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Forget her! We got the one we need! Step on it!
She was real quiet and peaceful all the way back in the car.
No smartass remarks or nothing.
You didn't shoot!
Neither did you!
I figured if you were gonna, then I wouldn't have to.
That's what I figured, too.
Strip down a nun? You want us to fry?
For like, twelve zillion eternities?
A sweater.
And then we can ice her. No nun, no evil eye.
What's she doing?
She's praying.
Vince is she... okay?
Maybe.
And if she runs?
Take care of it.
He's so damn cocky. This is different.
It's a bluff, Vince.
You know so much. They've got Christy, and we've got to find her. Get her 8x10, from in front of the lounge. Fax it to every contact we got.
It's done?
Not... totally.
What's the problem?
But, Vince, how do you know she didn't like, join up and become a nun when she was in that convent?
It didn't happen.
I can't believe this. Okay, I want both you guys to go back there, and both of you shoot her at the same time.
Yeah...
Well?
It didn't work, Vince.
You were both supposed to put your guns to her head and shoot.
Right.
So, take it off.
I'm telling you, she's not a nun! Get her out of the nun outfit, and put her in some clothes.
Maybe pants.
Get her!
Which one!
There she is!
Which one?
I can't see anything in here!
Willy hit the lights.
Joey?
Where is she?
But, boss she's still, you know, a nun.
She's a broad! Got it! Just some broad!
We're looking for Mike.
You found him but we're not open yet.
I'm sorry I don't know what gets into him.
Who are you guys?
We're the guys from Vegas. You had Christy last night, but you let her get away. It's upsetting.
But you didn't tell me!
We didn't tell you what?
That she's a nun! That chick you're looking for she's a nun!
A nun?
I'm telling you!
We could put you into our witness protection program.
A hiding place.
Then one day they find you.
They open a window.
Jesus. Database hoods. It's a wonderful world. Beloved daughter missing. Reward of two hundred and fifty thousand dollars. Please find our adored angel, we miss her so. Dead or alive.
Vince is getting desperate. Where is she, Eddie? Where'd you stash her?
Where's who?
You won't even tell us?
I wouldn't even tell the Pope.
Hey, girls.
Hail, Mary.
Jerusalem is a real drag. Everybody hates me.
Ohhuh.
People throw stones. They call me names. I mean, really.
Really.
But wait.
From Vince? What a guy. Doolang, doo lang.
At least he's not a cop. At least he can afford a decent gift.
I used to buy.you,..stuff. On your birthday . When we were seeing each other.
Yeah, like what? Quilted coat hangers, that your mother picked out? Lottery tickets? A travel iron?
So I don't shop.
'Cause you're always out, arresting people. Making trouble. I don't know why I went out with you in the first place, it was embarrassing! I couldn't hold my head up, I used to tell people you were a security guard!
Oh, yeah? Well, how do you think I felt? You were singing in bowling alleys back then. I told people you were a hooker!
He's a businessman.
A what? When are you qonna wake up?
When are you gonna get off my case? Have you got a search warrant? What do you want cheap thrills?
Information, baby. I thought maybe somebody around here might have a conscience.
Think again! And get out of here.
Right between the eyes! Down and out! The guy was gone! I... I couldn't believe it!
You couldn't believe it? Vince the Prince?
I never said he was an altar boy, okay? But he sent his goons after me! They tried to kill me! I'm not kidding!
I don't know anything about bodies! I mean, he didn't bring it home. He was good to me... sometimes. He was sweet. He took care of me. Who am I supposed to go out with? He owns a casino. He let me sing.
He didn't do you a favor.
Screw you!
And if I don't?
Thenyou run.
Ten flights?
You'd lose. You'd die. All over the sidewalk. And into the street.
All right! I get the picture! I'll do it! I'll testify!
Get a stenographer.
Okay, here's what I want. I know about this stuff. A fivestar hotel. With room service.
Maybe Hawaii.
Jesus, what do you think this is Wheel of Fortune? Let me spell it out for you. You have to hide like you don't even exist. You have to get so far hidden away that you never see sunlight.
Okay no limo.
No nothing.
What're you gonna do, put me in a bag and bury me?