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on the porch 3 or 4 days.

Get the dry-cleaning smell

out of them.

When we do the switch, the highway--

-Nobody can hear.

-If you don't say it.

I'm as quiet as

an ant pissing on cotton.

I don't want you as quiet as that ant.

I want you as quiet as an ant not

even thinking about pissing on cotton.

Hello. I gotta report

a breakdown here.

I got one of your rentals.

I need a tow truck.

Oh, come on, don't tell me that.

-Yeah, all right.

-What's the story on your pal?

He was born, he suffered, he died.

-Can he do the thing?

-He was doing it before you were born.

See, that's what troubles me.

Maybe you want to pray about it?

-No, I'm not a religious man.

-That's a shame.

-How's the leg?

-Never better.

-How long has he been with that girl?

-Who?

-His wife.

-How long is a Chinaman's name?

How long is a Chinaman's name?

You ever notice that?

Got the uniforms?

Yeah, I got them.

I got them all aired out.

-Rental trucks?

-Yeah.

What do we got?

Gotta redo some of these figures.

-I gotta start from scratch.

-Worked out on the plan. Why now?

When things start to go sour,

someone's gonna be pissing.

Looking to shoot somebody.

I want an alternate idea.

Why should it go sour?

-You timing the wrecker?

-Yeah.

Why should it go sour?

Was that such a stupid question?

You ever cheat on a woman? Something,

stand her up, step out on her?

What?

-Ever do that?

-Yeah.

-Did you have an excuse?

-Yeah.

What if she didn't ask?

Was your alibi a waste of time?

Is he gonna hold up?

He's only gotta hold it together

till the thing.

-Okay. All right.

-Is he backing up?

Here he comes.

Ain't that pretty.

Don't start the car.

It's just a routine stop.

Don't start the car.

Good morning.

-Can I see some identification?

-Good of you to come.

You were supposed

to be here an hour ago.

Just forget about this.

It's no big deal. But we're

out here without protection.

-Who'd you talk to?

-It burns my butt!

-I understand.

-We're out working for the city!

-Who did you talk to?

-I know it's not your fault.

Who did you talk to?

Who did you talk to, sir?

-Keep it together.

-Can he cool the guy out?

-Pretend to write in your clipboard.

-Is he gonna be cool?

My motherf***er's so cool

when he goes to bed, sheep count him.

Appreciate that.

Why are you mad at him?

He's right. He's right.

Beg your pardon.

-Get off.

-Get in the car.

-Get back in the car.

-You know....

Give Pinky the piece.

Put your hands on the wheel.

And keep them there.

Just keep it right there.

We got it taken care of.

It's all right.

-Thanks so much.

-All right.

Chuck! You got a phone call

right here.

Excuse me.

It's Mr. Smith at the office.

-Yeah. Yeah.

-Thank you, officer.

Well, it's one of those days.

Got it.

-You son of a b*tch.

-Oh, that was real good.

You f***ing lame! Leave me dead

and the crew on the road.

-I saw--

-You f***ing cowboy!

-Tell me why don't I kill him?

-How about we do?

I'll put you down

Like the dog you are.

-You gonna shoot your way to stardom?

-I only--

I don't want you

to do anything unless--

We hit the city, you burn the car.

-I'll take the--

-No, you do it!

Car's filthy. Whole f***ing job's

in the car. You do it, Pinky!

Get me the f*** out of here.

Listen, it's very simple.

It's several elements.

You got the tow truck.

You got the roadblock.

I can do it, okay? I know the job.

I got the job cold.

You can't cut me loose.

Please, guys. We got a deal here!

Why should we bet on you?

Young, dumb, full of cum.

Leave me bleeding on the side

of the road. "He's just impetuous."

Joe, security truck to the garage.

We beat the tow truck--

What's so f***ing funny?

You got no job without me!

You got nothing without this job.

You want to go down south?

You want to go broke?

Without me, you got nothing.

You need the job. You need me!

-You can't take him.

-Okay, I got loose, but--

You cannot take this lame

on the job, Joe!

Can we just go calm here

for a minute?

Go calm?

So, what happened to you now?

I'll tell you what happened to me.

I need a f***ing minute

to make a decision.

-Fine.

-Joe, can I talk to you?

-What the hell is it?

-They found the car.

-What car?

-The station wagon. The cops found it.

How could they find it?

I told you to ditch the car.

I stopped off to see my niece.

-Did you wipe it down?

-You saw your niece?

Did you wipe it down?

-I left my clipboard in the car.

-What does this do to the job?

-You left your clipboard?

-My leg was troubling me.

-The job is on the clipboard.

-What about the job?

-The job's on the clipboard!

-Job stands.

-Are you crazy?

-The job stands?

-The job is bust. This place is burnt.

-What does this mean?

Job stands.

You're out of your f***ing mind.

We can't sink with the job!

Tell you what.

You want to run the show?

It's fun to play pretend.

Come on!

You're gonna roll over

for these guys?

-I gotta go away.

-You took this lame on the job.

Can't Leave with nothing.

You're drawing dead.

You want a f***ing telegram?

The job is dead.

You put your man in the street,

you lamed up the job.

-Wait, wait, wait. Bobby!

-I can't sink with the job!

Wait a second. Wait a second!

Baby, you got old.

I'm gone, I'm out.

That's it.

I don't see how

they could have found the car.

F*** the car, Pink!

You're a stupid Lame.

I'm out of here.

-I gotta get on with my life.

-Bobby, wait!

-Fran, what are you doing?

-Place is burnt.

Hold it, hold it.

For Christ sake!

You gotta move your car.

Wait. Wait, wait, wait.

What's going on?

What's the shot?

You got someplace to go? Some shade?

You best get to it.

And move your car. I gotta go.

Sh*t, where's my piece?

-I'll get it to you later.

-Now.

What am I telling you?

Just follow me!

Bobby, hold on! Just a minute!

For God's sake!

Walking away, Bobby?

You walking out on me?

Are you walking out on me,

you weak son of a b*tch?

Joe, I'm sorry.

Gonna get in your car?

After all this time!

What the hell?

Come back here, you f***ing coward!

You're a f***ing coward!

Go on, get the f*** out of here!

Little prick.

-And there they go!

-That's right.

You get gone too.

-I wouldve loved to do the Swiss job.

-It's a good plan.

Never Liked the Swiss.

Their clocks...

...two guys come out with hammers

and hit each other.

What kind of sick mentality is that?

You take care, pally.

Get Bobby's share to him.

-What'll you do for cash?

-We're taking down the boat guy.

You're gonna take his cash?

-I'm selling him my boat.

-And then?

Then we'll take my boat back.

-Well, baby, then aloha.

-See you Later, Pinky.

It's a shame we didn't get to do

the Swiss job. It's a beautiful plan.

-Cute.

-Cute as a pail of kittens.

-Say goodbye to your niece for me.

-You bet, pal.

You might want to put that out, sir.

-Put it out. Put the cigar out.

-I told him.

We got a fuel leak,

trying to put your cleat in.

-Your arrow cleat.

-Her idea.

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