Mean Guns Page #3

Want me to call in?

To keep track.

Keep track,

who killed who.

Good to see you again,

big man.

You know him?

Yeah.

Political job

back in '92.

He knows me.

Who's the squeak?

She's with me.

Ohh.

Isn't it romantic?

Ding!

I don't see where

you fit in here, Lou.

You're not one

of moon's regulars.

Well, I was in town

on another...

Rather more

personal matter.

Heard about this little

party beforehand,

asked moon

if I could pull up

and play along with all you

fine, fine people.

You wanted to be here?

I was absolutely dying

to be here, d.

Stop. Stop!

What are

we gonna do?

I don't feel like dodging

sniper fire

and spending the next 10 years

looking over my shoulder.

D's right.

4's better than 3.

We'll play the game...

And finish it.

Minus one of us.

Right now let's

eliminate the enemy.

What I figure is,

everybody's going

after the milk.

I would. 10 million

of moon's money.

Whoever's

got the cash

has got

the position.

Which is exactly what

everyone else is planning.

What they forget

is that it doesn't matter

who's got the money first.

What matters is who's got

the money last.

Marcus:
Let's get on

with shaving the odds.

This is good for you.

I can tell.

Builds your character.

Hey!

Age before beauty.

Joy.

You're happy to see me.

I can tell.

You and I...

We speak the same language.

No.

No, we do not.

What's yours say?

Picture of a moneybag

with wings.

Mine, too.

They caught us

red-handed.

Red-handed.

How do you think

he found out?

He found out.

It doesn't matter now.

No, not one iota.

Good word, "iota."

Call in?

And see who's dead?

Yeah. Add ours

to the tally.

6, maybe 6.

I don't know.

I got 2

in the warehouse.

I got one.

Polite guy.

Bad hair guy.

Staircase guy.

This guy.

Is that all?

Yup.

No, no.

Yeah.

There was 3

in the warehouse.

Blackie, bad hair guy,

big guy,

uh, staircase guy,

this guy, and, uh...

The screamer.

Screamer. Bingo, 9.

Beautiful.

Rat trap.

I am not an animal.

I am not an animal.

So, we call in.

Moon will have

a fit.

Sh*t fit when he finds out

how many we tagged.

Let's find a phone.

Let's go.

Ok.

Are we gonna call in

and listen to the messages?

It would be nice to know

who's still out there.

What's the difference?

We have to kill

them all!

Can we do that?

Sure, we can.

Better to keep off

the line for now.

Oh, the element

of surprise.

Shut up, Lou.

What is that?

Valium, Prozac,

and ritalin.

Breakfast

of champions.

So, how'd you get

in the business?

It's the only thing

I ever wanted to do.

And what I didn't know,

your government

taught me.

That was very nasty.

Honey,

don't even try it.

What do we do now, boys?

Hi there.

You idiot.

She's quick.

Thanks, blondie.

Help me.

Help me.

Would you

shut him up?

No. Save your bullets.

Use that.

Beat him to death?

Get away from me, b*tch!

Get away!

Get out of here!

Go away!

He's a mad dog

who needs to be put down.

Prozac,

ritalin, valium.

The man is a toilet.

Get away from me b*tch!

No, no, no, no, no.

I thought I told you

to shut him up.

I can't.

I just can't.

No, no, no!

I can't.

I can't!

Please stop.

How about

I shut you up?

I can't.

Did he get her?

Just shut up.

Oh, sh*t!

Shut up.

Shut up!

Shut up.

On the count of 3,

one of you

is gonna be dead.

1...

2...

Marcus!

I can't!

I'm sorry.

I couldn't help it.

Just too much fun.

You do know

how to use this, right?

Little trigger

under the heavy part.

We can do this.

What's wrong with you?

It's them or us.

Ok, that's enough.

No, not ok.

I need to know that

this babe can do it.

You were thinking,

"let's get somebody else

"to take care

of the problem.

I'll be over here

knitting."

You're an old woman,

my friend.

I don't know

whether to screw you

or kill you.

You've made

your point.

She's got to pull

her weight.

I'm not like you guys.

I didn't ask for this.

Pull the weight

or lighten the load.

Like this?

How about

I just lighten you?

Like this.

What are you,

her mother?

God.

Gonna take a lifetime

to win this.

Yeah.

I'm depressed now.

Got an idea how we can

speed things up.

We just have to find

a way out of here.

You can't.

It's a goddamn prison.

Hey, she's got you

there, d.

Well, let's

say once upon a time

there were 3 bears.

God, not another story.

Yeah Marcus,

just spit it out.

The bears went out

one day looking for food,

which was other bears.

Ah, cannibalistic

bears.

And when these 3 bears

got back to their house,

they found

little goldilocks

sleeping in their bed.

Just before

they could eat her,

papa bear said,

"no, just wait.

We're

cannibalistic bears."

Yes, yes, we are.

I want to be

mama bear.

3 bears.

"Ahh," thought the bears.

"Goldilocks

is tasty to us,

"so goldilocks is tasty

to other bears.

"And what we really like

to eat is other bears,

"so why don't we use

goldilocks as a trap

for the other bears?"

And all the bears

nodded their heads,

and they said that

it was good, so they did.

And goldilocks was a very good

trap for the other bears.

And the 3 bears went back

to their nice homes that night

simply stuffed

to the gills with bear.

Yum yum.

The end.

So who do we use for bait?

Not goldilocks.

Not who,

but what.

Precisely.

I'm lost.

Of course you are.

You're stupid.

You're pushing

the limit, Lou.

All right, we tell everyone

we found the money

and invite all the bears

to try and take it from us.

So how do we set up

the trap?

There's got to be

a p.A. System around this joint somewhere.

All we've got to do

is find a guard station.

Provided we can find

a good spot to do it

and not get whacked

ourselves.

Already spotted a place.

Marcus...

Why is everybody

saying you're stupid?

Now...

You do know

how to use that, right?

I mean, squeeze

your finger and all?

We've already been

through this, Lou.

Not to my satisfaction.

So she's goldilocks?

And you are an idiot.

So what?

I've had just about

enough of you, Lou.

Don't even joke

about it, d.

Anytime,amiga,

anytime.

You're a player in this.

No choice.

The sooner

we get it over with,

the sooner we can

go back to our lives

or go back

to killing each other.

Right now we've got a lot

of problems to take care of.

You'll stick with this bunch,

or I'll end it now.

All but one of us

gets out, isn't it right.

That's moon's rules.

And rules are made

to be broken.

At least some are.

Let's go.

Ho, man.

Getting hungry.

For competition.

Yeah. What should we do?

Meat loaf.

Kitchen.

Food.

What have you guys

got up your sleeves?

Oh, that's twisted.

Twisted, but fun.

Ah, yes.

Mmm, popsicle.

Whoa, hello, Betty.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God!

Oh, my God! They're dead!

They're dead!

You saved my life!

Thank you!

Thank you!

They were hunting me!

You saved my life.

You...

You don't

understand.

Whoa! Let me

get out of the way!

If you had the chance, you would

have killed us dead as dickens.

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