Wonderland Page #3

Oh, cool, hey.

So I was just telling Ronnie

about this business proposition

about this Arab,

who's a really wealthy business man

and he calls me brother

and he literally has mountains of cash

- and drugs.

- Cruz:
Wait a minute, John Holmes?

- The John Holmes?

- Yep.

- Johnny Wadd partied at Wonderland?

- All the time.

The guy is a f***ing cokehead.

He's up to his neck in the sh*t.

Wait, who's John Holmes?

The porn king.

Sam, the guy's a legend.

Never heard of him.

I knew who he was, but I wasn't

going to make a big thing out of it.

He blew me off, too.

Ron, I'm not f***ing lying, man.

- Just hear me out on it.

- Are you John Holmes?

- No.

- Come on, John, don't lie to her.

- What's your name, baby?

- Janet.

You wanna see it?

- Yeah.

- Yeah?

- Show her, John.

- Ron, stop.

Show her. Or I'll f***ing

shoot it, man.

- Look, man, that could be loaded.

- (gunshot)

I'll f***ing shoot it, man.

(unzips)

Man:
Wow.

- Can I touch it?

- Yeah, baby, go ahead.

Enjoy your evening, ladies.

Put it in your pants, John.

The whole party didn't come

to see your cock.

I don't understand. Why did John Holmes

hang out in Wonderland?

He burnt every other

drug dealer in town.

Ronnie was the only guy

who would let him hang out.

John is a scumbag. Stone thief.

Guy's bad news.

But Ronnie...

he liked the novelty.

And John...

he liked our drugs.

Baby, I need a hit real bad.

I made the calls, there's nothing around

till the weekend.

Yeah, I can't wait that long.

Did you talk to Diaz?

- Nobody's holding.

- I know a gal out in Tarzana...

who might be able

to make a phone call.

- Works at Captain Pizza?

- F***ing pizza joint, man?

You think I want some f***ing pizza?

You think I'm hungry?

The only thing I want right now

is some dope, man.

- The Arab's got some China White.

- LA was dry, no one was holding,

but Ronnie was looking

for a long shot, he was dope sick.

So the Arab was Eddie Nash?

But I didn't realize that

till later... I'll get to that.

So Holmes offers to do us a favor...

he says he'll take Ronnie's

antique guns up to the Arab

to trade for as much China

and blow as he could get.

Sounded like a good plan,

but only he's gone eight hours.

Finally, he comes back in,

high as a kite, empty-handed...

of course, he has a story.

Where is he? It's a 10-minute drive.

I'm going to kill this snake.

The guy's a basehead, Ronnie.

What do you want?

- Did you get it?

- Oh, man.

The Arab was

like crazy-man psycho.

He's basing for three days straight.

He keeps me prisoner, man.

- He f***ing stole the guns...

- Bullshit, you scumbag!

Where would I go with a lame-ass story

like that? Ron, Ron, Ron!

Ronnie, no, not in my house.

It was bullshit!

Ronnie was furious.

- Billy gave John...

- Two days... you have two days.

The money or the guns in two days.

And next time I ain't gonna worry

about your brains on my walls.

Now get the f*** out of here.

Needless to say, we didn't see John

for the next couple of weeks.

So I figure we'll never

see him again.

But two weeks later...

- So Susan's coming down.

- Your wife?

- Yeah, next week, man.

- She's not gonna bug us?

No, no. Davey, it's...

Holy sh*t.

Look who just walked in.

- Hey, John...

- Ron, I got something big for you.

I'm gonna whack

this motherf***er right now!

Look, I was at the Arab's

last Tuesday... ahh!

- Do you even know who the Arab is?

- Who gives a sh*t? Half a million.

A half a million dollars in loot...

and I'm still thinking

this is just some fence

this shithead has been feeding on.

I had no idea.

You didn't know that the Arab

was Eddie Nash?

- No, not then.

- Come on, you had to have an idea.

None! I mean, I figured

it was junk talk.

You know, the big score,

long-time money. You know the bullshit.

Right.

It's like clockwork... he's still got

most of his take before it goes out

and all of the next month's sh*t

coming in at the same time.

- That's two month's worth.

- I don't buy it.

- It's a goldmine.

- You got a plan?

What, we're just supposed to bust

in there like "The Guns of Navarone"?

I can draw you a map.

- Wait, wait, he drew you a map?

- Yeah.

He offered to leave the kitchen door

unlocked for us so we could break in.

How many time you been

in that house, John? 20? 30?

I've been going there for two,

three years. Dude calls me brother.

That closed it for Ronnie.

I could see it in his eyes.

He made his decision.

We went, cased the place...

I didn't like it.

The house came right up

to the property line.

But John, John was

so f***ing convincing.

The more he said was there,

the more Ronnie wanted to do it.

I told him to forget about it.

Listen, man, call it off.

You got Susan down here,

chill out.

Spend some time,

work things out.

We are going

to work things out, Dave.

On a beach, man.

Maui.

Like I said, he made his decision.

I figured if he was going to go,

I better go

and make sure nothing happened.

Okay, let's just back up for a second.

When did Susan Launius arrive?

Sometime Sunday. She and Ronnie

were having some problems

so she flew down

to patch things up.

Come here.

You look so good.

I'll get the other...

- Hey.

- Ronnie, what is this?

Goddamn it.

You told me it was gonna be different.

You f***ing told me that!

Calm down.

I don't want to start like this again.

- You f***ing told me you were clean.

- I am clean, all right?

- Cleaner.

- You looked me right in the eye

- and you promised.

- I don't want to start like this!

We start like this

every f***ing time.

Please, just take me home.

Please take me home.

I don't want to be here.

Please, take me home.

Early that afternoon, Ron gave John

some dough to go to the Arabs

to score some dope and to leave

the kitchen door unlocked.

Hey... John.

Kitchen door, man.

I'm a street-walkin' cheetah

with a heart full of napalm...

It's all right.

I'm a runaway son

of the nuclear A-bomb

I am the world's

forgotten boy

The one who searches

and destroys...

- Here.

- Honey gotta help me please

Somebody gotta save my soul

Baby, detonate for me

Ohh!

Lookout, honey,

'cause I'm using technology

Ain't got time to make

no apology...

It took him three trips

to get it done.

Finally, around 4:00 in the morning

he shows up, says the Arab's asleep,

it's all clear.

I was ready to go.

Get him.

All right, you f***ing honk twice

if you see anything.

Sounds easy enough, boss.

Rock 'n' roll.

I need a snack first.

Wait, you got high

during the robbery?

Not me.

Never when I'm working.

- Oh, come on what do you...

- No, hang on, hang on.

David, when did you

get to the house?

Around 8:
00 in the morning.

We entered through

the kitchen door,

it was unlocked just like

John said it would be.

- Down on the carpet!

- Freeze, motherf***er!

Get down

or I'll f***ing waste you!

Down!

- F***!

- Everybody hit the f***ing carpet.

- (screams)

- You shot him?

Grazed him accidentally

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