Bad Company
Your friend is late.
He'll be here.
Yeah? I do have other bidders.
I personally vouch for this man.
Well, I trust you, Michael,
but you see,
with each degree of separation
comes a degree of uncertainty.
Mr. Turner.
Mr. Vas.
The KGB once tried to set me up.
So I had to kill 3 of their agents
and then I hunted down their families.
The point is, if I sense
anything out of the ordinary--
No, the point is, I haven't
seen anything from you yet...
to justify a payment of $ 20 million.
So, before I hand over a small fortune
and risk my life,
I want to know 100% that you can,
in fact, deliver a device.
That's the point.
Very well.
Michelle?
Owner's manual.
- This is your show of good faith?
- Well, you're still alive.
You consider that
a show of good faith.
Now, what do you have for me?
Down payment-- one million dollars.
So, when do I get the device?
Let's say 10 days.
Michael, you take that telephone,
and I will call you and tell you
how to proceed.
Keep it on you all the time.
As for you, sir,
the next time we meet,
I suggest you be on time.
Nice coat.
- Well done.
- See you around.
- So far, so good?
- Yeah, so far.
- Kevin's got a tail.
- Is it Vas?
No, they don't look Russian.
They don't look friendly.
We'd better go back for him.
You ordered us not to
jeopardize our cover, sir.
Hey, turn left.
Turn left!
Turn left.
Turn left!
Kill him!
- Coming fast.
Let's go!
Get down!
Get down!
Get down!
Get down! Down!
There he is! Pull over!
You're jeopardizing the mission!
You are the mission.
God, that was close.
Did you see who they were?
Kevin?
Doesn't this all smack
of extreme desperation?
A nuclear bomb that fits neatly
into a carry-on suitcase?
Kevin spends 2 years getting close to these
people in order to position you as the buyer.
Vas won't deal with anyone else,
and we have 9 days to make this work.
I'd say desperation
was the order of the day.
- My guess is it's a rival buyer.
Could be Pakistanis,
Chechins, North Koreans.
- Libyans.
I think Vas is a businessman.
He'll take anyone's money.
So why kill Kevin
if they could just outbid him?
'Cause we have deeper pockets.
He priced them out of the game.
- Who do you think it is?
- Well, the Cold War is over.
These guys don't wave flags any more,
and fanatacism, terrorism is global.
Well, whoever it is decided
to eliminate the competition...
and force Vas to deal with them.
So the future of the so-called
free world may rest in this...
young man's hands.
Big Time Tickets.
Whatever you want, I get you.
Yankees, 3rd-base line.
Knicks, court-side.
Rangers, on the ice. Masters,
I'll put you
on Tiger's teeth, all right?
No matter what you want,
I got it for you.
Big Time Tickets. What you need?
Come on, man.
You gonna call me 3 hours before
tip-off against the Lakers?
The Knicks sell out every game, money.
Since I like you, for 850
I can get you section 24, row 9,
12 back from the bench right behind
Woody with a good view of Spike,
unless he's got that turban thing on
his head looking like Yasser AraKnick.
Check.
Yo, hold a sec.
What's up? Big Time Tickets.
Jake Hayes. What you want?
Checkmate. Lion King? I can't do that.
Jake Hayes here.
Big Time Tickets. Mr. Johnson.
You gonna go to the game tonight,
or you wanna do some business?
Sh*t, he's kicking your ass.
Hey, don't look at me.
You got to watch that castle
about to b*tch-slap your bishop.
You lose, Opie.
- Damn!
- Okay, so I give you 400 for the tip.
- Yo, Jake, let's get a slice.
- Hold a sec.
Hello. Big Time Tickets.
Hey. I can't-- I can't go, man.
You always workin'.
Hey, honey. What's up?
Okay, I'm gonna pick you up from work,
then we'll talk all about it.
Okay, love you too. Bye.
I got to pick up my girlfriend,
so check this out.
You're gonna do this, right?
Then I'm gonna do this.
Then you're gonna do this,
then I'm gonna do this.
But you're gonna wanna do this,
but I'm gonna do this.
And when you're thinkin' about doin' this,
I'm gonna do this, then the game's over.
So why don't you give me $20 right now,
and we'll save 20 minutes.
Screw you.
You didn't know chess was
a contact sport, did you?
Hey, honey.
Julie Benson.
She's a nurse's aide.
They've been together 3 years.
She lives with her sister
and brother-in-law in Jersey City.
- Amazing resemblance to Kevin, sir.
- Yeah.
Like seeing a ghost.
I don't-- I don't know
how you're gonna react.
Come on! Wait a minute.
I should have known.
The mood swings, the weight gain--
What weight gain?
You're pregnant. You're pregnant.
I want everybody to know.
Hey, everybody! My woman's having a
baby, and we're getting married!
- All right!
- I am not pregnant.
We don't have to get married.
Marriage is a big step.
We should wait a while. We're young.
I'm moving to Seattle.
Seattle, like,
Seattle SuperSonics, Seattle?
- Baby, that's-that's pretty far.
- I got offered a job there.
What kind of job are you gonna get in
Seattle that you can't get in New York?
A friend of mine from
junior college called, and--
- Who?
- Kenneth.
- Your ex-man Ken.
- Look,
he's managing a company out there,
and he offered--
- So you're leaving me and
going back to Ken. - No.
- Are you leaving me?
- Sort of, but it's not the way--
So you're leaving me and going back
to Kenneth. That's what I asked you.
The Ken part is just business.
And what's the "leaving me" part?
Pleasure?
Pain.
Your sister put you up to this.
- It's been 3 years, Jake.
- I know it's been 3 years.
And we're in the same situation
that we were in when we met.
Meaning, we're not married.
We're not married, we can't
afford to get married.
And it doesn't look like
it's ever gonna change.
You know, poor people do get married.
I know, but I don't feel like fighting
with you every day because we're broke.
I mean, marriage is hard enough
without being poor.
Hey, what happened to the love?
What happened to all that romance?
You know I love you, but you are living
in this fantasy.
It's like you're waiting
for some kind of miracle.
I got to live in reality.
I am not gonna be young forever.
I see. You got to put yourself back on the
market while the merchandise is still fresh.
You act like there's a damn
expiration date on your forehead!
Come on, come on.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
You think I like living like this?
Moving tickets, hustling chess.
Deejaying at these little clubs.
I know I should have stayed in college.
I messed up. I'll go back to college.
I love you, Jake.
I love you too.
But I--
So when are you leaving?
Couple weeks.
But we'll talk before then.
Why?
Breathe in, breathe out
Do the monastery
Go on, let it out
Breathe out, breathe in
Put your back in
and let your knees bend
Kickin' through the door
Throw back vokal velour
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