A Good Night to Die (2003) - full transcript

[Silence]

[August] So, this is
my last day in this life.

Fucked up, right?

Ever since I was a boy,
I dreamed about
doing this shit.

Some kids dream about
being a ballplayer,
a firefighter,

some quack doctor.

Fuck all that.

I wanted to play
in the big game,
and I got there.

Hey, you know what?
I'm getting ahead of myself.

Let me start
at the beginning.

[Tires screeching]



[Rapid gunfire]

[Sirens wailing]

[Gunfire continues]

How you doin', man?

What's up, man?
What you doin'?

Hey, let me get
some of that popcorn, man.

Fuckin' grease.
You got any napkins, man?

Thanks, bro.

You ain't got no goobers
or some shit?

Are you here by yourself?

I don't like coming
to movies by myself.

It's hard to get somebody
to come to the movies with you

in the middle
of the day, right?

Everybody's got
a fuckin' job.



I like comin' here alone.
You can do whatever you want.

Whatever the fuck
you want, right?

Just get up...

Do some fuckin'
jumpin' Jacks and shit.

Push-ups...

Just chillin'
in the movie theater,
doin' some push-ups.

Yo, yo, yo...
If there was some girls
in here, I'd be like...

Aah...ooh...

Yeah!

Fuckin' six pack,
shit like...

Fuckin' drago
or some shit.

Damn. Yo,
let me get some more
of that popcorn, bro.

All you.

I don't even know why
they call this shit butter.

This shit isn't
even butter-flavored.
It's disgusting.

You know what they put
on this stuff?

It's like rocket fuel.

You could launch
like missiles and shit.

Hey, I'm Ronnie.

August.

How you doin'?

That's a fucked-up name.

It's a long story.

How about you save it
for another time?

Yeah, I was plannin' on it.

Man, you got any money?

If you're hungry,
you can finish off
the popcorn.

I said,
you got any money?

Careful with
that knife there, son.

Am I speakin' Chinese?
Give me your shit.

You don't understand.Eh, you don't understand,
you fuck.

Let me get your wallet.

I'm a fuck, huh?Yeah.

Listen, kid.
You don't understand.

Hey.

Give me your money.

I'm no fuckin' fool.All right, all right.

And I ain't about to be
partin' with my money.

Okay.

Are we followin', here?Okay.

Put your little
peanut knife away.

All right.All right.

Take it easy.All right.

Now you wanna do
a job right...

[Whispers] You better
have the right tool.

Now what?

Well, my new-found friend
August,

that would depend
on what you want to do
after the movie.

[Honking]

[August] I met Ronnie
at a movie theater
on the lower east side.

I guess he saw
somethin' in me,

thought I'd be good
at this shit.

They say you reap
what you sew, right?

Create your own destiny
and whatnot.

Well, Ronnie had no idea
what he was sewin'.

We became best of friends,
though, tight.

We still are, but that
was three years ago,

and a lot of shit can change
in three years, trust me.

[Door opens]

Roy boy!
Where's my joy?

This better be good
to get me out of my bed.

Where'd you buy that outfit?
The fucking methadone clinic?

Oh, shit.

Frankie, get me
a cup of coffee, huh?

How you doin'?
Everything's all right?
You been out today?

How the fuck
can I be out?

You woke me up
when you called me.

You hear anything
about me?

What the hell
happened now?

Well, i'm...
[Clears throat]

I'm pretty sure you
could call this a fuck-up,

but let me just run this
by you just to make sure,
all right?

So, I'm doin'
this job tonight.

Don't ask me for who,
because I'm not gonna
tell you,

but I did this job
tonight.

So a couple hours, you know,
I'm in their house...

I'm getting
a little bumped up

because, you know,
sometimes I work better
like that, you know?

A little snow to start
the fuckin' show, all right?

Anyway, this guy,
he owes money--
about 10 grand.

It's no big deal,
but it's nothin'
to blow snot at, right?

But he's actin'
like a real prick.

The guy's skippin' in
and out of town

like he plays for the Knicks
or some shit.

Fuckin' Knicks...
You see that game last night?

Just tell me the story.

All right,
so the collector decides
he ain't worth the space.

So he gives me a call
because, you know,
I'm who you call, right?

Yeah,
like ghostbusters, huh?

Right, but I don't
bust ghosts, I make 'em.

Just tell me
the story, huh?

So, I'm followin'
this guy around.

This guy's got on
a blue shirt,
khaki pants, hush puppies.

I don't know what the fuck--
he must've been

at a fuckin' sale
at j.Crew or some shit.

But anyway, it's neither--Frankie, where's
the fuckin' coffee?

Can I finish?Go ahead.

The fuck
you go for it.

What's this?

Come here.
What is this shit?

Don't give me
this pink shit!

Give me sugar!
Sugar!

Just 'cause you're
on a fuckin' diet

doesn't mean everybody else
has to eat that shit.

Can I have
your attention?

Tell me the story.

So, I'm out. I'm followin'
this guy around.

We're hoppin' from bar to bar.
This guy's a real big-shot.

He's buying drinks
for everybody in the house.

This asshole
even bought me a drink.
Can you believe that shit?

Bought you a drink?Isn't that ironic?

It's ironic.Anyway...

It is ironic.I just said it was ironic.

Do you know what that means?Yeah, I know what it means.

All right, listen...Finish the fuckin' story.

All right, anyway,
it's gettin' late,

and at this point,
with all the little sniff
and the drinks,

I could be considered
legally intoxicated, you know?

I don't have all
my faculties about me.

How many times I gotta tell you
you gotta be tight on a job?

Would you just let me
finish the story?

So, the guy leaves
the spot, right?

I'm followin' him
and followin'.

For some reason,
this guy takes a walk
through the park.

So there's no one around.

I grab him from behind,
bust him over the head.

The guy goes down
like a sack of shit.

There's blood everywhere.
It's like a--

a Kodak moment.
The son of a bitch goes down.

I turn him over,

and you know how they say
that everyone's got a, um...

Like a-- like a twin?

What do you call it? A d--
you know, like when...
What?

People kind of like--
like, there's two of you,
double duty...

Doppelganger?right, a doppelganger.

I can't imagine what
your fuckin' doppelganger
looks like.

Just get to the story.That poor bastard.

All right,
so I turn him over,

and it's not my guy.

He's got on the same sweater,
same pants, same hush puppies,

the same shit,
but it's the wrong guy.

I cracked the wrong guy.

Can you believe that shit?
I was pissed off.

Jesus Christ.

Is that bad?

Jesus, Mary, and Joseph.

It's bad, right?

No, i--i--i saw him.
He was bloodied up.

But I recognize
this poor prick down there.

It's this guy--
I saw him downtown.

He's like a connected guy
or somethin'.

I mean,
this guy's got juice.

You got a fuckin' problem.

I'm not really the one
with the problem now.
He is. Right?

I mean,
what the hell's he doin'

walkin' in the park
at 3:00 in the mornin', right?

Asshole.

You really fucked up
this time.

Does Ronnie know
about this yet?

He'll know soon enough.

It's bad, right?

Hey, baby.

Good morning, gorgeous.

We got any aspirin?

No, we're all out.

[Sighs]

So, what's on your
day planner today?

I'm doing a favor for Madison.
I'm gonna walk her dog petey.

Doesn't she have
other people that can
walk her dog for her?

Well, it's not really a dog.

It's her brother-in-law,
and he's going
on his first job.

She's a little nervous
he ain't ready.

He's a bit of a live wire.

And avi ain't
the kind of cat to meow

if he loses his shit,
right?

[Groans]

So, what are you gonna do
about August?

I don't want
to talk about August.

Whatever.

Hey, do you think he likes
tulips or daisies?

Huh?

For his headstone. You think
he'd like tulips or daisies?

I like tulips.
I think he'd like tulips.

Don't try to pretend
like you don't know
what I'm talking about.

I'm talking about you
trying to save August

from catching a bullet
in the brain.

Any way you slice it,
August gets got.

You're trying to throw
a lifesaver to a man
who's floating face down.

Pray for him or pity him,
but don't try to rescue him.

You know, you don't understand
August and me.

Hmm.

I got him
into this whole thing.

Kicking and screaming.
Oh, poor guy.

Why am I even trying
to talk to you about loyalty.

Loyalty to you
and most women in america

means shoppin'
in the same store twice,
right?

Don't try to turn this
into a man-woman thing.

Trying to save something
that can't be saved
ain't no man-woman thing.

It's just a fuckin'
waste of time.

I'm just saying there's
a bond between men

that women just don't have.

Really, now?

All the best teams are men.

Who?

Butch Cassidy, Sundance kid.

Tom Sawyer, huck Finn.

E.t. And Elliott.

How do you know
e.T.'S a guy?

Oh, you didn't see?
He's got a huge penis.

E.t. Stands for
extra testicles.

How about lone ranger
and Tonto?

Ah...

Kramden and Norton.

Norton. Mm-hmm.

The main difference
between men and women...

When things go south,
men stand together, women bail.

August would let you
choke on your own vomit

if it meant 50 cents.

You know, it's
a shame you don't feel
the same way about me

as you do about August.

We'd be like
joanie and chachi.

Who?[laughs]

You watch too much TV.
Gotta get out more.

[Tea kettle whistling]

Don't worry about this.
I'll get this.

Fuckin' slob.

[Ronnie]
You don't understand
August and me.

You don't.

I got him into
this whole thing.

[August]
Yo, is he dead?

I don't know.
I shot him.

He's probably dead.

Damn.

That's what I thought
the first time.

Now, listen,
'cause I'm tellin' ya.

You don't ever
shoot nobody

without a contract
or a reason.

What about five grand?

Pretty good reason.

Yo, yo,
did he just move?

No, that's you, man.
You're shaking.

Yo, i--i never killed
anybody before.

You know that, right?

The first time's
the hardest, right?

Don't worry about it.
Your record's still intact.

You still didn't
kill nobody.

What are you talking about?
He's--he's dead.

This is one dead guy,
but you didn't have
a thing to do with it.

What do you mean?
We both shot him.

I shot him,
and you shot him.

No. I shot him.
You missed him.

How do you know
I missed?

I had my eyes open
when I pulled the trigger.

The fact of the matter is,
is you didn't kill this guy.

And we're splitting 10 grand
for a job that
I completed on my own.

So, what are you sayin'?

I'm sayin', so maybe
I should keep all the money.

No, you can't do that.

Oh, no? Why not?

'Cause I'll
fuckin' shoot you.

You'd miss.

Well, yo,
I want my money, man.

What do I gotta do now?

You do the job that
you're being paid for.

You kill the guy.

He's already dead!Then kill him again!

Yo, I can't shoot him, man.
He's down. He's already dead.

I can't do that.

Whatever your problem is,
August, pullin' the trigger,
get over it.

You want your money?
You got to stand
behind your work.

Okay.

[Cocks gun]

August.

Okay, okay, okay.

[Gunshot]

Ooh!

Shit!

Fuck.

You see that?I saw it.

Do it again.

[Cocks gun]

[Gunshot]

Oh, fuck, man!

[Heavy breathing]

Yo, I killed him again.

Ho--!

Come on, let's get
out of here, man,

before we're swimmin'
in blue boys.

[August]
Ronnie was right--

two bullets and a dead body,
and I was hooked.

This lifestyle,
what we do--

for most guys,
it's all about the money,

but for me,
it was about playing god.

I can see that now.

If Ronnie knew all this
was gonna happen,

pshh, I bet he would
have left me back
in that movie theater

where he found me.

Now Ronnie thinks
he could buy me time

by doing favors
for these assholes,

like Madison,
the big bitch in town.

I owe her a few bucks.
What's the big deal?

She's got
a hard-on for me.

Now Ronnie's trying
to throw some water
on a couple of my fires,

but the guy should have
brought a bigger hose

'cause Rome
is burning fast.

[Helicopter whirring]

[Beep]

[Dialing]

[Ringing]

[Woman]
Hello?

It's Ronnie.

Ronnie!
What do you want?

I'm just checkin' in.
I got your deer
in my headlight.

You called to tell me
you haven't finished the job?

I'm callin' to make sure
that what we talked about,

it's, uh...
Still the case.

I told you, Ronnie,
I won't touch him,

but this is no
grandfather clause.

If he fucks up again,
all bets are off.

I become Houdini,
and he disappears,
got it?

I understand.

Do you? I doubt it.

Don't forget about
our network friend.

[Gunshot]

I did it as fast
as I could!

Give me a fuckin' break,
will ya?

How you doin'?

Good.did you win?

Yeah.

Did she cheat?

Oh, no, not with me.

Don't you dare eat
that orange.

Oh, yeah.

Yes.

What the fuck
are you doin' in here?

Well, did you ever hear
of knockin'?

You do it with your knuckles.
It sounds like this.

You here
to fix this thing?

Are you
a fuckin' comedian?
Sit down.

Please.

Mr. Devro,

I placed this gun
on your desk

to answer the question
that's running
through your head.

I'm plenty serious.

I do need to talk
about something with you

about a matter that
may be a little unpleasant.

That gun real?
Ow.

It's as real
as romance, Mr. Devro.

My driver calls me Mr. Devro.
Please, call me Chad.

It's a real pleasure, Chad.

And what do you go by?Just Ronnie's fine.

[Nervous chuckling]
"Just Ronnie's fine." Okay.

I--i love ya.
How did you get past Jade?

Oh, I did what it took.That's fuckin' great.

You're the real McCoy,
aren't ya?

I gotta know,
w-w-what can I do for ya?

God damn,
that's a real gun!

[Nervous laughter]

This really works a lot better
with you intimidated,

so if I have
to take measures today
to intimidate you further,

Chad, today will not be
"easy like Sunday morning."

Ronnie, I'm sorry.

It's just that...
[Clears throat]

I've never met anyone
like you before.

I do a lot of tough-guy,
gangster shows on TV.

Smoking gun?Mine.

But I've never actually met
a gangster up close.

You don't need
to intimidate me, Ron.

Listen, whatever you want,
whatever you want, Ronnie.

Whatever you want,
just let me know.

Pinched...

Is running an episode
on Nicky caputo.

Ah.

I'm here to interrupt
your regularly scheduled
program.

That's it?
Oh, hell, listen--

I'm not done yet.

You live downtown
in a high rise on,

uh, 5th Avenue.

You have a wife, Janice.

Bitch.

You have two sons,
Jack and Bernard.

Ingrates, both of them.

And if the show runs,
we'll see to it that they die.

Sounds good to me.
[Laughing]

Listen, Ron.
I told you, I love it.
I'm not resisting.

You don't want
the episode to run,

it's a memory, gone.Gone?

Gone.that's it?

That's it.

Okay. Hey,
I got somethin' for you.

Did you see our special
news report today?

Some shit went down.

[Gunshots]

Oh, yeah? What kind
of shit was that?

It just happened.
This guy is getting a Hummer
in his home-away-from,

when, as they say,
he needed that like
a bullet in the head.

Right here. One shot.

Unbelievable.

Simon baltz.

Ever hear of him, Ronnie?

Senatorial candidate
Simon baltz. Married.

Conservative senatorial
candidate Simon baltz.

It seems Mr. Baltz
was more than a little chummy

with Nick caputo.

Cops are pretty sure
it was a hit.

This guy was backin'
Nicky caputo, huh?

Well, that is interesting.

Well, it was nice meetin' you.Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Ronnie, what's your hurry?

Ron, stay a while.

It's not every day
I get a chance to talk
to a guy like you.

Call it, uh, research.
Call it whimsical.

Call it goofy.

[Laughs]
Call it goofy.
You're right.

Listen, call it a favor.

I got a few minutes.

Got any more of
these little visits
planned today?

The less you know,
the better. Trust me.

Ah, ah, ah. Shh.

Let me tell you
a little somethin'
about my brain, Ronnie.

My brain...
My brain.

My brain, Ronnie.

It's like a crystal ball.

It's like a--a--

a television.
It sees things.

Do you know what my brain
is tellin' me right now?

Do you know what my brain
is seeing right now?

It's seein' you.

It's seein' you fit
into a 27-inch television

every Thursday night
at 10:00 P.M.

I'm talking bad.
I'm talking tough.

I'm seeing you with a gun.

Chicks, blood, gangsters.

I'm seeing you killing

a big, fat, black
gangster rapper,

and I'm hearin', Ronnie--
I'm hearin' a theme song.

♪ Bop-bop-bop, bop-bop-bop

bam! Work with me, Ronnie.

You're meetin' guys.
Big guys.

You're knockin' over
jewelry stores.

Timpani drum. Boom.
Bam-bam-bam. Ronnie.

You get ba-bum,
baga-ba-bum-bum-ba, bam!

And...you're walkin'.

You're walkin' the streets.
Walkin' the streets.

You're walkin' the streets
every night and every day,
Ronnie.

You're walkin' the streets.
And the show is called--
the show is called...

Streetwalker.

♪ Bum-bum,
ba-da-bum-bum-bum-bum ♪

♪ ba-da-bum-bum,
streetwalker ♪

♪ bum-bum, ba-da-bum,
streetwalker ♪

♪ bum-ba-dum
I love it!

Let's make some
TV shows here, Ronnie.

[Keyboard clacking]

You're fucking mad.

No.what do you mean "no"?

I mean no,
as in negative. No.

I mean, what part
of that you miss?

Maybe I was moving
a little too fast
for you, Ronnie.

Do you have any idea
how many heterosexual waiters

would suck a dick
for an opportunity like this?

Lots and lots.

What are we
talkin' about here?

I mean, just say it.

Money.

Ducats. Revenue.

Violence equals ratings

equals money.

People like me,
do what I do,

should be feared,
not revered.

I mean, I can't help it

if people find it
attractive.

It's like that accident
on the freeway--

you just gotta slow down
and take a look at it.

They call it
human nature, Ron.

No, it's called
human error, Chad.

Now, I can't help
the situation,

but I don't want
to perpetuate it.

I appreciate your time,
Mr. Devro.

Okay. Hey!

Don't be a stranger
there, Ronnie!

[Door opens]

Call me. Let's do this thing.
Let's make this thing happen.

[Door slams shut]Eh, fuck it.

♪ Ba-da-da-bop-bop-bop-bop-bop,
bop-bop-bop, streetwalker ♪

That wasn't
a real fuckin' gun.

[Ronnie] Hey, what
were you saying before

about how you jackin' some guy
can bring you closer to god?

No, not closer to god.

Closer to being like god.

There's a big difference.

Being closer to god is just
a spiritual thing, you know,

like chanting or praying,
that kind of shit.

But bein' god-like

is havin' the power to control
someone's destiny.

You know, like someone's life
is goin' like this

and you make it
go like that.

Yeah.

It's my decision.
It's my goal.

Unless, of course,
you got specific instructions
to do the guy, then...

That has nothin' to do
with me being god-like
at that point.

But--

and this is why
I like my job, Ronnie.

You know, it's amazing
how the littlest things

can affect my actions,

you know how
I'm irritable, right?

So if some stupid shit,
like some traffic cop
gives me a ticket,

it could screw up
my whole day.

And the poor bastard
I'm in front of
doesn't have a chance.

Man, let me ask you
a question.

Do you think god has pity
on these people we go after?

I mean,
look at some of the stuff
they're involved with--

adultery,
loan sharking, bribery.

I mean, we're here
because they're breaking
commandments, too.

It's not like we pick
these people out
of a phonebook, right?

Yeah, I don't know if god
approves of what I'm doing.

I mean, you know,
I'm comfortable with who I am.

That's gotta count
for something, right?

I mean, this is
just who August is.

How you doin'?
You all right?

What you got there, huh?
Yeah, yeah.

What's so funny?

That just sounded funny.
"This is just who August is."

Yeah, well,
I am what I am.

Maybe it's just
the name, you know.

It never sounded
funny before.

August.

Aug--
how did that happen?

I never told you
this story?

You know, my mom,
god bless her soul--

you know, she wasn't exactly
a rhodes scholar.

You know, she wasn't
the, uh, sharpest knife
in the drawer.

You know, she just--
she wasn't good
under pressure like US.

You know, she--
she couldn't read.

You know, she could read.
She just didn't read that well,

so after she squeezed me out,

they made her fill out
all these forms,

you know,
like birth certificate,
citizenship--

I don't know
if they have to do that
where you come from,

but here, she had
to do the forms,

and, you know, I think
where she was supposed
to put my name,

she put my birth date.

Fucked up thing is
I was born in September.

I don't really know
what happened.

I think that
she got confused.

You know, she wasn't really
a good test-taker, I think.

It could have
been worse, right?

She could have thought
it was for where they
put my horoscope sign.

Imagine that. I would have
had to go through life

with a fuckin' name
like Leo.

That name sucks.

Anyway, thanks for comin'.
I really appreciate it.

What are you lookin' at me
like that for?
Take it easy, son.

I don't take it easy.
I don't fuck men.

I fuck men up.

Well, that you do,
Augustus.

That you do.

Salud,mom.

[Upbeat violin music]

[No audible dialogue]

♪ Yeah, yeah

♪ yeah

[August] So why would a guy
like this, like Ronnie,

give a fuck about
a guy like me
at the end of the day?

Guess that's like askin'
a parent why they love
their kid, right?

You see, Ronnie
gave me this life,

and when you bring something
into this world,

you do whatever
you have to do
to keep it alive.

Until there's nothin' left
of either of you.

Donnie and Marie,

a couple of heavy-hitters
from the south.

There he is.

[August] No one knew
if they were brother
and sister,

or lovers, or what.

And, uh, most
were scared to ask.

Lookin' for a taxi?

[August] You see, these two
aren't exactly mormons.

You'll see what I mean.

Hey, take the cab.

Leave the cannolis.

You in?

I'm in like sin, sugar.

Donnie?uh-huh.

What do you think
she's gonna be wearin'?

She'll be wearin'
a fuzzy bear costume

with red, puffy ribbons
and pink, polka-dot panties.

I mean, what the fuck
do you think she'll
be wearin', Marie?

Clothes.
Probably nice.

Nice, uptown,
classy kind of clothes.

I hate when you say that.When I say what?

I hate when you say that.
When you say,

someone's like this,
someone's done that.

I know you mean me.

If you mean me, say me.

Too much to fuckin' ask?

Is this about that pizza?Oh, man.

Honey, because if it is,
I am so sorry.
You are--

sweetheart, I did not know
you were savin' that.

I ate it.
I digested it.

My bowels have moved it.
It's over, sugar.

You know everythin',
don't you? It's not about
the pizza, all right?

It's not about
the fuckin' pizza.All right.

Let's just do this,
be done with it,
and move on, all right?

It's still daylight.
I don't want to do this
in the daylight, Marie.

But here we are.

It's chancy. Fuckin'--
fuckin' chancy.

I thought my days of chance
were over, but I guess not.

I was savin'
that fuckin' pizza
for breakfast!

I'm so sorry, darlin'.

Hey, taxi!

And there she is.

4:45. Man's a genius
you can set your watch by.

42nd and 5th.

Who the fuck are you?
The navigator?

Nah, that's just my sister.

She's here to keep me company,

help change
the radio stations around.

Right. He got no taste.
He likes country.

Now, where'd you say
you're goin' again?

Jesus Christ. It must be
"let the deaf drive" week.

I said I'm going to 42nd
and 5th Avenue.

And watch the fuckin'
potholes, will you?
[Sniffs]

Maybe you could settle
an argument for US.

Don't bother me, huh?

See, Donnie and me, we've
been havin' this argument
about Van halen.

I wanna-- i-i-i-i'm
not too clear on this.

You said you two
are arguing about Van halen?

Yes, ma'am.Van halen being...?

The rock 'n' roll band,
honey! Don't you know?

I don't give a fuck,
don't you know?

Oh, come on, sugar!
It's Van fuckin' halen!

Van fuckin' halen!Eddie Van halen!

The guitar licks
of Eddie Van halen!Christ, shut up!

And the deafenin' drum beats
of his brother, Alex.

And the--you fuckin' liars.

And the intoxicating bass
of Michael Anthony.

Jesus Christ.Van fuckin' halen!

Oh, my god! Please!

They're a great b--
this is a great band.

A great band.Great band.

Great fuckin' band.I know.

That is not the argument.
The argument comes in

when we discuss
the lead singer.

Now, on the one hand,
you have David Lee roth.

Diamond Dave.

Total show-off.Bullshit.

No, all style, no substance.Bullshit.

Fired and kicked out
from that band for suckin'.

And then the big dive
into musical obscurity

after two solo attempts
proved him to be

the lounge singer
that he always was.

Then, on the other hand,
you have Sammy hagar.

Yeah, a bigger show-off.

♪ I can't drive 55

belts every note out
like he's, you know,
Michael fuckin' Bolton.

But, of course,
that point is moot.

Listen, can I ask you
a question? Hello?

I assume that this car
is just like any other car.
Am I right?

This cab is a cab
like any other cab.

Right?yes, ma'am.

It works on gasoline?Yes, ma'am.

And a battery?Battery-operated, yes.

And it's not any futuristic
kind of car, am I right?

No, ma'am,
it's actually a '78.

Then this cab doesn't depend
upon the sound of your voice

to get me where
I'm goin', does it?

I mean, I'm gonna reach
my destination

whether you talk or not.

That's right.

Then shut the fuck up,
will you?

Goddamn it! My god!

Jesus Christ, you're
givin' me a fuckin'
migraine headache!

You know, I could
have you both killed.

Fuckin' idiots.

Yeah, tell me
to shut the fuck up,
right? That's right.

Tell me to shut the fuck up.
Yeah, that's really
fuckin' cool.

[Sniffing]

Hey, what's up, pussycats?

I said--
I said 42nd and 5th!

I mean, I thought
between the two of you,

I could at least
get where i'm--

fuck me.

You condescending cunt.

Doesn't even know Van halen.
Doesn't even care.

I feel like
I should say somethin'
to you right about now.

Yeah, somethin' that might
shed a little bit of light

on some facet
on the meaning of life,

how we should all
just stop to appreciate

how lucky we are
just to be alive.

Yeah, see,
'cause I'm the gunman,
and you're my hit.

You're my bread
and butter today.

I owe you that much.

Ain't he swank?

Well, sorry, nothing's
springing to mind.

Don't you know who I am?

Oh, I know who you were.

[Gunshots]

Hey.

Donnie and Marie.

So, did you take care
of my problem?

Don't you know who I am?

[Gunshot]Permanently.

Permanently?
I thought that was

only on an
if-fuckin'-necessary basis.

You ever try to reason
with that woman?

Necessary, chancy,
but unavoidable.

Yeah, she never could take
"yes" for an answer.

Rocco, come here, kid.

I have some good news.What?

You're gonna be livin'
with me now. What do you
think about that?

What do you fuckin' think
about that, dad?

Hey, watch your mouth.
I think it's great.

I want you to go in the back
and tell Frankie up front

to give you
some work to do.Yeah.

Gotta earn your way,
you know. We're partners.Yeah, I know.

Help each other out. Okay.Hey, can I get one
of these, pops?

Yeah, go ahead.Thanks, dad.

Just brush your teeth
afterwards.Uh-huh.

And put a shirt on,
will you?
Yeah.

The health department
comes in here, they're
gonna shut me down.

Uh-huh, yeah.

He's always gotta have
the last answer.

Kids.kids.

Let's go outside, talk.

[August] Nicky caputo...

He brought up
Donnie and Marie to
knock off his ex-wife

who was tryin'
to take his kid.

Talk about
your family values.

Well, this is it.

Wow.

What do you think?

Great.

Like it?

What's this one here
called, guy?

A Venus flytrap.

Fuckin' eats animals.

And I'm a vegetarian.
[Laughs]

An animal that eats plants.

[Laughs]

Sit down.

Thanks for taking care
of that situation for me.

Salud.

Family things
can be delicate.

Anyway, it's over,
you know?

My son's back
where he belongs--
with his father.

He's back where I want him,
where he wants him to be.

Everybody's happy, right?
Rocco's happy.

You two are happy.
I'm happy.

Everybody's happy, right?Except Deborah.

Yeah, well,
fuck Deborah, okay?

You can't please everybody
all the time.

Try doing that,
you might as well fuck
yourself in the ass.

It's fun for a while,

but then again,
it gets a little monotonous,
doesn't it?

See? I told you.

Down south
we got a saying--

"ain't enough bones
in the world to
keep a bitch happy."

Bones?

[Growling]

[Laughs]

The courts wouldn't
give me that kid back,

but I got him back,
didn't I?

Thanks to you two.

Now, you're a good--
good father there, guy.

And he's a good kid.

You're right.
I am a good father,
and he is a good kid.

He's gonna stay that way.

If he starts that
cat in the cradle shit,

I give him
the back of my hand.

Ooh.

Gotta be like me,

not some little pansy
like she'd make him.

What is it? You haven't
touched your wine.

You want some...
Or somethin'?

Uh, no, thanks, guy.
We're monogamous.

Whatever.

See frank on your way out.

He'll take care of you
with the money.

Are you two really
brother and sister?

What do you think?

I think it's none of
my fuckin' business, okay?

Just like my business
is none of yours.

Listen, kid,
I got somethin' else
I want you to do for me.

We're scheduled
to leave tomorrow.

Without a schedule, I mean,
guy, what do we got, you know?

You got tonight,
and tonight's the night,
right, kid?

[August] Nicky gave
Donnie and Marie
a couple more jobs to do.

Shit. Just when you
think you know what's
gonna happen next...

So, here's Ronnie lookin'
for me at my girlfriend
Paige's place.

She and Ronnie
had a little thing

before he went
and got himself married.

I don't think she ever
totally got over him.

But I could give a shit.
She's not goin' anywhere.

[Buzzer sounds]

Yo, it's Ronnie.

It's Ronnie!
You there?

Hey, Paige!

[Door opens]

[Door closes]

You're gettin' as sneaky
as your old man.

Where is he?
Is he in?

August?

Where is he?

How should I know?

It's when he's right
in front of me.

That's when I know
he's here.

[Humming]

Still performin'?Uh-huh.

What is this, maid's day off?Fuck off.

So, where is he?

When's he coming back?
Do you know?

I don't know.

I gotta go.

Hey. Hey, no.

Can you catch that thing?Yeah.

You can't go.

Stay here.Huh?

You're gonna relax.
You look like shit.

You're a bad girl.
You know that, Paige?

You still get away
with this shit with people?

No, only you.

Want anything?

Yeah, I'm good.

Wanna get high?

Are you mad?

Want a glass of milk
or somethin'?

I don't drink dairy.

Got any aspirin?

I'm sorry...

No drugs you can buy
over the counter.

The weirdest thing
just happened to me, Paige.

So tell me.

[Ronnie] I was headin'
to some club to pick up
this kid petey,

tryin' to buy August
some breathin' room
with Madison.

Between
my roof-top adventures
with the senator

and Madison's brother-in-law,

my pal August has kept me
real fuckin' busy today.

He's not exactly
employee of the month,

if you know what I mean.

For every action,
there's an equally
violent reaction.

And fuckin' over Nicky caputo
is something

I can't even really
think about right now.

I have other things
on my mind.

[Man] Damn!

So I get to the place,
and there he is,
little man petey.

Tough guy. I hate
workin' with amateurs.

I wouldn't work with amateurs
even when I was an amateur.

And petey...

He reeked of stupidity.

I didn't have to smell
his breath to realize

this kid spends a lot of time
with his head up his ass.

Are you Ronnie?

That's Ronnie.
I gotta go.

Bye-bye.

You don't pull a piece out
in public unless
you're gonna use it.

That's common knowledge,
right?

That's how I've always felt.

[Ronnie] I swear to god,
if August puts me
in this position again--

They call this part
the calm before the storm.

Please don't fuck me.

Come on, man.
I'm solid, all right?

Solid like a rock.

[Ronnie] I can tell
why Madison would want me
to hold petey's hand

through this exchange
with avi.

Fucking speed freak.

Doing drugs and dealing drugs
at the same time

can be a very bad thing.

Oh, man!

I don't think
I can handle this, Ronnie.

I'm not really good
with blood, bro.

Get in there.
It'll get better fast.

[Chickens clucking]

[Laughing]

Ronnie...

[Ronnie] Now, I've
dealt with avi before,
and I gotta say,

it ain't exactly
my favorite place
to conduct business.

The plan is
to get in, get out.

A quick exchange
of product for capital.

Madison gets happy,
August gets time.

[Avi] Oh...
[Laughing]

Well, now look
what we have here.

[Laughing]

Ronnie, I expected
to see you.

Madison told me
to expect one man.

And look at this.
We have twice that.

A little unsure.
This kid's a little green.

No, I wouldn't
have guessed.

Huh? You doin' okay?
You know somethin', Ronnie?

I think you're gonna
have to change
someone's diapers

when we finish
our business here.

Speaking of which...

You know the routine.

[Ronnie] So far,
things are goin' smooth,

but I'm keeping
one eye on petey.

He was shifting around,
acting nervous.

I don't know, man.
What the fuck?

And this kid avi,
he's got instincts
like an animal.

Once he smells fear,
you're his.

[Laughter]

[Laughter]

I see all the cocks
aren't in cages.

[Laughter]

Whoa!

[Ronnie] Showtime.

Ronnie!

[Chickens clucking]

[Ronnie] Then somethin'
really weird happened.

Well, it was, like,
in-my-head weird.

Like everythin' around me
stopped,

and all of this world
was this childhood scene

that was just playing out
in my head.

[Man] Listen to me, Ronnie,
'cause I'm tellin' you,

there's a common bond
among men that should
never be taken lightly.

Seasons come and go,
but a good friend
is timeless.

And everything else
gets devoured.

As you mature, Ronnie,
you'll experience
many new things--

new sights,
sounds, smells--

some filled with pleasure,
some marked with pain.

If you're lucky enough
to find that special friend,

you do whatever it takes
to keep it goin',

even when the goin'
gets hard.

That's right, Ronnie.

Nourish that friendship,
'cause life is fleeting,

just like god.

Remember that.

A good friend is
a life-long investment.

You do whatever you must

to keep the friendship
alive and breathing.

[Thunder crackles]

[Organ plays]

Until there's nothing left
of either of you.

That's pretty
fuckin' strange, Ronnie.

Was your father always
saying shit like that?

I never met my father.

Look at that!

He's screaming!

Is this painful?

It looks uncomfortable.

[Laughter]

[Gunshot]

Ronnie!

Motherfucker!

Ronnie, you're
disturbin' my birds.

Huh, Ronnie...

Take it easy, kid.
Take it easy.

Avi, put the gun down,
prick.

He was your responsibility,
Ronnie.

It's not gonna end
like this now.

Come on, now, ro--
Ronnie! Put the gun down!

It seems we have
a problem, my brother.

You know what
has to happen now.

Back off and shut up.
All right? Now,
back off, shut up!

[Ronnie]
In hostage situations,
there are no winners.

You may be able to prolong
the inevitable,

but come to think of it,
that's a pretty good reason

to stick a gun
in some bloke's back.

Quit yelling in my fuckin' ear!
My name's Leo, all right?

I don't even like
my fuckin' job!

You know what?
You know what I did for
the last 10 years of my life?

I was a fucking
casting director!

Give me a fuckin' break!

I work in a chicken shack!Hey, easy!

I've read about
these situations.

Remain calm.

[Heavy breathing]

Almost there.

Not the elevator!

[Ronnie] When the message
is bad, sometimes
they kill the messenger.

When a job goes bad,
they kill everyone.

Answer.[ringing]

Answer, answer, answer.

Answer. Hello!

Get Madison.

Nice manners, Mr. Rude.

I said, get Madison
on the fuckin' phone!

Good-bye.

[Dial tone]

Are you fucking kidding me?!

Fucking kidding me?!

Ronnie!

[Yelling in distance]

[Chickens clucking]

Ronnie, you son of a bitch!

[Elevator powers up]

Ronnie!

Okay.

You want a piece of this,
you fuck?

[Beeping]

Madison.

Madison? I owe that bitch
20 thou. What's up?

August. I'm about to get
my plug pulled by avi's men.

What? Avi?
Are you serious?

A deal just went bad.
The sky's fallin' in.

He's following me right now.Yo, yo, yo,
put him on the phone.

Put him on the phone.
I'll take care of this shit.

August--I'll fuck this one up,
all right?

Ronnie.

Avi. Come here, kid.

Oh.this one's for you.

Yeah?this one's for you.

Everybody's
gonna be cool, okay?

Huh, be cool.

This is for you.I'm taking the telephone.

Hello?

Who is this?

I'll Bury your fuckin' ass,
you understand?

You know, he was just goin'
on and on and on,

so I figured I'd just save
your battery.

With friends like this,
who needs enemies?

Now, what were we gonna do?

[Beeping]

May I?

Please do.

August, you motherfucker!

I'm sorry.

[Whispers]
Madison.

Hey, Madison,
how you doin'?

Oh, it's a long story.
Never mind.

Oh. Oh, yeah,
that guy flipped out,
and now he's in pieces.

Who was that masked man?

Oh, he was.

Sorry.

Okay.

Okay.

No, he didn't.

Yeah, he did.

Yeah, I'm lookin'
at him right now.

Yeah.

Yeah. Okay.

Oh, sure.
Oh, that's no problem.

Oh, that's more than fair.

No, no, no.
No, saffron.

Yeah, saffron,
and a hint of nutmeg.
Just a hint.

Brings out that flavor.

Oh, that's nice.

Oh, okay.
Okay.

All right, then.
Uh-huh.

Well, I'll see you
around the club.

Shalom,baby.

The governor called--
governess, to be precise.

You've been pardoned.

Easy, easy. Whoa, Nelly.
Down. Down, boy.

Fuckin' thing down.Put it down.

Put it down. It's okay.
It's all right.

If I were you,
I would hop on a bus
and go to Atlantic city.

'Cause today is
your lucky fuckin' day.

Go on.

Get the fuck out of here.

Ugh!

[Coughing]

[Dana] I want you to keep
one thing in mind--

August would let you choke
on your own vomit

if it meant 50 cents.

[Heavy breathing]

Blood, chickens--
dirty, filthy fuckin'
birds, man.

They were eatin'
each other.

Just another fuckin'
perfect day.

It's so fuckin'
exciting, Ron.

You know that shit
gets me hot.

Hey, take it easy, okay?

August is my best friend,

even though he almost
got me killed today.

He doesn't own me.

I fuck who I want,
and that includes you.

You're a bad girl.

But it ain't gonna happen.

Are you afraid of augy?

Your blood's
gotta be pumping.

Why don't you pump
some of that into me?

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Hey, hey, hey!

Come on.

That was a long time ago.

Fine.

Let me ask you this then.

When you were
in that elevator

and you thought
you were gonna die--

you did think you were
gonna die, didn't you?

Yeah, I thought
I'd bought the farm.

Mm-hmm.

So, when you
were in that elevator

and you thought
what you thought was gonna
be your last thought,

what'd you think?

Who'd you think about?

Tell me your last thought.

Was it about me?

Was it about Dana?

[Speaking French]

Stop! And you know
you can't talk about
my wife. Enough!

Don't tell me
who the fuck I can
and can't talk about!

Anytime you want,
you can exit
from the rear!

[Speaking French]

You're mad, you know that?
I forgot how mad you are.

And you're fucking crazy.

Hey, come on.
Be nice.

Come on, Ron.
Just one more time.

For old time's sake.
Come on.

How about you let me
sleep on your couch?

For old time's sake,
let me keep this
nice and simple.

So, what was that
last thought, Ronnie?

Tell me.

You know what I hate?

What?

Elevators.

You hate elevators?
As--as a rule?

That's right.

I don't--
I don't use 'em.

I've eliminated them
from my life completely.

And don't think
it's because
I'm worried about them

falling out of the sky
or something stupid
like that,

even though that happens
more than you know.

What you got
against elevators?

It's not just me, it's...

You know, I don't think
you could appreciate this.

I think this might be
above your head.

All right, listen,
'cause this is important.

Are you aware that 84.5%
of the American public

uses an elevator every day
to get to and from work?

I mean, it's become
such a regular occurrence

that people don't even
think twice about it.

It makes me sick.

You understand
that america's become

the laziest country
in the world.

Well, what about France?

That's a good point, Ronnie,
but the French aren't lazy.

They're just pussies.

I mean, look at some
other countries, though.

Take Korea, for example.

I got a lot of respect
for those pricks.

The elevator to them
is a western invention.

They frown upon it.

It's like opium.
It's fuckin' evil.

What about Israel?
You think they
take elevators?

I don't think so.
You know that
it's mandatory

for every swinging cock
and tit over there
to serve in the army?

Mandatory.

Birds and all?

What I just say?
Every schmuck goes.

Mandatory stuff.

I didn't know that.

Well, start knowing it,
okay?

Because those shysters
are pointin', and plottin',

and plannin' for a takeover.

You know how much money
the national security
council spends

watching these
renegade countries?
Trillions.

But it don't matter,
because one day
the end is coming.

I'm telling you,
it's gonna happen.

End of what?

Do I have to spell it
out for you?

We've been kicking
so much ass for so long

that one day
some small country that
no one thinks about,

that no one
even talks about,

is gonna come along
and pick up the check.

You know?
Fix the wagon.

Fix the wagon.

Clean our clock.

Ring our bell.

You know, the fuckin' bell
with the clock and the tower.

Oh, yeah.

So, what do you think
about escalators?

That's a good question.

I thought a lot about that,
and my answer is,

is that at first,
an escalator is
a moving stairway,

so it's a tricky subject,
right?

But in the end,
it's just another
death sentence for america.

You're not foolin' me,
you sneaky bastards.

You're an angry
son of a bitch,
ain't you?

Suspicion beats confidence.

Only the paranoid survive,
rondo.

You ever think about
quittin' all of this?

What do you mean?
Like write my memoirs?

Cash in on
a little book deal?
What are you? Crazy?

Nah, I'm not startin' over.
What am I gonna...

Start over? I haven't--
I got a good thing goin' here.

I got 26 jobs
under my belt already.

I mean, you wouldn't
tell Burt Reynolds
to start over, would you?

You know, I never, um,
got a chance to thank you,
for, um... okay.

You know, sort of bein'
like a big brother, you know,

like a mentor to me.

Now kill him again.

But i-i-- you know,
I-I appreciate it.

[Intercom]
Emergency evacuation.
This is not a drill.

[Gunshot]

♪ I wanna be...
[Humming]

Paige.

♪ And nobody else
but you ♪

Come on, babe,
I got a fuckin' headache.

Give me a break, will ya?

I'm serenading you, baby.

It's too early for that.

It's almost a quarter
to 10:00 at night.

Exactly.

It's too early.

Mm.

Still going to tiger lounge?

No, more like a party.

A group of hot-shot lawyers
are having a Kennedys party,

and they want
a little Marilyn.

Do you want to come?

Who am I gonna be?
Arthur Miller?

Suit yourself, sweetie.

How long was I out?

No idea.

Phone rang while
you were asleep,
and I answered it.

Why'd you answer my phone?It was ringing.

Don't worry.
Dana didn't call.

Which leads
to the next question...

Well, you got
two phone calls.

The first one
was from Madison.

She said she wanted
to meet you for dinner
at bones.

Ooh, at 10:00.

What time is it now?

9:45.

I better go.

Don't you want to know
who the second call was from?

It was August.

August?
Why didn't you wake me?

Oh, you looked
so peaceful and cute.

What'd he say?

He wanted to know why
I was answering your phone,

and I told him
we'd just finished fucking

and you were in the shower
washing my smell off you.

That's very funny.

I said you were having dinner
with Madison at 10:00.

He wants to meet you
after at Chinatown.

I told him
I'd pass it on.

Where is he?

Like I ask
those questions.

Fuck it. I gotta go.

[Door opens]

[Door closes]

[August] I-I never
killed anybody before.

First time's
the hardest, right?

Nice place.Thanks.

Yeah. How you doin'?
All right?
Yeah.

Good, good. Yeah.

Will you be redeeming
any coupons today?

No.i didn't think you would.
All right...

So, uh, right here?
Good. Yeah, sure.

So, um, all right.
So, let's get right to it.

Okay? All right.
Let's just,
uh, jump right in.

It sticks. I can fix it.
It doesn't matter.

All right, um, beautiful.
So, uh...

That's embarrassing.
The drawers are on me.

[Laughs]

Okay, you know what?
Maybe not with that.

Um, oh, you see this?
This is nice.

This is a good, uh...

This is-- this is good.
This is a heavy piece.

It holds nine
and one to go.

But it's a good piece
for up close, you know

or whatever your pleasure.

Um, but see, I know
motherfuckers like you.

You're discriminating.
You want the-- yeah.

Um, you--
you prefer revolvers.

So, you know what?
That's what I got.

Boom, right there.

You got a nice revolver,
all right?

That's a good back-up piece,
and I'll tell you why.

You could use black talons,
a hollow point,

dum-dums, or mixed fruit!

You could juggle 'em,
shoot 'em in the...
Who cares?

Doesn't matter.
Anything you want.

All right, good.
All right, so...

Oh! Look what I got.
Now look what I got.
Come on. Stop it.

Look at that. Look.
Can you look at that?
That's a beautiful piece.

See, that's
a sig sauer 9mm.

That holds 14 in the mag,
one up the ass.

Oh, it's beautiful.
See, I'm gonna level
with you.

I never personally used
the sig,

but I know a bunch of
niggas swear by this
motherfuckin' gun.

The beautiful thing
about any of these guns

is if you shoot somebody
with 'em, they die.

And I think that might be
what you wanna do with it.

If that's your inclination,
if that's your particular slant,

I'm gonna work out
a sweet deal with you.

If you act now, act fast,
operators are standing by,

I'm gonna give you
a little special
parting gift, huh?

How about this? Nice.

You buy two, you get
the little thing free.

And here's what you do.
You put it on.

One goes on one arm,
the other goes
on the other arm.

You wear 'em both
at the same time.
Isn't that nice?

And I think it would
look good on you, and I
think it would look nice.

I know how it works.I thought you might.

And, uh, all right.
So, uh...

All right. All right,
let's talk money.

[Classical music plays]

Excuse me.

Excuse me.What's up, mate?
Now what'd you do?

Sir, I've done nothing,

but one gets the feeling
that perhaps mistakenly,

you've come
to the wrong place.

We don't "super size"
anything here.

Your point being?

You need a jacket
to sit in there
at the very least.

Give me a break, will you?
The only jacket I have
is a full metal one.

I'm sure you don't want
to see that, right?

I didn't think so.

I'm gonna go inside.

How are you?

It's okay, Jeffrey.
Ronnie's with me.

And as far as I'm concerned,
he's dressed to the nines.

I'm sorry, ma'am.
I thought your
gentleman companion

might feel
more comfortable
in a jacket.

Good-bye, Jeffrey.

Very good.

So, this is what
the fashionable young criminal
is wearing these days.

It's what I'm wearing.

Mr. Blackwell
would have a field day.

How you doin'?

I ordered some taittinger.
Is that okay?

That's fine.
What are we celebratin'?

Celebrating life.
The life I saved-- yours.

The life you saved, August's.

And we're
celebrating promise--

promise of a fine meal,

promise of a second bottle,

and promise of good company
for the night.

Well, that's until 11:00,
'cause I gotta go
meet August.

And by the way,
after today...

Give him a little room,
all right?

An hour of your time?
That's what you're giving me

after what I did for you
today in the elevator?After what you did?

What about after
what your brother-in-law
did for me

at the slaughterhouse?

I did you a little favor.
I almost got killed.

Back off, all right?

He's a waste of time.

Life is too short to waste.
Today should've taught you that.

What if my line was busy?
What if I didn't call you
right back?

You'd be a stain
on some elevator door.

That's my concern,
all right?

If you're gonna go around
risking your life,

then it's my concern, too.

You do good work, Ronnie,
and I like you.

Saving August is only gonna
put your own life at risk.

What if I told you
I was...Retiring?

[Scoffs]
Don't be ridiculous.

Retirement in
this business is death,

one way or the other.

You make your choices
in this life,

and then you wake up
every single day

and you live with them.

You married yourself
to this job the first time
you picked up a gun.

I just ain't gonna make this.
It's fuckin' killin' me.

I'm dying inside.

Stop stressing
about this life
and live it.

Maybe I don't feel like
courting death anymore.

You're not goin' anywhere.

Neither am I.

Besides, you're
a member of the club,

and membership
is irrevocable.

Maybe you're right.

Yeah, of course
I'm right.

How do you think
I managed to survive
for so long in this game?

Madison.

Yes, Ronnie.

I gotta make a call.

Hmm, I'll sit right here
till you get back.

You know,
he's his own worst enemy.

August?

Not while I'm alive.

[Dana] Hello? [Ronnie] Hey, you.

Hey. Where are you, baby?
Comin' home soon?

I'll be home
as soon as I can.

August called.

He was checking to make sure
you were meeting him later.

I said I hope not.

Oh, yeah?
What'd he say?

He laughed.

Don't go meet him, Ronnie.
Just come home, okay?

[Sighs]
I can't explain this, okay?

But I have to go,
and I need to do this.

You always put August first.

Well, I'm sorry,
Dana, about that.
I really am.

About what?
About August?

I'm sorry about--
just about everything
right now.

I just wanted you
to know that.

Dana, can you hear me?

Dana.

I love you.

What's up?

The sky.Yeah?

What about you?

You know,
the same old shit.
What's goin' on?

How was your day?

My best friend
almost got me killed...

Nothin' unusual.

That? Well, you gotta let
bygones be bygones.

Don't let, uh, yesterday
dictate tomorrow.

Well, it was just
a few hours ago, so, uh...

I'll get there.

Whatever. How was
the rest of your day?

All right.
Where you coming from?

Just met Roy.
Came down here to see you.

You?i had dinner with Madison.

How was your day?

Fuckin' Jonah knocked up
his girlfriend.

Must not have made
the wife too happy.

Usually doesn't, right?Right.

She don't want to
get rid of it, though,
because she's catholic.

So he tells me to, uh--make her not pregnant.

Yeah, exactly.

How'd you manage
that one?

You know,
I did what I had to do.

I, uh, broke
into her apartment
and waited for her.

And, you know,
she came in,

and it was, like,
this, uh...

Real pretty
Spanish girl.

You know
how they say, uh,

women glow
when they're pregnant?

The girl looked,
you know, so happy
she was, like, glowin'.

And I just--

then I...

Grabbed her
and just started
hittin' her.

You know, I was
just punchin' her.

I must have punched her
like 10, 15 times.

And then she's cryin',

"no, no, my baby."

Like, she's talkin'
in Spanish.

I started
hittin' her harder

'cause I just wanted her
to be quiet, you know?

And I got nervous.

I didn't think that
the hitting was
gonna work, you know?

Like it was gonna--
whether or not it was gonna
get rid of the baby.

So I take out my gun.

She panics.

I guess she thought
I was gonna shoot her
or some shit, so...

She started cryin' harder,

but, like, that kind of...

That kind of cry
where it's so hard

that nothing's comin'
out of her mouth.

And I'm hittin' her in
the stomach with the gun.

I don't know
if that shit worked.
I just fuckin' left.

It was a mess.

I don't know.
I don't like hittin' women.

I don't like doin'
that shit.

It ain't god-like.

Scumbags do that shit.

I don't know why he didn't
just ask me to kill her.

Fuckin' guy says to me,
"don't kill her,

because she gives
the best head
in the tri-state area."

He's dead serious.

Motherfucker better start
usin' birth control,

because I ain't never
doin' no shit like that
again ever.

I don't give a fuck.

I mean, I got some kind
of ethics, right?
I'm not a fuckin' animal.

[Growling]

I heard somethin' today.Yeah?

Yeah, I heard that Madison
had you do some dirt

so she'd stay off my shit.

You wanna tell me
what that's all about?

'Cause I find it
kind of interesting.

Oh, yeah? Well, she was
gonna have you ended,

and I was in a position
to make that not happen.
That's it.

Really?yeah.

She was
gonna have me ended?
Yeah.

I'll break this down
for you, all right?

Number one, if Madison
or anyone else wants
to take a shot at me,

let 'em try, all right?

Number two, I don't need
you or anyone else
lookin' out for me.

I can take care of myself.

And number three,
I heard that you called her

lookin' for a reprieval.

She's already dead,
so don't worry about Madison.

She's dead?That's right. Yeah.

Just like that?

Exactly my point.
Just like that.

[Snaps fingers]

You see?
See what happens when you
fuck around with me?

Bad things.

She say anything about me
before she, uh, left?

Yeah, she did.

She said I would be dead
before my head hit the pillow

if I hang out with you
much longer.

Yeah, she's smart.

[Sighs]

You know,
I've been thinking.

Maybe it's time we just
walk away from this shit,

because things are
getting a little stupid.

Walk away?
This is just like you.

Let me tell you
somethin', Ronnie.

All right,
when it's my time to go,
I'm gonna go.

There's nothin' you
or anybody else could do
about that shit.

I'm at peace with that.
You should be at, too.

See, that's the beauty
of criminal life, Ron.

There's no, uh, questions.
Only orders.

That's bullshit, man.What do you mean
it's bullshit?

We have a choice.We don't got no choice,
all right?

We really don't.

You'll see what I mean
in a minute.

You sure you don't want
anything to eat?

Nothin'? A wonton,
some spare ribs, anything?

You got any aspirin?

I got a fucked-up headache.
Had it all day.

No, I can't help you
with that, bro.

You see the news today?

Married senatorial candidate
Simon baltz shot dead

while getting head.

That senator
turned out to be backin'
a friend of ours.

Nicky caputo is pissed off.

Ever hear of him,
Ronnie?

He's really pissed off.

People gotta go down
for this one.

Where were you
this afternoon?

I caught a movie.Oh, yeah?
What'd you see?

Alice in wonderland.

[Mimics buzzer]

See, I wish
you were tellin' me
the truth, Ronnie.

But I know you ain't.

Are you?

You know what's
goin' on here, right?

Yeah, I know
what's goin' on.

You don't have
to do this, you know that.

Yes, I do.
It's my job.

It's your
fuckin' job, too.

What, all of a sudden
you're innocent, huh?

You never killed
nobody, huh?

This is great, huh?

I get paid
to kill somebody,

somebody pays you
to kill me.

What are we doin', man?

I don't want to do this.

I know.

You know, there's
a way out for--
for both of US.

Yeah? Tell me.

You got a piece on you?

As always.

We could shoot each other.Oh, yeah?

I could shoot you.
We could shoot each other.

I could kill you,
and you kill me.

But I'm gonna kill you,
Ronnie. I have to do it.

There's no way around that.

But if we kill each other,
we could still be friends.

We'll be dead.Whatever.

Please. Please do it
as a favor.

No favor.

I ain't shootin' you,
August.

Listen. Take the--
take your gun out, okay?

Take your gun out,
or I'm tellin' you,
that woman over there

is not gonna find out
what her fuckin'
fortune cookie says.

You understand me?

Good. Take it out.

This is the best thing.

I knew you'd do
the right thing.

It's the only way.

Do me favor.

Don't hit me low.

Hit me as high
as you can.

Okay. Me, too.

I don't want to be lying
on the floor while 911 tries
to save my sorry ass.

Okay.all right?

You ready?

The usual, all right?Yeah.

All right.
[Cocks gun]

Rock.

Paper.

Scissor.

[Gunshot]

Draw.

What did you do?

You lied to me.

You fuckin'--
you lied to me.

You said
you would do it.

You can't leave me
by myself.

You promised.

You lied.

You--you said...
Hit me low.

Good. You fuckin' die
with pain, you liar.

Good. Take it out.

It's the only way.

Do me a favor.

Don't hit me low.

[Gunshot]

You promised.

[August] We could have
gone out together.

It doesn't matter

because, like I told you
from the beginning,

this is my last day
in this life.

[Tires screeching]