$windle
- Year:
- 2002
- 119 Views
Excuse me.
- Hello Michael.
- I won't be but a moment.
I just need to check
- Alright, Miss Jones.
- It's alright.
So I'm doing this job
in L.A., right...
I'm gonna be working
with these 2 new guys.
f***in' Haiti or something.
All they tell me...
is that these 2 were brothers,
twins in fact saying to me,
"Whateveryou do, don't ask them
about being brothers,"
which is exactly the wrong thing
to say to me
'cause sure as sh*t, the best way
to get me to do something
- is to f***in'...
- Why is it...
that the landscape never looks more
beautiful than when you're standing...
on the edge of a cliff?
stakes that makes the reward
so much more worthwhile?
You everfind yourself
in a position...
and wonder exactly
how it is you got there?
Life moves fast.
to get a good clear look.
That's the problem with clarity.
oh, that is beautiful!
oh, sorry, I just...
- Didn't hearyou come in.
- I just need your signature.
oh sure.
- Was that Italy?
- No...
It was Greece.
oh, well it was beautiful.
Yeah.
Can I help you?
I certainly hope so. I need to
get into my safety deposit box.
- I'm sorry, but the bank is--
- Closed, I know. Um...
... but c'mon Eddie, in the time
it would take you to call
and confirm it with Michael,
I'd be in and out of your hair.
C'mon, whaddya say, Eddie?
So, have you been to all these places?
No.
oh...
Well, I would really just love
to get out of New York.
Yeah. If you can believe it,
I've never even
been out of state.
- That's pretty pathetic, huh?
- No.
No, not really, no.
Hey you.
Hey! Sweetheart...
Are you f***ing coming or what?
Let's do it.
Are you all finished?
- Yeah, just about.
- okay.
Get down!
Get down!
- Here you go.
- Thanks.
- Judy...
- Yeah?
Would... would you like to go?
What? To Greece?
I meant...
... someday.
Ah! Ha! Ha!
to go to Greece with you.
- oh.. ha!
- oh you're good. Ha! Ha!
Yes, Lawrence, what is it?
Uh, closing time, boss.
- We're gonna lock up now. okay?
- Fine. Fine.
I finally work up the nerve to ask her
out and I ask herto f***ing Greece!
So, Miss Jones, you got
Big plans.
Stop! Drop your weapons!
Ha! Ha! Looks like the world's
all out of heros.
Everybody get the f*** down! Now!
- Press the alarm?
- No.
- Press it!
- What?
Press the alarm.
We're not supposed to do that
until after it's all over.
- You wanna die?
- It's company policy.
You wanna know what my company policy is...
toward smartass tellers...
Judy? Huh?
Good. Get overthere! Get up!
- I pressed the alarm. It's oK!
- overthere! All of you!
overthere! Don't move! Don't
turn around you f***! Move!
- Whoa Seth. What the f***!
- What's going on, Seth?
Seth, it's Fly! What the f***?
Look out Seth!
- Stop!
- Look out, Seth!
Stop, you a**hole!
Get up baby!
Yo dude!
- Woo!
- What's going on? What?
Got nothing on you baby!
You guys are too slow!
You got f***ing... Whoa!
Whoa whoa whoa!
F***ing perfect!
I know because I hear
your heart pounding
Drowning out all the other sounds
I'm a hustler baby
I'm a hustler baby
Creeping from the ground
And you sick
on the street, just like in the real world,
it's all about who you know.
or more to the point,
who knows you. It's called
getting vouched for.
The best way to get a criminal
to vouch foryou is to earn it.
If you don't have time for
that, the next best thing...
is to have him see you
being chased down the street...
by coppers. See, criminals are...
a suspicious bunch by nature,
but once you're on the inside,
they'll help you out
like no otherfriend.
Not because they're loyal, but
because there's always an angle.
I needed help.
I needed to get in on a game.
Poker game. "No limit Texas Hold'em."
It's what they play
And I should have known right there.
I should have known.
Truth is, I did know.
You're late.
Yo, what happened this afternoon?
No big deal. It was parking tickets, I think.
Last I saw you, cops were
chasing you down the streeet.
- Forget the cops.
- Listen, are these the guys?
Hey, you want in on any of the
action, you talk to the Fat Man.
Hey. Can you get me in the game?
Lady at the bar, she's yourticket in.
You don't take a leak unless she
holds it, you know what I mean?
- Hey, so we good?
- It's all set.
Hey baby...
You remember The King if you win.
Nothing to lose
Nowhere to go
No one to love
No one to hold
You'd get a bettertip
if you took that off.
Jerk.
Travelin'down the road in my El Camino...
And with so much to say,
they each said nothing.
Who's that, Kerouac?
- Grisham.
- Ah! Ha! Ha!
Well, we don't get much of that
around here.
It's mostly just...
"Nice dress. It'd look great
on my floor."
oh yeah? Who's that?
Huh? Hemingway?
Can you...
Can you get me in that?
- You sure you want to?
- Those guys are rollers.
You're cute, but you don't
have any money, do you?
Ha! Ha!
Hey, I got a couple bucks.
- Yeah?
- Yeah.
I'll take my chances. Besides...
I got Lady Luck on my side, right.
Mmm. Yeah, well...
I'd keep my eye on her
if I was you 'cause...
... she can be a real b*tch.
Excuse me.
Do you want a sunset
Mexican bungalow
Nothing to lose
nothing to show
No one to trust
And nothing to loan
So?
He says he'd be more than
happy to take your money.
- Really?
- Mmm.
oh good.
Look, um... I'm trying
to think of something...
really sophisticated to say
right about here...
How 'bout, "Bye."
Simple, yet refined.
I like it.
Excuse me gentleman.
You got cards 'cause...
... I wanna play cards.
down by the road
Rising on each side
Where is the beach side
Yeah, I'm lost on the road
In Sausalito
Sitting by the pool in the sun
In San Francisco
Thinking 'bout the old times
Riding down the road
Cursin' till midnight
Livin' the high life jump in the pool
And let yourself go
Nothing to do
nothing to lose
No one to love
no one to...
...hold... to love
no one to hold...
Got a light?
Sure.
You look pretty proud of yourself.
What's that supposed to mean? Huh?
What's your good news?
I wanna know what
we're gonna celebrate.
Yeah? You workin'?
- Huh?
- What were you expecting?
"Would you like some company?"
or how 'bout,
"Hey big man, wanna party?"
Why me?
- Really, why me?
- You look nice.
Yeah?
I don't meet a lot of nice
guys in this line of work.
Well, I'm not nice. Ha! Ha!
- And you don't know me.
- Yes, well...
Let's just say I know men.
Look, I promise not to play
the whole "hooker with a heart
of gold" angle
if you promise not to ask me
why I'm in this profession...
... tell me I'm beautiful and
that you don't have to do this.
- Promise.
- We could just cut the sh*t...
- and have wildcat sex.
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