Mean Guns Page #5
- R
- Year:
- 1997
- 104 min
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Doing fine
so far.
So far?
So far.
Shoot her.
Shoot her right now.
Damn it, hoss.
Don't make this harder
than it has to be.
Look, you gave us
this third leg,
and now I've gotta deal
with your emotional life?
I've been playing buddy
because I'm supposed to play
buddy, and so are you,
and I'm sick of playing
baby-sitter.
You shoot her,
and you shoot me.
You hear me, crow
she gets the gun,
she kills both of us.
Can't you see that?
Look, you're not
thinking straight.
I don't want to have
to shoot you, crow.
How do we settle this?
Gunfight
at o.K. Corral.
Don't play.
Jesus.
You draw first,
she dies.
I draw first, she
gets the gun.
Don't.
Ok, partner, you there
behind the wall,
you yellow-bellied
sapsucker,
let the little lady have
what she wants.
No.
Ok, crow.
I call draw.
You slap leather.
Stop it.
Ready, partner?
dead as dickens, aren't you?
Dead as dickens.
And bingo
was his name, oh!
I'm rich.
I want you to stay here
partner. Ok?
Ok.
How you doing?
Good.
Well, tooth fairy
won't be far away now.
Come on, let's go.
I'm not part of this.
I don't belong here.
I didn't do anything.
I'm...
I'm going. I'm...
I'm getting out.
She didn't shoot at us.
That's a lot of silver.
They're platinum.
Like 'em?
You having a good time,
little girl?
Yeah. Me, too.
Only gonna get better.
You can't get them all.
But what if I'm
really, really good?
You'll see.
It's not gonna be
that easy.
Well, then what
do you want?
What happened
to those pictures?
They're in my pocket.
Do you want to see?
Better than I expected.
You want to see
the best of show?
Councilman graves.
That would have done it.
Would have.
All this work
just to get out.
Just out is plenty.
I didn't know I was
laundering blood money.
I didn't know
who I was working for.
Not until you told me.
Just out.
That's all I wanted.
Yeah, just out.
Now...
Is that the money?
You didn't take these.
No.
Who did?
They were sent
to me.
Somebody
with a big grudge.
Who took this one?
Who knew you'd be there?
Bob.
Bob.
I just killed his wife.
It was a contract.
Barbie?
How did Bob find out
about that?
He didn't.
You got these pictures
because Bob wanted
So, then what does moon
have against you?
Let me ask you
a question.
There's a man
who's killed 26 people,
some innocent,
some not.
26?
Yeah, 26,
not including today.
And if when you ask
why he did what he did,
he's got reasons
he can tell you,
would that
make it all right?
No.
No.
I didn't think so.
Don't make any calls.
I'll call you
when it's over.
Just...
Stay out of sight.
Why you helped me.
Doesn't matter anymore.
All right, Louie,
there's only 3 left.
Come see me
in the meeting room.
Gather for the grand finale.
Lucy.
Lucy.
How was your day?
I'm cold, Lou.
I'll be just
a little longer.
Then we'll go
to a hotel.
Then we'll get you
a nice, hot bath, ok?
Ok.
You can call me daddy.
Daddy.
I'm doing good for us.
Ok.
Kill that creep,
will ya, Marcus?
Marcus.
That's it.
Game's over. We win.
They're all dead?
What about d?
Just you, me, and Lou.
Can you come to where
we first all met?
Yeah. Yeah, all right.
Focus. You can do this.
And baby
makes 3.
Purgatory preset
time lock is released.
Personnel transfer...
Si, si.
I am an a**hole,
but everybody
in here understands
or else you wouldn't
have made it this far.
So where do we go from here?
Well, I'll tell you
where we go from here.
We know.
Damn it, Vincent.
I'm so excited
about this.
You and Marcus...
2 of the best.
What a challenge.
You haven't
lost your skill
since you went into
management, have you?
No. I've been practicing.
We don't want 3 left.
We want one.
The last little Indian
that could.
It's so bent and twisted.
I know exactly where
you're coming from, Vincent.
This is beautiful.
I am so glad
that we all agree.
We're all gonna
kill each other? Why?
I thought we won.
But we won!
Very classy, Vincent.
Final stage.
This is the good part.
Uno.
Dos.
And to the lady.
Redemption time, people.
Time for some good
old-fashioned redemption.
Winner takes all.
I don't belong here.
You're the first one
down, lady.
Let's do this.
3...
2...
Oh, Lou...
Did I forget
to put bullets in your gun?
Rat-f***ing ass.
It's not fair, Vincent.
You know, Lou,
nobody can ever blame you
for wanting to kill somebody
that raped your daughter,
but, man, you always been
a little bit too bloody,
way too bloody.
To tell you the truth,
you scare us.
That's what I do...
Scare bad people.
Syndicate feels
you're an issue now.
You know, you've developed
this problem, you know?
Parental responsibilities,
stuff like that.
None of your
goddamned business.
It's all our business.
So you knew.
When you passed out
the guns, I knew.
Lou was too dangerous.
Definitely needed the edge.
All gone.
There's still
you and me.
Yeah, you and me, amigo.
Just one of us
walks away.
Is that it?
Or is it none?
I get it. Yeah.
Syndicate wanted
us all to disappear,
didn't they?
'Fraid so, Marcus.
You know, maybe they
don't kill us all today,
but sooner or later...
So I say, hey...
Why wait?
Let's just go out in a blast
right f***in' now.
Come on, Marcus.
Let's get down.
Your call.
F***in' Marcus
I used to be
way quicker than that.
I'm getting slow.
Practice.
I gotta practice.
It's a bit late,
old fella.
Oh, what a tangled
web we weave
when first we
practice to deceive.
You still...
You still don't
mean sh*t, Vincent.
What a pathetic way
to go out...
For a couple of studs
like us.
Gimme your gun.
I'll do you in.
Suicide is a sin,
you know?
Oh, don't worry
about me.
I can't go yet.
I've got my little girl
to look after.
She's been
taken care of, Lou.
You didn't.
She was my daughter.
She was my
real daughter, Marcus.
Tell me
you didn't kill her,
even if it's
a goddamned lie.
I didn't know
she was your kid.
I was making good
for us.
And you killed her.
Make good now, Lou.
Make good now.
Gladly, Marcus.
The man said to come in
when all the shooting was done.
He said he wasn't really
going to kill you,
just make you look dead.
He said he was going to shoot
you here, not here or here.
What?
What man?
Are you all right?
I will be.
I will be.
Said this was for you, too.
Lady...
Are you my new mommy?
I suppose I am, sweetie.
Buckle up.
Do you like that?
I love mambo, don't you?
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