Bones

Great. Gunshots. Perfect.

It's just a backfire.

Like you'd know.

Face it, man. We are lost.

Hold on a second.

We're here.|Where the hell are you?

Why don't your b*tch ass|look behind you...

...and see what's crackin', man?

I got this.

Let me see it.

"Let me see it"?

Let me see it, man.

Show him the f***ing money.

Show him. Show him.

Where is it?

You think I got it|in my pocket, man?

Yeah.

I can't go get it, man.

Y'all might be the po-po.

I ain't no po-po.

You got to get it yourself, man.

It's around the corner,|down the block...

...by the...|What's that, n*gger?

Loose brick,|north side of the building.

Go, man. Bounce.

Let me go on record, Jason.

This is a really bad idea.

There it is.

Nice.

It's easy as pie...

...and twice as tasty.

Man, someone's screwing|with my car!

Come on.

Come on, in here!

I saw them go in.

This is a waste of f***ing time.

Come on.

Forget it.|There's no way they're in there.

Trust me. I've been|working here for 20 years.

There's nobody in there.|Let's go.

F***ing donut shop shuts|in less than five minutes.

All right.

Oh, God damn it!

Let's get the hell out of here.

Dude, that was close.

Yeah.

What the f*** was that?

F***.

Where'd it go?

I don't care.|Let's get the f*** out of here.

Go!

Go, go, go! Come on!

What the hell was that?

Hey, you!|Get away from there!

Get!

Dude, let's get out of here.

I'm right behind you, man.

Oh, man.

Palmer!

Somebody help me!

Somebody help!

"For outside are|dogs and sorcerers-"

Revelation 22:
verse 15.

- Hey, check it out.|- Jimmy, over here.

Yeah. Place your bets.

What's your number?

That must be your birthday, huh?

Get your money right.|Put it in here, baby.

Let's get these numbers running.

- You all right?|- Yeah.

This looks like a damn graveyard|around here, bro.

This neighborhood's|making a comeback.

Where the hell has it been?

This is the ugliest building|I've ever seen.

I don't know.

There's something about|this building.

It just drew me.

All right,|you know something?

I was planning|on doing this...

...after I got the place|cleaned up and whatnot...

...but, like the man says,|carpe diem.

What do you think about this,|little sis?

That's us.

"Illbient"?|Whose club is that?

Ours.

What do you mean, ours?

Like I said, ours.

Come on, check it out.

- In this?|- Yes.

Patrick,|what are you thinking?

This is prehistoric.

Can you picture it, though?

Look, we could have|the bar right here.

Dance floor.

- Yo, Bill.|- What?

DJ booth, right there.

Anything's possible,|but that's a lot of work.

Oh, Jesus.

Tell me that's part of a dog|or something.

Yeah, that's dog.

That's from a cat or something.

It's a pretty big cat,|Patrick.

Cat, dog, whatever.

I got a really great deal|on this place.

A really great deal, man.

They couldn't give it away.

It was dead meat stinking up|their books for 20 years.

Don't do that, Maurice.

Stop playing, man.

Chill.

The last owner on the lease,|before the bank...

...was back in '79.

Some cat named Jimmy Bones.

It's been empty ever since.

Jimmy Bones?

- You heard of him?|- You haven't?

Not that I can remember.

He was a locaI legend|back in the Seventies.

Sure.

There was a song-

Sing it for me, baby. Come on.

Let's do this. Ready?

This is the story of Jimmy Bones...

Black as night and hard as stone...

Sorry.|Something about a deuce.

A switchblade and...

A switchblade and a diamond.

Get yourself a couple of dollars|and buy a piece of candy.

Say, "Thank you, Uncle Jimmy. "

Thank you, Uncle Jimmy.

Jimmy Bones.

Aw, Maurice. Jimmy Bones.|How bad-ass is that?

Jimmy Bones!

Patrick, I'm going|to tell you something.

I'm sold, baby,|and I'll tell you why.

This is what I'm thinking.

We could use this whole|Jimmy Bones theme...

...to make this place off the hook.

Look at this place, man.|It's a dump.

Actually, it'd have|to work to be a dump.

Look at the rest of the place|before you tear it down.

I know it's cold.

I'll run downstairs,|fire up the furnace...

...see if I can warm the joint up|a little bit...

...and you'll see.

This place has|serious potential, man.

PotentiaI to leave me|seriously injured.

I'm gonna check out how to get|the DJ equipment up there.

Who's coming?

Aw, man.

Aw, sh*t.

Am I trippin'?

I'm going this way.

Yeah, me, too.

No, you won't, buddy.

You're going|to follow me upstairs.

Tia, be careful.

Oh, sh*t!

F***ing rats.

Please don't bust,|because I can't afford that.

What's up?

Contact paranoia.|Maybe you heard of it.

I'm buggin' from hanging|with you all the time.

I tell you, goddamn, man.

Well, I got bigger problems.

I can't get this joint lit.|That's drug abuse.

Things are nuts down here|without you squawking that up.

Maurice?

Bill?

Hey... Buddy.

How long you been|locked in here?

Want my burger?

Damn, you were hungry.

You want us to move in here?

That's the only way we'll get|the place fixed in time.

Yeah, right.

And whichever of us|is alive by the end of week...

...inherits all|of Vincent Price's cash.

You want to play college radio,|high school reunions...

...and some fool's club once a week|for the rest of your lives...

...that's cool,|but I think we can do better.

I put everything I got|into this...

...because I believe|we can make it happen.

We move in. We take shifts.

Enough with|the motivational speech.

I'm down, all right?

Thank you.

He has a good track record,|so just go with him.

Fine. Mars needs|a little bit of Venus.

If I'm going to sleep|in a spook house...

...surround me with chicks|more scared than me.

Speaking of which...

Why would you say that|about my sister, man?

- Oh, sh*t.|- Look who I found.

What? Tia.

That's the nastiest dog|I ever seen.

He's not as ugly|as some people I know.

Anyway, I'm naming him Bones.

Bones?

Let's go get the stuff|we need and bring it back.

- Shotgun.|- Shotgun.

- I said it first.|- No, you hear things late.

By the way...

Dad does know about this, right?

Are you kidding?

Patrick, man-

It's going to be cool, bro.|I'm telling you.

Hey!

What y'all doing over there|with that dog?

Is he yours?

Is he yours, sir?

Hell, no!

What do you care, then?

I'll tell you something, boy.|Shoot that dog.

Shoot the dog?

Whatever you say, sir.

I think it's nappy time.

Come on, Bones.

Tia, put him in the back.

Don't feed that dog!

What the hell's wrong|with you?

Some holes can't be filled...

...and some hunger|can't be satisfied.

Some people need to stagger|their medication.

I'm serious!|He'll only get hungrier.

Come on, Cynthia.

Y'all people|really don't like dogs.

Ma'am, you need any help|with those bags?

No, thank you.

Really, let us help.

We just moved|into the neighborhood.

We're going to be neighbors.

Let me help you out.

You moved onto this block?

Not really to live,|but to play.

See, I'm a DJ, right?

In that building?

It's going to be le hot sh*t.

Pardon my Francais.

We're making it a dance club.

Ever heard of|the Resurrection Brothers?

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