( horn blows )
Man's voice: When I was younger
I wanted to be a priest.
I was going into battle
to save men's souls from the evil of the world.
But as I got older,
I saw the world for what it really was.
It wasn't so much who I was going to save,
but who was gonna save the world from me.
♪ No friends, no jokes, no money ♪
♪Try to shove me when I'm working my shit ♪
♪ I'll be bringing 'em out, I'm cool ♪
♪ Can't take shit from me in the street ♪
♪ When they come with that beef you know what I'm about... ♪
- How is he? - He's holding up.
You got to know he appreciates you coming to visit.
Yeah, I know, man.
It's just hard seeing your old man sitting in a fucking cage.
Let's roll.
♪ Standing out in the rain ♪
♪ I never thought this is where I'd be... ♪
Jesus, what is with all these girlie magazines?
I mean really, do you need all this?
- Yeah, I do. - "10 ways--
- 10 better ways to be a better kisser." - Shut up.
"10 things you don't know about him."
Come on, hit me harder. Hit me, come on.
You can't hurt the man of steel. Come on, honey.
I need them.
- Okay. -( horn honks )
Is the man of steel gonna finish taking the boxes out of the garage or what?
- Okay. - Ooh.
I love you.
I've got to go. I love you.
I've got to go.
Hey.
Come home soon.
Yeah.
Hey, Sonny.
How are you doing?
Boy: Hey Dave, can you quarterback for us?
Can't, man. I've got to go.
Yo, man, you just moved in here a week ago.
How the fuck does everybody know your name already?
- Why you always riding him? - it's a gift.
I'm blessed with an outstandingly magnetic personality.
Big fucking mouth you mean.
Okay, Mr. Antisocial. Next time you're standing next to some chick
trying to get laid, you're gonna need my big mouth.
Yeah.
The day I need you to help me get laid--
I see the way your woman looks at me.
( buzzer sounds )
( cell doors clanking )
( men shouting in distance )
Are you eye-fucking me, boy?
No, dog.
My man in the warden's office says they gonna be putting your ass
back in general next week. Then it's gonna be on, motherfucker.
Fuck you, nigger. Anytime.
You's a real tough motherfucker now, huh?
That's why they got your ass over there in C-block.
That's where they keep all the bitches and snitches.
Which one you be?
( alarm ringing )
Hey!
You got something to say now, nigger?
Who's a bitch now, you motherfucker?
You want to run your mouth now, nigger?
Come on, I can't hear you. Come on, motherfucker.
Run your mouth. I'll fuck you anytime, man.
- Any fucking time. - Guard: Shut up!
Keep your mouth shut. Keep your mouth shut.
Hey, general population, I'll see you there.
Hey, you gonna nurse that bottle or are you gonna drink it?
What, you in a hurry, man?
Pass that shit. I need to warm up.
I was just remembering the first time
Dave ever met my pop.
Dude, I thought he was gonna shit himself.
You remember that? You were stuttering.
You were like, "N-n-n-nice to meet you, s-sir."
Fuck you. Whatever, man.
I don't blame you for being scared, man. I've been scared of him too.
Could be a mean old son of a bitch.
Nah, he was just all talk.
All talk? That's all you've been doing is talking.
Start drinking.
- Man, it is cold up here. - Dave: Fucking freezing.
Dave: Hey, man, hey.
You know why I love being up here, man?
It's just like being above it all, man.
Like no problems pressing down on my shoulders.
Hey, like if you need counseling, I've got you covered.
- But can I have the bottle? - Yeah, right.
Man, fuck the holidays, dude.
Lighten up, man.
Come on, bro, relax. We love you, man.
Come on, hug it out. Rrr.
Dude, get the fuck off of me, man.
( laughing ) I knew he wasn't going for that.
Come on, let's bounce. We've got work tomorrow.
♪ I won't fade out, I won't back down ♪
I We're gonna raise up from the underground ♪
♪ Now sing it with me now, say it with me loud ♪
♪ I'm not going to fade... ♪
We got to turn this shit off. it's annoying.
Hey, man, what time is it?
Five minutes past the last time you asked me, man.
Chill the fuck out.
He's late, man.
Yeah.
- Shit, there he is. - Let's do this.
( tires squeal )
( woman screams )
( people clamoring, screaming )
Get out. Stay on the ground or I'll kill you.
Don't make me break this fucking window.
Get down!
Come here, sweetheart. Come here.
- Don't shoot. I'm just a courier. - You shut the fuck up.
I'm just a courier. Don't kill me.
- Take it, take it. Don't hurt me. - Shut up!
- Don't shoot! - Quit looking at me.
You, shut the fuck up!
Don't shoot! I'm just a courier!
( shrieks )
Let's go, let's go! Let's fucking get out of here!
Come on, let's go. Get the fuck in here!
- ( sirens approaching ) - We've gotta move! Come on!
Get in here!
Get the fuck in! Dude, let's go.
Let's fucking get out of here! We've got to fucking go, man!
Come on. Fuck, come on.
Sonny: What the fuck's gotten into you, Vince?
Killing that guy wasn't part of the plan.
Look at me when I'm talking to you.
Nobody was supposed to die, man.
He was fucking laying there. I had the situation under control.
You think I want that guy out there looking for us
trying to put a bullet in my head?
Come on, man. The way I see it, I was doing you a favor.
A favor? Well, try not to do me any more fucking favors, all right?
Ladies, ladies.
Look, no kissing on the first date, okay?
Dude, what does that--
Look, I just-- what's done is done, okay?
- We've just got to stick together. - Yeah.
Stupid.
- Where's your guy? - He'll be here.
You tell him we'd be down here by the old truck depot?
Yeah, I told him.
- You say down by the river? - The river, yeah.
Come on now, we've been waiting for this day for a long time.
Let's not fucking fall apart.
Yo, come check it out.
- Five milly. - Whoo!
Holy shit, that's a lot of ice, man. Five million.
See, now you see why i did what i did, man. I got y'alls back.
Here he comes.
Why don't y'all wait here?
Dave: $5 million, man.
I can take care of my girl.
Sonny: That's all you think about. Valerie this, Valerie that.
- Dave: What do you want? - I'm waiting on that money.
- You okay? - Yeah.
You sure?
Like I got a choice.
- ( gunshot) - Oh!
- What the fuck are you doing? - I'm sorry, bro.
( gunshot )
Let's go! Let's go!
Sonny's voice: As I laid gasping for my next breath,
I knew God had given me a second chance.
But I was too stupid to take it.
I was going to get what was mine.
( groans )
Sonny, what the fuck?
- Fuck! - He shot me.
- Who shot you? - Vince, man.
Are you fucking kidding me? Sit down.
- Where'd you get hit? - Up top.
Lay down. Lay down.
Oh fuck.
It's lodged in your collarbone.
Get your fucking dirty hands out of there. Let me have a look.
You got lucky. Looks like it hit your cross. Let me get this off.
- My mom gave me that. - Yeah, I know.
Hold on, you're gonna need this. Here.
'Cause this is gonna pucker your asshole.
Move this. Ready?
Oh shit.
It ain't even that deep.
It's fucking burning, man.
I heard something was gonna go down.
I didn't think it was you guys.
What did you hear, Joe?
Come on, let me finish this shit, all right?
Ahh! Shit!
Fuck, it's in there. Hold on.
I see the shit. I feel it.
(groaning )
Oh Shit. Shit.
Hold on, hold on.
Oh fuck.
Nice, huh? I'll make a nice tongue stud with that.
I can't believe he shot me, man. What'd you hear, Joey?
Vince was running his mouth
to some connected guys downtown that he's got a big score coming.
Why would he say that? We never kick back to them.
I don't know. I think he was just trying to buy some protection.
Hold that there. Hold that.
Where the fuck are you going? You need to lay down.
- I got to find him. - Oh, yeah, genius?
You gonna be walking around in a bloody shirt with a bullet hole in it?
Cops won't be looking for that. Take that shit off.
Here.
- Listen, you know John R, right? - Yeah, made guy, runs the card clubs.
Yeah, down on Woodward. Now I'll bet
if someone was to go down there this Friday night,
he might run into Vince or someone who knows where he is.
- Thanks, Joey. - Hey, hold on.
Try not to get your ass shot again, all right?
You need anything, you come back here.
- All right? - All right.
(church bells ringing )
Do you want to talk about it?
Talk about what?
Whatever brought you here.
I'm here to pray for a friend.
Ah.
Is he sick?
No. He's dead.
Forgive me for asking.
Were you close?
Yeah.
We were like brothers.
Then rest assured he is in a better place now.
How do you know? You ever been dead before?
There are many paths to God, my son.
I pray that yours will not be too difficult.
- There you are. - Thank you, sir.
Hey, beautiful lines.
Yeah.
I guess $5 million will buy you a lot of things like that, huh?
You see, my friend, I think we are both looking for the same thing.
I'm not your friend and I'm not looking for anything.
Okay, so let's cut the bullshit, shall we?
You took something from us and we want it back.
And I'm the guy they picked to get it back.
However, if you help us,
we are willing to overlook your part in it.
I have no idea what you're talking about.
Hey, come on. It only took me two days to find you.
And if I get those stones without your help,
we are going to meet again.
Except this time you won't even hear the hammer drop.
Are we clear?
Look, if it was up to my friends
you'd be dead already.
But I'm a patient man.
You've got one week, huh?
It was very nice meeting you.
Oh, hey, ladies. How's it going?
What you guys up to tonight?
Oh come on, don't be like that.
Could you get that door for me, big man?
Sure, no problem.
Why don't you stop playing like such a fucking nit?
- I'm out. - Shut your trap, you fuck stick.
In fact, take that.
Put your hands where I can see 'em.
- Are you robbing us? - Let's not get ahead of ourselves.
Who the fuck do you think you're talking to?
(grunts)
All right, now let's start over.
Okay, what can we do for you?
Now we're getting somewhere. I'm looking for Vincent Long.
- Anybody seen him? - No.
Of course everyone's got amnesia.
But if you get your memory back,
tell him an old friend is looking for him, all right?
And now I'm robbing you.
- What the fuck are you looking at? - Nothing.
- How's everything over here? - Very good.
Okay? Good.
- All done? - Yeah, I'm finished.
- I just need the check, please. - Okay.
Here you go.
Slow night tonight, huh?
Yeah well, it pays the bills.
I'm really a singer. I'm not gonna be here much longer.
And why is that?
Well, I pray every night
that God gets me a record contract.
- Does He hear you? - Of course He does.
I just have to wait my turn.
No no, that's for you.
Thank you.
Good things are coming to you too.
- I promise. -( laughs )
Happy holidays.
(grunts)
You with me?
- You got a name? - Sonny.
Like in "O what a sunny fucking day we're having?"
Fuck you. Who are you?
All right, Sonny. Sleepy-time.
Are you out of your fucking mind?
Are you?
I'm looking for my so-called friend. He shot me.
- I'm gonna find him. - So you can shoot him?
Are you retarded? Are you handicapped?
You think you're gonna come into my town
and take down poker games,
shoot whoever you want without my permission?
Are you done with your speech?
Take it easy, Petey.
What's the name of the kid that shot you?
Vincent. Vincent Long.
Vincent Long that runs with John R's crew?
Yeah, he's been hanging around.
Congratulations.
You managed to piss off a very important group of people
that I make money with. That means you owe me now.
- Is that right? - Yeah, that's right.
Every fucking thing I say is right.
But I'm a fair guy.
You help me out with my problem
and I can help you out with your problem.
I'm listening.
I used to know a guy, laundered money for the Russians.
But he had a funny way of counting.
For every $3 he laundered he kept $1 for himself.
Accumulated quite a stack of dollars.
$2 million.
Only problem is the Russians found out about it
and chopped both his legs off with a axe.
But they never found the money.
His family buried it with him.
Well, I ain't digging up no motherfucking dead body.
Shut the fuck up.
I don't want you to dig anyone up.
The Russians found out where the money is.
They're gonna take it out of the ground tonight
and you're gonna take it from them.
What's in it for me?
Very few men know the exact value of their life.
Now you know what yours is worth.
$2 million.
And just to make sure you bring that money to me,
I'm gonna send Petey along with you.
Get out of here.
Okay, there they are.
Kick back, relax. We'll let them dig it up.
( exhales )
Hey, you got a plan?
A plan? Oh yeah, the plan's real complicated.
You're gonna sneak your ass down there
and shoot those motherfuckers in the head and grab the money.
Then you're gonna run your ass back up here like a crack nigger
at a police funeral. You down with that, homie?
And where you gonna be at?
Oh, close enough to shoot you in the head if you fuck up.
What's to stop you from shooting me after I bring you the money?
That's what we call a calculated risk.
Ssst
Petey: All right, they got it.
- Let's go. Go get it. - Shit.
(grunts)
Get down.
(mumbling quietly)
Got it.
I get your $2 million and you're still gonna shoot me?
No.
But I can't watch you and drive this car at the same time.
I need that other gun.
Thanks, Sonny. You're all right.
You've got some balls.
You don't have to worry about your problem now.
Mr. Biggs is a man of his word.
I know you two got off on the wrong foot.
Hey, you did the job, we've got his cash.
Shit, let's celebrate.
Know anyplace where we can get a bag?
I know a few people. Let me make some phone calls.
Make it happen.
Hey, what's up? It's Sonny.
Yeah yeah yeah, I know.
Hey, I want to stop by there. You know, got to get a little something.
All right. All right, cool.
You're just gonna leave the money in the trunk?
Yeah, why not?
Who the fuck's gonna know I got $2 million in my car?
( knocks )
- ( gunshots on game ) -( knocking )
About time you showed up, man.
Come on, man.
Who this?
G, Petey; Petey, G.
Is he a cop?
Come on, why you gonna ask me some shit like that?
Shit, nigga, I had to ask.
Y'all come on in.
Damn.
Hey man, the war is over. Didn't you hear?
Depends on which war you're talking about.
How much you need?
Oh yeah. I can handle that.
G Money: So how you been, Sonny?
Sonny: Hey, surviving.
What's up with this motherfucker, man?
- That's business. - Yeah, I can dig it.
( laughs )
I can smell that weed from over here, man.
Ooh, this is that fire.
Now we call this that snake weed.
Got a partner, man, he runs an exotic pet store--
Hey, motherfucker. What are you doing?
This ain't goddamn "Duck Hunt."
Relax. I can handle a fucking gun.
I'm quite sure you can handle a gun.
But I just spent $2,000 getting them triggers dialed up.
He's your boy, huh?
Anyway, man, he puts the weed inside of boa constrictors.
- And customs don't check it? - There ain't nobody dumb enough
to put their hand down no goddamn snake's throat.
( laughs ) They're too cheap for the X-rays.
So they just wave them motherfuckers on through.
- ( gunshot ) - Holy shit!
- Oh shit. - This is bad, man.
- Get a towel. - What?
- Get a towel. - Why, man?
This motherfucker's dead.
- The fucking guns is loaded? - Man, do you keep a car in the garage
without no gas in it? You heard me, right?
I told this motherfucker. I said do not touch the guns.
But he wanted to be the goddamn Lone Ranger and start fucking with shit.
I am not going down for this shit.
Get me something to wrap him up in.
I got two strikes. This ain't gonna be my third.
- Get me something to wrap him up in. - Shit, where are we gonna take him?
- I know a guy. - Is he far?
Motherfucker, you got something better to do?
No no no. You're right.
- Shit. - Okay.
Okay. Man, you ought to ashamed of yourself
bringing this crazy white man to my motherfucking house.
- You know that? - Help me turn him over.
- Oh shit. - Oh shit.
- All right. - Help me pick him up.
I ain't fucking with you no more, Sonny.
I am not fucking with you no more. One, two, three.
( both groan )
- Oh. - Oh shit.
Damn.
All right, all right. Hold on. All right.
What the hell were you feeding this man?
Right, where are the keys?
He's got the keys.
He got the keys?
Well, you get 'em. I ain't touching him.
Getting my gun.
Don't shoot your dick off, motherfucker.
Okay.
G Money: You know I got some nosy-ass neighbors.
All right.
Hey, Sonny man.
Look, bro, you're my boy. All right?
Love you, man. But don't come around here no more, all right?
Bad for business, man.
Hey, you're early.
The suits are still here.
- Come around the side in a mo. - Okay.
All right?
Grab his legs.
Help me get him undressed.
He's a big boy, isn't he?
What are we gonna do with his clothes?
Oh, there's a furnace in the back.
( fabric ripping )
Hmm.
All right.
( sawing )
( breathing heavily )
(giggling )
Yeah, bring the bin a bit closer.
There we go.
Right.
Did you know there's 207 bones in the human body?
And 27 of those are in the cranium.
Now the average cranial capacity
of modern man-- hit it, would you?
--is 1200cc.
And the average cranial capacity
of Neanderthal man
is 1800cc.
I was just thinking how fascinating
that a creature that we think is a primitive caveman
actually had 27% more brains
than anyone alive today.
Sonny's voice: As I listened to the butcher rambling on
it hit me-- Vince set up the score.
So the driver must have been in on it.
If I found her, I'd be that much closer to him.
As for Petey, well...
let's just say there's a reason I'll never eat a hamburger again.
( car starts )
Drive around the block.
( gasps ) Okay.
Okay. Okay, please.
( whimpers )
Please take it easy.
This is far enough. Pull over.
Please don't hurt me.
Shut it off.
- Okay. - What's your name?
Mia.
You recognize me?
No, I'm sorry. I don't. Should I?
An Iranian diamond broker got jacked on the corner of 6th and Santa Fe.
( breathes heavily )
Yeah, that's right.
I didn't get my share. Where is he?
The blonde guy? I swear I have not seen him since then.
L-- I met him through some friends.
He offered me $5,000 to take this guy to a spot.
- Bullshit. - No no no no.
I swear to God. (crying )
I'm telling you the truth. You have to believe me.
I did not know that my client was gonna get hurt.
He promised me that that wasn't going to happen.
I swear to God I'm telling you the truth. You have to believe me.
Please, believe me.
- Mia. - Yes?
For your sake I hope you're telling the truth.
Oh God.
Gotcha.
Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa.
There's no money in the house.
Vincent Long, you know him?
No, I've never heard of him.
Okay, yeah, I know him.
Sit your ass down.
Let's start with who you are.
I'm Russell.
I work for the diamond exchange.
Your friend came to me, asked me if I could move $5 million in uncut stones.
He brought 'em, I paid him.
Done deal. Everybody got their share.
Not everybody.
Well, obviously.
- What's the girl's angle? - Mia?
She's my girlfriend.
We needed a driver who wouldn't freak out.
So we planted her at the car service.
Look, I can't help you.
I move diamonds. That's all I do.
People don't get their share, some guy gets clipped,
it's not my fucking problem. Hey, whoa, hey!
- Dave Hall. - What?
Say it, Dave Hall. Say it, God damn it.
- Dave Hall. - Dave Hall! Dave Hall.
That wasn't just anybody who got clipped.
That was my long-time friend Dave Hall.
Hey hey, I can help you get Vince.
- Yeah? - Yeah, it won't be easy.
He's got a place he hangs out over on 3rd.
Couple of guys, tough-- real stone killers.
Now when you see him you to give him a message.
Tell him his old friend from high school is looking for him.
Oh, you're kidding me. You're kidding me, right?
Really?
- Put your arms down. Come around here. - Unbelievable.
So what are you gonna do about this guy?
What, no hello? That's fucking rude.
Oh, I'm sorry. Hello.
Now what the fuck are you gonna do about this guy?
He came to my house last night, Vince.
My house.
This is your fuck up. This was your end of the deal.
- My end? - Yes.
Now take care of it.
What did you tell him?
What do you mean?
I mean what did you tell him?
Uh, how about not a goddamn thing? What are you talking about?
Russell, I know how weak you are, so just tell me what you told him.
I didn't-- I didn't say-- I didn't say anything.
You're still alive.
That means you told him something.
Now I want to know what the fuck it was.
Okay, you know what? Yes.
I told you from the beginning
there could be no loose ends, Vince.
You needed money. I told you how to get it.
Somewhere along the line you fucked up.
These were your friends. You should have handled it.
( choking )
Get that shit out of here, Markus.
I-I can't believe we're related.
I fucked this guy for months to make this deal happen.
I never did like the idea of you fucking him.
You know what we had to do, Vince.
Now what about Sonny?
I'm gonna handle it.
( scoffs )
How did he look?
How the fuck do you think he looked? He looked pissed off.
I hope you know what you're doing, Vince.
( clock chiming )
- Mr. B. - Yeah, Tony?
( sighs )
You know, one of the greatest pleasures of my life
is eating my breakfast and reading the sports page.
I like reading the box scores.
I like seeing who wins, who loses.
It relaxes me. You know what I mean?
( sighs )
Now they say
that they're gonna stop publishing newspapers
so people can read the stats and the box scores
on their fucking cell phone.
Who wants to look at a cell phone when you're eating food?
It's ridiculous. I'll tell you what it is--
uncivilized.
It's a different world.
Same world,
different toys.
What do you hear about Petey and the kid?
Nothing yet.
But we grabbed one of the Russians this morning.
Sal's softening him up right now.
All right. Go take a look.
I'll be down there in a little bit, all right?
- Give me a call if something changes. - All right.
Will do, boss.
Boss.
What did Petey's mom say?
She hasn't heard anything.
And the sisters, no one's seen him.
This way.
Thanks.
How's it going, Sal? He tell you anything?
- Not much. - Hey, Ivan.
Oh. Hey, buddy.
Hey. Hey.
How you doing in there?
Sal, this defeats the whole fucking purpose of interrogating him.
How are you gonna get anything out of him if he's dead?
You brought me all the way down here for this?
Now you've got to go get another Russian, all right?
( man whispering )
I was hoping I'd see you again, my son.
You can leave the burden of life
at the door of God's house.
You really believe all this shit, Father?
I mean, if He made good He also made bad, right?
Do you believe in free will?
The idea that you are free
to make your own choice in this world.
Of course.
Then how could you make a choice between right and wrong
if God did not offer the two extremes?
The path to God is based upon your ability
as a thinking, feeling being
to make the correct decisions.
If everything was perfect, then you wouldn't be on earth.
You'd already be in heaven.
You don't live in my world, Father.
God can forgive almost anything, my son.
But you must open your heart to Him.
( control tower chatter )
Aw, Christ.
Back five fucking minutes, I got to deal with this asshole.
Vincent: Hey, Johnny.
Welcome back. How was Vegas?
- Hot. - Yeah?
Yeah, what else you want to know?
-I need to talk to you. - I heard you got a problem with ghosts.
- Ghosts? - Yeah.
People that should be dead, but ain't.
What the fuck did I tell you? If you're gonna whack someone,
you put two in the head. That way they can't come back for you.
- Yeah, I know. - You know, but you didn't do that,
did you? Now you got problems.
Yeah, I was kind of hoping you could help me out.
I already helped you out. I took care of the cops.
Come on, man, you got a cut.
For protection. I ain't going to war for you, kid.
- I'm not asking you to go to war for-- - You shut the fuck up.
Listen, that friend of yours, somehow he got Biggs involved.
That changed everything.
This guy don't fuck around. He's the most ruthless,
cold motherfucker you'll ever meet. You know what happened
-to the last guy who fucked with him? - No.
Let's just say he got a closed-casket funeral.
I can't do anything on this. You're on your own.
( huffs ) All right.
And I'll tell you something else.
If Biggs reaches out for me, I'm gonna deliver you.
Just like that?
It's business.
John.
Fuck.
( sniffles )
Sonny?
- Hey. - I'm sorry.
( Sobs )
He always said that
he'd be okay as long as you were there.
I'll make it better.
Long time.
Only 13 years.
I can't help you.
I didn't come here to ask you for your help.
Well, then why don't you get to it?
They only let me out of my cage for about 15 minutes.
I came to ask
is there anything you want me to tell your son
before I kill him?
You know, if this glass wasn't between us I'd break your fucking neck
- for talking to me that way! - The glass is there.
Hey. Hey!
- That's it, let's go. - You hear that?
That's it, let's go. Let's go.
- That's it. - This crazy motherfucker.
All right, all right.
- Is he here? - Yeah, but he's busy right--
What the fuck? Mia.
So you gonna be around later on?
- Yo, Mia, what the fuck? - Get rid of her.
- Hey. - What?
Get your shit and get going.
I guess just go.
You're a fucking asshole.
This is why we're in a world of shit, Vincent.
Because you're off fucking around
instead of taking care of business.
Calm down. I'm tying up the loose ends.
Loose ends? The only fucking loose end is Sonny.
I am telling you, Vincent, do not underestimate him.
I grew up with Sonny. He's a hothead.
He'll always come through the front door.
Great, so we'll just wait for the doorbell to ring, right?
Mia, enough.
Man on P.A.: We need a backup register open, please.
Backup register open, please.
This what you want?
All cashiers please come to the front.
All cashiers to the front.
-( knocking ) - It's open, Vincent.
( gasps )
- ( grunts ) - ( screams )
We're done with the small talk, hmm?
( panting )
Where are my diamonds?
I sold them.
( tisks ) Wrong answer.
(whimpering )
Oh, come on.
( moans )
So this is fun for you? Huh?
( coughs )
Want to go again?
You have a lot of nice things here.
( coughs )
( sighs )
Is this all worth it?
Yeah, it is.
Ooh, scary-- blood.
- ( shatters ) - ( whimpers )
Give me my diamonds and we're done.
Fuck you!
Fuck, man. I'm starving.
We'll get something on the way back home.
What you in the mood for?
Shit, like a fucking salad.
What the hell?
What's wrong with you, man?
Yo, Mia.
Mia.
Fuck.
Mia?
Fuck.
Oh fuck.
We've got to get the fuck out of here, Vince.
We've got to go.
- Let's go. - Get off me!
I'm sorry, man. We've got to get the fuck out of here.
Shut up.
I'm sorry, girl.
( muffled screams )
- Biggs: Frankie, how's it going? - Nothing, boss.
No one's seen or heard anything.
They must have whacked the both of them.
Listen, you stupid fucking Russian son of a bitch,
if you're not gonna plan on growing gills anytime soon,
I'd suggest you tell the man what he wants to know.
Black man took the money.
That's all I see. He took it.
10 bucks says when he comes up for air he starts screaming about God.
- 20. - Bet.
Tony: Bring him up.
( sputtering )
Oh, mother of God!
( laughs )
Hey, Aqualung.
Let me tell you something. God ain't here.
Okay? God has left Detroit.
I'm your only god today.
So you'd better tell me what happened to my boy Petey,
what happened to the black man,
and what happened to my fucking money.
- You hear me? - Man with gun, he took your money.
He took your money. I tell the truth. I tell the truth!
( laughs ) You're a tough son of a bitch.
Back in the pool, Tony.
- You see that game last night? - Yeah.
It was a ball. Way outside.
No fucking way that was a strike.
Ump walked to the plate, he couldn't see shit.
- They should use that computer box. - Yeah.
- Way outside. - Fuckin' ump is like Mr. fucking Magoo.
He can't see anything.
I think he's drowning, boss.
Pull him up.
-( laughs) -I think he's dead.
I think he was telling the truth.
( laughs )
Listen, come and get me after you clean this up.
- I'm gonna go get a massage. - Will do. Let's get him.
( beeps )
( phone ringing )
Yeah? Yeah, I'll be there. I'm just running a few minutes late.
- I don't like to be kept waiting. - Whatever.
- You're light. - it's all there.
No it isn't. You're light.
What the fuck are you trying to say, Saunders?
The warden said the price went up.
No no no. We had a deal.
Yeah, you paid for a year's worth of protection.
And now you're gonna have to pay more.
You want the old man kept in protective custody?
You pay $100,000 upfront.
This is bullshit.
How long do you think that old man's
gonna stay in the general population?
I give him two days before the brothers cut him a new one.
You want that on your head?
I know you're about family, so do the right thing, Vince.
Be the good son.
You'd better think this through before you pull that trigger.
You fuck up with us
and your old man's a stain on the floor.
Got it?
You got 24 hours.
Or we feed him to the animals.
Get out.
Mia's dead.
What do you want me to say?
Say fucking something. Anything.
There's nothing to say.
You don't even want to know how?
It doesn't fucking matter.
You're out there making mistake after mistake.
And you wonder why she's dead?
What am I doing wrong?
Well, Sonny for one.
How do you know about Sonny?
He came to visit me.
He sat right where you're sitting right now
on the other side of this glass and he looked me in the eye.
Can you do the same?
I'm doing my best.
Well, it's not good enough.
What am I supposed to do?
( sighs )
You really are a little shit. You know that?
I never thought I'd have to say that.
Big men make big moves, Vincent.
Are you a big man?
( groans )
Hey.
Sonny's voice: I knew Biggs had to be hot on my trail.
You don't take $2 million from a guy like that
and expect him to forget about it.
Biggs: No no, you've got to explain it to me again.
The same guy that shot you whacked Petey,
took my money, and you want me to believe that?
Yes.
I told you I was looking for him when you first grabbed me, remember?
You think I'd be sitting here if I had your money?
Shit, I ain't crazy.
What?
- Where's my money? - Vincent has your money.
Your friend Vincent?
Yes.
I know where Vincent is and I know where the money is.
There's just one problem. He's got an army around him.
An army of juvenile delinquents with pistols?
Give me some of your men and we'll go get the money and bring it right back.
I have a different plan. Come on.
You all right?
Yeah, I'm cool.
You sure?
All right.
You want a drink?
No thank you.
Might help you relax a little.
Why is it rich people are always telling me to relax?
'Cause you're young. You're a young man.
Young guys just want to run through their life
as fast as they can.
Set it up, knock it down. Set it up, knock it down.
It's short, real short.
You get to be my age you see just how short it is.
The older you get, the closer you get to your death,
you want to relax. You want to take your time.
There's no rush, kid.
You sure you don't want that drink?
Yeah, I'll take a drink.
- Bourbon or Scotch? - Bourbon.
Crap.
You should know I hate this John R prick.
Just let me do the talking when we get there, all right?
Hey, you go to church?
I used to.
It got to a point they didn't want to see me there anymore.
I still help them out with donations.
I could see those priests up there sweating.
I made them nervous.
So you believe in God?
I don't know if I believe in their God.
Yeah, I pray.
I pray every night.
I need a God that's got a lot of forgiveness.
You're gonna be all right though.
Don't worry about a thing.
What's the matter, Vince? You look like you've seen a fucking ghost.
- You know why we're here, John? - Yeah, I know.
That's the kid you wanted to see.
Consider him delivered.
Where's my money?
I don't know what you're talking about.
Give him his fucking money, Vince.
I don't know what this dude told you, but it's bullshit.
Last chance.
With all due respect, I know exactly who you are
and I would never fucking steal--
John: Jesus Christ! Take it easy.
Everybody just take it easy. God damn it.
That's for Petey.
John: You got something of this man's, you give it to him now.
Or we could all die, John.
(grunts)
( gunshots )
Shit.
Oh! Hey!
- ( tires screech ) -( horn honks )
(grunts)
- Move! -( pans clatter)
- ( gunshots ) -( people screaming )
Woman: Watch out.
Fuck!
(dialing )
Saunders, don't you fucking move my dad.
I've got your money and I'll be there in an hour.
Going somewhere?
Who the fuck are you?
That's not the topic.
All right, what is the topic?
Diamonds. Mm-hmm.
That's right. Sit down.
Sit down!
You know, in some countries they cut off the hand that steals.
And you stole from us.
So the way I see it, you have three choices:
you can fuck around,
in which case I kill you;
you can go for that gun on the desk
and I kill you;
or you can just give me the diamonds
and I'll let you disappear.
Yeah right.
Look, my friend,
you're not half as tough as your little girlfriend.
And at the end
she talked.
So what is it going to be?
She wasn't my girlfriend.
She was my family.
- ( gunshot ) - ( screams )
You got off easy, motherfucker.
(grunts)
( groans )
( Vincent coughing )
( coughing, sputtering )
(coughing )
isn't much fun dying, huh, Vince?
Start digging.
Are you fucking kidding me, man?
You want me to dig my own goddamn grave?
Don't make me say it again. I said start digging.
And make sure it's deep so you're comfortable.
How much do you want?
Huh? How much is my life worth to you?
A rat's skin is only worth something to a rat, Vince.
Man, bullshit. Come on.
Who are you to judge me?
You ever thought about where the fuck you'd be without me?
Yeah, I thought about that
when I thought I was taking my last breath.
Man, who was the one out there making contacts,
setting up scores while you and Dave was getting high?
Huh? Me.
Who was the one who brought you in on shit,
put money in your pockets, helped you support your moms?
- Me! - That's what I don't understand, man.
That's what--
We were family, man. We were brothers.
- You, me and Dave-- - Fuck Dave, dude.
Come on. That stuttering little bitch.
This is about us, man.
How long before him and his big-ass mouth would have got us all whacked?
- ( gunshot) - ( groaning )
- He was loyal. - ( groaning )
He was weak.
He was my friend.
Just like you, Vince. Remember?
Oh fuck.
Let me tell you something as your friend, Sonny.
Everything you got in this world is because of me.
Everything you fucking are in this world
is because of me.
What could you have gotten into
that was so bad that you couldn't tell me?
Huh? Tell me, I want to know.
I had your back since we were kids, man.
And what do you do? You fucking shoot me and leave me for dead.
I had no choice, man. I was in over my head.
I couldn't-- I needed all the money.
They were gonna-- they were gonna kill my father.
- What? - They were gonna kill my dad.
Sonny, you're right, man.
And I'm sorry. I should have come to you.
But you-- you've gotta tell me, what can I do right now?
How can I make this right, man? Tell me what to do.
You should have thought about that before.
You make peace with God, not me.
Do it.
Fucking do it, Sonny. Shoot my ass.
'Cause you know what? You ain't nothing in this world without me, man.
You shoot me and we're the same.
We'll both be gone.
We're not the same.
You're fucking pathetic, man.
Man, fuck you!
Fuck you, man!
I don't need you, Sonny.
I don't need you, man. You need me.
You need me!
I'm gonna walk out of here. You'll see, man.
You hear me? You hear me?!
Fuck you!
I'll find your ass!
Fuck you, Sonny!
- ( grunts ) - Yo, man, check it out. Check it out.
Man: Yo, it was nice knowing you, buddy.
- ( alarm sounding ) - Break it up! Make a hole!
- Get back! Get back! - Back off!
-I need a medic in Red.
- Back up. - Get back.
Get back on the wall. Get back.
Let me see your hand. Get your hand out of there.
- How are you doing? - Hi.
I need you to sign right here.
( chuckles )
♪ How do you want to be remembered? ♪
♪ For your honor ♪
♪ Or your pride? ♪
♪ How do you want to be remembered? ♪
♪ For you body ♪
♪ Or your mind? ♪
Sonny's voice: A man once said an eye for an eye
leaves everyone blind.
As I was not my brother's keeper,
neither was I his killer.
I could live with the fact that Vincent was still alive.
The question was, could he?
♪ Time is on my side ♪
♪ And still the world continues to turn ♪
♪ And as I think about the things that I've learned ♪
♪ I see that money's worth less ♪
♪ With every dollar I earned ♪
♪ And in the end I'd rather choose to fade than burn ♪
♪ Sometimes you pay the price ♪
♪ For flying close to the sun ♪
♪ But that's why youth is wasted on the young ♪
♪ I think of all the things that I've done♪
♪ All the ghosts in my past ♪
♪ Will my reputation live, will it crumble and crash? ♪
♪ As I dream I see a vision of an angel who asks ♪
♪ Why'd I die young and leave a pretty face in the casket? ♪
♪ Ain't no fashion here, we don't take plastic ♪
♪ We don't give a damn how many chips you cashed in ♪
♪ With ashes I'm waiting at the entrance to heaven ♪
♪ Without a legacy, why should they show me acceptance?♪
♪ Though she doesn't speak ♪
♪ I hear the words of her lessons ♪
♪ And as she sings, she haunts me ♪
♪ With the simplest of questions, she says ♪
♪ How do you want to be remembered? ♪
♪ For your anger ♪
♪ Or your love? ♪
♪ How do you want to be remembered? ♪
♪ For your beauty ♪
♪ Or your blood? ♪
♪ How do you want to be remembered? ♪
♪ For your actions ♪
♪ Or your words? ♪
♪ Too big a sacrifice ♪
♪ How do you want to be remembered? ♪
♪ For your silence ♪
♪ Or your voice? ♪
♪ Leave a legacy. ♪
( instrumental music playing )