K-9 Page #6
- PG-13
- Year:
- 1989
- 101 min
- 761 Views
- Yeah.
- No problem.
- Hey! Uh, here. This is for the little lady.
Thank you, officer.
Jerry Lee. Time's up.
Whoa! I feel good
I knew that I would now
I feel good
I knew that I would now
So good, so good
I got you
Whoa! And I feel nice
Like sugar and spice
I feel nice
Like sugar and spice
So nice, so nice
That I got you
Hey!
Jerry Lee. Let's go.
Tracy?
Trace?
Honey. Honey?
What are you actin' up about?
You should be mellow. You got laid.
Uh, oops.
I think I have the wrong number.
- Yes, you do.
- Yeah, Tracy, it's Jack.
We've changed the date of the seminar
to the 5th,
so you have more time to prepare
your material. OK? See ya.
I'm calling for
Michael Dooley. This is the third call.
This is Stan Gamboa
from Internal Revenue...
- Yeah, right, stan.
- .. set up a time for your audit. Call me.
Yeah, I'll call ya. sure. Fat chance.
Dooley, listen carefully.
I'm with some people right now.
They came to the house.
Dooley, you have to do
what they say. Please.
Dooley?
Tracy's real smart.
She's behaving.
if you wanna see her again.
That shipment you're chasin', just
let it go. Stay home tonight. Don't leave.
Do your part and you'll have breakfast
with your girl tomorrow.
And don't push this any more.
Wash it, wax it, put a windshield in.
Hi!
- Hey.
- It's by invitation only.
- Call the cops.
- You don't belong here.
Call the cops.
sorry we're late!
Ken!
This is a bitchin' pad, man!
You got a pooI in your dining room!
You know, I gotta get one of these.
Hey, I'm sorry Tracy couldn't make it,
but she kinda disappeared on me.
But the invitation did say bring a guest,
- Why don't you mingle with the guests?
- I'm gonna have to ask you to leave.
Ken, come on now. I just got here.
- Please escort this man to the door.
- Freeze!
You guys are good guys.
He's the bad guy.
Ken, I'd have a seat.
You don't look too good.
Well, I think we'd best all do as he says.
No, Ken, just you. Not "we" - "you".
This poor man is obviously
confused and upset.
Upset? Do I look upset to you?
Am I upset? Do I look upset?
I'm not upset.
I'm a party animaI! I love parties, Ken!
Come on! What's the grub like?
Hm.
This wine sucks. Is this crystaI?
Doesn't have the ring.
Don't think it's crystaI.
I'm pretty disappointed in this man here.
For a murderer and
a kidnapper and a drug runner,
I thought you'd have a little better taste.
I mean, where's the brew?
Where's the sounds?
And the lighting in here sucks.
That's better. It's a little more intimate.
sets the mood.
What's that, Ken? Is that an ice sculpture?
somebody win that? Is this raffled off?
Is this something you do
in your part time?
Between the kidnapping
and the drugs and the murders?
You make that yourself, Ken?
Who is that, Ken? Is that you?
No, that's Zeus.
I hate mythology.
Well, Mr Halstead,
surprised to see you here.
Don't be tense. Just relax.
You know, most of you
look like very nice people.
It surprises me that you're here,
mixing with scum.
I mean, the kind of scum
that kidnaps my girlfriend.
You're making a terrible mistake.
Does that look like a mistake to you?
- Does that look like a 9mm mistake?
- Put it down, mister! Drop it, mister!
Tell me if it's a mistake to blow
your brains against the wall, Lyman.
- Where is she?!
- Dooley, put the gun down.
- Gimme the gun, Dooley.
- shame you have to leave so early.
- You really are the life of the party.
- You're goin' down, Lyman.
Perhaps next time
you can bring your lady friend.
- You're goin' down, Lyman.
- see? see? The man is a lunatic.
- Outta controI.
- You can arrest me, Lyman! Go ahead!
- But you know what?
- I'll have you prosecuted!
I'll make baiI in 24 hours, and they'll
have to peeI me off you with a crowbar!
You're goin' down, buddy!
I'm gonna have your ass
behind bars permanently!
And get that damn dog off my table.
Just let me outta
this goddamn cage, will ya?
Byers! Byers!
Rog, Rog. Jesus, am I glad you're here,
man. Cut me loose now, will ya?
- You blew it. You are out of controI.
- No, I tried to convince Lyman I'm crazy.
- I got news for you: you are crazy.
- Listen to me, Roger.
Lyman's got Tracy. He kidnapped her
to keep me from that shipment.
- I wouldn't lie to you.
- sure you would. You always do.
Not this. I'm tellin' you the truth. I got
an answering-machine tape to prove it.
I had to put this move on, to convince
Lyman that I was nuts. I had to con him.
Put yourself in his position. He thinks
for the next 24 hours I'm behind bars.
What would you do? You'd move that
shipment of dope before I made baiI.
That's what you'd do.
The deaI is goin' down tonight.
I gotta be there. You gotta let me out now.
I don't wanna hear it. It's your bullshit
that got Tracy involved in the first place.
From here on in,
this is a coordinated effort.
That means you, me,
and the rest of the department.
Let's go.
- Oh, what is that?!
- God, who let that one go?
- How could you fart in a closed car?
- He did it. He ate chilli today.
- I'm rollin' my window down.
- You gotta let him go.
- Pull over, would you?
- I'm pulling over.
- Get some air in here.
- There he goes again.
I'm sorry. Hey, I'm the one
stuck in the back seat here.
- I'm pullin' over.
- It stinks.
You're gonna lose your badge, go to jaiI.
Every minute we wait,
there's another chance Tracy'll get hurt.
- I don't care. You're outta controI.
- I'm not outta controI. It was a planned...
- How long will it take this dog to piss?
- I don't know.
OK, come on. Let's go.
Get him back in here!
I can't find him.
I don't know where he went.
- Get the damn dog.
- I don't know where he is.
Down here a minute ago.
I don't know where he went.
- Where the hell did he go?
- Jerry Lee, shake it off! Let's go!
I really need this.
Waiting for some mutt...
Come here, boy. Hold them.
- What is this?
- He's tense. You rushed him.
Get in the back seat.
He's very touchy about that back seat.
You're in deep enough as it is.
Now call him off.
Hey, no way. Once he gets somethin'
into his head, there's nothing I can do.
- Look at him. He's nuts!
- Damn it, Dooley, this is it.
I have no time for
coordinated efforts, understand?
They move that load, and Tracy's dead.
Jerry Lee, come!
Damn it, Dooley!
OK, this is how it works.
The guy moves, he jumps into the clear,
I shoot and...
And I miss and I lose. Great.
It's supposed to make this great big noise,
like applause, if you win.
I can only assume that's true,
because I've never won.
They gotta show up soon.
I mean, the stash is here.
You know, we find them, we'll find her.
I know it's a long shot,
but it's the only shot we got, right?
Right?
You know, I met her on the beach
in La Jolla about four years ago.
I was in a toilet with these binoculars.
I was checkin' out these kids
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