Bad Influence Page #5
- R
- Year:
- 1990
- 99 min
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Something has been wrong.
You haven't even spoken to me in days.
And l can't handle it. l'm sorry.
- Leslie, wait. Let's talk about this.
- What?
What?
What?!
What?
lt's noth... it's nothing.
All right. See ya later, Mick.
He knows where we put the body.
- He followed us the whole time?
- Right.
- So he's seen me. He knows where l live!
- (siren)
l can't be in this.
What are we gonna do?
- Michael?
- l've gotta call you right back.
This is what he does - watch me squirm.
And if l'm not squirming enough,
he gives me another jab.
l cannot go back to jail.
l'll die there, l swear to God.
l'm gonna f***ing hang!
And there's not a goddamn thing
l can do about it.
Unless l kill the son of a b*tch.
Of course, l can't kill the son of a b*tch
unless l know where he is.
Now you're thinking like him.
Do you have a copy of The Reader?
- Do you? Where?
- Yeah. Here.
- l know how to find the son of a b*tch.
- No, Michael!
The police have a file on me.
They've gotta have a file on this guy.
We just have to get his fingerprints.
- You'll have to wait here. You know that?
- Yes.
- lf he sees you, everything is f***ed.
- Yeah, l know.
So you'll wait here
while l try to get his prints?
Yeah.
- ''Fun-loving couple seeks petite...''
- You got it.
( ''Look Who's Sorry Now''
by Skinny Puppy)
Buenas noches, Victor.
l feel funny about this, Mr Boll.
l'll get it back to you Monday morning,
as soon as l make the deposit.
l don't know.
l'm sitting on $40,000 cash
for the weekend.
l just don't feel safe.
l would never ask, except l'm stuck.
l don't have anybody else l can go to.
lf it was anybody else but you...
Thank you.
- Be careful, OK?
- Absolutely.
Michael?
Agh! Agh!
Help!
Help!
Michael! Help!
Help!
Michael!
Michael!
Help!
- Hold on.
- Help!
Pismo, what happened?
- He's here. He tried to kill me.
- Wait.
Pismo?
l can't find him any more.
What happened?
OK, l got the address of his friend.
Manhattan Beach.
That's where l met him.
That's where he's staying.
Hey, wait.
Michael! Would you wait up a minute?
- Michael!
- l do not want you with me.
- What is this? Where did you get that?
- Go upstairs and go to bed!
What are you gonna do?
Michael, wait!
- Would you stop for a second?
- Go back inside.
Give me the gun.
Don't f*** with me.
You don't know me any more.
Yes, l do. Give it to me
before you hurt somebody.
Fine. Take it.
Stop! Do not step on the brake!
Go touch the pedal.
- Let me help you.
- You can't help.
Michael, please.
lf you do this, he really has won.
(wind chimes)
Oh!
Me. l'm next.
- l'm gonna get us something to drink.
- OK.
Be right back.
(wind chimes)
You make a very funny face when
you come. Anyone ever tell you that?
- Are you going someplace?
- (groans)
What's that?
Oh. My jacket.
Where were you gonna plant it?
ln the Dumpster at my office?
- Your apartment.
- Oh.
Under the Dumpster, actually.
Drop it.
You and l need to talk.
No. No.
No talking.
You're gonna die with your mouth shut.
Then do it.
You can't, cos l never showed you how.
Now l'm gonna show you.
Oh, sh*t!
Guess l got you now, Mick.
Hah!
F*** you.
Get back.
l said get back!
Drop the knife in the water.
What is this?
lf you were gonna kill me,
you would have at the house.
l said drop the knife in the water.
You're not gonna use that.
l'm sorry.
What?
l'm sorry.
Sorry? You f***, you.
You're sorry about what?
Killing Claire? Trying to kill my brother?
Or maybe for holding a guy down
while l beat him. F*** you, you're sorry!
You didn't beat anyone.
l beat Patterson! You were
passed out in the car the whole time!
Knocked your hand on the pavement
to f*** with you.
F*** with me?
l didn't make you do anything
that wasn't in you already.
People are such hypocrites.
They walk through their whole lives
playing innocent, but they're not innocent.
l showed you that.
That's why l killed Claire, Mick.
My name is Michael.
Did you get that?
Every word.
Oh! Watch out!
l called them.
They'll be here any minute.
Anything?
(sirens)
That was fast.
You can stay here.
What are you going to tell them?
l'm gonna tell them what happened.
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