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'til at one point

they actually

started doubling it.

And now they've

been telling me I have

until this Sunday...

there's my car

and, and my house.

But all that takes time.

You know, I mean...

I'll win it on Sunday.

I'll win it.

I still have,

some cash.

That's so sweet of you,

but I couldn't possibly...

Louise, I would do...

yes, of course,

I would.

Oh, baby.

Oh.

It'll be okay.

What the f*** is this?

This can't be real.

I can see it.

This can't

be f***ing real.

Don't touch it!

Okay. Okay.

We should go.

It's somebody's

actual hand.

F***ing lunatic!

What are you doing?

Oh, my God!

It's a human hand!

Louise, don't!

Oh, my God!

Sh*t!

There's blood on my dress.

Who are these people?

I... I can't...

my mind... my mind

is just all black, Philip.

It's all black.

You should never

go near them again.

A human hand, Louise.

Just no cops, okay?

I'm dead if you go to the cops.

Man, I'm f***in' cold.

Thanks.

Hey, Joe.

Look at these, huh?

This one's yours.

This is my idea, Joey.

See, now, this is what

I'm thinking.

Sunday night we grab

Philip when he's coming out

of the casino,

because you know what

happens Sunday night.

Sunday night is money night,

and money night is...

what the f***

is wrong with you?

Ya f***in' idiots.

Ya f***in' morons.

Ya f***in' schmucks.

Don't you know

that he's worth a hell

of a lot more than money?

This is Phil

we're talkin' about.

But I like the masks.

Yeah?

I told ya he'd like the masks.

He'd never

know it was us.

That's right.

And after, then,

we could still be friends.

Absolutely right.

Buddies.

What are these looks?

What?

What are these f***in' looks

you're givin' me?

These looks, they're sayin',

"Joey's a parasite."

Parasite?

No, you're...

Joey.

He needs us too, am I right?

Sure, he does.

The thing is, we gotta

get him to bet a couple

of thousand dollars this week.

That way, he'll have

more money in his pocket

than he ever did before.

This isn't about

a two-bit win.

Because if you win

like that, you're

still a f***in' nobody.

This is about

changin' our lives.

Whoa!

Thanks.

He's a f***in' freak.

He wears a dress and goes out

with that guy that works

with the sanitation department.

What the hell

did you do?

Let me call you back.

All I wanted was

my goddamn place wrecked.

I don't think you

appreciate me enough lately.

What the f*** is this

doing in my aquarium?

He's like a wild dog.

I had to throw him

a piece of meat, okay?

You cut off somebody's hand?

No, I'm telling you they did.

You lie so much

you forget what's

really going on here.

You really do owe

that money, remember?

They ask me

to throw this your way,

I gotta throw it your way.

Do you swear that you had

nothing to do with this?

Yes, I swear that I had

nothing to do with this.

Can I have a Martini, please?

Sure.

I say we just leave town

and keep all the money.

Not a chance.

You gotta pay off your debt.

Is that what they

taught you in school?

You've been poor too long.

We'll never

get away with it.

You've taken him before.

You've been skimming

off the top...

shut up. Be quiet.

This is different.

I just...

what? You can't?

That what you're about

to say, 'cause I don't want

to f***ing hear it.

That bastard's not getting

a single f***ing penny.

It's my money.

I need it.

My hearing must be going bad.

Did you say, your money?

I mean, our money.

We have a deal.

Bastard. Stuck his claws

in me first week

I was in town.

Supposed to help me

get on my feet.

Instead all I got were

his claws in my back. I'm

f***in' through with him.

He's watchin' us, you know.

Yeah, well, so what?

Louise, there wouldn't be

enough time after Philip wins

for us to get out.

We could make it work.

So, you with me, Jack?

Are you with me?

Yeah, sure, Louise.

I guess so.

Can I have

another one, please?

You bet.

Little brother?

No, wolf.

No, no.

No, no. No, no, no.

No, no. This is not good.

No, no. No, no!

Goddamn it, Philip!

No! No!

Goddamn it.

You stupid son of a b*tch.

Get down there!

Are you happy now?

What did you do with my car?

What f***ing car?

Last time you visited,

you stole my car.

I drove it around.

Whatever.

Piece of sh*t.

What is it that you want?

Why did you come?

I came with dad.

He's dead.

What do you mean?

Dad is dead.

He's out there

in the sleeping bag.

Dad?

Yeah.

Well...

Okay.

Oh! What?

Yeah.

What? That's him?

Sure is.

Somebody shot him in the head.

Are you saying that

somebody shot him dead

in the head?

That's what I'm saying.

Somebody shot dad

dead in the head

and left him there.

And that's him?

Now he's here.

Let me see.

No. No.

I want to see.

Let me see his face.

No. No!

Let me see him.

Let me just...

no, no. No.

Philip, I don't want you

to see him.

He looks bad.

The back of his head's

blown out.

He's dead.

There's nothin'

you can do about it.

Okay. Get out.

You have to go now.

I came all the way

down here to see you.

I brought him with me,

you should just grab this.

So you wouldn't have

to hear about it

from a stranger.

Just take this...

I'm not going to leave.

I'm not going to leave.

I got no alibi.

They're going to put me

back in jail.

I'll go to jail for that.

I got no alibi.

Philip. Please.

Oh.

I have... tea.

You have some tea.

Do you want a beer?

Whiskey.

I have beer.

Sake.

Beer.

Vodka.

I have beer.

What are you going

to tell the police?

I'm not gonna tell

the police nothin'.

No, no. No.

I got a bad record,

Philip.

Oh, no, you...

I'd be the

number one suspect.

You have to tell the

police, because otherwise

it looks really bad.

It does look bad.

It would look...

yes.

It would be really, really,

really, really bad.

I got no alibi. All I could

think of was to come down

here and find you, okay?

What am I gonna do?

Wow.

He's heavy. Believe me.

You know, I could

have been winning

when they killed him.

I could have been having

the time of my life.

I guess maybe you have

been winning, Phil.

I guess maybe

you have been winning.

I guess maybe you

won a lot. Come on.

Let's go bury dad.

I'm worried about you,

Philip, if you want

to know the truth.

We got to find

that motherf***er

who killed him.

And we got to find him

before he kills you.

What's it got to do with me?

I got a bad feeling.

I got a strange feeling.

I'm having bad dreams.

I'm gettin' all dark

in my mind and filled up

with all kinds of crap.

I'm gettin' all reeled up.

What kind of dreams?

Dreams about you and dad...

Dying.

You see that godforsaken

shithole he was livin' in?

Yes.

That's the kind of place

where you die and nobody

even notices you're gone.

That's the kind of place

where they throw you

in a pit for speeding...

And just leave you there

to howl for the rest

of your life, man.

Nobody's even gonna

know he's gone.

Daddy was a lonely

old drunk, Philip.

You were always too hard

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