Pistol Whipped

MATT:
So I remind you

of that guy, Everyman?

You put me in mind of him, Matt.

I don't know that you remind me.

You're not a good guy.

You sit around all day,

you do nothing with your life,

living off God knows what.

You gamble, you're divorced,

a dark past before I met you.

Then you're a cop

and they kicked you out.

I bet you don't see your

daughter one day out of 20.

Dad.

You're right.

You're right about that.

I'm a bad man.

What I say bothers you?

You know that I know that

everybody knows you took the money,

even though they

couldn't prove it.

Maybe someday you'll cough

it up. Maybe you won't.

The world is filled

with guys like you.

Guys worried about getting

what they think they deserve,

and why should

they work for it?

But deep inside you,

you've got this...

I don't know, this spark,

this seed of decency.

I have to go.

Somebody I got to see.

Hey, Matt.

Any time you want,

you come around, okay?

Now, you see, that's

what I like about you.

What's that?

A good guy like you got time

for such a bad guy like me.

Ain't that something.

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

I'll raise you four.

SHARP:
Four more white ones.

WOMAN:
I'll see that.

DEALER:
Four hundred

to you, Matt. Raise.

I'm out.

Four to you.

Okay, flip.

Pair of sevens.

Two pair, nines and 10s.

Ladies, and the lady wins.

Yes.

This one is...

I could lose my shirt.

Sorry, guys.

Get off.

Son of a b*tch.

$20,000.

I'm out.

That's 20 to you, Matt.

I'm going to call you.

That ain't 20, Matt.

What?

You're four K short.

That's okay,

it's fine. Fine.

No, that's not okay. House

rules. No debts at our tables.

No, it is fine, it is fine.

Matt's marker's good with me.

You'll get your fair share out

of my cut if I... When I win.

I'm sure we can come

to some concession.

Thank you.

No, thank you.

No problem.

Matt?

Trip eights, mate.

Suck on that.

Three jacks. Suck on that.

I'm out.

Oh, f***!

DEALER:
He owes you, not us.

Excuse me, excuse me for a

minute. I'll be right back.

He might pay, he might not.

You got to stand in line.

Matthew.

Yeah.

Hold on for a second.

How can I help you?

I'll get you that money right

away, don't worry about it.

It's not a concern of mine.

I know you're good for it. Yeah.

I was wondering if we

could have a little chat.

Sure.

An associate of mine asked me

to approach you on his behalf.

Really? Who might that be?

Is this your associate here?

I had no idea what this...

Motherf***er, get down.

Okay, all right.

Get down.

Jesus.

Hey, no need for that, Matt.

I sent those guys.

Put the gun down,

let Mr. Sharp run home

before he pisses on himself.

Look, look, you know what?

How about if I just shoot him

in the f***ing head?

Then we got a problem, 'cause

I don't give a sh*t if you do.

Motherf***er,

what you want, man?

I'm the messenger.

Make a right, first aisle.

Mr. Conner, I won't

thank you for coming

because, let's face it,

you were forced to come.

I'm sure that doesn't

sit well with you.

Well, thank you for

the consideration.

What do I call you?

You don't.

You know, you should really

put that thing away.

Somebody might get hurt.

And who will that be?

Well, like my daddy used to say,

"You never know till you go."

Gentlemen.

Blue has been with me a long time. I'm

afraid he takes his job too seriously.

But he is correct, you don't

need to call me anything.

Blue will be my

intermediary from now on.

I just wanted you to see me

and have some inkling that

the person you're working for

is not some faceless entity.

So let me get this straight,

I work for you now?

I know you.

Back in the day,

across the pond.

Before you took on

this cop identity thing.

You were there, I was there.

Remember how we felt about the guy

that went deep into enemy territory,

took care of business

with extreme prejudice,

and made his way out

in one piece?

You know what really

is amazing to me?

A guy that can walk

into an urban territory,

a five star hotel

full of bodyguards,

take care of business

with extreme prejudice,

and walk out in one piece

like a f***ing ghost.

I guess I had my 15 minutes, but as

you know, I'm kind of retired now.

That's what I like about you.

Do you recognize these?

Your markers.

Three bookies' worth.

$1,235,000 and 65 cents,

motherf***er.

Man, you guys

are meticulous.

You're a smart man,

Mr. Conner.

I don't need to explain to you

how I came to buy them,

although indeed

I did buy them.

What you owed to others, a

million plus, you now owe to me.

So I guess that means if I

don't do what you want me to do,

you'll terminate me.

Not at all.

It's late, I'm tired.

Blue will contact you

in the near future,

and when he does he's

going to make you an offer.

Kind of like an offer

I can't refuse?

You can refuse.

You might want to listen to our

proposition, it might be to your liking.

I'll do that, I'll do that.

(DOORBELL BUZZING)

Shouldn't you answer that?

That's your daughter,

and her step-dad.

(COUGHS)

Is it Saturday?

You don't even know

what day of the week it is?

Matt, what's wrong with you?

Your little girl is waiting

outside. She talked the whole time

about how you were going

to spend the day with her.

Oh, sorry, man...

Give me one minute.

Look, man, it's my day

for my daughter.

This can't wait. Lose him.

Man, I got a f***ing emergency

here. Some a**holes I got to...

Yeah, okay, I'll make

something up, as usual.

Look, I'll bring her

by tomorrow.

Just make sure

you're here, okay, Matt?

I'll be here.

I owe you, man,

thanks. Thanks.

Yeah, sure.

Sweetheart, Daddy can't see you

tonight, he doesn't feel well, okay?

But I'll tell you what, we'll do

something real fun the rest of the day.

Take a seat.

Motherf***er,

I ought to kill you.

You don't want to do that.

Why not?

Because if you do, the Old

Man won't tear up your markers.

Man, you're confusing me for

somebody who'd give a sh*t.

Do you know him?

No, not really.

Bruno.

Very, very bad hombre.

Unfortunately, he's encouraging

bad behavior from the Italians

so he got to go.

Well, I don't suppose

I have much of a choice, do I?

No, you don't.

Well, tell the Old Man

that he's as good as dead.

That's real good.

But remember, they all

have kids just like you.

Thank you for reminding me.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

OLD MAN:
We work for

the government, Matt,

although they're going to be in

denial if any of us get apprehended.

These scumbags have managed to get

not above the law, but beyond it.

The law for them has no

meaning. That's where we come in.

You know what I prefer

to call our enterprise?

Extracurricular justice.

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(CHUCKLING)

Hey, what are you mad at?

Look who's here.

Is that your eyes causing that to

happen? Just looking at me I just...

Great grapes.

She's good.

The lemon drop kid.

Come on, pal,

we'll crack down together.

Maybe we'll raise

a few dollars.

Grab that door.

Hello, how are you?

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