The Nice Guys Page #10

Nixon!

No!

(GRUNTING)

MISTY:
I might be persuaded

to change my mind.

Perhaps if we came

to a monetary arrangement.

I'll take a wire transfer.

It's a Union Federal account.

Number 22-12.

Just tell them the exact amounts.

-(ALL SCREAMING)

-He's got a gun!

(BULLETS RICOCHETING)

-(CLAMOURING)

-(FIRE ALARM RINGING)

(GUNSHOTS CONTINUE)

Oh, my God.

(BREATHING DEEPLY)

Three, two, one.

Jesus!

How'd you get down here?

I told you to go to the roof.

-Did you fall?

-Yeah.

Jesus Christ, are you kidding?

I think I'm invincible.

It's the only thing that makes sense.

-I don't think I can die.

-Where's the film?

It's up there. We just gotta go get it.

You get out of here, you little sh*t.

-(HOLLY GRUNTS)

-(SCREAMS)

You give me that, you f***ed-up little hippy.

You want it? Go get it.

No!

Get me that f***ing film. Move it.

-Cover me.

-What? March! March!

GUARD:
Drop your weapon!

(GRUNTING)

F***.

March, go. I got this.

(GRUNTING)

(ALARM RINGING)

(GROANING)

(GUN FIRING)

Hey!

(GRUNTING)

MAN:
Hey!

-(HONKING)

-(WOMAN SCREAMS)

MAN:
Run! Just run!

(HONKING)

Mr Healy, what are you doing?

Go away, Holly.

Healy, stop. You don't have to kill him.

(GRUNTS)

Mr Healy, if you kill this man,

I will never speak to you again.

(GROANS)

(COUGHS)

Congratulations, buddy.

You owe your life to a 13-year-old girl.

Come on, let's go down and see your dad.

-(SIRENS WAILING)

-And that would be the cops.

OFFICER:
Sir? Sir, are you all right?

Sir, is anyone left in the building?

He's not responsive.

All right, let's find out who else is...

HOLLAND:
And sometimes, sometimes...

You just win.

Jesus Christ.

Oh, sh*t.

You know what? Don't even talk to her.

Don't even look at her, man.

F***.

Oh, boys, boys.

You really think you got

something done here.

Do you have a clue what just happened?

It was protocol. I followed protocol.

(SPEAKING FAKE GERMAN)

What's wrong with him?

I believe he's making a connection

between you and Adolf Hitler.

Read the f***ing newspaper.

What's good for Detroit is good for America.

Unbelievable.

The America I love owes

its life to the Big Three.

But it's all right for you

to fail your daughter?

-Detroit had her killed.

-I think I read about that.

The whole city got together,

took a vote. Big turnout.

I wanted her safe.

That's why I hired you two.

You're going to jail, Mrs Kuttner.

I might be going to jail,

but it won't make a difference.

You can't take Detroit down.

And if I'm not there to take care of it,

someone else will be.

Okay, well, we shall see.

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

Merry Christmas, everybody.

Merry Christmas!

Jesus.

Where is he?

Scotch.

Did you see the TV?

Yeah, I saw.

They're gonna let them off,

the car companies, scot-free.

Not enough evidence of collusion, you see.

I heard.

The sun went up, the sun went down.

Nothing changes, just like you said.

Look, they got away with it.

Big surprise, you know?

(SIGHS)

People are stupid.

But they're not that stupid.

The point is five years tops,

we're all driving electric

cars from Japan, anyway.

Mark my words.

Look at this.

You ever see the bad-breath tie?

(EXHALES) Breathe on it.

Works every time. Kills Holly.

At least you're drinking again.

Yeah. I feel great.

-You know, nobody got hurt.

-A few people got hurt.

I'm saying I think they died quickly, though,

so I don't think that they got hurt.

Look at this.

-I'm sorry you look Filipino.

-I do.

Or I look Mexican.

HOLLAND:
And we already got our first case.

-Old lady in Glendale.

-Mmm-hmm.

Thinks her husband's

sleeping with Lynda Carter.

Wonder Woman?

Or Lynda Carter.

That's what we have to figure out.

Right.

But he's 82, so it's time-sensitive.

-What do you say?

-(BUZZING)

Sh*t.

(CLEARS THROAT)

-To the birds.

-Hallelujah.

(BLUES MUSIC PLAYING)

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