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but l Just wanted...

to extend to you, you know,

an invitation, 'cause l--

Fifty-four gallons

of 1 00 octane low-lead, please.

That'll be 1 1 6. 1 0, sir.

-Credit or--

-Cash. I'll pay cash.

You Just keep the difference.

Don't be ridiculous, sir.

Let me open my strongbox here.

-One moment.

-No, it's gonna take too long.

Why are you in such a rush?

I got a schedule.

Hey, this one ain't tagged.

-I have your change.

-No, really, it's OIK.

Take your change, son!

We don't see too many hundred

dollar bills around here.

That's one-seventeen...

eighteen, nineteen, twenty.

Forty, sixty...

Long as they keep

moving through.

-Where's that flight headed?

-Last flight of the day.

The only place they fly

is Billings.

Listen to me! Who the f***

has the money, Marbles?!

Matty, l have no idea.

That road is total bacon, dude!

That was sick!

F***. All right,

where the hell are you?

Wibaux, Montana.

W-e-e-b-o--

No, W-i-b-a-u-x.

-X?

-Yeah, X.

What do you want me to do now?

Don't do anything, OIK?

We're coming out.

What are you doing?

What are you,

a f***ing ballerina now?

No, it's t'ai chi. First off...

I'm refining my centre,

and it stretches you out.

I'm all crimped up from sleeping

in the f***ing plane.

Plus, it's a deadly art.

You're a f***ing hard-on.

That hurt.

I absorbed the impact, though.

Shut up, all right?

I go on the line for you.

I give you a shot. For what?

Jeez, Matty, l told you,

there were cops.

It felt like a set up.

What can l tell you?

Look, l know l f***ed the dog

on this one--

No, you didn't Just

f*** the dog. You f***ed me.

Matty, l swear, all right?

lf l have to work...

the rest of my life,

l'll pay you back.

Where was the last place

you saw it?

Right here.

You told me not to take

my eyes off it. I didn't.

I thought it went to Billings.

I was wrong.

But l scoped every passenger.

Crew, too.

I watched every piece

of baggage come off.

It's got to be here somewhere.

I'm coming with, right?

Do what the f*** you want.

My friend here

lost a bag yesterday...

and l was wondering

if you'd be so kind--

Hey, you find that bag yet?

Like l said last evening,

l am the lost and found...

and no bags have been turned in.

Louise, l know this is gonna

sound irregular...

but what was in that bag

was extremely important.

What l need from you is a list

of arriving passengers...

airport staff, home addresses...

phone numbers,

this sort of thing.

Sir, that is quite impossible.

Well, l'm willing to pay.

What l can do

is call the sheriff...

and ask him to help you

with your search.

No, that's all right.

Could you tell me

who l can rent a car from?

You're talkin' to her.

Look at this place.

Guys like us could be

running it in a week.

First thing you do

in an open town...

is the control the cart-out.

I'd put my name on every garbage

truck running through here.

Listen,

someone's got that money.

My uncle, he says we got

to announce ourselves to them...

make them want to find us.

Make them beg us

to take that money back...

they're so scared, so long as

we leave them the f*** alone.

OIK, how do we do that?

I don't know.

Like this:

we find the toughest guy here...

I mean, the worst guy they got.

The guy all the other guys

cross the street to avoid...

and we glaze this tough guy...

give him

the beating of his life...

way past the worst

he's ever given.

Looks like they're multiplying,

Donnie.

Best we keep on our toes.

Let me take care of this.

-How are you doing?

-Fine.

Listen, l need some information.

I want you to take this.

I can't break that.

Your tab only came to 1 4.30.

Look, dear, what's your name?

Bernadette.

Bernadette. You Just tell me

where l can find...

a little trouble in this town.

Used to be you would have

already found it.

But since l'm taken...

you could always try

the Shamrock tonight.

It's like a f***ing

homecoming over there.

Are you kidding me?

They got action here, Matty.

Legal f***ing action.

Grab a table. I got the beers.

Hi there.

Do you boys need anything?

No, we're good...very good.

Listen, l'm looking for the guy

who runs this place.

Owner lives up at Mile City.

No, no, l mean, you know,

the guy who runs the place.

I'm the night manager.

You sellin' somethin'?

Never mind. Just give me

three beers, would you?

Seven-fifty.

Here. IKeep it.

Hey, Gordy.

Howdy, sidewinder.

Take your best shot.

Gotcha.

Howdy, sidewinder.

Take your best--

Got me.

Howdy, sidewinder. Take--

Got me.

You see anybody in here

with an unusually thick roll?

Nah. I've been watching.

Who the f***

are Brooks and Dunn?

They're real good, aren't they?

They're Teri's favourite.

Hey, Teri, come here.

How are you, dear?

People really dance to this?

-Sure.

-Show me.

-Show you?

-Yeah, come on.

All right.

It's easier than easy.

Jesus Christ.

You dance good.

Where are you from?

Brooklyn.

Oh, great.

These are nice guys here, Gordy.

We were Just dancin'.

Why don't you keep to yourself?

Well, you were askin' about me.

You got my attention now,

don't ya?

You run this place? You the man?

You the guy l come to...

if l wanted to sort

some things out?

No, l'm Brucker. I'm the guy

askin' what the f*** you want.

I am also the guy decides

if you and your friends...

walk the f*** outta here or not!

Yeah, he'll do.

Five hundred.

Five hundred what, douche bag?

Five hundred fights.

That's the number l figured

when l was a kid.

Five hundred street fights...

and you can consider yourself

a legitimate tough guy.

You need 'em for experience,

to develop leather skin.

So l got started.

Of course, along the way...

you stop thinkin'

about being tough and all that.

It stops bein' the point.

Get past

the silliness of it all.

But then...

after...

you realise that's what you are.

Look, l got no problem

with you, all right?

I'll tell you,

you learn a lotta things...

on the way to five hundred,

none more important than this...

Son of a b*tch.

Listen to me.

Before we walked in here

this was your town, right?

Well, this is how

you get it back.

Something of ours went missing.

Whoever took it has gotta be

making it obvious...

so l want you to find out who.

When you do,

you come meet me at the motel.

Do you really think

whoever's got the money...

would be stupid enough

to Just geek around with it?

Cool.

-Chocodiles?

-Oh, yeah.

That it?

Where do you keep

your Cocoa Puffs?

Get that, will ya, Teddy?

-Yeah?

-Hey, Teddy. It's me.

It's you? lt's Matty.

Where the f*** have you been?

I'm with Marbles. I'm trying

to take care of this thing.

But l figure it's pretty

much under control now.

Don't piss down my back

and tell me it's raining.

You tell me

what's really going on here.

Hey, Pop, listen. I've had

a few complications, that's all.

-Yeah, like what?

-Where are you exactly?

-Look, l'll be home tomorrow.

-You'll be home?

I told you not

to f***in' go anywhere.

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