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I'm not trying to lose them. Nor am I exceeding any speed limits. | The one thing you don't want is to attract the police. |
The one thing you don't want is to attract the police. | Granted, the cops are not an alternative. Certainly not with one of their own still locked in my trunk. |
Granted, the cops are not an alternative. Certainly not with one of their own still locked in my trunk. | I don't hear him moving around anymore. |
I don't hear him moving around anymore. | Those shots your associates got off may not have done him too much good. That's on their head. All I did I was put him there. |
Those shots your associates got off may not have done him too much good. That's on their head. All I did I was put him there. | A typical fuck-up. |
A typical fuck-up. | What's that supposed to me? |
What's that supposed to me? | I knew you were a loser the first night I laid eyes on you. |
I knew you were a loser the first night I laid eyes on you. | You, I would've noticed. |
You, I would've noticed. | Oh no, you were too busy trying to keep some Croatian from slapping the shit out of his girlfriend. She showed her gratitude by almost taking your eye out with her spiked heel. |
Oh no, you were too busy trying to keep some Croatian from slapping the shit out of his girlfriend. She showed her gratitude by almost taking your eye out with her spiked heel. | You were at the Emerald that night? |
You were at the Emerald that night? | Naturally you didn't learn your lesson. |
Naturally you didn't learn your lesson. | I guess I ought to stop seeing woman as victims. |
I guess I ought to stop seeing woman as victims. | I think it was my tone of voice more than anything else that sold you. And when you thought I was being kicked around, I wish I could've seen your face. |
I think it was my tone of voice more than anything else that sold you. And when you thought I was being kicked around, I wish I could've seen your face. | You're enjoying this too much. |
Any idea where you're going? | I was sentenced to a youth camp out here when I was fourteen. We cleared some of these same roads. |
I was sentenced to a youth camp out here when I was fourteen. We cleared some of these same roads. | They did some great job of reforming you. |
They did some great job of reforming you. | That's where this Chicano correctional officer first taught me to slap paint on a canvas. I could copy any fucking thing he put in front of me. |
That's where this Chicano correctional officer first taught me to slap paint on a canvas. I could copy any fucking thing he put in front of me. | Think you could do a picture of me? |
Think you could do a picture of me? | I had it in my mind what you'd look like. "Her," I could've painted. <u>You</u>, I'd be afraid to turn my back to mix the colors. |
Think about what's going to happen to your valuables when that trunk flies open at 75 miles per? | You won't live to see it. |
You won't live to see it. | It's going to be some fucking snowstorm. |
It's going to be some fucking snowstorm. | Pull over! Pull over someplace. |
You're making it too easy. | You got time on your side. Pretty soon they'll be missed and we'll have the law up our ass. |
You got time on your side. Pretty soon they'll be missed and we'll have the law up our ass. | They saw you kill the driver. |
They saw you kill the driver. | You're up on your details, aren't you? |
You're up on your details, aren't you? | You can rely on them to keep quiet because this is undeclared money that could land Jack there in federal prison. He can't afford for you to get caught and have this briefcase appear as evidence. |
You can rely on them to keep quiet because this is undeclared money that could land Jack there in federal prison. He can't afford for you to get caught and have this briefcase appear as evidence. | Keep talking. |
Who am I talking to? | Call me "Nels." |
Call me "Nels." | Okay Nels, you can always keep what you've got and haul ass leaving the lovely lady for me to worry about. I'll bet she can be friendly when it's in her best interests. |
Okay Nels, you can always keep what you've got and haul ass leaving the lovely lady for me to worry about. I'll bet she can be friendly when it's in her best interests. | If you're looking for a quickie all you've got to do is ask. |
If you're looking for a quickie all you've got to do is ask. | I think I've already had a "quickie." Thank you. |
You're going to have to see to it that both lanes of this road get blocked. | The fuck I will! |
The fuck I will! | It's in your interest, Nels, since the additional passenger in my trunk -- an LAPD officer is probably carrying a few bullets in him traceable to the piece you're carrying. Tell the man. |
You researched me. You know where I live. She'll be waiting for you there along with your split. | There's two police cars now. |
There's two police cars now. | Tailgate me. I'll jam on the brakes. You go into a spin to avoid an accident and cut them off. |
Tailgate me. I'll jam on the brakes. You go into a spin to avoid an accident and cut them off. | You want us to get ourselves killed? |
You want us to get ourselves killed? | From what I can see you're a pretty fair wheelman. There's a hairpin coming up -- that's the place for it. The cops'll plow right into you. |
From what I can see you're a pretty fair wheelman. There's a hairpin coming up -- that's the place for it. The cops'll plow right into you. | And I end up in a fucking neck brace for life! |
And I end up in a fucking neck brace for life! | Then you can sue the cops. Collect from both ends. Tighten your belts. Here it comes. Ready? |
Yeah? | Nels! Guess who? A friendly voice from beyond the grave. |
Nels! Guess who? A friendly voice from beyond the grave. | Who's this? |
Who's this? | I thought you'd know me by now. |
I thought you'd know me by now. | What does it take to kill you? |
What does it take to kill you? | I suppose you're in your taxi? |
I suppose you're in your taxi? | Why would she want me to think you were on ice? |
Why would she want me to think you were on ice? | Intelligent question, Nels. I believe she had plans for both our bodies to be found in close proximity. |
Intelligent question, Nels. I believe she had plans for both our bodies to be found in close proximity. | That bitch. What's keeping you from taking off? |
That bitch. What's keeping you from taking off? | My compensation! Somebody still owes me -- big time! |
Better haul ass if we're gonna be inside to greet them. | I've got a couple of spare pieces stashed under the floorboards. |
I've got a couple of spare pieces stashed under the floorboards. | Where's the backpack? |
Where's the backpack? | None of your business, but it's in the cab. That's all mine. When we take from them, we divide, eighty-twenty. |
None of your business, but it's in the cab. That's all mine. When we take from them, we divide, eighty-twenty. | At those prices I'd just as soon your cabbie didn't get a look at me. |
Let's have your name and address. The government will want to send you a letter of commendation. | Who the fuck you kidding? Send me money! |
She wants me to tell you go fuck yourself. | I'm sorry. |
He's back, Col | Hi. |
Hi. | Don't want any of those looks, Col. They don't mean much. |
Don't want any of those looks, Col. They don't mean much. | Stop it, Dil -- |
Stop it, Dil -- | No. Tell him to go fuck himself. |
You fucking promised. | Did I? |
Did I? | You fucking did. |
Thank you. | Who the fuck is he? |
Who the fuck is he? | Jimmy. |
Jimmy. | It's him, isn't it? |
It's him, isn't it? | Maybe. |
Cunt. Scrag-eyed dyke cunt. | Charming. |
It's not Pat. It's Jim. | Jim, Pat, Mick, what the fuck. Long as you remember you're not at Lords. |
Do it on your own time, Paddy. | What? |
What? | Whatever it is she does for you. |
Sorry won't bring the bloody thing back, will it, Mr. Franknum? | Not in my experience. |
Not in my experience. | Off his wages. |
Someone out there. | Jesus fucking Christ. |
Let me go for fuck's sake, Dil -- or they'll be here | Let them come then. |
She was -- | And she used her tits and that cute little ass to get him, didn't she? |
And she used her tits and that cute little ass to get him, didn't she? | Yes. |
Yes. | Tell me what she wore. |
Tell me what she wore. | Can't remember... |
Hey -- what's he like? | Horny bastard. |
Horny bastard. | Did you give him it? |
Did you give him it? | There are certain things I wouldn't do for my country. |
There are certain things I wouldn't do for my country. | Have a look at him. |
Have a look at him. | Can't. |
Can't. | Poke him or something. See if he's still alive. |
Poke him or something. See if he's still alive. | He's all right. |
He's all right. | Hasn't moved for twelve hours. Go on. Have a heart. |
Put that thing back on him, Fergus. | He's hot. |
He's hot. | Doesn't matter if he's hot. Just cover the fucker up. |
We had a court-martial in your absence. They wanted to put a bullet in your head. I pleaded for clemency. Said we should find out what happened first. So what did happen? | He ran. I couldn't shoot him in the back. I tried to catch him. He made it to the road and got hit by a Saracen. |
He ran. I couldn't shoot him in the back. I tried to catch him. He made it to the road and got hit by a Saracen. | So you did fuck up. |
So you did fuck up. | Yes. |
Yes. | But you know what the thing is, Fergus? |
But you know what the thing is, Fergus? | No, what is the thing? |
No, what is the thing? | You vanished quite effectively. Became Mister Nobody. And you've no idea how useful that could be. |
You vanished quite effectively. Became Mister Nobody. And you've no idea how useful that could be. | What do you mean? |
What do you mean? | We've got some plans here. And we'll need a Mister Nobody to execute them. |
We've got some plans here. And we'll need a Mister Nobody to execute them. | No way, Jude. I'm out. |
No way, Jude. I'm out. | You're never out, Fergus. |
She's nobody. She likes me. | So I suppose a fuck is out of the question. Keep your head down, Fergus. No sudden moves. And not a whisper to her. You'll be hearing from us. |
Made the front page. They'll move now, the fuckers. | Request permission to take the hood off, Tommy. |
Request permission to take the hood off, Tommy. | Why would you do that? |
Why would you do that? | The poor whore's suffocating in the heat. |
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