Quick Change Page #7

All right. Attaboy.

Now help me zip this up.

You people can keep this city!

- Hi.

- You think you're late enough?

Oh, you must be from around here.

We'll just go

and have a great time anyway, huh?

Right, Grimm.

Oh, this was not my idea.

This was not the plan.

I'm sorry, Grimm.

- Give me three minutes before you come in.

- Got it.

You go. Just promise me you'll see

a doctor as soon as you get there, okay?

No. We were all gonna go together.

Hey, you two with the mileage upgrades,

sit down.

You believe the filth they let into first?

Do you mind?

Come here, Loomis.

Look at you. I mean,

you have to get away, now.

When I find Phyllis...

- lf I find Phyllis...

- Yeah, I mind.

You goddamn straphangers are ruining

Mrs. Crane's beverage service!

You okay, baby?

Your bloody mary's not too spicy, is it?

That's my girl.

See you soon. Get a tan.

Moisturize before you peel.

Wait, Grimm.

We can find her together.

Oh, look.

It's...

I hate to do this to you, babe.

You'll never take me alive, Rotzinger.

- Save yourself the disgrace, Lombino.

- It's the king.

Vince, you f***ing worm!

- He's come for the king.

- You snake!

Even if you get past me,

there are 5o cops waiting outside.

All right, Rotzinger. My turn!

Still got another minute.

As we prepare for departure,

we ask that you pay close attention...

You rat! You creep!

Can you hit him with something else?

Give me!

Thank God!

I did it with Mario, Vinnie.

When you were playing cards

with your stinking goombahs!

Nobody does that to Mrs. Russ Crane.

Quit making him angry!

It's thicker, Vinnie. It's thicker than

his neck and a lot more powerful.

Phyllis.

Phyllis, they just caught this guy.

Give me that goddamn...

All right.

Vince Lombino, a.k.a. Russ Crane...

...you're under arrest for murder

in first degree and second degree...

...arson, pandering, sale of weapons,

felonious assault...

...blackmail...

- Use of spouse as a shield.

Mario, how come you squealed,

tough guy?

Screw you.

That's him.

Don't matter what he's saying.

Throw him in the car.

- He's just along for the ride. Come on!

- Angie!

- Angel!

- Come on!

- Is Mrs. Lombino okay up there?

- Hey! Hey!

Angie! I love you, baby!

I love you!

I love you, Angie!

Hey, hold it, my friend.

Thanks for the assist.

- No problem.

- I'd like to give you a commendation.

What's your name and address?

Oh, that's great.

- Dan...

- Dan.

...Chipowski.

S-K-I...

...ending.

And it's 111 Astoria Boulevard,

Queens, New York...

...111 o1.

Okay, Dan. Wish there were

more like you.

Don't say that.

Come on, James.

Hey, it's Rotzinger!

- Are you running for mayor?

- Is this the greatest day in your career?

- Who the hell called these guys?

- I did, sir.

Hey, remember, we gotta

commend this "Cipowski."

I mean, Chipowski.

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