Running Scared Page #3

Synopsis: After a drug-op gone bad, Joey Gazelle is put in charge of disposing the gun that shot a dirty cop. But things go wrong for Joey after a neighbor kid stole the gun and used it to shoot his abusive father. Now Joey has to find that kid and the gun before the police and the mob do.
Genre: Action, Crime, Drama
Director(s): Wayne Kramer
Production: New Line Cinema
  4 nominations.
 
IMDB:
7.4
Metacritic:
41
Rotten Tomatoes:
41%
R
Year:
2006
122 min
$6,651,790
Website
1,107 Views


There was no sign

of forced entry...

but they did find some

interesting sh*t out back--

and it ain't even cold season.

Now, what do you think a search warrant

is going to turn up?

Dr. Cookson,

call Imaging Services.

Dr. Cookson,

call Imaging Services.

- Come on, where?

- It's this way.

Let's go.

Quick, come on.

Come on.

Go, go, go.

This way.

Be cool...

and let me do all the talking.

I am going to get you out of here.

Help you?

- Yeah.

- How much you got?

I got a lot.

Yes.

Oleg, it's Nicky.

Are you in there?

- Is this the spot?

- Yeah.

Now, where's the stash?

Last stall, motherf***er.

Go. Find the stash.

Find it.

Go on.

Find it.

Find it!

F***.

We're going to search

this entire f***ing park.

He might still be around.

What the f*** do you think

you're doing, white boy?

All right, drop it, man,

or I will f***ing waste the midget!

Come on!

He's just a tagalong.

Plug them, Dale!

Plug the motherf***er!

F*** him up!

I will f*** you up, man!

Just let my boy go!

Pop a cap in his ass!

Wait, motherf***er, wait!

Man, shoot this motherf***er!

Shoot that--

All right, stay right by me.

Here. Against the wall.

You stay right there. Don't you move.

You stay right there.

F***.

Hey, hey,

I didn't do nothing, officer.

I--I--I just came--

You put your f***ing hands

against the stall now!

Put your f***ing head down!

Oleg.

I--I told you to stay outside.

- Did you find him?

- Get the f*** outside!

Get out of here!

I am f***ing talking to you!

Turn around. What'd you see?

Did you find the gun?

Did you find the silver gun?

Did you find

that f***ing silver gun?

I--I--I don't know.

You want to study

for your G.E.D.? Here.

Look what you done

to my f***ing ride, b*tch.

It's just 6 weeks, baby.

Please?

I only been taking 1 class--

I still got time

to be pulling tricks.

for these f***ing airbags...

and what do I get in return?

F***ing night school?

I will quit.

I am super-proud of you

for showing some initiative.

Maybe I will even come

to your graduation.

But first you're going to give me

back my f***ing property!

You learn how to use that

watching Sesame Street?

You ain't even holding it right.

What's the matter, kid?

You got the shakes?

Now I am going to put a smile

on your face, boy--

cheek to cheek.

You're going to be the happiest

little brat in school.

Say cheese.

Who's laughing now, you f***ing

gray meat limp dick motherf***er?

Mack daddy!

Who's macking now, b*tch?

Pueta!

You got some cojones, kid.

Let me see your fingers, son.

Is this--

Hey, hey. Is this your son?

I am taking care of him

tonight, OK?

Well, unless you have the name

and number of his doctor...

and I can get a prescription

over the phone...

you're going to have

to take him to emergency, OK?

Now, if you want me

to call you a cab--

I don't need no f***ing cab.

I need some spray sh*t for him.

Well, that spray sh*t happens to be

a controlled substance, ma'am...

so what can I tell you?

Keep the change.

I can't--This is stupid.

I can't do this.

Listen, why don't we

go out in the back...

and we talk about it, OK?

- Look, lady--

- I will take care of you.

There's nothing I can do, lady.

There's nothing you can do?

Take him to emergency.

OK.

OK.

Nothing you can f***ing do?

Get what he needs...now.

- It's Beclovent.

- Yeah, I know.

Beclovent, b*tch!

Come on, let's just go back.

No. No. If he turns up,

your mom's going to call.

T.

Sal.

Yeah.

Do girls really

get naked in there?

You will find out when you're 21.

I have seen Mom naked.

It's no big deal.

Trust me on this one.

It's always a big deal.

Stay here.

Put your hands together

for the sexy redhead...

Galaxy.

What?

It's taken care of.

It's taken care of.

Lucky us.

Guys, sit down. Have a seat.

Don't be shy.

They make a good mai tai

for a twat bar...

but seriously overpriced--

$2 million

for a round of drinks...

and the p*ssy

ain't even that hot.

Hey, baby.

Jodi, I am doing business here.

Jodi...

come on.

Get the f*** out of here.

$2 million.

Suck a dick, you prick bastard.

You don't have sh*t on us.

What do you think of this?

The cops never found these

at the scene...

just 2 dead narcs

and 3 dead Jamaicans.

Ballistics is going to reveal...

that the slugs

that killed my partners...

didn't come from the Jamaicans,

so there were others involved.

As for myself...

I was never there.

Well, dead guys tell no tales.

Yeah. Why don't you ask

your pal here?

What the f*** you talking about?

You blew my partner

Stevie's balls off...

with a .38 snub nose,

a real distinctive piece--

stainless, polished up

like a spic's hubcap.

Now, let me take

a wild guess here.

I think that you gave him

the gun to dump in the river.

Now, I am assuming that

he never got around to it...

because 2 hours ago...

his next-door neighbor

took a slug in the shoulder.

The shooter was the guy's

who was over at Gazelle's house

What the f***

you trying to do here?

You trying to f***ing play us?

Because you're wasting

our f***ing time.

This is goddamn

f***ing bullshit.

Bullshit? Bullshit?

This punk Anzor Yugorsky...

he describes the gun to me

in vivid detail.

Makes mention it's a snub nose

with a serious shine to it.

What the f*** is this guy

talking about, Joey?

He's talking about a f***ing shiny gun.

Big f***ing deal.

There's a thousand of them

on the street.

It ain't the f***ing piece.

Yeah? What were you doing

at the hospital...

when they brought Yugorsky in?

Sniffing around emergency?

You know what I figure?

I figure you were there

to pull a switch...

on the slug

they took out of him.

My wife asked me to go

to the hospital.

She was concerned--you know,

in a neighborly way.

She wanted me to go to see--

All right, you know what?

Enough bullshit.

I expect to find a bag

in this locker...

at Dominic Station by midnight.

If the bag is not there

one minute after...

I am taking you all down

any f***ing way I can...

even if I have to

manufacture the case.

And you know I will, because I got

the toughest mob in the world.

I am the law.

All right, stay put.

I am going to grab you a burger.

I am not hungry.

Yeah, but you didn't finish dinner,

so I am going to grab you something to eat.

Stay here.

Dad?

Don't go in there.

Let's just go home.

It's going to be all right.

No, it's not.

Hey, Frankie, how you doing?

- Hey, how are you?

- Yeah, it's good to see you.

Sit, Joe.

How you doing, guys?

- Hi, Joey.

- How you doing, man?

- Joey.

- I am fine.

You want some coffee,

something to eat?

Nah, I am good. But, listen...

I got my boy,

he's waiting out in the car.

I want to get him a burger

or something.

Tony, go and take care

of that, yeah?

Yeah, Tony, get him some fries

and a strawberry shake.

And don't scare him.

He don't know you're coming.

So, Joe...

I just got off the phone

with Ivan Yugorsky...

about this thing

with his nephew.

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