Spanish Judges Page #3

We didn't really know

what we were doing and then,

one of them just started shooting.

And all hell broke loose.

( gunshots )

I saw my companions

get gunned down one by one,

including my bestfriend.

( dog barking )

Excuse me.

When I searched the car,

it almost seemed

worth it, because there,

in all their glory,

were the Spanish Judges.

That's a crying shame.

You've got this bright

and shiny merchandise,

and nobody to share it with.

What I'm telling you is,

I need your help here.

You can make a really smart choice

and make a lot of money

really quickly, really easily,

or you can let go ofthe rope

and drop me offthe edge.

But I really wish you'd

make up your mind.

Okay?

'Cause I'm wet, and I'm cold,

and to tell you the truth...

I'm not too fond of the view.

Jamie, I don't know

what you're thinking.

I don't know what

the f*** you're thinking.

- ( speaks Italian )

- What, huh, what?

Stop whining.

We're taking the offer.

- Why, because you said?

- Yeah!

You make the decisions?

No, I make the decision.

- You need the money.

- Shut the f*** up!

We need the money.

We need the money.

We need--

You're sounding like a wife!

We can't say no,

and you know it.

This is not what we do.

We are not bodyguards.

We are crooks!

We don't know

if he has a decent plan.

Jack, what's your plan?

We're set to meet at midnight

in a warehouse on Hartford.

I've got the merchandise.

I've got a rented van.

All I need is back-up.

All you need to do

is watch my sorry ass.

We can do that.

We can watch his sorry ass.

We can definitely do that.

Between you, Piece and me,

we can definitely--

- What?

- Piece.

What?

Wellings might have

shot him two hours ago.

When were you gonna

tell me that?

Itjust didn't come up.

Well, is he dead or alive?

You know Wellings.

I mean--

Don't even try.

Don't even think about

doing this without Piece.

- No. Right?

- I'm not.

I'm not going to go

deal with Wellings.

- Sorry. I'm sorry.

- You're sorry for what?

I've done my research

on both of you.

You're both

very capable people,

but in all due respect,

when it comes to guns,

neither one of you can hit

the broad side of a barn.

It was very nice

meeting both of you,

but I'm gonna take my business

elsewhere, thank you.

Sit the f*** down.

Sit the f*** down!

You know what?

I'm gonna sit down.

- We'll be right back.

- I'm sitting.

Jamie:
You want to go

to Wellings? Are you crazy?

No, we're gonna

go to Wellings, smart-ass.

- Why?

- Why?

Because we need

the f***ing money,

that's why.

Okay, okay.

Okay.

What are we gonna

do about him?

- Jamie:
I don't--

- I don't want him around my stuff.

I'm not coming with you and

risk getting my ass shot.

Jack:
Aw, come on!

Come on in here!

Don't be shy, it's nice

to see the both of you.

Good evening, Mugs.

How are you doing tonight?

I see you're cooking up

a little dinner for yourself.

A friend of mine

mixed this up for me.

Don't know what it is,

don't know what it does,

but I can't wait to find out.

You should let me mix up

something for you sometime.

Oh, no, I know everything

about you, Spider Lady.

Not quite everything.

( moaning )

- How are you doing, Piece?

- Fine, and you?

Good.

So Piece, you can do

things on your own?

- You can handle things by--

- Max:
You guys finished?

- Mmm?

- Huh?

Piece:
Yeah?

Well,

I'm glad to see you didn't...

rush the judgement

on our little friend there.

What did he say to you?

He called me a cheat.

- Piece:
That's right!

- Said I rooked him!

- But you did rook him.

- So I made a mistake.

Okay.

I ain't got to hear about

itfrom the likes of you.

People like you deserve

whatever they get.

Okay. Let's talk

through this, Wellings.

Let's talk about money.

( girl humming )

I saw you looking.

( giggles )

Look at that, it's 9:00.

It's 9:
00 on the nose.

Come on.

Didn't Max tell you

to untie me at 9:00?

Isn't that what he said,

"9:
00, untie him"?

No.

He didn't say you couldn't

untie me at 9:
00, did he?

Yes, he did.

( laughs )

Max:
So,

what are you gonna charge us for,

our friend hanging

from the ceiling?

Five grand.

Five grand, that's fine.

That's good, five grand.

I'll tell you what,

Jamie and I,

tomorrow, we'll bring you

$3,000 worth of merchandise.

Okay?

$3,000 of equipment,

whatever you need.

That plus the mistaken two

comes to five.

- Max:
We're even.

- Fine.

- And Rude Boy...

- Piece:
Twit!

can stay here and

spend the night with me.

Wellings:
We'll have some fun.

You motherfucking lucky

son of a b*tch!

Shut the f*** up!

( Wellings chuckles )

I know, it's funny.

I have $3,000 here.

I do.

Here's three thousand.

You see?

This is a marker for you.

I'm gonna give it to Jamie.

And Jamie,

she's gonna put it

in an envelope and seal it,

and give it back to you.

You see?

You hold on to that

tonight as a marker.

Tomorrow, I'm gonna bring

the $3,000 worth of merchandise,

and give it to you,

and of course, you'll

give me back the envelope.

But he goes now.

Correct.

Okay.

So, I assume there is a key?

Right. Okay.

- Piece this yours?

- Yeah!

Bring me some tuners!

I need some good tuners!

I've heard a lot about you.

- About me?

- Oh, yeah, sure!

Everybody has heard

about "The Girl from Mars."

It's in all the newspapers.

And I can tell you,

my friends are

gonna be very jealous

when I'll tell

them I met you.

Oh, how jealous they'll be.

- Really?

- Sure.

Every man in America wants

to meet a girl from Mars,

especially one with

beautiful eyes like you have.

No, no. I don't want

an American man.

I want a man from Mars.

What's your name?

Really, what's your name?

Can't say.

I'm not gonna tell

Max or Jamie or anything.

Cross my heart

and hope to die.

No.

Okay.

How about I call you--

I call you...

Mars Girl?

You like that, don't you?

I'll tell you what, Mars Girl,

you want to meet Mars boys?

You gotta

go way back to Mars.

And you're gonna

need a lot of money.

So why don't you

come over right now,

and reach into my pocket.

Come here, Mars Girl,

reach into my pocket.

What are you laughing at?

Reach into my pocket.

- Mars Girl:
No!

- No?

I don't need

money to get to Mars.

Someone will come for me.

- They will, huh?

- Uh huh.

Someday, a beautiful stranger

will come,

and take me back

to where I really belong.

Then, I'll be truly happy.

Maybe I'm the

beautiful stranger?

No!

Men where I come from

don't have scars.

Piece:
It was a goddamned

good fight in there.

Very slick talking

in there, Brother Pio.

Very slick hands,

Sister Mary Agnes.

Thank you.

Merci!

I knew itwas coming,

I didn't even see it.

- What did you put in there?

- Coupons from Radio Shack.

Here.

Where would you find

$3,000 in cash?

Jack's wallet.

Who carries that kind

of money around anyway?

Successful people, baby.

Jamie, what we do

back there, we did well.

We should stick

with what we do well.

What we did back there

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