No Man's Land Page #4

Synopsis: Benjy Taylor is a rookie cop who goes undercover to nab a gang of car thieves led by Ted Varrick. Taylor becomes too involved and starts to enjoy the thrill and lifestyle of the car thieves, and falls in love with Varrick's sister Ann.
Genre: Crime, Drama, Thriller
Director(s): Peter Werner
Production: Orion Home Video
 
IMDB:
6.1
Rotten Tomatoes:
50%
R
Year:
1987
106 min
224 Views


No such thing.

I nabbed seven of these in one day.

Your turn.

Dubious.

This guy deserves us.

So, who picks up the cars?

Malcolms got a guy on it.

Where's he take 'em?

- Stop. This is too good to pass up. | - Terrific, just great.

There!

What now?

Buckle up.

Come on!

Come on! Get the f*** in here!

Come on! Go!

Come on! Go! Sh*t! Move it!

Back up, back up. Now. Go!

Any ideas?

- Yeah, head for the hills. | - I'm serious.

Punch it!

What happened?

Sh*t.

Terrific idea you had, here.

Relax.

I met this girl, not too long ago...

with blonde hair, the greenest eyes.

Christ, you should have seen her.

Yeah?

She's so f***ing beautiful.

Sounds like it.

You got a big responsibility here.

I do?

Yeah, she told me that...

it really hurts her | when a guy says hell call...

and he doesn't.

Come on, go. Come on.

They're over there!

- These guys ever give up? | - They do this for a living.

Showtime, folks.

Boss-man.

Ted. How you doing?

- Kinda slow day. | - A little bit, yeah.

Breaking in the new guy.

Malcolm.

Were doing our Christmas | shopping a little early?

Absolutely. Got to be a step ahead | of the competitors.

- Look familiar? | - Jesus!

Watch out, guys.

Horton, here, can chop up a car in about | two hours. There's nobody faster.

Duncan's a surgeon with switching | numbers. Every car gets a new life.

- Junkyards, right? | - Yeah. Junkyards, impound lots.

We even got a guy at the DMV.

What's up?

I want to talk to you about | some security problems.

- How about tomorrow at the shop? | - Sure. First thing.

Is everything cool?

It's gonna be.

All right.

- See you tomorrow. | - See you tomorrow.

- Problems? | - No.

Nothing this won't fix.

- What's this for? | - A little bonus for the stunt driving.

Good help's hard to come by, these days.

Come on, bro. | I got something to show you.

Remember your first repo?

You painted it.

She's yours.

Clean, clear, and legal.

Yeah. Looks good on you.

Bill?

- Jesus, what are you doing here? | - I wanted to see you.

Whered you get the car?

It's a customers car. | Ted's letting me drive while I fix it.

Is Ted letting you wear his clothes, too?

No, he's... It was a fancy party | that I had to pick up a car at.

He didn't want me to go looking like a | mechanic, so, he gave me some cash and...

You like it?

I don't like it on you.

I'll take it off.

Same old Bill.

You asked for it.

Have a seat. I'll get us a couple beers.

I'm getting rid of that couch. Do not despair.

There's only one. We have to share it.

It's okay.

Tell me I'm being paranoid.

You're being paranoid.

- What are you being paranoid about? | - You.

This place.

- You don't like this place? | - It's like no one lives here.

Ann, I just moved in.

I haven't had a chance to hang my art.

Have I made a mistake?

What mistake?

I thought youd be good for Ted.

I am.

I thought hed finally found someone...

- who he couldn't lead around by the nose. | - Yeah.

Don't lie to me.

- If you guys are involved with something... | - We're just friends.

I don't like Ted's friends.

I'm different.

- Are you? | - Yeah.

- I'd like to believe that. | - Yeah.

Believe it.

Malcolm.

You hiding?

What? Did you fall in?

Boss-man, I got a cookie for you.

Sh*t.

Cut the bullshit insinuations. | I called you guys, remember?

No. You didn't.

One of your mechanics saw you dragging | a body out of the bathroom. He called us.

I wasn't gonna leave him dead | in the goddamn toilet.

Where were you taking him?

To lunch.

I was trying to give him | some f***ing dignity.

What were you worried about?

You're afraid we might find something?

I'm never worried about guys like you.

If you destroyed or altered any evidence, | I'm gonna find out and charge you.

Fine.

You got a real clear conscience, don't you?

You tell me, cop.

Listen to me, you little a**hole.

Rich boys like you turn my stomach.

You know the difference between right | and wrong, and you don't give a sh*t.

You know what they do to boys like you | in the joint, do you, smart mouth?

You better get yourself an education, | because that's where you're headed...

and I'm gonna send you there. | I guaran-f***in'-tee!

You finished?

Get lost.

Who's next?

Bill Ayles, mechanic.

Bring him in.

You okay?

What?

You okay?

I don't know.

Bill Ayles?

Look, man, I gotta get out of here. | I'll call you, okay?

Lieutenant, I think maybe | I got a tie-in to some stolen parts, here.

- Run it down for me, will you? I'm busy. | - Sure.

Are you Ayles?

Cut the crap now.

You gonna interrogate me, Lieutenant?

The first thing you're gonna do, punk, | is sit down and answer a few questions.

Who the hell do you think you're talking to?

Sorry.

How long have you worked here?

About three, three-and-a-half weeks.

What time did you get to work this morning?

I was a little late. I got here about 8:45.

Don't you ever blow your cover like that | in front of anybody.

- They were cops. | - I don't give a sh*t.

You're who I say you are | until I say otherwise.

I figured with Malcolm dead, it would be...

Nothings over until I pull the plug. | Understand?

Why don't you do it | before somebody else dies?

Because I want Varrick!

He didn't kill your guy.

- What, he confide that in you? | - That's not who Ted is!

Ted!

What are we, best buddies now?

- How involved are you? | - I don't know. Involved.

Look. I'm sick of lying. | I can't do this anymore. I feel dirty.

I don't even know when I'm lying anymore.

I want you to take a few days. Back off.

What do you mean?

Just what I said. | Go home for Christmas, see the family.

You taking me off?

No.

I'm just telling you to take a break.

We'll talk in a few days.

- Go on. | - Okay.

And stay away from Varrick.

Merry Christmas.

It's open.

I'm really sorry about Malcolm.

How are you?

I'm fair at best. Thank you for coming by.

I appreciate that.

Why don't I call Ann? | We'll cancel this thing.

No. I've got to deal with all this | on a business level, you know?

Listen, I have to ask you a favor.

Sure.

I need you to watch my back tonight.

No, I'm not into this.

We're just going to talk.

Then what do I need this for?

Because it would enhance | my sense of security.

- This is stupid. | - No, it's not stupid!

I know who had Malcolm popped.

It was Martin. He's trying to shut me down | and I'm not going to let that happen.

See, if I increase my visibility, it won't work.

Sh*t.

Come on.

Think of it as an ICBM.

You're never gonna use the f***er, but you | sleep better at night knowing you have one.

What, that's it?

Yes. Do you think I'm gonna | take somebody out on Christmas Eve?

Give me a break.

I will never ask you for anything else again. | Just do me a favor, man.

Just watch my back tonight.

Just talk?

Piece of cake.

Ted, this is crazy. They could be anywhere.

I know he's in one of these f***ing clubs.

We'll just be a second. Don't park it, okay?

I don't see him.

- What? | - I don't see him.

Why don't you check the bar downstairs. | I'll meet you outside, by the car.

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Dick Wolf

Dick Wolf was born on December 20, 1946 in New York City, New York, USA as Richard A. Wolf. He is a writer and producer and has been married to Noelle Lippman since June 17, 2006. They have two children. He was previously married to Christine Marburg and Susan Scranton. more…

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