Cadillac Man Page #5
- R
- Year:
- 1990
- 97 min
- 471 Views
Let me show you around.
What's it gonna be, Mr. O'Brien?
Are you ready to continue
our relationship for life?
I'm still waiting, Mr. Salesman.
One moment!
Excuse me.
I'm sick of your moment!
Can't you see I've
got two ups at once?
Little's not gonna approve
your deal. Go talk to him.
Your sale's going to walk.
Do anything. Keep him there.
Show him some cleavage, OK?
- Mr. Salesman!
- I'll be right with you.
My wife was thinking
maybe an Allante con...
Shut up!
Black.
Is that what you want, darling?
Yes, honey.
I saw one I really like.
You must know what
I'm talking about.
Mr. O'Brien, can you help us?
Mr. Salesman! This
Washington Continental...
what kind of deal
we going to make?
Cash is OK?
- Mr. O'Brien, please.
- One moment.
- How much in cash?
- American cash?
You accept Chinese?
Joey, get with that guy.
Don't go! We've got a deal.
We had a deal!
Sit down. Take...
I believe you were serving us.
- Back off!
- Please!
- Mr. Salesman!
- F***!
You had your good time.
Now you're gonna die!
Get over there!
Move it!
My God! He's going to kill us!
Everybody f***ing
against the wall...
or we all f***ing die!
Get up! Get out of there!
What are you hiding from?
Are you one of them?
Donna.
Larry!
Are you one of them?
- One what?
- You look like one of them!
What the hell are you doing?
You gone crazy, Larry?
- I want to know, Donna.
- Have you gone crazy?
Tell me! Tell me
who you f***ed here.
Why kill everyone?
I gotta know!
Tell me!
What do you want to know?
Everyone!
I f***ed them all!
I f*** and f*** and f***!
Sh*t! Get up!
Get in there!
Move it!
I'll f***ing kill you.
Move it!
Don't shoot me.
All right...
Everybody over there!
Wait! Everybody back.
Everybody hands up!
And make it look like
nothing's happening.
Shut the dog up!
I don't like dogs!
He's just a puppy!
All the women, over there!
Please, I just came to buy...
Shut up!
- My wife!
- Move it!
You're going to
get us all killed!
Shut up!
Get it away from me!
Please don't hurt Chester.
Get it away from me!
Get the dog away from me!
with the tattoo!
You been doir Donna, ain't you?
Answer me, you little sh*t!
Stick your little toy dick
in there!
I didn't f*** your girlfriend!
She's not my girlfriend!
She's my wife!
Jesus! Don't!
He's just a kid.
What's your problem?
Please... don't shoot!
Stay back!
What is this, Joy?
I'm sorry, Harry.
I didn't mean to...
Joy, you haven't been screwing
the salesmen, have you?
- Shut up!
- Have you?
A little.
Everybody fuckir shut up!
This is my thing, all right?
This is some joint here.
Open season
on everyone's wife, huh?
So you had your
little fun, didn't you?
Please don't kill me!
I don't want to die!
It was me.
You what?
Me and Donna, we...
What are you saying, Joey?
How could you do this?
I hope this guy does kill you!
Shut up!
You shut up even more!
- I'm sorry, sir.
- Thank you.
- I'm doing the talking.
- Right.
So we got one.
Who else did her?
The kid? Who else? Come on!
- Nobody else. It was just me.
- Prove it.
You think I'd
bullshit you about this?
What am I, a retard?
with an automatic weapon...
loaded and pointed at me?
It's just me.
Nobody else.
Well, what about...
you know, all that stuff
she said?
"I f*** and f*** and f***. "
She was trying to hurt you.
- Am I dead?
- Move it!
If you hurt my son,
I'll kill you!
Larry, come on!
We were talking!
We were talking here, Lar.
Remember me and Donna?
Right.
How many times
did you do her, man?
What's it matter?
She's dyir over there.
One time? Twenty times?
- Less.
- Ten?
I don't know.
More than ten?
Less than ten?
Look behind me.
I can't talk in front of ladies.
You let the ladies go,
I'll tell you everything.
What do you got
against the ladies?
They never did
anything with Donna.
I don't know they didn't.
You let the ladies go,
we'll talk all night.
You tell me first!
How many times?
I swear I'll kill you!
Go ahead, but you kill me...
about me and Donna.
Come on. Be a guy.
Let the ladies go, OK?
Come on.
Larry, she's over there.
She's alive.
Look at that, Larry.
- She ain't dead.
- What happened?
The shot just grazed her head.
Get away from her!
What are you doing?
Nothing. She's hurt, Larry.
She deserves it.
Let me get her
in a chair, OK, Larry?
Put her in a chair.
That's a good idea, Larry.
Get your hands off her!
What happened?
No matter what you hear,
shut up.
- What?
- Yeah, b*tch.
Better listen
to your boyfriend.
What?
Listen to what your
boyfriend's saying.
You think I'm
fuckir Joey? Jerk!
- You doing her or not?
I don't know who I'm doing
and who I'm not doing.
Donna, I told him.
Just you and me.
There's nobody else.
Look at that.
See, the bullet
grazed her head.
She doesn't know
what's going on.
- She's got amnesia.
- I got what?
She's got what?
Don't go bullshitting
him, Donna, OK?
I told him everything.
You see the gun?
You lie to him, who knows
what sh*t will go down.
Trust me on this, Dee.
It's just Joey.
Nobody else.
Oh, sh*t.
Some crazy dude crashed
right through the door!
- He's got a gun!
- I know. Get down.
I'm gettir the f***
out of here!
Cops. What am I gonna do?
Larry, you know what you do?
Give up.
Call it a day.
Let's put the gun down.
We go out
and tell the cops...
- What you talking about?
Maybe we just let the ladies go.
How 'bout that?
That'd look really good
right now.
That'd buy you a little time.
The cops'd have to deal
with the ladies.
The ladies could tell the cops
you're a no-sh*t guy.
Shut up!
I'm a no-sh*t guy!
You ladies get out of here.
You tell the cops
I'm a no-sh*t guy!
Not you! Sit down!
All right!
He's a no-sh*t guy!
Hey, quit talking
that French stuff!
Joy, what are you doing?
Get out of here.
Joey, I just love you,
that's all.
Joy, there's
nothing here for you.
I'm sorry. Now go.
It's over.
Come on! Go!
Get out!
You don't deserve this.
I'm sorry. Forgive me.
Get out of here!
Chester! Come here.
Jeez. Where'd you find her?
Sorry, man.
All right!
Everybody move it!
Get it in gear!
Go! Move it!
What the hell
are you doing here?
We're just getting
a shot here.
You're in the line of fire!
Move!
You, inside.
You are surrounded.
You have no hope of escape.
Surrender immediately.
You're surrounded.
You have no hope of escape.
Stay back!
Tell them to stay back
or I'll blow this place...
and half the f***ing
block to hell.
He says stay back...
or he'll blow this place
and half the block to hell.
Yeah? With what?
That stuff on my bike.
It's very explosive stuff.
He's got stuff
strapped to his bike.
So what?
So does my little kid.
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