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What are you gonna do with them,

put them on Johnny Carson?

Yes.

We're going to have a press conference

and tell the world.

[Snickering]

[Otto laughing]

"United Fruitcake Outlet".

My door doesn't work.

(man on radio) Look, it's curling up.

(woman) How cute!

Maybe we should

take it home.

Doesn't seem to have an owner.

Oh, yes, let's!

(radio announcer)

But no!

No matter how appealing, do not let

strange creatures in your house.

We all know strange creatures

are on the increase.

Many of them do seem

furry and adorable...

but beware!

We do not know from whence they came.

[Sighs]

Thanks for the ride.

Sure.

I don't know. What do you think?

You wanna go out with me again sometime?

I don't know. I'm gonna, kind of,

be busy with work...

and the Malibu

and everything.

Okay, great.

Terrific.

Here's your sh*t.

What's your problem? I mean,

girls might like you...

if you lightened up

a little bit.

F***, man. Girls pay

to go out with me, all right?

Wanna get back in the car?

What, here?

Yeah.

[Leila giggling]

(Otto)

F***ing seat.

[Leila screaming]

(Oly)

$20,000 for a Chevy Malibu?

Who's Double X

Finance?

(Marlene)

Storefront operation.

But the money is

in escrow.

Want me to notify

the boys?

No.

They're always bitching

about their caseload.

Think I'll go out for a while.

Why, are we out of beer?

Somebody has to

work around here.

Keep making me money, kid.

F*** you.

(Lite) Man, we been

looking for this...

little red devil

for a long time.

Just act natural. Nobody knows

if this is your car or...

somebody else's car.

Don't worry about that. Come on.

You give it a try, all right?

But if this has one, I know you'll

find it, boy. Come on.

Got it.

[Alarm blaring]

You take this,

I'll take that.

Hurry up

and get out of here.

[Alarm continues blaring]

Put your

seat belt on, boy.

I don't ride with anybody unless

they wear their seat belt.

It's one of my rules.

Put the damn gun down, boy.

Ain't no toy. Sh*t.

[Engine revving]

I walk into someone's

place of work...

they're sh*t-scared.

They know I'm not a cop.

They think I've come

to kill them. And I would.

I'll kill anybody

who crosses me.

Know what I mean?

Do you like music?

Sure.

Then in that case,

you're gonna love this.

I was into these dudes

before anybody.

Partied with them

all the time.

##[Car stereo playing]

They asked me to be the manager.

I called bullshit on that.

Managing a pop group...

ain't no job for no man.

Did you read that book I gave you?

What book?

Dioretix. The Science

of Matter over Mind. - No.

Well, you better read it,

and quick.

That book will change your life.

I found it in a Maserati

in Beverly Hills.

Know what I mean?

(Miller) A lot of people don't realize

what's really going on.

They view life as a bunch of

unconnected incidents and things.

They don't realize that

there's this, like...

lattice of coincidence that

lays on top of everything.

I'll give you an example.

Show you what I mean.

Suppose you're thinking about

a plate of shrimp.

Suddenly, somebody will say,

like, "plate"...

or "shrimp,"

or "plate of shrimp,"...

out of the blue.

No explanation.

No point in

looking for one, either.

[Train horn whistling]

It's all part of

a cosmic unconsciousness.

You eat a lot of acid, Miller?

Back in the hippie days?

I'll give you

another instance.

You know the way everybody's into

weirdness right now?

Books in all the supermarkets

about Bermuda Triangles?

UFOs?

How the Mayans invented television?

That kind of thing?

I don't read

them books.

Well, the way I see it,

it's exactly the same.

There ain't no difference between a

flying saucer and a time machine.

People get so hung up on specifics,

they miss out on seeing the whole thing.

Take South America, for example.

In South America...

thousands of people

go missing every year.

Nobody knows where they go.

They just, like,

disappear.

But if you think about it

for a minute...

you realize something.

There had to be a time when

there was no people, right?

Yeah, I guess.

Well, where did all these

people come from?

I'll tell you where.

The future.

Where did all these

people disappear to?

The past?

That's right.

And how'd they

get there?

How the f***

do I know?

Flying saucers.

Which are really...

Yeah, you got it.

Time machines.

I think a lot

about this kind of stuff.

I do my best thinking

on the bus.

That's how come I don't drive, see?

You don't even know how to drive.

I don't want to know how.

I don't want to learn. See?

The more you drive...

the less intelligent

you are.

(Bud)

You know, I think I saw

one of those things once...

them UFOs. And it was really

just kind of scary.

It's all these f***ing

colored lights and sounds.

I mean, sounds and lights like

I ain't never heard before.

I mean, it was really weird.

(Otto) Bud?

Yeah.

Do you think all repo men

follow the code?

Of course.

Well, I mean, you see a lot of

f***ed-up cars come in, but...

customer who fucks them up.

A**holes.

I'm offering $1,000 for his Falcon.

You know what that is, Napoleon?

It's a bribe.

(Napo) What the hell is this?

Napoleon?

Who the f*** are you calling?

It's $1,000 if you'll show me

where his car is, Napoleon.

Go f*** yourself, a**hole.

[Phone disconnects]

Hello?

Prick.

(Napo)

'64 Chevy Malibu...

$20,000.

(Bud)

Waiting!

We could buy 10 of them

for that, Marlene.

Think you can

find it now?

(Napo) Now, how come this junk

is worth so much?

What's in it?

Drugs?

[Bud screaming]

Hermanos Rodriguez

don't approve of drugs.

(Marlene) Neither do I.

But it's my birthday.

That motherf***er's

still down there.

I don't care

how long it takes, d*ldos!

Repo man's got all night,

every night!

Jesus Christ, $20,000!

[Phone ringing]

(Leila)

Hi, this is Leila.

I'm not here right now,

so please leave your name...

number, and a brief message and the

time you called at the beep.

Please try to be frank.

[Beeping]

(Otto) Hey, Leila.

All right, this is Otto...

the guy who gave you

the ride and stuff.

I heard something

about that car.

[Static screeching]

(Leila) Otto?

Otto.

Otto, stop.

You said you had

something to tell me.

Otto?

Otto?

What did you

want to tell me?

Take off your clothes.

I'm at work, Otto.

Oh, yeah? Me, too.

Your work is different than mine.

Says who?

What're you doing?

Don't do that.

Well, the least you could do

is give me a blow job.

I guess that means no.

Leila.

We have a cell meeting

in two minutes' time.

Thanks, Deidre.

I'll be right there.

[Door closing]

[Police siren wailing]

See, that motherf***er Oly thinks I

don't know what's going on, Lite.

As soon as I find that Chevy,

I'm going indie.

Gonna buy myself a tow truck, a couple

of pit bulls, and run a yard.

Sit around and watch everybody else do

the work for a while.

No way you can do that on $20,000, man.

The hell I can't.

As long as you got good credit.

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