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There.
Must be billy's girl.
Come on.
Let's go.
Wait a minute. Maybe these ladies would like to go a few laps with us. How about it? I been nearly three years in prison and...
This sucks. A maniac gets hold of my gun and goes all over the streets killing people with it. So, instead of me being where I oughta be, which is in bed giving my girl the high, hard one, I'm out here doing this shit, roaming around with some overdressed, charcoalcolored loser like you.
You wanna leave, man? Let me take care of Ganz all by myself.
You? Don't make me laugh. You can't take care of shit. You've been dicking me around since we started on this turdhunt. All you're good for is games... So far, what I got outta you is nothin'...
I'm impressed with you too, Jack you did a real good job of busting up a couple of dykes bedded down for the night.
Luther knew more than he told me and so do you...Now you better tell we what the fuck this is all about. I gave you 48 hours to come up with something and the clock's runnin' ...
Maybe I don't like the way you ask.
Who gives a Goddamn what you think? You're just a crook that's got a weekendpass ... You're not even a name anymore. Just a spear chucker with a Goddamn number stenciled on the back of his prison fatigues...
Yeah, right. You want to try again?
Naw, you'd just call your pals back to bail you out one more time.
They saved your ass, convict.
One thing's for sure, Jack. That's how you'll tell the story.
I been waiting a long time for some money.
How much?
Half a million.
Jesus.
Just tell me about the money.
Me and my bunch hit a dealer in the middle of a sale. It's the kind of money nobody ever reports stolen. I was sittin' pretty, livin' in the high cotton, then somebody fingered me for another job. ... Some psycho who's out there capping people with some cop's gun.
He's after your money.
You catch on real fast...Okay, Jack, let's talk deal. How much of my money you gonna let me keep?
We split 5050?
Not likely, convict.
You gonna let me keep any of it?
Depends on how things work out. I believe in the merit system. So far you haven't built up any points.
Where's the money?
In the trunk of a car. A lot better than under a mattress, right?
Right, partner.
Get this. We ain't partners. We ain't brothers. We ain't friends. If Ganz gets away with my money, you're gonna be sorry we ever met.
Yeah. Right.
Where's the goddamn car?
You're a real case, you know that, Jack?
This'll show you how smart I am. I got it parked.
...For three years? Let's hope it wasn't a towaway zone.
You just drove by it.
You son of a bitch. You knew where the money was all along and all we had to do was come here and wait. I almost got my ass blown off twice tonight for nothing.
I wasn't sure the money was still there until we saw Luther. You almost got your ass shot off for nothing once, not twice, Jack.
Shit.
You took a big chance, leaving this here all this time.
Not really. I figured Ganz was put down for a long time. And I knew Luther would never job me on his own. He's too chickenshit.
Guess what? Luther just got in line.
What?
Musta got some primo bondsman.
Jesus Christ. That's a disgrace The guy pulls a gun on a cop and he's out in 24 hours. I tell you some of the courts these days are just a fucking revolving door.
Jesus Christ, look at all the dust on my car...why in the hell don't he take it to a car wash?
Didn't know you darker people went in for foreign jobs.
I had no choice. Some white asshole bought the last piece of shit skyblue Cadillac.
You'd think the guy'd be smart enough to know he was being tailed.
Tryin' to save his girl, man. He's in another world.
If I was his size and had Ganz on my ass, I'd just leave town.
I'm tellin' you the man's in love... he wants to be a hero for his girl.
Oh, yeah, does bein' in love make you stupid?
I suppose you'd never be like Luther and let a woman get to you...
I let women get to me. The quest for pussy is the meaning of life ... I got my own personal philosophy about 'em. Keep women separate from guns, money and business ... women are for spending money. They got nothing to do with helping you make it.
That ain't philosophy. That's common sense.
Say, do you always work people over like you did Luther?
If they don't tell me what I need to know...
Doesn't it get... Tiring?
I'm not in this 'cause it's fun. I'm not into hitting guys 'cause it makes me feel good either... I do it 'cause it works...
You got a very depressing view of life, man... you gotta smile once in awhile...
Maybe Luther hopes Ganz'll give him a piece of your money...
If he's hoping that then he's dumber than I think he is, which would be amazin', cause I already think he's real dumb.
A long time agb Luther must of got the shit beat out of him so bad it just rattled his brain ... that would account for him making so many wrong moves in a row...
Yeah, it doesn't look like he's gonna make it as a dangerous tough guy...
You know, I'd be embarrassed if I let my wheels go the way you've done with this job.
What you don't understand is, I don't give a damn about how this thing looks.
No class...
Class isn't somethin' you buy, punk. Look at you, five hundred dollar suit and you're still a lowlife.
We're getting too close ... Cates, what's the matter, you been takin' dumb pills?
Yeah, most cops are pretty dumb... But since you're the one that landed in jail what's that make you?
That was in style a couple years back, man.
Right. if you ever switch from armed robbery to pimping, then you're all set.
Bullshit. Then i'm staying with the money.
You stay with me...
No way...
Hey, Jack, how ya doin'? What took you so long to call, man? I been waitin' ... I'm at Vroman's up in the Fillmore. Yeah, Vroman's... 'Course you don't hang out here; it's for the brothers.
I'll be there in a minute. You don't move your ass, right?
Where's luther?
Be polite. Say hello. This is Candy.
Hello. And goodbye.
What about Luther?
What about Ganz?
We missed.
You missed ... Luther took a taxi to the hotel across the street. Made a phone call.
Maybe we should pay Luther a visit.
Let him get some sleep. He's going to need it.
They must have set up a meeting for the morning; Luther left an 8 am wakeup and put up the "Don't Disturb" sign. He's trading his girl for the money. All we have to do to grab Ganz is not go blind.
So you took the rest of the night off...
Tell me something. Why didn't you just take the money off Luther and split?
Forget it. I want Ganz as bad as you do and I got some other news for you...
I don't know why, but I'm going to let you keep it. Maybe because you told me you had it, or maybe just because I'm too tired to argue...
You sure that's the reason?
Thanks for callin' in... and I guess Maybe... Look, I'm sorry I called you Watermellon nigger... those kinds of things. I was just leanin' on ya, doin' my job.
Bein' good at your job don't explain everything, Jack ...
Yeah. Guess not.
Yeah, I see her.
I can just take her right across the street to Luther's hotel. All I need is some money for the room.

There.

Must be billy's girl.

Come on.

Let's go.

Wait a minute. Maybe these ladies would like to go a few laps with us. How about it? I been nearly three years in prison and...

This sucks. A maniac gets hold of my gun and goes all over the streets killing people with it. So, instead of me being where I oughta be, which is in bed giving my girl the high, hard one, I'm out here doing this shit, roaming around with some overdressed, charcoalcolored loser like you.

You wanna leave, man? Let me take care of Ganz all by myself.

You? Don't make me laugh. You can't take care of shit. You've been dicking me around since we started on this turdhunt. All you're good for is games... So far, what I got outta you is nothin'...

I'm impressed with you too, Jack you did a real good job of busting up a couple of dykes bedded down for the night.

Luther knew more than he told me and so do you...Now you better tell we what the fuck this is all about. I gave you 48 hours to come up with something and the clock's runnin' ...

Maybe I don't like the way you ask.

Who gives a Goddamn what you think? You're just a crook that's got a weekendpass ... You're not even a name anymore. Just a spear chucker with a Goddamn number stenciled on the back of his prison fatigues...

Yeah, right. You want to try again?

Naw, you'd just call your pals back to bail you out one more time.

They saved your ass, convict.

One thing's for sure, Jack. That's how you'll tell the story.

I been waiting a long time for some money.

How much?

Half a million.

Jesus.

Just tell me about the money.

Me and my bunch hit a dealer in the middle of a sale. It's the kind of money nobody ever reports stolen. I was sittin' pretty, livin' in the high cotton, then somebody fingered me for another job. ... Some psycho who's out there capping people with some cop's gun.

He's after your money.

You catch on real fast...Okay, Jack, let's talk deal. How much of my money you gonna let me keep?

We split 5050?

Not likely, convict.

You gonna let me keep any of it?

Depends on how things work out. I believe in the merit system. So far you haven't built up any points.

Where's the money?

In the trunk of a car. A lot better than under a mattress, right?

Right, partner.

Get this. We ain't partners. We ain't brothers. We ain't friends. If Ganz gets away with my money, you're gonna be sorry we ever met.

Yeah. Right.

Where's the goddamn car?

You're a real case, you know that, Jack?

This'll show you how smart I am. I got it parked.

...For three years? Let's hope it wasn't a towaway zone.

You just drove by it.

You son of a bitch. You knew where the money was all along and all we had to do was come here and wait. I almost got my ass blown off twice tonight for nothing.

I wasn't sure the money was still there until we saw Luther. You almost got your ass shot off for nothing once, not twice, Jack.

Shit.

You took a big chance, leaving this here all this time.

Not really. I figured Ganz was put down for a long time. And I knew Luther would never job me on his own. He's too chickenshit.

Guess what? Luther just got in line.

What?

Musta got some primo bondsman.

Jesus Christ. That's a disgrace The guy pulls a gun on a cop and he's out in 24 hours. I tell you some of the courts these days are just a fucking revolving door.

Jesus Christ, look at all the dust on my car...why in the hell don't he take it to a car wash?

Didn't know you darker people went in for foreign jobs.

I had no choice. Some white asshole bought the last piece of shit skyblue Cadillac.

You'd think the guy'd be smart enough to know he was being tailed.

Tryin' to save his girl, man. He's in another world.

If I was his size and had Ganz on my ass, I'd just leave town.

I'm tellin' you the man's in love... he wants to be a hero for his girl.

Oh, yeah, does bein' in love make you stupid?

I suppose you'd never be like Luther and let a woman get to you...

I let women get to me. The quest for pussy is the meaning of life ... I got my own personal philosophy about 'em. Keep women separate from guns, money and business ... women are for spending money. They got nothing to do with helping you make it.

That ain't philosophy. That's common sense.

Say, do you always work people over like you did Luther?

If they don't tell me what I need to know...

Doesn't it get... Tiring?

I'm not in this 'cause it's fun. I'm not into hitting guys 'cause it makes me feel good either... I do it 'cause it works...

You got a very depressing view of life, man... you gotta smile once in awhile...

Maybe Luther hopes Ganz'll give him a piece of your money...

If he's hoping that then he's dumber than I think he is, which would be amazin', cause I already think he's real dumb.

A long time agb Luther must of got the shit beat out of him so bad it just rattled his brain ... that would account for him making so many wrong moves in a row...

Yeah, it doesn't look like he's gonna make it as a dangerous tough guy...

You know, I'd be embarrassed if I let my wheels go the way you've done with this job.

What you don't understand is, I don't give a damn about how this thing looks.

No class...

Class isn't somethin' you buy, punk. Look at you, five hundred dollar suit and you're still a lowlife.

We're getting too close ... Cates, what's the matter, you been takin' dumb pills?

Yeah, most cops are pretty dumb... But since you're the one that landed in jail what's that make you?

That was in style a couple years back, man.

Right. if you ever switch from armed robbery to pimping, then you're all set.

Bullshit. Then i'm staying with the money.

You stay with me...

No way...

Hey, Jack, how ya doin'? What took you so long to call, man? I been waitin' ... I'm at Vroman's up in the Fillmore. Yeah, Vroman's... 'Course you don't hang out here; it's for the brothers.

I'll be there in a minute. You don't move your ass, right?

Where's luther?

Be polite. Say hello. This is Candy.

Hello. And goodbye.

What about Luther?

What about Ganz?

We missed.

You missed ... Luther took a taxi to the hotel across the street. Made a phone call.

Maybe we should pay Luther a visit.

Let him get some sleep. He's going to need it.

They must have set up a meeting for the morning; Luther left an 8 am wakeup and put up the "Don't Disturb" sign. He's trading his girl for the money. All we have to do to grab Ganz is not go blind.

So you took the rest of the night off...

Tell me something. Why didn't you just take the money off Luther and split?

Forget it. I want Ganz as bad as you do and I got some other news for you...

I don't know why, but I'm going to let you keep it. Maybe because you told me you had it, or maybe just because I'm too tired to argue...

You sure that's the reason?

Thanks for callin' in... and I guess Maybe... Look, I'm sorry I called you Watermellon nigger... those kinds of things. I was just leanin' on ya, doin' my job.

Bein' good at your job don't explain everything, Jack ...

Yeah. Guess not.

Yeah, I see her.

I can just take her right across the street to Luther's hotel. All I need is some money for the room.