Wrong Turn At Tahoe Page #5

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What's going on?

Don't worry about it.

That backpack Iooks heavy.

Joshua, take Jeff's backpack for him,

would you, please?

-It's not that heavy.

-Let go of the bag, Jeff.

Let's all sit down.

Let's see if we can answer

each other's questions.

You go first.

Why are we here?

'Cause it's a safe place to talk.

Joshua, you're up.

-Vincent?

-How much did you owe Frankie Tahoe?

No.

Jeff.

-Back on the sh*t, Jeff?

-Nope.

No, Vincent, I was... Oh, God.

AII right, Iet me guess.

Frankie Tahoe gave you a Iine of credit,

and you got in over your head.

Am I right?

Yeah.

I imagine Frankie was the kind of guy

that didn't mind pushing pretty hard

when it came to collecting a debt.

Probably looked forward

to bills coming due.

Katie.

And I imagine

he considered working people over

to be one of the perks

of being a drug dealer.

What up, Jeff?

You know, Iittle Katie

really starting to blossom, right?

There is nothing sweeter

than some untapped p*ssy.

I Iike that Iittle bald sh*t,

you know what I'm saying?

Fresh, right out of the oven.

That's some grade-A cherry sh*t, man.

You wanna take a Iittle sniff?

Are you kidding me right now?

I can't believe you just did that, dawg.

We're practically family, homeboy.

I just f***ed your daughter.

You're a dead man.

-What? Come again?

-I'm gonna f***ing kill you.

You got no right to be pissed off

at anyone but your damned self, man.

You owe me a Iot of money, homie.

I'm gonna tell you right now, dawg,

the way I see it,

you're f***ing Iucky

Katie was in town visiting, man,

'cause she just bought you some time

and saved you some broken bones,

homie.

I'd rather you broke

every bone in my body.

I would rather you killed me.

No, Jeff, you don't get it, man.

You see this here?

This is a Iot more fun, homeboy.

Lot more fun.

How much did you owe him?

You Iied to me over 3 grand?

You f***ing serious?

You manipulated and you betrayed me

for $3,000?

You could have come to me.

You could have told me the truth.

I would have taken care of it.

You could have come to me.

I know.

It wasn't about money, Vincent.

It wasn't about money.

AII right.

How Iong's it been since your Iast taste?

Last night.

You want Joshua to cook you up a hit?

Yeah.

Did you ever hear the story

of the scorpion and the frog, Jeff?

There's this scorpion.

He's sitting on a rock in the middle

of the river and the water's rising,

and he knows he's gonna drown.

And he sees this frog swim by

and he says,

"Hey, man, give me... Give me a Iift

to the other side of the river."

Frog says,

"You kidding me? You're a scorpion.

"You're gonna sting me."

Scorpion says, "No, I just want a ride.

"I'm not going to sting you, I promise."

So the frog says "Okay,"

and they start off across the river.

Sure enough, the frog Iooks back,

the scorpion's bitten him

right in the ass.

Frog says, "What did you do that for?

Now we're both gonna die."

Scorpion says, "I know.

"I'm sorry, but it's in my nature."

Hey, soup's on, huh?

You're gonna hurt yourself.

Give me the needle.

Hold still.

-Makes all the difference, huh?

-Yeah.

It's the only thing

that stops the nightmares.

You still get the nightmares, Vincent?

Can't dream if you don't sleep.

-I'm sorry I Iied to you, Vincent.

-Yeah, me too.

But it's not about the Iie anymore.

It's about the avalanche of sh*t

that's come down on me

because of that Iie.

What do you mean?

Frankie Tahoe

wasn't a private vendor, Jeff.

He was employee of the month

for the Donald Trump of the underworld.

We pissed off the biggest junkyard dog

on the East Coast.

He's been shitting in our backyard

all day.

-Is that who sent those guys for me?

-Yeah.

Thank God you showed up

when you did.

The poor bastards

didn't know what hit them.

It was just Iike when we were teenagers

and you dry-gulched

those f***ing Grays, remember?

Yeah, I do.

Remember what I used to say about you

after that?

You put the "Vince" in invincible.

I don't... I don't know who this big dog is,

-but my money's still on you, hoss.

-They killed Marisa.

No. No.

Yeah, they killed her.

They tied her up,

and they butchered her Iike an animal

because of your Iie and my actions.

Oh, God, Vincent. Oh, God, no,

Vincent, please. No. PIease.

Jeffrey. Jeffrey.

You don't have to explain anything.

You're Iike a brother to me.

-There's a reason, Vincent.

-I know.

There's a reason.

Vincent, you gotta Iet me explain.

PIease, Vincent.

-I know.

-Oh, God.

Oh, sh*t, it's the guy's kid.

CIose your eyes, motherf***er.

This is 50 grand.

It's called severance pay.

It's time for you

to get the hell out of Dodge.

What are you talking about?

I'm coming with you.

No.

This morning I owe you my Iife, and

I can't be trusted. Now I'm in your will?

I ain't dead yet. Just take the money.

Yeah, but here's the problem.

Nino's not gonna be happy

until he kills us both

and everybody we care about.

I can't Iet that happen.

I'm coming with you.

That's not everything.

-Get in the car.

-Damn right I'm getting in the car.

-You fully Ioaded?

-Yeah.

Work your way around the pool

and find a way in.

-I'II see you inside.

-How are you going in?

Front door.

Twenty-four, and I got 19.

I gotta go to work.

-You need anything?

-I already got what I needed.

Three times.

That was amazing, wasn't it?

-They got Doc Holliday with them.

-Holliday, huh?

Cotton, you get over with the horses.

Ike, I can't take this kind

of gunplay anymore. Cut me out.

Get over there.

Hey, Richie, Nino's Iooking for you,

and he's pissed.

I think he's Iooking for Paulie.

Paulie? Paulie Looch?

-That's not a word.

-Of course it's a word. It's foreshadow.

-Ignorant motherf***er.

-What the f*** is a foreshadow?

-Foreshadow!

-"Verb.

"To show or indicate beforehand.

Prefigure."

-There you go.

-Yeah, you know,

it's Iike a sign

that something's gonna happen.

Hey! Any of you jerkoffs

seen Paulie around?

No.

F***ing pansy.

-Hello.

-Hey, Paulie, Richie.

-Where the hell have you been?

-Who's Paulie?

-What?

-Who's Paulie?

-Who is this?

-Detective Miller, Homicide. Who's this?

What happened to Paulie?

Somebody shot him.

Was he a friend of yours?

Hey, Paulie! Where you been?

Nino's Iooking all over for you.

Hey!

Paulie's dead.

Seven of them are with Cotton.

I only see six.

-Mr. Nino!

-In the kitchen.

We got a problem.

The police answered Paulie's phone.

Somebody shot him.

Hey, Vincent, is that you?

I was just making myself

a protein shake. You want one?

-I'II have yours!

-Okay.

A salute, motherf***er!

Hey, Mr. Nino, what's going on?

It's an old-fashioned

mobsters ball, Larry.

-You ready to dance with the devil?

-What?

Just watch the f***ing stairs.

Jesus...

I'm gonna go upstairs

and get that son of a b*tch.

I'II take care of things down here.

Nino? Nino? Should I call the polizia?

Baby, this is no time to make jokes.

Go hide.

F***!

Come on, you cocksucker!

I'm gonna go grab another beer.

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