Nadine Page #4
- PG
- Year:
- 1987
- 83 min
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Vernon Hightower's famous
Blue Bonnet Bar and Lounge.
And then...
Mr. Hightower, sir?
I ought to tell you the
Lone Star people called.
They said if you don't
pay 'em what you owe 'em,
they're gonna stop
any more deliveries.
Why ain't nothin' ever easy?
Give me a nickel.
(SIGHS)
I was born
in a small town
Mama was a farmer's wife
We knew everyone for
miles around
We lived here
all our lives
Renee? It's me, Vernon.
Listen, the way it works out,
I'm not gonna be able to see
you tonight, hon.
No, nothing's the matter.
It's just that,
I'm in the middle of this
big financial transaction,
and I got these details
I gotta take care of.
You know how it is.
Listen, I'll tell you,
you could do me
a little favor.
Remember how you said that
you could get your boss to do
just about anything
you wanted?
Well, if you could get
him to fix it so these
Lone Star people
quit pesterin' me for the next
couple of weeks, I'd sure
appreciate it.
(STUTTERING) I mean,
I'm good for it and
everything,
it's just that,
all my money's
tied up in,
you know, assets,
that kind of stuff.
Yeah?
Sug, I knew
Yeah. Sug?
Sug, I gotta go now.
I'll miss you, too.
Me, too.
Toodle-oo, now.
(SIGHS)
Tell me somethin', Boyd.
When was the last time
you had a raise, hmm?
A raise?
Mr. Hightower,
I ain't even been paid
in the last two months.
Oh, hell, boy.
(CAR APPROACHING)
(BRAKES SQUEALING)
Hey, I'll tell you what.
Startin' next week,
I'm gonna double
your salary.
Evenin', friends.
Came to the right place.
First drink's on me,
Vernon Hightower,
soon to be one of the
richest sons of b*tches
you ever set your eyes on.
(NADINE SCREAMING)
(CRASHING)
What did you
do to him? Oh!
Don't worry, honey.
I fought like a tiger.
Mr. Hightower,
my name is Pope.
I've got good reason
to believe that you have
in your possession somethin'
I want a whole lot.
(SCREAMS)
BUFORD:
Do yourself a favor, son.
Don't get smart with me.
Listen to the man.
He's real serious
about this.
money for some information,
and the son of a b*tch I was
dealin' with tried to
double-cross me.
And the short of it is that
you've got somethin' that
belongs to me.
Now then,
I'm asking you nicely.
Hand it over.
I can't do that.
I'll tell you
what I will do...
Mr. Hightower, if you think
you can deal yourself into
this, forget it.
You're a two-bit loser, son,
and you haven't got
First off, I won't have you
talkin' like that in front
of my wife.
Stop! Stop it!
Look, can I talk to
my husband in private?
Floyd,
talk to her husband.
(GRUNTS)
(GROANING)
Now, hon, this is
not the time to start
one of your stubborn streaks.
Don't worry, darlin'.
I'm on a roll.
(GROANING)
Now, then,
whenever you're
ready to get serious,
I'm ready to do business.
You want to get serious?
All right, I'll get serious.
Unless you hand
over the goddamn map,
I'll kill the both of you.
(BUFORD CHUCKLING)
(CHUCKLES)
Well, if you was to kill us,
I expect you'd never
get your hands on that map.
That's a fact.
But I think I can fix it so
you'll be real anxious
to talk,
unless, of course, you've
got a fondness for
rattlesnakes.
Hon, he's not
kiddin' around.
Where'd he get
a bunch of rattlesnakes?
Well, by a strange
coincidence,
I happen to have
about five or six rattlers
right inside this box here.
He's tellin' the truth.
I swear.
(RATTLING)
You gonna
hand over that map?
Uh-uh.
No, sir, I'm afraid not.
Well, you sure you're not
goin' to change your mind?
(SIGHS)
Uh-uh.
Mountain?
(NADINE SCREAMING)
Oh, God! I'm snake bit!
I'm dead!
All right! Let me see.
All right! Let's see.
Let me see.
That's it there. Right there.
Oh, hell, you ain't snake bit.
That's a splinter!
Hold that box right there.
Floyd?
Come here and put somethin' on
top of these sons of b*tches
so they don't get out.
gonna get a face full of
rattlesnake.
Oh, goddamn it, man.
You lost your mind?
You let them snakes
out of there, they'll
go after you as well as us.
All right, you.
Get your car keys out, put 'em
on the desk and get against
the wall.
Floyd, you do that, boy,
you'll be
wrestling duckshit
come Thursday night.
Floyd, you don't get
those car keys out here,
you're gonna be wrestling
a diamondback in about
one minute.
(SNAKES RATTLING)
(KEYS JANGLING)
You're gonna pay for this.
Darlin', find the car,
start the motor and
honk the horn.
I'll be right along.
Okay.
(DOOR SLAMMING)
Well, Mr. Hightower,
let's us have
a little talk here.
I know you're in what
they call financial straits.
So, why don't you let my boys
here set fire to that dump
of yours?
That way, at least you'll
collect on the fire insurance.
All you
have to do in return
is hand over the map.
I appreciate that, Mr. Pope,
but that won't do me
no good now.
See, I let the
insurance lapse
about a month ago.
(LAUGHS)
All right, boys,
if I was you,
I'd head for high ground.
Get... Yikes!
FLOYD:
Let me out of here!
(MEN CLAMORING)
(MEN SCREAMING)
(SNAKES RATTLING)
(FROGS CROAKING)
VERNON:
You know whatmy problem has been
all this time?
I've been under-capitalized,
that's all.
You wait and see. We pull
this deal off, I'm home free.
Vernon, I don't know.
Buford Pope seems like the
real determined type to me.
Don't you worry about
Pope now.
I'm on top of that
whole situation.
Hey, wait a minute.
You don't believe what that
son of a b*tch said, do you?
You don't think
I'm some sort of
a two-bit loser, do you?
No, hon.
I've known you
a real long time.
You can pretty much
do anything you want
once you set
your mind on it.
You mean that?
I'll always love you
You know, it's funny
how you forget things.
NADINE:
Like what?
Well, like,
sittin' in the kitchen,
drinkin' beer,
shootin' the sh*t with you.
Forgot how much I loved that.
I'll lay her down
Like this
Vernon, I think there's
something you should know.
Sure.
I'm...
You know, with your looks,
you could've married just
about anybody.
Hmm?
That's why I've been
bustin' my butt over
at the Blue Bonnet,
so you wouldn't feel
you made a mistake.
And also you'd feel that
you had something
to be proud about.
People like you and me,
we never get the breaks.
This time,
it's gonna be different.
This is the one chance
that I'm ever gonna get,
and I swear, I'm lettin'
nothin' get in my way.
There we go, runnin' off
at the mouth again.
What was it
you was gonna say?
Hmm, nothin'.
Wasn't important.
You fixin' your hair
different these days?
Uh, yeah, I copied it from
You like it?
Yeah,
it looks real nice.
What's that perfume
you're wearin'?
Evenin' in Paris. Why?
No reason.
Your life is
no longer my home
Without no news from home
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