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Hi.

Open for business.

You guys just stay cool.

I'll do the talking.

I don't see Jake.

He's probably not with him.

Probably afraid to show.

Today's a good day to keep it.

Hey, let me see it again.

Hey, forgive me, I'm jealous.

Christy, it is so beautiful.

You must feel like the luckiest woman in the whole world.

You know, when | first met Nick Taylor, | thought, now

there's a man who's going to make some woman very, very happy.

Well, you're right on that one.

So when's the wedding?

December 19th.

You know, | never thought I'd marry a cop.

Okay, time to go to work.

And | thought it was only gonna be a couple of kids passing phony $20 bills.

Well, we'll see.

Jimmy.

Long time no see.

Where's Jake?

Jake's taking care of business and he sent me.

What do you got him running the press?

All right, let's see what you got, cowboy.

Come on, you know it's good paper.

It's the best damn paper on the West Coast.

Don't get cocky, delivery boy.

Look, | don't have time for this bullshit.

Pay me and it's yours.

Yeah, well, that's what | wanted to talk to Jake about.

There's nothing to talk about.

It's 25 cents on the dollar, take it or leave it.

What the hell do you care?

Have Jake run the printer an extra five minutes.

We're all happy.

No exceptions.

Look, Mr. Batania's been doing business with your people for a long time.

Loyal business.

And you never given him one friendly discount.

Two things.

One, we ain't friends.

And two, you want a discount?

Go to Kmart.

Now either you're buying or I'm flying.

You dirty son of a bitch.

Fuck you.

Deal's off.

Let's go.

| don't think so, Jimmy.

You better call for backup.

Yeah.

Hey, look.

Look, we don't want no trouble.

Just call your dogs off.

| know where you print the shit, asshole.

You don't play by our rules, we'll wipe you out of the game.

Get away!

Hurry up!

Stop, I'm telling you, you son of a bitch.

Come on, come on.

Freeze!

Come on, come on.

I'm telling you.

Hey, hey.

He's shooting with a gun.

Where do you think you're going?

Please, please don't hurt me.

I'm sorry.

Give me one good reason not to kill you.

You shot me, asshole.

| don’t know what | was thinking.

I'm sorry, please.

Where'd you get the fake money?

| don't know.

Wrong answer.

Batania.

Charles Batania.

What about him?

Batania buys the stuff.

He knows where it's made.

Good evening, ladies.

Please watch your step.

Thank you.

Good evening, ladies.

Check your purses, please.

Is that necessary?

House rules.

What do we have here?

Personal protection.

It stays at the door.

Do I need to ask to see your purse?

Why don't you hold onto this for me?

Gladly.

Now have either one of you ever been to one of Mr.

Batania's parties before?

No, this is our first time.

Okay.

Mind your P's and Q's.

Be very nice to the gentleman.

You'll do just fine, okay?

Enjoy the party.

New girls?

Yes, sir.

And they were packing.

Really?

How intriguing.

Good evening.

My name is Charles, Charles Batania.

Welcome to my humble abode.

Hi, I'm Candy.

How sweet.

| haven't seen your face before.

To my great misfortune.

It's quite a party you have going on here.

Oh, | throw a bash once a month for my closest business associates.

What line of business are you in?

This and that, as | was saying,

my associates like to indulge in the finest of pleasures.

Is that why we're here?

| like to think of it as a cooperative effort.

Ladies are invited to indulge themselves in the vice of their choices.

In the process, they make my customers, my associates, more comfortable.

Well, your associates seem quite satisfied.

How about you, Mr. Batania?

Call me Charles.

Will you come this way, please?

So, tell me... Charles, where are your manners?

| left them at the door.

But you were such a gentleman before.

You talk too much.

Why don't you show me what else you can do?

For a measly $5,000?

Measly?

My, what a confident lady.

Come here.

Here.

Indulge yourself.

What are you looking at?

You never seen a $100 bill before?

Who invited you, anyway?

A good friend of yours, Lenny G.

You're under arrest.

You stupid, you stupid woman.

Go ahead, shoot.

The gun is empty.

Go on, shoot.

She's a cop.

Let's get out of here.

Stop them, they're cops.

You're finished, you piece of shit.

You just killed a cop.

I'm gonna smash that counterfeiting ring of yours.

It's not my ring, | don't deal it, | just buy it.

Well, who deals it?

Answer me before | blow your fucking head off.

His name is David, it's his operation, it's not my ring.

Keep talking.

It's 240 McCann, the old warehouse district.

But I can't promise you that anybody will still be alive when you get there.

Money, money everywhere.

Nina, what do you say we scrape off a few bills off the top,

catch us a flight to Rosarito Beach, lose ourselves in a bottle of Cuevo Gold,

and if we're good, I'll let you swallow the worm.

In France, we have a term for men like you, Jack.

What do you call that?

American.

She's worse than my old lady, huh?

Yeah, but | bet she's worth it, right, Sims?

David, your new plates have tripled our business in the last month.

That's because they're perfect.

They're art, pure art.

| expect a larger cut, much larger.

Of course you do.

You're my right hand, you're my partner.

I'll take care of it.

| don't need anyone to take care of me.

| want what's coming to me.

Nina, without me, you'd still be whoring for a living.

| was doing fine before | met you, and I was never a whore.

You bounced from millionaire to millionaire like a ping pong ball, dear.

That's a whore in my book, but it doesn't matter.

That's the past, and | took you away from it.

So don't tell me what | owe you, understand?

Okay, let's get these out in the truck.

Boss!

Get out of here, man.

There's too much to carry.

Hey man, some of this only printed on one side.

What the...?

Oh, come on!

Attention all units, be advised,

we have a stolen squad car heading east on Thick Grove.

Attention to Edward Mary.

That's you two assholes up in front of us.

Oh, we're screwed, man, we're dead.

All right, hold on.

Thanks.

They took a right.

I'm heading them off at the pass, darling.

We lost 'em, man.

We lost ‘em.

Told ya.

Oh, shit!

Freeze!

What the hell are we going to do now?

Half our cash was left behind.

Cops will trace the numbers and then everything we have will be worth shit.

We have to dump it all ASAP.

| sent Tommy to sell as much as possible.

Did you at least save the plates?

Yes, | have them.

Where are they?

They're safe.

Where?

| said, they're safe.

You know what the penalty for having this much counterfeit dough is?

This much?

Yeah.

| was hitchhiking and he picked me up.

In a stolen police car.

20 years in the state penitentiary, asshole.

Now give me a name.

Guy named Tommy.

Tommy who?

Tommy Johnson.

Hi, Wade.

Oh shit.

Long time no see.

Hey, look man, I'd love to stay and chat and everything, all right?

But you know, | gotta go.

You look nervous, Wade.

Not back on crack again, are you?

Shit, no man, | just say no to that shit.

You know, crack kills, right?

Why you hacking at me like this for, man?

I'm not doing anything, I'm just standing here being cool, man.

| don't know anything, | don't know anybody, man.

You seem a little paranoid, Wade.

Paranoid, man, what the fuck?

I'm not paranoid, are you paranoid?

I'm not paranoid.

Relax, Wade.

We're looking for your old partner, Tommy Johnson.

Hey, he wasn't at home.

We thought you might know where he is.

He seems he's passing some fake bills.

Uh, no, man, I don't know where he is.

I mean, | don't got any counterfeit 20s or anything.

Didn't say you did.

Did | say that, McKay?

No, he mentioned it himself.

Sounds like a probable cause to me.

What do we have here, Wade?

The cops.

The cops.

Is that money real, Wade?

Get off of me, man, what side are we next?

I'm not the only one new with that shit, man.

Tommy came in here and passed his shit out.

Everybody in the bar has that stuff.

Not just me, man, that guy has some, that guy has some, him, everybody, man.

Get out of the way.

Oh, shit.

I'm out of here.

Wade, you don't look too good.

Oh, | bet that’s gonna hurt.

You shot me, man.

Oh, this sucks.

I think you'll live.

So where's Tommy?

Oh, he's staying at his girlfriend's over in Orange and Wilshire.

Thanks.

Hey, Wade, congratulate.

I'm getting married.

Freeze!

Hands on your head!

Oh, man, what are you doing?

| do nothing wrong.

Oh, yeah?

What's that?

Oh, that's a little cocaine.

But other than that, I'm not doing nothing.

Hey, Nick, | keep forgetting.

Are these things legal?

Oh, probably not any more legal than this.

Hey, man, that money ain't even real.

Oh, shit.

| didn't mean that.

Tommy, | think we need to talk.

Hello?

Hi, Tommy.

Who are these people?

Why do | look like a rat?

You're my very good friend.

I'm telling you, they're cool.

- They had better be. I'm trusting you.

I'll send Nina.

Right.

It's set.

Tommy, you're beautiful.

Isn't he great?

A model citizen.

You need to make a delivery.

To who?

Tommy.

| don't trust that fat bastard.

I told you, we gotta get rid of this shit.

Now, Tommy's already sold what he has, and now he's got another buyer.

But he needs the paper.

Besides, you're not supposed to trust him.

You're supposed to trust me.

I'll pick up the guys on the way.

Ready, boss?

Almost.

Now I'm ready.

Me too.

Ladies and gentlemen, the museum will be closed in 10 minutes.

Please start making your way towards the front entrance.

We got a problem.

No kidding.

I'm going after the girl.

So what else is new?

Haven't had enough yet?

Not yet.

Nick!

She's gone.

Not quite.

Drop your gun or I'll kill him.

Don't do it, Chris.

Let him go.

| swear to God, I'll kill him.

Drop it, now!

Don't leave me.

Nina.

What are you doing here?

You set me up.

What?

We had a partnership.

And you sold me out.

Nina!

Get your hands off it!

Keep ‘em out there!

Just give me one reason, bitch.

Just give me one reason!

Miss McKay, what a pleasant surprise.

You look tired.

I guess you'll be hitting the singles bars again.

I'm sorry | spoiled your wedding plans.

Don't take it personally.

| don't even know you.

You were just in the wrong place at the wrong time.

Well, actually, he was.

Why did you come here?

Well, | guess you're not much of a talker today.

So I'll excuse myself.

Good day.

Why?

| beg your pardon, did you say something?

Why'd you do it?

Why did you kill him?

That's a fair question.

I did it because | wanted to.

Any more questions?

| think you killed him for the same reason you killed everybody else.

Because you couldn't kill that one man you really wanted to.

Your father's already dead.

| see you've done a little research on me, Miss McKay.

God, you're so smart.

Yes, my father beat me, he abused me,

and now I'm dispensing my rage on every man that crossed me.

Your father beat you because you killed your mother.

It's a lie and you know it.

She died giving birth to me.

I didn't kill my mother.

Well, your father seemed to think so.

Yes, he did.

And he died before | was old enough to realize he was wrong.

You're a pathetic little woman, Nina.

So you came here to tell me I'm pathetic?

No, | came here to tell you that you're damn lucky that these bars are between us.

And you better pray it stays that way.

Well, it might not stay that way.

Have you ever been in prison, Miss McKay?

| suppose not.

It's very cold, very lonely, very dismal.

An empty cell, a chair with no one to sit in it.

Out of sheer desperation, you end up talking to

yourself, holding entire conversation with no one.

That's what it's like to be alone, Miss McKay.

Get used to it.

You bitch, I'm gonna kill you, do you hear me?

The Los Angeles courthouse tonight, where she was convicted for the murder

of police Sergeant Nicholas Taylor, Nina Lindell was

literally attacked right on the courthouse steps.

Her attacker was none other than Detective Christine

McKay, the fiancé of the murdered officer.

It took nearly a half-- - McKay, | know what you're going through.

But it's no goddamn excuse.

I'm gonna do what I can to prevent an IA investigation.

Yeah, just what we need, internal affairs crawling up our asses.

Knock it off.

McKay, you may have to take a vacation until this blows over.

I quit.

McKay, come on, it doesn't have to come to this.

Probably better this way, McKay.

Maybe we won't lose any more cops.

SECHS MONATE SPATER...

...I'm looking for someone named McKay.

Hand me my paper.

Pardon?

My paper, you're stepping on it.

| didn't think | was gonna make it.

The police were arresting some gang kids up the street.

You hear about drive-by shootings in neighborhoods like this.

So is Mr. McKay here?

No.

No, we had an appointment.

My secretary set it up.

I'm McKay.

You're, you're this McKay?

You have a partner?

Do you want protection or not?

Well, yeah, | need a bodyguard, but to be frank,

you don't think anybody want a bodyguard who's a girl.

| mean, do you think you can handle it?

| doubt it.

My lawyer's gonna hear about this.

Basis, Jensen, prisoner in cell four has escaped.

Yeah, yeah, I'm coming, relax.

| thought you were in a slam. What are you doing here?

What do you think?

| want my money.

Well, right, your money.

I'll get it.

I haven't seen Jake.

I'm looking for him.

No, I haven't seen Jake.

You know, things got real hairy after you got busted.

Clients got real paranoid.

What is this?

It's your money.

| had $17,000.

I told you.

The clients got paranoid.

No one was taking the Play-Doh.

The shit was useless, all right?

This guy offered me 200 bucks for the whole lot.

$200 for 17,000?

For 17,000 shit dollars.

Hey, | did you a favor.

And now I'm going to do you a favor.

Adieu.

So you're gonna get off your ass and do something today?

| mean, look at this place.

It's a dump.

Why don't you like take out the trash or sweep the floor?

Get some order in this place.

The place stinks, Flash.

You just sit there day after day after day.

Don't you miss life?

Well, neither do I.

Do you think people get second chances?

Well, doesn't matter anyway, ‘cause if you screw

it up once, you're just gonna screw it up again.

Yeah?

This is Christine McKay of McKay's Protection Service?

Yes, may | help you?

It's Christine McKay, | want to see Hobbs.

Excuse me, can you tell me where Lawton Hobbs is?

Oh, you must be the plumber.

Yeah, he's around in the back, you can just go on in.

Where's Lawton Hobbs?

He's right over there.

Are you the plumber?

The cabana toilet is totally clogged.

No, I'm not the plumber.

That's a shot, boy.

Get out of the way, man.

| love ladders.

| need a partner.

Hey, who wants to play with me?

Excuse me.

Are you the plumber?

No, I'm not the plumber.

What, some sort of singing telegram?

You wish, Christine McKay.

Oh, excuse me.

I'm sorry, forgive me, I'm Lawton Hobbs and | want to thank you for coming.

Say, do you play ping pong?

Because | need a partner.

| don't play ping pong.

Oh, nonsense, everybody plays ping pong, come on.

All right, zero, zero.

So here's the deal.

I'm an entrepreneur, an investor, and a connoisseur.

Yeah, now come on, McKay, help me out here.

Zero, one.

As | said, I'm a connoisseur.

A connoisseur of the opposite sex.

I love women.

Women of all kinds.

| love them beautiful, plain, sweet, come on, sexy, sleazy, sophisticated.

| like women in leather.

Is there a point to any of this?

I'm sorry, | got carried away.

Yes. Last year | was dating this woman.

We got very serious and almost married her.

After a series of events, | found out she was certifiably insane.

So naturally | broke it off.

So you want protection from a psycho ex-girlfriend?

She murdered a man.

| refused to pay for her lawyer.

She got life.

She swore revenge, which | didn't worry about until last night.

She broke out of prison.

What's the name of this woman?

Oh, that's why | want you.

It's Nina Lindell.

| didn't come here to play games.

Hey, McKay.

How do you know she escaped?

Don't you read the paper?

Do you know what happened between Lindell and I?

Of course | do.

You know, and yet you still have me playing ping pong?

Look, | need a bodyguard, and you're the best person for the job.

Get someone else.

Look, | thought you'd stop at this opportunity.

It's about time you showed up.

This is Goddard.

Why didn't you tell me Lindell escaped?

First of all, McKay, you're not a police officer anymore.

It's none of your business.

Second of all, I'm not your message service.

I'll call you back later.

Hey, is that plumber here yet?

Yes, | believe he's upstairs in the bathroom.

All right.

Jesus, lady, | was just here to fix the toilet.

Get out.

Hey, partner, it's the toilet in the cabana.

You got something against plungers?

Nina, what a pleasant surprise.

Still a cocky bastard.

You haven't lost any of your charm, | see.

Nina, there are so many good memories in this bedroom.

You sure you wanna spoil 'em like this?

You know exactly what | want.

Where's Hobbs?

Upstairs.

| thought so much about that.

Deja vu, Miss McKay.

Get him!

Get out of here!

Look, Isaac, you don't have to play dumb with me.

| already know you're an arrogant son of a bitch.

So just tell me where Nina is, ‘cause | know damn well you know.

I'm losing my patience here.

Definitely losing my patience.

You don't want that to happen.

Get him out of here.

We're talking about an escaped cop killer, Mr. Hobbs.

| don't need to tell you how dangerous this one is.

No shit, Captain.

| dated her for a year and a half.

Look, | have detectives specially trained for this kind of thing.

| want McKay.

| can't authorize that.

You don't have to.

I'm hiring Miss McKay as my personal bodyguard.

Mr. Hobbs, this is Sergeant Ostendorf.

He's one of my best men, sir.

| don't know how many times | have to go into this, but | want McKay.

That's why I'm hiring her.

Let me get this straight.

You want a woman protecting you?

Yeah.

Who would you rather be with 24 hours a day?

He's a qualified professional.

Yeah, but he's not as cute.

Sorry, Sergeant.

You're not funny.

Look, | know you have to do whatever you can to bring Lindell in,

but | don't want a bunch of rented cops hanging around my house eating donuts.

| want somebody who's dedicated.

| want somebody who has a personal stake in this.

And I want somebody who can give me a massage once in a while.

| can't believe I'm on your side.

You're the cockiest person I've ever met.

Didn't know you were impressed.

It's not a compliment.

Yes, itis.

Hey, McKay, wait up.

Listen, if you find something out, | want to know.

You're not an investigator anymore.

You want to change that?

Come and talk to me.

Try to take care of this one a little better than your last boyfriend.

Shut up.

What?

Here, let me get that for you.

It's no problem.

| want to.

She's kind of cute, isn't she?

Yes.

Here you are.

Don't you have butlers for that?

They're busy.

Room okay?

It's fine.

Make the house yours?

Use everything, pool, jacuzzi, game room?

Everything a growing playboy needs.

Not everything.

Excuse me.

So how'd you meet up with Lindell?

We have mutual business associates.

What kind of business?

Am | on trial here?

Should you be?

| have enough real money, Miss McKay.

| don't need the fake stuff.

You didn't answer my question.

Plastics.

Plastic forks, plastic spoons, knives, cups.

Plastico Incorporated, my father founded it.

You ever been on a picnic, McKay?

You probably ate your peanut butter and jelly sandwich off one of my plates.

Plastic, it fits.

You know, having this around is not gonna help.

Suddenly you're a psychiatrist?

You're just easy to read.

Listen up, Hobbs.

I'm not here for you to read me.

I'm not here to play ping pong.

I'm here to keep you safe.

So if you wanna flirt, just go find one of your little playmates.

I'm not interested.

Natasha.

You remember their names?

Breakfast is tomorrow at nine o'clock.

Bring your good cheer.

Hey, Hobbs, we have a problem.

Who called the plumber?

My staff takes care of that.

I've known my staff for years.

Clayton all my life.

Reach somewhere else.

Isaac Barry.

He's in the Agua 13.

| want you to do me a favor.

You keep an eye on McKay.

The woman's a tight wire.

If she snaps, God help whoever's around her.

God help her if she's around me.

What do you have against this lady?

Off the record?

Yes.

There's a war going on in the streets, Captain.

Now, | don't mind a female sitting behind a desk

pushing pencils, but I don't want one in the battlefield with me.

Hey, it's the 90s.

Women don't put up with that shit anymore.

Well, well, well, look who's back in town.

I've been looking for you.

Been right here, darling.

Let's talk.

Hey, Dennis.

You know, ever since the shop closed down,

no one seems to know where the plates have disappeared to.

Well, stranger things have happened.

| want the plates.

Well, | don't have the plates.

Maybe you ought to go talk to Hobbs.

I'm working on that.

Are you hiding something from me?

Listen, baby, if | had these plates, do you think I'd be sitting here in this dive?

Sorry, I'm a little tense.

Yeah, you know when a man gets out of the joint,

he's got a whole lot of pressure he wantin’ to be releasing.

| bet that's all you need.

What do you Say, uh, I got this burning fire in my pants right now.

Well, maybe we should put it out.

Yeah- Shit!

Shit!

Did | extinguish the fire?

No shit!

Let me put it back.

Holy shit!

Jesus!

Jesus!

Goddamn!

Son of a bitch!

Son of a bitch!

Excuse me, who watches the monitors?

Clayton's supposed to, but usually no one does.

Clayton, who called the plumber yesterday?

| did, ma'am.

Your alarm system's off, and you have a security

system, but no one's watching the monitors.

That's my responsibility, ma'am.

| apologize.

| don't want an apology.

| just want you to do your job.

Yes, ma'am.

That's what | like to see, starting the day off on a good note.

You look nice this morning.

That's what | call a compliment.

Generally responded to with a thank you, or perhaps just a smile.

Now, a smile is a facial expression displaying certain

pleasant emotions, like happiness or affection.

| bet you can do it if you try.

Stop acting like a child.

I'm gonna hold my breath until you smile.

Why is it that people like you are the ones that have so much money?

Remind me to compliment you more often.

Mr. Hobbs' mother died giving birth to him.

Lawton's father died of a heart attack when he was 12.

It's my speculation that his childhood was taken from him at far too young an age.

Would you like some eggs?

No.

Thanks.

Another glass of wine.

I'm gonna get you a drink of wine, sir.

Okay, get in.

Where's the food?

Oh, Charlie, it's a great investment.

LH, this is the deal of the century.

I'm up to my ears already.

Do you think that Las Vegas really needs another casino?

Ah, but this casino will cater only to the upper echelons of society.

Not Dick and Jane from Duluth, Michigan.

It's a sweet deal.

The kind of sugar daddy likes.

Sign it.

Excuse me.

| was wondering how much of your own money you have invested in this, Mr. Hohnbaum?

Who's this, your girlfriend?

Or your financial advisor?

She's my bodyguard.

Bodyguard?

And to answer the lady's question,

Scooter, how much of your own money you got in this?

Well, let's say I have a definite amount.

Get down!

Stay here and stay down.

Lawton!

Lawton, you wanna get killed, that's your business.

But before you die, will you please sign this contract?

You okay?

I talked to the doctor.

He can't help you.

But he did recommend a good blacksmith.

See there's a smile.

| must be suffering delusions.

You got a good smile, you should use it more.

Why do you have to be such a flirt?

It's a compliment.

I'm not a flirt.

Oh yeah, right.

You're a connoisseur of women.

That's a title bestowed upon me by multitudes of women.

Yeah, multitudes, I'm sure.

Mm-hmm.

- Who surround me because of my-- - Let me guess.

Because of your incredible charm.

Because of my money.

It could be your charm.

How did a woman as attractive as you get to be a cop?

Now see, that's charming.

A bit sexist.

A little sexism keeps a woman on her toes.

Typical male statement.

Typical female reaction.

Men and women are different.

Why do you want them to be the same?

Who said | want them to be the same?

You know, | didn't want to be a cop forever.

| thought someday I'd raise a family.

Just didn't turn out like that.

Get some sleep.

So what do you think about her, Clayton?

She's decent.

You think she's better than my last girlfriend, Shelley?

Kelly.

Kelly?

Yes.

How about Sandy?

Absolutely.

Katharina?

Most definitely.

I think so too.

Lawton.

This young lady is very-- - Ah.

Yeah.

I'm going to get myself some coffee.

Would you like some?

I'm fine.

Oh, Clayton.

Yeah?

Thank you.

Who's the tea for?

Miss McKay.

Oh.

Oh, dear.

- Can | get you anything else? - No, that's fine, thanks.

Wait.

Wait a second.

Maria, could you try this for me?

I'm sure it's fine, sir.

| just want to make sure that it's hot enough.

What's going on here?

| didn't hire you, did I?

Nina did when she lived here.

Oh, no.

I'll call the police.

Clayton.

| was wrong about you.

I'm sorry.

No apologies necessary, ma'am.

You're good for Lawton.

And whether you realize it or not, he may be good for you.

Guess | owe you thanks.

Don't owe me anything.

Well, thanks anyway.

I'm the bodyguard.

And you end up saving my ass twice.

Your ass is definitely worth it.

Besides, you saved mine twice, too.

We're even.

But it's my job.

Another job | can't handle.

Goddard seems to think you made a hell of a police officer.

Do you ever feel your life is falling apart, piece by piece?

Mine fell apart.

| lost my mother, my father.

My brother's gone.

I'm still here.

So you had a brother?

My brother was an artist.

He made this for me.

Called it the guardian angel.

She spreads her protective wings over all those who stand before her.

Guess he should have kept it to protect himself.

Have you ever heard of this place?

I'm looking for Nina Windell.

Do you know her?

No.

You can check the guy on the phone, though.

- Yeah, darlin’, yeah. I'll be home soon.

I'm taking care of business right now.

Yeah, | love you, too, y‘all.

All right.

Come on, charcoal dick, you're up.

All right, all right, all right.

Hey, you know, even handicapped, | can still whip all your asses.

- What about me? You think you can whip mine?

I can do a whole lot more than that, darlin’.

- Oh, yeah. He can roast marshmallows over his crotch.

Shut up, Jimmy Lee.

Rack ‘em, big boy.

I'm about to barrack you instead, darlin’.

- I'm looking for an old friend. Her name's Nina Windell.

Have you seen her?

Hey, Jake.

Didn't you have a barbecue with her the other night?

| said can it, Jimmy Lee.

- And who the hell are you? - | told you, I'm an old friend.

So have you seen her recently?

Listen, bitch. Why don't you just get the hell out of here?

| like it when you talk nasty to me.

When did you see Lindell?

Go to hell.

Oh, no, no, no.

Where is she?

| don't know.

She was looking for the plates.

What plates?

The cowbell plates, what do you think?

| told her I didn't know where they were.

I've done it.

You lied to me, Hobbs.

She doesn't want you, she wants the plates.

Met a good buddy of yours, Jake Burback.

Come with me.

| wanna show you something.

| can't wait.

His name is David.

He had the counterfeit operation with Nina.

She shot him and left him for dead.

He's been here ever since.

How do you know this guy?

He's my brother.

Hey, David.

| brought a friend today.

This is Christine.

Hi.

Lawton.

Yeah?

I'm back in business.

Oh, really?

Is she cool?

She's cool.

What do you think we can get for these on the street?

| don't know.

I've seen better.

Shit.

It's "cause they don't give me the proper materials, Christ.

| can't do good work with crayons, but what can | do?

| can't just ask for ink.

They'll know what I'm doing in here.

They're really that bad, huh?

Yeah.

David?

Can | ask you a question?

| guess.

I'm gonna go get some more.

Where did you put the plates?

How could you do this to me?

I'm busted big time.

David.

She is not a cop.

Okay.

So where are the plates?

Wouldn't you like to know?

| hid them a long time ago.

Way before they threw me in this cab.

Everybody wanted them “cause they were so good.

You know Lindell's out of jail.

David.

No, David.

Get the nurse.

Level with me, Hobbs.

Were you involved in this?

Of course | wasn't involved.

Just David.

He always wanted to make it on his own.

You know, you're the only person that knows about him.

That knows he's alive.

What the hell happened?

Neighbors came by from the road.

I'm sorry.

Where's the neighbor?

| don't want to hear another word.

Nothing.

You're not a police officer.

This is not your jurisdiction.

Shut up.

Now leave him alone.

David, leave him alone.

Calm down.

Get the hell out of here, everyone.

Get the hell out.

Lawton, calm down.

You get out.

McKay, you're fired.

What?

You're fired.

Now get the hell out.

You're out of this picture, McKay.

Come on.

You want to get killed?

She's after everyone.

She killed Clayton, she killed my brother.

| don't want that to happen to you.

I'm your bodyguard.

Okay, I don't need one anymore.

Listen up, McKay.

From now on, Sergeant Ostendorf here will be assigned to protect Mr.

Hobbs, so stay out of it.

Well, now we got McKay out of the way, maybe we can make some progress.

What do you say there, Hobbs?

You know, | gotta ask you something.

Why would a man want a female bodyguard?

Shit, boy, where's your pride?

Let me ask you something.

Are you a sexist asshole because you can't get laid

or because you're secretly attracted to men?

You're not funny.

Well, here we are again, just the two of us.

Tell me something, Flash.

Why am | so stupid?

| can't believe I actually started to care for that, that...

Why'd you let me feel that way?

You know he's so, he's just so egotistical.

He's childish, he's pompous, he's spoiled.

Yeah, and you know, he just thinks he's so funny.

Well, so what if he is charming?

Yeah, and handsome.

Tall.

Sincere.

Well, if you think he's so sexy, why don't you go out with him?

Do you think people get a second chance?

Well, then get off your butt and do something.

Come on, let's go.

Hi, David.

How you doing?

Do you remember me?

You probably don't want to, right?

You know your brother cares so much for you.

| don't know if you can hear me,

but I think there's something that you really ought to know.

The same woman that shot you?

Well, she's trying to kill Lawton.

The only thing that can save him is getting those counterfeit plates.

That's what she wants.

I'll level with you, | was a cop, but not anymore.

I quit.

She killed someone really close to me.

I'm not gonna let that happen again.

David, you need to help me.

Do you understand?

Do you understand what I'm telling you?

Please.

Help me.

Look, she's hurt us all.

David, your brother needs your help.

Are you an angel?

I'm Christine McKay, I'm just trying to help.

| already have a police officer helping me.

Where you going, asshole?

This is Goddard.

I'm on my way.

Hello again.

Nina, always good to see you.

Here, let me make you a drink.

Oh, Osterizer, you want a drink too?

Oh, was that a no?

For the last time, where are the plates?

In the china cabinet.

Why are you hiding them?

You don't use them.

You're hiding something.

Someone else knows where they are, am | right?

You're reaching for shit now, Nina.

Only one person knew where those plates were.

Where are the plates?

Drop your guns.

What are you gonna do, McKay, kill another cop?

Damn right.

- You hit like a girl, McKay. - Thank you.

Now you're pissing me off.

Nobody likes a dirty cop.

Okay, asshole, start it up.

Let's go for a ride.

McKay, | expect a full report on my desk tomorrow morning.

| didn't know I was coming back.

I did.

So, | guess I'm out of bodyguard.

I guess so.

What if | need protection?

Don't you carry that in your wallet?

Yeah, for special occasions.

Oh.

You wanna join me for a special occasion?