Lucky Number Slevin Page #3
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- 2006
- 110 min
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that they picked up the wrong guy.
Wrong guy for what?
- What you wanted to see me about.
Know what I wanted to see you about?
- No.
Then how do you know I have the wrong guy?
Because I'm not...
- Maybe I wanted to give you $96000.
In that case do I still have the wrong guy?
Do you want to give me $96000?
No do you want to give me $96000?
No should l?
I don't know should you?
I don't know should l?
Long story short.
I thinkwe're well past that point.
- I'll bet it was that mouth that got you that nose.
OK I'm under the impression that you're
under the impression that I owe you $96000.
No you owe Slim Hopkins $96000.
You owe Slim Slim owes me.
You owe me.
Well in that case is SIim around?
Hey Slim. Do you know this cat?
Slim?
No use.
old Slim went deaf.
What happened to make Slim go deaf?
Why?
Because I owe you $96000 and I might have
a slight problem coming up with the money.
Oh OK.
Well why don't we just make it an even 90?
I may have exaggerated the slightness.
Hm.
Well why don't I just cancel the whole debt
in exchange for a small favour?
Well that depends on the favour.
That was my son
Notice how I said "was"?
Yeah.
That's because he's dead.
Murdered.
Relegated to the past tense.
Sent from an is to a was
before he'd had his breakfast.
Bummer.
Lex Talionis.
The Law of Retaliation.
A pact was broken
My son was murdered
so The Rabbi's son must share the same fate.
Whose son?
The Rabbi's.
Why do they call him The Rabbi?
Because...
Because he's a rabbi.
Who's his son?
Yitzchok.
- Yitzchok Yitzchok and The Rabbi.
Yitzchokthe Fairy.
Why do they call him The Fairy?
Because he's a fairy.
He has wings can fly?
Sprinkles magic dust all over the place?
He's homosexual.
- Right.
Come on.
So how does The Rabbi feel about that?
- He doesn't know.
You know but he doesn't?
Except The Rabbi.
- That's right.
So where do I fit in?
You?
You're the trigger man.
Me?
You.
Aren't there professionals?
People you can hire to do this sort of thing?
Yes.
But you owe me $96000.
Why should I go out and pay someone else
when I've already paid you?
Hm. Sorry kid
but your money just isn't long enough.
Which means you're in my pocket.
Which means
if you don't do what I want you to do
you're gonna go from my pocket to my fridge.
Slim could use the company.
I could use the Shmoo.
So I'll expecct your answer by morning.
Well I don't suppose I have to say anything
"Go to the police and you're a dead man."
I think you just did.
I guess I did.
So Iet me see if I've got this right.
I'm paying you a lot of money to kill somebody
and you're getting somebody else to do it?
Don't worry.
I'm gonna kill somebody.
Better call Brikowski.
Tell him there's a new face in town.
Hey.
- Nick. still hasn't shown huh?
No.
- What's with you and that towel?
Oh...Lindsey...
It's a very long story.
- Get dressed and tell me about it on the way.
Where are we going?
All we know is that somebody called Nick
from the Hotel Cheval.
I spoke to a friend who works there
They keep a record of every call made
She can access the computer and we can
find out what room the call came from
What is it?
I know this guy.
- Who?
This guy.
You know that guy?
Y eah I met him.
He was dead.
You met a dead guy?
Y eah.
In a walk-in freezer.
Bookmaker Slim Hopkins reported missing.
Police have no leads.
Blah blah blah. Yada yada...
A spokesperson commented off the record
"lronic that Hopkins should go missing
considering he's allegedly been behind
a few disappearing accts himself."
I think it's time you told me that story
about why you're still wearing that towel.
Do you mind if I get dressed first?
Could be my friend from the hotel. Be right back.
Hm.
Hey Lindsey I don't think it's such a good idea
that we continue to...
Put your shoes on Schlomo wants to see you.
I don't know anyone named Schlomo.
Someone named Schlomo knows you.
That is your only concern.
Let's go.
Like I said I don't know...
Aaahh...better...
I think it's better if you let me do the talking.
You think?
What is it?
He's sorry that he hit you.
- Yes
Hm.
So he's a mute then.
Not quite.
Well what then?
It's personal. You'll have to ask him.
Hm. How would he tell me?
- He wouldn't.
Hey are we going to the...?
- No.
But he's right there.
- A different outfit entirely.
Right across the street from one another?
At one time they were one with one another.
And then they tried to kill one another.
And now neither man Ieaves
his respective tower of isolation
for fear of what the other man will do to him.
Let me guess all the way up?
Penthouse.
You must be Mr Fisher.
Must l? Because...that hasn't been
working out for me lately.
But I'm afraid you must.
- Well if I must.
Do you know for what reason
you've been brought here?
For starters I'm unlucky.
The unlucky are nothing more than
a frame of reference for the lucky Mr Fisher.
You are unlucky so I may know that I am not.
Unfortunately the lucky never realise
they are lucky until it's too late.
Take yourself for instance. Yesterday
you were better off than you are today
but it tooktoday for you to realise it. But...
today has arrived and it's too late you see?
People are never happy with what they have
They always want what they had
or what someone else has.
Kinda like a rabbi
who would rather be a gangster
a gangster who would rather be a rabbi.
I mean what is that?
Some sort of grass is always greener
on the other side of the fence thing?
I mean how do you justify being a rabbi
and a gangster?
I don't.
I'm a bad man who doesn't waste time
wondering what could've been
when I am what could've been or not have been.
I live on both sides of the fence
Consider Mr Fisher...
..there are two men sitting here before you
and one of them you should be very afraid of
Where's my money?
I've been hearing that a lot lately.
- My father used to say
"The first time somebody calls you a horse
you punch him.
The second time somebody calls you a horse
call him a jerk...
But the third time somebody calls you a horse
perhaps it's time to go shopping for a saddle."
I don't have your money.
- This isn't like skipping out on the check.
You owe me money.
I have interests you owe them money.
I don't even know how much money I owe you.
- $33000.
But I'm not Nickfisher.
- Then who the hell are you?
I'm just a guy who was in the wrong place
at the wrong time.
You have 48 hours to get my money.
Saul will keep an eye on you.
In the meantime you may go now.
Wait I just have one question.
I wasn't frisked.
I see. So being a rabbi a...a religious man...
There are three things a Jew may not do
in order to save a life including his own.
He may not idol-worship commit adultery
or perform an acct of premeditated murder.
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