Framed Page #5
- R
- Year:
- 1975
- 106 min
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doubles?
Mm-hmm.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Sure.
Here's to sal...
i hope.
Here's to vince.
lsalute./l
excuse me. Got to
hit the john.
My kidneys need
a little tune-up.
Uh, 2 more, please.
Saw your car parked down the street, lewis.
Figured you would
be in here.
Since you didn't think the
office was the right place,
what about here?
Well, there must be
a better time.
I mean, there's too many
witnesses here, lard-ass.
Listen, you
son of a b*tch!
There was no witnesses in the alley.
You claimed you took my
cousin with your bare hands.
You take me that way, and i'll believe you.
Oh ho ho!
Doubles. Ho ho ho!
Oh, that's nice.
That's going to make
it twice as easy.
How's your wind, tubby?
You'll find out.
Let's go.
You mind if i finish
my drinks, roly-poly?
Ok, ok, finish them.
When you get your nerve
up, i'll be at the bar...
waiting!
Excuse lme./l
cop?
Yeah.
You want to
take him on?
No! Hell, i'd lose
no matter what happened.
I'll take care
of it.
You just give me
a couple of minutes,
you walk out
that front door.
When you get out there,
and i'll handle it.
Are you crazy?
You can't kill a cop
in the middle of town.
Leave it to me,
huh?
Vin...
lewis.
Let's take a walk.
Follow me.
Oh, man!
Oh! Ohh! Oh!
Just another
drunken policeman.
Ha ha ha ha!
Goddamn you, lewis!
Call an ambulance.
I'll call one from home.
I can save a dime that way.
You bastard, lewis!
You won't get...
you won't get away with it!
Ron. Ron, wake up.
Sheriff bundy's
here to see you.
Oh...
ron, wake up. He is
really steaming.
Oh...
will you, please?
Good morning.
Lewis,
spit it out.
What the hell happened to bickford?
Oh... something fell
on him, i guess.
He's in the hospital with
a cast from head to foot...
broken clavicle,
dislocated shoulder,
broken arm,
broken ribs!
They have to call
a plastering contractor?
My men checked
that building.
laccidentally/l fall on bickford.
Those rolls were stacked
2 buildings away.
They couldn't have
fallen from there.
I don't know.
Well, the bar waitress said you
were drinking with someone else.
Who was it?
Aren't you ever going to
light that cigarette?
Not if i can help it.
All right, who was it?
Insurance salesman.
What's his name?
I don't know.
I lost his card.
He didn't think i was a
very good insurance risk.
He may be right.
What were you doing outside
that bar with bickford?
He tried to pick a fight
with me that i didn't want.
You know what
i think, sheriff?
I think he was
setting me up.
I think that tarpaper
was meant for me, not him.
He's not
that clever.
on anyone in this town.
That goes especially
for my men.
You cause them
any more trouble,
and i'm going to bury you
personally, you understand?
Yeah.
Ok. It was that
vince character
you brought in the club
last night, wasn't it?
Oh.
Get rid of him, ron.
What's for breakfast?
I don't know.
The menu didn't come
down from the mafia yet.
Now, who is he?
Vince?
Vince is an old buddy
of mine from prison.
He came here
to kill me.
Oh, come on!
No jokes.
What is going on?
There's a contract
out on me.
Vince drew it.
That's one
of his specialties.
Oh, my god!
Ha ha ha ha!
Hello. This is
the dealer.
Have you been able
to reach sal yet?
He's due back today.
I'll tell him...
hang on a minute.
There's a guy on the phone,
called a couple of times.
Says he's the dealer.
Oh, hey, ron, baby!
How goes it?
Sal, i got
a problem here.
Well,
what's your problem?
Well, some contractors in cleveland
are trying to kill my business.
I was wondering
if you might know them
and could put
a stop to it.
They sent vince down
here to take care of it.
Vince?
Yep.
Ha ha ha ha!
Sal?
Ha ha ha ha!
Sal, it ain't
all that funny.
Ha ha ha!
Listen, ron, tell vince
to call me, will you?
Sure, it's ok
to give him my number.
Of course.
I'll get the word out
immediately.
I'll call everybody off so
you can go about your business.
Thank you, sal.
Now, remember, ron,
we're not the only wholesalers
of this... merchandise, you know,
so be careful.
Thank you.
There's one more thing.
There's a state senator
down here named tatum.
I was wondering
if you could give me
some sort of a rundown on his son dean.
Now, wait a minute, ron. Don't
fool around with politicians.
They're a bunch of
shitbirds. You'll get burned.
Yep.
Well, ok.
Ok, i'll try, ron.
Hey, thank you, sal.
Thank you.
Bye-bye.
Ha ha ha! Vince?
Get down!
Stay in the car!
Back the car down the
driveway, block the street,
and get out
of it, quick!
Susan!
Susan?
You all right?
They're both dead.
Who were they?
No idea.
I spotted this car with 2 guys
in it parked down the street.
The second time around,
there was only one.
Then i saw this guy go
in the apartment,
so i went around and came in
I was just deciding how to
play it when you drove up.
How do you want to
handle this?
Sheriff bundy's finest are going to
be swarming this area in a few minutes.
I thought they were just plain
house burglars. Didn't you?
Ow! Burglars?
They were...
shh! Deputy perry's
a trained observer.
You, ronald lewis,
understand
that you can consult with
an attorney at any time,
that you don't
have to speak
other than
of your own free will,
and any incriminating
admissions you may make
may be held against you
in a court of law?
My name is ronald lewis, and
i do want an attorney now,
providing there's an honest
one still left in this city.
I've been held incommunicado
in a room for over 3 hours
with my hands
chained behind my back.
According to the supreme court's
ruling of the miranda case...
ok. Take the cuffs
off of him.
God damn it!
Will somebody take the
goddamn cuffs off of him!
Lewis.
Look, lewis.
I got to establish what happened out there.
I've already got sergeant perry's version.
Now, if you got
nothing to hide,
you should be willing to tell me yours.
I know you want
to get some sleep.
Come on. Let's get it over with, huh, ron?
Well, tad, i haven't
had my breakfast yet.
What?
Breakfast, tad.
I haven't had any yet.
Well, god damn it, neither
have i! None of us have!
We've been out there
cleaning up that mess
and trying to find out
what the hell happened!
Prisoners upstairs
had theirs yet?
Of course they have.
Then i want mine.
You ain't
no goddamn prisoner.
Well, that's good.
Then i'll leave.
You get your ass
back in that chair
until you tell me what the
hell happened out there!
Now, get down there!
You want to turn that tape
recorder back on and record that?
Damn it, you con! Sit
your ass in that chair!
Let me talk to him.
I believe
i'm hungry, too.
Why don't you go get some
breakfast for mr. Lewis and me?
And bring coffee
for everybody.
We can solve this, can't
we, ron, like gentlemen?
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