Suicide Kings Page #9
- R
- Year:
- 1997
- 106 min
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we're talkin' about, man.
What the f*** ?
Man, look at us.
We cut his f***in' finger off !
man, you're walkin' around
with a gun !
This isn't us.
We're no better than he is.
Tell elise that.
He had nothing to do
with elise's kidnapping.
He had nothing to do with it.
Don't you understand that ?
He didn't do anything !
It doesn't matter ! whoever
did the actual kidnapping--
it's a f***ing technicality !
- Go ahead. Look that up
in the constitution.
- Max, shut up.
Brett, he's not guilty.
But he's responsible, man.
Come on.
Let me tell you, the best soap
in the world won't wash the scum
off this guy's hands.
I promise.
Let me enlighten you, avery,
About your new friend
here Charlie; about what
he's really like.
You want to tell him about
the dogs or should i ?
No, you're doing good.
Jump in any time.
About a year ago,
Charlie had a house in jersey.
He moves in. Next-door
neighbors have dogs. Two dogs ?
They're barkin' all night long.
Charlie goes over, the nice guy
that he is, asked them
to keep the noise down.
f***in' dogs-- bark, bark, bark.
All f***in' night long.
and the next night after that,
until one night--
Nothin' man.
Silence.
No more noise.
later. The dogs were fine.
Happier than pigs in sh*t,
Munchin' on top sirloin.
The neighbors--
avery, the neighbors--
they never f***in' found.
Okay ? Gone.
How am i doin', Charlie ?
-Almost.
-Bet that was a rumor. He's not
involved with the mob anymore.
Oh, give me a f***in' break !
how do you think he was able...
To find your sister
with one phone call ?
Coincidence ?
Come on.
Your friend is right.
It's not a coincidence.
I was able to contact
the right people,
the way you counted on.
It's a good thing for you
that i am who i am and i do
what i do and i know who i know,
Otherwise, your princess
would be chopped up
and in the blender by now.
I'll tell you somethin' else:
even after what you did to me,
i kept my part of the bargain.
No more.
Who do you think
you're dealing with ?
Guess again. You want to know
what else i could do
with one phone call ?
How about i have your ass
made into mincemeat ?
I'll tell you what in fact
happened with my neighbors.
It's got nothing to do
with barking dogs.
That family, way back,
did something...
Viciousto mine.
Everything your pal Brett
said is true,
Except he left out
one detail:
Those dogs--
It was not steak
they were eating.
Guys, it's for him.
Charlie, you there ?
Yeah.
Good news:
the termshave been offered and accepted.
These guys are gonna make sure
the money is in play,
that i'm gone...
And nobody's watching us,
and then they're gonna
drop the girl off...
At the emergency room
at the lennox hill hospital.
You got that ?
I'll be fronting you the money.
I know you're good for it.
Remember, the banks
don't open till 10:00,
so don't go dying on me.
Remember, i'm a lawyer.
I got friends in hell.
So, what ?
Is it still a go,
or what ?
One second.
Good.
Now we play my way.
I give my friend the go-ahead.
You tell him where we are.
I want my own driver
waiting outside that door.
So's you got no opportunity
whatsoever--
Crap out
on your part of this.
- Forget it. You're going
to have to trust us.
- No. You trust me.
Well, how 'bout
something nearby ?
- Yeah, not here.
- A hotel.
Yeah, good.
Hmm ?
Restaurant. Gas station.
No comment ?
Marty,
- No. No, please.
- Middlebury inn.
It's a half-mile away.
It's in montauk.
It's got a coffee shop.
Middlebury inn.
Montauk. Got that ?
- The middlebury inn.
Okay, so how do i get there ?
- How do you get there ?
Yeah, it's easy. Hi, sir.
Yeah, take 124th street to--
No, wait a minute. Why should
he go through that kind of
traffic ? Put him on the, uh--
There's no traffic at this hour.
Take 2nd avenue
to the midtown tunnel.
Just shut up, shut up.
Who do you got there ?
The new york
taxi drivers' union ?
Take central park west
then to 125th;
125th to the tribrough bridge,
the central park expressway
or the southern states.
Let's get this over with.
You got that ?
Yeah, i got it.
Take care of yourself,
brother.
Huh.
Good.
So, she's okay ?
Yeah.
Thank you,
mr. Barret.
Anytime, kid.
I must say that those were
terrific directions, Max.
Turns out you're some kind
of eagle scout. I had no idea
you spent that much time uptown.
I used the library up there
at columbia.
You got balls, kid.
I'd hate to get stuck up there
alone, especially at night.
It happened to me once.
When i was a kid,
i started out...
Do you mind ?
Taking bets,
making collections for numbers.
All of the five boroughs.
I ran my ass off.
I knew every street upside
down and backwards,
But i'd never been
that far uptown before.
I fell asleep on a subway
and missed my stop.
I come out, i looked around.
To me it was like...
I landed on, uh--
what Max said--
The dark side of the moon.
Yeah.
I'm sorry.
I'd love to sit around
and reminisce,
But could someone
tell me the point
of this f***in' memoir ?
Well, i'm wondering how come
a day and a half ago,
Max can't navigate
his way around harlem
with a sherpa guide,
But tonight he knows the place
like his backyard.
I don't know what the hell
you're talkin' about.
What i said.
How could you get lost up there,
as well you know the place ?
Isn't that where you were
with the girl
when this happened ?
Yeah ? So ?
Like i said, it was dark out.
It was raining.
- It happened to you.
You said so yourself.
- I was eight at that time.
Don't tell me you're backin'
this inside player thing.
I'm bleeding to death.
Humor me.
- You wanna waste your breath ?
Go ahead.
- Well, one more question--
-How'd they know
to find you there ?
- How the f*** should i know ?
We've been all through this
with the police. I don't see
how saying it one more time...
Is gonna help anybody.
Cops can't find their dick
with both hands.
Or, maybe it happened
differently.
What do i know ?
I'm old. I'm tired.
I'm a senior citizen.
I think you had
a little too much
blood loss to the brain.
Maybe. Maybe not.
You know, Max, i understand
how this could happen.
I'm not sayin' it's okay it
happened, but in a certain light
it's not as crazy as it seems.
I don't know what the f***
you're talkin' about.
Stay with me.
See if what seems crazy
don't start to make sense.
I know guys could
talk the virgin mary
into posing for a centerfold...
And make her think
it was her idea
in the first place.
Let's say you owe these kinda
guys something. You can't
pay them back. Not now.
So, they wear you down.
They make you feel there's
no way out of this mess
you got yourself into.
Then they tell you
it's your lucky day.
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