Harley Davidson and the Marlboro Man Page #2

I could say you'll soon be back, dear

Mmm

To fool the whole town may be smart

I could say you'll soon be back, dear

Oh

But what will I tell my heart?

Oh, whoa, whoa...

You got a death wish?

Huh. Better leave

that one alone, Harley.

Nah, you don't think Jack's

still pissed off, do you?

Pissed off at ya?

Nah.

He wants to kill ya.

Hey, what's happening, Jose?

Look what the cat drug in.

Hey, qu pasa, amigo?

How you doing? Good to see you.

He says didn't think

you were ever coming back.

Chomping at the bit for some action.

Hey, hey, man, me and you

are gonna rock and roll, brother.

Jimmy and, uh, Jack here?

Said he doesn't think you should go in.

If you do, you're dead.

I knew that you were not alone...

It's better to be dead and cool

than alive and uncool.

$100! What you got?!

What you got?! $200! $200!

200 on Jack! Yeah! Place your bets!

200 on Jack! 200 on Jack!

Well, God damn.

Does he look like he's gotten bigger?

Maybe a little.

The book is closed!

It is time for the main event!

Get set, gentlemen.

Now I only ask one thing back here!

And that is two things...

be fair and be cool.

Wrestle!

Come on, Jack! Come on, Jack!

Come on, Jack! Come on, Jack!

Jack, come on! Come on! Come on, Jack!

Come on, Jack! Come on, Jack!

Jack, what are you doing?!

Jack! What?! Jack!

God damn it!

God damn it, Harley,

what are you doing back here?

I missed all you guys.

I'm gonna kill you, Harley.

- Told ya.

- Get ready.

Hey, look, Jack,

I don't want to fight with you.

- We're friends.

- Was friends.

- Can't we talk this out?

- Not a chance.

Talk's cheap. And I'm not buying any.

Oh. Hey, Jimmy.

You wanna help me out here a little?

It's your world, homes.

I'm just living in it.

Hurry up, Harley.

It's gonna be bloody, but quick.

You hold on.

How much do you think we can get

for this jacket?

What'd he say?

Vaya con Dios, amigo.

- What's that mean?

- "Go with God."

Hey, now, Jack,

you know the last time we did this,

I kicked your ass, Jack.

Well, that was in high school, Harley.

And Jack had a broken arm.

Yeah, well, I'm the one that did it.

You remember, Jack?

God damn it.

He was doing pretty good up to there.

Oh...

Ow! Ooh! Ooh!

- Ow!

- I can't watch this.

Uh-oh, he's f***ed.

I'm gonna kill you, Harley!

I just picked the wrong flower.

I'd kill for you, Harley.

How could you do that to me?

Hey, I've always been bad company

with a good-looking woman in the room.

Stay away from her, Harley.

I love her.

We're married.

It's always only been you, Jack.

She loves you.

She does, huh?

- Just you.

- Never you?

Ah, no. Just you.

Sorry, buddy.

Sorry.

Should've never let you

in the door, Harley.

Yeah, thanks, man.

Never. Never.

- Never.

- Sorry.

God damn it, Jack!

I mean, you're my brother-in-law,

and I love you,

but that don't get back

the couple of grand we lost tonight.

The deal is you lose,

and don't tear his f***ing arm off.

The old man and I have enough problems.

We're just trying to make as much money

as we can before we lose this place.

What do you mean "lose this place"?

You ain't gonna lose this place.

It's a landmark.

Don't mean sh*t, homes.

If money talks and bullshit walks,

we walking.

And it ain't gonna be

down easy street either.

What's the story, old man?

In '56, I leased this property

when nobody wanted to be seen

on this side of the hill.

And in '66...

I renewed my lease on my own terms.

350 a month for 30 years.

In 21 days, those 30 years have run out.

And now with the whole world

flying into Burbank,

they're trying to strong-arm us

for $2.5 million

for a five-year lease.

They're gonna put up another skyscraper.

Who's trying to strong-arm you?

The bank.

What bank?

Great Trust.

Oh, the suits?

Mm-hmm.

Well...

there's only one place

to get that kind of money so fast.

No suit's gonna loan us $2.5 million.

That's for sure.

Hey, man, I ain't talking about no loan.

I don't wanna hear it, Harley.

Hear what?

You don't wanna know.

Know what?

He's gonna say we should rob the bank.

We ain't gonna rob any damn bank.

We ain't bank robbers.

We owe it to the old man.

We grew up in this place.

You boys don't owe me anything.

Sure, we do.

Hell, if it wasn't for you,

we'd all be face-down in the gutter

with a cigarette for company and a...

a needle for good times.

I'm ready to go.

- Okay baby, in a minute.

- Now!

Count me out of this one.

I made a promise to Lulu.

Yeah, you've made me

a lot of promises, Jack.

We're gonna have a baby someday.

Can't start a family from behind bars.

You know...

I really love this place.

It's home.

Makes me feel good.

And if we gotta rob a bank to save it...

I'll do that.

But I can't do it alone.

You guys are gonna

have to get it up, too.

12 minutes, Pacific and California.

We'll check with you then. Over.

Roger, Dispatch.

We copy.

Whoa, sh*t!

Car 3, car 3, this is Dispatch.

Give me your 10-20

and security code, over.

Dispatch, we're at the shipyard.

What's with this hard hat?

You're gonna have to move your

equipment. I got a delivery to make.

What, are re you f***ing deaf?

I said you're gonna have to move your...

I heard what you said.

Drop your gun.

You're not gonna like

what you're getting into, pal.

Hey, friend, from 15 feet away,

there's a chance you could miss me.

I could be blind as a bat

and still blow your head off.

- So you drop it.

- No, you drop it, a**hole.

- Sh*t!

- Think fast.

Sh*t.

Come on. Get over here. Sit down.

Guns are made to be shot, Harley,

not thrown.

Go do it, Jose.

You're about the deadest shot

I've ever seen.

Where'd you learn to do that?

Read a book. Came with the gun.

Who are you guys?

Well, he's Harley Davidson.

And I'm the Marlboro man.

You look like a bunch

of two-bit hoods to me.

Now does that look like the work

of two-bit hoods?

Yeah. Pros would have used my keys.

Well, he likes to blow things up.

Hot stuff. Watch it.

Nice day for work, huh, Jimmy?

Ha, none better ever.

None better ever, homes.

Nice doing business with you boys.

Your business isn't with us.

It's with them.

Well, whatever they've got to say,

I don't wanna hear it.

Let's rock it! We got company.

Sh*t, no.

What the f*** is all this about?!

Hey, Harley, why don't you

throw that shotgun at 'em?

Maybe you'll hit something.

- I thought you was a dead shot.

- So did I.

Then why the f*** ain't they dropping?

Beats the sh*t outta me.

Come on, guys!

- Come on, Harley.

- Let's go, Jimmy!

Yee-ha!

All right, you're a big

f***ing hero, big man!

A big f***ing hero!

You guys needed backup!

I had nothing to do

and no one to do it with.

Sh*t, backup, hell.

Old Harley's thinking here

damn near had us on the ropes.

Saved our lives, big boy.

You guys owe me a bike.

I gotta get a new bike.

Hey, man, you'll get a new bike.

Promise me you won't tell Lulu.

I don't want her getting mad.

She's mean when she's mad.

Hey, look, I can take care of the bike,

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