Judgment Night Page #6

[Sykes]

Open the f***ing door now!

[Sykes]

Seen any white guys

around here?

[Gunshot]

Sykes, come on, let's go up

to the next floor, man.

[Man]

You'd better not be lying!

Gimme your gun.

Gimme your gun!

[Sykes] Let's go!

[Man]

What a shithole!

Here.

Here, use this.

##[Rap]

Knock, knock, f*ggot.

Open the door.

Hey, take it easy, man.

##[Rap Continues]

[Indistinct Talking]

F***.

I found it!

Jesus,

that's the escape route?

[Mike] Huh?

[Panting]

Let's do it.

[Grunting]

Easy.

[Frank] Let's go, Ray!

[Mike]

Over here, over here.

Kids do this.

Let's go, Ray.

[John]

Hang on, Mike.

Hang on, buddy.

- Ray?

- I can't.

The pipe, Ray.

Use the pipe.

It's right there. The drainpipe.

You can shimmy down that.

[Grunting]

[Frank]

Let's go, Ray.

We used to do this kind of thing

when we were kids, remember?

What the f*** am I doing?

Just slide down.

Ray, whatever you do,

don't look down.

Thanks, pal.

I wasn't going to.

You know, Ray, I've got

a great view from down here.

Funny, Frank. I'm glad

you save your best material

for the rooftop show.

Thanks. I'll be here all week.

Come on, Ray.

That's good,

that's good.

When I get down, I'm gonna

kick your f***in' ass.

[Both Laughing]

[Screaming]

[Grunting, Groaning]

- John, get your ass

across that ladder now.

- What are you guys doin'?

[Mike]John, there's

a way down over here!

Let's go, Ray.

[Mike]

All right, John, come on, buddy.

Don't look down, look at me!

Okay, that's it. You know,

like the 40 yard line, man.

Come on. Here you go.

You're on the 30 yard line.

The 20. Now the 10.

[Frank]

That's it. All right. Next.

Go ahead.

I wanna follow you. You go first.

You're full of crap, Ray.

Climbing across this thing

is not gonna kill you.

Those guys are!

Come on,

I swear to God.

I can always tell when you're

full of crap, Ray, and you are

full of crap right now!

Don't make me leave you up here.

Don't do that to me!

Look, I said I would do it!

[Mike] Move it!

You want me to put it

in writing?

I will follow you.

All right, let's do it.

Come on.

Watch how simple this is.

[Sighs]

[Panting]

[Ladder Creaking]

Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.

[John]

That's good. That's good,

man, all right.

This is it.

This is nothing, right?

[Fallon]

There they are!

Come on, Frank!

- Move it!

- Come on, Frank!

Motherf***er!

- [Fallon Screams]

- There!

I don't believe

these guys got guns.

Yeah, too easy these days.

[Ladder Creaking]

[Ray]

Frank!

Go ahead, check it out.

Frank!

[Laughing]

Nice move.

[John]

Come to me, goddamn it.

[Mike]

Come on, Frank.

[John]

Frank, come on.

Come on, Frank, come on,

buddy, come on.

Give me your hand.

[Grunting]

Come on!

Come on, Frank!

I got you. I got you.

Come on, come on. Okay.

[Panting]

Ray!

What are you doin'?

I ain't no acrobat.

I'm gonna negotiate with these guys.

What with, Ray?

I got these guys

right where I want 'em.

- Frank, come on!

- I'm the Razorman, remember?

- Let's go.

- Come on.

[Mike]

Come on!

Easy, fellas.

Hear me out a second. Just

give me a chance to talk, okay?

What do you wanna talk about?

Something near and dear

to my heart... money.

Money. Money's good.

Yeah.

Money makes

the world go 'round.

Mike! You fire,

they'll kill him for sure.

And if I don't?

Start talking.

There's no reason for any

of this to be happening.

Whatever happened to that kid,

I'm sure he deserved it.

That's your business.

That's your business.

Nobody's going to the police.

All we want to do is get home.

Home. Home is where

the heart is, right?

Uh... excuse me

for a minute.

Correct me if I'm wrong here,

but, uh... didn't you say

somethin' about money?

Yeah, I did.

How about $100,000 cash?

Then we go

our separate ways.

You can raise

that kind of money? Wow.

Yes, I can.

Let me ask you somethin'.

Those shoes, what are those,

Italian?

- [Sykes Chuckles]

- [Hammer C*cks]

Yeah, they're actually

Italian running shoes.

[Laughing]

Actually kinda working well

for me this evening.

Yeah? And your dad's what,

he's a, uh, a stockbroker?

Somethin' like that.

But I'm a self-made guy.

I'm a self-starter.

Just like you.

That's funny. 'Cause these guys

are always sayin' that to me.

That's why we hang

with him.

Self-made man.

You just name the place.

Tomorrow morning the cash

will be there.

In the meantime, how about

a little deposit?

Hmm.

[Sykes]

May I see that?

This, this is a beautiful ring.

Rhodes, take a look at this.

Check this out.

Oh, that's beautiful, man.

Take this home to your girl.

Tell me something, how much

is a ring like that worth?

Retail, that's 15 K.

But for you guys,

[Clicking Tongue]

Hmm.

Call it a down payment,

under the table.

[Laughing]

You know, I think, uh,

I think we can cut a deal here.

Oh, man,

that's beautiful.

Yeah.

[Ray] There you have it.

I can't believe this.

He's doin' it.

You're pretty good.

Wh-What's your name?

Ray. Ray, yeah.

You're a good negotiator.

You didn't even lowball me.

I'm gonna come in here

and lowball you?

Forget about that.

Well, the thing is, I gotta trust you.

There's the payment of money...

and then there's your friends

keeping their mouths shut, you know.

Now hold on.

We're businessmen, both of us.

We have an understanding.

Oh.

Let me tell you somethin',

uh, Ray.

You don't understand sh*t.

Okay? Nothing.

Guys like you gotta keep

checking your pants to see

if you got a dick. I got one.

You and your friends are

the kind of spoon-fed f***in'

fruit bait that I f***in' hate!

I don't think

you understood me.

Shut the f*** up! You speak

when f***in' spoken to, okay?

This is not f***in'

high school, motherf***er!

I'll eat your f***in' friends

for f***in' lunch!

You know who we are? No, you have

no f***in' idea, do you? No.

You just sail through life

reading about people like me

in the newspaper. Hey!

You're in a different place now,

motherf***er.

Yeah, $100,000 might

buy you out in North Shore.

Down here that means sh*t!

This is my f***in' world!

Two hundred thousand.

[Hammer Uncocks]

All right.

[Sighing]

We got a deal?

Yeah.

This... You had...

You schooled me.

[Chuckling]

You took my heart off the ground

and surgically implanted it.

Ray. Ray.

In just a little bit,

my pulse'll be back to normal.

[Panting]

God.

Ray.

[Ray]

Music to my ears.

Absolutely.

I'm gettin' off this roof

in one piece.

Oh, yeah. Yeah.

[Screaming]

- No!

- [Groaning]

- Motherf***er!

- Jesus.

- Motherf***er!

- It's all right.

No! Let me go, Frank!

Okay, Frank, wait! Okay!

Come on, John, let's go!

[John Gasping]

[Panting]

Don't look at him, John.

Come on, he's gone, man!

##[Rap, Indistinct]

##[Rap Continues]

Come on. Come on.

All right.

Frank.

[Grunting]

[Coughs]

Shh.

[Whispering]

We should've done something.

Makes no sense for Ray

to go out like that.

Nothing about tonight

makes much sense.

I keep hearing him

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