Street Vengeance (1995) - full transcript

(tense orchestra music)

(slow dramatic music)

(snorting)

- Man, I wish I could.

I just can't.

- [Linda] That's good, Rick.

- It's very good.

- It's the price.

I could cut this, cut it, cut it again.

I still couldn't make my nut.

- Are you saying I overcharge?



- No, but I gotta make a living, man.

- No, Rick.

What you got to worry about is something

much more basic.

You gotta worry about how to stay alive.

See, you haven't even seen
my finest merchandise, yet.

What do you say we give
sweet cakes, over there,

a little demonstration?

- You're crazy.

- Nobody calls me crazy, except my mother,

and she's dead.

Self defense.

- Hey, Carl, that shit ain't funny.

Some shit just ain't funny, man.



Respect.

- You're right, big brother.

He's my portable consciences,
and back breaker.

- How about a free jolt, honey?

- Free jolt?

I don't know.

- What are you trying to do?

She doesn't need anymore.

Leave her alone.

- [Linda] I do, baby.

(slow erie music)

(screaming)

- [Tony] Yeah. Yeah.

- Nice and warm , huh, nice and warm.

(screaming)

- [Rick] You're crazy, man.

- I'm crazy.

(gun firing)

- [Tony] Christ, Carl!

That's fucking loud!

Somebody's gonna hear us!

- [Freddy] Carl, it's
just too fucking loud.

We gotta get the fuck out of here.

- Anybody here know first aid?

- No.

- No.

- Too bad.

(screaming)

- [Ricky] I'll buy, man, I'll buy.

I'll buy.

- Just remember, I was doing you a favor.

- [Freddy] See you later Ricky.

Tony.

(suspeneful music)

(upbeat casual music)

- Hello, boys.

- How you doing, Lieutenant?

- Ready to do some work?

- Sure.

- Ready as I'll ever be, Lt. McAllister.

- Things have been getting
a little quiet for you,

lately, St. Clair?

- No, Lieutenant, things are just fine.

- Because I've been
hearing things about you.

Things like, you're a cowboy.

- Well, my record speaks for itself.

- You record has blood on it!

We're looking for results, not mayhem.

Capiche?

- [Ben] Yeah, capiche.

- Alright,

well, we have learned
that some of our friends

on the street have been getting
a little ambitious lately.

- Well, there's definitely been
a lot of increased activity

with coke buys.

- Al,

we just like you and your
partner to raise your levels

of awareness.

That's departmental mumbo
jumbo I'm supposed to use.

It means, watch your asses.

- Wanted to see us?

- Yeah Johnny You and Lou are gonna

be part of a new four-man unit.

When one teams takes a call,

the other backs them up, okay?

You rotate.

- Who's first in rotation.

- It's gotta be us, Lou.

Seniority.

- Age before beauty.

(phone ringing)

- Yeah.

Uh-huh.

Yeah, okay.

We got an OD.

You guys better take care of it.

Right.

(orchestra music)

- Ricky, Ricky, Ricky.

You really did it, this time, pal.

- I didn't do nothing.

- I'm gonna call for the meat wagon.

- Ricky.

Better come clean.

You think those guys
were bad, Benny, here,

he's a real killer.

- Bullshit.

Benny.

- Yeah.

- This guy don't think you're bad.

Okay.

- You better start talking.

- I want a lawyer.

- You want a lawyer.

I'll be your lawyer.

Now, are you gonna tell
me who your friends are?

Got a murder wrap on you.

- Just sleeping, man, she's okay.

- This look like a beauty nap, huh, pal?

Talk!

- I don't know anybody's last name.

That guy was Carl.

We had a thing about price!

I say nothing without my lawyer!

- Thank you.

Wasn't so bad, was it?

- [Lieutenant] You guys are terrific.

- [Benny] Thanks, Lieutenant.

- Terrific assholes, that is.

Who told you you could
treat a suspect like that?

- What the fuck?

What are you talking about?

- Your buddy, Rick.

He says you put a few bruises on him,

in addition to the ones Carl gave him.

- [Benny] That's bullshit.

- Why didn't you just bring him in?

Keep the shit to a minimum.

He claims St. Clair was with him alone.

- I was with him.

- You were in the room all the time?

- I was.

- Right.

Very convincing.

- Lieutenant, this guy's girlfriend OD's,

and he's whining about a few bruises?

- Look, you bring him in.

We interview him here,

where we can record it and tag team it.

I'm watching you, St. Clair.

- Did Rick give you anything to go on?

- Yeah, another deal is going down.

Remember our old friend, Lennny?

- Yeah.

- Well, she's getting
into some new action,

according to the scumbag.

Don't be a cowboy, St. Clair.

- Not me.

- I want effective cops, not heroes.

We might be dealing with
a cocaine cartel, here.

- No way.

These guys are
independents, I can feel it.

We'll put them out of business.

- [Lieutenant] Unless
they get to us, first.

- Jeez, Lieutenant, what
kind of thing is that to say?

- Never mind, I feel like shit today.

I got a feeling, and I don't like it.

I just don't want to lose any cops.

Stay close to your partner, Al.

- Right.

(slow downbeat piano)

- Shouldn't we open the curtains,

and get some light in here?

Sweetie, aren't you going to work?

- Yeah, I am.

- Mm hmm, no tie?

Shave.

- I'm undercover today.

Come here.

How about lunch?

- I gotta get to work.

- Alright.

(suspenseful music)

- [Al] Why don't you come in for lunch?

- [Ben] I should be pushing
on, Linda will be back soon.

- You can do it noon or anytime.

She's your steady girl, right?

So, you miss this opportunity,
you'll have another one,

like a bus.

- What are you saying, Linda's like a bus?

- Nah, too sensitive to
say something like that.

Now, you coming in?

- Yeah.

- Mm, now this is living.

- Stay for some lunch, Benny?

- Mom, Dad,

I got into a car accident.

- Allison.

- I just need a ride to he
mechanics to go pick it up.

- We need to talk.

- I guess we'll have to.

I have no wheels to escape with.

- She wrecked her car.

- Ben, I'm sorry about lunch.

- Ah, it's okay.

Listen, why don't you get some rest.

We got a big afternoon ahead of us.

- What big afternoon?

- It's nothing.

- Yeah, it's just routine.

- It's like I'm living with two spies.

I never know what's
going on with you or her.

- Honey.

- No, we have company now.

Why don't you go take a
shower, relax a little?

The two of you, trying
to be Clint Eastwood!

Heroic, stoic. All the ic's.

Strong, silent, and never
share what's going on.

- It's the cop diseases, Mag.

You don't take your shit home.

- Oh, please.

I'm sorry.

I'm just so frazzled.

Alan taking risks on
the street, and Allison,

hanging out with low lifes.

- You want me to go talk to her?

- I wish you would.

- Okay, I will.

Got anything you want to talk about?

- You're not gonna play cop
with me, are you, Benny?

That's my father's job.

- I think I know already
what the problem is, Alli.

- What are you talking about?

- Look.

A little bit of play is one thing,

but if you get heavily into it.

Shit, Allison.

What's the word?

Party?

- Yes.

(sighing)

- You only have to do one thing at a time.

And only for yourself.

You want to go get your car now?

- Yes.

- Let's go.

(ringing buzzer)

- I don't like this sort of buzzer.

This ain't our territory.

- It's gonna be.

(ringing buzzer)

- Who's that?

- [Carl] It's your mother.

- Just a minute.

What's up, Carl?

- You could be.

Can I get you something?

- No man, no.

- I appreciate the thought though.

- Sounds kinda pissed.

Thanks.

- Weatherman says it's going
to snow in the Valley tonight.

(laughing)

(snorting)

(clearing throat)

(sniffing)

Hey, hey, hey.

- What?

(snorting)

I'm sorry.

Want some?

- No thanks.

- Hey I don't mind?

- Ha I guess you don't.

(snorting)

- How is it?

- It's okay.

- No it's a purp.

- We're not in the market right now.

- Lenny you've been in the
market since I've know you.

- I have to pass Carl.

It's a cash flow thing.

- Cash flow?

Look around this place it's
like a fucking library man.

If you didn't spend so
much money on these books,

you'd have some money for some fun.

Man you don't want to buy from
me that hurts my feelings.

- It's just business.

- How can I persuade you?

- You're just asking too much.

Anyway it'd be better to
wait for things to cool down.

What you did wiping out Rick's girlfriend.

- Very cool though.

I mean here you are business as usual.

- Why should he give 'em?

- You must have heard that we got popped.

- So?

- Shit Carl.

- So, Ricky was bad
little boy and got hurt.

He's not stupid enough
to say anything is he?

Is he?

(groaning)

- Okay.

The word is yes.

Rick got popped and he named you.

You're trouble man.

- [Carl] You've go that right.

- Look nothing personal,

but you ought to stay out of
sight until things cool down.

- I came here to make a deal.

So let's make a deal.

What do you say?

- Sure Carl.

Sure.

- Let's see what's behind
door number one huh.

I'll take that.

- [Carl] Freddy, Freddy.

Give the lady her merchandise.

- Okay.

This is for you.

(slow suspenseful music)

- Hey Ben where the hell you going?

- I'm going to check up
on these two assholes.

- Oh.

- Hey what are you guys on
permanent lunch break here?

- Jesus you scared the crap out of me.

- You're going to screw up
this operation St. Clair.

- Oh yeah well I'm not one sitting right

underneath that goddamn window.

Who told you guys to park so close?

- Drop dead asshole.

- Yeah why don't you watch
your end of this street?

- Look at this bagel.

Just keep your eye on that window ah.

- Did you piss him off?

- It's so easy.

(slow suspenseful music)

- I can't believe we're still here.

- The tip was good just
have a little patience.

- You guys hear anything yet?

- [Man On Radio] Not a thing.

- Let's call it a night.

- Come on guus just give me another hour.

- [Man On Radio] Look we're out of here,

you guys can stay if you want.

- Yeah alright.

- Well I say we stay.

Are you with me?

- Yeah.

(slow suspenseful music)

(snorting)

- [Lenny] Guys you're going to be sucking

up everything you sold me.

- Well it's just so good.

(laughing)

- Come on, come on, come on, come on.

(snorting)

Hand it over, hand it over.

- Jesus.

- We gotta get Stephan to (mumble)

- Let's see what's on the old radio here.

- [Man] It's getting late.

- [Lenny] Yeah yeah.

- You want me to hold that thing?

- [Lenny] (mumble)

(radio blaring)

Just stop it.

- Hey Carl.

- [Lenny] Take it easy.

- Carl listen to this

- [Lenny] It's between...

- No, no, listen, listen to this.

- [Lenny] Don't you worry he got it okay.

He got it.

(dramatic music)

- Didn't I tell you fucking
moron, we're bugged.

- Who is this motherfucker?

Who is this fucking asshole here.

Huh, huh?

- What are you talking about?

Here, here.

(guns firing)

- [Al] Kyle hold on.

(slow piano music)

Drop you weapon.

(guns firing)

- Let's get the fuck out of here.

Fuck.

- God.

(guns firing)

- Fuck.

I'm going to get help.

- Those fuckers going to pay.

- You fucking kidding me man are you sure?

- What do you think I
would have left him there

if there's a chance I
would have got him out?

Huh, huh, do you?

- No, no I don't think that.

Stop it man.

- I want that bastard.

I want that fucking bastard cop.

- You want to get a cop now?

- What the fuck did I just say huh?

What is this coke induced alchemizes?

- I remember, I remember,
let's get the motherfucker.

- Well then let's fucking go.

- What do you think man?

- I want that motherfucker.

Come on let's go.

Move it, move it, get
the fuck out of here.

- Man it's a fucking red light.

- I don't give a shit

Hit this motherfucker.

- Alright, we're going, we're going.

God dammit man are you (mumble).

I can't fucking believe it.

Fuck.

Fucking Freddy man.

- I'm sorry man.

You're one of my few good
friends that's still alive.

(laughing)

Freddy would have liked that.

- [Radio Announcer] Today
a police detective...

- Honey do you want some more coffee?

- [Radio Announcer] Alan
Shubert a 17 year veteran with

the police department
sustained a gunshot wound

in an a drug stakeout in a residential.

- Oh my god.

- Honey, take it easy.

- Is he okay?

Are you?

- It's minor it's nothing.

- When I hear about these close calls Ben

Seems I don't even want
to know what's going on.

- Look.

we had everything under control.

Things just went a little wrong.

- You think you're immune to mistakes.

- I don't want to talk about it at home.

- You can be such an asshole.

Honey.

All I'm trying to say
is don't shut me out.

No drink.

You're still on duty?

- Yeah.

You know you'd make a good detective.

- Well I'm taking a home course.

- Look I don't want to
talk about the job at home.

- I don't like this.

- I've trained myself to keep the silence,

except with my partner.

- I am your partner.

- We've been over this territory before.

- If it's this bead when
we're living together.

What will it be like when we're married.

- Well for one thing, I won't
have a problem remembering

your last name when we
it's the same as mine.

- Yeah that's it,

just keep kidding around
and duck the real issue.

- Honey.

- No.

(melodic music)

(camera snapping pictures)

- You're stupid, he's going to be alright.

- Yes.

- He may loose a little
strength in that arm,

but it will come back to him.

- It's just so close.

So close Ben.

Don't let him go back to work.

- What?

- You can talk to him.

He doesn't want to retire.

He wants to stay on the street.

- It's not so bad.

- For a kid maybe, he's not a kid.

- Right, he's a grown up.

He's gotta choose Maggie.

- I'm afraid he'll choose a bullet.

- I can't believe it.

- Allison.

(crying)

Allison.

(dramatic piano music)

- Come a little closer.

Just a little closer.

That's right, come on,
that's nice right there.

Smile.

(Snapping pictures)

- You doing okay?

You seem a little spaced out.

What is it the coke?

- Are you going to arrest me?

- No.

- Maybe my father will when

he gets out of the hospital.

Leave me alone, leave me alone.

- I'm sorry I didn't mean to scare you.

Hey I'm just taking some
nature shots out here.

Let me ask you something?

Did you loose this?

- No, no.

- It's alright, it's alright,
I'm no stranger to nose candy.

- Where did you find that?

- You want it?

- No.

- Alright then, more for me later on.

I'm Tony.

- I'm Allison.

- I'm just out here
doing some nature shots

for my photography class.

Can I take your picture?

- [Frank] Nobody brings you?

- Excuse me Lieutenant, but
I don't need an opinion poll.

- He's not dead, he's going to be alright.

- I should have been faster.

- Hey the way this works out
for AL, he can retire early.

- He don't want to retire.

- How do you know that?

Maybe he's a little tired
after all these years.

- Look, Al's a good cop, we need him.

I made you a promise, I
mean I delivered these guys.

- Why don't you just take a few days off.

I know the case.

- I'd have to assign you somebody new

you need time to shake into a new team.

I don't need a new partner, I'll go solo.

- No way this is too dangerous a bunch

of shmucks for you to tackle by yourself.

- Look Frank.

- Shut up take the time off.

That's a departmental request.

♫ Henrietta, Henrietta, Henrietta.

- Henrietta.

You darling.

Yo.

Henrietta, sweetie, sweetie.

Hi Sweetie, how's it going?

- Shitty.

The guy back in room 12 is giving me shit.

- Ohh, you know where to reach doc?

- Hey.

- Hey, hey darling, hay is
for horses I ain't no horse.

I could be a hearse.

- Well you're in a great mood.

- I had death in the family
so stay out of my face okay.

- Look I'm just trying to run a business,

I'm just trying to cope.

- I know and it's a very good business,

because you see, you are recession proof.

You have the one thing
that everybody wants.

Fun.

Fun, fun,

and more fun.

- Let me tell you
something about fun Carl.

Adding nose candy to the menu.

Just ain't working.

Either they won't buy or they won't pay.

I got a guy back there who
just sucked up six lines

and won't pay.

- That's what I'm here for.

I am your protection.

- Hands off my slugger.

I don't need protection.

- Okay, well your problems
are my problems sweetie.

So why don't we go see
your friend back in 12.

(snorting)

- It's about time darling.

I don't like to be kept waiting.

(snorting)

Playing games now honey-pie.

- Yeah, guess who honey-pie?

I hear we got a problem
with you not paying

for your fun huh scumbag, huh.

What seems to be the problem here fella?

You pay for your food
at the market don't ya?

And you pay for your gas at
the gas station don't ya?

Well then can you think of any reason

why you wouldn't want to
pay for your fun here?

Huh?

I didn't think so.

Where's his wallet?

(whimpering)

And you got plenty too.

Is this enough?

Does she deserve this?

Does she deserve this?

- Yes.

- You be a good boy and
I'll see you next time.

- Excuse me Mr. Luigi,

like me to finish the massage?

On the house?

- Yeah it's so good.

- Stay there, stay there.

Yeah.

- Yeah.

- Yeah, yeah that's good.

You look terrific.

Hey where you going?

- You got one.

- (mumble) you bitch.

Alright, no more pictures.

- You're hung up on your camera.

- Hmm,

yeah.

There are other things I like.

- Name two.

- Parties.

Let's see parties.

(slow dramatic piano music)

- [Tony] Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Carl (mumble) this is Allison.

Leslie how you doing?

(playful music)

(laughing)

(suspenseful music)

- New girlfriend?

- Yep.

Cause you know I don't mind sharing.

- Who is she?

- Um, you know that cop we almost did?

- The older one.

- That's his daughter.

- What?

You sick fuck what are you doing?

Huh?

What are you bringing her here for?

- Relax man, that's our
ticket to St. Clair.

Okay, that's his partner's little girl.

(laughing)

- You cool fuck.

- Hey initative chief.

- Would you stop with the fucking camera?

You're going to get me killed
with what's on that thing.

- No, no, that ain't gong to happen.

- I'm saving two bullets.

Next to the last luvex for my baby here.

- Smile.

(laughing)

- Ben where are you going?

You're not even on active duty.

- I can't just sit.

- Honey, you can't go after
those guys on your own either.

Listen why don't we go away.

- After,

after this is over.

(slow dramatic music)

- I thought I told you
to take some time off.

- I did and now I'm back.

Lieutenant,

I,

it's better for me if I keep working.

I can't just sit around.

- Well at least your timing is good.

I just got a call on an assault case.

Looks like some shit stirred
up by your buddy Carl.

Massage parlor this time.

Check it out.

Thanks Lieutenant.

(kissing)

- I shouldn't have let you drive me home.

(laughing)

- Come on baby I drive
better when I'm wasted.

- I can't my parents upstairs asleep.

- I'm sorry.

- Drink your coffee.

- You sound like my ex wife.

I didn't mean that as a slam.

- Oh no?

- What is it?

- It's so funny, I'm enjoying myself.

My dad.

He almost died you know.

- I'm real sorry about that.

- It's not your fault.

(slow music)

- Let's see what your room looks like.

- I don't know.

(laughing)

- Can we go back to your place?

- I've got roommates.

Come on I'll sleep with you real quiet.

Come on.

Come on.

(laughing)

- Hey let's have a talk.

- You just wrecked a class A cigar.

- That's not the information I was after.

- Information we don't have.

- We got holistic massage.

Good therapy for uptight
individuals like yourself.

- I'm supposed to be uptight,

I'm a cop.

And I'm not in a good mood.

- You need help.

We can whip those tight muscles
of yours into submission.

- Maybe in the next lifetime,
right now I got a question.

You know a guy named Carl?

- As in Karl Marx?

That's the only Carl I know.

- Let's me see your address book.

- No way.

- Thank you very much.

The City Police Force thanks you.

(slow funk music)

(suspenseful dramatic music)

- What do you want?

Who are you?

- Alright, I'm a friend of Allison's.

I'm just looking for a little snack.

If you don't believe me go
upstairs and ask Allison.

She's upstairs sleeping.

(punching)

(screaming)

(firing gun)

(whimpering)

- [Man On Radio] All units gunshots.

(screeching tires)

- Don't wait up.

(screeching tires)

(moaning)

- Shhh don't try to move.

- Allison help her.

(knocking)

(moaning)

- Hang in there.

They are on their way.

- What happened?

What happened?

- He took her.

- Who?

- Some stranger.

And somebody carried her out.

(screaming)

- Holy shit.

(whimpering)

- Fucking shit.

- This is fucking personal now Frank.

- Yeah I guess it is.

- I'm going after those scumbags
whether you like it or not.

- Alright you're back on the case.

- Alright I got an address.

I think it's their place.

- The paramedics are right behind us.

I'll let them in and then we'll go.

- Is he alright?

- Yes it's going to be alright.

(slow heavy bass music)

- Wake up.

(whimpering)

- You're going to be real sorry Tony.

(laughing)

- I already am sorry baby.

- My godfather Ben's a cop.

- So what?

- You see me shaking at all?

- You better let me go.

I'll scream.

- I like to hear you scream.

(spitting)

Mhhmm, do that again.

- Screw you.

- We can do that later.

Again.

- Where are you taking me?

- Oh honey relax we're just
going to another little party.

(screeching tires)

- Why don't you put the fucking guns away?

You can look around if you want to,

but Carl's not here.

- Let's check this place out.

(suspenseful slow eerie music)

- (mumble)

- [Tony] Hurry Carl.

Who the fuck is this?

- I live here.

Who are you?

(screaming)

Oh god.

What are you doing here?

- No time to explain sweetie.

Going to wait for Uncle Ben

then we're going to have
a big fucking party.

(phone dialing)

- [Carl] Yeah.

- The cops are here.

They're looking around and
asking some serious questions.

- Don't say nothing
and stay off the phone.

Shit.

- Who's on the phone?

- Nobody.

- Crank call?

- The cops found out where we live.

(dial tone)

- Who was that?

- Wrong number.

- I'm going to leave a couple of men here

to watch you Leslie.

- Big fucking deal.

- And we'll be listening
to every phone call.

So feel free.

- Go fall in a deep
well Mr. Office McGraff.

- You think you're very
fucking smart don't you?

- Yeah I think I'm very fucking.

- I think we should invite them

all over here and have a big party.

- We could take 'em.

- What you think this funny?

You think this is a big fucking joke?

Huh, you better get your
goddamn wits about you

if you want to be around here tomorrow.

- I may have to bring the Feds in.

It's kidnapping now.

- I'm staying.

- You go home.

- Linda.

Linda.

- [Tony] Let's go out the
back way through the alley.

- [Carl] Make sure you
keep a firm grip on that.

- Down here.

(moaning)

- Why can't you just let Allison go?

- Shut the fuck up or I'll
trade you for Freddy right here.

- You're hurting me.

- Sit lady.

- Sit down princess.

- There's a car out there

and there's a man standing next to it.

- That ain't him.

He's a real fucking
pest go get rid of him.

- Maybe we should get out of here?

- Maybe you should just
go do what I fucking said.

Huh, I'm waiting for St. Clair.

When we're done with him then we leave.

- Fine Carl, I'll go take care of him.

- Where the fuck are you going?

- We're all going to go to jail.

- No we're not going to go to jail

if you just shut the fuck up.

- I hate you, you fucking asshole.

- Ain't she beautiful.

She's a perfect fucking women.

Huh?

- I'm leaving now.

- You're going nowhere.

Sit down.

(slow eerie music)

(gasping)

- Alright detective.

- Maybe we should get out of here?

- No.

- You're right we need a
place with a better aim.

- Come on let's go.

(moaning)

- No.

Get up.

- Don't touch her.

- Knock it off.

- Come on, come on, come on.

(screeching tires)

(screaming)

- I'm going to go get the coke.

I'm going get the coke.

- We are going to wait.

We are going to wait
right here for St. Clair.

He will be here he's the bulldog type.

- You guys leave us here.

You got plenty of time to get away.

- Shut up.

I think what you need
is a little diversion.

You've already had this
one haven't you Tony?

- [Tony] Sure did.

- How was she?

- [Tony] Adequate.

- Fuck Carl.

- What?

Like he never cheated on me?

Is that what you're telling
me, you never cheated on him?

Huh?

- I never.

- What to do you think?

Maybe I should try my luck
with the cop's wife huh?

- Be my guest.

- Looks like you could be a lot of fun.

(upbeat suspenseful music)

Why don't you just relax.

You maybe here for awhile.

- I haven't done anything to you.

This is crazy.

- No, I got real problem with that word.

- Well I only meant.

- I know what you meant.

What you meant was something like.

Why me?

Well I'll tell you why sweetheart.

Because your boyfriend killed my brother.

And that was a wound
straight through my heart.

He made a mistake and I (mumble).

And I've got you.

- You know there is
nothing you can do to me

that will bring him back.

God I feel sorry for you.

- You don't have to feel sorry for me.

You see I've got you.

See I got you sweetheart.

(screaming)

And what I'm going to do you
girl until Uncle Ben gets here

is I'm going to experience just what

the hell he experiences with you see.

So open up.

(gasping)

Don't move

Something bad can happen.

Don't move, don't move.

Don't move.

Could be fatal.

(whimpering)

You like that?

Does it feel good, it good?

Not now Tony.

- We've got to move the coke now,

we've got to move the coke, okay.

- Where's the other one?

- Leslie's watching her.

- Leslie's watching her?

- Yeah.

- Did you give her a gun?

She's watching her with no gun?

- Yeah.

- Go get her and bring her in here.

- Okay look do her,
wait for the cop, okay.

Can you just wait on that man?

I'll come back.

(crying)

- Is that thick enough for ya?

Come here.

Let's go.

(slow music)

- Jesus.

Please let us go.

- I ain't he'll kill me.

- Carl's going to kill you
anyways, don't you that?

- What do you want me to do?

- Just give me a gun.

- Don't you get it?

He didn't kill anyone.

- Just give me a gun.

- This gun is empty.

Do you see what I'm talking about?

- There's just one
thing left for us to do.

Do you know where his phone is?

- Why?

(screaming)

- Who you talking to?

What you doing?

You're suppose to be watching her.

Oh what are you doing?

Are you going to shoot me?

Go ahead shoot me.

- No Carl.

I wasn't going to shoot you.

- I didn't think so.

You don't have any trust huh.

(gun firing)

(slow dramatic music)

(gun firing)

- Hey scumbag.

(gun firing)

(gun firing)

(gun firing)

(gasping)

(gun firing)

(upbeat dramatic piano music)

(blaring sirens)

(moaning)

- Hey Ben.

Come on.

Go ahead.

Got a clear shot?

Go ahead pull the trigger.

Let's see what happens.

'Cause I might twitch
and she might be gone.

What if I flinch?

What if my finger even twitches huh?

You going to take that chance?

You going to take that chance go ahead.

Go ahead, go ahead, pull
it, pull it, go, go, do it.

(whimpering)

(gun firing)

(downbeat music)