All Over Me Page #4
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- Year:
- 1997
- 86 min
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across the country.
That son of a b*tch.
Thank you.
Shows what a good
heart you have.
Don't try
and play me, okay?
I'm not stupid.
Of course you're not.
Paul has good taste.
You met him and instantly
felt unworthy, right?
Wanted to seem exotic,
tough.
You pretended to be
your leather-bound roommate.
You shouldn't.
I hear how
she talks to you.
Listen.
We have a situation here.
My security detail, Isaac,
has been looking for an excuse
to end Paul for a long time now.
They can kill that lying
prick for all I care.
Well.
Maybe I misjudged you.
You seem very
involved in his life.
He came to me
with nothing.
I've guided him.
Like a father?
So who's this then?
Put that away.
Your son?
I...
lost him.
He's gone now.
I'm sorry.
Then untie me.
I'll feel better.
Forget about the f***ing pizza.
You show me respect.
I just wanna get outta here.
I don't give a f***
what you want on your pizza.
I wanna go home.
F*** home, okay?
We're not at home right now.
Fine, you wanna go home
to Mommy, little b*tch?
How can you be so sure
those two lunkheads of yours
haven't found it already
and buggered off?
We checked the house.
It's clean,
and they wouldn't dare.
I know my people.
Isaac, he's getting worse.
He's fine.
- No, I can't end up back in jail.
- Then don't.
- We need to get him to a hospital.
- That's not the job.
Well, I think the job is sort of over
when the target ends up in a coma.
I'm even gonna consider
letting you go.
I need to know the brothers won't come
after me once I get my share.
Let's just say I have
a very strong hold on Isaac.
Okay?
What does that mean?
He's a wanted man.
I use my connections
to keep him out of jail,
and Isaac controls Aaron.
So.
Didn't do a very good job
of controlling Aaron last night.
That wasn't my fault.
I wanna go, Isaac, okay?
I wanna go now.
Like you promised,
like we planned.
We could drive south
until it's warm.
Rene called like an hour ago,
he said...
He called?
Were you ever
gonna tell me?
He's getting the money back.
He's probably dropping
her into oblivion as we speak.
Okay, why don't we
take Paul in
and we can get
the f*** outta here then?
Not without word.
Okay, f*** Rene's word.
Let's just f***ing go, okay?
I wanna go now.
Aaron's not a problem.
A couple years back,
Isaac got backed into a corner.
We worked Aaron
into taking the fall.
Aaron willingly did
two years' hard time.
Won't even take a piss
unless Isaac gives the okay.
Isaac controls Aaron.
I control Isaac.
Listen here, shithead.
Rene tracked Paul
across the country.
You think if we bail,
he'll just forget about us, huh?
Especially if his precious little
protege over there
croaks because of you?
We're on
the clock here, kid.
We stay
with this job.
F***!
- I'm gonna tell Mom.
- Go ahead, tell Mom.
- Guess what? You're f***ing adopted.
- I am not!
I am not adopted!
I am not adopted!
F*** you, Isaac.
F*** you.
Oh great! Best shirt ever
and now look, Isaac.
Mom got me this
for Christmas.
Well, go home
and Mom will fix it.
- Fine, I will.
- F***ing baby.
You're close to making
a good decision here, Alberta.
All you need to do
is follow through.
For Paul.
What in Sam f***ing Hill
is going on in here?
Get rid of her.
What is your problem?
I don't know
what kind of sh*t he's pulling
but, God, stop being
so naive.
Is Paul okay?
Did you see him?
He's alive, still in the house
playing possum.
- What are...
- God, I think we can do this.
Do what?
We scatter
the brothers.
We get Paulie's ticket
to half a million.
What is the matter
with you?
I have it all
worked out.
The younger brother's completely useless
without the older one.
so if we get
them sep... Celene!
Listen.
No, you listen.
Those two guys are freaking nutbars.
They're insane
times 20.
We can take them.
Oh, Alberta.
Stop that.
I hate it when you use that
condescending tone.
I'm trying
to help here.
I don't need
your help.
I think you do.
Now, listen, I just spent a lot of time
trying to get that guy to trust me.
You got him to talk?
Yeah.
So I figure
if we help Paul,
he'll be willing
to share his score
with his rescuers.
Why are you
doing all of this?
I said I'd make
this up to you,
and what's wrong with
wanting to help Paul a little bit, too?
Alberta!
I really need to urinate.
You have my permission.
We were close to a deal.
We'd agreed
I wasn't stupid.
This is ridiculous.
Stop it, Alberta.
I mean it.
Alberta...
Isaac will
eat you alive.
He'll kill you
and Paul.
You can't do this.
Yes I can.
Please, Mom, don't.
What is it?
Isaac, what does
that even mean?
It means Rene's
been scalped.
- I've got it.
- Give me the phone.
Hello?
Give me
the goddamn phone.
Yeah?
Hi. Can I speak with Paul, please?
Uh...
- he's unavailable. Who's this?
- Who is it?
Oh, so he's still
on the floor?
You ran off so quickly
the other day.
Cedar Lane Mall,
food court,
in a half hour.
- Who is it?
- How about you come here now?
I'm sure it would delight Rene
to know that his employees
have so little
regard for his life.
Take Paul's cell
and don't be late.
Let me say something.
He'll show. Dress.
Okay,
so as we agreed...
Act like I'm in control.
Got it.
No, keep him
on the phone.
Do not poke the bear.
Do not engage.
Okay?
Okay.
See you at Spencer's
in an hour.
- Can I go with you?
- No.
- Why?
- Come here. Look at me.
Someone has
to stay here, okay?
In case he wakes up.
That's gotta be you.
Come on, when have I ever
steered you wrong, huh?
That's right.
Good. Okay?
Now just trust me,
stay here,
watch him
and don't screw up.
- Okay.
- Okay.
How long are you
gonna be?
As long as it takes me
to snap that b*tch's neck.
- Okay?
- Yeah.
All right.
Come here,
for good luck.
Whoa, hey, wait,
you can't just walk in here.
Look, I'm on call.
I only have
a few minutes.
I told Rene I'd check on your friend
so where is he?
Okay, um...
but Rene's been...
when did you talk to him?
Last night.
What's it matter?
I'm here now,
so move it.
Fine.
From what he said, the guy's probably
done for by now anyway.
Okay, wait.
Yeah, it's very
important that he wakes up.
I'm going to need some clean towels
soaked in ice water.
All right.
Hey.
Oh, now.
Hey, Paul, are you
still with us?
Here's your towel.
Who were you talking to?
Tea towels, imbecile.
Tea towels.
Oh, okay, I'm sorry.
# Oh Lord,
Oh Lord #
# Oh Lord,
Oh Lord... #
# Well, I told you #
# But I thought
you'd knew #
# Oh Lord,
there ain't no heaven #
# On the county road #
# Don't talk about it... #
Yeah?
Congratulations.
You've completed
phase one.
Say what?
I need you to get
back in your car,
- start head...
- No goddamn way.
You're not
in control here.
Your ass here in five
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