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[engine revving]

Open the gate.

You guys wanna step up
to the table?

Open the gate, please.

[people speaking
in foreign language]

[door shuts]

[speaking in foreign language]

[bus engine revving]

[instrumental music]

[music continues]

- Can I help you?
- Hot dog.

Everything on it?

[music continues]

Hey. Hey, 65 cents.

[music continues]

[music continues]

Mr. Frank, please.

No.

Well, my name's Dembo.

Uh, A-two-oh-two-eight-four.

Dembo, A-two-oh-two-eight-four.

Okay? Just tell him
that I'm here and I'll just...

I'll see him tomorrow morning.

I got an appointment with him.
Nothing important.

Yeah, okay. Thank you.

[music continues]

[music continues]

[telephone ringing]

female #1: So anyway, we...

- Hi, Max.
- Hi.

Earl Frank.

Come on in.

Have a seat.
You're a little late.

Yeah, I, uh, had some trouble
getting down here.

You want a coffee?

Yeah, thanks.

Black.

So...

Fill me in.
How was the trip?

- On the bus down?
- Mm-hmm.

It was a little long, I...

made about 27 stops.

Yeah, it's a real milk train.

Go ahead. Put it
down on the floor.

So, what'd you do last night?

Oh, walked around.

- Meet anybody?
- No, nobody I know.

Where'd you stay?

You didn't show up
at the halfway house.

Yeah, I called you
when I got in.

- Didn't you get the message?
- Called here?

Yeah, last night.
I left a message

I guess, it was with
your answering service.

- I didn't get it.
- I left it.

So where'd you sleep?

In a motel.

The conditions
of your parole were

that you were
to go to the halfway house.

That's another way
to help you save money.

Now, you agreed to that
before your release.

Why didn't you go there?

Because I just spent
six years in prison.

I just wanted to
look at the lights.

I wanted to feel free,
I wanted to walk around and...

not have somebody tell me

that I gotta get in
bed at 10 o'clock.

Max, I think you've got
a serious attitude problem.

I don't have an attitude.

Can you tell me
what kind of attitude you...

you want me to have?

Well, you don't decide
whether or not

you go to a halfway house.

I mean, you come to me,
we discuss it, then I decide.

I'm trying to make you
understand that

I'm aware of the realities
of my situation,

that I'm not fated to
be a menace to society.

I'm not gonna go out there
and hit somebody over the head.

My friend, I see that you're
gonna force me to deal with you.

Look, I'm looking at your
sheet here and I see

that you've got
juvenile offenses

dating back to when you were 12.

I see you've got auto theft,

I see you've got
breaking and entering.

All this leading up to this
burglary warrant.

I just served six years for
that chickenshit rap, you know?

Chickenshit?
You had a gun.

Yeah, but I didn't use it,
I didn't hurt nobody.

Well, what was in your mind
when you put it in your pocket?

I just took it along.

[telephone rings]

I'm due in court.

I'm aware of the fact that
you have this power that...

you know, you represent
the state, but,

you know, I think that

you can give me a little leeway.

You can be flexible.

I was just hoping to
get some trust from you,

that's all.

You've gotta earn the trust.

I have.

I just wanna be
like everybody else.

I just want a decent job.
I want a decent place to live.

I want somebody to love me,
I want some clothes on my back.

Have some self-respect.

I gotta get going now.

I tried to be
straight with you, sir.

I understand that I shouldn't
have done that last night

without checking with you first.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'll make a deal with you, Max.

If you find a place
to sleep today

and a job by
the end of the week...

you don't have to
go to a halfway house.

- That fair?
- That's fair.

I appreciate that.

Alright, when you
find a place, you call

Miss De Veccio
and give her the address.

Now, I'm gonna
drop around, see you

one of the days this week.

That's okay.

Now, here's the other hundred

you've got coming to you.

I want you to sign for it.

Now, do you understand
the conditions of your parole?

- Yes, I do.
- You attend all meetings.

You must heed the advice

and the counsel of your agent.

Now, do you know
what that means?

Yeah, I think I do.

It all boils down
to the fact that I gotta

get along with you
or you're gonna

throw me back in jail.

That's it in a nutshell.

- You're a tough man.
- No, I'm not, Max.

Alright, I gotta go now.
Good luck with it, now, huh?

Okay. I'm gonna do my best.

I know you're gonna do it.

How much?

$18 a week.

Okay.

- Here's your key.
- Clean sheets?

No.

Bathroom is over there.

[telephone dialing]

female #2:
Parole office. May I help you?

Could you leave a message
for Mr. Frank, please?

female #2: Who's calling?
- My name is Max Dembo.

- Uh, A-two-oh-two-eight-four.
female #2: Mm-hmm.

- What?
female #2: I got that.

- A-two-oh-two-eight-four.
female #2: Thank you.

Okay, could you tell him
I'm at the Garland Hotel?

- That's G-A-R-L-A-N-D.
female #2: Mm-hmm.

And, oh, you'd better give him
the phone number.

It's three-two-one
one-three-two-one.

female #2:
I'll give him the message.

I make... I'd appreciate
it if he gets it today.

female #2:
I'll give him the message, sir.

Okay, thank you. Bye-bye.

[keys clacking]

[buzzer buzzes]

Time's up.

Time's up.

Time's up. I'm sorry.

Hey, I just wanted to
finish that sentence.

Bring those score sheets.

You did great on
your intelligence test.

Yeah, well, you know,
I could have told you that.

[telephone rings]

One moment.

Wilshire Agency.

Yes, she is. Hold on.

Pat, it's for you.

Pat: Did you put it
on hold, honey?

Yeah.

Pat: Hello?

Disconnected.
I lost the call.

You're supposed
to push down hold

before you use
these other buttons.

There's hold,
there's the buttons.

Okay.

I'm sorry.

Did you just get this job?

Yeah, I've had it about a week.

Hmm. Is she your boss?

Yeah.

Does she really like you
as much as she seems to?

[chuckles]

I guess. But I don't know.

You got a 61 on
your typing test.

Is that bad?

I'm afraid it's a little low.

Well, you know,
I'm not used to the electric.

Um, what was your last
place of employment?

Were you self-employed
or in the armed services?

No, I didn't know
whether to put down

"State Penitentiary."

I was a convict.

And how long did you
hold that position?

[chuckles]

Approximately six years.

No vacation.

What'd you do?

Burglary.

You know, I know
I fouled up that

typing test, but

I do know how
to work a manual

and if you get any, you know,
calls for a manual typist

I'd appreciate it, you know?

Well, I'll see what I can do.

All I wanna...

All I wanna do is get a job.

I-I…

[whispers]
I need a fucking job.

I believe you.

Well, let me see.

I'm sorry to be a problem.

You know, like I can't
drive a car without permission.

- Why not?
- It's a parole restriction.

And I can't handle
money, you know,

and it's like...

I'm limited...

in terms of what I,

what they allow me to do.

Is there anything at all?

How about
the National Can Company?

Do you think they would
let you work there?

Yeah.

I think that'd be
alright with them.

It's not much.
It's only scale.

You wanna try? Okay.

Let's see what we've got here.

Well, go here
and see what they say.

Listen, if I get this job,
can I celebrate

by taking you to dinner?

You're not sure?

[chuckles]

Is that a half yes?

I guess so.

When you go there,
I hope you get the job.

- Thanks for your time.
- Good luck.

Thank you.

Let me know what happens.

Okay.

[door opens]

[instrumental music]

[music continues]

[indistinct chatter]

[telephone dialing]

Henry: Hello? Who is it?

- Who is this?
- This is Henry Darin.

- Henry Darin?
Henry: Yeah.

I've heard about you.

- Is your daddy there?
Henry: Yeah.

Well, you tell him that...

somebody wants to give
the big bear a bear hug.

Henry: Who is it?

Just tell him somebody wants to

give the big bear a bear hug,
he'll know.

Henry: Dad, someone
wants to give you

a big-bear big bear hug!

[chuckles]

Willy: Hello?
- Willy?

Willy: Yeah?
- It's Max.

Willy: Dembo?
- How you doing?

Willy:
Max, thank... Goddamn.

- Is that your boy?
Willy: Yeah.

Jesus, last time
you wrote to me

he was learning how to walk.

Willy:
Well, where the hell are you?

Uh, Will, I ain't got no wheels
yet. You wanna come get me?

Willy: Hell, yes!
Tell me where you are.

Well, why don't I meet you

on... 7th and Alvarado?

If I'm not there,
wait for me, alright?

Willy: Okay, partner.
- You coming now?

Willy: I'm coming now.
- Okay.

Willy: Okay. Yeah.
- I'll see you.

[engine rumbling]

[honks]

Willy: Get in the back, Scott.
Get in the back.

- How you doing?
- It's going well.

Good to see you.

Hit it!
Rock 'n' roll!

Max: How you doing?

- Doing good.
- You working?

Willy: I'm riveting.
Kitchens and bathrooms

in portable homes.

[Willy laughs]

How'd you get the job?

Well, when I came out,

the parole officer got it for me

and when I got off parole,
Selma said,

"Hell, it's good enough.
Why don't you just keep it?"

You'll be a riveter
the rest of your life, man.

Shit, no, man.
I'm working on my time.

I'm getting my drums together.
I'm gonna play.

[blows raspberry]

Holy Jesus!

You the one I talked to
on the phone?

Henry, shake hands
with Max Dembo.

- This is my son Henry.
- How you doing?

Tell him a knock-knock
joke, Henry.

- He's got thousand.
- Knock-knock.

Ah, who's there?

- You.
- You who?

Gotcha. I know that one.

[horn honking]

[dog barking]

[horn honking]

Hey, look what
I found downtown, Mama.

Henry.

Come on, Bart!

Get inside there.

Selma: Hello, Max.
- Hi, Selma.

You didn't bring
any beer, did you?

No, was I supposed to?

- I got it.
- Good.

How about some spaghetti?

- Get inside. Get in.
- Oh, God.

- Come on.
- Jesus, come on inside.

Come on, come on. Get in.

Ooh! God dog,
that smells good.

Show Max your muscle.

Make it.
Make it big.

Pretty hard.
Let me see the other one.

Make two of them.
Two of them at once, here.

You work out?

Does he work out?
Come here.

Show Max what we do
on Saturdays.

You teaching him
to defend himself?

You bet your ass.
On our days off.

- How could you teach him? He...
- Got one in there.

Got one in there.
Come on.

Oh.

Ow.

Oh! Oh!
Okay, okay!

He's gonna whip your ass.

- Where's them cigars?
- Oh, they're...

Hey. I told...

So he's...

Don't be hitting me

when I'm not looking at you.

Oh, he's just playing.

You defend yourself
pretty good there.

You been in many fights?

Yeah, ten.

Ten? Not bad.
How many you won?

Well, 18.

Really?
That's not a bad record.

[chuckling]
18 out of 10.

Uh... hey.

How you feel? You wanna
go out and hit the tubs?

- Yeah.
- Then let's go.

I think he'd better go in

and clean up his room now.

Well, Selma, let me have
about ten minutes with him,

'cause I wanna make it...

- I didn't mean to get mad.
- I know.

H-he's gotta get
to bed early, okay?

Just let... We...

Let him get early and go on
and clean up his room, okay?

He's gotta get up early
tomorrow morning.

- Okay?
- Okay.

Come here.
I get a kiss.

I get one too.
Good night.

Give Max a kiss.
That's it.

Everybody gets a kiss.

Hey, I'm sorry.

Henry: Okay.
Willy: I didn't mean to get mad.

Okay?

Didn't mean to get mad at you.

Willy: See you later.

Excuse me.

I'll be getting
that board together.

You got any more coffee?

That Henry is... a nice boy.

Yes, he is.

[whistles]

Come here, man.
Get up here.

Come on.
Get up here.

[whistles]

Sit up here.
Smart dog.

Come here.

You want something to eat?

Okay if I give him
some ice cream?

Sure. He'll eat anything.

Next time I'm down here,
I'm gonna...

bring him a steak bone.

In fact, as soon as
Willy turns his back

I'm gonna steal this dog.

You know, Max, I don't wanna
hurt your feelings but...

your being around here right now
is kinda bad timing for us.

Why is that?

Well, Willy's been
doing real good, you know.

He's been doing real fine.

He's been working hard lately.

And I know you're
good friends and,

and he really loves you, but...

I just don't think it's good
that he see you right now.

You know what I mean?

You trying to tell me
you don't want me

to come here no more?

I don't mean to be unkind.

But I just think it's better
that he doesn't

get around other
influences and stuff.

- You're on parole now, Max.
- Mm-hmm.

Well, you really shouldn't even
be seen with Willy, right?

I think I get the message.

- You make me feel bad.
- Why?

You're just doing
what you have to do, Selma.

It's no problem.

It's cool.

This is it.

- Here. Let me get it. No.
- Yeah, I'll get the front.

- You sure?
- Yeah.

Alright.
It's three flights up.

I gotta piss like a dog,
so you'd better run.

Alright.

[door opens]

Oh!

[door opens]

Remember that place
called The Hague?

Right across from
the Cocoanut Grove.

Where do you want it?

Put it underneath the bed there.

Last time I was there,
Hampton Hawes

and Chet Baker
were playing there.

- Is it still open?
- I don't know.

Three flights of
stairs killed me.

Go back in the joint,
you'll get in shape.

- Hold it up.
- I got it.

You sure it don't have termites?

It's okay.

How does it feel?
That's the main thing.

- Alright.
- Yeah.

It's good, isn't it?

I know where we could go.

The...

The Autoway Club.

- The what?
- The Autoway Club.

Remember that?
We used to go there?

Yeah, we could go there.

Do a little fucking
around, maybe.

Yeah. Maybe we could
go to Hermosa Beach too.

Oh, yeah.

Uh, Howard Rumsey...

Yeah.

and his Lighthouse All-Stars.

Alright, let's go there,
maybe there'll be some

nice little girls there I can...

You can get me
three years for that.

Sorry.

[door locks]

Come on.

[shutter closes]

I got excited, that's all.

Does Selma know you're using?

Well, she's always suspicious.

[machine whirring]

[whirring continues]

male #1: Alright look...

The machine broke down,
so I gotta stay.

What do you want me to tell you?

I'll probably be here
about two or three hours.

Well, I'm glad.

Alright. Bye.

Jenny: Hello,
Jenny Mercer speaking.

Hi. How you doing?
This is Max Dembo.

I just wanna thank you
for making me

a bona fide member of society.

Jenny: Oh, you got the job?
- Yeah.

That's great.

Why don't you have
dinner with me?

Jenny: When?

Oh, I could be there
in an hour and a half.

I just wanna go home and shower,
you know, and change.

Jenny: Well, actually, I was

planning on
staying home tonight.

Well, it's just that
it's the first

chance I have
to celebrate something,

you know, I don't wanna...

You know, I wanna have a steak.
I thought maybe you could

just keep me company or...

I don't even know what to order.

[Jenny chuckles]
Okay.

- Is that okay?
Jenny: Yeah.

Alright, can I be
at your office,

let's say about 5:30?

Jenny: See you then.
- Alright.

Jenny: Bye.
- Bye-bye.

Max: All I'm saying is, out
here, the rules aren't defined.

On the inside, they are.

What I mean is, if you
don't pay back your debts,

if you owe a couple
packs of cigarettes

if you take somebody's
glove or lie to someone,

then you get killed.

You know that's the rules,
so you live by them.

You can get killed with...

a sharp edge
at the end of this spoon.

That's a lethal weapon.

Even the end of a toothbrush.

You can get hit in the yard

or you can get it in the...

shower.

You're in your cell sleeping,

someone can go by with a...

can of gas and throw it in.

Somebody else throws in
a match and you're torched.

But you know that's the reality

and you're living
with it 24 hours a day.

[sighs]
That's frightening.

A lot of guys think that
this is more frightening,

being on the outside.

Why? I don't understand.

Because out here, it's
what you got in your pocket...

that matters...

...and on the inside,
it's only what you are.

You're glad to be out,
aren't you?

It's like a dream, you know.

It's every con's fantasy to...

be out here.

I can't tell you
the number of times I...

thought about a scene
just like this...

but I never thought
I'd be sitting here with a...

knot in my stomach.

Well...

Why don't you tell me
more about that

guy you were going with.

How long were you with him?

Uh, I lived with him
for about two years.

Who broke it off?

Idid.

Thank you very much.
Come on back again.

You wanna know something?

I'm glad you asked me out.

Don't you have enough money?

I think I got
enough for the tax.

Oh. Here, I've got some.

Wait a minute.
I wanted this to be my treat.

Why don't we just walk out?

You don't wanna do that, do you?

I'll make a deal.
If you'll go out with me

tomorrow night,
I'll let you help me.

[chuckles]

Okay, you've got a deal.

Alright, be discreet, alright,
and slip it under the table.

[instrumental music]

[machine whirring]

[honks]

[speaking in foreign language]

Alright!

Hi, how you doing?

Okay.

I was in the neighborhood,
so I had your manager let me in.

You mind if I come in?

Sure. Come on,
it's your home.

I mean, this is
just routine, you know.

You know, it's a nice room.

You know, you've got
cross-ventilation.

- Nice view.
- Yeah, it's nice.

- What they charge you for?

It's $17 a week.

Now, that's better
than $17 in a motel.

- Yeah. You're right.
- I know.

Listen, do you mind if I change?

I gotta be somewhere
in a half-hour.

No, go right ahead.

Don't let me hold you up.
Go ahead.

- What do you got, a date?
- Yeah.

Is she white?

[laughing]
I'm just joking.

So...

who is she?

I met this girl over
at the employment agency.

She works there. In fact,
she sent me for a job.

And I went over there
and I got it.

Hey, great. Great.
What kind of work is it?

Well, it's just
a can company, you know.

- Regular wage?
- Yeah, that's all.

Well, that's a start.

Did you tell them
you were on parole?

No, I didn't.
Is that a problem?

Oh, no worry, you know,
I can take care of that.

Gee, you've got a room,
you've got a job, the whole--

You gave me a week, so yeah.

It's over in Verona...

What's this?

- Just matches.
- I know that.

Take off your shirt
I wanna see your arms.

- They're not mine.
- Max, take off your shirt.

What's this?

That's just a scratch
I got on the job today.

- It's not tracks.
- Okay.

- Let me see this one.
- You're not gonna find nothing.

Okay. Just let me do my work.

Well, where'd you
get all those scars?

- It's just burns.
- Yeah?

- When you were a kid?
- Yeah, it was an accident.

Does it hurt?

Let me see the other one.

Did you hear about
the Polack who got

third-degree burns
on his face?

He was dunking for French fries.

Been drinking some beer, huh?

Yeah.
Just a couple cans, though.

- What are you doing?
- Come on, Max.

Come on, Max.
Come on, now.

- Take it easy.
- Why'd you do that?

You didn't have to
chain me like this.

That is... It's procedure.
I just gotta be careful.

- I told you, I'm clean.
- Okay, good.

If you're clean, you got
nothing to worry about.

Just check me
if you got a doubt.

Max, Max. If you're clean,
you got nothing--

What do you mean, if I'm clean?
You didn't check me properly.

Did you check my eyes?

If you're clean,
you got nothing to

worry about now,
I'll be back in a minute.

I gotta make a telephone call,
then we're gonna

take you down
we're gonna test you.

I'm saying I can save you
a lot of trouble.

It is no trouble.
It's what I get paid for.

[speaking in foreign language]

We're just playing a game.

Alright.
Come on, follow me.

[gate opens]

Come on.
Keep it up.

Alright, move right in here.

Ladies and gentlemen,
follow the red line.

Take your hat off.

Right in the corner,
facing me.

Take your hat off.

Start with you, right over
in this corner.

Facing me, gentlemen.

Everybody facing me.

In case you don't know
where you are, gentleman

this is the Los Angeles
County Jail.

Welcome, and empty your pockets
on the floor.

Everything out.

Cigarettes, money,
matches, everything.

male #2: On the floor.

Turn your pockets inside out

after you get everything out.

Okay, gentlemen,
I want you to

run your fingers
through your hair.

male #2: Shake it out good.

Shake it out good.

male #2: Is that a wig?
- Yeah, it's a wig.

male #2: Take it off.
Put it on the floor.

Run your hands
through your hair.

Okay, gentlemen, put your hands
out in front of you, palms up.

Okay, turn over.

Okay, gentlemen, turn around
and grab a piece of the wall.

Step back.
Spread your feet.

male #3: As soon as you
take your clothes off,

I want you to sit on a bench.

male #2: Okay, move on.

male #3: Don't be afraid
to use some soap.

Alright, gentlemen,
you in the shower,

let's move it out.

We don't have all day.

That water's not free.

Take your showers and get out.

As soon as you step out
of your shower,

grab a towel
and step over on the side.

Dry yourself off thoroughly.

male #4: Small, medium, large?
- Large.

Let's go, gentlemen.

Turn around.

Go.

Let's go, arms up.

male #4: Small, medium or large?
- Medium.

There you go.

male #3: Let's go, gentleman.

Go. Arms up.

male #3: Dry yourself up.
We don't have enough time here.

male #3: Let's go.
male #4: Good hands, pop.

Move it out.

That one's mine, partner.

[coughing]

[instrumental music]

Stand clear!

[cell doors closing]

[music continues]

[music continues]

Guard: Dembo! Visit!

[cell door closes]

[indistinct chatter]

- Hi, remember me?
- Yeah. How you doing?

- Pretty good. How are you?
- I'm fine.

I called your hotel
and your landlady

told me you were arrested,
what happened?

I don't know.

Doesn't matter.

I got worried.
I was waiting and...

When are you getting out?

I don't know.
It's a little hard to say.

You don't mind
my coming here, do you?

I called earlier and they said

the visiting room
closes at three.

I got lost on the way.

Is there anything I can do?

Uh... No, it's alright.

What?

Oh, God, there's no more time.
Wait a second.

[knocking]

- I gotta go.
- Wait. Wait.

Call me when you get out.

Call me. It's my home phone.

Okay?

[footsteps]

[man laughs]

Earl: This terrific-looking
blond goes into this

dentist's office
and she's really scared.

So she climbs up
into the chair

as the dentist prepares
his utensils and things.

And just as he turns around
and is about to look into

her mouth she blurts out,

"Oh, doctor,
I'm so afraid of dentists.

I think I'd rather have a baby
than have a tooth drilled."

"Well, miss," the doctor says,

"You'd better make up your mind
before I adjust the chair."

[laughs]

So, uh, so how you doing?

How do you think I'm doing,
slammed down?

What?

I'm okay.

Here, listen,
your urine tested clean.

I'm sorry you got stuck here,

but, you know, I've had
my hands full this week.

This is the first chance
I had to get back to you.

Did the phones break down?

Don't get sarcastic
with me, Dembo.

I'm having you
released from here.

I'm gonna take you
to a halfway house myself.

- When is that? Now?
- Right now.

I think that's
more than generous.

- You're the boss.
- Right.

And you're smart enough
to recognize

a break when you get one.

Now, you were clean,
but somebody fixed in your room.

And that's a violation
of your parole

and it's good enough to get you
a minimum of two to three years.

Am I right?

- So we'll start from scratch.
- Sure.

We'll get you cleaned up
and we'll get you out of here.

- Okay.
- Alright.

Earl: Sometimes this job
is getting to be too much.

You wouldn't believe
the week I had last week.

I ended up missing
my girl's school play.

My wife was so pissed off at me

I thought she was gonna
divorce me.

And on top of that, I got a call
that one of my guys

was holed up in his house
out in Whittier.

Threatening his wife
with a shotgun.

Guess how I handled that one?

I used my head.

I called his father in Detroit

then I got the two of them
talking on the phone.

They must have talked
for three hours.

All this is person-to-person.
It's costing the state.

Radio Announcer: ...on the top
of the seventh inning,

Dodgers leading 10-2.
Scored 10 each game.

Ugh. Damn it. You know,
I had ten bucks on that game.

Everything you got check out?

- Yeah.
Earl: Good.

Cooking spoon's
not there, is it?

Come on Max, just between
you and me, you know,

this doesn't go any further...

who was it shot up in your room?

I just can't tell you that.

Earl: Come on, Max, I'm
taking you to a halfway house.

I'm not taking you
back to the joint.

Remember you asked for my trust?
Okay, I'm giving it to you.

So, how about giving me
a little back in return, huh?

Dembo: I just can't
tell you that.

Max, that's bullshit.

If you can't trust me,
I mean, what the hell,

I'm just wasting gas driving.

I don't want you
to waste your gas.

Then tell me who it was.

[tire screeching]

Christ, you're gonna
kill us, Max!

Put your hands down.

[grunting]

[tires screech]

Put them down. Go on.

[tire screeching]

Don't fuck with me, sucker.
You busted me for nothing!

You big, motherfucker!

[tire screeching]

[honking]

You're finished.
You made your choice.

Max! Max!

Max!

[honking]

Stop! Stop!

Damn you sons of bitches!

male #5: Hey, fatso,
where's your pants?

Damn it! Stop! Stop!

Stop!

[children laughing]

- Hey, how you doing, man?
- Hey, my friend.

- How you been?
- How you been?

Haven't seen you in a while.

I know, I got hung up
for a while.

- What you got going?
- I need your car.

- The keys are in it.
- Alright. Thanks.

Hey, take me with you.

I can't. I gotta
see some people.

Be back in a couple hours.

Well, the next time,
I wanna go with you.

Alright, you got it.

- I'm not shitting you.
- I hear you.

If I go with you, I can drive.

- I can get...
- You got it.

Hey, my radio.

Max: I'll be back, couple hours.

- Where's he going?
- He's going to the store.

He'll be back in a minute.

[funky music]

♪ Baby I just want to tell you ♪

♪ I'm satisfied I

♪ Anytime you ring my bell ♪

♪ I'll be there
to let you inside woo ♪

How are you?
What's to it, Manny?

How you doing, man?

Manny: How are you?
- I'm alright.

I wanna talk.

- Yeah.
Max: I mean right now, okay?

If anybody asks for me,
I'm not here.

female #3: Alright.

[music continues]

- What do you wanna talk about?
- I just need your help.

- What do you want, money?
- I want a pistol.

No, I don't do that, Max.

You don't keep a piece
in your office?

I don't play around with guns.

You owe me one, Manny.
You owe me one.

♪ I'm a believer ♪

Come on.

Shut the door.

I got something
we took off a drunk.

Max: Just give me what you have.

I just gotta get my hands on
some heavy stuff, you know?

I need a Thompson,
you know, a Magnum.

Maybe a shotgun. Can you
raise that kinda for me?

- Takes a lot of cash, Max.
- What is this?

It's a piece of shit.
We took it off a drunk.

- Does it work?
- I don't know if it works.

- I don't play with those.
- Makes my dick hard.

- It's yours.
- Thanks.

Listen, you put up the money,
I'll take care of you later.

I ain't got that kind of cash.

You're doing
a lot of business out there.

How much time do you need?

- Give me a couple of days.
- You got it.

I read you, Manny.
Try for it tonight.

I'll call your house
in the morning.

Give me one full day.
Go that way. Go the side way.

One full day.

[baby crying]

[speaking foreign language]

Take it easy
and you won't get hurt.

Give me the money.

Open the register.

Open the register.

Does he speak English?

Better tell him
to open the register.

[speaking in foreign language]

[speaking in foreign language]

Open the fucking register or
I'll blow your fucking head off.

Shut up, open it. You feel that?

-You feel that?
- Yeah.

Open it.

Get down. Get down.

Hold it.

[coins crash]

Pa!

Hold it.

Don't move.

[panting]

Don't come out.

[panting]

[engine starts]

[car revving]

[instrumental music]

[music continues]

[instrumental music]

What are you thinking about?

You know you're
breaking the law right now?

Jenny: What do you mean?

I mean, a cop could knock
on that door, put you in jail.

Why would he do that?

You're harboring a fugitive.

Max: I jumped my parole
yesterday. I'm on the run.

I'll take my chances.

No, I don't want any.

I'd like to take you out
tonight, but...

I got some business to do
with some people.

So why don't you just let me
borrow your car for a while?

Okay.

Promise not to steal it?

Gotta go to work in the morning.

[funky music]

[music continues]

- Damn, you scared me.
- Hey, Max.

Mickey. How you been?

- Alright. When did you raise?
- A couple days ago.

Where'd you get those threads?

Bought them.
Let's go sit down, friend.

You're looking good.

- Slick, right?
- Yeah.

- It's good to see you.
- You too.

Hey, Jack, why don't you
let us have that seat

so me and my friend
can talk some business?

- So how have you been?
- How long have you been around?

Mickey: I don't know.
A couple years.

Mickey: Want a drink?
Max: Yeah.

Tommy.

May I have a double
Jack Daniel's with a seven back?

What do you want?

I'll have one of
these things right here.

How you been?

- Ready to make a move?
- Mm-hmm.

You got something
you wanna run by me?

I got a sweet
poker game out there

in the Valley
you might be interested in.

Sounds good. What's it good for?

Fifteen or 20 big ones.

That much? Any guns?

No, just some
fat-ass old men, man.

They all got pacemakers
that'll short-circuit

when you charge
through the door.

Alright, I'm interested.

Can you help me with a partner?

What about Kelly Mason, man?
He comes here all the time.

He loves you. He'd jump
at the chance to work with you.

Hey, who's that kid
that just got up?

That's, uh, that's
Augie Morales' brother.

- Is that Augie's kid brother?
- Yeah.

- Get him over here.
- Hey, Chungie. Come here.

- How you doing?
- Nice to see you again.

This is Max Dembo, man.
He's a good friend of Augie's.

- Hi.
- You don't remember me, do you?

Yes, you're a friend of
my brother's, right?

How's he doing?

He's not doing
very well right now.

He's doing 20 years
in Arizona

and has a lot of problems
in California too.

Can you vouch for him?

Oh, yeah, he's as good as
Augie was at that age.

Can I get a hold of him
through you?

I got his phone number,
or you can catch him in here.

I got something for you, maybe.
We'll talk later.

Okay, anytime.

- Just give me a call.
- Give my love to your brother.

I will. Thank you very much.
See you later.

Max: Does he take shit?
- No, he's too smart for that.

- He's a good thief for his age.
- Know what I'd like to do?

Run me by that motel. We'll
check it out, then go cut it up.

Yeah, well,
I'll drive you out there,

but I'm not gonna
rob it for you.

You've got to
do that yourself, you know.

I got stomach trouble.

No guts.

[instrumental music]

Did I scare you?

Yeah, a little bit.

[music continues]

You gotta go to work
pretty soon.

What time is it?

[music continues]

[music continues]

Mm.

[music continues]

[music continues]

Wanna take a shower with me?

Can I use your phone?

Jenny: Yeah, go ahead.

[telephone dialing]

ls Jerry Schue there?

Looks like you're fixed up
pretty good here.

Yeah, it's going alright.

After you fell, I pulled
a few jobs and met Carol.

And she straightened me out
so I set myself up

in the painting
contracting business.

Sit here.

We bought the house.

I got that boat in there.
Put the pool in last year.

The only thing
I need's a new car.

The one out front belonged to
Carol's ex. It's about had it.

Max, when you were at Quentin,
did you know a guy

named Don Shaffer?

- No, I don't think so.
- Kind of a short, squat guy.

- He was my first husband.
- He don't know the man, honey.

So, you got a place in town,
Max, or what?

Nickname Lumpy.

Yeah, I know him.
Was that your first husband?

Yeah, I know Lumpy.

What are we gonna do, honey,
go down the whole damn list?

First there was Lumpy, then
it was Steve the bodybuilder,

greased himself to death.

Then Raymond, who sold us
the lemon out front.

- Did I leave any out?
- Oh, will you cut it out?

So how'd you two
love birds meet?

I met her at a 31 Flavors,
of all places.

Yeah, he was 32.

[laughs] Isn't she a peach?

Why don't we get Sherry and we
could all go out dancing later?

Oh, you mean Sherry, that blond
that threw up in the car

the last time we went out?

I know the kind of broad
he wants.

Standup broad.
A good-looking broad. Marlene.

What I'd really like is a beer,
if you have one.

Sure, I got beer.

Do you want everything
on these burgers?

- Yeah. That's fine.
- Okay. Here.

Thanks.

- I'll be right back.
- Okay.

Thank you, honey.

Not bad.

Get me out of here.

They're killing me. I can't
make this scene any more.

Get me out of here.

You got something.
I know you got something.

Yeah, I got something.

Well, let's do it.

Don't you wanna know what it is?

I don't give a damn what it is.
Let's just do it.

What is it?

A bunch of old guys play poker
over in a motel in the Valley.

They got about $20,000
on the table.

We just tiptoe in,
tiptoe out, and it's all ours.

There ain't no cops
because they can't call.

- Great. You got the guns?
- Yeah.

- We need a shotgun.
- Here, honey.

I don't know what to play.

- You still playing that thing?
- I'm eating, for Christ sake.

You can play later if you want,
I'd like you to play it now.

Play that song where you yodel.

What's that "Walking Stick"
thing you used to play?

What "Walking Stick"? You mean
"Hand Me Down My Walking Cane?"

"Walking Cane," yeah, play that.

Come on, we got
cause to celebrate.

[grunts]

Alrighty.

[guitar music]

♪ Hand me down my walking cane ♪

♪ Hand me down my walking cane ♪

♪ Hand me down my walking cane ♪

♪ I'm a gonna leave
with the ball and chain ♪

♪ All my sins are taken away
taken away ♪

♪ Hand me down
my bottle of corn ♪

♪ Hand me down
my bottle of corn ♪

♪ Hand me down
my bottle of corn ♪

♪ I'm gonna get drunk
as sure as you're born ♪

♪ All my sins are taken away
taken away ♪

Oh, shit, Max.

Max: Alright, Jerry.
Take it easy.

We're alright. He'll be here.

Man, this is
very unprofessional.

Max: All I'm saying is that
you give the man ten minutes.

He'll be here. It's alright.

It's not alright, man.

I've had it. Get me out of here.

Is that him?

Is that him?

No. If it was him,
he would have stopped.

That's it. They're coming out.
It's over. Let's go.

We're still alright.
We still can do it, man.

It's over, man. Look at the
people. They're coming out, man.

I mean, I don't care if he
shows up with a 20mm cannon.

It's over.

Fuck it.

Jesus. Will you wait a minute,
man? They'll see you.

We're alright. There's five
more guys in there. Let's do it.

Jerry: Oh, man,
God damn it, I told you,

I'm not taking that game
without a shotgun.

You can't cover
a fucking poker game

without a shotgun, alright?

The plan was to meet your friend
here with a shotgun...

we go in and do the job
and we leave, alright?

Now, we've been sitting here
all fucking night

waiting for the guy
with the shotgun

and you wanna take it
with your cap pistol

and I'm telling you it's very

un-fucking-professional,
alright?

That's him.

Jerry: If that's him,
tell him he's late.

- How you doing?
- What's to it, Manny?

Some really fucking weird shit.

You know the bartender,
the asshole...

Max: What do you got for me?
Go ahead.

I was just gonna tell you
about this asshole.

I didn't come
with nothing because,

you know the bartender,
the one you had the thing with?

I gave him the key
to my place to lock up.

So, what'd you bring me?

I didn't bring you nothing.
But l--

Just tell me,
why weren't you here?

- Will you let me explain, Max?
- Yeah, go ahead.

[honks]

There's people up there.
They're gonna see you.

Manny: Are you out of
your fucking mind?

- Sorry.
- Come on, man.

Calm down.
You made your point.

You were righteous, okay?
Cool it, man. Just cool it.

We fucked the score off on...
Hey, hey!

We fucked the score off
on account of you

you know that?

Will you just settle down?
Get in the car. Please.

Man, you know, I counted on him.
He let me down. He was wrong.

- So get in the car.
- He was wrong. He let me down.

Hey, get in the car.

This ain't gonna
make it, man. Okay?

You're wrong, Manny.
You know that?

You know that
you're wrong, right?

Come on, man.
There's no money in this.

How's it feel
getting fucked out of 20 grand?

It ain't no big thing.
I just wanna get you home.

Okay, come on.
Let's go. It's cold.

- I've got cool this dude down.
- He ain't gonna tell nobody.

I'm gonna make sure so I can
keep you on the streets.

Turn the key.

- I'm alright.
- You going home?

Tell me the truth.
You going home?

You know what you're doing?

I won't let you down next time.

Turn your lights on.

[car revving]

[tires screech]

[door opens]

[door closes]

[metal clanking]

[thudding]

[door closes]

[taps]

Come on, baby.

[banging]

Shit.

Fucker.

[banging]

[brick thuds]

[thuds]

[bricks falling]

[banging]

[sighs]

[thuds]

Mm.

[door shuts]

Hi.

[water splashing]

What happened?
Where've you been?

I had to take care of
some business.

Jenny: What kind of business?
Why are you all dirty?

[sighs] I broke through a wall.

Why?

I did something.

The place looks nice.

Alright.

What made you
finally decide to unpack?

How far you wanna take this?

Huh?

I don't know.

I thought we were
working on something here,

but maybe I'm wrong.

No, you're not wrong. What do
you think I've been doing?

Jenny: Guess I never really
thought about it.

You want me to lie and say
I work on a hot dog stand?

You know I can't do
a regular job.

I'm not gonna sit here
and take your money.

Well, do you have
an alternative for me?

I'm doing what I do.

If you tell me you can't take it

if you tell me
it's too heavy for you

well, then I'll just
walk out the door.

I'll walk, but I don't want to.

Was this just
a one-time thing, or what?

That depends on how lucky I get.

The thing I had going tonight

got screwed up,
so I did another thing.

I'm just trying to
get myself together, you know?

If I could just
get a decent score,

just put one thing together,

then we can kick back and maybe
we can get out of here.

That's all.

So I guess what
we're really saying here

is if I can handle it.

- That's right.
Jenny: I don't want you to go.

And I don't want to either.

It's just that this is so
totally out of my experience.

I mean, you gotta understand.

I'll promise you
that I won't hurt you,

and whatever I do
doesn't involve you.

I keep it outside.

But maybe it'd be better
if you didn't ask me questions.

I'll stay with you
as long as I can handle it,

but when I can't, I'm gonna go.

I know that.

Just be careful.

I want you to know that
whatever it is you're doing

out there
it scares the shit out of me.

It scares me too.

Come here.

You come here.

[instrumental music]

- Can I give you something?
- What is it?

Something I... found.

Max: Come on, now.
Don't be scared.

Don't be scared.

I can't help it.

[music continues]

[tool clanking]

[children clamoring in distance]

[cocks gun]

[laughs]

Excuse me, sir, would you
look right over there, please?

Alright, don't move.
Get up out of there.

Get the fuck out of there, man.

[thudding]

Max: Get in there.

Alright, listen to me!
This is a robbery!

Jerry: Everybody on the floor.

- Get down on the goddamn floor!
- Open the drawer.

Jerry: All the way down.

All you tellers,
down on the floor.

- All the way down! Get down!
- Open the drawer. Open it up.

Open the drawer. Open it up.

Jerry: Get down
before I start killing people!

Get your drawer open, honey.
Get your drawer open.

Jerry: Stop looking at me!

Get down on the goddamn floor!

Jerry: Thirty seconds.

Twenty seconds.

You in love with me?

Answer me! Are you
in love with me?

Then stop looking at me,
motherfucker,

or I'll blow
your goddamn face off!

Jerry: Time's up. Let's go.

Let's go.

Let's go!

Let's hit it.

Let's go!

Get back!

Get back.
Get down on the floor!

Let's go!

- How much did we get?
- We got a bunch.

- How was I? Was I good?
- You scared the shit out of me.

[laughs]

[engine revving]

[tires screech]

Max: Hit it, hit it.
Just hit it.

Max: Hit it. Let's go.

[engine revving]

Max: It's right here.
Make a left here.

[laughing]

- What do we got?
- I don't know.

I can't tell yet. It's fat.

- What is it? 20s, 30s, 50s?
- Yeah, there's 20s.

There's no 30s, man.

- Any ones?
- Yeah, there's a few ones.

A couple hundreds.

Would you say
20... 30 thousand?

- Forty?
- What's that look like?

What's that look like
to you, huh?

- What's this look like, huh?
- Let me feel it.

Come on. Asshole.

Put it up
your fuckin' snoot, baby.

- Mmm. Man.
- Got more fuckin' money here.

Let's go over to your place
and cut it up.

Put it in the bathroom,
lock the door...

Yeah, right on the floor.

From now on, when I say go,
though, man, we gotta go, man.

- When I yell, "Go," go.
- The clock--

The clock, my ass.

We always go through this shit.

I'll dock you
eight grand, man.

Eight grand
you stopped me from

getting from that last teller.

Eight thousand fucking dollars.

It was like pulling teeth
to get you out

of the fucking place.

So we scored.

Max: Do you like it?
Jenny: Not really.

What are we doing
here anyway?

Max: Let me buy you
something first.

What about the earrings
next to it?

Jenny: I think it's a set,
isn't it?

Max: Look at the ring.
The price tag on it's $9,135.

Jenny: I bet that bracelet's
worth more than--

female #4: Hello.
May I help you?

How much is that?

female #4: Eighteen thousand.

What about this one here?

Forty-seven five for the set.

- Is that with tax or without?
- Without tax.

Where's your ladies' watches?

This counter right over here.

- What are you doing?
- I'm getting you a watch.

I don't want a watch.

- Hi.
- Hi. May I show you something?

- Can we see ladies' watches?
- Certainly.

This entire counter,
all ladies' watches.

How about your best one?

Best one? It's right here.

- That's alright.
- Isn't that a lovely watch?

It's disgusting.

- Let's see this one here.
- Certainly.

- I don't like those diamonds.
- Let me put this back.

That's nice.

- How much is that?
- That's $2000.

I can't wear that to work.

Better show her
something less expensive.

She has very simple tastes.

It's my upbringing.
What can I tell you?

Here, let's try this one.

- How much is that one?
male #6: This one is $900.

That's pretty.
What make is that?

It... Sir? Excuse me.

Where are you going?

I was just looking
for your restroom.

male #6: I'm sorry, but we don't
have a public restroom here.

- That's okay.
- Uh...

There's a coffee shop
two doors down.

I'm sure they'll allow you
to use their facilities.

Thanks. Did you
get what you wanted?

I'm afraid I like this the best.

Guess we'll have
to think about it.

- Very well.
- We'll be back.

- Thank you for coming in.
- Bye-bye.

- Bye-bye.
- Goodbye.

You have anything else
to see upstairs?

No, those are
the executive offices.

Alright.

Max: Look, this is Wilshire
Boulevard right here, right?

Alright. Here's the doors.

There's glass windows
on either side,

and they're tinted, Jerry.

From the outside,
you cannot see in.

But when you're inside, you can
see all the action outside.

We didn't have that
on the bank, right?

Max: When I was in there,
the lady showed me one case.

In one case, there was
over 125 grand of ice there.

In one case?

Max: What do you think?

I don't know.

Beverly Hills is rough, man.

Scares the shit out of me,
Beverly Hills.

Max: Why's that?
- I don't know.

Well, how many cops
they got there?

They got 100 cops
in six square miles, you know.

That's, you know,
20 cops to the square mile,

or whatever it is.

Max: What's the response time?
Three minutes?

Three minutes?

What'd make you
feel safe in there?

Fuck Beverly Hills.

Fuck those cops, man.
They're just cops.

They can't get there
faster than three minutes.

Alarm goes off
when we start sacking.

Max: Let the alarm go.

Would you feel safe
for a minute and a half?

Wait a minute...

Bob. I gotta
get out of here, man.

They're waiting on me. Hey te...

Tell the old lady
that owns the house

to sign this,
not her mother, alright?

- Alright.
- Right up.

You know next week
you don't have to do that?

Jerry, I wanna see you
with nice clothes on.

How much longer you gonna be?

Yeah, I'll be there
in a minute.

Okay.

Don't you wanna tan your face?

You wanna live
in that neighborhood?

Don't you want a new car?

You're a thief.
Why don't you be a thief?

[chuckles]

Max: Did you like
doing that bank?

Did you feel good
doing that bank?

- Holding that shotgun?
- Mm-hmm.

Did you feel good
working with me?

Yeah.

You wanna do it?

Yeah. Yeah, yeah.

Yeah. Well, what about a driver?

Mickey Barber, the other night,
he introduced me to a guy.

I knew his brother.

He said he's a good wheelman.

- How you doing?
- Good.

- Jerry, Willy.
- Hey, man.

- I've heard a lot about you.
- Yeah.

Here. I'll get it for you.

Watch your feet.

- Who is that guy?
- What?

- Is that the guy Mickey sent?
- No.

- What do you mean no?
- It fell through.

What do you mean
it fell through?

Did you get
the plates changed?

The car is one half-hour hot,
the plates are changed.

- I did everything you told me.
- You should've told me, man.

That was wrong.
Do you hear me? That was wrong.

Willy: Where are we going?
Max: Just keep going.

We'll talk about it later.

- Right here?
- Go straight toward it.

Max: Alright, now,
you're gonna back in

that first spot there.

Go ahead. Take it easy.

Soon as you get in,
I'll tell you what we're doing.

- Oh, shit, I'm sorry.
- Take it easy, alright?

Okay, you see
that door over there?

Open, getting down?
We'll be out in a few minutes.

As soon as we come out,
you open both doors.

We get in and we split.
You got it?

- Yeah.
- Alright. How do you feel?

- Do I keep the car running?
- Yeah. You alright?

- I'm okay.
- You ready to hit it?

- Yeah.
- Alright, let's go.

Max: Just relax, man.

How do you feel?

Feel great.
Except for that driver, man.

Don't worry about it.

You should have
told me about it.

Alright, let's do this.

- How's the vibes?
- Everything's alright.

A lot of traffic,
a lot of people.

I'd kiss you,
but you're too ugly.

No, it's too yellow.
Thank you.

Well, may I see
the 10mm, please?

Yes.

Well, yes, I like the pink...

- I need a 24-carat ring.
- Well, we can order that.

No problem.

Pardon me. What are you doing?

Can you step back, please?

[glass shattering]

[people screaming]

Do what you're told
and you won't get hurt.

Get up against the wall!
Face the wall!

Come on! Break it up!

[alarm blaring]

Sorry, sir, will you
step back in there

before you get shot?

- How do you feel?
- I'm okay. Go ahead, get some.

- We've got a minute and a half.
- Go on, there.

[glass shattering]

Max: What's the time?

What's the time?

Jerry: One minute.

Get it all.

Jerry: Twenty seconds to go.

Fucking shit
with all those glass.

Let's go.

Let's go! Let's hit it.

We've got time.

Jerry: Time's up! Let's go!

Hey. Hey, let's go, man.

Let's go, man.
We've gotta get out of here.

There was a piece here.
There was another piece here.

Jerry: I don't
believe this, man.

I really don't believe this.

There's gonna be
an army out there.

Where was it?
There was a big piece here.

This is the last
goddamn time, man.

This is it.

The poker game was the same way,

the driver,
the whole goddamn thing.

This is it. It's all over.

You're a child, man.

You act like
a two-year-old child,

for Christ sake.

I know you like a book.

This is the last goddamn time
I'm working with you.

I mean it.

What are you...
Get over there.

Sit down, put your head down.

Where's the watch
that was here?

Jerry: Hey, we gotta
get out of here, man!

[banging]

[glass shatters]

Hey! Hey!

- Listen to me!
- Alright, alright!

Give it to me, man.

- We're going.
- Come on!

Why don't you
take the clock too?

This is the last goddamn time
I'm working with you.

[alarm continues]

Max: Where is he?
- Yeah, where is he?

Where is he?

Was this part
of your goddamn plan?

Who the fuck knows where he is.

You're pathetic. You're a
pathetic fucking human being.

We gotta run. We gotta run.
We gotta run.

Get rid of the shotgun!

[indistinct yelling]

Walk, walk, walk.

Slow down and walk. Walk.

Come on.

- Are we going the right way?
- The car's on the next street.

Come on, we're alright.

[tires screeching]

[gunshot]

Officer: Halt! Police!

[gunshot]

[instrumental music]

[gunshots]

[music continues]

[barking]

[instrumental music]

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[police siren blares]

[ambulance siren blares]

[music continues]

[indistinct chattering]

It's a great line.

We gotta go.
Right now. Come on.

Jenny: Hold on a second.

Excuse me, could you see
this guy for me?

- Where's your car?
- In the back.

- Where's your car? Let's go.
- In the back.

So I'll be back in a second.

What's the matter?

Where's your key?
Where's your car?

Where are we going?
It's over there.

- Give me the key.
- Just a sec.

- Where are we going?
- Come on.

[engine starts]

- What happened?
- I'll tell you later.

[tires screeching]

Jenny: What are you doing?

[honking]

Max, please.

Max: I gotta stop by and get
some money from a friend.

Where are you, man? Willy?

[metal clinking]

[Willy coughs]

Shit.

Argh!

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

I'll hurt your fucking ass.

[metal clanging]

Don't tell me wait, l'mma put

your fucking brains
on that fucking wall!

- Let me explain.
- You knew I'd be back, right?

Let me explain.

Willy: Please let me explain
to you what happened.

Go ahead, run it.

I had the car
pointed the right way,

the motor was on,

I was watching my clock,
I was watching the doors.

The burglar alarm went off
for five minutes.

That's bullshit, man.

That's bullshit, man.

Willy: Max...
- No, no.

No, man, I would've been there.

I'm running because of you,
sucker man.

That shit under the bed, man?

I went to jail because of you.

I'm sorry.

Well, you know,
sorry ain't shit now.

You know why?

Huh?

It don't mean nothing.

Come on, Max.

Are you high?

- No.
- Huh?

- Did you get high?
- No.

Then I don't understand
why you don't hear me.

I don't understand
why you don't understand

what I'm talking about.

Jerry's dead.

Just lying on the street, man.

And that hurts me, man,
'cause he'd do anything for me.

He'd do anything for me.

If he was out in the car, man...

could have been
a shitstorm, you know?

Willy: Max, I'm sorry.

I got scared.

I'm scared now.

You did the best
you could, right?

Willy: I really did. In

I gave you every chance,
too, didn't I?

It wasn't your fault.

It's over, Willy.

[sighs]
It's over, man. Forget it.

I shouldn't have
asked you to do it.

It was too heavy for you.
You know, I know you.

- I'm sorry.
- It's alright.

- What can I do?
- Give me a big bear hug.

- And just forget it.
- Okay.

I'm sorry.

You were wrong,
though, you know?

I know it. I'm sorry.

[cocks gun]

Shit.

[gunshot]

[Willy groans]

[gunshot]

[instrumental music]

[music continues]

[engine revs]

Did you get it?

- What?
- The money.

Yeah.

Where's the freeway?

I don't know.

Well, we're going.

- Alright?
- Let's go. Yeah, let's go.

How you doing?

- Want me to drive?
- No, I'm alright.

Can I have one?

Radio Announcer: ...this
afternoon when a house trailer

lost its brakes
and ran into a schoolyard.

One man is dead and one wounded
in a gunfight...

following
a jewelry store holdup

in Beverly Hills,
earlier this afternoon.

The robbers, two in number...

used hammers to break through

the counters and display cases

in Gindel's, an exclusive

Wilshire Boulevard shop.

Police arrived
just as the robbers

were making their getaway.

And in the ensuing gun battle

one of the holdup men,
Jerry Schue,

age 48, of Burbank,
was killed.

Also critically wounded
in the shootout

was Officer David Post

a two-year veteran
of the force.

The second holdup man,
who made good his escape

has not yet been identified.

But police officials
are currently

assembling
a detailed description

from eyewitnesses
on the scene.

Look for another
smoggy day tomorrow

according to the Air Quality
Management District.

Temperatures...

We didn't start the shooting.

Could you pull over
for a second?

Max: Why?

Please pull over.
I don't feel well.

Max: Just wait till we get
to a gas station, will you?

I can't wait, Max.

Pull the fucking car over,
damn it!

Jenny: Max, don't you dare
lay a fucking hand on me!

[vomiting]

[retching]

[crying]

[dogs barking in distance]

What do you wanna
do with this?

I got it.

male #7: Can I help you?
- Yeah.

Fill it up with regular
and you better check the oil.

I think that's all.

[instrumental music]

- Want something to drink?
- Yeah.

Just get me a ginger ale.
I'm gonna go to the bathroom.

Can you give us
a ginger ale?

- And a beer?
- What kind of beer?

It doesn't matter.
We'll be over here.

Yeah. So, anyway...

He starts back to her
at the door

and I think he's not
gonna say anything.

And he looks up at me
with the football helmet

and he says, "Lady,
I sure hope your team wins."

[group laughing]

[indistinct chattering]

- Here we are, sir. Here you go.
- Thank you.

- Can I get you something else?
- No, that's okay.

I got some fine
homemade chili for you.

- This'll do it.
- Alright. That'll be 90 cents.

I saw a sign outside.
Is there a bus stop here?

Yeah. That would be the local
Palmdale Transportation.

It stops twice a day.

The schedule's kind of
irregular, but...

Where were you going?

- Where you kids going, honey?
- L.A.

female #5: Oh, L.A. You take
the Palmdale bus from here,

as I say, and go into Palmdale.

Make your connection
to LA. there.

What time does it get here?

Oh, you got about half an hour.

- I'll get your change.
- Keep it.

Oh, thanks, yeah.

[music continues]

You sending me home?

Yeah, you are.

Please, Max,
I don't want any money.

I want you to have it.

[music continues]

What are you gonna do?

Will you call me?

[car door shuts]

[music continues]

Gotta go.

[door shuts]

Forgot my sweater.

Why can't I go with you?

Because I wanna get caught.

[engine starts]

[engine revving]

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