
It better be perfect. | 1:41:40 | 1:41:42 | |
I get to do whatever I want, | 1:41:42 | 1:41:46 | |
however I want, whenever I want it. | 1:41:46 | 1:41:49 | |
My dad. I'd love him if I didn't hate him. | 1:41:49 | 1:41:52 | |
He spent a fortune hiring every expert on the planet | 1:41:52 | 1:41:55 | |
to grow back that equipment you blew off between my legs. | 1:41:55 | 1:41:58 | |
Just so the old fart can hold out some hope of having a grandkid. | 1:41:58 | 1:42:03 | |
Although, as you can see, there were some... side effects. | 1:42:03 | 1:42:06 | |
I'm not complaining, though. | 1:42:06 | 1:42:08 | |
Since you've been gone, I've been having the time of my life. | 1:42:08 | 1:42:10 | |
Now, you've led me back to your darling Cordelia. | 1:42:10 | 1:42:14 | |
We all wondered who wrote all those letters. She left not a clue. | 1:42:14 | 1:42:18 | |
Clever girl. So pretty, so pretty. | 1:42:19 | 1:42:22 | |
A little old for my taste, but I can forgive that just this once. | 1:42:24 | 1:42:29 | |
Nancy, don't scream. | 1:42:29 | 1:42:32 | |
Whatever he does to you, don't scream. | 1:42:32 | 1:42:34 | |
Oh, she'll scream. | 1:42:34 | 1:42:36 | |
I'm going to take all night doing dear old Nancy. | 1:42:36 | 1:42:38 | |
You'll die knowing it's all your fault. | 1:42:38 | 1:42:41 | |
They've all screamed, Hartigan. | 1:42:41 | 1:42:44 | |
Dozens of them. Maybe a hundred. | 1:42:44 | 1:42:46 | |
Eight year's worth and every one of them has screamed. | 1:42:46 | 1:42:50 | |
If there weren't so many people about, | 1:42:50 | 1:42:52 | |
I would show you how I'm gonna make dear old Nancy scream. | 1:42:52 | 1:42:56 | |
It's gonna be one hell of a show. | 1:42:56 | 1:42:59 | |
CHOKES | 1:43:03 | 1:43:05 | |
CHOKES | 1:43:06 | 1:43:08 | |
'This is it. | 1:43:08 | 1:43:09 | |
'No way to fight it now. No hope left. | 1:43:09 | 1:43:12 | |
'No chance. This is it. | 1:43:12 | 1:43:16 | |
'This is the end. | 1:43:17 | 1:43:20 | |
'No! Give it a shot, old man. | 1:43:21 | 1:43:24 | |
'Keep your neck tight. Move. | 1:43:24 | 1:43:27 | |
'The window. Maybe there's an alarm. The window. | 1:43:27 | 1:43:31 | |
'Keep your neck tight, goddamn it. Stay conscious. Stay conscious.' | 1:43:31 | 1:43:35 | |
SHATTERING | 1:43:35 | 1:43:36 | |
'No alarm. The glass. Cut the rope. | 1:43:36 | 1:43:39 | |
'You can do it. You can do it.' | 1:43:39 | 1:43:43 | |
It is inclement upon me to comment with marked displeasure | 1:43:43 | 1:43:47 | |
on your rash impulsiveness in selecting such an eye-catching | 1:43:47 | 1:43:51 | |
and impractical car to heist, Mr Shlubb. | 1:43:51 | 1:43:55 | |
Irrelevant to said mission is the following query, | 1:43:55 | 1:43:59 | |
which I now put forth to you. | 1:43:59 | 1:44:01 | |
Where in this most streamlined and trunkless of transports, | 1:44:01 | 1:44:07 | |
boner-inspiring though it may be, wherein are we to reposit | 1:44:07 | 1:44:11 | |
our recently deceased cargo? | 1:44:11 | 1:44:14 | |
I can only express puzzlement that borders on alarm. | 1:44:17 | 1:44:21 | |
Tell me where Roark takes the girls or I'll cut your damn head off. | 1:44:25 | 1:44:29 | |
In plain English, creep. | 1:44:29 | 1:44:31 | |
He had to seek his feral. | 1:44:31 | 1:44:33 | |
Even agrarian. | 1:44:33 | 1:44:35 | |
The farm! | 1:44:35 | 1:44:37 | |
'That's all I need to hear. | 1:44:37 | 1:44:40 | |
'Every cop on the force knows about the Roark Family's farm | 1:44:40 | 1:44:43 | |
'and to stay away from it. | 1:44:43 | 1:44:45 | |
'Shlubb and Klump were packing an arsenal. | 1:44:45 | 1:44:47 | |
'Once things get loud, I'll have use for the cannons. | 1:44:47 | 1:44:50 | |
'But at first, I'll have to play it quiet. | 1:44:50 | 1:44:53 | |
'Quiet and nasty. | 1:44:53 | 1:44:55 | |
'Nancy's car. Six miles from the farm. | 1:44:55 | 1:44:59 | |
'"Nobody but me can keep this heap running," she told me. | 1:44:59 | 1:45:02 | |
'Good girl. | 1:45:02 | 1:45:03 | |
'The car stalled on that bastard and you didn't tell him how to start it. | 1:45:03 | 1:45:08 | |
'You kept your mouth shut. I'll bet Junior was furious. | 1:45:08 | 1:45:11 | |
'I'll bet he slapped you around something fierce. | 1:45:11 | 1:45:15 | |
'But you stayed strong. You bought a few extra minutes. | 1:45:15 | 1:45:19 | |
'There's still a chance, Nancy. Don't scream. | 1:45:19 | 1:45:23 | |
'I ditch the car a mile from the farm and make my way through the woods. | 1:45:23 | 1:45:27 | |
'I'm not halfway there when it hits. | 1:45:27 | 1:45:30 | |
'My heart. | 1:45:31 | 1:45:33 | |
'It can't be my heart. I was cured. | 1:45:33 | 1:45:37 | |
'Bad cough. Blood in it. | 1:45:38 | 1:45:41 | |
'Doesn't matter now. I don't have to stay alive that much longer anyway. | 1:45:41 | 1:45:46 | |
'Rotten way to kill a man but it's quiet. | 1:45:51 | 1:45:54 | |
'Hate yourself later.' | 1:45:58 | 1:46:01 | |
THUMPING | 1:46:03 | 1:46:07 | |
WHIPPING | 1:46:09 | 1:46:12 | |
'You're only making this worse for yourself, you stupid cow!' | 1:46:12 | 1:46:16 | |
WHIPPING | 1:46:17 | 1:46:18 | |
Agh! | 1:46:18 | 1:46:19 | |
Agh! | 1:46:19 | 1:46:21 | |
Ugh! | 1:46:22 | 1:46:23 | |
Do you think I'm tired? Is that it? Do you think I'm getting tired? | 1:46:25 | 1:46:29 | |
You're the one who's gonna crack. You'll crack! | 1:46:29 | 1:46:33 | |
You'll cry and beg. | 1:46:33 | 1:46:36 | |
You'll scream. | 1:46:36 | 1:46:38 | |
Oh yeah, you'll scream, you big, fat, ugly cow! | 1:46:38 | 1:46:42 | |
You'll scream! | 1:46:42 | 1:46:44 | |
Agh! | 1:46:44 | 1:46:47 | |
You were thinking the whip was the worst I could do? | 1:46:49 | 1:46:52 | |
That was foreplay. | 1:46:52 | 1:46:55 | |
Hartigan was right about you. | 1:46:56 | 1:46:58 | |
You can't get it up unless I scream. | 1:46:58 | 1:47:02 | |
You're pathetic! | 1:47:03 | 1:47:05 | |
You're pathetic. | 1:47:06 | 1:47:08 | |
That's not wise at all to make fun of me like that. | 1:47:09 | 1:47:13 | |
It brings out the worst in me. | 1:47:14 | 1:47:17 | |
GUNSHOT | 1:47:20 | 1:47:23 | |
'Stupid old man. In too much of a hurry.' | 1:47:23 | 1:47:27 | |
Damn! It can't be! | 1:47:28 | 1:47:31 | |
'Charging in like Galahad just like I told myself I wouldn't. | 1:47:31 | 1:47:35 | |
'Stupid old man.' | 1:47:35 | 1:47:36 | |
Attacked him good! | 1:47:36 | 1:47:38 | |
Don't take no chances. Perforate the fool. | 1:47:38 | 1:47:41 | |
Good advice. | 1:47:45 | 1:47:47 | |
Give it up, Junior. It's over. Let her go. | 1:47:57 | 1:48:01 | |
You're dreaming, Hartigan. | 1:48:01 | 1:48:03 | |
I get to see your eyes while I fillet the woman of your dreams | 1:48:03 | 1:48:06 | |
right in front of you. | 1:48:06 | 1:48:07 | |
Look at you. | 1:48:07 | 1:48:09 | |
You're about to keel over. You can't even lift that cannon! | 1:48:09 | 1:48:13 | |
Sure I can. | 1:48:13 | 1:48:16 | |
LAUGHS | 1:48:19 | 1:48:20 | |
You gave me a scare there for a second, old man. | 1:48:22 | 1:48:25 | |
Nancy... I'm sorry. | 1:48:25 | 1:48:28 | |
I'm taking no chances with you. | 1:48:28 | 1:48:31 | |
First I soften you up, and then it's show time. | 1:48:33 | 1:48:37 | |
Here it comes. | 1:48:40 | 1:48:42 | |
It's gonna hurt. | 1:48:44 | 1:48:45 | |
You're right about that. | 1:48:45 | 1:48:48 | |
Ugh! | 1:48:49 | 1:48:51 | |
Sucker. | 1:48:51 | 1:48:53 | |
'I take away his weapon. | 1:48:56 | 1:48:59 | |
'Both of them.' | 1:48:59 | 1:49:02 | |
Aaaaaagh! | 1:49:02 | 1:49:04 | |
Eight... long... years... you... son of a bitch! | 1:49:12 | 1:49:16 | |
'After a while, all I'm doing is pounding wet chunks of bone | 1:49:16 | 1:49:20 | |
'into the floorboards, so I stop.' | 1:49:20 | 1:49:23 | |
So long, Junior. | 1:49:23 | 1:49:25 | |
Been a pleasure. | 1:49:25 | 1:49:28 | |
I didn't scream, Hartigan. | 1:49:33 | 1:49:35 | |
Not once. | 1:49:35 | 1:49:38 | |
-I didn't scream. -I know it, baby. | 1:49:38 | 1:49:41 | |
You grew up strong. | 1:49:42 | 1:49:44 | |
'By the time I get her to the car, Nancy stops shaking. | 1:49:55 | 1:49:58 | |
'Her skin is warm again. | 1:49:58 | 1:50:01 | |
'She's herself again.' | 1:50:01 | 1:50:02 | |
Thanks for remembering my coat. | 1:50:02 | 1:50:04 | |
And for all the little things. Like saving my life. | 1:50:06 | 1:50:10 | |
Twice. | 1:50:10 | 1:50:12 | |
You better get rolling. | 1:50:12 | 1:50:15 | |
You're not coming along? | 1:50:15 | 1:50:16 | |
No. I have friends on their way. | 1:50:16 | 1:50:19 | |
To collect evidence. I'm gonna blow this whole sick mess wide open. | 1:50:19 | 1:50:23 | |
I'm gonna clear my name. | 1:50:23 | 1:50:25 | |
I'm going to put Senator Roark behind bars where he belongs. | 1:50:25 | 1:50:29 | |
I can't lose you. Not again. | 1:50:30 | 1:50:33 | |
You'll never lose me, Nancy. | 1:50:35 | 1:50:38 | |
'Nancy Callahan, the love of my life. | 1:50:51 | 1:50:54 | |
'Shame to lie to her. I hope she forgives me for it. | 1:50:55 | 1:50:59 | |
'Get Senator Roark behind bars? Sure. | 1:50:59 | 1:51:03 | |
'And maybe after I've pulled off that miracle, I'll go and punch out God. | 1:51:03 | 1:51:07 | |
'There isn't a prosecutor in the state who'll go after Senator Roark. | 1:51:07 | 1:51:11 | |
'I killed his only son. The bloodline is cut. | 1:51:11 | 1:51:14 | |
'Roark's lost his goddamn legacy. | 1:51:14 | 1:51:17 | |
'He'll use all his power to get revenge on me. | 1:51:17 | 1:51:21 | |
'He'll go after me through Nancy. He'll find her again. | 1:51:21 | 1:51:24 | |
'There'll be no end to it. She'll never be safe. | 1:51:24 | 1:51:29 | |
'Not as long as I'm alive. | 1:51:29 | 1:51:31 | |
'There's only one way to beat him. | 1:51:31 | 1:51:34 | |
'An old man dies. | 1:51:34 | 1:51:37 | |
'A young woman lives. | 1:51:37 | 1:51:40 | |
'Fair trade. | 1:51:40 | 1:51:41 | |
'I love you, Nancy.' | 1:51:45 | 1:51:48 | |
'Uh-huh. | 1:51:52 | 1:51:54 | |
'Yes.' | 1:51:54 | 1:51:56 | |
Oh, Mom, don't go on like that. It's not the city. | 1:51:56 | 1:52:00 | |
I could have gotten in a traffic accident anywhere. | 1:52:00 | 1:52:04 | |
Yeah, just a fracture. The doctor said it's a clean break. | 1:52:04 | 1:52:07 | |
Should be right as rain in no time. | 1:52:07 | 1:52:10 | |
Uh-huh. | 1:52:13 | 1:52:16 | |
LIFT PINGS | 1:52:16 | 1:52:17 | |
Mmm-hmm. | 1:52:23 | 1:52:25 | |
'Turn the right corner in Sin City, | 1:52:28 | 1:52:32 | |
'and you can find... anything.' | 1:52:32 | 1:52:35 | |
Becky? | 1:52:36 | 1:52:37 | |
Care for a smoke? | 1:52:39 | 1:52:42 | |
I love you too, Mom. | 1:52:44 | 1:52:46 | |
'Anything.' | 1:52:47 | 1:52:50 |