Q

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Oh, hello again

you little creep.

Here again today! How many times can

you wash that same dumb window?

There's my girlfriend.

I love you.

Oh, jeez.

Hello?

No, only in black. I can give it

to you if I call the factory.

Guess who's on my ledge again?

That little jerk.

I know you love me.

I know you love me.

Oh, that driving me crazy

with that squeaking.

Yeah. I'll check with the

factory and get back to you.

Ha! I wish he'd take a walk.

Huh? Hey, what are you

looking for?

Looking for the head.

The only place I haven't looked

is up in the parapets.

Won't be much left of it. You ever

drop a cantaloupe from 40 stories?

All right, so what the hell

do you make out of all this?

Well, I figure something fell

out of one of the windows

from the floor up above

and hit him.

Sheared his head clean off. A big shard

of glass or something like that.

There's no broken

windows up there.

Oh, sh*t. Maybe his head

just got loose and fell off.

Look, what do you want from me?

The entire gig shouldn't take

more than three

and a half minutes, right?

In and out.

Hey, Quinn.

Take it yes on

the cashew chicken will you?

I'm sorry,

I thought you had some.

You got to watch this guy,

you know.

I'm telling you,

he's a nervous eater.

You got to defend yourself

over here.

Now, let's talk business.

I'm strictly a wheelman.

I don't go inside.

And I don't carry a piece.

And my cut is 20%.

Oh, no, no, no.

Your cut is 12.5%.

And you haven't worked

in eight months.

Well, Quinn,

what's it going to be?

In or out?

I'll let you know.

You better let us know

real soon, Quinn.

Oh, you're not

the only action in town.

Oh! No, our friend

has other prospects here.

- I might have another job.

- Oh, yeah, huh, Quinn?

Working, yeah.

Better step outside, son.

You don't want to see this.

He told the bellhop

he was going to visit a museum.

What museum?

Boy, I'm telling you.

Somebody did a terrific job

on this guy with all

the right tools.

Peeled him like an orange.

Not your

ordinary psychopath, huh?

Bought a copy of "Q" magazine

and took off.

In less than six hours,

somebody skinned him.

Flayed is the correct term

I think.

But you don't

hear it much anymore.

At least not

in that last ten centuries.

Well, if you think that's weird.

Yesterday we had a window washer

whose head just floated away

like a balloon.

You never show your emotions

you're always

keeping it cool

you take your time,

there's no worry

now everybody is pushing

they're trying

to get through

dancing, dancing,

go through the plan

but you know

that you're in the air

when you can't even trust

a friend

and too close to the flame

What is this?

What is this?

What--

where--

oh, no!

Oh, my God!

Get it off!

Ahh!

Sh*t.

Oh, Jesus!

Hey, who's up there?

Hi.

Hey, we don't open

till six o'clock.

Oh, yeah, I know that.

But I heard that you're

looking for a musician

on Mondays and Tuesday nights.

- Oh, yeah.

- Yeah, so I play a little bit.

And I thought maybe I show you.

Where did you hear that?

Oh, I just, uh--

I heard it.

Go ahead, help yourself.

- Oh, thanks.

- Do something.

All right, I will.

And I won't hurt the piano

like them rock signers.

They hurt pianos.

I treat them real nice.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Just play something, huh?

Yeah, I will. And, you know,

this piano couldn't be hurt.

Go away, evil dreams

leave my baby, or don't

go away evil dreams

go away now

she wakes up

crying every night

Hey, uh-- did you ever find

that guy's head yet?

No, I looked around.

What do you do?

Two straight hearts

too red wine

tell me a story

Hey, that's all right.

That's fine.

I got another job anyway.

Sounded okay to me.

Yeah, what the f*** do you mean?

Yeah, what do I know?

Okay, we go in on the hour.

Give me the paper bag.

Stash this under your coat.

What are you giving me this for?

I don't take revolvers.

- Let's go.

- What do you mean?

I'm staying here,

I'm not going anywhere.

We have a deal, man.

- Not with me you don't.

- Hey, come on, dude.

You take an equal share,

then you take an equal chance.

Let's go.

Hey, Morgan,

I'm gonna wait here.

Move it. Now.

- Is it loaded?

- Come on.

Christ,

I could blow my nuts off.

Paul, who are those guys?

Put it down!

Oh, holy sh*t, no keys.

Oh, sh*t.

Where's my f***ing bag?

Come on, come on,

answer the phone.

Yes, hello,

is Howard price there?

This is Jimmy Quinn.

I got to talk to Howard price.

I'm a client of his.

No, well, get him on the phone.

I'm in big trouble.

I don't care if he's in

a meeting, get him on the phone.

Tell him I'm on my way

down there-- not to leave.

Don't leave for lunch

or anything, okay?

Jimmy Quinn is on his way,

all right? Okay.

Hey! It's Jimmy Quinn!

Come on.

Open up!

Sh*t.

Just what I need.

Hey!

Hey! I hear you!

Come on out! You get a year

for this, you f***ing wacko.

Hey!

Hey, I hear you!

Ah, the hell with it.

I'm almost afraid of everything,

but I never been afraid

of heights.

Look at that.

A few minutes ago

I was in the gutters.

Now I'm top of the world.

Let's go to lunch, fellas!

Come on, pack your gear,

let's go to lunch.

Hey, who got my lunch pail?

What are you looking at me for?

Look at this, it's me again.

Everything he's missing,

it's me.

Your umbrella, your

ruler, your Popsicle!

You wouldn't miss a Popsicle

in a Popsicle would you?

Come on, let's go downstairs.

We got one hour to eat.

Let's go, fellas, come on.

That's the third one this month!

Cut the sh*t!

You son's of b*tches.

If anyone ate that sandwich, I'm gonna shove

the thermos up your asses one at a time.

Sh*t.

She's says not

to let them see me blow.

What am I supposed to say?

Thank you?

And they make an a**hole of me.

You know, his wife makes

a damn good tuna sandwich.

I'm gonna stop by and see her and

tell her about it one of these days.

The Aztecs identified flayed

skin with the new garments.

Young vegetation.

Let me get this straight.

You're talking about

human sacrifice now?

Willing sacrifice.

They give themselves

to the God willingly.

A ritual was performed

using various objects

to indicate cosmic events.

Collimating in blood sacrifice to

strengthen the forces of nature.

Performed by the high priest.

And the victims,

you might call them a skin--

after they're skinned,

the high priest puts the skin

upon himself,

wearing it as like a garment.

Of course, we're talking about

the ancient Aztecs civilization,

not this north American culture

we see here.

I understand, Mexico.

The gods they prayed to.

One God, Quetzalcoatl,

the feathered flying serpent.

I can give you some interesting

books on that subject.

Well, good, I need something

to put me to sleep at night.

Now, if you think

that's what happened here,

then this case wasn't murder.

What do you call it?

Suicide possibly.

Oh, your Mr. Polly might've been

coerced in one way or another.

But you must remember blood

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