1
Take a job with
the foreign army
Rocket flares and I'm
living on a junk heap
This'll pass but
you wanna go lower
This'll pass 'cause
you wanna take it lower
- I heard you
talked to the police.
- I didn't.
Why do you think?
- I don't care.
They talked to me too.
- I didn't talk to the police.
- Yes you did.
And Kain knows about it.
- Look, I swear, I didn't.
- There's only one
thing left to do.
We gotta kill Kain, right now.
- How are we gonna do that?
- He's in the trunk.
- What?
What the fuck is he
doing in the trunk?
What, you're just gonna
shoot 'im right here?
- He knows we talked
to the police.
He's not gonna let us live.
I can't do it, we
have too much history.
You're gonna have to do it.
- Oh, hell no.
- You talked to the cops,
didn't you, ya spineless
piece of shit?
You're a dead man.
You and your whole family, dead.
- Do it now!
- You know what,
fuck the both of you.
I'm gonna take the plea bargain
and go into witness protection.
- So you did talk to the cops.
Little shit.
- No! No! No!
- Gimme the names of those cops.
Ahhh!
- Who are they?
What were their names?
This body I inhabit seems
to feel like my true self
But that ain't right,
no that ain't right.
- Hey Kain, he's
in your office waiting for you.
- Hey Rob,
how's it going?
- Okay.
I heard Milos left
and I was wondering
if maybe we could talk
about that promotion.
- Yeah, yeah yeah, we'll
talk about it tomorrow.
I need you to
deliver this to Nicu.
Very important.
- All right.
Tryin' to make a
record of the thoughts
Streaming through my head
Words only work
if they are said
But the younger
generation doesn't
Not a word I say
So what's the use?
So what's the use?
They only speak in acronyms
I've been searching
for some meaning
I can feel deep
within my bones
It is lost to me, but
somehow the marrow knows
I should probably surrender
and accept who and what I am
Who and what I am
Just a drop in a pool, but
I make the pool less shallow
So just sit back, relax,
have a drink with me old boy
To the end of the world,
to the end of the world
Till the end of the world
It's gonna be a while
til' we all meet up again
Cause there ain't
no hourglass, no,
Shit, what a dump.
What am I doing here?
For 20 years I've been
running around the valley
for that smug bastard.
Doing all these
stupid little errands
he sends me on.
He owes me this promotion.
I deserve it and he knows it.
And he better
fucking give it to me
or I'm finished.
- Hola!
- You speak Spanish?
- No way man, I'm trying to
soak up the Mexican culture
while I'm in L.A..
I can't stand those
grimy little bastards,
but I love their culture.
Come on in.
- Kain wanted me
to drop this off.
- Yeah yeah senor,
welcome to my micasa.
- I'm in kind of a hurry.
- Just for a second.
We talk, no?
- All right, all
right, all right.
- They rent by the week
so I figured how bad
could that be, huh?
- Nice picture, here you go.
- Thanks.
Sit down please.
We'll order up some tacos,
drink some Dos Equis.
- Listen, I gotta go.
- Okay, no tacos,
how about burritos?
- No thanks.
- You know what this for?
- Not really.
- He's paying me
to kill two cops.
You knew that, yes?
You must have known.
- I have absolutely no idea
what you're talking about.
Kain said you were old friends
and you needed to
borrow some money.
And if you're involved
in some murder plot
which I have absolutely
no involvement in
or knowledge of, then
you need to go straight
to the police and confess
your crimes young man.
Is there someone in the bedroom?
- No way man, don't go
getting all loco on me, okay?
- Freeze scumbag.
- Ho!
Shit.
Guess what, you're under arrest.
Nice shot partner.
You can't play the bad cop.
- I'm playing the bad cop.
- You know what happened
last time you played
the bad cop?
- Yeah, it wasn't my
fault, I didn't know
it was a plastic bat.
- That's my point.
It's not the kind of
guy you can scare.
- Because I'm a woman?
- I didn't say that.
It's just your not an
intimidating person really.
- You keep this up, and
I'm gonna slap a sexual
discrimination suit on you
and this whole department.
- Okay, we'll try
it your way honey,
but when it doesn't
work, follow my lead
and I'll be the bad cop.
- No.
If it doesn't work,
you follow my lead.
- All right, we know you
work for Kain Lawton.
- Lots of people
work for Kain Lawton.
- Yeah, but we know
you're his courier.
- So?
- Listen jackass, we heard
you say you helped him
set up the hit.
You're an accessory
to commit murder.
- What?
I never said that,
play the recording.
- Recording broke.
- Oops.
- Hey what are you doin'?
What the hell is this?
- So we got an eye witness
and two veteran cops
who heard you setting
up the murder.
All right, all right.
Hang on a sec.
Let's hear what he has to say.
- Kain said it was
a loan for a friend.
- A loan?
- Yeah, a loan.
- You know what?
I believe you.
- Thank you.
- But a jury won't.
- What?
- Well think about it.
My partner here is
willing to testify
that she heard you
set up the hit.
I think a jury's gonna believe
whatever she has to say.
She's a decorated officer.
Everyone loves her.
- Not everyone.
- Hey buddy, you been in
this career for 20 years.
20 long years.
I think the jury's gonna believe
that you knew exactly
what that money was for.
- But he didn't
tell me anything.
- Well if he told you something,
maybe I can offer you
witness protection.
- What?
Witness protection for
this piece of garbage?
- Think about it man, a condo
on a golf course in Arizona.
$3000 a month, tax free.
Condo's paid for, use that
money to buy food, booze,
those hookers you like so much.
It's a pretty sweet deal man.
What's it gonna be Rob?
You gonna play ball with me,
or gonna be a
stupid little shit?
Huh?
- No, I'm not gonna flip.
- Listen Rob, you
better start wising up.
The alternative is hard
time with a bunkmate
named Bubba who hasn't
seen a woman in 20 years.
You wanna be Bubba's bitch?
- All right, all right, all
right, lemme handle this.
Yes.
- This is crazy.
- Hey hey hey,
it's not fucking crazy
man, it's a fucking deal.
It's the last one you're
gonna fucking get.
So you fucking play ball with me
or that deal's fucking gone.
- I can't
do it, I'm sorry.
- Hold on a second, calm down.
How flexible is
your asshole Rob?
Have you ever been
with two men at once?
I'm not gonna lie to
you, it can hurt a lot.
- So what's it gonna be Rob?
Drinking margaritas
on the back nine,
or do laundry for, I
don't know, say 20 years
for a few thousand
California's finest?
- I need to talk to my lawyer.
- God damn right you do.
Come on let's get
the fuck out of here.
- So what's the deal?
- You got a hearing
in three days.
I'm gonna try and get
your bail extended,
but be prepared to be
taken into custody.
Chin up, everything
is gonna be awesome.
We'll probably get a
settlement out of this
for police brutality.
You watch, you're gonna end
up making a tightly little sum
from all of this.
This just might be the best
day of your entire life.
- I doubt that.
- Hey, positive thoughts.
Kain wants to see you
tomorrow at nine a.m. sharp.
- Okay.
- I'll see you in
court on Monday?
You just wait,
everything is gonna
be super grandtastic baby.
Best day of your life.
- Happy birthday.
What's wrong?
- I didn't get all the details,
but I knew he wasn't
giving him 20 grand
because he liked
the way he looked.
- Fucking Kain.
You've been loyal
to him for 20 years
and this is the
shit he does to you.
- Yeah, and with a slimy
tongued ball licker lawyer
representing me, I'll
get lucky if I don't
get the electric chair.
- Maybe we should take the deal?
- No, I can't.
- Why not?
It would be good for both of us.
- Yeah, but,
- No buts!
We could use a
change of scenery.
I could get a nice part
time job at a pet store
taking care of the animals.
And you could run every day
and do 10k's every weekend.
I'd have time to cook
some actual food.
Baby, we would live
the nice, quiet life
we've always dreamed of.
- Yeah maybe.
- Look.
It's after midnight, you're
officially over the hill.
- Thanks.
- Happy birthday, my love.
Come on.
- What?
- I have a surprise.
- What is it?
- It's a surprise.
But I will give you a hint.
- All right.
- It involves my
mouth, and your penis.
- Mmm.
You're a great wife.
- I have my moments.
Where are you going?
- Kain wanted to see me
first thing this morning.
- What about the deal?
- We've known each
other our whole lives.
He'll take care of me.
- Go on.
- They want you, Kain, bad.
They're gonna keep
pouring sugar on his deal
until he flips, and
eventually he will.
- Thanks Emory,
that's good to know.
- What'd he say?
- I have some
fantastic news for you.
- Really?
- You're not going to jail.
- What about the
hearing on Monday?
- You're not going
to that either.
- What's going on?
- How would you like an
all expense paid trip
to a little country in
the southeast of Asia?
- Okay, but for how long?
- Forever.
I'm gonna give you $500,000.
- I don't know what to say.
- In some of these
small countries,
$500,000 should last you for
the rest of your life, easily.
- Gina always could
stretch a dollar,
but Kain, are you sure?
- It's a win-win.
You get to live in
a tropical paradise,
and I'm secure knowing
the police will never ever
be able to find you.
You've been loyal
to me for decades,
you deserve this.
- Are these cops really
gonna stop looking for us?
- They're not even
interested in you.
They're not even
interested in me.
They're just trying to pinch
me for a couple of bucks.
- Fucking assholes.
- Are you guys in a position
to just pack up and leave?
- Um, hadn't really
thought about it.
But I think we can make it work.
- I'll get you a couple
passports, some tickets,
little seed money
to get you started.
I'll send Scotty over to
your place in a couple hours.
- What about the 500?
- I'll get it to you,
don't you worry about that.
Don't wanna travel
with that kinda money.
Trust me.
- Okay.
- Just one last thing.
- Yeah?
- Don't you ever flip on me.
No matter what happens, no
matter how bad things get,
don't you ever,
never, flip on me.
- You have my word.
If we're living on Kain's dime,
I don't have to be a rat.
- The guy is a murderer.
What makes you think he's
not just gonna kill you too?
Rob?
- I've been with him
since the beginning,
he wouldn't do that to me.
- I don't like it.
- I'll pick you up in a few
minutes, we'll get our stuff,
and get out of here, okay?
- Okay.
- All right, I love you.
- Love you.
Don't forget to get
grandmother's clock.
- I won't forget.
All right, bye.
- Yo, so how we gonna do this?
- I'm gonna knock on the
door, and when he opens it,
I'm gonna punch
him in the throat
and poke him with this.
Then we just wait
for him to pass out.
- Do you think maybe um, you
know, I could do the punch?
- You can forget it.
You just watch and learn.
- Well, can I at least
poke him with the needle?
- I'll let you knock on
the door and that's it.
- All right fine.
- Hey Robby,
Kain sent me over here
to drop off your
birthday present.
Open up man, this bag is heavy.
- You want me to pick it?
- Yeah, pick the lock.
Guns are the last resort.
Kain wants it to
look like he fled,
not like he was murdered.
- Okay, gotcha.
- Blood splatter with a knife
is just the same as a bullet.
If you're gonna stab him,
don't pull out the knife.
- I gotcha.
- Up the stairs.
- Okay,
okay.
- His bag is still
sitting on his bed.
- Yeah, look like he
stepped out for a minute.
Nah, he's not gone, all
his stuff is still here.
Got it.
He want us to wait for him here.
- That's weird, he
forgot his phone.
- Just means that he's close by
and he'll be back soon.
- So he pays us five
grand a month just to sit
on our asses and do
these little errands.
- He pay me a hell
of a lot more than that.
- Of course.
- You just stay alert.
Things can go
sideways real quick.
- Don't worry about a
motherfucking thing.
I was born to do this shit.
The injection will
just knock him out?
- It'll take a
few minutes, but yeah.
- And then we
just dump him in a hole
in the desert?
- That's the plan.
- I'm hungry, you hungry?
- It's not time to eat.
- What's the big deal if
we eat some of his food?
He's gonna be dead in a few
minutes, he's not gonna care.
You like Indian?
- Holy shit!
- What, it's not that bad.
- Hands up, both of you.
Tie his hands.
Tie his hands!
- Hey Rob, how's it going?
- Good.
- Coming over tonight to
watch the Dodger game?
- Uh yeah sure.
- Don't just tell me yes
and then not show up,
I mean, I either gotta cook
an extra Dodger dog or I don't.
- Grab my knife and
cut these things off.
- Everything okay?
You seem kinda jumpy.
- Rob, where are you?
I'm just gonna walk home.
- What
the hell am I gonna do
with him if this thing
does knock him out?
- Hey Rob, what
are you doing here?
Oh know you didn't.
It's been a while since I've
choked someone to death.
In all the years we've
known each other,
did you think I'd be the one?
Did ya?
Think, think, think.
Where can I take him?
Yeah.
Aunt Margaret's house.
It'll be empty for weeks.
- Can I help you?
- LAPD, we have a warrant to
search this entire complex.
- Oh, okay, yeah.
Come on in.
- Well, well, what
do we have here.
- Looks like a full kilo.
- Yep.
- Excuse me.
Can you come in
here for a second?
- Okay.
- So, you know anything
about the drugs we found
on Mr. Lawton's desk?
- What?
No, he hates drugs.
- Where is he?
- Really, I don't know.
He missed his 12
o'clock appointment.
He never misses an appointment.
- What are you doing?
- Don't worry about it.
- Where are we?
- You promised me $500,000 and
you're gonna give it to me.
- Sure Rob, whatever you say.
Why don't we take a nice
little walk down the street
to the bank?
- Why?
Why couldn't you just give
me the money and let me go?
- What are you talking about?
That's exactly what I was doing.
- Bullshit.
I heard Scotty say that
you told him to drug me
and drag me out to the
desert and kill me.
- Scotty's an idiot.
- Yeah he is.
But he's also loyal
and he follows orders.
- Wanna consider your
options carefully.
You gotta chance to
get out of this alive.
But if you keep doing
what you're doing,
you're gonna end up dead.
- Kain?
- No it's me.
- Yo, it's him?
- Got him right here.
I want the $500,000 he promised,
and I want it today.
- Don't give him a penny.
- I'm gonna kill him.
- He ain't
gonna kill shit.
Grab his wife, make a trade.
- What are you doing?
- Whatever the fuck I want.
- You're gonna call 'em back.
- I ain't gonna call nobody.
In about 15 minutes,
my men are gonna
be gang raping your wife.
- Where are you?
- Yeah?
- Listen, I'm gonna
kill your boss
if you don't bring me the money.
- Look I'm sorry buddy,
but we don't work for you.
We work for Kain and he
told us not to pay you.
- Listen dipshit, we
not gonna pay you a dime
till Kain tell us to.
- How long did he
know this guy for?
- I don't know.
Since they were kids.
- That don't seem a
little harsh to rub
out a childhood friend?
- No, he's fucking rat.
- I heard he refused to talk.
- That's bullshit, he's a rat.
- That don't make
you a little nervous?
I mean where does it end for us?
Maybe one day he decides
to have us rubbed out too.
- Just don't be a rat
and you'll be fine, okay?
Shhh.
- Hey Gina.
- Oh, hey Tristan.
- I saw Rob a little while ago,
he was acting kinda weird.
- Yeah, we got a lot going on.
- I'm gonna grab
her from behind,
I'm gonna cover her mouth.
I want you to hogtie
the shit out of her.
- I invited him
over to watch the Dodger game,
but he kinda blew me off.
- Well, sorry,
he's really busy.
- You can come.
- Oh, um, I'm kind of busy too.
- Yeah, that's what he said.
I wasn't sure if he was
telling me the truth,
or if he was just jealous
of our friendship.
- Hold on a second.
- That's rude, we're
having a conversation.
- Hello?
- Gina, thank god, listen.
- What's going on?
- Don't go back to the house.
He's sending his two
goons to kidnap you.
- What?
- Don't go anywhere
near the house.
- Too late!
- Shit!
- Gina!
Who the hell are you?
- Mind your own business, bud.
- This is
my business bitch,
I live next door.
- They almost fucking had me.
- Go to a hotel, pay cash.
Don't tell anyone
where you're staying.
- Like hell I am.
I am going to the
god damn police
and telling them what's
going on and you are too.
- No no no listen.
He's gonna give me the money.
- Like hell he is.
- Just, just give me
a little more time.
- We're both going
to end up dead.
- No we're not,
please, go to a hotel.
I'll call you later.
Gina?
Gina?
You're calling Scotty
and telling him
to bring us the money.
- Nope, not gonna happen.
- Yes, it is.
- More than a dozen men
have pointed a loaded weapon
at me, some of 'em
even took shots.
But not a single
one is still alive.
Put down the gun now.
Rob, you got a pinky dick and
the balls the size of peas.
- Shut up.
- You're not gonna shoot me.
Untie me, put down the gun
before you make me really angry.
- You're making the call.
- Get that gun out of my face.
Now you've done it you
little piece of shit.
Untie me now.
Now, now, now,
now, now, now, now.
Untie me now.
Now, now, now, untie me now.
Now, now, now!
Don't step out of this garage!
Get back in here.
I will not be treated
like an animal!
Get back in here
and untie me now!
- Seven vehicle
returns at 72 and Dearborn
and go to to door,
one five
suspects inside one for 211
suspects armed southbound
Harvard Freeway,
1507 new location.
- Who is he?
- Who knows?
But you know who lives here?
- Who?
- Rob Carobrese.
- Rob?
Isn't that just one
hell of a coincidence?
- We need to get
him in here ASAP.
- Yes we do.
- Officer.
- Yes.
- I want a list of every
relative within a hundred miles
of here, brother,
sisters, grandmothers,
aunts, uncles, everyone.
- Got it.
- Hey Rob.
Are you starting to get hungry?
I'm starving.
Do you think we
could order a pizza?
You know what Rob, I've
been doing a lot of thinking
and I give in, you win.
- Really?
- Yeah.
I hate losing but,
this is so stupid.
You're eventually
gonna wear me down
and get what you want
anyway, so might as well get
this whole thing
over and done with.
- You make the call
and I'll feed ya.
- Nah, I've gotta eat first.
The banks are closed now.
You're gonna have to wait
till the morning anyway.
So we might as well eat.
- Yeah, all right.
- Oh, don't forget, extra
pepperoni and sausage.
You can't have too much meat.
- Awesome.
Keep the change.
Pizza's here.
- Aww yeah.
- Like being served.
- Nice.
I am fucking starving.
What the fuck is this?
Priscilla's Pizza?
- So?
- Mother fucker.
You're un-fucking-believable.
- What?
- How long have you known me?
When have you ever seen me
eat one motherfucking bite
of Priscilla's Pizza?
Get that fucking
shit out of here.
- Oh come on, it's not that bad.
- Like fuck it ain't!
That shit's an abomination.
That's a waste of
flour and sauce.
Get that fucking
shit out of here.
I'm getting you what you want.
The least you can do is show
me some fucking respect.
Get me some premium pizza.
- I had to bribe Pieworks
guy a hundred fucking dollars
to drive this thing out here.
- Aww, what a shame.
I'll tell you what
I'll do, I'll add $100
to the 500,000 fucking
dollars I'm about to give you.
- Shut up.
- Mmm.
Mm mmm.
That is the best pizza
I've ever tasted.
Pieworks sure knows how
to make a good pizza.
Totally worth the extra effort
paying for premium pizza.
That's why you never
made it in this business.
Missed too many of
the small details.
- I never made it because
you kept promising
to promote me and you never did.
- No, you never made
it because of you.
In this business you
get what you take.
You didn't take anything,
so you got nothing.
- That's not true.
You kept telling me
to hang in there.
- Do you want the god's
honest unfiltered truth?
- No, I don't think I do.
- Fuck, I'm gonna
give it to you anyway.
See in this business,
takes a certain skillset.
Either born with
it or you learn it.
But who the fuck cares?
The fact is, you don't have it,
and you're never gonna make it.
- And you don't think--
- Fuck no, you're
just a fucking courier
and that's all
you're ever gonna be.
- That's not true.
- Do you remember Jimmy Nunsy?
- Yeah, I remember Jimmy Nunsy.
- I killed him when I was 17.
- You did?
- I just came over from
England, didn't know anyone,
no friends, there was
Jimmy fucking Nunsy.
Selling weed, popular, hot
fucking cheerleader girlfriend.
I can sell weed.
Why couldn't I be popular and
have a fucking hot girlfriend?
So I slit his throat.
Cut his body up
into small pieces.
Went fishing with
him off Dana Point.
I caught a 50 pound halibut.
That night I slept like a baby.
It was right then
and there I realized
I had what it takes to
make it in this business.
I could be trusted to
make the hard decisions
and not think twice about it.
- You're wrong about me.
- No I'm not.
Don't you think that if I
were in your shoes right now,
wouldn't have the money already?
- No.
- Can't even bring
yourself to hurt me.
- You have no idea
what I'm capable of.
- You don't have what it takes
to make it in this business
and you should have
realized that years ago.
You didn't.
It's not my fault.
That's on you.
You took all of the
stupid jobs I sent you on
as my courier, all
the little errands,
taking all the risk
with no real upside.
That's a sucker bet,
you're the sucker.
- I'm gonna get that money.
Or I'm gonna kill you.
Now make the fucking call.
- I'm not calling anyone.
- But you said!
- So?
The only person I'm
gonna call is your wife
to find out how big
Scotty's dick is.
Now you listen to me you
little fucking bitch.
Eventually I'm gonna
pull this dolly apart
and when I do, you're
gonna be the sorriest
son of a bitch that ever lived.
I promise you that.
- Fucker
thinks he's so smart.
But he couldn't tell the
difference between Pieworks
and the cheap-ass
pizza I made him eat.
Mmmm, fuck that's good.
Pieworks really knows how
to make a premium pizza.
- What the fuck are you doing?
- I'm not gonna let you talk
to me like this anymore.
- I'll talk to you any
way I fucking want.
- Well, I'm not gonna listen.
- All right, that's it.
I'll give you the
money, I'll make a call.
- I gotta prove to you and
myself that I can do this.
- I'll make the call.
I'll make the call!
- I'm gonna torture
you for five minutes.
After that, I'm gonna give you
the chance to make the call.
- I'll make the call.
I'll make the call.
I'll make the call!
I'll make the call!
I'll make the call!
I'll make the call!
- Okay maybe five minutes of
torture was a bit too long.
- Kain.
- Tomorrow morning go to the
bank and get the fucking money.
-$500,000.
- Yes, $500,000.
- Are you sure boss?
Sounds like you're
being coerced.
- Of course I'm getting coerced!
What the fuck
difference does it make?
Go to the bank tomorrow, get
500 fucking thousand dollars,
stop asking stupid
fucking questions, okay?
He's gonna drill ever
square inch of my body.
- Okay.
Where are you?
- Get the money
tomorrow morning, right
and call me, I'll give
you the address then.
- Thanks for patching me up.
- Ah, it's the least I could do.
- Nah, it's cool.
I done some pretty messed up
things to people in the past.
And I never bothered
fixin' 'em up later.
Even after I got what I wanted.
- Hopefully this whole
thing's over tomorrow,
and you can see a doctor.
- Don't worry, it will be.
So have you thought
this through?
I mean, really
thought this through.
Yeah, sure, they're gonna
show up with the cash,
they're not just
gonna give it to you.
If you want it, you're
gonna have to take it.
- Yeah of course.
I got a bulletproof plan.
- I certainly hope so.
- You better start wising up.
The alternative is hard
time with a bunkmate
named Bubba who hasn't
seen a woman in 20 years.
- So what's it gonna be Rob?
Drinking margaritas
on the back nine
or doing laundry for
I would say 20 years
for a few thousand of
California's finest?
- Maybe we should take the deal?
We could use a
change of scenery.
Would be good for both of us.
- All right, you got me.
What the hell you
doing out here?
- I tracked him to
his dead aunt's house.
He seems to be laying low.
- Any sign of Lawton?
- Nope.
- Fuck!
- Gonna move on in
the living room.
- Whatever you say.
Got you mother fucker.
God this reminds me
of the first time
I ever suffocated someone.
It was a grandmother of a girl--
She found out I was married.
She was gonna tell my wife.
What a rotten
thing to do, right?
Come here
you little pussy!
Come here!
You little fucking weasel.
If you let me die,
you'll never get a penny!
- It's his aunt's house.
He's out on bail, so he's
not breaking any laws.
- Got it.
- See this?
That's the one we want.
- We found a kilo of
cocaine in his office.
You don't want that scum
on the street do you?
- No ma'am.
- The trick is if
you can get in there,
you can ID him,
and get a warrant.
Get a warrant, we
can arrest him.
- Aye aye Captain.
- Oh hold on one second.
What's the difference
between being a terrible cop
and a great cop?
- A great cop will
get into that house
no matter what.
- And a terrible cop
is gonna walk back here
with his tail between his legs.
- Lives will be lost if
we don't get this guy
off the street this morning.
- Don't worry.
I did door to door
sales in college.
And I was number
one in my region
for eight consecutive months.
I can talk my way
into any house.
- Go get 'em tiger.
- It's 500 fucking grand, I'm
not just gonna give it to ya.
- Why not?
Don't I deserve it?
- If you can get
it, you deserve it.
You know, I'm glad you
drilled holes in my feet.
Nearly gas me to death.
- Yeah right.
- No I'm serious.
It's moments like this that you
get the most clarity in life.
- Now you're just
fucking with me.
- No, I'm serious.
I know I'm a
borderline sociopath.
- Mmm you're not borderline.
- I am, I took an
online test once.
I was borderline.
I lack conscience,
I have no empathy.
I don't have a narcicisstic
personality disorder.
A full blown sociopath
is very impulsive
and does not consider
the consequences.
I spent my whole life
considering consequences.
- I stand corrected.
- I don't feel guilty for
the things that I've done.
I don't feel guilty
for not feeling guilty.
I wonder if I'd applied
myself to a legitimate career
how far I coulda gone.
Maybe it's not too late for me.
- It's not.
It's not too late for any of us.
- For you maybe.
- You can do what you want,
but if I get this money,
I'm gonna slip away
to a third world country
and I'm gonna do it right.
- Well part of me
hopes that you do.
- Yeah, it's the other
part I'm worried about.
- I'm serious.
It's a romantic idea.
Doesn't mean I'm gonna
make it easy for ya.
But I hope ya get it.
- Thanks.
- Hey there partner,
name's Jim Hasslup.
I'm a local realtor.
Can I come in for a second?
- Uh, no, I'm kinda in
the middle of something.
- Listen, I've got
this nice young couple
that really loves the
neighborhood and they think
that this house could be
the perfect fit for them.
- That's great.
- Yeah, I
think they're gonna
make an offer this afternoon.
- I'll make sure I
let the family know.
- But I need to take a
few pictures for them.
- Sorry, this place is a mess.
They're repainting
and everything is
- They're not gonna care.
They just wanna get a
feel for the layout.
- Can you come back
this afternoon?
- No, I'm running an open
house the other side of town.
Gonna be tied up all afternoon.
- What about tomorrow?
- Not in
this market, fella.
Look, I don't wanna let a
buyer sit on this over night.
They're ready to make a deal.
We'll be in escrow by tomorrow.
Come on, come on, it's
only gonna take a second.
What? You got a
dead body in there?
- Listen man, I
can't let you in.
It's really not my call.
I'm just the cousin, ya know?
Trying to clean
the place up a bit.
Call Michael, that's her
son, maybe he can let you in.
- Okay I'd love to.
I'll call him right now.
What's his number?
- Uh, I lost my
phone so I don't have
his number on me, sorry.
- That's it?
That's it?
That's your fucking best
number one sales guy
for six straight months effort?
- It was eight months.
- That was a pretty
weak effort officer.
You might wanna reconsider
your career choice.
- He shut the door in my face.
What was I supposed to do?
- If Lawton's in there,
we're gonna need his help.
- All right.
All right, look, let's
call his attorney
and we sweeten the deal.
- Yeah, we'll offer
him 80 grand a year
and a full three bedroom house.
- Are you guys
authorized to do that?
- Well, the question is not
whether we're authorized,
the question is is he
dumb enough to believe it?
- The whole witness
protection program
is only quasi-legal anyway.
- And before he
realizes what happened,
he'll be living in a shitty
one bedroom apartment
for the rest of his life,
already having testified.
- We'll apologize and say
it was a clerical error.
- And a very very bad
man will be serving
three to four life sentences.
- And you can do that?
- Do you want the
criminals to win?
- No, of course not.
- Ya got a lot to learn
about law enforcement son.
- I'm sorry, I just didn't
know that's how it worked.
- Hey Robert, did they call yet?
- Not yet.
- Well, I hope
you're ready to die.
- I am, thanks.
- Good, 'cause that's
exactly what's gonna happen.
- We'll see.
- I'm not kidding.
These guys are fucking animals.
I don't mean to be a dick,
but if you wanna live,
you should probably
get the fuck out of here.
- And do what?
Go back to my apartment and
wait for you to kill me?
- Yeah, probably wouldn't
go back to your apartment.
- I got no other options.
This is my one chance
and I'm gonna take it.
It might not work.
Then again it might.
- You're not thinking clearly.
I'm just trying to help you out.
Don't say I didn't
try and warn you.
- Believe I won't.
- Help me to the bathroom,
I need to go take a leak.
- You can wait.
- Like fuck it can.
Help me to the bathroom now,
I need to take a piss!
- What are you doing here?
- Nice to see you too.
- Sorry, but it
could be dangerous.
- No shit, that's why
I'm here to get you.
- Look, it's almost
over, they're bringing
the money this morning.
- Your lawyer just called me.
- All right, close your eyes.
- What?
- Just close your eyes
and don't open 'em
until I tell ya, okay?
- Okay.
- All right.
- Jesus Rob!
What the hell are you thinking?
- I told you to keep
your eyes closed.
- Hey Gina.
- Hey Kain.
- What'd the lawyer want.
- He said they're
sweetening the deal.
They're gonna give
us $80,000 a year
and a full stand alone house,
not some cheap-ass condo.
- Are you sure?
- Yes.
And we won't be fugitives
and we won't have to worry
about Kain trying to find us.
- Believe me if I flip on Kain,
we'll have to worry about him.
- He'll be in jail.
- Really?
$80,000 a year?
- That's what he said.
- Come on, babe.
I can't do it.
Gina, I'm sorry.
- You've got to get
over this macho honor
amongst thieves bullshit.
- When I went to work
for Kain that was the one
thing he made me
promise, I wouldn't flip.
- He tried to kill you.
- And I knew he might.
That's part of the deal.
And not I'm trying to
pinch him for the money.
- It doesn't have
to be this way.
- He's a lot of awful things.
But he won't go to the police
and tell them I kidnapped him
and try to have me arrested.
He'll handle it himself,
and that's what I'm doing.
You're asking me to do
the one thing I can't do.
It might not be right, it
might be totally stupid.
- It is.
- But I'm just not gonna do it.
Where would I be if I
threw away the one rule
that I have?
- Shit Rob.
- Trust me.
- Just be careful, okay?
- I haven't pissed my
pants since first grade,
just get me a fucking bottle
and I'll piss right here.
- You need to shut the hell up.
- You did not just slap me.
Oh now you fucked up.
Now you done it, that's
it, you fucked up!
- We're gonna go in
with a bag full of paper
and if everything
checks out, we come back
and get the money.
Got it?
- Got it.
Are we going to give it to him?
- It's Kain's money,
so it's Kain's call.
We work for him, remember?
- Yeah, I remember.
- You got the money?
- Yeah, I got the money.
Tell us where you are.
- I've been thinking.
I'm not sure this
is the life for me.
- What the fuck are
you talking about?
- The sneaking around,
the guns, the killing.
And the knives.
Fuck me Scotty, I didn't know
we were gonna be involved
in some hand to hand combat.
- What did you think?
We were selling
Girl Scout cookies?
- I haven't slept a
wink since we started.
- Oh fuck me, are you serious?
- Yes.
This shit is not for me.
I was not cut out for this.
- All right fine, but you're
gonna have to tell Kain.
- I know.
- He's gonna go ape shit on you.
He might not let you quit.
You know that right?
- Yeah, I know.
- Shit.
Now I'm gonna have to find
somebody else to train.
Thanks for being a big
fat unshaven pussy.
- I'm sorry.
- This is gonna set my
promotion back at least
another couple months.
Jesus fucking Christ.
You better get your shit
together and man the fuck up.
You understand?
- Yeah, of course.
- And if I get so much
as a scratch on me,
I will pound your ass
into the pavement.
You got it?
- I got it.
- Put your guns
in the flower pot.
- Sure, no problem.
- What the hell is going on now?
- I don't know, maybe
they're paying him off?
Ready to redeem yourself?
- I guess so.
- Lemme see the money.
- Sure, have a look.
- Throw the bag over here.
Hey, what are you
trying to pull?
- We got company.
- Any chance I could
get those pictures now?
- Oh shit.
- Who the fuck is that?
Shhh.
It's the realtor, just
be quiet, he'll go away.
- I can hear you.
- We need to get in there.
- Jesus Christ.
- I'm not going away
until you let me in
and let me get some pictures.
- That's not no fucking realtor.
- Oh hey there big guy.
- Darren, cut me loose!
Come on!
Hold 'em off.
Did you hear me?
Get your shooter, hold them off.
- Okay.
- Get out of there now.
- Take a long good look.
This is gonna be you next.
That was fun.
Not as much fun as I'm
going to have killing you.
Kneel.
How would you like to die?
Maybe I'll kick your head in.
Slice an artery,
watch you bleed out.
Maybe I'll twist your
stupid fucking head off
with my bare hands.
You shoulda let
me take that piss.
'Cause no matter how I kill you,
first thing I'm gonna do,
take a long hard piss all
over your fucking body.
Let's start off
with a nice gunshot.
Doesn't matter, we'll
just do this old school.
Nice strangulation's
going to be in order.
Well?
Don't be a pussy.
Don't fuck this up, you'll
never get this chance again.
Do it!
- You're right.
I wasn't meant for this.
I don't have it in me.
- So what are you gonna do?
Take the plea bargain?
Turn me in?
- No.
I'm not a rat.
- So what are you gonna do?
- I don't know.
- You're cagey as fuck.
Loyal to a fault.
Should have promoted you.
- It's a little late.
- Hey,
don't forget your money.
You deserve it.
- It was newspaper.
- You never carry cash
to a hot situation.
You always keep it by,
in case you need it.
Check the trunk.
Sorry Rob.
- I didn't think you'd
be able to let me have it.
- Oh thank god!
- You okay?
- Are you okay?
- Yeah.
Train man strap
your boots on
Hops some beam
and southbound
Barreling to who knows where
You don't know where
Kain was right.
I was the sucker.
I spent 20 years
pursuing something
I never really had any
chance of succeeding at.
What a waste.
He didn't give me the promotion
because I didn't deserve it.
I took nothing,
so I got nothing.
Until today.
I wonder if 500,000
grand is gonna last
us the rest of our lives or not.
Who knows?
Maybe I can turn my story into
a halfway decent screenplay.
How hard could it be to
sell a script to Hollywood?
- Hey, I think this
one's still alive.
Take a job with
the foreign army
Rocket flares and I'm
living on a junk heap
This'll pass but
you wanna go lower
This'll pass but you wanna
The feeling felt so rare
I stopped to
realize why I stare
I'm not sure if
I'll ever share
What I realized
standing there
Oh oh
The feeling felt so rare
I stopped and realized
while I stared
And I'm not sure
if I'll ever share
What I realized
standing there.
Oh oh
Oh oh
Oh oh
All I ever wanted
was these feelings
And these thoughts
I'm not here, I'm so lost
Take my hand the
Not my hand, not my hands
They comfort us
It felt so good, I
knew that it would
It felt so good
Only I know why
It felt so good, I
knew that it would
It felt so good
Only I know why