Freebie and the Bean Page #2

they got special lanes.

- They go fast.

- Oh, yeah?

Oh, yeah.

That's right.

They don't have to wait

for the cars.

We got that right now.

[siren wailing]

That's right.

(man on radio)

'All cars, pursuit on Beach

Boulevard, request support.'

Hey, that's close.

Come on, let's go over there.

(man on radio)

'Liquor truck, blue.

Suspect armed and dangerous.'

Hey, what're you, crazy?

Are you trying to get us killed?

That's a 45 mile

per-hour on ramp!

- Relax, will you?

- Slow down!

Hey, slow down, you idiot!

(male #2)

'Oh, man, run.

Run for your lives!'

Hey!

Well, I told you, smart ass.

But you don't listen.

You know everything!

You still think you're

a goddamn motorcycle cop!

I could've made it

in my Porsche.

- It's a Ford!

- I could have, though!

- It's not your Porsche!

- I could have made it though.

- It's a Ford!

- Lousy power steering.

[tires whirring]

[tires squealing]

This is helmet time.

- You want your helmet?

- No, leave me alone.

(Bean)

'Let me out!'

'Stop the car, I wanna get out.

That's too fast!'

(Freebie)

'Jesus! I thought I left

the old lady at home!'

(imitating Bean)

"'Blah, blah, blah!"'

[honks]

(Bean)

'Careful, careful!'

'Just made the poor guy

wet on his shoes.'

That's the truck, huh?

Okay, alright, there's a lot

of guys after him.

Don't hit any policemen.

They're really hauling ass, huh?

Hey, hey, cut it out!

Jesus Christ!

We've got him, for God's sakes.

It's 20 against two.

Take him, take him.

Easy, take it easy.

Should have gone the other way?

I was going the other way,

now, all of a sudden

you're a director of traffic?

Watch the glass!

There's bottles--

How can I watch the glass?

I'm watching the truck!

[gunfire]

Whoa!

Jesus Christ!

(male #3)

'Get back, it's gonna explode!'

(male #4)

'You're crazy.

Could have killed somebody.'

Hey, what you guys doing

out here?

Oh, we brought

the ice and soda, Frank.

(female #3)

'He's drunk, he's drunk.'

Jesus.

Scotch, huh?

Move! Move!

Oh, yeah?

Oh, yeah?

Hey, is it my fault

they didn't bring tequila?

Put this evidence

in the car here.

Watch it, I got some evidence

here, watch it, back up!

'Come on, now back up!'

[indistinct chattering]

Hey, come on!

Hey, hey, hey!

My neck hurts.

Get me a doctor.

He's bought it.

Holy Jesus.

- Hey, hey, Bean.

- Huh?

This stuff comes from where we

just come from, doesn't it?

Yeah.

You can make it.

Just try.

Hey.

Up!

Anybody ever tell you

you shouldn't shoot at cops!

Huh?

Huh?

Let's take him

down to headquarters

and sweat him a little bit!

Hey, hold on.

Why don't you guys take him?

Come on.

Let those idiots do it.

Look, let's go sweat the guy

that's sweating, alright?

(Bean)

'I guess that must have

been the little something'

'Whitey and Motley

got going together.'

Oh, what a dump.

This is really depressing.

What a depressing life.

Might as well get used to it.

It's where all the ex-cons live.

You're going to feel

right at home here.

Actually,

it's not so bad, you know.

The view, the view is terrific.

You can see my suite

at the Hilton over there.

By the way, this is not

an ex-con's neighborhood.

- It's a different neighborhood.

- How do you know?

This is a blue-collar

workers' neighborhood.

Where do you get

your information?

Oh, we just passed

that clothesline over there!

Didn't you see

the shirts hanging there?

I'm gonna kill you

I swear to God

one of these days,

I'm gonna kill you.

Listen, when you do

I want you to do me a favor.

Use the service elevator.

'Got that,

Lieutenant Mexican sir?'

The minute I become lieutenant

I'm gonna have

three guys watching you

24 hours a day

and you start stealing soap

from those carts that go by

I'm gonna have your ass in jail,

next to Red Meyers.

What-what soap and what carts?

They got ladies

that push those carts around.

- With soap and towels!

- I didn't know that.

- Oh, yeah?

- Well, how did you know that?

My mother used to push

one of those.

- ls that right?

- Yeah.

Hi, Whitey.

[shrieks]

Oh!

Ouch!

[clanking]

I don't know nothing about it.

Alright, okay, look, all I know

was what warehouse

the scotch was in, alright?

And you and Motley

in this thing together?

Motley, no.

- Excuse me.

- Yeah.

- I don't like to interrupt.

- That's alright.

Oh, yeah, l-l wanna inform you

of your rights.

You're allowed to consult

a lawyer if you so desire.

Hey, hey, take it easy.

Take it easy.

Why?

No, don't hit him anymore.

I've got some questions--

- He makes me so mad, so angry.

- I understand.

It's just that he does,

I'm sorry!

- Take it easy.

- Lose my mind sometimes.

- Just take it easy.

- Alright!

Okay.

What did Motley have to do

with this?

Nothing.

Yeah.

You know, you keep a very,

very, very messy house.

Agh!

Hey, hey, hey, come on now.

What are you--

you're bleeding all over me.

Aah!

What are you doin' out here?

Get back in there

and cover yourself up!

'Uh..'

Well, I hate he's

not gonna say anything.

Listen, Bean, why don't you, uh

you know,

you stay with him, and I'll

I'll go play with

the girlfriend a little bit.

Maybe she knows something,

I don't know!

Hey, hey, not the girl!

Not the girl!

(Freebie)

'It's been months, man.

Now let me go.'

I warned you

about this last time.

I promise it won't happen again.

I promise..

Lt will!

You're an animal!

- Let me deal with it.

- Damn it, Freebie!

Listen, you don't wanna

tell us anything else?

You're sure, now?

Get your partner out of there.

She can't tell him nothing.

She got nothing to say to him.

She got nothing to say to him!

What's he gonna do to her?

Oh, I don't know,

it's different every time.

What?

You sure you don't wanna

tell us about Motley?

I told you, Motley--

(Freebie)

'Hey, Bean!'

'You got the pliers?'

- Pliers?

- 'Yeah.'

Oh, the pl--

The pliers!

Not the pliers, Freebie!

Get him out of there!

What are you doing

this big number on me for, man?

Hey, hey, hey, hey, would you

get this voyeur outta here

'because I'm really

starting to lose my desire.'

Keep stuffing your face,

you're gonna get fat as a pig!

Please, Bean,

would you get him outta here?

Cause she's gonna start

eating another apple.

What are you squeezing

Motley for, huh?

We're not interested

in Motley, we wanna know

about a friend of Motley's.

What?

Red Meyers?

Would you put your hands

behind your back?

Please, dear?

(Whitey)

'You're wasting your time.'

Look, Red Meyers

is gonna be dead on Monday.

They got a contract

out on him.

(Freebie)

'It's about time.

Come on, who cares?'

'Get him outta here.'

(Whitey)

'isn't that worth something,

what I just told you, huh?'

Hey, that's not news

just floating around

on the streets, man.

'For god's sakes listen to me.

She ain't worth it!'

Who's got the contract?

Detroit.

'It's out of Detroit.'

They got Michigan Phil.

(Bean)

'Who's the buyer?'

- What?

- 'Who's the buyer?'

(male #5)

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