Look (2010): Season 1, Episode 10 - Episode #1.10 - full transcript
(static crackles)
- [Announcer] Previously on "Look."
- [Man] You guys, I'm gonna let you in
on a little secret, okay?
- Paint balls?
You guys are the ones that shot my dad?
- Oh, Jesus Christ.
- I love it.
(tape whirs)
- Strip club?
I don't know, Andy.
- Ah, oh my god, it's Dan the weatherman.
- In the polyester.
- It would be my honor
to give you a complimentary lap dance.
- Here we go.
- Have a good time, big guy.
- I'm one of the world's best 21 players.
If you want to learn, I'll teach you.
Do what I tell you, not
what I did, okay, kid?
- All right.
- Don't ever listen to him again.
- Every poet, painter, author,
musician spent their careers trying
to dissect this intangible
torture called heartbreak.
- I gotta take a dump.
- So what about you, dog?
You banging any more bitches or what?
(Tom grunts)
- Rich bitch.
(grunts)
(Stella shouts)
Married fucking chick from Beverly Hills
that's fucking faker than Michael Jackson.
Oh, that's fucking good shit, man.
- There's just one more thing
I wanted to tell you right quick.
- That's how you have product
with the intent to distribute.
- Hey.
You all alone in there?
- Excuse me, miss, I think it's.
(woman shouts)
- (scoffs) Get out of here.
That guy gave me a creepy vibe.
(Ron whistles)
- [Ron] See if I can make her
lift her fucking dress up.
Let's see if I can make
her lift her dress up.
Hey.
(speaks in foreign language)
(woman speaks in foreign language)
(speaks in foreign language)
(woman speaks in foreign language)
(speaks in foreign language)
Hey, you want to.
Here.
Hey.
Huh.
(speaks in foreign language)
Sorry.
Hey, when I first made the motion
to tell her to lift her dress up,
she kind of, like, started looking around.
I think, like, if her mom wasn't there,
she might've done it.
- [Soldier] Huh?
- [Ron] I think, if her mom wasn't there,
she might've done it.
(eerie electronic music)
(camera whirs)
(whimsical music)
- Okay, come on, eat up, buddy,
and then you can go play some games.
(phone rings)
- I gotta take this.
- Now?
- It's my sister, she's
been depressed lately.
- She's always depressed.
- And you, no more
pizza, you're on a diet.
- You can have as much pizza as you want.
Don't blow your nose on your shirt.
(phone rings)
- Hey, baby, what's shaking?
- Listen, I got popped.
- [Stella] What?
- I got popped.
- Yeah, I heard you the first time.
What do you mean you got popped?
What are you, a balloon?
Hey, listen, sweetie, I'm with Leonard
and the kids right now,
so let me call you back later.
- No, no.
Fucking, listen, you can't call me later.
I got busted, I'm in fucking jail.
- You got arrested?
- [Tom] Yes, turns out my
supplier was a fucking narc.
They got me on a Class A with
an attempt to distribute.
It is total fucking
bullshit, but I am fucked.
- You didn't mention me, did you?
- No, no, I didn't fucking mention you.
Look, I need you to get down here
and bail me the fuck out.
- Wait, what are you, crazy?
I'm with my family.
How the fuck am I gonna explain that?
Oh, excuse me, Leonard,
I gotta run downtown and bail out the guy
I've been banging behind your back
for the last six months.
- I don't give a fuck
what you tell your fucking faggot husband.
Tell him to get down here with you.
Bring him, okay?
I need him down here to be my lawyer.
- Are you out of your fucking mind?
- Listen, I am fucking desperate, Stella.
Don't put me in a situation
where I'm gonna say something
both of us are gonna regret, okay?
It's not gonna take a genius to figure out
I can't afford $5,000 worth of cocaine
on my shitty shop salary.
- Are you threatening me?
How dare you fucking threaten me?
- No, look, they're
making me hang up, okay?
I gotta go.
I'm not threatening you, I love you,
just get the fuck down here.
Come now.
- Fuck, fuck, fuck.
Piece of shit.
Aw, fuck.
Fuck.
Shit.
Fuck.
Fuck.
(sniffs)
Ah, shit.
(sniffs)
Fuck.
I dropped my fucking
contact lens, all right?
Fuck.
Fuck.
(blows)
Shit.
Aw, fuck.
Oh, shit.
Shit.
Fuck.
(sighs)
- Is your sister on a window ledge?
What too you so long?
- My sister?
Oh, yeah, no, my sister's fine,
but the funny thing happened though.
Just as I hung up with her,
that guy from the body shop
that fixed your bumper?
He called me.
Remember him?
- No.
- The guy that fixed your
bumper at the body shop.
- The guy with the mustache?
- No, the guy who did the actual fixing
of the bumper, the bald guy,
Tim, Tom, something like that.
- Oh, yeah, the scummy
guy with the tattoos?
Yeah, I vaguely remember him,
only because he struck me
as such a scumbag lowlife.
He called you?
Why the fuck's he calling you?
- I know, isn't that bizarre?
He said that he had my cell phone number
from the time that I had
to go pick up your car,
and I guess he remembered
that you're a lawyer,
and I guess he got himself arrested.
Now he wants to hire you to
defend him, bail him out.
- Stella, I'm a copyright attorney.
- You're a lawyer.
I mean, the law's the law, right?
I mean, can't you just
help the poor guy out?
I mean, he did a really
good job on your car,
and he sounded incredibly desperate.
I mean, he called me
as his one phone call, for God's sake.
I talked to him, what?
Once, six months ago?
Hello.
- Stella, forget it, okay?
What are you, kidding me?
The court'll appoint him
an attorney, all right?
Jesus Christ.
- Look what we won.
- What?
Oh, you won that?
- Yeah.
- You guys won that?
That's great.
Good boy.
Ah, stick them up.
- Don't teach them to shoot people.
What's wrong with you?
- You don't shoot people, okay?
Your mother's absolutely right.
Don't point guns at people.
(dishes clang)
- I'm angry.
- I'm angry too.
Look, just take a deep breath,
count to five, follow procedure.
- No, no, no, it's not like that.
I mean, look, I can talk to
you about this stuff, right?
I mean, I don't have to worry?
- You can tell me anything you want.
I'm your partner, remember?
- Good, I just, I mean,
I'm worried about my anger.
I've just been getting real
angry lately, everything.
Everything's been making me too angry.
My fuse, it's, like, this short,
and I fear that it could
get beyond my control.
Now, I'm not saying that it will,
I'm just saying that I fear it could.
- Well, the fact that
you're aware of that,
that's a good sign, right?
- Yeah.
- I mean, have you talked with some
of the counselors about it?
- No, no, it's not a big deal yet.
- Look, it's private.
You can tell them anything.
Well, almost anything.
(laughs)
- It's just, some of these guys.
Look, how are we supposed
to stay professional?
I'm not a robot.
I mean, some of these scumbags,
they just need to be punished.
I mean, they're back on the
street in 10 minutes, you know?
If the lawyers, and the courts,
and the suits could see
what we see out here
every day, all fucking night.
- Stop, stop, stop.
- They would fucking lose,
they would.
- Stop it.
Don't even go there.
Just get that out of your head.
I mean, you focus on that,
you're gonna go crazy.
I mean, that's like telling a
tree to be a car, all right?
You wear yourself out screaming,
but at the end, it's still just a tree.
Focus on one perp at a time.
♪ Like it's hot ♪
♪ 'Til I get to the top ♪
♪ 'Cause I can do anything ♪
♪ I can live like a king ♪
♪ I can live out a dream ♪
♪ Movie star, silver screen ♪
♪ Like a sun, watch me high ♪
♪ Shining star in the sky ♪
♪ I won't quit, I can't stop ♪
♪ 'Til I get to the top ♪
♪ See what doing you would do ♪
♪ Always stay true to you ♪
♪ Share in the experience
now, so beautiful ♪
♪ References shaking up ♪
♪ New paths blazing up ♪
♪ Your soul starts anew,
and then you raise it up ♪
♪ Raise it up ♪
♪ Now potential's unblocked ♪
♪ Multidimensional spots, they unlock ♪
♪ These local situations
build new foundations ♪
♪ No falling on pavement ♪
♪ Fortune, you ain't braving ♪
♪ So significant ♪
- Wait a second, what are you doing?
(Armani giggles)
- I'm just showing you my appreciation
for all the times you taught me
what to wear for the weather,
Dan the sexy man.
- But, but, but, but, but.
- But, but, but, but, shh.
♪ I live how I want ♪
- Wait a minute, are
we allowed to do this?
(Armani giggles)
- Who's gonna know?
(giggles)
(Dan gasps)
(Dan sighs)
♪ I can do anything ♪
♪ I can live like a king ♪
(helicopters whir)
- [Ron] All right, it went up.
Oh, shit.
(shouts)
Yeah!
Yeah!
(shouts)
Second Platoon, Bravo
Company, 37 Infantry,
conducting an air assault
mission into Iraq, two, 12, 2008.
- Yeah, right there, good,
that right?
Fill up.
- You did it again, yeah.
(people shout)
- Yeah.
Hey, you know.
- All right.
- I gotta rub you, can't lose.
Maybe I'll give some
rubbing, can't lose, man.
But you're doing, just like it,
you're learning now what I told you,
'cause you're gonna win.
Well, not like me.
I mean, you see those kind of feel,
especially a young kid,
you don't know what you're doing.
You'll call them on the cell phone.
You'll call them on the cell phone,
you go to table six at eight o'clock.
- [Man in Blue Shirt] Oh.
- All right, hey, all right.
Hey.
(people cheer)
- Oh my god.
- You see what I tell you?
You get to a point where you win so much,
but then, what do you do?
Hey, you give up, you give up.
- Dan the Weatherman.
- All right.
- All right, man, have a good evening.
(Andy laughs)
- [Andy] Come on, admit
it, you had fun in there.
- [Dan] Aw, no, it was okay.
- [Andy] Okay?
- [Dan] Yeah.
- You were smiling so big,
you bruised your ears.
You and Armani seemed to hit it off.
What happened in that little private room?
- She gave me a lap dance, that's all.
You know, she's actually
a really nice girl.
She has a son,
and she told me that she's using the money
that she makes stripping
to put herself through nursing school.
- She give you a lap
dance or an interview?
(Dan laughs)
All right, I'm glad you had fun.
- Yeah, let's get out of here.
- You know what?
Shit, I think I forgot my phone.
I'll be right back, all right?
♪ Beats are for supper ♪
♪ Sucker punch motherfuckers ♪
♪ This ain't rap, this some other ♪
♪ This ain't rap ♪
Hey, Armani, is it done?
- Hold on one second.
♪ Your mother would be sickened ♪
One sec.
♪ If she knew I taught
her little daughter ♪
(people chatter)
- This is none of your business.
(people chatter)
- Hey.
What's her business?
And all, what's her business?
Do you understand?
- Hey.
- Do you understand me?
- Is it ready?
- Absolutely, Strada,
of course it's ready.
Hold on one second.
- [Stripper] Baby, you see all the guys
that came in with the money today?
- Here you go, Arnie.
Like I was saying before
I was rudely interrupted,
you cannot come to work drunk.
♪ Man, another jam ♪
♪ Know my shit, other jams ♪
- Now remember, you promised
to blur my face out when this airs.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.
- All right.
- Scout's honor.
All good.
- All right.
(helicopter whirs)
- [Ron] Oh, shit.
Oh, man, kill, kill, kill.
Go, go, go.
Go, go.
Let's go.
- Ah, die, fuckers.
(laughs)
(shouts)
- [Man] Yeah.
♪ Who am I to feel so broken ♪
♪ All new words have been spoken ♪
♪ Where have all my day's gone ♪
- Oh my god.
♪ Who am I to be so needy ♪
- Holy fucking shit, fuck yeah.
♪ All my friends ♪
♪ Call me greedy ♪
- I fucking nailed that dude
in his balls.
(shouts)
♪ Just because ♪
- That guy was a little bitch.
♪ I wear my coat on a summer's day ♪
♪ Bluebirds singing a song for me ♪
♪ Run about the graveyard
and skeleton tree ♪
♪ Bluebirds sing a song for me ♪
♪ So I can feel like I'm
where I'm meant to be ♪
♪ Who are you to call me lazy ♪
♪ Telling me how to spend my days ♪
♪ I decide my own rules ♪
♪ Fate ♪
♪ Bluebirds sing a song for me ♪
♪ So I can feel like I'm
where I'm meant to be ♪
(people clap)
- Woo.
- Yeah.
- Sometimes, I just want to shoot them
in the fucking head, you know?
- That sounds bad.
- I mean, these people (coughs)
these people are scum.
They're human shit.
- Yeah.
- And if our job really was
to clean up the streets,
oh, man, I guess that's why
some people love Batman, you know?
- I love Batman.
- You know what, like,
take that guy tonight.
Hey, sir, what are you doing?
- No.
- All right, no, I know.
- No!
- He was drunk.
- Yeah, what about those other two fucks?
Put your hands on the car.
- Get your fucking hands off her.
- Put your hands on the car.
- Come on.
- Stay down.
- Put your hands on the car.
Stay right there.
- Arrest her.
- Do not move.
What about that other fuck?
That fucking Russian fuck.
- I oughta bitch slap you.
Motherfuck, I oughta bitch slap you.
On the ground, you little
piece of shit, little pig.
- I almost pulled out my piece right there
and plugged that Russian motherfucker
right between the fucking eyes.
- Well, I'm glad you didn't,
because the dashboard
cam video would've been
on YouTube tonight, and I was having
a particularly bad hair day,
not as bad as your bad hair day,
but pretty bad hair day.
- Will you look at me?
You see how I get myself all worked up?
How do you do it?
How do you stay calm on this job?
- Easy.
I beat the shit out of my wife
and kids when I get home.
(laughs)
- You're like, I can't, fucking bullshit.
- Okay, take it easy.
- Shew, fuck, man.
- What?
- Man, you stunk the whole place up.
Go in there and light some matches.
- I don't smell nothing.
- Course not, it's your fucking shit.
Man, your guts must be sickening, man.
Have you ever eaten a vegetable?
- How, don't take this out on me.
I'm fucking here for you every time
we have one of these Amanda dramas.
There's no need to be so nasty.
- Nasty?
You're the most cantankerous
motherfucker I know.
- Yeah, but I'm lovably cantankerous.
I'm like one of the hecklers
on "The Muppet Show," you know?
There's a big difference.
(car engine whirs)
(door beeps)
Anyways.
- Aw, fuck.
- There he is, the rock star.
Hey.
- What are you doing here, Dad?
- He's a rock star.
This guy's got a voice
better than Elvis Presley.
I tell you, he has the
greatest voice ever.
Did I tell you I almost gave this to him?
Back in '73, when I used to
run around, him and Tonya.
I used to go to Vegas,
stayed at the Hilton, penthouse.
I taught him everything I know
about 21 and counting cards.
He gave this to me.
These things better impress the greatest,
greatest, greatest.
- Do you have a reason for being here?
'Cause I'm fucking busy.
- A father needs a reason
to see his only begotten son?
Come here, give me a hug.
Come here, come here.
- Jesus Christ.
- How you doing, Tommy?
- I'm great, Mr. Gaines.
It's Carl, actually, but, yeah.
- Oh, nice night, isn't it?
Hey, give me a hug here, huh?
I'm so proud of you, proud of you.
You know Bunny?
- Never met her before in my life.
- Oh, really?
Look, I got something for you.
I got 5,000 for you.
- Five grand?
- Where'd you get this?
- Count it if you don't believe me.
- I believe you, where'd you get it?
- Look, I'm sorry I lost the reward money.
I should never play the
horses, you're right.
I went back on the 21
table, and I'm hitting.
I'm back the way I'm
supposed to do, what I know.
Let me rub some off on you.
Let me rub some luck off on you.
- Stop that, stop, stop.
- No, I'm lucky, and you
don't understand it, son.
Let me rub some more luck on you.
I'm telling you, is, something
happens, it's wonderful.
I'm back to where I'm
supposed to be thanks to you.
I love you, I love you.
Best thing in the world, my
kid, best thing in the world.
Give your old man one more hug, huh?
Listen, I'll have that other
money before you know it.
I'm on a roll, I'm on a roll.
See you, Tommy.
My kid's the best thing.
Oh, wait a minute, I gotta
prove something to you?
You know why my kid's a good singer?
Because I taught him.
♪ Gambling man, gambling man ♪
♪ Where you roll ♪
♪ Gambling man, gambling man ♪
♪ Where's your home ♪
♪ Gambling man, gambling man ♪
♪ What's your game ♪
♪ 21, 21 is my claim ♪
(laughs)
I'm on, kid.
I'll get the rest back to you.
The kid's got a voice,
you should hear him,
he's got a voice.
It make Presley sound like a dump.
He's so good, my kid's so good.
Proud of him, I'm proud of him.
(Carl laughs)
- Stay in your chair.
- I will.
Just let me, let me look.
- Stay in your chair.
- Just let me look at it.
- [Willie] Nothing, Carl.
(Ron pants)
- [Ron] On the right side?
Yo, Garcia.
- [Soldier] Keep going.
- [Ron] Hey, Garcia, it's
on the right side, right?
(pants)
- [Soldier] I think on your left.
- [Soldier] Left, go, go, go.
(horn blows)
Go, keep moving.
Got this window, got this window.
(people speak in foreign language)
- [Ron] Prepare to die, motherfuckers.
(people speak in foreign language)
- [Soldiers] Let's go,
talk, talk, hear you.
Get them the fuck out.
Go ahead, Alpha.
- [Ron] Let's go.
My room, my room, my room.
All right.
(pants)
My room, my room, my room.
(metal clangs)
(soldiers chatter)
- [Soldier] Room to the
right, room to the front.
- My room, my room.
- [Soldier] Watch the carpet.
- [Ron] Room clear.
- [Soldier] Room clear.
Check.
- [Soldier] This room's clear.
- [Ron] Wait, we should
check those closets.
Clear.
(gun fires)
(soft electronic music)
(car whirs)
(soft folk music)
♪ Hey, firecracker ♪
♪ It's the Fourth of July ♪
♪ Float down the river ♪
♪ Let's light up the sky ♪
♪ What independence ♪
♪ I'm working this month ♪
♪ Tools are still locked in your truck ♪
♪ I got a reckless and dangerous mind ♪
♪ I wasn't always so fit to be tied ♪
♪ Under that billboard
where we left our mark ♪
♪ I see your cigarette dance in the dark ♪
(lively accordion music)
- [Announcer] Previously on "Look."
- [Man] You guys, I'm gonna let you in
on a little secret, okay?
- Paint balls?
You guys are the ones that shot my dad?
- Oh, Jesus Christ.
- I love it.
(tape whirs)
- Strip club?
I don't know, Andy.
- Ah, oh my god, it's Dan the weatherman.
- In the polyester.
- It would be my honor
to give you a complimentary lap dance.
- Here we go.
- Have a good time, big guy.
- I'm one of the world's best 21 players.
If you want to learn, I'll teach you.
Do what I tell you, not
what I did, okay, kid?
- All right.
- Don't ever listen to him again.
- Every poet, painter, author,
musician spent their careers trying
to dissect this intangible
torture called heartbreak.
- I gotta take a dump.
- So what about you, dog?
You banging any more bitches or what?
(Tom grunts)
- Rich bitch.
(grunts)
(Stella shouts)
Married fucking chick from Beverly Hills
that's fucking faker than Michael Jackson.
Oh, that's fucking good shit, man.
- There's just one more thing
I wanted to tell you right quick.
- That's how you have product
with the intent to distribute.
- Hey.
You all alone in there?
- Excuse me, miss, I think it's.
(woman shouts)
- (scoffs) Get out of here.
That guy gave me a creepy vibe.
(Ron whistles)
- [Ron] See if I can make her
lift her fucking dress up.
Let's see if I can make
her lift her dress up.
Hey.
(speaks in foreign language)
(woman speaks in foreign language)
(speaks in foreign language)
(woman speaks in foreign language)
(speaks in foreign language)
Hey, you want to.
Here.
Hey.
Huh.
(speaks in foreign language)
Sorry.
Hey, when I first made the motion
to tell her to lift her dress up,
she kind of, like, started looking around.
I think, like, if her mom wasn't there,
she might've done it.
- [Soldier] Huh?
- [Ron] I think, if her mom wasn't there,
she might've done it.
(eerie electronic music)
(camera whirs)
(whimsical music)
- Okay, come on, eat up, buddy,
and then you can go play some games.
(phone rings)
- I gotta take this.
- Now?
- It's my sister, she's
been depressed lately.
- She's always depressed.
- And you, no more
pizza, you're on a diet.
- You can have as much pizza as you want.
Don't blow your nose on your shirt.
(phone rings)
- Hey, baby, what's shaking?
- Listen, I got popped.
- [Stella] What?
- I got popped.
- Yeah, I heard you the first time.
What do you mean you got popped?
What are you, a balloon?
Hey, listen, sweetie, I'm with Leonard
and the kids right now,
so let me call you back later.
- No, no.
Fucking, listen, you can't call me later.
I got busted, I'm in fucking jail.
- You got arrested?
- [Tom] Yes, turns out my
supplier was a fucking narc.
They got me on a Class A with
an attempt to distribute.
It is total fucking
bullshit, but I am fucked.
- You didn't mention me, did you?
- No, no, I didn't fucking mention you.
Look, I need you to get down here
and bail me the fuck out.
- Wait, what are you, crazy?
I'm with my family.
How the fuck am I gonna explain that?
Oh, excuse me, Leonard,
I gotta run downtown and bail out the guy
I've been banging behind your back
for the last six months.
- I don't give a fuck
what you tell your fucking faggot husband.
Tell him to get down here with you.
Bring him, okay?
I need him down here to be my lawyer.
- Are you out of your fucking mind?
- Listen, I am fucking desperate, Stella.
Don't put me in a situation
where I'm gonna say something
both of us are gonna regret, okay?
It's not gonna take a genius to figure out
I can't afford $5,000 worth of cocaine
on my shitty shop salary.
- Are you threatening me?
How dare you fucking threaten me?
- No, look, they're
making me hang up, okay?
I gotta go.
I'm not threatening you, I love you,
just get the fuck down here.
Come now.
- Fuck, fuck, fuck.
Piece of shit.
Aw, fuck.
Fuck.
Shit.
Fuck.
Fuck.
(sniffs)
Ah, shit.
(sniffs)
Fuck.
I dropped my fucking
contact lens, all right?
Fuck.
Fuck.
(blows)
Shit.
Aw, fuck.
Oh, shit.
Shit.
Fuck.
(sighs)
- Is your sister on a window ledge?
What too you so long?
- My sister?
Oh, yeah, no, my sister's fine,
but the funny thing happened though.
Just as I hung up with her,
that guy from the body shop
that fixed your bumper?
He called me.
Remember him?
- No.
- The guy that fixed your
bumper at the body shop.
- The guy with the mustache?
- No, the guy who did the actual fixing
of the bumper, the bald guy,
Tim, Tom, something like that.
- Oh, yeah, the scummy
guy with the tattoos?
Yeah, I vaguely remember him,
only because he struck me
as such a scumbag lowlife.
He called you?
Why the fuck's he calling you?
- I know, isn't that bizarre?
He said that he had my cell phone number
from the time that I had
to go pick up your car,
and I guess he remembered
that you're a lawyer,
and I guess he got himself arrested.
Now he wants to hire you to
defend him, bail him out.
- Stella, I'm a copyright attorney.
- You're a lawyer.
I mean, the law's the law, right?
I mean, can't you just
help the poor guy out?
I mean, he did a really
good job on your car,
and he sounded incredibly desperate.
I mean, he called me
as his one phone call, for God's sake.
I talked to him, what?
Once, six months ago?
Hello.
- Stella, forget it, okay?
What are you, kidding me?
The court'll appoint him
an attorney, all right?
Jesus Christ.
- Look what we won.
- What?
Oh, you won that?
- Yeah.
- You guys won that?
That's great.
Good boy.
Ah, stick them up.
- Don't teach them to shoot people.
What's wrong with you?
- You don't shoot people, okay?
Your mother's absolutely right.
Don't point guns at people.
(dishes clang)
- I'm angry.
- I'm angry too.
Look, just take a deep breath,
count to five, follow procedure.
- No, no, no, it's not like that.
I mean, look, I can talk to
you about this stuff, right?
I mean, I don't have to worry?
- You can tell me anything you want.
I'm your partner, remember?
- Good, I just, I mean,
I'm worried about my anger.
I've just been getting real
angry lately, everything.
Everything's been making me too angry.
My fuse, it's, like, this short,
and I fear that it could
get beyond my control.
Now, I'm not saying that it will,
I'm just saying that I fear it could.
- Well, the fact that
you're aware of that,
that's a good sign, right?
- Yeah.
- I mean, have you talked with some
of the counselors about it?
- No, no, it's not a big deal yet.
- Look, it's private.
You can tell them anything.
Well, almost anything.
(laughs)
- It's just, some of these guys.
Look, how are we supposed
to stay professional?
I'm not a robot.
I mean, some of these scumbags,
they just need to be punished.
I mean, they're back on the
street in 10 minutes, you know?
If the lawyers, and the courts,
and the suits could see
what we see out here
every day, all fucking night.
- Stop, stop, stop.
- They would fucking lose,
they would.
- Stop it.
Don't even go there.
Just get that out of your head.
I mean, you focus on that,
you're gonna go crazy.
I mean, that's like telling a
tree to be a car, all right?
You wear yourself out screaming,
but at the end, it's still just a tree.
Focus on one perp at a time.
♪ Like it's hot ♪
♪ 'Til I get to the top ♪
♪ 'Cause I can do anything ♪
♪ I can live like a king ♪
♪ I can live out a dream ♪
♪ Movie star, silver screen ♪
♪ Like a sun, watch me high ♪
♪ Shining star in the sky ♪
♪ I won't quit, I can't stop ♪
♪ 'Til I get to the top ♪
♪ See what doing you would do ♪
♪ Always stay true to you ♪
♪ Share in the experience
now, so beautiful ♪
♪ References shaking up ♪
♪ New paths blazing up ♪
♪ Your soul starts anew,
and then you raise it up ♪
♪ Raise it up ♪
♪ Now potential's unblocked ♪
♪ Multidimensional spots, they unlock ♪
♪ These local situations
build new foundations ♪
♪ No falling on pavement ♪
♪ Fortune, you ain't braving ♪
♪ So significant ♪
- Wait a second, what are you doing?
(Armani giggles)
- I'm just showing you my appreciation
for all the times you taught me
what to wear for the weather,
Dan the sexy man.
- But, but, but, but, but.
- But, but, but, but, shh.
♪ I live how I want ♪
- Wait a minute, are
we allowed to do this?
(Armani giggles)
- Who's gonna know?
(giggles)
(Dan gasps)
(Dan sighs)
♪ I can do anything ♪
♪ I can live like a king ♪
(helicopters whir)
- [Ron] All right, it went up.
Oh, shit.
(shouts)
Yeah!
Yeah!
(shouts)
Second Platoon, Bravo
Company, 37 Infantry,
conducting an air assault
mission into Iraq, two, 12, 2008.
- Yeah, right there, good,
that right?
Fill up.
- You did it again, yeah.
(people shout)
- Yeah.
Hey, you know.
- All right.
- I gotta rub you, can't lose.
Maybe I'll give some
rubbing, can't lose, man.
But you're doing, just like it,
you're learning now what I told you,
'cause you're gonna win.
Well, not like me.
I mean, you see those kind of feel,
especially a young kid,
you don't know what you're doing.
You'll call them on the cell phone.
You'll call them on the cell phone,
you go to table six at eight o'clock.
- [Man in Blue Shirt] Oh.
- All right, hey, all right.
Hey.
(people cheer)
- Oh my god.
- You see what I tell you?
You get to a point where you win so much,
but then, what do you do?
Hey, you give up, you give up.
- Dan the Weatherman.
- All right.
- All right, man, have a good evening.
(Andy laughs)
- [Andy] Come on, admit
it, you had fun in there.
- [Dan] Aw, no, it was okay.
- [Andy] Okay?
- [Dan] Yeah.
- You were smiling so big,
you bruised your ears.
You and Armani seemed to hit it off.
What happened in that little private room?
- She gave me a lap dance, that's all.
You know, she's actually
a really nice girl.
She has a son,
and she told me that she's using the money
that she makes stripping
to put herself through nursing school.
- She give you a lap
dance or an interview?
(Dan laughs)
All right, I'm glad you had fun.
- Yeah, let's get out of here.
- You know what?
Shit, I think I forgot my phone.
I'll be right back, all right?
♪ Beats are for supper ♪
♪ Sucker punch motherfuckers ♪
♪ This ain't rap, this some other ♪
♪ This ain't rap ♪
Hey, Armani, is it done?
- Hold on one second.
♪ Your mother would be sickened ♪
One sec.
♪ If she knew I taught
her little daughter ♪
(people chatter)
- This is none of your business.
(people chatter)
- Hey.
What's her business?
And all, what's her business?
Do you understand?
- Hey.
- Do you understand me?
- Is it ready?
- Absolutely, Strada,
of course it's ready.
Hold on one second.
- [Stripper] Baby, you see all the guys
that came in with the money today?
- Here you go, Arnie.
Like I was saying before
I was rudely interrupted,
you cannot come to work drunk.
♪ Man, another jam ♪
♪ Know my shit, other jams ♪
- Now remember, you promised
to blur my face out when this airs.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.
- All right.
- Scout's honor.
All good.
- All right.
(helicopter whirs)
- [Ron] Oh, shit.
Oh, man, kill, kill, kill.
Go, go, go.
Go, go.
Let's go.
- Ah, die, fuckers.
(laughs)
(shouts)
- [Man] Yeah.
♪ Who am I to feel so broken ♪
♪ All new words have been spoken ♪
♪ Where have all my day's gone ♪
- Oh my god.
♪ Who am I to be so needy ♪
- Holy fucking shit, fuck yeah.
♪ All my friends ♪
♪ Call me greedy ♪
- I fucking nailed that dude
in his balls.
(shouts)
♪ Just because ♪
- That guy was a little bitch.
♪ I wear my coat on a summer's day ♪
♪ Bluebirds singing a song for me ♪
♪ Run about the graveyard
and skeleton tree ♪
♪ Bluebirds sing a song for me ♪
♪ So I can feel like I'm
where I'm meant to be ♪
♪ Who are you to call me lazy ♪
♪ Telling me how to spend my days ♪
♪ I decide my own rules ♪
♪ Fate ♪
♪ Bluebirds sing a song for me ♪
♪ So I can feel like I'm
where I'm meant to be ♪
(people clap)
- Woo.
- Yeah.
- Sometimes, I just want to shoot them
in the fucking head, you know?
- That sounds bad.
- I mean, these people (coughs)
these people are scum.
They're human shit.
- Yeah.
- And if our job really was
to clean up the streets,
oh, man, I guess that's why
some people love Batman, you know?
- I love Batman.
- You know what, like,
take that guy tonight.
Hey, sir, what are you doing?
- No.
- All right, no, I know.
- No!
- He was drunk.
- Yeah, what about those other two fucks?
Put your hands on the car.
- Get your fucking hands off her.
- Put your hands on the car.
- Come on.
- Stay down.
- Put your hands on the car.
Stay right there.
- Arrest her.
- Do not move.
What about that other fuck?
That fucking Russian fuck.
- I oughta bitch slap you.
Motherfuck, I oughta bitch slap you.
On the ground, you little
piece of shit, little pig.
- I almost pulled out my piece right there
and plugged that Russian motherfucker
right between the fucking eyes.
- Well, I'm glad you didn't,
because the dashboard
cam video would've been
on YouTube tonight, and I was having
a particularly bad hair day,
not as bad as your bad hair day,
but pretty bad hair day.
- Will you look at me?
You see how I get myself all worked up?
How do you do it?
How do you stay calm on this job?
- Easy.
I beat the shit out of my wife
and kids when I get home.
(laughs)
- You're like, I can't, fucking bullshit.
- Okay, take it easy.
- Shew, fuck, man.
- What?
- Man, you stunk the whole place up.
Go in there and light some matches.
- I don't smell nothing.
- Course not, it's your fucking shit.
Man, your guts must be sickening, man.
Have you ever eaten a vegetable?
- How, don't take this out on me.
I'm fucking here for you every time
we have one of these Amanda dramas.
There's no need to be so nasty.
- Nasty?
You're the most cantankerous
motherfucker I know.
- Yeah, but I'm lovably cantankerous.
I'm like one of the hecklers
on "The Muppet Show," you know?
There's a big difference.
(car engine whirs)
(door beeps)
Anyways.
- Aw, fuck.
- There he is, the rock star.
Hey.
- What are you doing here, Dad?
- He's a rock star.
This guy's got a voice
better than Elvis Presley.
I tell you, he has the
greatest voice ever.
Did I tell you I almost gave this to him?
Back in '73, when I used to
run around, him and Tonya.
I used to go to Vegas,
stayed at the Hilton, penthouse.
I taught him everything I know
about 21 and counting cards.
He gave this to me.
These things better impress the greatest,
greatest, greatest.
- Do you have a reason for being here?
'Cause I'm fucking busy.
- A father needs a reason
to see his only begotten son?
Come here, give me a hug.
Come here, come here.
- Jesus Christ.
- How you doing, Tommy?
- I'm great, Mr. Gaines.
It's Carl, actually, but, yeah.
- Oh, nice night, isn't it?
Hey, give me a hug here, huh?
I'm so proud of you, proud of you.
You know Bunny?
- Never met her before in my life.
- Oh, really?
Look, I got something for you.
I got 5,000 for you.
- Five grand?
- Where'd you get this?
- Count it if you don't believe me.
- I believe you, where'd you get it?
- Look, I'm sorry I lost the reward money.
I should never play the
horses, you're right.
I went back on the 21
table, and I'm hitting.
I'm back the way I'm
supposed to do, what I know.
Let me rub some off on you.
Let me rub some luck off on you.
- Stop that, stop, stop.
- No, I'm lucky, and you
don't understand it, son.
Let me rub some more luck on you.
I'm telling you, is, something
happens, it's wonderful.
I'm back to where I'm
supposed to be thanks to you.
I love you, I love you.
Best thing in the world, my
kid, best thing in the world.
Give your old man one more hug, huh?
Listen, I'll have that other
money before you know it.
I'm on a roll, I'm on a roll.
See you, Tommy.
My kid's the best thing.
Oh, wait a minute, I gotta
prove something to you?
You know why my kid's a good singer?
Because I taught him.
♪ Gambling man, gambling man ♪
♪ Where you roll ♪
♪ Gambling man, gambling man ♪
♪ Where's your home ♪
♪ Gambling man, gambling man ♪
♪ What's your game ♪
♪ 21, 21 is my claim ♪
(laughs)
I'm on, kid.
I'll get the rest back to you.
The kid's got a voice,
you should hear him,
he's got a voice.
It make Presley sound like a dump.
He's so good, my kid's so good.
Proud of him, I'm proud of him.
(Carl laughs)
- Stay in your chair.
- I will.
Just let me, let me look.
- Stay in your chair.
- Just let me look at it.
- [Willie] Nothing, Carl.
(Ron pants)
- [Ron] On the right side?
Yo, Garcia.
- [Soldier] Keep going.
- [Ron] Hey, Garcia, it's
on the right side, right?
(pants)
- [Soldier] I think on your left.
- [Soldier] Left, go, go, go.
(horn blows)
Go, keep moving.
Got this window, got this window.
(people speak in foreign language)
- [Ron] Prepare to die, motherfuckers.
(people speak in foreign language)
- [Soldiers] Let's go,
talk, talk, hear you.
Get them the fuck out.
Go ahead, Alpha.
- [Ron] Let's go.
My room, my room, my room.
All right.
(pants)
My room, my room, my room.
(metal clangs)
(soldiers chatter)
- [Soldier] Room to the
right, room to the front.
- My room, my room.
- [Soldier] Watch the carpet.
- [Ron] Room clear.
- [Soldier] Room clear.
Check.
- [Soldier] This room's clear.
- [Ron] Wait, we should
check those closets.
Clear.
(gun fires)
(soft electronic music)
(car whirs)
(soft folk music)
♪ Hey, firecracker ♪
♪ It's the Fourth of July ♪
♪ Float down the river ♪
♪ Let's light up the sky ♪
♪ What independence ♪
♪ I'm working this month ♪
♪ Tools are still locked in your truck ♪
♪ I got a reckless and dangerous mind ♪
♪ I wasn't always so fit to be tied ♪
♪ Under that billboard
where we left our mark ♪
♪ I see your cigarette dance in the dark ♪
(lively accordion music)