China Moon Page #5
- R
- Year:
- 1994
- 99 min
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Unless of course, you want to help us.
Kyle.
She's going to walk.
She'll be real rich.
She's going to get $12 million.
The state attorney will cut a deal with you.
You could be out in a couple of years.
Is that you?
- You got my money, Lamar?
- You got the ticket?
Let me see it.
You'll get the rest when I get mine.
How much did you pay Dickey
to follow your husband?
What is he to you?
Rachel, start talking.
with nothing.
Lamar told me how to do it all.
How to do what?
Set up Rupert's death...
...where to meet you, the gun, Miami.
Everything.
- So we were just a lie?
- No.
It changed, Kyle.
I came back from Miami to be with you.
You didn't even check out of the hotel.
You came back to kill him.
No. We were going away.
- Who made the phone calls from the room?
- Who made the phone calls?
- I don't know.
I just want to know the truth. Tell me!
I am.
Don't look at me like that, Kyle, please.
- I'm not a stranger to you.
- Yes, you are.
Don't say that.
- I love you.
- I don't want to hear it.
- My life was over till I met you.
- Stop it!
- I love you.
- Stop it!
I love you!
Then why didn't you tell me?
If you love me, why didn't you tell me?
- I would've lost you for good.
- I don't want to hear more lies.
No more lying.
You were just f***ing me, weren't you?
I was loving you, and you were f***ing me.
You should have told me
from the beginning.
Why didn't you just tell me?
I tried to get out of it.
Please believe me.
Call Lamar.
Tell him you want to see him
at JJ's tonight.
Hello, Dickey-boy.
Kyle.
- You're a big disappointment to me.
- There was nothing I could do for you.
Maybe not.
You know, you figured this one
like you knew it all along.
Yeah. I went to school on you, Kyle.
You sure did.
I listened to everything you told me.
I knew you did it.
You made too many mistakes, Lamar.
What are you talking about?
You took this, didn't you?
I don't see my name on it.
You see the compass on your dash?
How did you know
about the $12 million trust?
- Did she tell you?
- Why would she do that?
Maybe you were going to help her
kill her husband.
I didn't. You did.
Well, you're going to jail with me anyway
because of this.
You see...
...it's all pitted from sand...
...just like the bullet
they took out of Munro.
- I don't know what you're talking about.
- You switched my gun, didn't you? My.38.
You shot it in the sand,
and then you got the bullet...
...in the autopsy room
when nobody was looking.
You switched it with the nine millimetre
slug they pulled out of Munro's chest.
No one is going to believe that.
You fired my.38 into the wall at Munro's
house, so the slug from the wall...
...and the slug from the body match.
And they're both from my gun.
You got a desperate imagination, my man.
How did you know where the body was?
Did she tell you?
- What do you think?
- I don't know.
All you got to do is get the mileage
from the car...
...and you know how far away the lake is.
- Get up, you son of a b*tch.
- Don't f*** yourself up worse, Kyle.
Let's go.
Sit down.
I told him everything, Lamar.
Where's my gun?
I don't have it, Kyle.
Give me the goddamn gun.
It's in my car.
If you've cooked up something, Lamar,
I'll blow your f***ing head off.
Let's go outside. Get up. Let's go.
Wait for me, Rachel.
Move.
- Lf I have to.
Well, you won't have to.
- How much were you in for?
- A lot.
The lady was desperate.
Then she wanted to call it off,
but the money smelled too good.
Why me?
Why not some f***ing bozo off the street?
- Why'd you set up your own partner?
- It had to be you.
You would've cracked the case
and busted me.
You got that right.
But you know what?
You were never the fall guy.
You were my insurance.
F*** you, Dickey-boy. You screwed up.
First the pictures, then my.38.
You kept it too long. Open it up.
Come on.
Where is it?
Under the driver's seat.
- It's not too late, Kyle.
- Shut up.
Toss the gun in the lake.
You can forget it ever happened.
Shut up.
- Police! Stop right there!
- He's got a gun!
Kyle!
Kyle?
Stay with me.
Stay with me.
I was never...
...going to leave you.
No.
No!
Rachel.
Kyle was right.
Sooner or later, they all f*** up.
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