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WE'LL DO IT.

WE'LL DO IT. YOU GOT

TO LISTEN TO THIS.

ANOTHER TIME, I WAS

IN THIS WHOREHOUSE,

YOUR FATHER--

I WOKE UP IN THE MORNING,

I TURNED OVER AND

I GRABBED HER P*SSY.

I REALLY:

GOTTA GO, OK?

I KNOW, I KNOW, BUT I

HAVE TO TELL YOU THIS.

ANOTHER TIME,

THERE WAS THIS:

REALLY HOT CHICK.

HE LOVED THIS VIETNAMESE,

BEAUTIFUL GIRL.

WELL, ONE NIGHT,

I F***ED HER UP,

AND YOUR FATHER,

HE BEAT MY FACE IN.

AND THE NEXT DAY,

HE SAVED MY LIFE.

REALLY?

THAT'S GREAT.

WE GOTTA GO. LISTEN,

I GOT A DEAD BODY

IN THE CAR,

AND I GOT TO MEET

THIS GUY JOJO.

RIGHT. YOU GOT

A DEAD BODY IN THE CAR?

WHAT ARE YOU:

TALKING ABOUT?

I'M JOKING.

LISTEN, I APPRECIATE

THIS, ALL RIGHT?

YOU WANT:

TO DO THE TRUCK?

GET THE TRUCK DOWN?

PUT THE CAR DOWN?

YEAH, YEAH.

HEY, WATCH YOURSELF.

I'LL TELL LUISA.

ALL RIGHT.

ALL RIGHT?

SHE'LL GIVE YOU

A CALL.

MAYBE HE'S UPSTAIRS.

I HOPE:

THIS BASTARD'S HOME.

I GOT TO TAKE:

A SH*T, MAN.

OH, ARE YOU GUYS

ALL RIGHT?

WHAT THE F***'S

WRONG WITH YOU?

YOU KILLED ONE PERSON.

ISN'T THAT ENOUGH?

SHUT THE F*** UP,

YOU F***ING A**HOLE.

I GOT F***ING GAS PAINS,

MAN.

I GOT TO TAKE A SH*T

SO BAD,

IT'S SQUEEZING

BETWEEN MY A**HOLE.

GOD DAMN.

ZANE.

WHAT?

WHAT IF THIS GUY

AIN'T HOME, MAN?

Man:
WHO IS IT?

WHAT THE F*** YOU DOING?

IT'S YOUR SISTER.

OPEN THE DOOR, JO.

IT'S F***ING LATE, JO.

JO, WHAT THE F***

ARE YOU DOING?

YOU SAID:

THIS GUY WAS COOL, MAN.

YOU ALL RIGHT?

I'M ALL RIGHT.

WHAT DO YOU WANT?

I TOLD YOU:

I WAS COMING OVER, JO.

WHO ARE THESE:

F***ING FAGGOTS?

THEY'RE MY FRIENDS.

THEY'RE GOOD.

YOU LOOK GOOD, JO.

HOW'S THAT F***ING

WEIGHT WATCHERS GOING?

YOU LOOK GOOD.

GET OUT OF SIGHT.

GET OUT OF SIGHT.

OUT OF SIGHT?

GET OUT OF SIGHT.

WHERE ARE YOU GOING,

JO?

STAY THERE. STAY THERE.

JO, VIETNAM'S OVER.

STAY. STAY.

F***ING AGENT ORANGE.

HE'S F***ING SNIFFING IT.

LOOK AT THIS:

F***ING FAT--

JO, WHAT IS THIS?

ALL RIGHT, GET IN.

YOU OK?

GET IN.

GET IN!

JO. JO.

GET IN.

I'M ALL RIGHT. GET IN.

GET THE F*** IN.

WHAT THE F***

IS WRONG WITH YOU, MAN?

SO, JOJO,

HOW YOU FEELING, BUDDY?

YOU LOOK GOOD.

THANKS. THANK YOU.

WEIGHT WATCHERS.

WEIGHT WATCHERS?

JOJO, WHEN

ARE THESE GUYS:

GOING TO LEAVE?

SOON.

SOON, HONEY, SOON.

I'LL TAKE CARE

OF YOU LATER.

JO, YOU THINK

WE NEED THESE PEOPLE HERE?

THIS IS MY FAMILY.

NOTHING TO WORRY ABOUT.

SO, UH...

HAVE A SEAT.

HAVE A SEAT,

YEAH.

JESUS CHRIST.

IT'S A LITTLE SMALL

IN HERE, JO.

GOT BIG PEOPLE:

IN YOUR FAMILY.

JUST DO WHA I SAY.

SO, UH...

SO, HOW YOU DOING?

ALL RIGHT.

WHAT ARE YOU:

HERE FOR?

JO, LISTEN,

I HAD A LITTLE ACCIDENT.

WHAT KIND:

OF ACCIDENT?

AN ACCIDENT.

YOU SEE MY FRIEND RAY

OVER THERE?

YEAH.

WHAT ABOUT HIM?

I SHOT HIS BROTHER

IN THE NECK.

YOU KILLED HIM?

YEAH, I KILLED HIM.

HE'S F***ING DEAD.

I SHOT HIM:

IN THE NECK.

WHAT DO YOU THINK?

WAS HE A BIG GUY

OR A SMALL GUY?

HE'S A MEDIUM GUY.

WHERE DID YOU SHOOT HIM,

IN A CAR, IN A HOUSE,

A BASEMENT?

I SHOT HIM IN THE BASEMENT

OF MY FRIEND'S HOUSE.

HOW ARE YOU:

GOING TO GET HIM OUT?

WHAT THE F***

ARE THESE QUESTIONS, MAN?

YOU SOME KIND OF FREAK?

NO FREAKS HERE.

NO FREAKS HERE.

WE'RE HIP, YOU KNOW.

YOU WANT ME:

TO DO YOU A FAVOR?

I'LL DO YOU A FAVOR.

Zane:
RAY, RAY.

SO WHAT DO WE DO?

WHAT DO YOU WANT ME

TO DO?

YOU GOT TO WASH HIM.

HOW DO YOU WASH HIM?

WITH ALCOHOL:

AND BLEACH.

YOU NEED:

ALCOHOL AND BLEACH.

YOU GOT TO GET:

RUBBER GLOVES.

THERE'S BLOOD

ALL OVER THE HOUSE?

ALL OVER THE HOUSE.

NO, NO,

IN THE BASEMENT.

I KNOW.

ALL OVER THE BASEMENT.

YOU GOT TO CLEAN

THE WHOLE BASEMENT.

ALL RIGHT. WE'LL CLEAN

THE WHOLE BASEMENT.

YOU GOT TO GET:

RUBBER GLOVES,

CLEAN THE BASEMENT.

SO WHAT ARE:

WE GOING TO DO:

WITH HIS F***ING BODY?

WHERE IS THE BODY?

I TOLD YOU HE'S

IN THE F***ING TRUNK.

THE TRUNK HAVE:

A LINING?

THE TRUNK HAVE A LINING?

EVERY CAR'S GOT A LINING.

YOU GOT TO RIP:

THAT F***ING LINING

OUT.

IT'S ALL FULL

OF BLOOD.

THE SEATS:

ARE FULL OF BLOOD.

WE CAN'T DO THAT.

NO WAY.

WHAT DO YOU MEAN

WE CAN'T DO THAT?

IT'S MY DAD'S CAR.

WE CAN'T RIP

THE LINING OUT.

Jo:
WHAT ARE YOU,

A F***ING F*GGOT?

BURN THE F***ING

CAR.

LOOK, I DON'T DO NOTHING

IN FRONT OF MY FAMILY.

LET'S GO DOWNSTAIRS

TO MY OFFICE.

JO.

THERE'S A HUNDRED

F***ING GUYS

LOOKING FOR ME.

IT'S ALL RIGHT.

IT'S ME.

PUT THAT GUN AWAY.

GO IN THE OFFICE.

GO IN THE OFFICE.

F***ING TOOTHLESS BASTARD.

GO IN MY OFFICE.

Zane:
LET'S GO, MAN.

LOOK AT YOU.

IN MY OFFICE.

IN MY OFFICE.

PUT THE GUN AWAY.

YOU'RE GONNA WIND UP

SHOOTING SOMEBODY.

COME ON IN HERE.

COME ON IN, FELLAS.

WELCOME:

TO THE TAJ MAHAL.

Sal:
THAT MONDAY MORNING,

THE COPS BROUGHT JOJO DOWN

TO THE PRECINCT.

HE WAS WEARING A T-SHIRT

THAT SAID:

"I'D RATHER BE NAKED"

WITH DRIED-UP BLOOD

ALL OVER HIS HANDS AND FACE.

THE COPS PUT JOJO

IN THE CELL WITH ME,

AND AT FIRST:

WE DIDN'T TALK,

BUT THEN JOJO:

BEGAN TO EXPLAIN

WHAT WAS GOING ON.

Jojo:
I'M GOING

TO FIX IT TOMORROW.

Sal:
HE KEPT TELLING ME,

WHATEVER YOU DO,

DON'T TELL THEM ANYTHING.

DON'T TELL THEM YOUR NAME,

DON'T TELL THEM

WHERE YOU LIVE.

DON'T TELL THEM ANYTHING.

KEEP YOUR MOUTH SHUT

AND GET A GOOD LAWYER.

I THANKED JOJO:

FOR HIS ADVICE,

BUT I KNOW THAT I WASN'T

THE ONE WHO WAS IN TROUBLE.

Jojo:

TAKE IT EASY:

WITH MY FLOOR.

SO LISTEN, UH...

SO CAN YOU GET RID

OF THE BODY?

YEAH, I CAN GET RID

OF THE BODY.

MY BROTHER:

OWNS A CEMETERY:

ON 59th STREET.

OH, THAT'S GREAT, THEN.

GREAT?

LISTEN,

I'LL BRING THE BODY IN--

I DON'T WANT

NO BODIES DOWN HERE.

JO, WHAT DO YOU

WANT ME TO DO, THEN?

I NEED:

A THOUSAND DOLLARS

IF YOU WANT ME:

TO DO THIS FOR YOU.

A WHAT?

I NEED:

A THOUSAND DOLLARS.

JO, A THOUSAND BUCKS?

COME ON, JO.

HOW MANY TIMES:

I HELP YOU OUT, MAN?

YEAH, YOU HELP ME OUT

A LOT,

BUT I NEED:

A THOUSAND DOLLARS

TO DO THIS JOB.

JO, COME ON, MAN.

I DON'T HAVE NO MONEY.

WANT ME TO SEE:

WHETHER I CAN GET

A BETTER PRICE?

YEAH, MAN.

HELP US OUT.

LET ME SEE:

WHAT I CAN DO FOR YOU.

WHAT HAPPENED:

TO YOUR HAND?

I BUSTED IT ON SOME

COCKSUCKER'S NOSE.

LOOK WHAT HAPPENED

TO IT.

WHO'D YOU BUST?

SOME MOTHERF***ER

DOWN THE BLOCK.

[ZANE LAUGHS]

YOU BREAK HIS NOSE?

I BROKE HIS WHOLE

F***ING FACE.

THE BEST I CAN DO

IS $500 AND A THUMB.

A THUMB?

YEAH, A THUMB.

KNOW WHAT:

A F***ING THUMB IS?

Zane:

A THUMB?

WAIT A MINUTE.

WHOSE THUMB ARE YOU

TALKING ABOUT?

YOUR BROTHER'S.

NO WAY.

I'M NOT GOING

TO DO THAT.

JUST RELAX.

LET ME--

NO.

WHAT DO YOU WANT

TO DO, THEN, RAY?

CAN I TAKE CARE OF THIS

OR WHAT?

ALL RIGHT,

THAT'S WHY WE'RE HERE.

YEAH, YOU'VE BEEN

TAKING CARE OF THIS,

ALL RIGHT.

ALL RIGHT.

JO, THAT'S GOOD.

WE'LL BE BACK.

ALL RIGHT.

WHEN DO YOU WANT US

TO COME BACK HERE?

IN AN HOUR.

I WANT YOU BACK HERE

IN AN HOUR.

YOU GOT IT.

ONE HOUR.

I WANT $500 AND A THUMB.

REMEMBER THE THUMB.

ALL RIGHT. ONE HOUR,

HERE, DOWNSTAIRS.

IF I DON'T GET

THE THUMB,

I'M GOING TO TAKE

YOUR THUMB.

ALL RIGHT, JO.

BE BACK.

ZANE, WHERE ARE WE

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