The Big Bounce

For a long time I've been walking

down life's road with my two pals...

...bad luck and bad choices.

Fortunately, I'm a big believer

in new beginnings, new friends...

...and running from my problems.

So one day I decided to head

for the Islands.

Aloha. My name is Jack.

Start here. All the way down the line.

Rolling.

Ain't gonna get no work done today with

these Menehune huggers blocking the site.

Mr. Ritchie's gonna take care

of these a**holes, chop-chop.

I've got a hotel to build. I don't care how

many Hawaiians got their blood spilled here.

If they so much as scratch

Mr. Ritchie's car when he shows, he'll sh*t.

Yeah, I'll get up there. Now, take it easy

on me because I got a bad shoulder here.

-Serve me one up.

-What are you doing?

-I'll smack one down Frank's throat.

-No.

-I'm gonna hit one.

-Put your tool belt on.

Harris, ease up.

We're just having some fun.

Yeah, Frank, you get back to work.

Now!

What? Just like that? No more game?

You'll go back to desecrating

these people's land, blowing up palm trees?

We can go blow up palm trees later.

I just want one pitch.

Come on, I think it's messing

with our karma.

-I need the work.

-Yeah, you do.

-Come on, Frank, be part of us.

-Hey, you shut up, coconut n*gger.

Did he just say "coconut n*gger"? Harris,

Harris, Harris, you can't say coconut n*gger.

-Oh, I can't?

-Well, not really in this day and age.

-You're fired.

-Why?

-Get off the premises.

-These aren't your premises. This is..

-Are you joking?

-I'm gonna kick your ass.

-Kick my ass? This is a bat.

-It's just aluminum.

-Just a wimp.

-Threatening me?

No, but I'll hit you because

you're really big and crazy...

...and you're scaring me right now.

I'm gonna hit you.

That dislocated the jaw.

Walter, let me read you

Mr. Harris' statement.

"l found Jack and some others playing

ball. I politely asked them to stop...

...as Mr. Ritchie would not be happy

with this situation.

I told Jack he was under my supervision

When he told me to do an unprintable thing.

So I told him to put the bat down, but he

came at me before I could defend myself."

And got fungoed.

-So, what do you think, judge?

-Good, quick hands.

He's also got an interesting rap sheet.

Got a couple of breaking and enterings,

no convictions.

He's got a bunco rap here. Suspected of

conning a police officer out of some money.

-They always wind up here, don't they?

-Hawaii is sort of the end of the line.

They never seem to go on to Tokyo.

We ought to put him in jail,

let him work on his swing a bit.

Let's just keep an eye on him.

He did manage to shut down

Ray Ritchie's construction site for a bit.

Standup guy in my book.

I hope you enjoyed your stay with us.

Just sign that at the bottom.

Your company was kind enough to dropped off your paycheck...

...which ought to be a good head start

in getting you off the island.

I had a harp, a harmonica.

Neither one.

A Hohner. You didn't see..?

Why would anyone want

a prisoner's used harmonica?

Would you like to look back

in your cell for 30 more days for it?

No, I wouldn't.

You can pick a new one

up at waialua--

Why don't you buy one in Honolulu, sport.

I'll put you on the Pearl Shuttle today.

That's all right. I'll see you.

Better not.

Now what?

You don't work for me anymore,

so I don't have to help you out.

Fair enough.

I will tell you something

for your own good.

Go back to the mainland.

What, miss the big surf season?

Are you crazy? I live for these big waves.

You club a foreman in front of his men,

someone will knife you...

...so fast you won't even feel it.

Well, I got a long walk ahead of me.

Thanks for the tip, Bob Jr.

I'll be seeing you around.

Jack, Mr. Ritchie got you out

because we got a hotel to build.

And it won't get built with

all the workers in courtrooms.

The quicker you shut up, the quicker

I'm gone. I got a long walk ahead of me.

And then you're out of here?

-I'm gone.

-I'll give you a ride to your truck.

Now you're talking.

You'd have been a big hit in jail.

-Don't touch me.

-Seriously.

Nancy.

Come on, I got a lot to do today.

What do you want me to do when

your wife comes back from Honolulu?

You go to the lodge.

What, slip out the back door

as she comes in the front? Like this?

I'll be back next Thursday.

If you don't like this, Bob Jr. can drive you

past Cane Haul Road, where you came from.

Well, it's nice to know

you can't live without me, Ray.

Did I make any promises to you?

We're clear?

Do I owe you anything?

Ray Ritchie, always the businessman.

You're a cute kid, Nancy.

If I had to replace you,

it'd probably take me most of the day.

Think I don't know

you're up to something?

Who are you fooling with?

You, Ray.

Get dressed. You're coming with me.

Hurry up, get your skinny ass moving.

Come on, I don't have all day.

-Hey, there he is!

-Yeah, he's our brother!

Show them, man.

Give the man a bat.

Brother, you the man.

Yeah.

You missed a spot. Beat it, Frank.

I'm taking The Alison out for a cruise.

We'll moor it in Lanikuhonua.

-Then I'm heading to Honolulu.

-Excellent.

-ls that him?

-Yes, sir.

-He's been arrested before, huh?

-A few times.

-What for?

-Various scams. B and E, mostly.

What's "B and E"?

Breaking and entering.

That ought to turn you on.

Mr. Ritchie, you want to get rid of me

bad enough to give me a lift?

Sure, cowboy.

But not bad enough to drive

with you to Honolulu.

Mahalo, anyway.

-Dude, wait till I tell you what I found.

-No, pass.

-What do you mean? I didn't say anything.

-I'm semi-retired.

-I know what you're gonna say.

-No. What you are is out of a job.

This is the place I've been telling you

about, and I can't do it without you.

Let me explain it simply. I just did a short

visit to jail. That's enough for a while.

-lt was a pain in the ass. I'm taking a break.

-I've been casing this all summer.

Don't make me waste that work.

One quick look, that's all I'm asking.

We're talking about a fat goose.

Hear what I'm saying?

You're looking at the new me.

Come on. Come take a look.

-You still owe Harris money?

-I don't wanna talk about that.

I'm gonna take one look.

Would you do it for me?

-I would do it for you.

-Okay.

-Okay. One look. One look.

-Beautiful.

-What do you think?

-How many we got?

I count 20 cars,

but they're all down at the beach.

Okay. You wait here.

-Yes.

-Anybody comes, you still wait here.

-Oh, what if, like, the cops come by?

-Just watch them roll by. Are you nervous?

-Are you having second thoughts?

-I just wanna make sure I'm doing it right.

-Everything's cool.

-Who's ever sure if it's cool?

Let me just open..

Bad start here.

Getting a little sloppy here.

What are we doing?

We're just delivering beer.

No crime in that. Not yet, at least.

They haven't outlawed that.

Hello.

You guys order some beer?

Hey.

Hi. Aloha. I'm wendy

with the Haleiwa Party Planners.

-Yeah, we thought you'd never make it.

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