Bulletproof Page #4

Jack, are you all right?

Yeah, I'm okay.

Listen, who's there with you?

Finch.

Okay, we're in a motel

outside of Flagstaff,

a little place called

The Hunting Cap Lodge.

We'll find it, have someone there

first thing in the morning.

Somebody from that area.

Let's keep this between us.

Can't trust nobody right now.

Being up in the sticks, man, you must

lose your mind. Nothin' else to do.

You whack off a lot?

Wh-What's a lot?

Well, you know, you got five minutes

off, you got nothin' to do,

you stumble into one of the rooms,

pull down your little panties, whack it.

Excuse me.

We need a room.

Uh... you guys aren't...

you know?

Look, it's been a long day.

Just give me a room.

Okay. Just, uh...

fill this out...

please.

Charlie, come here.

Geez, man, I wanna talk to ya.

He says he's not gay,

but, uh...

let's see what a few drinks and

a back massage will do to him, huh?

Might gay him up a little,

don't you think? Look at him.

Look at the way he's standing. He's

not gay, huh? He's waitin' for you.

Oh, I... That's...

I don't thi... Mm-mm.

Is that your wife

back there?

Yeah.

Goddamn, she's hot!

Thank you.

Yeah! The three of us, we could

burn it up together, don't you think?

- What do you mean?

- You know damn well what I mean.

Hey, which room?

Uh... let's see.

Well, the only room we have available

is the honeymoon suite.

We'll take it.

Hey, Charlie,

come here, please.

So, uh,

what do you think?

Me, you, the old lady,

a little sandwich action?

- Wh-What do you mean?

- Yeah, come on!

You're a piece of white bread.

She's a piece of white bread.

I'm the salami.

Let's give it a shot.

Oh, well, she's not eating sandwiches.

She's on a diet right now.

- All right, well, think about it.

- Let's go.

All right.

Well, enjoy your night.

And thank you

for staying... here.

# You #

# My darling, you #

# Bittersweet #

# Memories #

# That is all I'm taking #

# With me #

# So good-bye #

# Please don't cry #

# We both know #

# I'm not what you need #

# And I #

# I will always #

# Love you #

# I'll always love you # #

Will you shut up?

Shut the hell up!

Keats, you'll always be

my bodyguard.

You know that.

Ow!

Let me guess.

You dropped the soap?

Please take that

out of my ass.

I want you

on the bed now!

Hey, Charlie.

What's up, Chuck?

Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah!

No, we're in some ratty little town

called Beaver Pelt.

How will you get out?

Hey, turn that off.

The guy is goin' down on her and she's

eating an apple. It's hilarious.

Oh, yeah, that's right.

I'm sorry, sweetheart.

What did you say?

Jack, what's going on there?

It sounds like someone's having sex.

No, nobody's having sex.

It's just Moses.

Jack.

Hey, will you

turn that sh*t off!

This is a '70s porno.

You know how I can tell?

'Cause the guy's dick

has sideburns.

So, listen, baby, wha...

what are you wearing?

What am I wearing?

Yeah, you know, you wearing that

little black lacey thing I bought you?

Well, as a matter of fact, I am.

Why do you ask?

I don't know. I'm just sittin' here,

thinkin' about you.

You know,

I'm really missin' you.

I miss you too.

Hey, I gotta let you go.

Jack...

Where did you get that?

Didn't they search you?

I had it in my ass.

You want a hit?

Here.

Hey, man, what're you doin'?

You just wasted good weed!

Who were you talking to anyway? Your

girlfriend? I didn't know you had a girlfriend.

I'm probably

gonna marry this one.

Marry her? Geez, man.

I ain't ever gettin' married.

I wouldn't drag anybody

into my miserable life.

And two, two cars

in every garage, you betcha.

What was wrong with you, man, gettin'

involved with a piece of sh*t like that?

I don't know.

Crime's the only thing I'm good at, man.

I had a normal job once.

I was a busboy.

Got fired in three days.

I don't know how to give people butter.

I got the guy

in the yellow trunks.

Twenty bucks,

man in the green.

- You already owe me 20 bucks.

- For what?

Knicks at the Forum.

You didn't wanna take any points.

Were you out of your mind?

What a sucker. Here.

You know, maybe I'm the sucker.

Damned handcuff sh*t!

Man, you really

had me fooled!

I would've done anything for you. I

would've taken a bullet for you, Keats!

I bet that's not even

your real name, "Keats."

Holy sh*t. Your name

really isn't Keats, is it?

It's Carter.

Jack Carter.

I told you personal sh*t about myself,

sh*t I never told anybody in my life,

and you didn't even

tell me your real name?

I was working undercover.

What do you expect?

- You didn't tell anybody, did you?

- About what?

The sh*t I told you! You probably

told every cop on the force!

What, that they

over-circumcised you?

That's bullshit!

I made that up to make you laugh!

Don't worry about it.

I didn't tell anybody anything.

- You're a liar.

- Don't give me none of your sh*t!

I'm not the one that

made you cross that line.

I may be a criminal, but I would never

do to anybody what you did to me, man.

That's messin'

with people's feelings!

That's why your head hurts

right now, man. You feel guilty.

No, my head hurts

because you shot me in it.

- Keats.

- Look, it's Carter.

I put my ass on the line, trying to

make sure nothin' happened to you.

And what did I get?

A bullet in the head!

That was an accident.

- Don't say that sh*t to me.

- It's the truth.

If you're not man enough to admit that

what you did was more cold-blooded...

than anything I've done to you,

then I don't wanna hear your mouth!

- Well, it was...

- Don't say it!

An accident!

Hey, Moses, you know,

my head feels a million times better.

I think I'm gonna sleep

like a baby tonight. How about you?

Oh, I'm sorry about the turds in there.

It was an accident.

# And I will always #

# Love you #

But, honey, you're the one

that's always saying...

we need to try new things...

to keep the passion and fire

in our relationship.

Well, how do you know you wouldn't

like a little sandwich action?

All right, stud,

say good-bye.

Uh, I gotta go, honey.

Good-bye.

Where are they?

Who?

Understand me.

I'm gonna ask you one more time,

then I'm gonna blow your brains out

all over Mr. Moose.

Bungalow 7.

Good night.

Qu rico!

Qu ms grande!

No lo puedo creo!

Get in!

Get in!

Go, go, go!

- Stay down.

- Those fellas messed with the wrong hombre!

They don't get out of here

alive! Let's go!

- Oh-oh. Oh, sh*t!

- Here they come!

Uh, Charlie, don't you think

you're goin' a little fast?

Don't worry. I know these woods

like the back of my hand.

- Hey!

- Hey!

Aaaah!

That elm came down in a storm

we had a week ago Thursday.

Guess those fellows

aren't from around here.

Heh, heh, heh, heh.

That's Jimmy's creek. It's good fishin',

if you're ever back this way.

Charlie, are you getting

a woody doing this?

Uh-uh. I had one

before we started.

Come on, Charles.

I don't like

that look in his eye.

- Where're we going? What's he doin'?

- Charlie!

God almighty!

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