Tequila Sunrise Page #8

...because Carlos

is trying to kill you.

MAC:
Ensenada, this is Little Red.

I'm approaching Pier 17.

Ensenada, this is Little Red

approaching Pier 17. Over.

(IN SPANISH OVER RADIO)

(IN SPANISH)

CARLOS:
You son of a b*tch!

How could you do this?!

Friendship is the only choice

in life you can make that's yours!

You can't choose your family!

Goddamn it, I've had to face that!

No man should be judged for

whatever direction his dick goes!

That's like blaming a compass

for pointing north, for Chrissake!

Friendship is all we have.

We chose each other.

How could you f*** it up?

How could you make us look so bad?

Welcome aboard.

Here.

Careful, it's loaded.

Keep it. You're going to spend

the rest of your life in jail.

I won't be there to take care

of you. I'll be in a Mexican jail.

- She's never going to testify.

CARLOS:
How can you say that? Damn you!

She can't testify

against her husband...

...so she can't testify against you.

She said she'd marry you?

MAC:
Yeah.

CARLOS:
Oh no!

Under the circumstances,

she would have said anything!

She would have f***ed a snake!

Come on, be serious!

I am serious.

Don't you even want to...

check below?

When it comes to money I trust you.

So, how are we going to do this?

I don't feel

like unloading $ 15 million.

Why don't we swap boats?

That is not exactly fair.

This is a real nice boat.

The hell with it.

So this is it?

I hope she's worth it.

And I hope she keeps her mouth shut.

That's all I can say.

CARLOS:

Go!

No, don't.

Hold it.

I got that thing rigged

to blow sky high.

I'm sorry. I hated having to

do that, but I didn't want her hurt.

You mind undoing it?

Look at it this way.

MAC:
If you had tried anything,

we both would have gone.

You love her that much?

Yeah.

CARLOS:
When I first heard that,

I thought you rigged the butane stove.

MAC:

I thought of the butane stove.

But that's a little too hard

to control.

The ignition system is best.

You knew?

I know you.

CARLOS:
Jesus Christ, look at that!

You shot me.

MAC:
So what?

You shot me.

Look at my stomach!

You went too far, damn it!

And because you're my friend, that

means you can kill anyone you want?

Will you stop talking?

It's making me sick.

That looks bad, don't it?

That's what I've been telling you.

MAC:
Now I got to get you a doctor.

- Don't move.

Wait a minute.

I feel seasick.

I think it's time

for both of us to quit.

I know.

I've seen it coming for some time.

Cocaine is no damn good for anybody.

The future...

The future is grass.

Grass, buddy!

I have 60 tons of Thai stick

coming in.

It's on the way.

Don't do this, goddamn it!

Oh, f***.

(GUN SHOT)

NICK:
Freeze!

I said freeze!

MAC:

I'm unarmed!

Don't shoot!

I'm unarmed.

I'm turning myself in!

(GUN SHOT)

HAL:
Goddamn it!

Stay still!

NICK:
What the f*** are you doing,

Maguire?

NICK:

He's turning himself in!

Let it go, Hal!

Mac!

Jo Ann, it's Nick.

Before you open for dinner,

can you meet me down by Tower 12?

(LIFEGUARD OVER SPEAKER) Attention.

We have a strong riptide in this area.

And all lifeguards

will be off duty soon.

For your own safety,

please stay out of the water.

How's our friend?

Fine.

Aside from a concussion,

powder burns...

...and being generally pissed off.

Did my name come up?

Repeatedly.

They're probably talking

about me right now.

GELULA & CO., INC.

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