Night of the Juggler (1980) - full transcript
A tough cop goes on a citywide rampage when his daughter is mistakenly kidnapped by a psycho. The psycho had originally targeted someone else's daughter, but is just as prepared to kill anybody unless his colossal ransom demands are met.
( music playing on radio )
- CAN I HEAT THAT UP
FOR YOU?
- WHAT?
YOUR COFFEE--
WOULD YOU LIKE A NICE
FRESH HOT CUP?
NO, THAT'S OKAY.
( music stops )
( honking )
P.A.:
There's nothing to see.
Just keep moving.
Keep that lane over.
...LIKE I NEED A HOLE
IN THE HEAD.
WHAT A BATTLE I HAD
GETTING OUT OF THE HOUSE
THIS MORNING.
- ALL I SAID WAS,
"LET ME THINK ABOUT IT."
- THINK ABOUT WHAT?
HOW MUCH YOU FIGURE
A WEDDING DRESS
WOULD COST?
- TAKE A GUESS.
TAKE A WILD SHOT.
- 100 BUCKS?
WRONG.
$650, PLUS TAX.
CAN YOU
BELIEVE IT?
LOOK, FOGARTY,
DO ME A FAVOR,
WILL YOU?
CALL MY WIFE.
I DON'T WANT
TO TALK TO HER.
TELL HER TO GET THE DRESS.
WHAT THE HELL, THE KID'S ONLY
GETTING MARRIED ONCE.
I THINK.
- HEY, YOU IN CHARGE HERE?
- YEAH, I GOT REAL
LUCKY TODAY.
LIEUTENANT TONELLI,
MAJOR CASE SQUAD.
BOMB SQUAD'S INSIDE NOW.
SOMEBODY LEFT YOU A NOTE.
HEY, STAY BACK THERE.
KEEP THEM BACK!
"COMMUNIQUE-- PUERTO RICAN
LIBERATION ARMY--"
READ THIS
FOR ME, WILL YOU?
IT GIVES ME A HEADACHE.
"ON BEHALF OF THE POOR
PEOPLE OF ALL THE AMERICAS,
ARMED STRUGGLE IS HEREBY
DECLARED UPON THE IMPERIALIST
BANKING SYSTEM--"
BLAH, BLAH, BLAH--
BULLSHIT!
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO?
YOU WANT TO GO UP THERE
OR WHAT?
YEAH, I'LL TAKE SOME
COFFEE, A DANISH AND
THREE ASPIRINS.
MAKE IT SIX.
( chuckles )
I GOT A FEELING
IT'S GONNA BE ANOTHER
GODDAMN NEW YORK DAY!
( honks )
( boat horn blows )
( cars honking )
( bell dings )
( siren wails )
HEY, BOYD,
WHEN DID YOU
GET BACK?
- NEVER MIND THAT,
YOU GOT THE $3 YOU OWE ME?
- HEY, JOE, I'M BROKE.
- I GOTTA
PICK UP MY CHECK.
- THAT'S GOOD.
- WE GOT A GAME
MONDAY. YOU IN?
- SURE, BUT...
THIS TIME,
I'M BRINGING
THE CARDS.
THAT'S OKAY.
I'LL TAKE YOUR MONEY
ANYWAY!
Woman:
KILL HIM!
KILL HIM!
Woman #2:
LUCY, I'M TRYING.
KILL THAT DAMN THING!
IT'S GOING UNDER
THE TABLE!
I KNOW IT'S GOT RABIES!
KILL HIM!
- IF YOU WOULDN'T
LEAVE FOOD ALL OVER.
- OOH, THAT AWFUL CREEPY THING.
GET HIM!
THAT RAT!
KILL HIM!
SO SNEAKY AND AWFUL!
BOYD,
DON'T JUST
STAND THERE.
BOYD, GET THE RAT!
- KILL IT.
- DARN IT!
SHOOT HIM!
REMOVE THAT MISERABLE
THING!
HEY, LUCY, YOU WANT
TO GET DOWN OFF
THE DESK NOW,
GIVE ME MY CHECK?
KEEP THE CHANGE.
I'M RICH.
HOW DO YOU LIKE THAT?
10,000 PEOPLE LEFT NEW YORK
ST MONTH.
- WHAT DO YOU WANT, THE USUAL?
- GIVE ME THREE,
ONE OF EACH.
- HOW'S THE YANKEES DOING?
- I WENT TO SEE MY SISTER
IN CALIFORNIA LAST MONTH.
- FORGET IT, IT STINKS!
- THREE TO TWO--
THEY BLEW IT.
DON'T TELL ME
ABOUT CALIFORNIA.
I USED TO LIVE THERE.
I CAN'T KILL NEW YORK,
AND I CAN'T KILL
A HOT GOD.
LET THEM LEAVE.
IT'S MORE HOT DOGS
FOR US.
THEY'RE GREAT.
THEY JUST COST YOU
AN ARM AND A LEG.
( phone rings )
IF YOU WANT ME
TO ANSWER,
I'LL ANSWER.
Woman:
ALL RIGHT,
ALL RIGHT.
- CLAYTONS RESIDENCE.
- THIS IS THE ASHLEY SCHOOL.
WE'RE MAKING
AN ATTENDANCE CHECK.
- IS YOUR DAUGHTER GOING
TO BE AT SCHOOL TODAY?
- MY DAUGHTER?
( laughs )
YOU MEAN, MISS CLAYTON?
ELDIE,
IS THAT FOR ME?
- THE SCHOOL WANTS TO KNOW
IF YOU'RE GOING.
- OF COURSE.
- WHY WOULD THEY ASK?
- YOU'VE BEEN CUTTING CLASSES
'CAUSE OF SUMMER?
I DON'T KNOW WHAT
THEY'RE TALKING ABOUT.
MISS CLAYTON WILL
DEFINITELY BE ON TIME.
THANK YOU.
Woman:
MORNING, BOYD.
- DON'T DO NOTHING
I WOULDN'T DO, GLADYS.
- THAT DON'T LEAVE A LOT.
- WHAT ARE YOU
DOING SATURDAY?
- ASK ME.
MMM... "ASK ME."
WELL, I JUST
MIGHT DO THAT.
I'M SORRY
I GOT TO RUSH OFF,
MR. BOYD,
BUT MY SISTER'S
SICK AS A DOG.
I GOT COFFEE DONE,
I GOT THE LAUNDRY
FOLDED AND YOUR BED
IS ALL MADE UP.
- GOTCHA.
- YOU BETTER GET
KATHY UP
- OR SHE'LL BE LATE
FOR SUMMER SCHOOL.
- I'LL DO THAT.
SHE WAS SO EXCITED
ABOUT TODAY, SHE DIDN'T
GET MUCH SLEEP.
- AND I GOT A CAKE.
IT'LL BE HERE AT 4:00.
- OKAY, FINE.
- SEE YOU WEDNESDAY.
- OKAY. THANK YOU.
OH, MR. BOYD!
I'M SORRY I FORGOT
TO TELL YOU-- YOUR EX-WIFE
WANTS YOU TO CALL HER.
OH.
GREAT.
( rattling )
WAKE UP,
YOU ROTTEN KID.
- DADDY.
- HEY, KID.
IT'S YOUR BIRTHDAY.
HOT DOGS?
- MAKE A WISH.
- BUT THIS IS
NOT MY DIET.
MAKE A NICE WISH.
- DO I GET MY WISH?
- WHAT WAS IT?
- NOT TO GO TO SUMMER
SCHOOL THIS MORNING.
- UMM DAMN.
- WHAT?
- YOU SHOULD HAVE WISHED
FOR SOMETHING ELSE.
OH, COME ON.
JUST TODAY.
WE COULD GO
SOMEPLACE SPECIAL,
YOU AND ME.
OKAY, WE GET
AFTER SCHOOL,
WE GET ALL WEEKEND.
I'M GOING OUT TO MOM'S
HOUSE TOMORROW FOR
A BIRTHDAY DINNER.
SHE'S BEEN
AFTER YOU AGAIN,
RIGHT?
I DON'T WANT
TO LIVE IN
CONNECTICUT
I WANT TO LIVE
HERE WITH YOU STILL.
YOU DON'T HAVE
TO DECIDE TODAY.
OKAY?
- I LOVE YOU, DAD.
- GOOD.
I DIDN'T GET YOU NOTHING
FOR YOUR BIRTHDAY.
- YOU'RE A LIAR.
- WHAT?
WHAT'S THAT
IN YOUR POCKET?
GIVE ME THAT.
- THE BALLET TICKETS.
YOU GOT THEM!
- THE BALLET?
- YEAH.
- THEY SAID THIS WAS
FOR THE YANKEE GAME.
- I WAS ROBBED.
- GODDAMN, DADDY!
- THE FIFTH ROW!
- THAT'S 'CAUSE YOU'RE
A TERRIFIC KID,
LIKE YOUR OLD MAN.
NOW COME ON,
I'LL JOG YOU HALFWAY
TO SCHOOL, OKAY?
- OKAY.
- COME ON, LET'S GO.
GIVE ME THAT.
YOU'RE ON A DIET.
YOU CAN'T EAT HOT DOGS.
LET'S GO!
( radio playing )
DO YOU THINK A BOY
WILL EVER ASK ME OUT,
DADDY?
- WHY DOES EVERYBODY
HAVE TO DO THIS?
- DO YOU THINK ONE WILL?
SUGAR FACE,
YOU'LL DRIVE THEM
FUCKING CRAZY.
REALLY?
ARE YOU KIDDING?
YOU GOT YOUR OLD
MAN'S LOOKS.
- ( buzzing )
- ( engine starts )
- GOOD MORNING, HENRY.
- GOOD MORNING,
MISS CLAYTON.
DADDY, CAN WE GO
SOMEPLACE SPECIAL
FOR DINNER?
WELL, ACTUALLY,
I HAVE RESERVATIONS
FOR TWO
AT RONALD'S,
YOU KNOW?
- RONALD'S?
- YEAH, McDONALD'S.
McDONALD'S?!
FOR MY BIRTHDAY?
WHAT KIND OF
A PUNK FATHER
ARE YOU?
I GUESS I'M
PRETTY PUNK, HUH?
LISTEN, I'LL WALK
TO SCHOOL MYSELF
TODAY.
- YOU COULD GO
HOME AND SLEEP.
- YOU GOT YOURSELF A DEAL.
OKAY. YOU'RE
A HARD WORKER.
SEE YOU LATER.
- HAPPY BIRTHDAY, HUH?
- THANKS. OW!
BE GOOD.
( screaming )
SOMEBODY HELP!
HELP--
( screaming )
DON'T MAKE A MOVE,
DON'T MAKE A SOUND
AND YOU WON'T GET HURT.
- LET ME GO--
- DON'T GIVE ME
ANY BULLSHIT.
STAY DOWN AND
KEEP YOUR FACE SHUT.
SON OF A BITCH!
( honking )
( honks frantically )
- HEY, STOP!
- ( tires screech )
GOD DAMN IT!
( honking )
FUCK.
OW!
PLEASE!
SON OF A BITCH!
WHAT THE HELL, YOU THINK
THIS IS DISNEYLAND
OR SOMETHING?!
LOOK AT WHAT
THE BASTARD DID TO THE CAB.
WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
- HE GRABBED
MY LITTLE GIRL.
- YOUR DAUGHTER?
- YEAH.
- GET IN.
COME ON, GET IN.
WE'LL KICK HIS ASS,
THAT GODDAMN PERVERT.
- WHOA!
- DON'T WORRY, PARTNER,
I CAN CATCH ANYTHING
WITH WHEELS ON IT.
WOO!
WE'RE BIRD-DOGGING HIM NOW.
WE'RE BIRD-DOGGING HIM.
HANG ON, BABY,
WE'RE TAKING A SHORTCUT.
SON OF A BITCH WANTS
TO PLAY CHICKEN? OKAY.
I USED TO DRIVE
IN THE PORTO RICAN 500.
YOU KNOW WHAT THAT IS?
YOU GET ABOUT 500 GUYS
AND YOU ALL GO OVER TO
CLAYTON PARK AND GET LOADED.
THEN EVERYBODY GOES OUT
AND STEALS A CAR,
AND THE FIRST GUY TO MAKE IT
TO BAYONNE, NEW JERSEY,
HE'S THE WINNER!
OKAY, WE'LL BE
ON HIS ASS LIKE WHITE
ON RICE, BABY!
A GUY GOT A KID--
LOOK OUT!
A GUY GOT A KID IN MY
NEIGHBORHOOD ONCE AND
THE COPS DIDN'T DO NOTHING!
THAT AIN'T GONNA
HAPPEN THIS TIME.
LOOK UP.
I COULDN'T SEE
WHAT KIND OF GUY WAS IT
THAT GRABBED YOUR KID.
- A COLORED GUY?
- A WHITE GUY.
MUST BE ?
WHITE GUYS.
NO OFFENSE, BUT EVERY TIME
I CATCH A GUY HANGING HIS ASS
OUT THE WINDOW,
OR SCREWING IN THE BACKSEAT,
GODDAMN IT, IT'S A WHITE GUY.
I DON'T KNOW WHAT'S
THE MATTER. YOU MUST WEAR
YOUR UNDERWEAR TOO TIGHT.
LOOK OUT!
- LOOK OUT!
LOOK OUT!
- GET OVER.
HE'S GOING LEFT.
GET OVER.
- WE GOT HIM, ON THE LEFT.
- HERE, IT'S ON ME.
- I'LL RUN THIS CAR
RIGHT UP HIS ASS. SHIT!
- ( tires screech )
( honks )
- IS THIS YOUR TRUCK?
- ( speaks foreign language )
- I GOT AN EMERGENCY HERE.
YOU WANT TO MOVE IT OUT?
- ( speaks foreign language )
DON'T GIVE ME THAT
WITCH DOCTOR SHIT.
JUST MOVE THE TRUCK!
HEY, YOU,
COME HERE!
- GET IN HERE!
- HELP! NO!
HE'S GOT A KNIFE,
DADDY!
LOOK OUT!
( continuous honking )
COME ON, LEAVE ME ALONE!
OW! LET ME GO!
- PLEASE.
- COME ON, COME ON.
DADDY.
- HE RAN ACROSS THE STREET.
- SOMEONE CALL 911.
- ( honking )
- Driver: GET OUT
OF THE WAY!
INFLATION IS A CURSE.
QUALITY SHIRTS HERE,
MADE IN HONG KONG.
GENUINE LEVIS,
WATCHES, RADIOS,
TRANSISTOR RADIOS
MADE IN TAIWAN,
RIGHT HERE!
HEY, FOLKS!
HEY, FOLKS!
ANYBODY SEE A GUY
GO BY HERE WITH
A LITTLE GIRL?
DON'T FEEL FUNNY,
IT'S SUNNY,
I NEED YOUR MONEY!
Man:
HEY, YOU!
HEY, MIKE,
THE GUY JUST JUMPED
THE TURNSTILE
THAT PUNK
WITH THE BEARD!
WE GOT A MALE CAUCASIAN
TRAIN HOPER--
LONG HAIR, WITH A BEARD.
PLAID SHIRT...
HEY!
( passengers protest )
WHAT'S WRONG
WITH THAT MAN?
HEY, WATCH OUT.
- LET ME OUT!
- YOU NEED TO KEEP
YOUR MOUTH SHUT.
Man:
HEY, FELLA!
HEY, FELLA!
HEY, YOU!
YOU'RE UNDER
ARREST!
- COME ON, GET UP!
- DADDY!
COME ON, MOVE!
WOULD YOU MOVE?
DON'T TRY ANY
MORE TRICKS LIKE BACK
THERE IN THE CAR.
- OW! DAMN IT!
- GET UP, WOULD YOU?
COME ON, KEEP MOVING!
HEY, YOU!
YOU GODDAMN SON
OF A BITCH!
YOU FAGGOT!
HEY, MAN, WHERE YOU SELLING
THAT WHITE CHICKEN
PUSSY AT, MAN?
- I DON'T WANT
NO SHIT WITH YOU.
- WHAT DO YOU MEAN?
I ASKED YOU A FUCKING QUESTION.
YOU GONNA BE A FUCKING PUNK?
I'LL KICK YOUR ASS.
GET YOUR HANDS
OFF ME.
OH SHIT.
HE GOT ME.
( sobbing )
OH, HE GOT ME!
DAMN IT.
( engine stalls )
I TOLD YOU,
NO MORE TRICKS!
YOU HEAR ME?
- ( engine starts )
- Kathy: HURRY!
WAIT A MINUTE!
THAT'S MY TRUCK!
IT GOES ALL THE WAY
BACK TO THE BOOK
OF GENESIS.
THAT'S RIGHT--
DON'T TAKE MY CAR!
I NEED THE CAR
FOR OUR LORD'S WORK.
I NEED THIS CAR--
- SIT DOWN. SHUT UP.
- YOU'RE BREAKING A
COMMANDMENT.
- GUESS YOU REALLY
NEED TO STEAL YOURSELF A CAR--
- I'M NOT STEALING YOUR CAR.
NO, NO, DON'T WORRY.
I GOT INSURANCE.
PRAISE GOD.
( tires screech )
( honking )
( hyperventilating )
YOU OKAY?
WHAT'S THE MATTER,
YOU GOT ASTHMA?
YES, GOD HAS
GIVEN ME THAT BURDEN.
- SHIT.
- AND TWO IS EIGHT.
( laughs )
- ( screams )
- ( tires screech )
( screams )
FATHER, FIND A SPOT IN
YOUR HEART OF SAVING GRACE.
SWEET JESUS!
IN THE NAME OF
THE HOLY GHOST!
HALLOWED BE THY NAME!
THY KINGDOM COME,
THY WILL BE DONE.
BRING IT ON
BACK NOW.
EASY.
( hyperventilates )
OH GOD!
SWEET SAVIOR.
JESUS DOES SAVE.
SWEET JESUS,
SAVE US.
HEY, CAN I
HELP YOU?
- HEY, LET ME HAVE
CHOCOLATE ON A STICK.
- OKAY.
THERE'S NOT MUCH
YOU CAN DO TO CHOCOLATE
ON A STICK, HUH?
YEAH, THAT'S RIGHT.
- BUSINESS IS OKAY, HUH?
- OH, IT'S DYNAMITE.
THE REASON I ASK IS,
THIS FRANKIE,
THIS GUY MY DAUGHTER'S
GONNA MARRY,
IS THINKING OF
OPENING UP A FROZEN
YOGURT JOINT LIKE THIS.
- AND HE WANTS ME
TO SORT OF INVEST.
- AH...
- HOW MUCH YOU
MAKE HERE ANYWAY?
- ABOUT THREE-FOUR THOUSAND.
- A WEEK?
- MORE WHEN IT'S HOT.
THIS GUY FRANKIE,
HE'S A TALL, THIN GUY
WITH A MUSTACHE?
I DON'T KNOW.
I'VE NEVER SEE HIM.
I'VE HEARD HIM
ON THE PHONE, THOUGH.
HE SOUNDS NICE ON THE PHONE.
- LIEUTENANT, WE OUGHT
TO GET BACK HERE.
- YEAH, JUST A SECOND.
THIS STUFF AIN'T BAD.
IT'S LIKE ICE CREAM.
IT'S MUCH BETTER--
LOW IN CALORIES,
NOT FAT.
GREAT!
- WHAT DO YOU
PUT IN THIS SHIT?
- THEY TAKE SOME OLD MILK
AND THEY KIND
OF LET IT GO BAD--
ALL CURDLED AND
LUMPY AND SOUR,
THEN THEY LOAD IN
THIS BACTERIA CULTURE.
- YOU MEAN,
LIKE A DISEASE?
- YEAH, KINDA.
YOU KNOW, GERMS,
KINDA LIKE A MOLD
THAT GROWS IN THE MILK--
HEY, WHERE ARE
YOU GOING?
I'M GETTING
OUT OF HERE.
EXCUSE ME.
WHILE YOU WERE INSIDE,
WE JUST GOT ANOTHER CALL.
- IF IT'S ANOTHER PROBLEM,
I DON'T WANT TO HEAR IT.
- IT'S A KIDNAPPING.
THE FATHER'S AN EX COP.
HE WRECKED HALF THE CITY
CHASING AFTER SOME GUY.
NOW HE'S IN THE HOSPITAL
RAISING ALL KINDS OF HELL.
GET OUT.
WHAT ARE YOU
GONNA DO TO ME?
COME ON,
LET'S GO.
YOU WATCH YOUR STEP.
STAY CLOSE TO ME.
Man:
HEY, LOOKS LIKE
MR. BELL DONE DROPPED IN.
( overlapping dialogue )
THIS ALL USED
TO BE NICE UP HERE.
I MEAN,
IT WAS BEAUTIFUL.
MY FAMILY OWNED
97 UNITS ALL UP
AND DOWN THIS BLOCK.
LOOK AT IT NOW.
YOU USED TO
LIVE HERE?
I STILL LIVE HERE.
I'LL ALWAYS
LIVE HERE.
NOBODY'S KICKING
MY ASS OUT.
I DON'T CARE HOW MANY SPICS
AND NIGGERS YOU SEND IN HERE
TO BURN THE PLACE DOWN.
- WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?
- I'M TALKING ABOUT WHAT
THEY DID TO THIS PLACE.
I'M TALKING ABOUT
THE RICH BASTARDS
IN THE CITY--
$60 MILLION IN POVERTY
FUNDS IN THEIR POCKET,
OUT OF THEIR POCKET,
RENT CONTROL,
WELFARE--
BULLSHIT!
I GOT THEIR NAMES.
I GOT ARTICLES IN
THE NEWSPAPERS.
THEY'RE ALL
GONNA PAY!
THEY SEND THE SPICS AND
THE NIGGERS IN HERE TO SHIT
ALL OVER MY NEIGHBORHOOD.
MOVE IT, MOVE IT!
( all cheer )
DON'T LEAVE ME.
I WANT MY SHARE!
LOOK AT THIS PLACE.
LOOK WHAT THESE
ANIMALS DONE TO IT.
THAT'S MY BUILDING.
I CAN'T EVEN PAY THE TAXES
ON IT NOW THE CITY'S
TAKEN IT AWAY FROM ME.
THEY'LL TEAR IT ALL DOWN.
YOU KNOW WHAT THEY'LL
DO THEN?
SELL THE LAND CHEAP,
THEN WHO BUYS IT?
YOU KNOW WHO'S BUYING UP
ALL THE LAND IN THE WHOLE
SOUTH BRONX?
CLAYTON GODDAMN PROPERTIES--
YOUR GODDAMN OLD MAN!
- MY FATHER?
HE DOESN'T--
- SHUT UP.
THE HELL DO YOU KNOW?
BUT MY NAME ISN'T
CLAYTON, IT'S BOYD.
KATHY BOYD.
( mimicking )
KATHY BOYD.
YOUR NAME'S
KATHY BOYD?
( laughs )
YOU THINK
YOU'RE PRETTY
SMART, DON'T YOU?
BUT IT WON'T DO YOU
NO GOOD TO LIE TO ME.
- 'CAUSE I KNOW
WHO YOU ARE.
- YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND.
MY FATHER ISN'T
RICH AT ALL.
NOT RICH ENOUGH, HUH?
SURE, YOU RICH BASTARDS
NEVER HAVE ENOUGH, DO YOU?
NO MATTER HOW MUCH YOU GOT.
SURE HAS STILL
GOT A LOT MORE THAN
I DO, DON'T YOU?
- SURE,
I GUESS SO, BUT--
- GODDAMN RIGHT.
YOUR OLD MAN'S
GONNA PAY UP BIG.
WHY DON'T YOU
UNDERSTAND ME?
- I HAVE NO REASON
TO LIE TO YOU.
- ALL THE RICH BASTARDS LIE.
THAT'S HOW THEY GET
RICH, AND THAT'S HOW
THEY STAY RICH.
THEY'RE NOT PUTTING
ANYTHING OVER ON ME BECAUSE
I'M WISE TO THEIR TRICKS,
WITH THEIR TAXES
AND BULLSHIT,
AND ALL THEIR LITTLE
GAMES THEY PLAY
SO GOOD, HUH?
THEY'RE ALL
IN IT TOGETHER,
JUGGLING THE BOOKS.
WELL, NOW THEY'RE
GONNA PAY, NOW I'M
GONNA BE THE JUGGLER.
I'M GONNA JUGGLE THE BOOKS
MY WAY AND IT'S GONNA
BALANCE OUT FOR ME.
( cheers, laughs )
YOO-HOO!
YOO-HOO!
YOO-HOO!
YOO-HOO!
YOO-HOO!
Man:
HELLO, PRETTY GIRL.
WHAT YOU DOING
SNEAKING AROUND HERE?
YOU MUST BE
MIGHTY LOST.
PLEASE...
THERE'S A MAN...
HE'S CHASING ME.
WHY DON'T YOU JUST
COME WITH ME?
I KNOW A PLACE
WE CAN HIDE OUT
AND NOBODY WILL
FIND US.
WHAT DO YOU SAY?
HUH...
- PRETTY LITTLE THING?
- YOO-HOO!
- HELLO, PUNK.
- GET THE HELL
AWAY FROM HER.
( laughs )
YOU A DIRTY MAN, WHITEY.
YOU HEAR ME?
I'M GIVING YOU
A CHANCE TO WALK AWAY.
- TAKE IT.
- HEY, FRIEND,
HAVE A DRINK, HUH?
WE'LL THROW US
A LITTLE PARTY.
WHAT DO YOU SAY, HUH,
CHINCHILLA?
LAST CHANCE,
JIGABOO,
GET THE FUCK
OUT OF HERE.
- ( screams )
- NO!
OW.
I'M WARNING YOU.
DON'T EVER TRY
THAT AGAIN.
A LOT OF VERY
BAD PEOPLE LIVE
AROUND HERE.
OW!
LET'S GO.
THERE'S A GUY COMING
FROM THE MAJOR CASE SQUAD TO
TALK A FEW THINGS OVER WITH YOU.
- OH SHIT.
- RELAX, WOULD YOU?
HERE, TRY THESE.
THAT IS NO GOOD.
I GOTTA BE ABLE
TO MOVE AROUND.
I'M AFRAID YOU CAN'T.
YOU SHOULDN'T PUT ANY WEIGHT
ON THAT FOR AT LEAST--
- CAN YOU FIND ME
A CANE OR SOMETHING?
- I DON'T KNOW WHAT'S LEFT.
- YOU KNOW, THE CITY'S
GONNA CLOSE DOWN--
- CAN'T YOU FIND ME SOMETHING?
I GOTTA GET OUT OF HERE.
I GOTTA FIND MY LITTLE GIRL.
SURE,
I UNDERSTAND.
I'LL SEE WHAT I CAN
DIG UP FOR YOU.
HEY, BOYD.
HEY, BOYD!
- TAKE THAT THING OFF.
- WHAT THE HELL DOES IT
MATTER TO YOU?
- I'M ASKING YOU, LET ME GO.
- YOU KNOW I CAN'T DO THAT.
I JUST TOOK
MY SERGEANT'S EXAM.
SAY THEY TOOK ME TO X-RAY,
AND I DISAPPEARED.
- NO, I CAN'T DO THAT.
PUT YOURSELF IN MY PLACE.
- I'D HATE TO BE IN YOUR PLACE,
'CAUSE YOU GONNA
HAVE TO SHOOT ME
IN THE BACK.
A CATERER?
WHAT FOR?
WRONG.
YOU GIVE THEM LASAGNA,
ANTIPASTO, WINE
AND RICH CRACKERS.
HEY, LISTEN, A FATHER
AIN'T SUPPOSED TO HAVE
NOTHING TO DO
WITH A BRIDAL SHOWER.
OF COURSE
I WANT IT NICE.
I KNOW THAT MARGARET
IS MY DAUGHTER,
AND SO IS TERESA,
SO IS ANNETTE,
SO IS--
WHAT'S HER NAME?
--MICHELLE.
RIGHT.
ALL RIGHT, GO AHEAD,
DO WHAT YOU WANT.
- GOODBYE.
- MACK, YOU GOT
CHANGE FOR A QUARTER?
- NO, I DON'T.
- YEAH, I GOT SOME DIMES.
HEY, HANDSOME!
HEY, MR. BOYD,
I FOUND A CANE
FOR YOU.
BOYD?
SEAN BOYD?
HOLD ON A SECOND
THERE, PLEASE.
DETECTIVE FOGARTY.
YOU'RE UNDER ARREST.
FRISK THIS GUY.
FRISK HIM.
LIEUTENANT TONELLI,
MAJOR CASE SQUAD.
- I'M REALLY SORRY.
- Boyd: THAT'S OKAY.
AS IF I AIN'T GOT ENOUGH
TO WORRY ABOUT WITH THE
PORTO RICAN BOMBERS.
I WANT A FULL REPORT
ON THE OFFICER WHO WAS
HOLDING THIS MAN.
ARE YOU GONNA BEHAVE
YOURSELF OR I GOTTA
PUT THE CUFFS ON YOU?
COME ON, LET'S
TAKE A LITTLE RIDE.
Boyd:
CUT THE BULLSHIT, TONELLI.
WHAT'S GOING ON WITH MY KID?
Tonelli:
NOTHING NEW,
WORKING ON IT.
Boyd:
THE GUY USED
A STOLEN CAR.
Tonelli:
WE GOT A ZERO ON THE
FINGERPRINTS SO FAR.
YOU'RE A FREAKING
ONE-MAN RIOT, BOYD--
HIT AND RUN,
ASSAULTING A
TRANSIT OFFICER,
GRAND THEFT AUTO.
FOR CRYING OUT LOUD,
DON'T YOU KNOW THAT
STUFF'S AGAINST THE LAW?
IT WAS A 10-13.
I WAS PURSUING A FELON.
BUT YOU FORGOT ONE THING,
YOU AIN'T A COP NO MORE.
I HEARD ALL ABOUT YOU
IN THE 22nd PRECINCT.
A LITTLE TOO SMART
FOR YOUR OWN GOOD,
HUH?
SO WHEN THE CITY WENT
BROKE AND THEY LAID OFF
ALL THOSE COPS,
- THAT GAVE THEM A CHANCE
TO GET RID OF YOU, RIGHT?
- WAIT A MINUTE.
- THE GUY DROPPED SOMETHING
AROUND 42nd STREET.
- WHAT DID HE DROP?
I DON'T KNOW.
E OF THOSE PORNO GIRLS
PICKED IT UP AT A PARLOR.
COULD BE SOMETHING.
LOOK, I GOTTA
TAKE YOU IN FOR ALL
THAT SHIT YOU DID.
YOU GOT THE RIGHT
TO A LAWYER AND BAIL,
LIKE EVERYBODY ELSE.
FUCK EVERYBODY ELSE!
I'M A COP, JUST
LIKE YOU-- I WAS.
I KNOW, AND IF
IT WAS MY KID, I'D
PROBABLY BE GOING NUTS TOO.
THEN LET ME HELP.
LET ME GET TO A CAR.
I'LL FIND THE SON
OF A BITCH MYSELF.
FIND NOT,
YOU'LL ONLY SCREW
THINGS UP.
WHAT WOULD HAVE HAPPENED
IF YOU HAD CAUGHT UP
WITH THAT NUT?
HE MIGHT HAVE SHOT
YOU AND YOUR DAUGHTER.
I WANT YOU OFF THE STREETS,
FOR YOUR OWN SAKE,
AND FOR HER SAKE.
I WANT YOU TO GO DOWNTOWN
AND STRAIGHTEN THAT OUT.
- AND GET IN TOUCH WITH ME.
- NOT NOW, GOD DAMN IT, NOW!
LOOK, THESE THINGS
DON'T WORK THAT WAY,
BOYD.
I GOTTA HOLD
OF YOUR EX WIFE.
SHE'LL MEET YOU
DOWN THERE.
YOU KNOW, TONELLI,
YOU KNOW WHEN
THEY LAID OFF ALL
THOSE COPS?
THEY SHOULD HAVE
SAVED SOME BIG MONEY.
THEY SHOULD HAVE
CANNED YOUR ASS.
( barking )
HELLO, BABY.
HELLO, BABY.
COME HERE.
DID YOU MISS ME?
HUH?
- DID YOU
MISS ME, BABY, HUH?
- ( dog growls )
DID YOU MISS ME?
FRIEND. SHE'S A FRIEND,
WOLFGANG.
( dog growls )
WOLFGANG LIKES
MY FRIENDS.
HE GETS REAL MAD
WHEN THEY DON'T DO
WHAT I SAY.
WELL, COME ON.
GO IN THE KITCHEN, BABY.
GO GET YOUR BONE, WOLFGANG.
GO AHEAD.
COME IN.
COME IN.
SIT OVER THERE.
THAT WAS
MY MOTHER'S CHAIR.
USED TO BE THE
NICEST ONE WE HAD.
STILL IS.
NOW, I DON'T WANT TO HEAR
NOTHING OUT OF YOU.
YOU UNDERSTAND?
I DON'T WANT
TO HEAR A SOUND.
- OKAY?
- YES.
( phone rings )
- CLAYTON RESIDENCE.
- MRS. CLAYTON, PLEASE.
MRS. CLAYTON?
- IT'S FOR YOU.
- WHO IS IT, ELDIE?
I DON'T KNOW.
IT SOUNDS LIKE
THE SCHOOL.
Miss Clayton:
OH MY GOD,
NOT AGAIN!
- IF YOU'VE GOTTEN YOURSELF INTO
HOT WATER AT SCHOOL AGAIN...
- I SWEAR I DON'T UNDERSTAND.
I'LL WRING
YOUR NECK.
HELLO?
YOU WANT TO SEE YOUR KID
ALIVE AGAIN OR CUT UP IN
CHUNKS OF MEAT?
I WANT
A MILLION BUCKS.
I GOT HER RIGHT HERE.
A MILLION BUCKS
OR CHUNKS OF MEAT.
GOT IT?
I--
- I DON'T UNDERSTAND.
- I GOT YOUR FUCKING LITTLE
MILLION-DOLLAR KID HERE.
I WANT THE MONEY.
YOU GET IT, I'LL CALL BACK.
WHAT DID THEY
WANT THIS TIME?
NOTHING.
- ELDIE?
- YES, MRS. CLAYTON?
- WHERE'S MY FATHER'S
NUMBER IN THE COUNTRY?
- WHAT'S GOING ON?
- IT'S IN HERE SOMEWHERE.
YOU'D BETTER CALL MR. CLAYTON.
- MOM, WHAT'S GOING ON?
- ON SECOND THOUGHT, YOU'D
BETTER CALL THE POLICE.
- MOM, WHAT'S WRONG?
I GOT A SURPRISE FOR YOU.
LOOK WHAT YOU GET TO HAVE.
I GOT SOME REAL NICE
STUFF FOR YOU TO EAT,
WITH ICE CREAM AFTERWARD.
BUT YOU GOTTA EAT
YOUR SANDWICH FIRST.
THAT'S WHAT
MY MOTHER WOULD
ALWAYS SAY--
"YOU GOTTA EAT YOUR LUNCH
OR YOU CAN'T HAVE DESSERT."
DON'T YOU WANT
TO HAVE YOUR ICE CREAM?
NO, THANK YOU.
I'M ON A DIET.
YOU GONNA EAT,
GOD DAMN IT!
I BOUGHT IT FOR YOU!
WHAT DO YOU MEAN,
YOU'RE ON A DIET?
YOU KNOW...
I'M TOO...
PLUMP.
WHAT ARE YOU,
OUT OF YOUR MIND?
A WOMAN'S GOT
TO HAVE SOME MEAT
ON HER BONES.
THAT'S WHAT MY FATHER
ALWAYS SAID.
YOU GOTTA HAVE MEAT.
HE USED TO SEE PICTURES
OF THOSE SKINNY MODELS.
YOU KNOW, IN THE MAGAZINES?
HE SAID THEY LOOK
LIKE MEN.
"NOW, YOUR MOTHER,"
HE SAID,
"YOUR MOTHER'S GOT
SOME MEAT ON HER BONES."
THEN HE'D LAUGH
AND LAUGH.
I THINK YOU LOOK
JUST FINE.
YOU'RE GONNA HAVE
YOUR LUNCH NOW, RIGHT?
RIGHT?
RIGHT?
( barking )
( chatter, typing )
I'M DETECTIVE FOGARTY.
THIS HERE'S BOYD.
I'LL BOOK
THIS THROUGH, COLLIE,
HE'S AN OLD
BUDDY OF MINE.
- LIEUTENANT TONELLI
CALLED DOWN ABOUT IT.
- HELLO, MR. BOYD!
YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BOOK HIM
THROUGH AND TAKE HIM DOWN
TO 42nd STREET.
I KNOW ALL ABOUT IT.
I'LL HANDLE IT. I'LL
TAKE GOOD CARE OF MR. BOYD.
I JUST HOPED TO GOD
THAT I WOULD SEE YOU AGAIN.
I WANT TO MAKE
A PHONE CALL.
YEAH.
BE MY GUEST.
ONLY FIRST WE GOT
A FULL REPORT TO MAKE OUT,
RIGHT, MR. BOYD?
WHAT THE FUCK
ARE YOU PULLING?
TONELLI SAID--
WHAT TONELLI SAID
DON'T MEAN SHIT
AROUND HERE!
NOW, YOU WANT TO MOVE
INTO THE INTERROGATION
ROOM, MR. BOYD?
I WANT A LAWYER,
BARNES, NOW.
YOU WROTE A REPORT THAT
I WAS MAKING A PUERTO RICAN
CHICK IN THE STATION?
YEAH, GETTING RICH,
KNOCKING DOWN ON ALL
THE POTENTIAL--
YOU KNOW WHAT THAT DID
TO MY WIFE AND KIDS?
DID SHE MAKE YOU
SLEEP ON THE COUCH?
( door locks )
BELIEVE ME,
THERE'S NOTHING I'D
RATHER DO THANTAY HERE
AND KICK THE SHIT
OUT OF YOU,
BUT WE HAVEN'T GOT TIME--
( grunts )
TIME, YOU MAGGOT?
- YOU GOT ME SUSPENDED
TWO MONTHS WITHOUT PAY!
- COME ON, A GUY'S GOT MY KID.
I HAD TO BEG THEM
JUST TO GET BACK ON
THE CRUMMY FORCE!
BITCH.
THEY PASSED ME
IN AND OUT OF EVERY
PRECINCT IN THIS CITY
AND I GOT YOU
TO THANK FOR IT,
YOU UGLY SUCKER!
LISTEN TO ME,
YOU LAME IDIOT,
YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE A COP.
YOU'RE NOTHING BUT SCUM.
YOU FUCKING RATTED
ON YOUR FELLOW BROTHER
OFFICER.
YOU PROTECT YOUR OWN,
MR. BOYD.
SCUM LIKE YOU
DON'T BELONG IN
THE FORCE!
WHEN THEY GOT THE CHANCE,
THEY CANNED YOUR
ROTTEN ASS,
NOT MINE, YOU PUNK!
MISERABLE FUCKING BASTARD!
SEAN?
SEAN!
WHAT HAPPENED?
- LET'S GET OUT OF HERE.
- WHERE'S KATHY?
THEY SAID SOMETHING
HAPPENED TO HER.
WHERE IS SHE?
- WHAT'S WRONG?
- LET'S GO. DRIVE.
SLOW.
- THEY BOOKED ME
AND I WALKED OUT.
- I DON'T UNDERSTAND.
WE WERE IN THE PARK JOGGING.
KATHY WENT OFF TOWARD SCHOOL.
I HEARD HER SCREAMING.
- SOME GUY GRABBED HER AND
PULLED HER INTO THEIR CAR.
- WHAT?
MAYBE HE WON'T HURT HER.
SOME OF THESE GUYS JUST--
- MAYBE HE'LL
JUST LET HER GO.
- ( sniffling )
IS SHE-- I MEAN,
WHEN YOU SAW HER,
WAS SHE ALL RIGHT?
YEAH, I THINK SO.
TURN HERE.
I'LL FIND HER.
I PROMISE YOU.
HOW ARE YOU GONNA
FIND HER?
LOOK, THESE THINGS HAPPEN.
SURE THEY HAPPEN--
THAT ROTTEN NEIGHBORHOOD
AND THE CREEPS IN THAT PARK!
WHAT THE HELL
ELSE DID YOU EXPECT
TO HAPPEN?
IF IT MAKES YOU
FEEL BETTER TO BLAME IT
ON ME, GO AHEAD, OKAY?
- IS THAT WHAT YOU WANT?
- SINCE WHEN DID YOU CARE
WHAT SOMEONE ELSE WANTS?
- I DID WHAT I HAD TO.
- YOU DID WHAT YOU WANTED TO,
AND YOU ALWAYS DO.
AND NOW YOU'RE
A LOUSY TRUCK DRIVER,
AND YOU LIVE IN
THE SLUM WITH THE
REST OF THE DEGENERATES
AND KATHY PAYS FOR IT.
YOU KEPT HER THERE, GOD DAMN IT,
NOW SHE PAYS FOR IT.
- IT ISN'T FAIR!
- STOP THAT FREAKING CAR!
STOP!
SHE DON'T WANT
TO LIVE IN A GODDAMN
HOUSE IN CONNECTICUT.
YOU UNDERSTAND?!
- ( sobbing )
- SHE WANTS TO STAY HERE,
YOU NEUROTIC BITCH!
- SHE LIKES THE CITY.
- THAT'S BECAUSE SHE'S
NEVER KNOWN ANY DIFFERENT.
SHE GREW UP IN GODDAMN
CESSPOOL WHERE PEOPLE ARE
RAPED ON THE STREET!
I'M SORRY WE ALL CAN'T
BE BORN RICH.
OH BULLSHIT!
YOU COULD HAVE
HAD A CAREER.
YOU JUST HAD TO LOUSE
EVERYTHING UP!
OH IT'S SO WRONG
IF A COUPLE OF COPS
MADE SOME EXTRA MONEY.
- EVERYBODY MAKES
EXTRA MONEY!
- SHIT YES!
AND MOVE TO CONNECTICUT
AND LIVE IN A RICH
FUCKING HOUSE?!
ALL I HAD TO DO WAS KEEP MY
MOUTH SHUT AND PLAY THE GAME
AND RIDE THE TRAIN, RIGHT?
ALL I EVER WANTED
WAS TO MOVE TO A
DESCENT PLACE,
- A SAFE PLACE
TO BRING UP KATHY!
- ALL YOU EVER WANTED WAS MORE.
BUT NO, YOU COULDN'T MOVE.
YOU LOVE NEW YORK,
- THE OLD NEIGHBORHOOD!
- SHIT, BARBARA!
YOU'RE FULL OF SHIT!
( sobs uncontrollably )
HEY...
BARBARA...
SHE'LL BE OKAY,
YOU KNOW?
U'RE GONNA STAY
AT YOUR SISTER'S.
I'LL LET YOU KNOW.
I'LL LET YOU KNOW.
HAVE YOUR MISSES
AND YOUR DAUGHTER
GET ON THE PLANE
AND GO OUT TO THE COAST.
OR IF YOU GOT A PLACE
IN CONNECTICUT?
IT'S A DAMN SHAME WHEN
PEOPLE CAN'T LIVE IN
THEIR OWN APARTMENT.
IT'S A NICE PLACE YOU GOT.
WHAT DOES IT SET YOU BACK,
$2,000 A MONTH?
WE OWN THE BUILDING.
MARGUERITE, THIS IS
LIEUTENANT TONELLI.
HE ASKED IF THERE WERE
ANY SOUNDS, ANY NOISES
THAT CAME THROUGH
- WHEN THE PHONE CALL CAME IN.
- NO, I DON'T THINK SO.
I'M SORRY.
ALL RIGHT.
IF HE CALLS BACK,
THIS TIME WE'LL
GET HIM ON TAPE,
AND THEN MAYBE
WE HEAR SOMETHING
WE CAN IDENTIFY.
- FOGARTY, IS THAT RIG
PLUGGED IN THE PHONE YET?
- WE GOT IT ALL HOOKED UP.
ANYTHING THAT COMES IN,
WE TRACE. EXCEPT IT'LL
TAKE TWO MINUTES.
- ALL RIGHT, I WANT
TO TEST IT MYSELF.
- USE THAT PHONE, LIEUTENANT.
ALL RIGHT.
FOGARTY, DIAL
MY HOUSE, WOULD YOU?
- OKAY.
- EXCUSE ME.
GOT IT?
- GOT IT.
- HELLO?
WHO?
IT'S ME!
- I CAN'T TALK NOW.
I'M JUST TESTING OUT A PHONE.
- YOU'LL BE ALL RIGHT, BABY.
HEY, HEY, PIPE DOWN,
PEOPLE ARE LISTENING.
NO, NO,
IT'S ALL RIGHT.
HUH?
I DON'T WANT
TO HEAR ABOUT
INVITATIONS NOW.
WRONG.
GOOD BYE.
THIS WORKS
VERY WELL.
NOW, I WANT YOU
TO DO WHAT YOU
NORMALLY DO,
ONLY KEEP YOUR
DAUGHTER INSIDE.
I'LL CHECK BACK
WITH YOU LATER,
SAY TONIGHT.
BUT AREN'T YOU
STAYING, LIEUTENANT?
I MEAN, UNTIL HE CALLS.
HE'S A NUT.
MAYBE HE CALLED ONCE.
WHO KNOWS IF
HE'LL CALL AGAIN?
LOOK, I GOT A LOT
OF STUFF. I HAD FIVE
BOMB CALLS TODAY.
CAN YOU BELIEVE THAT?
I'LL SEE YOU LATER.
AREN'T YOU ASSIGNED
TO THIS CASE,
LIEUTENANT?
RIGHT. I'M ASSIGNED
ALL OVER THE PLACE.
I'LL BE BACK.
LIEUTENANT!
I PAY MORE TAXES
TO THIS CITY
IN ONE MONTH
THAN YOU AND
YOUR DAMN PRECINCT
TURN IN A YEAR.
I THINK
I'M ENTITLED TO
SOME CONSIDERATION.
MEANING WHAT?
GO AHEAD, WHY
DON'T YOU SAY IT?
WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO,
CALL YOUR FRIEND
THE COMMISSIONER?
WHO ELSE, THE MAYOR?
TELL HIM I WANT
A RAISE.
I DON'T MAKE
IDLE THREATS,
LIEUTENANT.
I TAKE ACTION
AND I GET RESULTS.
YOU KNOW, I DEAL
WITH MURDERERS,
RAPISTS, THIEVES,
CREEPS OF ALL KINDS.
THEY DON'T SCARE ME.
YOU SCARE ME.
I'LL SEE YOU LATER.
( phone rings )
- HELLO?
- HELLO, IS THIS
THE CLAYTON RESIDENCE?
Yes.
HAVE YOU GOT
PRINCE ALBERT IN A CAN?
I'M SORRY.
WHAT DID YOU SAY?
WHAT I SAID WAS,
"DO YOU HAVE PRINCE
ALBERT IN A CAN?"
You'd better
let him out.
( laughs )
- WHO IS THIS?!
- You got the goddamn million
bucks like I told you?
LISTEN, THIS IS
MR. CLAYTON.
MY WIFE DOESN'T WANT
TO TALK TO YOU.
YOU TALK TO ME,
YOU UNDERSTAND?
MR. CLAYTON?
CLAYTON CENTURY
PROPERTIES?
HOW'S THE REAL ESTATE
BUSINESS, YOU FUCKING
MULTIMILLIONAIRE BASTARD?
- FINE.
- I'll bet it is.
YOU DON'T HAVE NIGGERS
AND PUERTO RICANS TAKING OVER
YOUR BUILDINGS,
- WHAT DO YOU MEAN?
- I'M WISE TO YOUR GAME,
YOU SON OF A BITCH!
YOU SEND SPICS
AND NIGGERS TO RUIN
A DECENT NEIGHBORHOOD,
BUY IT UP CHEAP,
TEAR IT DOWN AND PUT UP
YOUR FANCY BUILDINGS!
LOOK, IF THERE'S
SOMETHING THAT I'VE DONE
OR SOMETHING THAT
MY COMPANY HAS DONE,
I'M SURE WE CAN SETTLE.
If you'll just give me
somewhere that I can
get a hold of you.
THE FUCK I WILL.
I'M GIVING YOU SHIT!
GIVE ME A MILLION BUCKS
OR YOU'LL NEVER SEE
YOUR KID AGAIN.
- GOT IT?
- YEAH.
SO LISTEN,
HOW ARE YOU GONNA
GET MY KID, HUH?
I'LL CUT HER UP,
YOU SON OF A BITCH!
SHE'S SITTING RIGHT HERE.
SHE'S SITTING THERE?
You got the goddamn million
like I told you?
YEAH, I GOT
THE MILLION.
- WHERE DID YOU GET HER?
- OUTSIDE YOUR BELFAIR
ARMS, CLAYTON.
- In the park?
- THERE'S A CONCERT
THERE TONIGHT.
BEHIND THE STAGE,
THERE'S A MAINTENANCE BUILDING,
THAT'S WHERE I WANT THE MONEY.
ONE MAN LEAVES
THE MONEY INSIDE.
YOU UNDERSTAND?
- And I'm watching
all the time.
- YEAH, BUT...
HOW DO I KNOW YOU GOT
MY KID? HOW DO I KNOW
YOU GOT ANY KID?
'CAUSE I'LL CUT
HER HAND OFF AND SEND IT
TO YOU IN A PAPER BAG
LIKE YOU SUCKERS
SCREWED EVERYBODY ELSE
OUT OF THEIR PROPERTY!
PUT HER ON THE PHONE,
LET ME TALK TO HER.
FUCK YOU, I'LL PUT HER
ON THE PHONE!
HE'S GOT A KID THERE,
ALL RIGHT,
AND IT AIN'T YOURS.
JESUS CHRIST.
I BET IT'S BOYD'S GIRL.
THEY GOT IT ALL.
THEY GOT THE WHOLE
GODDAMN WORLD,
AND THEY LET
THE SPIC NIGGERS IN.
YOU KNOW WHY?
SO EVERYTHING
STAYS THE SAME.
'CAUSE AS SOON
AS EVERYTHING GETS TOO GOOD,
NATURE SAYS YOU GOTTA
BALANCE IT ALL BACK
SO THEY SEND THE SPICS
AND THE NIGGERS IN
TO KEEP EVERYTHING
JUST RIGHT-- 98.6.
STICK A THERMOMETER UP
THE EARTH'S ASS ANY TIME,
DAY OR NIGHT,
98.6 IN THE BEEHIVE.
ANYBODY GETS IN THE WAY OF THAT,
ANYBODY DON'T LIKE THAT,
THEY KICK HIS ASS OUT
OF THE BEEHIVE,
BECAUSE NATURE
DON'T LIKE THAT.
WELL, FUCK YOU, NATURE!
FUCK YOU!
BARNES, 22nd PRECINCT.
YEAH, GIVE ME A 22-5,
SUSPECT SEAN BOYD.
6'2", CAUCASIAN,
175 LBS.,
WEARS A BEARD.
WANTED FOR ASSAULT
ON OFFICER
AND ATTEMPTED MURDER.
SUSPECT BELIEVED
HEADED FOR THE 42nd STREET
PORNO DISTRICT. OUT.
Man's voice over P.A.:
It's yours, every fantasy
you've ever had.
- Right this way.
- HEY, BROTHER.
WHERE YOU GOING, MAN?
YOU LOOKING AROUND
OR YOU GONNA WALK DOWN?
I GOT SOMETHING NICE AND YOUNG.
I GOT A GREAT PIECE
OF WHITE CHICKEN HERE.
NO ROUGH STUFF
WITH THIS BROAD.
IF YOU WANT ROUGH STUFF,
I CAN GET THAT, TOO.
I'M LOOKING FOR A GIRL
I SAW THIS MORNING.
SHE WAS OUT IN FRONT
OF ALL THESE JOINTS
IN A ROBE.
HEY, I CAN GET THEM
DRESSED UP ANY WHICHWAY.
WHAT YOU DIG? LEATHER,
LACE OR HOW ABOUT
A COWGIRL OUTFIT?
OR HOW ABOUT SOMETHING--
HEY, WHERE YOU GOING?
YOU DON'T WANT
TO GO IN THERE,
THAT'S SELF-SERVICE.
- YOU STROKE YOUR OWN!
- QUARTERS! QUARTERS!
- EVERYTHING COSTS QUARTERS.
- HEY, I NEED SOME HELP.
- YEAH, WHAT FOR?
- I'M LOOKING FOR A GIRL
THAT WAS OUT FRONT
- THIS MORNING IN A ROBE.
- THERE'S CHICKS DOWNSTAIRS,
- BUT YOU DON'T SEE NOTHING.
- IT'S THE SAME GIRLS THAT
WERE HERE THIS MORNING?
PARTNER, MONEY TALKS
AND BULLSHIT WALKS
- AND THAT'S THE WAY IT BE.
- HERE, TAKE FIVE FOR YOURSELF
- AND GIVE ME
FIVE IN QUARTERS.
- THANKS, FRIEND.
THOSE SAME GIRLS
ARE STILL HERE,
BUT I DON'T KNOW WHICH CHICK
YOU'RE LOOKING FOR.
QUARTERS!
EVERYTHING COSTS QUARTERS!
Woman over P.A.:
? Check it out,
check it out, get down ?
? Get down, get down,
get down, come on, daddy. ?
Booth number six is open
and we've got three hot,
nasty lovely ladies
doing it for you,
doing it to you, yeah.
Reach for your cock
and grab onto something
hard and round.
Ooh, it's a quarter.
We've got a lot
for your quarter, daddy.
- Hi, sweetheart.
- HEY, LISTEN.
A guy ran by here this morning
and dropped something
and one of these girls
picked it up.
Picked it up?
Why don't you
pick up on this?
- Do you like that?
- WILL YOU LISTEN TO ME?
That's the girl right there.
I want to talk to that girl.
- She saw the guy,
and she picked it up.
- I GOT ALL YOU NEED.
Knock it off, will you?
The guy kidnapped my daughter,
- my girl.
- COME ON, HONEY.
- I chased him right
in front of the place--
- ( beeps )
- HEY, I'M TALKING TO YOU!
- ( bell dings )
How you doing? Yeah.
A GUY RAN BY HERE
THIS MORNING.
HE DROPPED SOMETHING.
THAT GIRL RIGHT THERE
PICKED IT UP
and I want to see her.
Do you understand?
- OOH, SEE ME.
- I want to talk
to this girl.
- TALK TO ME.
- Listen to me!
GET HER OVER HERE!
- ( moaning )
THAT GIRL, RIGHT THERE,
SAW THE WHOLE THING,
AND I GOTTA
TALK TO HER, PLEASE.
- What, this girl?
- GET THAT GIRL OVER HERE,
YOU HEAR ME?
THERE'S SOME GUY OVER HERE
BANGING ON THE WINDOW...
( mumbles )
COME HERE!
( beeps )
Come on, baby.
What can I help you with?
YOU'RE THE ONE.
YOU WERE OUT FRONT
THIS MORNING,
A GUY DROPPED METHING,
YOU PICKED IT UP.
Yeah, you like a nice little
pair like I got here?
Look, I gotta
find this creep,
he took my little girl.
- He took your girl?
- YEAH.
Aw, poor baby. Don't worry,
you'll find another one.
Hey, goddamn it, you know
what I'm talking about.
- HEY! COME BACK HERE,
I'M TALKING TO YOU!
- ( beeps )
Hey, it's you.
You decided to stay.
Tell that other girl
to come over here.
- COME ON,
HAVE A NICE TIME.
- Go get her, will you?
Go get her yourself!
...ARE GONNA BREAK
THEIR NECKS AND SUE ME,
AND I WANT THOSE...
HEY, YOU, COME HERE.
HEY, SUSIE, THIS CREEP--
( all yelling )
GET OUT OF HERE!
GET OUT OF HERE!
GET OUT OF HERE,
YOU FUCKING HOODLUM!
GET THAT SON OF A BITCH
OUT OF HERE.
BITCH, YOU DON'T LEARN
TO FUCKING GOOD.
- OH THAT'S OKAY!
- ( police siren blaring )
DON'T YELL AT ME!
YELL AT THAT FUCKHEAD
WITH THE BEARD!
TRYING TO PROTECT
THIS FUCKING PLACE!
Woman:
I DON'T KNOW WHAT
YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT.
HEY, BABY, THIS IS
WHAT THE GUY DROPPED.
IT'S A DOG LICENSE
OR SOMETHING...
- AND THAT MEDALLION.
- THANKS, HON.
Woman:
WHAT THE HELL DO I PAY
YOU SCUMBAGS FOR?
Woman over radio:
42nd and 8th, a man with a
beard fitting your description
just wrecked a porno joint,
headed east on 42nd.
ACKNOWLEDGE, OUT.
( tires screeching )
( car honks )
Man:
WHAT'S THAT?
- HEY, WHAT'S GOING ON?
- Woman: OH MY GOD!
- SEAN BOYD!
- ( woman screaming )
Barnes:
HALT, BOYD! FREEZE!
HOLD IT, BOYD!
- Man #2: GET DOWN,
GET DOWN! LOOK OUT!
- ( screaming )
- MOVE!
- ( honks )
EVERYBODY DOWN!
GET DOWN!
HALT, BOYD!
( police siren blaring )
HEY, GET ME OUT OF HERE!
HE'S CRAZY!
- HE'LL KILL US BOTH!
- FREEZE, BOYD!
WHAT THE HELL'S
GOING ON HERE!?
BARNES, 22nd.
HE'S AN ARMED FUGITIVE.
- I CAN'T BELIEVE IT.
- NO, WHERE?
WHAT'S HE ARMED WITH?
ALL I SAW WAS YOU BLASTING
OFF THAT SHOTGUN.
- ALL RIGHT.
- I DON'T GIVE A SHIT
WHO YOU'RE SHOOTING AT,
YOU CAN'T BLAST PEOPLE
OFF THE SIDEWALK!
- GET OFF MY BACK.
- I DON'T BELIEVE IT.
NUT PICKED A HELL
OF A GOOD SPOT FOR A DROP.
HOW THE HELL
YOU GONNA STAKE OUT
A CROWD LIKE THIS?
HE'S SOME KIND
OF WISEGUY.
HE THINKS HE'S GONNA
USE THIS ROCK CONCERT
AS A DECOY.
- MAYBE. YEAH, MAYBE.
- HEY, WHAT'S THIS?
YOU KNOW,
I THINK THIS WACKO'S
GONNA COME STROLLING
THROUGH THAT JUNGLE LIKE
HE WAS KING KONG.
YEAH, MAYBE.
MAYBE.
BUT IT'S NOT GONNA MATTER.
IT'S NOT GONNA MATTER,
'CAUSE HE'S GOT TO
COME OUT INTO THE OPEN
TO GET THE MONEY.
- MAYBE.
- THAT'S IT.
WHAT DO YOU MEAN,
"THAT'S IT"?
WE'VE GOT THE LIGHT TOWERS.
WE MAN THE LIGHT TOWERS.
HE STEPS
INTO THE OPEN GROUND,
WE WHACK HIM IN CROSSFIRE,
BINGO, FINISHED, ENDED.
YOU START FIRING
AROUND A CROWD LIKE THAT,
- YOU'RE GONNA HAVE
A RIOT ON YOUR HANDS.
- WHAT RIOT?
THESE KIDS
ARE ALL PILLED UP.
THEY'RE GONNA HEAR
A COUPLE OF POPS, TONELLI.
A COUPLE OF POPS
AND SOME BACKGROUND
ROCK 'N' ROLL MUSIC.
SUPPOSE HE'S GOT THE KID
WITH HIM? HE'S BEEN USING
HER AS A SHIELD.
THEN WE GOT TO AIM
A LITTLE HIGH, YOU KNOW?
NOW YOU WAIT JUST
ONE FRICKING MINUTE, DEITZ.
WE'RE TALKING ABOUT
AN EX-COP'S DAUGHTER HERE.
I GOT MY PROBLEMS
DOWNTOWN ON THIS.
I'M GETTING
A LOT OF HEAT ON IT,
YOU UNDERSTAND?
YOU CAN TELL THAT RICH
FUCKING WHORE CLAYTON
THAT HE CAN SEND THE CHIEF
OF POLICE HIMSELF DOWN HERE
PERSONALLY TO KICK
MY ASS IF HE WANTS TO.
I AIN'T SENDING NO KID
THROUGH NO CROSSFIRE.
YOU GOT THAT?!
NOW, COME ON, LET'S SEE
WHAT WE GOT OVER THERE.
WHY DON'T YOU GO UP THERE,
CHECK THE ATTIC?
YES, SIR.
- COULD BE RATS UP THERE.
- WHAT THE HELL'S A RAT
GONNA DO TO YOU?
HE CAN'T EAT YOU.
A TIGER OR SOMETHING,
THAT'D EAT YOU. GO AHEAD.
ALL RIGHT, WE'LL PLACE ONE
OF YOUR TRIGGER-HAPPY FAGGOTS--
- ONE OF MY WHAT?
- DON'T WORRY ABOUT IT.
WE'LL PLACE ONE OF MY MEN
UP THERE WHERE YOU ARE.
- THAT'S BETTER.
- IT'LL BE DARK.
WE'LL PUT THE MONEY
OVER HERE. THE NUT
COMES THROUGH THE DOOR,
THEN EVEN IF HE'S GOT
THE GIRL WITH HIM,
WE'VE GOT A CLEAR SHOT
AT HIM. CLEAR ENOUGH.
NO CROSSFIRE,
NO RIOT, NO BULLSHIT.
- YOU GOT IT?
- OKAY, TONELLI.
WE'LL WORK TOGETHER
ON THIS ONE.
I'LL GIVE YOUR MAN
FIRST CRACK AT IT.
BUT IF HE SCREWS UP,
I'M GONNA PERSONALLY WASTE
ANYTHING THAT'S MOVING.
THANK YOU, MISS.
YEAH, GIVE ME A 10-90.
NEW YORK CITY
ANIMAL REGULATIONS RECORDS.
YEAH, BARNES. BARNES.
NEW YORK CITY
ANIMAL REGULATIONS RECORDS!
GIVE ME
THE GODDAMN ADDRESS,
ALL RIGHT?
YEAH, ALL RIGHT.
THANK YOU.
- ( Gus cackling )
- ( dog growling )
HO, I GOTCHA!
THAT'S A GOOD BOY.
IS THIS ALL RIGHT?
IS THIS THE ONE
YOU WANTED ME TO PUT ON?
YEAH, THAT'S IT.
MY MOTHER
USED TO LIKE BLUE.
SHE AND THE OLD MAN
USED TO GO TO CONCERTS
ALL THE TIME.
CARNEGIE HALL
AND ALL THAT.
SHE'S BURIED
OVER IN BROOKLYN.
WE OWNED THE WHOLE
GODDAMN BLOCK.
IT'S A VERY PRETTY DRESS.
YOU LOOK VERY NICE
IN IT, TOO.
I WANT YOU TO HAVE IT.
YOU CAN KEEP IT, OKAY?
THANK YOU.
IT'S ALL RIGHT.
I'LL MAKE IT ALL BACK
ANYWAY, WITH INTEREST--
A MILLION DOLLARS' WORTH.
BUT I TOLD YOU,
MY FATHER DOESN'T HAVE
A MILLION DOLLARS.
YOU JUST KEEP IT UP,
GO AHEAD.
MAYBE YOU CAN CONVINCE ME,
BUT YOU BETTER HOPE NOT,
BECAUSE IF I DON'T
GET MY MONEY, YOU KNOW
WHAT'S GONNA HAPPEN TO YOU.
- MY FATHER
WAS A POLICEMAN.
- YOU'RE A LITTLE LIAR.
THINK YOU CAN SCARE ME
OFF SAYING THAT?
YOU KNOW WHAT
MY MOTHER USED TO
DO TO ME WHEN I LIED?
SHE USEDO
TAKE ME BY THE EAR,
DRAG ME IN THE KITCHEN
AND WASH MY MOUTH OUT
WITH SOAP.
IS THAT WHAT YOU WANT ME
TO DO TO YOU?
TODAY-- I MEAN,
THIS MORNING,
IT WAS MY BIRTHDAY.
WE WERE GOING
TO THE BALLET
AND SOMEPLACE SPECIAL
FOR DINNER.
HAD A HEAVY DATE, HUH?
WITH MY FATHER,
NOT WITH A BOY.
I NEVER HAD
A REAL DATE YET
WITH A BOY.
AW, CRAP.
IT'S KIND OF FUNNY,
HERE I GOT 1,000 DOGS
THAT DON'T HAVE NO TAG,
AND YOU COME IN HERE
WITH A TAG THAT DON'T
HAVE NO DOG.
I DON'T CARE ABOUT THE DOG,
I GOTTA FIND THE GUY THAT
USED TO OWN THE DOG.
HEY, THIS HAS BEEN
ONE HELL OF A CRAZY DAY.
I'M BUSY. IT'S CLOSE
TO QUITTING TIME.
OH, I GET IT. MONEY TALKS
AND BULLSHIT WALKS, HUH?
THAT AIN'T NICE.
THAT AIN'T NECESSARY.
OKAY, PLATED
ON THE NECK CHAIN.
PEOPLE FIX THEM UP
LIKE THAT WHEN THEY GOT
A SPECIAL DOG AND THEY DIE.
THAT'S AN OLD NUMBER,
MAYBE 10, 15 YEARS.
THE GUY THAT DROPPED THAT TAG,
HE'S WANTED BY THE COPS.
HE GRABBED MY KID,
HE'S STILL GOT HER.
YEAH, I KNOW PEOPLE
LIKE I KNOW MY DOGS
AND I BELIEVE YOU.
I HOPE THE RECORDS GIRL
HASN'T GONE HOME YET.
YOU'D BE SURPRISED
AT THE RECORDS WE GOT HERE.
IT CAN BE
FILED UNDER ANYTHING--
DOG BITES, STRAYS,
MISCELLANEOUS ANIMALS.
WE'RE GONNA BE HERE
FOR SOME TIME, YOU KNOW?
I TOLD MARIA HERE
ABOUT YOUR KID STORY,
SHE'S GONNA STAY LATE
AND HELP OUT.
- WATCH YOUR HEAD.
- DON'T WORRY, WE'LL FIND IT.
WE'VE GOT ALL
THE GODDAMN RECORDS,
THEY WONDER
HOW WE SPEND 15?.
BUT WE AREN'T LOOKING
FOR ANY 15?.
DO YOU THINK YOU COULD
GET THIS BOX DOWN FOR ME?
YEAH, WHY NOT?
SURE.
RECEIPTS LIKE THAT STARTED
WITH FIORELLA LAGUARDIA.
EVERYTHING BEFORE 'EM
WAS ALL GRAFT.
DOLLAR IN YOUR POCKET,
DOLLAR FOR THE CITY.
THE NUMBERS,
THEY MAKE A JUMP HERE.
THIS SERIES--
THIS IS IN 1964.
WATER FLOODED IN HERE
IN '72, SOAKED THE WHOLE
GODDAMN PLACE.
DON'T WORRY, WE SAVED
MOST OF IT, RIGHT?
IF IT ISN'T
IN THESE LICENSE RECEIPTS,
WE'LL GO ON
TO THE RABIES SHOTS
RECORDS.
WE'LL KEEP DIGGING.
DON'T WORRY ABOUT
THE OVERTIME,
I ALREADY PUNCHED OUT.
( dogs barking )
I'LL TAKE CARE OF THIS,
JUST GET LOST, OKAY?
STAY OUT HERE.
SERGEANT BARNES,
POLICE DEPARTMENT.
JUST STAY OUT.
WHAT ABOUT THE SEALS,
WHALES AND WILD HORSES?
ALL DOG FOOD.
WHAT THIS COUNTRY
FEEDS DOGS, YOU CAN
FEED ALL OF INDIA.
LIKE ONE SICK STRAY,
PUT HIM AWAY
AND THE NEWSPAPERS
ARE HAVING A SHIT-FIT.
I GOT ANOTHER FIVE YEARS.
WHEN I RETIRE THEY
CAN HAVE IT.
WHEN I FIRST STARTED
YOU COULD DRIVE OUT
TO BROOKLYN.
Maria:
NO, THESE ALL HAVE
THE FIRST THREE
NUMBERS RIGHT.
WHAT WERE THOSE
LAST TWO NUMBERS AGAIN?
OH, WAIT A MINUTE.
2-9-0-5-7-0.
71, 72,
73, 74, 75,
- I GOT IT.
- ( gun cocks )
RUN. GO AHEAD, RUN.
LISTEN TO ME, BARNES.
I FOUND HIM.
I GOT THE GUY'S
NAME AND ADDRESS.
- WHAT THE FUCK
ARE YOU DOING?
- POLICE BUSINESS.
NOW MOVE OUTSIDE,
MR. BOYD.
- SURE, BUT LET'S
CALL IT IN FIRST.
- OUTSIDE.
- FOR CHRIST'S SAKE,
IT'S A KIDNAPPING!
- I GOT ONE CASE
TO WORRY ABOUT,
AN ESCAPED FUCKING
PRISONER-- YOU!
AND THAT'S THE ONE
I'M GONNA TAKE CARE OF,
ONE WAY OR THE OTHER,
ALL RIGHT?
- NOW MOVE. MOVE.
- PLEASE, OFFICER,
LET ME HAVE THE NAME.
- I CAN CALL.
- GOD DAMN IT, BARNES,
THERE'S NO TIME.
DO SOMETHING SO I CAN BLOW
YOUR HEAD OFF. MOVE.
YOU HAVE EVERY RIGHT
TO BE PISSED, BUT DON'T
TAKE IT OUT ON MY KID.
IT'LL TAKE FIVE MINUTES.
YOU'VE GOT THE ADDRESS.
JUST CALL IT IN!
DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND?
THAT PAPER, THAT'S THE ONLY
CHANCE MY KID HAS GOT?
I'M GONNA TAKE IT
AND THROW IT DOWN
THE FREAKING SEWER.
- NOW MOVE.
- ( gunshot )
MY LEG! MY LEG!
HELP! HELP ME!
HELP!
( screaming )
FOR GOD'S SAKE!
MARIA?
GET HIM OFF!
TAKE IT EASY, FELLA.
WE'LL GET YOU OUT
OF HERE IN A MINUTE.
GRAB HIM BY THE ARMS!
BETTER CALL AN AMBULANCE
BEFORE THE MAGGOT
BLEEDS TO DEATH.
HEY, SOMEBODY CALL
AN AMBULANCE!
- GUS SOLTIC.
- BAKER AVENUE?
IT'S AN ADDRESS
IN THE SOUTH BRONX,
ISN'T IT?
- I GO HOME THAT WAY.
- I CAN TAKE THE PELHAM LINE.
- IT'S A PRETTY
BAD NEIGHBORHOOD.
- YEAH, I KNOW.
- YOU SHOULD REALLY
DO SOMETHING FOR THAT.
- I DON'T NEED NOTHING.
- THE POLICE COULDN'T HELP?
- YOU SAW HOW THE COPS
HELPED ME.
THEY'RE NOT ALL AS BAD
AS THIS ONE.
IF THIS GUY SOLTIC
SMELLS THE COPS COMING,
WHO KNOWS WHAT
HE'LL DO TO KATHY?
BESIDES, I WANT
THIS BASTARD MYSELF.
YOU SHOULD HAVE A WEAPON
OR A GUN OR SOMETHING.
- YEAH, I WISH I HAD A GUN.
- MY BROTHER HAS A GUN.
- BUT HE'S OVER IN BROOKLYN.
- WHERE DO YOU GET OFF?
185th.
HEY, THANKS.
HOW OLD'S YOUR DAUGHTER?
13 TODAY.
- HER BIRTHDAY? TODAY?
- YEAH, HOW ABOUT THAT?
I BOUGHT HER TICKETS
TO THE BALLET, YOU KNOW?
SHE'S CRAZY
ABOUT THE BALLET.
I KNOW THIS SOUNDS FUNNY,
BUT YOU KNOW WHAT I
KEEP THINKING?
- HUH-UH.
- I'M SORRY SHE ISN'T
GOING TO BE THERE.
IT'S THAT BALLET.
I DON'T EVEN KNOW
IF SHE'S ALIVE
AND I KEEP THINKING
ABOUT THE GODDAMN BALLET.
IT'LL BE ALL RIGHT.
YOUR STOP.
OH YEAH.
OKAY, I'LL SEE YOU.
OKAY.
( yelling in Spanish )
Maria:
HEY! HEY!
I DECIDED TO WALK
WITH YOU,
TELL YOU WHICH SIDE
OF THE STREET TO STAY OFF OF.
WON'T YOUR OLD MAN
BE LOOKING FOR YOU?
WHAT OLD MAN?
( speaking Spanish )
TAXI!
( whistles )
WHERE YOU GOING, MAN?
( speaking Spanish )
- TAXI! HEY, TAXI!
- ( tires screech )
I NEED YOUR HELP.
3925 BAKER AVENUE.
I DON'T KNOW
ABOUT BAKER AVENUE, MAN.
EVERYTHING GONE OVER THERE.
- MIGHT NOT BE NO-- HEY!
- WHERE YOU GOING, MAN?
GOING WITH ONE OF OUR CHICKS,
WE CUT YOUR NUTS OFF.
SHE'S HELPING ME
FIND THIS ADDRESS.
THEN GET YOUR ASS OUT
OF BORINQUA AVENUE.
I'LL TAKE HIM OUT,
HE ALREADY PAID ME.
- LIKE SHIT.
- YEAH, LIKE SHIT.
- ( gang yelling )
- GET OUT OF HERE NOW.
- I CAN HELP YOU.
- GO, NOW.
- Boy: MOVE, PUTA!
- ( tires screech )
I GOT NO REASON
TO MESS WITH HER,
AND I SURE GOT NO TIME
TO MESS WITH YOU.
I ONLY WANT TO FIND
THIS GUY SOLTIC.
WELL, THEN YOU FIND HIM,
YOU DIG IT?
YOU FIND HIM, ASSHOLE.
GET THE FUCK
OUT OF HERE.
Boy #2:
CUT HIM.
( screams )
HEY, MAN, COME ON!
COME ON!
Woman:
MAN, THAT'S A MEAN
BUNCH OF CHILI PEPPERS.
- LET'S GET OUT OF HERE.
- 3925 BAKER AVENUE.
WHAT'S THE MATTER
WITH THESE PEOPLE?
YOU. YOU'RE THE WELFARE,
THE CREDIT MAN OR A COP.
- WHAT'S THAT MEAN?
- WHY ELSE DOES A WHITE MAN
COME HERE ASKING QUESTIONS?
YOU PUSH TOO HARD,
PEOPLE GONNA PUSH BACK.
YOU WHITE FOLKS BROUGHT SLAVES
OVER HERE TO PICK COTTON
AND MAKE YOU RICH.
AND WE'VE BEEN A PAIN
IN YOUR ASS EVER SINCE.
- BUT DID YOU LEARN?
HUH-UH, NO, SIR.
- TELL ME ABOUT IT.
NOW, INSTEAD OF NIGGERS,
YOU DONE BROUGHT IN
THE PUERTO RICANS.
AND THEY A PAIN
IN THE ASS TO EVERYBODY.
GO, MAN! COME ON!
GO! GO!
( dog growling )
HELLO, CLAYTON?
HERE IT IS.
At 9:00 P.M.
the concert starts.
the music's playing,
everyone's having a good time.
ONE GUY GOES BEHIND
THE BANDSTAND, WALKS INTO
THE MAINTENANCE BUILDING.
HE COMES OUT
LEAVING THE MONEY.
NO COPS, NO NOTHING.
YEAH, I GOT IT--
ONE GUY ALONE.
RIGHT.
ALONE. RIGHT.
AND I'LL HAVE A KNIFE
ON THE KID ALL THE TIME,
YOU UNDERSTAND?
I'LL CUT
HER GODDAMN HEAD OFF.
Okay, fucking Hampton
Richmond Clayton III?
9:00 P.M., AND NO SHIT WITH
THE SERIAL NUMBERS, RIGHT?
THEY'RE ALL MIXED UP,
THEY'RE IN A SUITCASE,
ALL $100 BILLS.
- YEAH, 10,000
$100 BILLS, RIGHT?
- ( clatters )
- WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?
- NOTHING, NOTHING.
- I DROPPED SOMETHING.
- YOU LYING BASTARD!
YOU BUGGING THIS PHONE?
NO, NO, NO. LOOK.
WE GOT THE MONEY.
- WE GOT THE MONEY HERE.
- WE? WHAT'S THE WE SHIT?
YOU GOT IT AND I GOT
THE GODDAMN KID.
YOU. YOU!
GET OVER HERE.
TELL HIM YOU WANT TO GO
HOME OR I'LL KILL YOU.
- I...
- TELL HIM.
SAY IT!
I WANT TO GO HOME!
PLEASE, HE'S GONNA KILL ME!
OKAY? YOU HEAR THAT,
SUCK-TOOTH?
AND YOU TOLD ME
YOUR FATHER WAS
A GODDAMN COP.
( chuckles )
IT'S TIME TO GET
THE POT OF GOLD
AT THE END OF THE RAINBOW,
SWEETMEAT.
I-- I'D BETTER CHANGE.
ROCKEFELLER PLAZA,
BAKER AVENUE.
GOT TO BE ON
THIS BLOCK SOMEWHERE.
EXCUSE ME, LADY,
WE'RE LOOKING FOR A MAN--
WHITE MAN, HE LIVES
ON THIS BLOCK SOMEWHERE,
HAD A KID WITH HIM.
3925, GOT A DOG.
- COUPLE OF THEM AROUND HERE.
- THERE HE IS, THERE HE IS.
- THERE GOES THAT MOTHERFUCKER.
- WHAT'S THE NAME OF THAT MAN
YOU'RE LOOKING FOR?
- SOLTIC, GUS SOLTIC.
- GUS SOLTIC.
SOLTIC? OH, YOU MEAN
THE MOLE MAN.
WORKS DOWN
IN THEM STEAM TUNNELS
UNDER CENTRAL PARK.
CRAWLS DOWN THEM PIPES
WITH ALL THE RATS.
- SHIT, THAT SUCKER IS CRAZY.
- WHERE IS HE NOW?
THAT'S THE MOLE MAN'S
BUILDING RIGHT OVER THERE.
( gang yelling )
COME ON! LET'S GO!
YO, FELLAS!
COME ON, LET'S GO!
COME ON, YEAH!
THERE HE IS!
MOVE! MOVE!
- DAMN IT!
- GET THAT MOTHERFUCKER!
GRAB HIM! GRAB HIM!
GET HIM NOW!
GO THE OTHER WAY!
GO THE OTHER WAY!
GET HIM!
GET HIM!
HE'S GETTING AWAY!
GET HIM NOW!
( Boyd grunts )
- OH SHIT, BRO.
- KILL HIM, MAN!
MOTHERFUCKER!
HEY, MAN, YOU SEE
A GUY COME RUNNING
BY HERE WITH A KID?
NO, I DIDN'T SEE NOBODY.
I DIDN'T SEE NOBODY.
DADDY!
WE'VE GOT YOU NOW.
GONNA CARVE ME A PIECE
OF YOUR ASS, MOTHERFUCKER.
( gang yelling )
YOUR ASS IS MINE, POP.
( screams, thuds )
( distant police sirens
blaring )
I'VE GOT TO GET A HOLD
OF ONE OF YOUR LIEUTENANTS.
Boyd:
HEY, HELP ME, WILL YOU?
- Cop: WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?
- I GOT TO GET A HOLD
OF A GUY FROM
THE MAJOR CASE SQUAD,
LIEUTENANT TONELLI.
Cop:
FUCKING UNDERCOVER
ASSHOLES
WITH YOUR LONG HAIR
AND TENNIS SHOES.
DIAL BRONZE-52,
CODE THREE.
- ( radio warbles )
- FUCKING MADE-IN-JAPAN SHIT.
- YOU ALL RIGHT?
- YEAH, THANKS.
- I OWE YOU ONE.
- Cop: HERE, YOU TAKE THIS.
LIEUTENANT TONELLI,
WHERE THE HELL IS HE?
Woman:
He's on a stakeout,
they're paying a ransom.
RANSOM? WHAT DO
YOU MEAN RANSOM?
- GET TONELLI, GOD DAMN IT!
- No can do.
- he's holding position
behind the stage.
- WHAT STAGE? WHERE?
- At the concert,
Central Park, tonight.
- SONS OF BITCHES.
- WHAT THE HELL
ARE YOU DOING?
- WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
- I'M GOING
TO GET MY DAUGHTER.
- YOU'RE GONNA GET KILLED
- IS WHAT YOU'RE DOING.
- TONELLI DOESN'T KNOW SOLTIC
WORKS UNDER THE PARK
AND HE AIN'T GONNA BE
DOING WHAT THEY THINK.
WON'T BE LONG NOW, KID.
WE GOT 'EM RIGHT
WHERE WE WANT 'EM.
YOU AND ME.
EXCUSE ME, EXCUSE ME!
POLICE BUSINESS.
- LIEUTENANT TONELLI,
MAJOR CASE SQUAD.
- I DON'T SIGN AUTOGRAPHS.
- I WANT YOU
TO DO ME A FAVOR.
- I DON'T SING BALADI.
LISTEN, HONEY,
WHEN YOU START
PLAYING TONIGHT,
NO MATTER WHAT HAPPENS,
JUST KEEP PLAYING LOUD.
NO PROBLEM.
NO PROBLEM.
THE MONEY SURE LOOKS
AS REAL AS HELL, DON'T IT?
TELL THOSE GUYS
TO QUIT SCREWING AROUND,
IT'S ALMOST TIME
TO PUT THE MONEY WHERE
I TOLD YOU.
A JOINT. NOT GONNA
DO THIS TOO MUCH MORE.
( machines humming )
( train clacking )
- HEY, I'M SORRY.
- ABOUT WHAT?
ALL THAT SHIT.
GETTING YOU MIXED UP.
DON'T BE.
I'M NOT SORRY. REALLY.
- ( man talking over P.A. )
- ( crowd cheering )
Okay, it's about time.
I think we're gonna go!
We're gonna get it on,
and here they are!
- Let's here it for them!
- ( rock music playing )
( muffled rock music
playing )
SOUNDS LIKE THEY'RE WAITING
FOR US UP THERE, DON'T IT?
WHO?
THEY THINK THEY'RE
GONNA CATCH ME WHEN
I GET THE MONEY.
THEY THINK I'M COMING OUT,
BUT I'M NOT COMING OUT.
MAYBE YOU'RE NOT, EITHER.
MAYBE WHEN WE GET
THAT MONEY
WE CAN BOTH GO OFF
TOGETHER SOMEWHERE,
- ME AND YOU.
- BUT YOU TOLD THEM
THAT YOU'D LET ME GO!
- YOU PROMISED!
- MAYBE YOU WON'T
WANT TO GO BACK.
YOU'LL BE RICH.
THINK ABOUT IT, OKAY?
- Boyd: YOU STAY HERE.
- Maria: YOU GIVE
THE ORDERS, HUH?
- THAT'S RIGHT!
- HEY, JUST MAKE SURE
YOU COME BACK.
BOYD, YOU'RE FUCKING UP
A STAKEOUT.
- TONELLI, LISTEN TO ME.
- NO, YOU LISTEN TO ME.
YOU'RE UNDER ARREST.
THE GUY'S NAME
IS GUS SOLTIC,
HE WORKS IN THE TUNNELS,
IN THE PIPES UNDER HERE.
- WHAT?
- HE'S GONNA COME UP
UNDER THAT BUILDING.
UNDER IT?
OH SHIT.
DEITZ, GIVE ME
THAT RADIO.
( over radio )
Tonelli to Anderson.
- Anderson, come in.
Come in.
- ( gunshot )
KATHY! NO!
ANDERSON, COME IN.
Come in!
Did you get him?
- Damn it!
Anderson, over!
- ( gun clatters )
YOU STUPID BASTARDS.
I TOLD YOU NO TRICKS
OR I'LL KILL THE KID.
KATHY!
SOLTIC, YOU'VE GOT
THE MONEY, LET HER GO.
( gunshot )
YOU IN THERE!
LISTEN TO ME!
- YOU'VE GOT THE WRONG KID!
- I DON'T GIVE A SHIT
WHO I GOT,
I'VE GOT THE MONEY,
DON'T I? HUH?
DUMB, FUCKING
COP BASTARDS.
I'M GONNA KEEP HER!
? I'M GONNA KEEP HER,
I'M GONNA KEEP HER. ?
( gun clicks )
CHRIST.
- I FUCKED UP, LIEUTENANT.
- NO, YOU DIDN'T, SON,
I DID.
Tonelli:
JUST HOLD STILL NOW.
TRY NOT TO MOVE.
YOU'RE GONNA
BE ALL RIGHT.
( creaks )
ALL RIGHT,
GET AN AMBULANCE IN HERE,
I GOT A WOUNDED OFFICER.
MY HOME DOWN HERE, KID.
I KNOW IT LIKE
THE BACK OF MY HAND.
NOW YOU STAY
REAL CLOSE TO ME,
OTHERWISE THE RATS
ARE GONNA GET YOU.
KATHY!
PLEASE, MISTER,
LET ME GO.
I PROMISE
NOT TO TELL ANYONE.
YOU DON'T REALLY WANT THEM
TO FIND US, DO YOU?
BECAUSE IF HE DID,
HE'D RUIN IT FOR US,
WOULDN'T HE?
MILLION-DOLLAR BABY.
WHY-- WHY'D YOU DO THAT?
KATHY!
Boyd:
KATHY!
- DADDY!
- ( gunshot )
- SOLTIC, LISTEN TO ME.
- GET AWAY FROM US!
LISTEN TO ME!
I DON'T CARE ABOUT YOU,
THE COPS OR THE MONEY.
KEEP THE FRIGGING MONEY!
JUST LET MY KID GO!
WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
STOP IT! DADDY!
OVER HERE!
( gunshots )
DADDY! DADDY!
( giggling maniacally )
( electricity crackling )
DADDY!
DADDY!
WE DID IT.
WE'RE ALL CLEAR.
( cackling )
Kathy:
YOU KILLED HIM!
- Soltic: GOT THE MONEY!
- Kathy: LET GO OF ME!
- LET ME GO!
- ( Soltic laughing )
WE CAN BE TOGETHER
YOU AND ME.
? HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU. ?
( gunshot )
( growling )
GET BACK!
Boyd:
GET BACK!
( gun firing )
KATHY, GET OUT!
SHE WANTS
TO BE WITH ME.
- YOU'VE GOT THE MONEY.
- I WANT THE MONEY FOR HER.
WE'RE GONNA HAVE
FINE THINGS AGAIN,
LIKE IT USED TO BE.
IT'S GONNA BE PERFECT.
WE'RE GONNA HAVE EVERYTHING
WE WANT.
NOW GET OUT OF HERE
AND LEAVE US ALONE!
- GET OUT OF HERE!
- KATHY, DON'T BE AFRAID.
GET OUT OF HERE!
HE WON'T HURT YOU.
Boyd:
JUST GO ON.
SEE?
SHE WANTS TO STAY
WITH ME. RIGHT?
KEEP GOING
UP THE LADDER.
PLEASE.
I WANT YOU TO STAY.
COULD YOU PLEASE STAY
SO EVERYTHING COULD
BE RIGHT AGAIN?
UP, RIGHT ON
OUT THE TOP. GO ON.
NO.
I LOVE YOU,
LITTLE GIRL.
I'M GONNA KILL YOU.
( gun clicking )
( yells )
( grunting )
( gunshot )
DADDY.
YOU ALL RIGHT?
THANKS. HUH?
- YEAH, I GUESS SO, BUT...
- BUT WHAT?
I STILL DON'T WANT
TO GO BACK TO MOMMY'S.
- I LOVE YOU VERY MUCH.
- YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL, KID.
- THANKS.
- YOU'RE LUCKY, JUST LIKE
YOUR OLD MAN.
COME ON.
? WON'T YOU TELL US JUST
WHAT'S ON YOUR MIND? ?
? WHY DO YOU RUN
AND HIDE? ?
? COULD IT BE
THAT YOU HATE TOO MUCH? ?
? DO YOU EVEN HATE
THE MAN INSIDE? ?
? NIGHT JUGGLER ?
? TREAT ME LIKE A PUPPET
ON A STRING ?
? NIGHT JUGGLER ?
? DO YOU WONDER WHAT
THE NIGHT WILL BRING? ?
? WON'T YOU TELL US JUST
WHAT'S ON YOUR MIND? ?
? WHY DO YOU RUN
AND HIDE? ?
? COULD IT BE
THAT YOU HATE TOO MUCH? ?
? DO YOU EVEN HATE
THE MAN INSIDE? ?
? WON'T YOU TELL US
JUST WHAT'S ON YOUR MIND? ?
? WHY DO YOU RUN
AND HIDE? ?
? COULD IT BE
THAT YOU HATE TOO MUCH? ?
? DO YOU EVEN HATE
THE MAN INSIDE? ?
? NIGHT JUGGLER ?
? NIGHT JUGGLER ?
? NIGHT JUGGLER ?
? NIGHT JUGGLER ?
? NIGHT JUGGLER. ?
- CAN I HEAT THAT UP
FOR YOU?
- WHAT?
YOUR COFFEE--
WOULD YOU LIKE A NICE
FRESH HOT CUP?
NO, THAT'S OKAY.
( music stops )
( honking )
P.A.:
There's nothing to see.
Just keep moving.
Keep that lane over.
...LIKE I NEED A HOLE
IN THE HEAD.
WHAT A BATTLE I HAD
GETTING OUT OF THE HOUSE
THIS MORNING.
- ALL I SAID WAS,
"LET ME THINK ABOUT IT."
- THINK ABOUT WHAT?
HOW MUCH YOU FIGURE
A WEDDING DRESS
WOULD COST?
- TAKE A GUESS.
TAKE A WILD SHOT.
- 100 BUCKS?
WRONG.
$650, PLUS TAX.
CAN YOU
BELIEVE IT?
LOOK, FOGARTY,
DO ME A FAVOR,
WILL YOU?
CALL MY WIFE.
I DON'T WANT
TO TALK TO HER.
TELL HER TO GET THE DRESS.
WHAT THE HELL, THE KID'S ONLY
GETTING MARRIED ONCE.
I THINK.
- HEY, YOU IN CHARGE HERE?
- YEAH, I GOT REAL
LUCKY TODAY.
LIEUTENANT TONELLI,
MAJOR CASE SQUAD.
BOMB SQUAD'S INSIDE NOW.
SOMEBODY LEFT YOU A NOTE.
HEY, STAY BACK THERE.
KEEP THEM BACK!
"COMMUNIQUE-- PUERTO RICAN
LIBERATION ARMY--"
READ THIS
FOR ME, WILL YOU?
IT GIVES ME A HEADACHE.
"ON BEHALF OF THE POOR
PEOPLE OF ALL THE AMERICAS,
ARMED STRUGGLE IS HEREBY
DECLARED UPON THE IMPERIALIST
BANKING SYSTEM--"
BLAH, BLAH, BLAH--
BULLSHIT!
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO?
YOU WANT TO GO UP THERE
OR WHAT?
YEAH, I'LL TAKE SOME
COFFEE, A DANISH AND
THREE ASPIRINS.
MAKE IT SIX.
( chuckles )
I GOT A FEELING
IT'S GONNA BE ANOTHER
GODDAMN NEW YORK DAY!
( honks )
( boat horn blows )
( cars honking )
( bell dings )
( siren wails )
HEY, BOYD,
WHEN DID YOU
GET BACK?
- NEVER MIND THAT,
YOU GOT THE $3 YOU OWE ME?
- HEY, JOE, I'M BROKE.
- I GOTTA
PICK UP MY CHECK.
- THAT'S GOOD.
- WE GOT A GAME
MONDAY. YOU IN?
- SURE, BUT...
THIS TIME,
I'M BRINGING
THE CARDS.
THAT'S OKAY.
I'LL TAKE YOUR MONEY
ANYWAY!
Woman:
KILL HIM!
KILL HIM!
Woman #2:
LUCY, I'M TRYING.
KILL THAT DAMN THING!
IT'S GOING UNDER
THE TABLE!
I KNOW IT'S GOT RABIES!
KILL HIM!
- IF YOU WOULDN'T
LEAVE FOOD ALL OVER.
- OOH, THAT AWFUL CREEPY THING.
GET HIM!
THAT RAT!
KILL HIM!
SO SNEAKY AND AWFUL!
BOYD,
DON'T JUST
STAND THERE.
BOYD, GET THE RAT!
- KILL IT.
- DARN IT!
SHOOT HIM!
REMOVE THAT MISERABLE
THING!
HEY, LUCY, YOU WANT
TO GET DOWN OFF
THE DESK NOW,
GIVE ME MY CHECK?
KEEP THE CHANGE.
I'M RICH.
HOW DO YOU LIKE THAT?
10,000 PEOPLE LEFT NEW YORK
ST MONTH.
- WHAT DO YOU WANT, THE USUAL?
- GIVE ME THREE,
ONE OF EACH.
- HOW'S THE YANKEES DOING?
- I WENT TO SEE MY SISTER
IN CALIFORNIA LAST MONTH.
- FORGET IT, IT STINKS!
- THREE TO TWO--
THEY BLEW IT.
DON'T TELL ME
ABOUT CALIFORNIA.
I USED TO LIVE THERE.
I CAN'T KILL NEW YORK,
AND I CAN'T KILL
A HOT GOD.
LET THEM LEAVE.
IT'S MORE HOT DOGS
FOR US.
THEY'RE GREAT.
THEY JUST COST YOU
AN ARM AND A LEG.
( phone rings )
IF YOU WANT ME
TO ANSWER,
I'LL ANSWER.
Woman:
ALL RIGHT,
ALL RIGHT.
- CLAYTONS RESIDENCE.
- THIS IS THE ASHLEY SCHOOL.
WE'RE MAKING
AN ATTENDANCE CHECK.
- IS YOUR DAUGHTER GOING
TO BE AT SCHOOL TODAY?
- MY DAUGHTER?
( laughs )
YOU MEAN, MISS CLAYTON?
ELDIE,
IS THAT FOR ME?
- THE SCHOOL WANTS TO KNOW
IF YOU'RE GOING.
- OF COURSE.
- WHY WOULD THEY ASK?
- YOU'VE BEEN CUTTING CLASSES
'CAUSE OF SUMMER?
I DON'T KNOW WHAT
THEY'RE TALKING ABOUT.
MISS CLAYTON WILL
DEFINITELY BE ON TIME.
THANK YOU.
Woman:
MORNING, BOYD.
- DON'T DO NOTHING
I WOULDN'T DO, GLADYS.
- THAT DON'T LEAVE A LOT.
- WHAT ARE YOU
DOING SATURDAY?
- ASK ME.
MMM... "ASK ME."
WELL, I JUST
MIGHT DO THAT.
I'M SORRY
I GOT TO RUSH OFF,
MR. BOYD,
BUT MY SISTER'S
SICK AS A DOG.
I GOT COFFEE DONE,
I GOT THE LAUNDRY
FOLDED AND YOUR BED
IS ALL MADE UP.
- GOTCHA.
- YOU BETTER GET
KATHY UP
- OR SHE'LL BE LATE
FOR SUMMER SCHOOL.
- I'LL DO THAT.
SHE WAS SO EXCITED
ABOUT TODAY, SHE DIDN'T
GET MUCH SLEEP.
- AND I GOT A CAKE.
IT'LL BE HERE AT 4:00.
- OKAY, FINE.
- SEE YOU WEDNESDAY.
- OKAY. THANK YOU.
OH, MR. BOYD!
I'M SORRY I FORGOT
TO TELL YOU-- YOUR EX-WIFE
WANTS YOU TO CALL HER.
OH.
GREAT.
( rattling )
WAKE UP,
YOU ROTTEN KID.
- DADDY.
- HEY, KID.
IT'S YOUR BIRTHDAY.
HOT DOGS?
- MAKE A WISH.
- BUT THIS IS
NOT MY DIET.
MAKE A NICE WISH.
- DO I GET MY WISH?
- WHAT WAS IT?
- NOT TO GO TO SUMMER
SCHOOL THIS MORNING.
- UMM DAMN.
- WHAT?
- YOU SHOULD HAVE WISHED
FOR SOMETHING ELSE.
OH, COME ON.
JUST TODAY.
WE COULD GO
SOMEPLACE SPECIAL,
YOU AND ME.
OKAY, WE GET
AFTER SCHOOL,
WE GET ALL WEEKEND.
I'M GOING OUT TO MOM'S
HOUSE TOMORROW FOR
A BIRTHDAY DINNER.
SHE'S BEEN
AFTER YOU AGAIN,
RIGHT?
I DON'T WANT
TO LIVE IN
CONNECTICUT
I WANT TO LIVE
HERE WITH YOU STILL.
YOU DON'T HAVE
TO DECIDE TODAY.
OKAY?
- I LOVE YOU, DAD.
- GOOD.
I DIDN'T GET YOU NOTHING
FOR YOUR BIRTHDAY.
- YOU'RE A LIAR.
- WHAT?
WHAT'S THAT
IN YOUR POCKET?
GIVE ME THAT.
- THE BALLET TICKETS.
YOU GOT THEM!
- THE BALLET?
- YEAH.
- THEY SAID THIS WAS
FOR THE YANKEE GAME.
- I WAS ROBBED.
- GODDAMN, DADDY!
- THE FIFTH ROW!
- THAT'S 'CAUSE YOU'RE
A TERRIFIC KID,
LIKE YOUR OLD MAN.
NOW COME ON,
I'LL JOG YOU HALFWAY
TO SCHOOL, OKAY?
- OKAY.
- COME ON, LET'S GO.
GIVE ME THAT.
YOU'RE ON A DIET.
YOU CAN'T EAT HOT DOGS.
LET'S GO!
( radio playing )
DO YOU THINK A BOY
WILL EVER ASK ME OUT,
DADDY?
- WHY DOES EVERYBODY
HAVE TO DO THIS?
- DO YOU THINK ONE WILL?
SUGAR FACE,
YOU'LL DRIVE THEM
FUCKING CRAZY.
REALLY?
ARE YOU KIDDING?
YOU GOT YOUR OLD
MAN'S LOOKS.
- ( buzzing )
- ( engine starts )
- GOOD MORNING, HENRY.
- GOOD MORNING,
MISS CLAYTON.
DADDY, CAN WE GO
SOMEPLACE SPECIAL
FOR DINNER?
WELL, ACTUALLY,
I HAVE RESERVATIONS
FOR TWO
AT RONALD'S,
YOU KNOW?
- RONALD'S?
- YEAH, McDONALD'S.
McDONALD'S?!
FOR MY BIRTHDAY?
WHAT KIND OF
A PUNK FATHER
ARE YOU?
I GUESS I'M
PRETTY PUNK, HUH?
LISTEN, I'LL WALK
TO SCHOOL MYSELF
TODAY.
- YOU COULD GO
HOME AND SLEEP.
- YOU GOT YOURSELF A DEAL.
OKAY. YOU'RE
A HARD WORKER.
SEE YOU LATER.
- HAPPY BIRTHDAY, HUH?
- THANKS. OW!
BE GOOD.
( screaming )
SOMEBODY HELP!
HELP--
( screaming )
DON'T MAKE A MOVE,
DON'T MAKE A SOUND
AND YOU WON'T GET HURT.
- LET ME GO--
- DON'T GIVE ME
ANY BULLSHIT.
STAY DOWN AND
KEEP YOUR FACE SHUT.
SON OF A BITCH!
( honking )
( honks frantically )
- HEY, STOP!
- ( tires screech )
GOD DAMN IT!
( honking )
FUCK.
OW!
PLEASE!
SON OF A BITCH!
WHAT THE HELL, YOU THINK
THIS IS DISNEYLAND
OR SOMETHING?!
LOOK AT WHAT
THE BASTARD DID TO THE CAB.
WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
- HE GRABBED
MY LITTLE GIRL.
- YOUR DAUGHTER?
- YEAH.
- GET IN.
COME ON, GET IN.
WE'LL KICK HIS ASS,
THAT GODDAMN PERVERT.
- WHOA!
- DON'T WORRY, PARTNER,
I CAN CATCH ANYTHING
WITH WHEELS ON IT.
WOO!
WE'RE BIRD-DOGGING HIM NOW.
WE'RE BIRD-DOGGING HIM.
HANG ON, BABY,
WE'RE TAKING A SHORTCUT.
SON OF A BITCH WANTS
TO PLAY CHICKEN? OKAY.
I USED TO DRIVE
IN THE PORTO RICAN 500.
YOU KNOW WHAT THAT IS?
YOU GET ABOUT 500 GUYS
AND YOU ALL GO OVER TO
CLAYTON PARK AND GET LOADED.
THEN EVERYBODY GOES OUT
AND STEALS A CAR,
AND THE FIRST GUY TO MAKE IT
TO BAYONNE, NEW JERSEY,
HE'S THE WINNER!
OKAY, WE'LL BE
ON HIS ASS LIKE WHITE
ON RICE, BABY!
A GUY GOT A KID--
LOOK OUT!
A GUY GOT A KID IN MY
NEIGHBORHOOD ONCE AND
THE COPS DIDN'T DO NOTHING!
THAT AIN'T GONNA
HAPPEN THIS TIME.
LOOK UP.
I COULDN'T SEE
WHAT KIND OF GUY WAS IT
THAT GRABBED YOUR KID.
- A COLORED GUY?
- A WHITE GUY.
MUST BE ?
WHITE GUYS.
NO OFFENSE, BUT EVERY TIME
I CATCH A GUY HANGING HIS ASS
OUT THE WINDOW,
OR SCREWING IN THE BACKSEAT,
GODDAMN IT, IT'S A WHITE GUY.
I DON'T KNOW WHAT'S
THE MATTER. YOU MUST WEAR
YOUR UNDERWEAR TOO TIGHT.
LOOK OUT!
- LOOK OUT!
LOOK OUT!
- GET OVER.
HE'S GOING LEFT.
GET OVER.
- WE GOT HIM, ON THE LEFT.
- HERE, IT'S ON ME.
- I'LL RUN THIS CAR
RIGHT UP HIS ASS. SHIT!
- ( tires screech )
( honks )
- IS THIS YOUR TRUCK?
- ( speaks foreign language )
- I GOT AN EMERGENCY HERE.
YOU WANT TO MOVE IT OUT?
- ( speaks foreign language )
DON'T GIVE ME THAT
WITCH DOCTOR SHIT.
JUST MOVE THE TRUCK!
HEY, YOU,
COME HERE!
- GET IN HERE!
- HELP! NO!
HE'S GOT A KNIFE,
DADDY!
LOOK OUT!
( continuous honking )
COME ON, LEAVE ME ALONE!
OW! LET ME GO!
- PLEASE.
- COME ON, COME ON.
DADDY.
- HE RAN ACROSS THE STREET.
- SOMEONE CALL 911.
- ( honking )
- Driver: GET OUT
OF THE WAY!
INFLATION IS A CURSE.
QUALITY SHIRTS HERE,
MADE IN HONG KONG.
GENUINE LEVIS,
WATCHES, RADIOS,
TRANSISTOR RADIOS
MADE IN TAIWAN,
RIGHT HERE!
HEY, FOLKS!
HEY, FOLKS!
ANYBODY SEE A GUY
GO BY HERE WITH
A LITTLE GIRL?
DON'T FEEL FUNNY,
IT'S SUNNY,
I NEED YOUR MONEY!
Man:
HEY, YOU!
HEY, MIKE,
THE GUY JUST JUMPED
THE TURNSTILE
THAT PUNK
WITH THE BEARD!
WE GOT A MALE CAUCASIAN
TRAIN HOPER--
LONG HAIR, WITH A BEARD.
PLAID SHIRT...
HEY!
( passengers protest )
WHAT'S WRONG
WITH THAT MAN?
HEY, WATCH OUT.
- LET ME OUT!
- YOU NEED TO KEEP
YOUR MOUTH SHUT.
Man:
HEY, FELLA!
HEY, FELLA!
HEY, YOU!
YOU'RE UNDER
ARREST!
- COME ON, GET UP!
- DADDY!
COME ON, MOVE!
WOULD YOU MOVE?
DON'T TRY ANY
MORE TRICKS LIKE BACK
THERE IN THE CAR.
- OW! DAMN IT!
- GET UP, WOULD YOU?
COME ON, KEEP MOVING!
HEY, YOU!
YOU GODDAMN SON
OF A BITCH!
YOU FAGGOT!
HEY, MAN, WHERE YOU SELLING
THAT WHITE CHICKEN
PUSSY AT, MAN?
- I DON'T WANT
NO SHIT WITH YOU.
- WHAT DO YOU MEAN?
I ASKED YOU A FUCKING QUESTION.
YOU GONNA BE A FUCKING PUNK?
I'LL KICK YOUR ASS.
GET YOUR HANDS
OFF ME.
OH SHIT.
HE GOT ME.
( sobbing )
OH, HE GOT ME!
DAMN IT.
( engine stalls )
I TOLD YOU,
NO MORE TRICKS!
YOU HEAR ME?
- ( engine starts )
- Kathy: HURRY!
WAIT A MINUTE!
THAT'S MY TRUCK!
IT GOES ALL THE WAY
BACK TO THE BOOK
OF GENESIS.
THAT'S RIGHT--
DON'T TAKE MY CAR!
I NEED THE CAR
FOR OUR LORD'S WORK.
I NEED THIS CAR--
- SIT DOWN. SHUT UP.
- YOU'RE BREAKING A
COMMANDMENT.
- GUESS YOU REALLY
NEED TO STEAL YOURSELF A CAR--
- I'M NOT STEALING YOUR CAR.
NO, NO, DON'T WORRY.
I GOT INSURANCE.
PRAISE GOD.
( tires screech )
( honking )
( hyperventilating )
YOU OKAY?
WHAT'S THE MATTER,
YOU GOT ASTHMA?
YES, GOD HAS
GIVEN ME THAT BURDEN.
- SHIT.
- AND TWO IS EIGHT.
( laughs )
- ( screams )
- ( tires screech )
( screams )
FATHER, FIND A SPOT IN
YOUR HEART OF SAVING GRACE.
SWEET JESUS!
IN THE NAME OF
THE HOLY GHOST!
HALLOWED BE THY NAME!
THY KINGDOM COME,
THY WILL BE DONE.
BRING IT ON
BACK NOW.
EASY.
( hyperventilates )
OH GOD!
SWEET SAVIOR.
JESUS DOES SAVE.
SWEET JESUS,
SAVE US.
HEY, CAN I
HELP YOU?
- HEY, LET ME HAVE
CHOCOLATE ON A STICK.
- OKAY.
THERE'S NOT MUCH
YOU CAN DO TO CHOCOLATE
ON A STICK, HUH?
YEAH, THAT'S RIGHT.
- BUSINESS IS OKAY, HUH?
- OH, IT'S DYNAMITE.
THE REASON I ASK IS,
THIS FRANKIE,
THIS GUY MY DAUGHTER'S
GONNA MARRY,
IS THINKING OF
OPENING UP A FROZEN
YOGURT JOINT LIKE THIS.
- AND HE WANTS ME
TO SORT OF INVEST.
- AH...
- HOW MUCH YOU
MAKE HERE ANYWAY?
- ABOUT THREE-FOUR THOUSAND.
- A WEEK?
- MORE WHEN IT'S HOT.
THIS GUY FRANKIE,
HE'S A TALL, THIN GUY
WITH A MUSTACHE?
I DON'T KNOW.
I'VE NEVER SEE HIM.
I'VE HEARD HIM
ON THE PHONE, THOUGH.
HE SOUNDS NICE ON THE PHONE.
- LIEUTENANT, WE OUGHT
TO GET BACK HERE.
- YEAH, JUST A SECOND.
THIS STUFF AIN'T BAD.
IT'S LIKE ICE CREAM.
IT'S MUCH BETTER--
LOW IN CALORIES,
NOT FAT.
GREAT!
- WHAT DO YOU
PUT IN THIS SHIT?
- THEY TAKE SOME OLD MILK
AND THEY KIND
OF LET IT GO BAD--
ALL CURDLED AND
LUMPY AND SOUR,
THEN THEY LOAD IN
THIS BACTERIA CULTURE.
- YOU MEAN,
LIKE A DISEASE?
- YEAH, KINDA.
YOU KNOW, GERMS,
KINDA LIKE A MOLD
THAT GROWS IN THE MILK--
HEY, WHERE ARE
YOU GOING?
I'M GETTING
OUT OF HERE.
EXCUSE ME.
WHILE YOU WERE INSIDE,
WE JUST GOT ANOTHER CALL.
- IF IT'S ANOTHER PROBLEM,
I DON'T WANT TO HEAR IT.
- IT'S A KIDNAPPING.
THE FATHER'S AN EX COP.
HE WRECKED HALF THE CITY
CHASING AFTER SOME GUY.
NOW HE'S IN THE HOSPITAL
RAISING ALL KINDS OF HELL.
GET OUT.
WHAT ARE YOU
GONNA DO TO ME?
COME ON,
LET'S GO.
YOU WATCH YOUR STEP.
STAY CLOSE TO ME.
Man:
HEY, LOOKS LIKE
MR. BELL DONE DROPPED IN.
( overlapping dialogue )
THIS ALL USED
TO BE NICE UP HERE.
I MEAN,
IT WAS BEAUTIFUL.
MY FAMILY OWNED
97 UNITS ALL UP
AND DOWN THIS BLOCK.
LOOK AT IT NOW.
YOU USED TO
LIVE HERE?
I STILL LIVE HERE.
I'LL ALWAYS
LIVE HERE.
NOBODY'S KICKING
MY ASS OUT.
I DON'T CARE HOW MANY SPICS
AND NIGGERS YOU SEND IN HERE
TO BURN THE PLACE DOWN.
- WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?
- I'M TALKING ABOUT WHAT
THEY DID TO THIS PLACE.
I'M TALKING ABOUT
THE RICH BASTARDS
IN THE CITY--
$60 MILLION IN POVERTY
FUNDS IN THEIR POCKET,
OUT OF THEIR POCKET,
RENT CONTROL,
WELFARE--
BULLSHIT!
I GOT THEIR NAMES.
I GOT ARTICLES IN
THE NEWSPAPERS.
THEY'RE ALL
GONNA PAY!
THEY SEND THE SPICS AND
THE NIGGERS IN HERE TO SHIT
ALL OVER MY NEIGHBORHOOD.
MOVE IT, MOVE IT!
( all cheer )
DON'T LEAVE ME.
I WANT MY SHARE!
LOOK AT THIS PLACE.
LOOK WHAT THESE
ANIMALS DONE TO IT.
THAT'S MY BUILDING.
I CAN'T EVEN PAY THE TAXES
ON IT NOW THE CITY'S
TAKEN IT AWAY FROM ME.
THEY'LL TEAR IT ALL DOWN.
YOU KNOW WHAT THEY'LL
DO THEN?
SELL THE LAND CHEAP,
THEN WHO BUYS IT?
YOU KNOW WHO'S BUYING UP
ALL THE LAND IN THE WHOLE
SOUTH BRONX?
CLAYTON GODDAMN PROPERTIES--
YOUR GODDAMN OLD MAN!
- MY FATHER?
HE DOESN'T--
- SHUT UP.
THE HELL DO YOU KNOW?
BUT MY NAME ISN'T
CLAYTON, IT'S BOYD.
KATHY BOYD.
( mimicking )
KATHY BOYD.
YOUR NAME'S
KATHY BOYD?
( laughs )
YOU THINK
YOU'RE PRETTY
SMART, DON'T YOU?
BUT IT WON'T DO YOU
NO GOOD TO LIE TO ME.
- 'CAUSE I KNOW
WHO YOU ARE.
- YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND.
MY FATHER ISN'T
RICH AT ALL.
NOT RICH ENOUGH, HUH?
SURE, YOU RICH BASTARDS
NEVER HAVE ENOUGH, DO YOU?
NO MATTER HOW MUCH YOU GOT.
SURE HAS STILL
GOT A LOT MORE THAN
I DO, DON'T YOU?
- SURE,
I GUESS SO, BUT--
- GODDAMN RIGHT.
YOUR OLD MAN'S
GONNA PAY UP BIG.
WHY DON'T YOU
UNDERSTAND ME?
- I HAVE NO REASON
TO LIE TO YOU.
- ALL THE RICH BASTARDS LIE.
THAT'S HOW THEY GET
RICH, AND THAT'S HOW
THEY STAY RICH.
THEY'RE NOT PUTTING
ANYTHING OVER ON ME BECAUSE
I'M WISE TO THEIR TRICKS,
WITH THEIR TAXES
AND BULLSHIT,
AND ALL THEIR LITTLE
GAMES THEY PLAY
SO GOOD, HUH?
THEY'RE ALL
IN IT TOGETHER,
JUGGLING THE BOOKS.
WELL, NOW THEY'RE
GONNA PAY, NOW I'M
GONNA BE THE JUGGLER.
I'M GONNA JUGGLE THE BOOKS
MY WAY AND IT'S GONNA
BALANCE OUT FOR ME.
( cheers, laughs )
YOO-HOO!
YOO-HOO!
YOO-HOO!
YOO-HOO!
YOO-HOO!
Man:
HELLO, PRETTY GIRL.
WHAT YOU DOING
SNEAKING AROUND HERE?
YOU MUST BE
MIGHTY LOST.
PLEASE...
THERE'S A MAN...
HE'S CHASING ME.
WHY DON'T YOU JUST
COME WITH ME?
I KNOW A PLACE
WE CAN HIDE OUT
AND NOBODY WILL
FIND US.
WHAT DO YOU SAY?
HUH...
- PRETTY LITTLE THING?
- YOO-HOO!
- HELLO, PUNK.
- GET THE HELL
AWAY FROM HER.
( laughs )
YOU A DIRTY MAN, WHITEY.
YOU HEAR ME?
I'M GIVING YOU
A CHANCE TO WALK AWAY.
- TAKE IT.
- HEY, FRIEND,
HAVE A DRINK, HUH?
WE'LL THROW US
A LITTLE PARTY.
WHAT DO YOU SAY, HUH,
CHINCHILLA?
LAST CHANCE,
JIGABOO,
GET THE FUCK
OUT OF HERE.
- ( screams )
- NO!
OW.
I'M WARNING YOU.
DON'T EVER TRY
THAT AGAIN.
A LOT OF VERY
BAD PEOPLE LIVE
AROUND HERE.
OW!
LET'S GO.
THERE'S A GUY COMING
FROM THE MAJOR CASE SQUAD TO
TALK A FEW THINGS OVER WITH YOU.
- OH SHIT.
- RELAX, WOULD YOU?
HERE, TRY THESE.
THAT IS NO GOOD.
I GOTTA BE ABLE
TO MOVE AROUND.
I'M AFRAID YOU CAN'T.
YOU SHOULDN'T PUT ANY WEIGHT
ON THAT FOR AT LEAST--
- CAN YOU FIND ME
A CANE OR SOMETHING?
- I DON'T KNOW WHAT'S LEFT.
- YOU KNOW, THE CITY'S
GONNA CLOSE DOWN--
- CAN'T YOU FIND ME SOMETHING?
I GOTTA GET OUT OF HERE.
I GOTTA FIND MY LITTLE GIRL.
SURE,
I UNDERSTAND.
I'LL SEE WHAT I CAN
DIG UP FOR YOU.
HEY, BOYD.
HEY, BOYD!
- TAKE THAT THING OFF.
- WHAT THE HELL DOES IT
MATTER TO YOU?
- I'M ASKING YOU, LET ME GO.
- YOU KNOW I CAN'T DO THAT.
I JUST TOOK
MY SERGEANT'S EXAM.
SAY THEY TOOK ME TO X-RAY,
AND I DISAPPEARED.
- NO, I CAN'T DO THAT.
PUT YOURSELF IN MY PLACE.
- I'D HATE TO BE IN YOUR PLACE,
'CAUSE YOU GONNA
HAVE TO SHOOT ME
IN THE BACK.
A CATERER?
WHAT FOR?
WRONG.
YOU GIVE THEM LASAGNA,
ANTIPASTO, WINE
AND RICH CRACKERS.
HEY, LISTEN, A FATHER
AIN'T SUPPOSED TO HAVE
NOTHING TO DO
WITH A BRIDAL SHOWER.
OF COURSE
I WANT IT NICE.
I KNOW THAT MARGARET
IS MY DAUGHTER,
AND SO IS TERESA,
SO IS ANNETTE,
SO IS--
WHAT'S HER NAME?
--MICHELLE.
RIGHT.
ALL RIGHT, GO AHEAD,
DO WHAT YOU WANT.
- GOODBYE.
- MACK, YOU GOT
CHANGE FOR A QUARTER?
- NO, I DON'T.
- YEAH, I GOT SOME DIMES.
HEY, HANDSOME!
HEY, MR. BOYD,
I FOUND A CANE
FOR YOU.
BOYD?
SEAN BOYD?
HOLD ON A SECOND
THERE, PLEASE.
DETECTIVE FOGARTY.
YOU'RE UNDER ARREST.
FRISK THIS GUY.
FRISK HIM.
LIEUTENANT TONELLI,
MAJOR CASE SQUAD.
- I'M REALLY SORRY.
- Boyd: THAT'S OKAY.
AS IF I AIN'T GOT ENOUGH
TO WORRY ABOUT WITH THE
PORTO RICAN BOMBERS.
I WANT A FULL REPORT
ON THE OFFICER WHO WAS
HOLDING THIS MAN.
ARE YOU GONNA BEHAVE
YOURSELF OR I GOTTA
PUT THE CUFFS ON YOU?
COME ON, LET'S
TAKE A LITTLE RIDE.
Boyd:
CUT THE BULLSHIT, TONELLI.
WHAT'S GOING ON WITH MY KID?
Tonelli:
NOTHING NEW,
WORKING ON IT.
Boyd:
THE GUY USED
A STOLEN CAR.
Tonelli:
WE GOT A ZERO ON THE
FINGERPRINTS SO FAR.
YOU'RE A FREAKING
ONE-MAN RIOT, BOYD--
HIT AND RUN,
ASSAULTING A
TRANSIT OFFICER,
GRAND THEFT AUTO.
FOR CRYING OUT LOUD,
DON'T YOU KNOW THAT
STUFF'S AGAINST THE LAW?
IT WAS A 10-13.
I WAS PURSUING A FELON.
BUT YOU FORGOT ONE THING,
YOU AIN'T A COP NO MORE.
I HEARD ALL ABOUT YOU
IN THE 22nd PRECINCT.
A LITTLE TOO SMART
FOR YOUR OWN GOOD,
HUH?
SO WHEN THE CITY WENT
BROKE AND THEY LAID OFF
ALL THOSE COPS,
- THAT GAVE THEM A CHANCE
TO GET RID OF YOU, RIGHT?
- WAIT A MINUTE.
- THE GUY DROPPED SOMETHING
AROUND 42nd STREET.
- WHAT DID HE DROP?
I DON'T KNOW.
E OF THOSE PORNO GIRLS
PICKED IT UP AT A PARLOR.
COULD BE SOMETHING.
LOOK, I GOTTA
TAKE YOU IN FOR ALL
THAT SHIT YOU DID.
YOU GOT THE RIGHT
TO A LAWYER AND BAIL,
LIKE EVERYBODY ELSE.
FUCK EVERYBODY ELSE!
I'M A COP, JUST
LIKE YOU-- I WAS.
I KNOW, AND IF
IT WAS MY KID, I'D
PROBABLY BE GOING NUTS TOO.
THEN LET ME HELP.
LET ME GET TO A CAR.
I'LL FIND THE SON
OF A BITCH MYSELF.
FIND NOT,
YOU'LL ONLY SCREW
THINGS UP.
WHAT WOULD HAVE HAPPENED
IF YOU HAD CAUGHT UP
WITH THAT NUT?
HE MIGHT HAVE SHOT
YOU AND YOUR DAUGHTER.
I WANT YOU OFF THE STREETS,
FOR YOUR OWN SAKE,
AND FOR HER SAKE.
I WANT YOU TO GO DOWNTOWN
AND STRAIGHTEN THAT OUT.
- AND GET IN TOUCH WITH ME.
- NOT NOW, GOD DAMN IT, NOW!
LOOK, THESE THINGS
DON'T WORK THAT WAY,
BOYD.
I GOTTA HOLD
OF YOUR EX WIFE.
SHE'LL MEET YOU
DOWN THERE.
YOU KNOW, TONELLI,
YOU KNOW WHEN
THEY LAID OFF ALL
THOSE COPS?
THEY SHOULD HAVE
SAVED SOME BIG MONEY.
THEY SHOULD HAVE
CANNED YOUR ASS.
( barking )
HELLO, BABY.
HELLO, BABY.
COME HERE.
DID YOU MISS ME?
HUH?
- DID YOU
MISS ME, BABY, HUH?
- ( dog growls )
DID YOU MISS ME?
FRIEND. SHE'S A FRIEND,
WOLFGANG.
( dog growls )
WOLFGANG LIKES
MY FRIENDS.
HE GETS REAL MAD
WHEN THEY DON'T DO
WHAT I SAY.
WELL, COME ON.
GO IN THE KITCHEN, BABY.
GO GET YOUR BONE, WOLFGANG.
GO AHEAD.
COME IN.
COME IN.
SIT OVER THERE.
THAT WAS
MY MOTHER'S CHAIR.
USED TO BE THE
NICEST ONE WE HAD.
STILL IS.
NOW, I DON'T WANT TO HEAR
NOTHING OUT OF YOU.
YOU UNDERSTAND?
I DON'T WANT
TO HEAR A SOUND.
- OKAY?
- YES.
( phone rings )
- CLAYTON RESIDENCE.
- MRS. CLAYTON, PLEASE.
MRS. CLAYTON?
- IT'S FOR YOU.
- WHO IS IT, ELDIE?
I DON'T KNOW.
IT SOUNDS LIKE
THE SCHOOL.
Miss Clayton:
OH MY GOD,
NOT AGAIN!
- IF YOU'VE GOTTEN YOURSELF INTO
HOT WATER AT SCHOOL AGAIN...
- I SWEAR I DON'T UNDERSTAND.
I'LL WRING
YOUR NECK.
HELLO?
YOU WANT TO SEE YOUR KID
ALIVE AGAIN OR CUT UP IN
CHUNKS OF MEAT?
I WANT
A MILLION BUCKS.
I GOT HER RIGHT HERE.
A MILLION BUCKS
OR CHUNKS OF MEAT.
GOT IT?
I--
- I DON'T UNDERSTAND.
- I GOT YOUR FUCKING LITTLE
MILLION-DOLLAR KID HERE.
I WANT THE MONEY.
YOU GET IT, I'LL CALL BACK.
WHAT DID THEY
WANT THIS TIME?
NOTHING.
- ELDIE?
- YES, MRS. CLAYTON?
- WHERE'S MY FATHER'S
NUMBER IN THE COUNTRY?
- WHAT'S GOING ON?
- IT'S IN HERE SOMEWHERE.
YOU'D BETTER CALL MR. CLAYTON.
- MOM, WHAT'S GOING ON?
- ON SECOND THOUGHT, YOU'D
BETTER CALL THE POLICE.
- MOM, WHAT'S WRONG?
I GOT A SURPRISE FOR YOU.
LOOK WHAT YOU GET TO HAVE.
I GOT SOME REAL NICE
STUFF FOR YOU TO EAT,
WITH ICE CREAM AFTERWARD.
BUT YOU GOTTA EAT
YOUR SANDWICH FIRST.
THAT'S WHAT
MY MOTHER WOULD
ALWAYS SAY--
"YOU GOTTA EAT YOUR LUNCH
OR YOU CAN'T HAVE DESSERT."
DON'T YOU WANT
TO HAVE YOUR ICE CREAM?
NO, THANK YOU.
I'M ON A DIET.
YOU GONNA EAT,
GOD DAMN IT!
I BOUGHT IT FOR YOU!
WHAT DO YOU MEAN,
YOU'RE ON A DIET?
YOU KNOW...
I'M TOO...
PLUMP.
WHAT ARE YOU,
OUT OF YOUR MIND?
A WOMAN'S GOT
TO HAVE SOME MEAT
ON HER BONES.
THAT'S WHAT MY FATHER
ALWAYS SAID.
YOU GOTTA HAVE MEAT.
HE USED TO SEE PICTURES
OF THOSE SKINNY MODELS.
YOU KNOW, IN THE MAGAZINES?
HE SAID THEY LOOK
LIKE MEN.
"NOW, YOUR MOTHER,"
HE SAID,
"YOUR MOTHER'S GOT
SOME MEAT ON HER BONES."
THEN HE'D LAUGH
AND LAUGH.
I THINK YOU LOOK
JUST FINE.
YOU'RE GONNA HAVE
YOUR LUNCH NOW, RIGHT?
RIGHT?
RIGHT?
( barking )
( chatter, typing )
I'M DETECTIVE FOGARTY.
THIS HERE'S BOYD.
I'LL BOOK
THIS THROUGH, COLLIE,
HE'S AN OLD
BUDDY OF MINE.
- LIEUTENANT TONELLI
CALLED DOWN ABOUT IT.
- HELLO, MR. BOYD!
YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BOOK HIM
THROUGH AND TAKE HIM DOWN
TO 42nd STREET.
I KNOW ALL ABOUT IT.
I'LL HANDLE IT. I'LL
TAKE GOOD CARE OF MR. BOYD.
I JUST HOPED TO GOD
THAT I WOULD SEE YOU AGAIN.
I WANT TO MAKE
A PHONE CALL.
YEAH.
BE MY GUEST.
ONLY FIRST WE GOT
A FULL REPORT TO MAKE OUT,
RIGHT, MR. BOYD?
WHAT THE FUCK
ARE YOU PULLING?
TONELLI SAID--
WHAT TONELLI SAID
DON'T MEAN SHIT
AROUND HERE!
NOW, YOU WANT TO MOVE
INTO THE INTERROGATION
ROOM, MR. BOYD?
I WANT A LAWYER,
BARNES, NOW.
YOU WROTE A REPORT THAT
I WAS MAKING A PUERTO RICAN
CHICK IN THE STATION?
YEAH, GETTING RICH,
KNOCKING DOWN ON ALL
THE POTENTIAL--
YOU KNOW WHAT THAT DID
TO MY WIFE AND KIDS?
DID SHE MAKE YOU
SLEEP ON THE COUCH?
( door locks )
BELIEVE ME,
THERE'S NOTHING I'D
RATHER DO THANTAY HERE
AND KICK THE SHIT
OUT OF YOU,
BUT WE HAVEN'T GOT TIME--
( grunts )
TIME, YOU MAGGOT?
- YOU GOT ME SUSPENDED
TWO MONTHS WITHOUT PAY!
- COME ON, A GUY'S GOT MY KID.
I HAD TO BEG THEM
JUST TO GET BACK ON
THE CRUMMY FORCE!
BITCH.
THEY PASSED ME
IN AND OUT OF EVERY
PRECINCT IN THIS CITY
AND I GOT YOU
TO THANK FOR IT,
YOU UGLY SUCKER!
LISTEN TO ME,
YOU LAME IDIOT,
YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE A COP.
YOU'RE NOTHING BUT SCUM.
YOU FUCKING RATTED
ON YOUR FELLOW BROTHER
OFFICER.
YOU PROTECT YOUR OWN,
MR. BOYD.
SCUM LIKE YOU
DON'T BELONG IN
THE FORCE!
WHEN THEY GOT THE CHANCE,
THEY CANNED YOUR
ROTTEN ASS,
NOT MINE, YOU PUNK!
MISERABLE FUCKING BASTARD!
SEAN?
SEAN!
WHAT HAPPENED?
- LET'S GET OUT OF HERE.
- WHERE'S KATHY?
THEY SAID SOMETHING
HAPPENED TO HER.
WHERE IS SHE?
- WHAT'S WRONG?
- LET'S GO. DRIVE.
SLOW.
- THEY BOOKED ME
AND I WALKED OUT.
- I DON'T UNDERSTAND.
WE WERE IN THE PARK JOGGING.
KATHY WENT OFF TOWARD SCHOOL.
I HEARD HER SCREAMING.
- SOME GUY GRABBED HER AND
PULLED HER INTO THEIR CAR.
- WHAT?
MAYBE HE WON'T HURT HER.
SOME OF THESE GUYS JUST--
- MAYBE HE'LL
JUST LET HER GO.
- ( sniffling )
IS SHE-- I MEAN,
WHEN YOU SAW HER,
WAS SHE ALL RIGHT?
YEAH, I THINK SO.
TURN HERE.
I'LL FIND HER.
I PROMISE YOU.
HOW ARE YOU GONNA
FIND HER?
LOOK, THESE THINGS HAPPEN.
SURE THEY HAPPEN--
THAT ROTTEN NEIGHBORHOOD
AND THE CREEPS IN THAT PARK!
WHAT THE HELL
ELSE DID YOU EXPECT
TO HAPPEN?
IF IT MAKES YOU
FEEL BETTER TO BLAME IT
ON ME, GO AHEAD, OKAY?
- IS THAT WHAT YOU WANT?
- SINCE WHEN DID YOU CARE
WHAT SOMEONE ELSE WANTS?
- I DID WHAT I HAD TO.
- YOU DID WHAT YOU WANTED TO,
AND YOU ALWAYS DO.
AND NOW YOU'RE
A LOUSY TRUCK DRIVER,
AND YOU LIVE IN
THE SLUM WITH THE
REST OF THE DEGENERATES
AND KATHY PAYS FOR IT.
YOU KEPT HER THERE, GOD DAMN IT,
NOW SHE PAYS FOR IT.
- IT ISN'T FAIR!
- STOP THAT FREAKING CAR!
STOP!
SHE DON'T WANT
TO LIVE IN A GODDAMN
HOUSE IN CONNECTICUT.
YOU UNDERSTAND?!
- ( sobbing )
- SHE WANTS TO STAY HERE,
YOU NEUROTIC BITCH!
- SHE LIKES THE CITY.
- THAT'S BECAUSE SHE'S
NEVER KNOWN ANY DIFFERENT.
SHE GREW UP IN GODDAMN
CESSPOOL WHERE PEOPLE ARE
RAPED ON THE STREET!
I'M SORRY WE ALL CAN'T
BE BORN RICH.
OH BULLSHIT!
YOU COULD HAVE
HAD A CAREER.
YOU JUST HAD TO LOUSE
EVERYTHING UP!
OH IT'S SO WRONG
IF A COUPLE OF COPS
MADE SOME EXTRA MONEY.
- EVERYBODY MAKES
EXTRA MONEY!
- SHIT YES!
AND MOVE TO CONNECTICUT
AND LIVE IN A RICH
FUCKING HOUSE?!
ALL I HAD TO DO WAS KEEP MY
MOUTH SHUT AND PLAY THE GAME
AND RIDE THE TRAIN, RIGHT?
ALL I EVER WANTED
WAS TO MOVE TO A
DESCENT PLACE,
- A SAFE PLACE
TO BRING UP KATHY!
- ALL YOU EVER WANTED WAS MORE.
BUT NO, YOU COULDN'T MOVE.
YOU LOVE NEW YORK,
- THE OLD NEIGHBORHOOD!
- SHIT, BARBARA!
YOU'RE FULL OF SHIT!
( sobs uncontrollably )
HEY...
BARBARA...
SHE'LL BE OKAY,
YOU KNOW?
U'RE GONNA STAY
AT YOUR SISTER'S.
I'LL LET YOU KNOW.
I'LL LET YOU KNOW.
HAVE YOUR MISSES
AND YOUR DAUGHTER
GET ON THE PLANE
AND GO OUT TO THE COAST.
OR IF YOU GOT A PLACE
IN CONNECTICUT?
IT'S A DAMN SHAME WHEN
PEOPLE CAN'T LIVE IN
THEIR OWN APARTMENT.
IT'S A NICE PLACE YOU GOT.
WHAT DOES IT SET YOU BACK,
$2,000 A MONTH?
WE OWN THE BUILDING.
MARGUERITE, THIS IS
LIEUTENANT TONELLI.
HE ASKED IF THERE WERE
ANY SOUNDS, ANY NOISES
THAT CAME THROUGH
- WHEN THE PHONE CALL CAME IN.
- NO, I DON'T THINK SO.
I'M SORRY.
ALL RIGHT.
IF HE CALLS BACK,
THIS TIME WE'LL
GET HIM ON TAPE,
AND THEN MAYBE
WE HEAR SOMETHING
WE CAN IDENTIFY.
- FOGARTY, IS THAT RIG
PLUGGED IN THE PHONE YET?
- WE GOT IT ALL HOOKED UP.
ANYTHING THAT COMES IN,
WE TRACE. EXCEPT IT'LL
TAKE TWO MINUTES.
- ALL RIGHT, I WANT
TO TEST IT MYSELF.
- USE THAT PHONE, LIEUTENANT.
ALL RIGHT.
FOGARTY, DIAL
MY HOUSE, WOULD YOU?
- OKAY.
- EXCUSE ME.
GOT IT?
- GOT IT.
- HELLO?
WHO?
IT'S ME!
- I CAN'T TALK NOW.
I'M JUST TESTING OUT A PHONE.
- YOU'LL BE ALL RIGHT, BABY.
HEY, HEY, PIPE DOWN,
PEOPLE ARE LISTENING.
NO, NO,
IT'S ALL RIGHT.
HUH?
I DON'T WANT
TO HEAR ABOUT
INVITATIONS NOW.
WRONG.
GOOD BYE.
THIS WORKS
VERY WELL.
NOW, I WANT YOU
TO DO WHAT YOU
NORMALLY DO,
ONLY KEEP YOUR
DAUGHTER INSIDE.
I'LL CHECK BACK
WITH YOU LATER,
SAY TONIGHT.
BUT AREN'T YOU
STAYING, LIEUTENANT?
I MEAN, UNTIL HE CALLS.
HE'S A NUT.
MAYBE HE CALLED ONCE.
WHO KNOWS IF
HE'LL CALL AGAIN?
LOOK, I GOT A LOT
OF STUFF. I HAD FIVE
BOMB CALLS TODAY.
CAN YOU BELIEVE THAT?
I'LL SEE YOU LATER.
AREN'T YOU ASSIGNED
TO THIS CASE,
LIEUTENANT?
RIGHT. I'M ASSIGNED
ALL OVER THE PLACE.
I'LL BE BACK.
LIEUTENANT!
I PAY MORE TAXES
TO THIS CITY
IN ONE MONTH
THAN YOU AND
YOUR DAMN PRECINCT
TURN IN A YEAR.
I THINK
I'M ENTITLED TO
SOME CONSIDERATION.
MEANING WHAT?
GO AHEAD, WHY
DON'T YOU SAY IT?
WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO,
CALL YOUR FRIEND
THE COMMISSIONER?
WHO ELSE, THE MAYOR?
TELL HIM I WANT
A RAISE.
I DON'T MAKE
IDLE THREATS,
LIEUTENANT.
I TAKE ACTION
AND I GET RESULTS.
YOU KNOW, I DEAL
WITH MURDERERS,
RAPISTS, THIEVES,
CREEPS OF ALL KINDS.
THEY DON'T SCARE ME.
YOU SCARE ME.
I'LL SEE YOU LATER.
( phone rings )
- HELLO?
- HELLO, IS THIS
THE CLAYTON RESIDENCE?
Yes.
HAVE YOU GOT
PRINCE ALBERT IN A CAN?
I'M SORRY.
WHAT DID YOU SAY?
WHAT I SAID WAS,
"DO YOU HAVE PRINCE
ALBERT IN A CAN?"
You'd better
let him out.
( laughs )
- WHO IS THIS?!
- You got the goddamn million
bucks like I told you?
LISTEN, THIS IS
MR. CLAYTON.
MY WIFE DOESN'T WANT
TO TALK TO YOU.
YOU TALK TO ME,
YOU UNDERSTAND?
MR. CLAYTON?
CLAYTON CENTURY
PROPERTIES?
HOW'S THE REAL ESTATE
BUSINESS, YOU FUCKING
MULTIMILLIONAIRE BASTARD?
- FINE.
- I'll bet it is.
YOU DON'T HAVE NIGGERS
AND PUERTO RICANS TAKING OVER
YOUR BUILDINGS,
- WHAT DO YOU MEAN?
- I'M WISE TO YOUR GAME,
YOU SON OF A BITCH!
YOU SEND SPICS
AND NIGGERS TO RUIN
A DECENT NEIGHBORHOOD,
BUY IT UP CHEAP,
TEAR IT DOWN AND PUT UP
YOUR FANCY BUILDINGS!
LOOK, IF THERE'S
SOMETHING THAT I'VE DONE
OR SOMETHING THAT
MY COMPANY HAS DONE,
I'M SURE WE CAN SETTLE.
If you'll just give me
somewhere that I can
get a hold of you.
THE FUCK I WILL.
I'M GIVING YOU SHIT!
GIVE ME A MILLION BUCKS
OR YOU'LL NEVER SEE
YOUR KID AGAIN.
- GOT IT?
- YEAH.
SO LISTEN,
HOW ARE YOU GONNA
GET MY KID, HUH?
I'LL CUT HER UP,
YOU SON OF A BITCH!
SHE'S SITTING RIGHT HERE.
SHE'S SITTING THERE?
You got the goddamn million
like I told you?
YEAH, I GOT
THE MILLION.
- WHERE DID YOU GET HER?
- OUTSIDE YOUR BELFAIR
ARMS, CLAYTON.
- In the park?
- THERE'S A CONCERT
THERE TONIGHT.
BEHIND THE STAGE,
THERE'S A MAINTENANCE BUILDING,
THAT'S WHERE I WANT THE MONEY.
ONE MAN LEAVES
THE MONEY INSIDE.
YOU UNDERSTAND?
- And I'm watching
all the time.
- YEAH, BUT...
HOW DO I KNOW YOU GOT
MY KID? HOW DO I KNOW
YOU GOT ANY KID?
'CAUSE I'LL CUT
HER HAND OFF AND SEND IT
TO YOU IN A PAPER BAG
LIKE YOU SUCKERS
SCREWED EVERYBODY ELSE
OUT OF THEIR PROPERTY!
PUT HER ON THE PHONE,
LET ME TALK TO HER.
FUCK YOU, I'LL PUT HER
ON THE PHONE!
HE'S GOT A KID THERE,
ALL RIGHT,
AND IT AIN'T YOURS.
JESUS CHRIST.
I BET IT'S BOYD'S GIRL.
THEY GOT IT ALL.
THEY GOT THE WHOLE
GODDAMN WORLD,
AND THEY LET
THE SPIC NIGGERS IN.
YOU KNOW WHY?
SO EVERYTHING
STAYS THE SAME.
'CAUSE AS SOON
AS EVERYTHING GETS TOO GOOD,
NATURE SAYS YOU GOTTA
BALANCE IT ALL BACK
SO THEY SEND THE SPICS
AND THE NIGGERS IN
TO KEEP EVERYTHING
JUST RIGHT-- 98.6.
STICK A THERMOMETER UP
THE EARTH'S ASS ANY TIME,
DAY OR NIGHT,
98.6 IN THE BEEHIVE.
ANYBODY GETS IN THE WAY OF THAT,
ANYBODY DON'T LIKE THAT,
THEY KICK HIS ASS OUT
OF THE BEEHIVE,
BECAUSE NATURE
DON'T LIKE THAT.
WELL, FUCK YOU, NATURE!
FUCK YOU!
BARNES, 22nd PRECINCT.
YEAH, GIVE ME A 22-5,
SUSPECT SEAN BOYD.
6'2", CAUCASIAN,
175 LBS.,
WEARS A BEARD.
WANTED FOR ASSAULT
ON OFFICER
AND ATTEMPTED MURDER.
SUSPECT BELIEVED
HEADED FOR THE 42nd STREET
PORNO DISTRICT. OUT.
Man's voice over P.A.:
It's yours, every fantasy
you've ever had.
- Right this way.
- HEY, BROTHER.
WHERE YOU GOING, MAN?
YOU LOOKING AROUND
OR YOU GONNA WALK DOWN?
I GOT SOMETHING NICE AND YOUNG.
I GOT A GREAT PIECE
OF WHITE CHICKEN HERE.
NO ROUGH STUFF
WITH THIS BROAD.
IF YOU WANT ROUGH STUFF,
I CAN GET THAT, TOO.
I'M LOOKING FOR A GIRL
I SAW THIS MORNING.
SHE WAS OUT IN FRONT
OF ALL THESE JOINTS
IN A ROBE.
HEY, I CAN GET THEM
DRESSED UP ANY WHICHWAY.
WHAT YOU DIG? LEATHER,
LACE OR HOW ABOUT
A COWGIRL OUTFIT?
OR HOW ABOUT SOMETHING--
HEY, WHERE YOU GOING?
YOU DON'T WANT
TO GO IN THERE,
THAT'S SELF-SERVICE.
- YOU STROKE YOUR OWN!
- QUARTERS! QUARTERS!
- EVERYTHING COSTS QUARTERS.
- HEY, I NEED SOME HELP.
- YEAH, WHAT FOR?
- I'M LOOKING FOR A GIRL
THAT WAS OUT FRONT
- THIS MORNING IN A ROBE.
- THERE'S CHICKS DOWNSTAIRS,
- BUT YOU DON'T SEE NOTHING.
- IT'S THE SAME GIRLS THAT
WERE HERE THIS MORNING?
PARTNER, MONEY TALKS
AND BULLSHIT WALKS
- AND THAT'S THE WAY IT BE.
- HERE, TAKE FIVE FOR YOURSELF
- AND GIVE ME
FIVE IN QUARTERS.
- THANKS, FRIEND.
THOSE SAME GIRLS
ARE STILL HERE,
BUT I DON'T KNOW WHICH CHICK
YOU'RE LOOKING FOR.
QUARTERS!
EVERYTHING COSTS QUARTERS!
Woman over P.A.:
? Check it out,
check it out, get down ?
? Get down, get down,
get down, come on, daddy. ?
Booth number six is open
and we've got three hot,
nasty lovely ladies
doing it for you,
doing it to you, yeah.
Reach for your cock
and grab onto something
hard and round.
Ooh, it's a quarter.
We've got a lot
for your quarter, daddy.
- Hi, sweetheart.
- HEY, LISTEN.
A guy ran by here this morning
and dropped something
and one of these girls
picked it up.
Picked it up?
Why don't you
pick up on this?
- Do you like that?
- WILL YOU LISTEN TO ME?
That's the girl right there.
I want to talk to that girl.
- She saw the guy,
and she picked it up.
- I GOT ALL YOU NEED.
Knock it off, will you?
The guy kidnapped my daughter,
- my girl.
- COME ON, HONEY.
- I chased him right
in front of the place--
- ( beeps )
- HEY, I'M TALKING TO YOU!
- ( bell dings )
How you doing? Yeah.
A GUY RAN BY HERE
THIS MORNING.
HE DROPPED SOMETHING.
THAT GIRL RIGHT THERE
PICKED IT UP
and I want to see her.
Do you understand?
- OOH, SEE ME.
- I want to talk
to this girl.
- TALK TO ME.
- Listen to me!
GET HER OVER HERE!
- ( moaning )
THAT GIRL, RIGHT THERE,
SAW THE WHOLE THING,
AND I GOTTA
TALK TO HER, PLEASE.
- What, this girl?
- GET THAT GIRL OVER HERE,
YOU HEAR ME?
THERE'S SOME GUY OVER HERE
BANGING ON THE WINDOW...
( mumbles )
COME HERE!
( beeps )
Come on, baby.
What can I help you with?
YOU'RE THE ONE.
YOU WERE OUT FRONT
THIS MORNING,
A GUY DROPPED METHING,
YOU PICKED IT UP.
Yeah, you like a nice little
pair like I got here?
Look, I gotta
find this creep,
he took my little girl.
- He took your girl?
- YEAH.
Aw, poor baby. Don't worry,
you'll find another one.
Hey, goddamn it, you know
what I'm talking about.
- HEY! COME BACK HERE,
I'M TALKING TO YOU!
- ( beeps )
Hey, it's you.
You decided to stay.
Tell that other girl
to come over here.
- COME ON,
HAVE A NICE TIME.
- Go get her, will you?
Go get her yourself!
...ARE GONNA BREAK
THEIR NECKS AND SUE ME,
AND I WANT THOSE...
HEY, YOU, COME HERE.
HEY, SUSIE, THIS CREEP--
( all yelling )
GET OUT OF HERE!
GET OUT OF HERE!
GET OUT OF HERE,
YOU FUCKING HOODLUM!
GET THAT SON OF A BITCH
OUT OF HERE.
BITCH, YOU DON'T LEARN
TO FUCKING GOOD.
- OH THAT'S OKAY!
- ( police siren blaring )
DON'T YELL AT ME!
YELL AT THAT FUCKHEAD
WITH THE BEARD!
TRYING TO PROTECT
THIS FUCKING PLACE!
Woman:
I DON'T KNOW WHAT
YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT.
HEY, BABY, THIS IS
WHAT THE GUY DROPPED.
IT'S A DOG LICENSE
OR SOMETHING...
- AND THAT MEDALLION.
- THANKS, HON.
Woman:
WHAT THE HELL DO I PAY
YOU SCUMBAGS FOR?
Woman over radio:
42nd and 8th, a man with a
beard fitting your description
just wrecked a porno joint,
headed east on 42nd.
ACKNOWLEDGE, OUT.
( tires screeching )
( car honks )
Man:
WHAT'S THAT?
- HEY, WHAT'S GOING ON?
- Woman: OH MY GOD!
- SEAN BOYD!
- ( woman screaming )
Barnes:
HALT, BOYD! FREEZE!
HOLD IT, BOYD!
- Man #2: GET DOWN,
GET DOWN! LOOK OUT!
- ( screaming )
- MOVE!
- ( honks )
EVERYBODY DOWN!
GET DOWN!
HALT, BOYD!
( police siren blaring )
HEY, GET ME OUT OF HERE!
HE'S CRAZY!
- HE'LL KILL US BOTH!
- FREEZE, BOYD!
WHAT THE HELL'S
GOING ON HERE!?
BARNES, 22nd.
HE'S AN ARMED FUGITIVE.
- I CAN'T BELIEVE IT.
- NO, WHERE?
WHAT'S HE ARMED WITH?
ALL I SAW WAS YOU BLASTING
OFF THAT SHOTGUN.
- ALL RIGHT.
- I DON'T GIVE A SHIT
WHO YOU'RE SHOOTING AT,
YOU CAN'T BLAST PEOPLE
OFF THE SIDEWALK!
- GET OFF MY BACK.
- I DON'T BELIEVE IT.
NUT PICKED A HELL
OF A GOOD SPOT FOR A DROP.
HOW THE HELL
YOU GONNA STAKE OUT
A CROWD LIKE THIS?
HE'S SOME KIND
OF WISEGUY.
HE THINKS HE'S GONNA
USE THIS ROCK CONCERT
AS A DECOY.
- MAYBE. YEAH, MAYBE.
- HEY, WHAT'S THIS?
YOU KNOW,
I THINK THIS WACKO'S
GONNA COME STROLLING
THROUGH THAT JUNGLE LIKE
HE WAS KING KONG.
YEAH, MAYBE.
MAYBE.
BUT IT'S NOT GONNA MATTER.
IT'S NOT GONNA MATTER,
'CAUSE HE'S GOT TO
COME OUT INTO THE OPEN
TO GET THE MONEY.
- MAYBE.
- THAT'S IT.
WHAT DO YOU MEAN,
"THAT'S IT"?
WE'VE GOT THE LIGHT TOWERS.
WE MAN THE LIGHT TOWERS.
HE STEPS
INTO THE OPEN GROUND,
WE WHACK HIM IN CROSSFIRE,
BINGO, FINISHED, ENDED.
YOU START FIRING
AROUND A CROWD LIKE THAT,
- YOU'RE GONNA HAVE
A RIOT ON YOUR HANDS.
- WHAT RIOT?
THESE KIDS
ARE ALL PILLED UP.
THEY'RE GONNA HEAR
A COUPLE OF POPS, TONELLI.
A COUPLE OF POPS
AND SOME BACKGROUND
ROCK 'N' ROLL MUSIC.
SUPPOSE HE'S GOT THE KID
WITH HIM? HE'S BEEN USING
HER AS A SHIELD.
THEN WE GOT TO AIM
A LITTLE HIGH, YOU KNOW?
NOW YOU WAIT JUST
ONE FRICKING MINUTE, DEITZ.
WE'RE TALKING ABOUT
AN EX-COP'S DAUGHTER HERE.
I GOT MY PROBLEMS
DOWNTOWN ON THIS.
I'M GETTING
A LOT OF HEAT ON IT,
YOU UNDERSTAND?
YOU CAN TELL THAT RICH
FUCKING WHORE CLAYTON
THAT HE CAN SEND THE CHIEF
OF POLICE HIMSELF DOWN HERE
PERSONALLY TO KICK
MY ASS IF HE WANTS TO.
I AIN'T SENDING NO KID
THROUGH NO CROSSFIRE.
YOU GOT THAT?!
NOW, COME ON, LET'S SEE
WHAT WE GOT OVER THERE.
WHY DON'T YOU GO UP THERE,
CHECK THE ATTIC?
YES, SIR.
- COULD BE RATS UP THERE.
- WHAT THE HELL'S A RAT
GONNA DO TO YOU?
HE CAN'T EAT YOU.
A TIGER OR SOMETHING,
THAT'D EAT YOU. GO AHEAD.
ALL RIGHT, WE'LL PLACE ONE
OF YOUR TRIGGER-HAPPY FAGGOTS--
- ONE OF MY WHAT?
- DON'T WORRY ABOUT IT.
WE'LL PLACE ONE OF MY MEN
UP THERE WHERE YOU ARE.
- THAT'S BETTER.
- IT'LL BE DARK.
WE'LL PUT THE MONEY
OVER HERE. THE NUT
COMES THROUGH THE DOOR,
THEN EVEN IF HE'S GOT
THE GIRL WITH HIM,
WE'VE GOT A CLEAR SHOT
AT HIM. CLEAR ENOUGH.
NO CROSSFIRE,
NO RIOT, NO BULLSHIT.
- YOU GOT IT?
- OKAY, TONELLI.
WE'LL WORK TOGETHER
ON THIS ONE.
I'LL GIVE YOUR MAN
FIRST CRACK AT IT.
BUT IF HE SCREWS UP,
I'M GONNA PERSONALLY WASTE
ANYTHING THAT'S MOVING.
THANK YOU, MISS.
YEAH, GIVE ME A 10-90.
NEW YORK CITY
ANIMAL REGULATIONS RECORDS.
YEAH, BARNES. BARNES.
NEW YORK CITY
ANIMAL REGULATIONS RECORDS!
GIVE ME
THE GODDAMN ADDRESS,
ALL RIGHT?
YEAH, ALL RIGHT.
THANK YOU.
- ( Gus cackling )
- ( dog growling )
HO, I GOTCHA!
THAT'S A GOOD BOY.
IS THIS ALL RIGHT?
IS THIS THE ONE
YOU WANTED ME TO PUT ON?
YEAH, THAT'S IT.
MY MOTHER
USED TO LIKE BLUE.
SHE AND THE OLD MAN
USED TO GO TO CONCERTS
ALL THE TIME.
CARNEGIE HALL
AND ALL THAT.
SHE'S BURIED
OVER IN BROOKLYN.
WE OWNED THE WHOLE
GODDAMN BLOCK.
IT'S A VERY PRETTY DRESS.
YOU LOOK VERY NICE
IN IT, TOO.
I WANT YOU TO HAVE IT.
YOU CAN KEEP IT, OKAY?
THANK YOU.
IT'S ALL RIGHT.
I'LL MAKE IT ALL BACK
ANYWAY, WITH INTEREST--
A MILLION DOLLARS' WORTH.
BUT I TOLD YOU,
MY FATHER DOESN'T HAVE
A MILLION DOLLARS.
YOU JUST KEEP IT UP,
GO AHEAD.
MAYBE YOU CAN CONVINCE ME,
BUT YOU BETTER HOPE NOT,
BECAUSE IF I DON'T
GET MY MONEY, YOU KNOW
WHAT'S GONNA HAPPEN TO YOU.
- MY FATHER
WAS A POLICEMAN.
- YOU'RE A LITTLE LIAR.
THINK YOU CAN SCARE ME
OFF SAYING THAT?
YOU KNOW WHAT
MY MOTHER USED TO
DO TO ME WHEN I LIED?
SHE USEDO
TAKE ME BY THE EAR,
DRAG ME IN THE KITCHEN
AND WASH MY MOUTH OUT
WITH SOAP.
IS THAT WHAT YOU WANT ME
TO DO TO YOU?
TODAY-- I MEAN,
THIS MORNING,
IT WAS MY BIRTHDAY.
WE WERE GOING
TO THE BALLET
AND SOMEPLACE SPECIAL
FOR DINNER.
HAD A HEAVY DATE, HUH?
WITH MY FATHER,
NOT WITH A BOY.
I NEVER HAD
A REAL DATE YET
WITH A BOY.
AW, CRAP.
IT'S KIND OF FUNNY,
HERE I GOT 1,000 DOGS
THAT DON'T HAVE NO TAG,
AND YOU COME IN HERE
WITH A TAG THAT DON'T
HAVE NO DOG.
I DON'T CARE ABOUT THE DOG,
I GOTTA FIND THE GUY THAT
USED TO OWN THE DOG.
HEY, THIS HAS BEEN
ONE HELL OF A CRAZY DAY.
I'M BUSY. IT'S CLOSE
TO QUITTING TIME.
OH, I GET IT. MONEY TALKS
AND BULLSHIT WALKS, HUH?
THAT AIN'T NICE.
THAT AIN'T NECESSARY.
OKAY, PLATED
ON THE NECK CHAIN.
PEOPLE FIX THEM UP
LIKE THAT WHEN THEY GOT
A SPECIAL DOG AND THEY DIE.
THAT'S AN OLD NUMBER,
MAYBE 10, 15 YEARS.
THE GUY THAT DROPPED THAT TAG,
HE'S WANTED BY THE COPS.
HE GRABBED MY KID,
HE'S STILL GOT HER.
YEAH, I KNOW PEOPLE
LIKE I KNOW MY DOGS
AND I BELIEVE YOU.
I HOPE THE RECORDS GIRL
HASN'T GONE HOME YET.
YOU'D BE SURPRISED
AT THE RECORDS WE GOT HERE.
IT CAN BE
FILED UNDER ANYTHING--
DOG BITES, STRAYS,
MISCELLANEOUS ANIMALS.
WE'RE GONNA BE HERE
FOR SOME TIME, YOU KNOW?
I TOLD MARIA HERE
ABOUT YOUR KID STORY,
SHE'S GONNA STAY LATE
AND HELP OUT.
- WATCH YOUR HEAD.
- DON'T WORRY, WE'LL FIND IT.
WE'VE GOT ALL
THE GODDAMN RECORDS,
THEY WONDER
HOW WE SPEND 15?.
BUT WE AREN'T LOOKING
FOR ANY 15?.
DO YOU THINK YOU COULD
GET THIS BOX DOWN FOR ME?
YEAH, WHY NOT?
SURE.
RECEIPTS LIKE THAT STARTED
WITH FIORELLA LAGUARDIA.
EVERYTHING BEFORE 'EM
WAS ALL GRAFT.
DOLLAR IN YOUR POCKET,
DOLLAR FOR THE CITY.
THE NUMBERS,
THEY MAKE A JUMP HERE.
THIS SERIES--
THIS IS IN 1964.
WATER FLOODED IN HERE
IN '72, SOAKED THE WHOLE
GODDAMN PLACE.
DON'T WORRY, WE SAVED
MOST OF IT, RIGHT?
IF IT ISN'T
IN THESE LICENSE RECEIPTS,
WE'LL GO ON
TO THE RABIES SHOTS
RECORDS.
WE'LL KEEP DIGGING.
DON'T WORRY ABOUT
THE OVERTIME,
I ALREADY PUNCHED OUT.
( dogs barking )
I'LL TAKE CARE OF THIS,
JUST GET LOST, OKAY?
STAY OUT HERE.
SERGEANT BARNES,
POLICE DEPARTMENT.
JUST STAY OUT.
WHAT ABOUT THE SEALS,
WHALES AND WILD HORSES?
ALL DOG FOOD.
WHAT THIS COUNTRY
FEEDS DOGS, YOU CAN
FEED ALL OF INDIA.
LIKE ONE SICK STRAY,
PUT HIM AWAY
AND THE NEWSPAPERS
ARE HAVING A SHIT-FIT.
I GOT ANOTHER FIVE YEARS.
WHEN I RETIRE THEY
CAN HAVE IT.
WHEN I FIRST STARTED
YOU COULD DRIVE OUT
TO BROOKLYN.
Maria:
NO, THESE ALL HAVE
THE FIRST THREE
NUMBERS RIGHT.
WHAT WERE THOSE
LAST TWO NUMBERS AGAIN?
OH, WAIT A MINUTE.
2-9-0-5-7-0.
71, 72,
73, 74, 75,
- I GOT IT.
- ( gun cocks )
RUN. GO AHEAD, RUN.
LISTEN TO ME, BARNES.
I FOUND HIM.
I GOT THE GUY'S
NAME AND ADDRESS.
- WHAT THE FUCK
ARE YOU DOING?
- POLICE BUSINESS.
NOW MOVE OUTSIDE,
MR. BOYD.
- SURE, BUT LET'S
CALL IT IN FIRST.
- OUTSIDE.
- FOR CHRIST'S SAKE,
IT'S A KIDNAPPING!
- I GOT ONE CASE
TO WORRY ABOUT,
AN ESCAPED FUCKING
PRISONER-- YOU!
AND THAT'S THE ONE
I'M GONNA TAKE CARE OF,
ONE WAY OR THE OTHER,
ALL RIGHT?
- NOW MOVE. MOVE.
- PLEASE, OFFICER,
LET ME HAVE THE NAME.
- I CAN CALL.
- GOD DAMN IT, BARNES,
THERE'S NO TIME.
DO SOMETHING SO I CAN BLOW
YOUR HEAD OFF. MOVE.
YOU HAVE EVERY RIGHT
TO BE PISSED, BUT DON'T
TAKE IT OUT ON MY KID.
IT'LL TAKE FIVE MINUTES.
YOU'VE GOT THE ADDRESS.
JUST CALL IT IN!
DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND?
THAT PAPER, THAT'S THE ONLY
CHANCE MY KID HAS GOT?
I'M GONNA TAKE IT
AND THROW IT DOWN
THE FREAKING SEWER.
- NOW MOVE.
- ( gunshot )
MY LEG! MY LEG!
HELP! HELP ME!
HELP!
( screaming )
FOR GOD'S SAKE!
MARIA?
GET HIM OFF!
TAKE IT EASY, FELLA.
WE'LL GET YOU OUT
OF HERE IN A MINUTE.
GRAB HIM BY THE ARMS!
BETTER CALL AN AMBULANCE
BEFORE THE MAGGOT
BLEEDS TO DEATH.
HEY, SOMEBODY CALL
AN AMBULANCE!
- GUS SOLTIC.
- BAKER AVENUE?
IT'S AN ADDRESS
IN THE SOUTH BRONX,
ISN'T IT?
- I GO HOME THAT WAY.
- I CAN TAKE THE PELHAM LINE.
- IT'S A PRETTY
BAD NEIGHBORHOOD.
- YEAH, I KNOW.
- YOU SHOULD REALLY
DO SOMETHING FOR THAT.
- I DON'T NEED NOTHING.
- THE POLICE COULDN'T HELP?
- YOU SAW HOW THE COPS
HELPED ME.
THEY'RE NOT ALL AS BAD
AS THIS ONE.
IF THIS GUY SOLTIC
SMELLS THE COPS COMING,
WHO KNOWS WHAT
HE'LL DO TO KATHY?
BESIDES, I WANT
THIS BASTARD MYSELF.
YOU SHOULD HAVE A WEAPON
OR A GUN OR SOMETHING.
- YEAH, I WISH I HAD A GUN.
- MY BROTHER HAS A GUN.
- BUT HE'S OVER IN BROOKLYN.
- WHERE DO YOU GET OFF?
185th.
HEY, THANKS.
HOW OLD'S YOUR DAUGHTER?
13 TODAY.
- HER BIRTHDAY? TODAY?
- YEAH, HOW ABOUT THAT?
I BOUGHT HER TICKETS
TO THE BALLET, YOU KNOW?
SHE'S CRAZY
ABOUT THE BALLET.
I KNOW THIS SOUNDS FUNNY,
BUT YOU KNOW WHAT I
KEEP THINKING?
- HUH-UH.
- I'M SORRY SHE ISN'T
GOING TO BE THERE.
IT'S THAT BALLET.
I DON'T EVEN KNOW
IF SHE'S ALIVE
AND I KEEP THINKING
ABOUT THE GODDAMN BALLET.
IT'LL BE ALL RIGHT.
YOUR STOP.
OH YEAH.
OKAY, I'LL SEE YOU.
OKAY.
( yelling in Spanish )
Maria:
HEY! HEY!
I DECIDED TO WALK
WITH YOU,
TELL YOU WHICH SIDE
OF THE STREET TO STAY OFF OF.
WON'T YOUR OLD MAN
BE LOOKING FOR YOU?
WHAT OLD MAN?
( speaking Spanish )
TAXI!
( whistles )
WHERE YOU GOING, MAN?
( speaking Spanish )
- TAXI! HEY, TAXI!
- ( tires screech )
I NEED YOUR HELP.
3925 BAKER AVENUE.
I DON'T KNOW
ABOUT BAKER AVENUE, MAN.
EVERYTHING GONE OVER THERE.
- MIGHT NOT BE NO-- HEY!
- WHERE YOU GOING, MAN?
GOING WITH ONE OF OUR CHICKS,
WE CUT YOUR NUTS OFF.
SHE'S HELPING ME
FIND THIS ADDRESS.
THEN GET YOUR ASS OUT
OF BORINQUA AVENUE.
I'LL TAKE HIM OUT,
HE ALREADY PAID ME.
- LIKE SHIT.
- YEAH, LIKE SHIT.
- ( gang yelling )
- GET OUT OF HERE NOW.
- I CAN HELP YOU.
- GO, NOW.
- Boy: MOVE, PUTA!
- ( tires screech )
I GOT NO REASON
TO MESS WITH HER,
AND I SURE GOT NO TIME
TO MESS WITH YOU.
I ONLY WANT TO FIND
THIS GUY SOLTIC.
WELL, THEN YOU FIND HIM,
YOU DIG IT?
YOU FIND HIM, ASSHOLE.
GET THE FUCK
OUT OF HERE.
Boy #2:
CUT HIM.
( screams )
HEY, MAN, COME ON!
COME ON!
Woman:
MAN, THAT'S A MEAN
BUNCH OF CHILI PEPPERS.
- LET'S GET OUT OF HERE.
- 3925 BAKER AVENUE.
WHAT'S THE MATTER
WITH THESE PEOPLE?
YOU. YOU'RE THE WELFARE,
THE CREDIT MAN OR A COP.
- WHAT'S THAT MEAN?
- WHY ELSE DOES A WHITE MAN
COME HERE ASKING QUESTIONS?
YOU PUSH TOO HARD,
PEOPLE GONNA PUSH BACK.
YOU WHITE FOLKS BROUGHT SLAVES
OVER HERE TO PICK COTTON
AND MAKE YOU RICH.
AND WE'VE BEEN A PAIN
IN YOUR ASS EVER SINCE.
- BUT DID YOU LEARN?
HUH-UH, NO, SIR.
- TELL ME ABOUT IT.
NOW, INSTEAD OF NIGGERS,
YOU DONE BROUGHT IN
THE PUERTO RICANS.
AND THEY A PAIN
IN THE ASS TO EVERYBODY.
GO, MAN! COME ON!
GO! GO!
( dog growling )
HELLO, CLAYTON?
HERE IT IS.
At 9:00 P.M.
the concert starts.
the music's playing,
everyone's having a good time.
ONE GUY GOES BEHIND
THE BANDSTAND, WALKS INTO
THE MAINTENANCE BUILDING.
HE COMES OUT
LEAVING THE MONEY.
NO COPS, NO NOTHING.
YEAH, I GOT IT--
ONE GUY ALONE.
RIGHT.
ALONE. RIGHT.
AND I'LL HAVE A KNIFE
ON THE KID ALL THE TIME,
YOU UNDERSTAND?
I'LL CUT
HER GODDAMN HEAD OFF.
Okay, fucking Hampton
Richmond Clayton III?
9:00 P.M., AND NO SHIT WITH
THE SERIAL NUMBERS, RIGHT?
THEY'RE ALL MIXED UP,
THEY'RE IN A SUITCASE,
ALL $100 BILLS.
- YEAH, 10,000
$100 BILLS, RIGHT?
- ( clatters )
- WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?
- NOTHING, NOTHING.
- I DROPPED SOMETHING.
- YOU LYING BASTARD!
YOU BUGGING THIS PHONE?
NO, NO, NO. LOOK.
WE GOT THE MONEY.
- WE GOT THE MONEY HERE.
- WE? WHAT'S THE WE SHIT?
YOU GOT IT AND I GOT
THE GODDAMN KID.
YOU. YOU!
GET OVER HERE.
TELL HIM YOU WANT TO GO
HOME OR I'LL KILL YOU.
- I...
- TELL HIM.
SAY IT!
I WANT TO GO HOME!
PLEASE, HE'S GONNA KILL ME!
OKAY? YOU HEAR THAT,
SUCK-TOOTH?
AND YOU TOLD ME
YOUR FATHER WAS
A GODDAMN COP.
( chuckles )
IT'S TIME TO GET
THE POT OF GOLD
AT THE END OF THE RAINBOW,
SWEETMEAT.
I-- I'D BETTER CHANGE.
ROCKEFELLER PLAZA,
BAKER AVENUE.
GOT TO BE ON
THIS BLOCK SOMEWHERE.
EXCUSE ME, LADY,
WE'RE LOOKING FOR A MAN--
WHITE MAN, HE LIVES
ON THIS BLOCK SOMEWHERE,
HAD A KID WITH HIM.
3925, GOT A DOG.
- COUPLE OF THEM AROUND HERE.
- THERE HE IS, THERE HE IS.
- THERE GOES THAT MOTHERFUCKER.
- WHAT'S THE NAME OF THAT MAN
YOU'RE LOOKING FOR?
- SOLTIC, GUS SOLTIC.
- GUS SOLTIC.
SOLTIC? OH, YOU MEAN
THE MOLE MAN.
WORKS DOWN
IN THEM STEAM TUNNELS
UNDER CENTRAL PARK.
CRAWLS DOWN THEM PIPES
WITH ALL THE RATS.
- SHIT, THAT SUCKER IS CRAZY.
- WHERE IS HE NOW?
THAT'S THE MOLE MAN'S
BUILDING RIGHT OVER THERE.
( gang yelling )
COME ON! LET'S GO!
YO, FELLAS!
COME ON, LET'S GO!
COME ON, YEAH!
THERE HE IS!
MOVE! MOVE!
- DAMN IT!
- GET THAT MOTHERFUCKER!
GRAB HIM! GRAB HIM!
GET HIM NOW!
GO THE OTHER WAY!
GO THE OTHER WAY!
GET HIM!
GET HIM!
HE'S GETTING AWAY!
GET HIM NOW!
( Boyd grunts )
- OH SHIT, BRO.
- KILL HIM, MAN!
MOTHERFUCKER!
HEY, MAN, YOU SEE
A GUY COME RUNNING
BY HERE WITH A KID?
NO, I DIDN'T SEE NOBODY.
I DIDN'T SEE NOBODY.
DADDY!
WE'VE GOT YOU NOW.
GONNA CARVE ME A PIECE
OF YOUR ASS, MOTHERFUCKER.
( gang yelling )
YOUR ASS IS MINE, POP.
( screams, thuds )
( distant police sirens
blaring )
I'VE GOT TO GET A HOLD
OF ONE OF YOUR LIEUTENANTS.
Boyd:
HEY, HELP ME, WILL YOU?
- Cop: WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?
- I GOT TO GET A HOLD
OF A GUY FROM
THE MAJOR CASE SQUAD,
LIEUTENANT TONELLI.
Cop:
FUCKING UNDERCOVER
ASSHOLES
WITH YOUR LONG HAIR
AND TENNIS SHOES.
DIAL BRONZE-52,
CODE THREE.
- ( radio warbles )
- FUCKING MADE-IN-JAPAN SHIT.
- YOU ALL RIGHT?
- YEAH, THANKS.
- I OWE YOU ONE.
- Cop: HERE, YOU TAKE THIS.
LIEUTENANT TONELLI,
WHERE THE HELL IS HE?
Woman:
He's on a stakeout,
they're paying a ransom.
RANSOM? WHAT DO
YOU MEAN RANSOM?
- GET TONELLI, GOD DAMN IT!
- No can do.
- he's holding position
behind the stage.
- WHAT STAGE? WHERE?
- At the concert,
Central Park, tonight.
- SONS OF BITCHES.
- WHAT THE HELL
ARE YOU DOING?
- WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
- I'M GOING
TO GET MY DAUGHTER.
- YOU'RE GONNA GET KILLED
- IS WHAT YOU'RE DOING.
- TONELLI DOESN'T KNOW SOLTIC
WORKS UNDER THE PARK
AND HE AIN'T GONNA BE
DOING WHAT THEY THINK.
WON'T BE LONG NOW, KID.
WE GOT 'EM RIGHT
WHERE WE WANT 'EM.
YOU AND ME.
EXCUSE ME, EXCUSE ME!
POLICE BUSINESS.
- LIEUTENANT TONELLI,
MAJOR CASE SQUAD.
- I DON'T SIGN AUTOGRAPHS.
- I WANT YOU
TO DO ME A FAVOR.
- I DON'T SING BALADI.
LISTEN, HONEY,
WHEN YOU START
PLAYING TONIGHT,
NO MATTER WHAT HAPPENS,
JUST KEEP PLAYING LOUD.
NO PROBLEM.
NO PROBLEM.
THE MONEY SURE LOOKS
AS REAL AS HELL, DON'T IT?
TELL THOSE GUYS
TO QUIT SCREWING AROUND,
IT'S ALMOST TIME
TO PUT THE MONEY WHERE
I TOLD YOU.
A JOINT. NOT GONNA
DO THIS TOO MUCH MORE.
( machines humming )
( train clacking )
- HEY, I'M SORRY.
- ABOUT WHAT?
ALL THAT SHIT.
GETTING YOU MIXED UP.
DON'T BE.
I'M NOT SORRY. REALLY.
- ( man talking over P.A. )
- ( crowd cheering )
Okay, it's about time.
I think we're gonna go!
We're gonna get it on,
and here they are!
- Let's here it for them!
- ( rock music playing )
( muffled rock music
playing )
SOUNDS LIKE THEY'RE WAITING
FOR US UP THERE, DON'T IT?
WHO?
THEY THINK THEY'RE
GONNA CATCH ME WHEN
I GET THE MONEY.
THEY THINK I'M COMING OUT,
BUT I'M NOT COMING OUT.
MAYBE YOU'RE NOT, EITHER.
MAYBE WHEN WE GET
THAT MONEY
WE CAN BOTH GO OFF
TOGETHER SOMEWHERE,
- ME AND YOU.
- BUT YOU TOLD THEM
THAT YOU'D LET ME GO!
- YOU PROMISED!
- MAYBE YOU WON'T
WANT TO GO BACK.
YOU'LL BE RICH.
THINK ABOUT IT, OKAY?
- Boyd: YOU STAY HERE.
- Maria: YOU GIVE
THE ORDERS, HUH?
- THAT'S RIGHT!
- HEY, JUST MAKE SURE
YOU COME BACK.
BOYD, YOU'RE FUCKING UP
A STAKEOUT.
- TONELLI, LISTEN TO ME.
- NO, YOU LISTEN TO ME.
YOU'RE UNDER ARREST.
THE GUY'S NAME
IS GUS SOLTIC,
HE WORKS IN THE TUNNELS,
IN THE PIPES UNDER HERE.
- WHAT?
- HE'S GONNA COME UP
UNDER THAT BUILDING.
UNDER IT?
OH SHIT.
DEITZ, GIVE ME
THAT RADIO.
( over radio )
Tonelli to Anderson.
- Anderson, come in.
Come in.
- ( gunshot )
KATHY! NO!
ANDERSON, COME IN.
Come in!
Did you get him?
- Damn it!
Anderson, over!
- ( gun clatters )
YOU STUPID BASTARDS.
I TOLD YOU NO TRICKS
OR I'LL KILL THE KID.
KATHY!
SOLTIC, YOU'VE GOT
THE MONEY, LET HER GO.
( gunshot )
YOU IN THERE!
LISTEN TO ME!
- YOU'VE GOT THE WRONG KID!
- I DON'T GIVE A SHIT
WHO I GOT,
I'VE GOT THE MONEY,
DON'T I? HUH?
DUMB, FUCKING
COP BASTARDS.
I'M GONNA KEEP HER!
? I'M GONNA KEEP HER,
I'M GONNA KEEP HER. ?
( gun clicks )
CHRIST.
- I FUCKED UP, LIEUTENANT.
- NO, YOU DIDN'T, SON,
I DID.
Tonelli:
JUST HOLD STILL NOW.
TRY NOT TO MOVE.
YOU'RE GONNA
BE ALL RIGHT.
( creaks )
ALL RIGHT,
GET AN AMBULANCE IN HERE,
I GOT A WOUNDED OFFICER.
MY HOME DOWN HERE, KID.
I KNOW IT LIKE
THE BACK OF MY HAND.
NOW YOU STAY
REAL CLOSE TO ME,
OTHERWISE THE RATS
ARE GONNA GET YOU.
KATHY!
PLEASE, MISTER,
LET ME GO.
I PROMISE
NOT TO TELL ANYONE.
YOU DON'T REALLY WANT THEM
TO FIND US, DO YOU?
BECAUSE IF HE DID,
HE'D RUIN IT FOR US,
WOULDN'T HE?
MILLION-DOLLAR BABY.
WHY-- WHY'D YOU DO THAT?
KATHY!
Boyd:
KATHY!
- DADDY!
- ( gunshot )
- SOLTIC, LISTEN TO ME.
- GET AWAY FROM US!
LISTEN TO ME!
I DON'T CARE ABOUT YOU,
THE COPS OR THE MONEY.
KEEP THE FRIGGING MONEY!
JUST LET MY KID GO!
WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
STOP IT! DADDY!
OVER HERE!
( gunshots )
DADDY! DADDY!
( giggling maniacally )
( electricity crackling )
DADDY!
DADDY!
WE DID IT.
WE'RE ALL CLEAR.
( cackling )
Kathy:
YOU KILLED HIM!
- Soltic: GOT THE MONEY!
- Kathy: LET GO OF ME!
- LET ME GO!
- ( Soltic laughing )
WE CAN BE TOGETHER
YOU AND ME.
? HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU. ?
( gunshot )
( growling )
GET BACK!
Boyd:
GET BACK!
( gun firing )
KATHY, GET OUT!
SHE WANTS
TO BE WITH ME.
- YOU'VE GOT THE MONEY.
- I WANT THE MONEY FOR HER.
WE'RE GONNA HAVE
FINE THINGS AGAIN,
LIKE IT USED TO BE.
IT'S GONNA BE PERFECT.
WE'RE GONNA HAVE EVERYTHING
WE WANT.
NOW GET OUT OF HERE
AND LEAVE US ALONE!
- GET OUT OF HERE!
- KATHY, DON'T BE AFRAID.
GET OUT OF HERE!
HE WON'T HURT YOU.
Boyd:
JUST GO ON.
SEE?
SHE WANTS TO STAY
WITH ME. RIGHT?
KEEP GOING
UP THE LADDER.
PLEASE.
I WANT YOU TO STAY.
COULD YOU PLEASE STAY
SO EVERYTHING COULD
BE RIGHT AGAIN?
UP, RIGHT ON
OUT THE TOP. GO ON.
NO.
I LOVE YOU,
LITTLE GIRL.
I'M GONNA KILL YOU.
( gun clicking )
( yells )
( grunting )
( gunshot )
DADDY.
YOU ALL RIGHT?
THANKS. HUH?
- YEAH, I GUESS SO, BUT...
- BUT WHAT?
I STILL DON'T WANT
TO GO BACK TO MOMMY'S.
- I LOVE YOU VERY MUCH.
- YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL, KID.
- THANKS.
- YOU'RE LUCKY, JUST LIKE
YOUR OLD MAN.
COME ON.
? WON'T YOU TELL US JUST
WHAT'S ON YOUR MIND? ?
? WHY DO YOU RUN
AND HIDE? ?
? COULD IT BE
THAT YOU HATE TOO MUCH? ?
? DO YOU EVEN HATE
THE MAN INSIDE? ?
? NIGHT JUGGLER ?
? TREAT ME LIKE A PUPPET
ON A STRING ?
? NIGHT JUGGLER ?
? DO YOU WONDER WHAT
THE NIGHT WILL BRING? ?
? WON'T YOU TELL US JUST
WHAT'S ON YOUR MIND? ?
? WHY DO YOU RUN
AND HIDE? ?
? COULD IT BE
THAT YOU HATE TOO MUCH? ?
? DO YOU EVEN HATE
THE MAN INSIDE? ?
? WON'T YOU TELL US
JUST WHAT'S ON YOUR MIND? ?
? WHY DO YOU RUN
AND HIDE? ?
? COULD IT BE
THAT YOU HATE TOO MUCH? ?
? DO YOU EVEN HATE
THE MAN INSIDE? ?
? NIGHT JUGGLER ?
? NIGHT JUGGLER ?
? NIGHT JUGGLER ?
? NIGHT JUGGLER ?
? NIGHT JUGGLER. ?