Bound Page #5
- R
- Year:
- 1996
- 108 min
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What are you doing?
Maybe 3 hours.
Caesar, what are you
going to do?
What do you think? We're
going to get the money back.
- What?
- If we get the money back
then none of this ever happened.
Caesar, you just killed
Gino Marzzone.
No, I didn't.
Not if the bodies disappear,
not if the money's here.
What happened to them?
I don't know.
Maybe we'll never know.
My guess? It was a job.
Maybe the Carpellas.
All part of the business.
Look. Once we find the money,
then everything's
gonna be all right.
Somebody's called them.
- F***!
- Oh, no.
F***.
Caesar, what are we gonna do?
They're just cops.
Stall them as long as you can.
Gino, man...
Come on.
Answer it.
- Hello?
- This is the police, ma'am.
- The police?
- We had a report of gunfire.
- Gunfire? Is this a joke?
- No joke, ma'am.
Please open the door.
Um... How do I know that
you're really the police?
Ma'am, you have
to open the door.
All right.
Now, if you're thinking
remember... I just
killed Gino Marzzone.
You understand what that means?
They're just cops.
See? We're for real.
I'm sorry. It's just that
sometimes you hear stories.
You did the right thing.
Come on in.
Hey, hey. Chicago's finest.
- How's it going tonight?
- Pretty good, sir.
I'm sorry. Got a bum ear.
Can't hear sh*t with it.
My name is Caesar,
and this here's my Violet.
some problems about gunshots?
Yes, sir. A neighbour
in the building called in.
- I think we know what happened.
- Probably just the television.
Oh, the television.
Honey, why don't you
turn it off?
This happened before.
This ear, I was born with it.
Today, the batteries went dead
on my hearing aid. I'm sorry.
- It's all right, sir.
- No big deal.
I hate to trouble you guys. Can
I get you a beer or something?
No, not on duty. Sorry.
But, uh, you mind
if I use your bathroom?
No. Sure. It's right over here.
Thanks.
Listen, you mind
if I make myself a drink?
- Yeah, right there.
- Sure, go right ahead, sir.
- This is a beautiful place.
- Thank you.
Is this a condo?
OK, let's roll.
Oh, try to keep extra batteries
around for the aid, OK?
Good idea.
Come on, let's go.
Sh*t.
F***! Where is it? Where is it?
Think.
It's got to be at his place.
Get in the car.
- Caesar, I don't think...
- Get in the f***ing car.
$2 million, Corky.
$2 million.
It's gotta be here.
It's gotta be.
I just... I got to think.
Think like Johnnie.
OK, I'm Johnnie.
I come in...
Where did I put it?
It's a lot of f***ing money,
and I got to hide it.
I got to hide it.
I don't have much time.
I got to get to the airport,
pick up my f***ing daddy!
"I can't wait to see Caesar's
face when he finds out. "
- Where did he put it?
- Cea...
Think. Think.
Where is it, you motherf***er?!
Where? Where?
Cea?
Cea.
It's not here, Caesar.
- Where is it?
- I don't know.
It could be anywhere.
We don't even know
if he was alone, Caesar.
Come on. We have to
get out of here.
We don't have much time.
What are you doing?
Got to buy more time.
More time.
Who are you going to call?
- Yeah?
- Hey, Mickey?
Oh, God.
Caesar,
what the f*** time is it?
Oh, Mickey, I wake you up?
Listen, I'm sorry.
I know it's late.
Look, I don't know
if this is a big deal,
- but they ain't showed up yet.
- What? They ain't there?
No. I called the airport.
The plane landed on time.
I even called over at Johnnie's
house, but there's no answer.
OK. Let me call around.
I'll see what I can do.
- Don't go anywhere, OK?
- OK, sure.
Caesar,
you still have the money?
Oh, yeah, Mickey.
I still got the money.
Staring right at it.
Good. Sit tight. I'll call you.
Bye.
I'll start packing.
You know what you have to do.
I'll use Johnnie's car
to dump the bodies in the lake.
I need plastic bags
and rope and tape.
Just hurry.
Please, Corky, please.
- Oh, thank God.
- I'm still here.
I was so afraid
You don't quit on me, Violet,
I won't quit on you.
Corky, it worked.
He's going to run.
He needs to take care of the
bodies to buy himself time,
but as soon
as he leaves it's over.
Just a little while longer.
Corky...
I want to tell you something.
I know, Violet.
I know.
It's why I'm still here.
Who was that?
Vi, who the f*** was that?
Did you call Mickey?
Did you?!
Mickey? That you?
F***.
Who is that? Who's over there?
Who's over there? Tell me!
- Tell me!
- No! God!
No! Please don't!
Please don't!
No! No! No, Caesar!
Drop the f***ing gun or die.
Drop it!
Turn around.
You?
Holy f***ing Christ.
You gotta be f***ing kidding me.
You gotta be f***ing kidding me.
Hey. Come on.
Wake up. Wake up.
Wake up.
Wake up, you f***ing dyke.
Good.
I know everything now.
I don't wanna hear
any I-don't-know bullshit.
God.
I should have seen this coming
the minute I met you.
Everybody knows your
kind can't be trusted.
F***ing queers.
You make me sick.
But you made a fatal mistake.
You tried to f*** the wrong guy,
and I swear to you,
I'm gonna kill you for it.
Where's my money?
- Don't tell him.
- Shut up, Violet.
- He can't kill you.
- Violet!
Not till he has the money.
Now. Where is it?
Lick me.
Where...
is...
my... money?
Either pull the trigger or
get that thing out of my face.
F***ing c*nt.
Caesar, stop acting
like an a**hole and think.
Violet, don't try to
tell me what to do.
You need the money
just like we do.
Why don't you let us go?
We'll make a deal.
Shut the f*** up!
What? What? What?
What did you do to her, huh?
What did you f***ing do to her?
That's not MY Violet.
- What did she do to you?
- Everything you couldn't.
You ungrateful f***ing b*tch!
Vi, you were nothing
before you met me!
Don't you remember
you had nothing?
Who gave you this place, huh?
Who gave it to you?
I did, Vi. I did.
You were nothing.
You had nothing.
What a load of crap.
Take a look at yourself, Caesar.
You're nothing
but a common thug.
You launder money for the Mob.
You rent women
like you rented this apartment.
You used me, Caesar.
Just like I used you.
All part of the business.
You betrayed me.
You murdered Gino!
Yeah. Sure. You made me.
I had to do that.
Bullshit. You did it.
Because you couldn't stand the
thought of Johnnie f***ing you.
- Shut up.
- YOU shut up.
All right, Violet. All right.
You want the business, Violet?
All of the business?
I'll f***ing give it to you.
I'll give you all of it.
I'm going to make you
f***ing suffer,
just like Shelly, Violet.
Just like f***ing Shelly.
I'm sorry, Corky.
Don't be sorry. Help me.
Oh, no, no, no!
Hey, Violet, you remember these?
All right. I'm going
to start with Violet...
So you get an idea
of what's coming.
I'm gonna ask you 10 questions.
Every time
I don't get an answer...
I cut off a finger.
Where's the money?
It's Mickey.
I said, where's the money?
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