All language subtitles for Freaky.Deaky.2012.1080p.AMZN.WEB-DL.DDP2.0.H.2

$900 in cash inside is it Philomena
Hazelton that has it is it

skip Shippey or is it Irene Smith
well we'll find out just a

moment Irene you think you're the
one that has $900 because if

so hang on to it or you could trade
it for the big box of Cody

mix on our display floor which Jay
is just dying to describe for us

Say, Juicy!

Juicy!

Get the phone!

Say, man!

Juicy!

Where you at?

Motherfucker.

Soon as I sit my ass down, I gotta
do everything around here.

Hell, I'll pay him for it.

Hold on, goddamn it!

I'm coming!

Who is this?

You sitting down?

Moselle, is that you?

Are you sitting down?

You have to be sitting down for
when I tell you something.

Oh, baby, you sound different.

What's wrong?

Are you sitting down?

Yes, I am.

I've sat the fuck down.

Are you gonna talk to me or what?

Hey, I'm supposed to tell you that
when you get up, honey, what's

left of your drug-dealing ass gonna
go clear through the ceiling.

What?

Excuse me, folks.

Someone sending him a message?

That makes sense.

Otherwise, why not just shoot
the fucker, right?

A couple of years ago, we found a guy
in the trunk of Booker's car.

Two in the back of the head.

Walked with probation.

He's a bad fucking dude, man.

Well, if there's such a
thing as justice in

the world, we just leave
his butt sitting there.

Let him work it out.

I don't know where nobody at.

I've been calling.

You see Juicy Mouth?

Who's Juicy Mouth?

He's the sucker that's supposed
to be guarding my body!

I gotta go to the toilet, man.

So what did the woman
on the phone say?

She said, if I get up, I'm blowing up.

That's all?

That's all.

That's all there is.

Watch yourself. Hey, hey, hey,
hey, Saint Jack, man.

-Be careful.
-Sit tight.

Oof.

Don't give me no hmm shit, man.

What's under there? What's
underneath there?

About ten sticks of dynamite

Can't you're sitting on it.

Hey, come back here

I'm gonna miss being on the bomb squad
Mary must be jumping up and down.

She finally got her way
Haven't told her yet.

I'm waiting till I get reassigned
Maybe homicide, huh?

Yeah, I wouldn't mind would
marry Come on man

of the season don't be so serious

She threw my ass out on Thursday night
toss me out banging somebody else

Well, maybe not homicide
I've been charged with

involvement and what has come to be
known as the Watergate affair

♪

♪

An Allied force of more
than 8,000 men today

tightened its hold on the
Mekong Delta, trapping

an undetermined number of North
Vietnamese and Viet Cong.

National Guardsmen opened fire on

demonstrators at Kent State
University in Ohio.

Three people were dead on arrival at the
hospital and one more died later.

They were all, most of them were
just plain gunned down.

♪

♪

And I want to say this to
the television audience,

that I welcome this kind
of examination, because

people have got to know whether or
not their president's a crook.

Well, I'm not a crook.

♪

I have some very sad news,
Martin Luther King

was shot and killed tonight
in Memphis, Tennessee.

Somebody shot Kennedy right
behind the kitchen,

in this corridor here, as
he was passing through.

The parents of kidnapped Patricia
Hearst today heard directly

from their daughter for the first
time since she was kidnapped.

♪

♪

♪

Son of a bitch.

Hello?

My car's just been stolen.

Mind giving me a lift
to my dad's place?

Sure, but doesn't he need a car?

Nah, he's in Florida.

Just gonna borrow his caddy.

Why don't you get bored in here?

♪

Here's one for you.

♪

I want to report a rape

I'm sergeant Mankowski.

This is sergeant Downey.

She can Sergeant I better
get out of here great.

My husband hates it when I'm
late You're in good hands

So, did this happen to
somebody you know?

Somebody in your family?

It happened to me.

Okay.

When?

Friday, about 2 a.m.

Do you know the suspect?

Mr. Woodrow Ricks is his name.

And what's your name?

My real name is Greta Wyatt.

My stage name is Ginger Lenova.

So, you're an actress?

I'm an actor.

You don't say actress anymore.

And where did this assault take place?

It was at Mr. Ricks' mansion
in Bloomfield Hills.

I don't know the address,
but if you want to meet

him, he has dinner at the Wolverine
Club every night.

All right, so you're
out on a date with

this guy and he brings you
back to this place.

No, I was with his brother, Mark.

We were at a party at his house.

Here's how I make millions.

I make motion pictures.

There were other girls there too.

There was some girl named Robin
that Mark was all over.

It was when I went upstairs to change,
to dry off and put my dress back on.

I forgot to mention everyone
had to go swimming or Woody

said that his chauffeur would throw
you in with your clothes on.

You went upstairs?

Uh-huh, and Woody came in and I asked

him to leave in a nice
way, but he wouldn't.

Did he, you know, perform the act?

Yeah, I guess, as far
as he was concerned.

It was just after a few minutes he

rolled off on me on the
bed and went to sleep.

All right, what's going
to make this difficult

is you're reporting a-on-one
type of situation.

Happened a few days ago.

There's no evidence.

So you aren't going to do anything?

Well, if you'll cooperate,
we can at least

bring him in, see if we can
get him to admit it.

Woody put it a little differently.

Said if I cooperate, we
could fall in love.

♪

The man should be back presently
Is that right?

What are you telling me for?

See up there on the sign no parking
and you the police ain't you?

My sporty attire give it away must be
how you got something wrong with

your ribs make your coat stick out all
funny Where'd you do your time?

Jackson No, no Marquette, right?

Man, what you coming down on me
for cuz you're about an inch

away from fucking with me, but
you know better Oh, man, you

right out of a book old-time dick
like all of them dumb as shit

-Stop it!
-Help me!

Ow!

Is that Woody?

-Yeah.
-She's crazy.

Let's get out of here.

You OK?

Look at me. Come on. Look
at me. What's going on?

I asked you to cooperate.

You turned into Charlie
Bronson with a purse.

I'm sorry.

You.

Put your hands on the car.

Put your hands on the fucking car.

You know how to do it. All right.
But don't touch me, understand?

Don't touch me. Sir, I'm
a police officer.

I need you to step out of the car.

That. She was hitting
him in the purse.

Step out of the fucking car.

Danelle!

Who is this?

Danelle, he's resisting arrest.

Explain it to him.

Shit. You ain't never going
to bring him up.

Print that man his lawyer.

Sue your police ass.

I'm going to get these guys to
drive us to the station.

Peck of wood.

Sit up here, OK?

And don't say a fucking word to Woody.

You're asking for a lot.

Do not!

Don't! Why are you even
in this car now?

What, you expect me to drive you?

You want to drive us, Danelle.

You just don't know it yet.

Move it, Woody.

Cut!

What do you think?

That was beautiful, right?

It's a newbie!

I'm groovy and you're not.

Hey, check to make sure the
stunt guy's okay there.

♪

♪

You got Robin?

Hello, Skip.

Hold my pants down and
smack me three times.

Come here, girl.

Oh, sweetie.

Oh.

Darling, look at you.

Oh, my god.

Yeah, you look gorgeous.

See that? How long you
been here? A while.

-A while, huh?
-See that?

That was great. When the car came,
that's called the kush shot.

When the car hits the
water, it goes kush.

You like your work, huh?

Movies, it's a lot of bullshit,
but I guess it's pretty fun.

There's a story in today's paper
that made me think of you.

Yeah? About the drug dealer
getting blown up.

Yeah, I saw that.

Somebody slipping dynamite under him.

Wasn't me, though.

I was working.

I haven't set off any dynamite in,
I should say, it's been a while.

I bet you still know how.

I bet I do.

I kept a journal, you know,
of everything we ever did.

Oh, I always liked your writing.

You had a real mean sound.

You're still doing it, right?

I did notes from underground
for a couple of years.

Liberation News Surface picked it up.

Yeah?

Now I write historical romance novels.

You had a pretty wild ride.

You should write your own stuff.
It'd be more exciting.

I have a better idea.

My apartment's right
around the corner.

I have some acid.

You are setting me up for something.

You got a dirty trick in mind.

You need the skipper to help
you pull it off, don't you?

The air is heavy.

Hey, Skip.

See? Remember the night we
got arrested and you said

there was no way that anyone
could have recognized us?

Well, I made a list of names of everybody
that had contact with us.

And I've crossed off all the names
until finally, I'm left with two.

Mark Ricks.

Yeah, I remember him.

He had that bullhorn.

He used to get everybody worked
up into a lather.

They'd start chanting.

Woody Ricks?

Yeah, that was the brother.

Always stoned.

Yeah, he was always sloppy.

Yeah, he was doing that
little wiggle dance,

trying to get his pants
out of his butt crack.

Well, guess what happened
when Mom finally drank

herself under and they did
a reading of the will?

Mom's fave got paid?

Woody scored something
like 50 million.

Plus the house.

50?

Holy shit.

I bet the other one didn't get shit
for being a smartass, huh?

He's always picking on his brother.

Woody bought Mark a theater
in Pontiac.

Now Mark does musicals.

All right, so let me see
if I got this straight.

You think these two turned us in.

Now they're sitting on 50 mil.

And you're feeling like
they owe you a piece.

Is that about it?

We feel like they owe us a piece.

You are setting me up just like
you used to, and I love it.

Uh-huh, uh-huh.

I'm gonna need to get
us some explosives.

Dynamite and acid, that's
a combo that'll

Star Trek you right back
to the good old days.

But what if these two ain't
the ones that set us up?

What difference does it make?

Dynamite, Skip, that's your service.

We're officially entering
the straight world.

I'm going after them tonight.

All of a sudden?

Mark's picture is in the paper today.

Honorary chairman for a benefit to
raise money for the governor.

What he's going to?

It's a buffet cruise
around the marina.

You're going?

No, I'm gonna stake it out.

All right, well, I'll call you after I

get to Maryville and line
up some hot sticks.

I hope my contact's still there.

Skip, I forgot to mention.

Guess who Woody's driver is.

Donnell Lewis.

Remember the party to raise
bail for the Panthers?

It was at Mark and Woody's.

I remember you coming
out of the bathroom

with some brother wearing
a leather coat.

That was Donnell?

I don't know.

I can't remember.

Robin, listen, I got an ear
for bullshit, honey.

All right, I've been working in the
movie business a long time.

Now, if I'm gonna come
along on this little

ride, I don't want any
more surprises, okay?

That's why I told you.

Got a VIP seat right here.

My butt's dry docked right now because
it's getting a paint job.

Baby blue, baby.

I don't know.

Your brother says, uh, he's had his eye on
my talent for quite a long time now.

Oh, yeah, well, don't worry about him.

He's just...

He's celebrating.

I basically run the show.

Oh, hang on a minute.

You...

You... I want to know where have you
been and why haven't you called me?

Well, let's see.

I did time.

That's one thing.

33 months and 10 days.

I couldn't believe that, but then
I heard you're back in town.

I've written two historical
romance novels.

You're putting me on.

With a lot of rape in adverbs.

Oh.

Listen, why don't you join us?

We're going back to my brother's
for a little after-party.

Give us a little chance to...

talk.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, no!

Okay.

-Yes.
-Oh.
-Okay, how was that for you?

It wasn't bad.

It wasn't bad?

Okay.

What is that?

-It wasn't bad?
-It wasn't good?

Uh, where are you going?

The bathroom.

Ah.

Party's in full swing.

Ooh.

♪♪ You really turned me on, babe.

Glad I finally found a purpose.

Wow.

When I look at you, I get on a rush
like I could just do anything!

Ow!

Why can't you?

I told you, Woody.

He holds me back, smothers me.

Well, he resents you.

Your looks.

Personality.

He always has been jealous.

Always.

Now he's getting back at me.

He thinks it's funny.

You know, I tell him it's not
fair, and he grins at me.

So there's no chance he'll
ever cut you in.

Not unless he dies.

This is way beyond your call of duty.

This car is beautiful.

Well, don't get too excited.

It's my dad's.

He's in Florida.

The doctor said it's
just a mild sprain.

Oh, great.

-That's good.
-Good to hear.

What's wrong?

I've been suspended.

They kick you out, why?

You want the official reason
or the real one?

Both.

Well, the real reason is because
I put Woody in jail.

His lawyer called the mayor's office.

They dropped it on the department.

Got the assault charge against Woody
withdrawn on the grounds

that he was the one assaulted, not
you, and that I overreacted.

So that's the real reason,
what's the official one?

Having a residence outside
the city limits.

You're kidding, you have
to live in Detroit?

Yeah, it's one of the rules.

So why don't you?

Well, I did.

Up until last week, my, um...

My girl kicked me out, so I'm
staying at my dad's place.

I got you fired.

No, you did not.

Woody did.

I don't want you to give that
another thought, okay?

I'll handle it.

How about a grilled cheese
sandwich and a

cup of coffee if I have
any bread and coffee?

What you don't have is furniture.

Furniture can wait.

Hey, Mom.

Greta?

You like Greta or you like Ginger?

I like Ginger myself.

Who is this?

I represent Mr. Woody Riggs.

There seems to be something
that's understanding.

I believe we can settle this matter
and you will be happy, Ginger.

This is his lawyer?

Yeah, I'll talk with the man
and get back to you.

It's Woody's chauffeur pretending
to be his lawyer.

It's done out.

They know where I live.

You'll be safer at my dad's, just until
I get this thing figured out, alright?

Look, I'm not a kid.

I don't need you to take care of me.

I know that.

-Ready?
-Listen.

So now you're waiting, but hoping maybe
he'll drink himself to death?

Mark?

Huh?

What would you say if you
didn't have to wait?

If Woody were to suddenly disappear?

Huh.

In a cloud of smoke?

Is this like a magic trick?

Something like it, only better.

Better.

Because once he disappears,
he never comes back.

What would you say to that?

I'd say how much is a trick
like that worth?

Fifty million, right?

That might not be that much.

There's one thing you have to do.

What?

Give me a key to Woody's limo.

Okay.

Don't look so surprised, Skip.

You get me that key, I'll put
the bomb in the truck.

He opens the door, great
balls of fire.

What if he opens the other door?

I'll wire him both.

Hey, Don Al, who'd you
rather pork, this

brunette or, uh, that Swedish broad?

Brunette?

Because she has my favorite
kind of body on her.

Right.

Hey, where's my weed?

Must have left it in the car.

Be right back.

And, like, two weeks ago,
I picked up most of

a whole pound of weed that
I left it in the...

Somebody don't like the man.

But, Mr. Woody, if the
brunette wouldn't

straighten her hair, I'd tell
the bimbo to get a wig.

Put on a musical.

Gets better with weed.

You got it.

♪

♪

pounds of dynamite

♪

real package of TNT

That's like-1-1, that's like-1-1.

Now here they are with their specialty
number, music to watch girls by.

Uh, may I help you?

How's my brother?

Beautiful.

The man remains above earthly shit
like police stations and jail.

The man's all the way alive
and into his pleasures.

I wish you wouldn't talk like that.

I know you do.

That's the one where
Carmen Miranda come

out with all that fruit
and shit on her head.

Where are my peanuts?

Got the munchies.

You got the munchies, huh?

Well, you done ate all the peanuts up.

Have to wait till I get some.

Doesn't he keep peanuts in his car?

I'll go look.

Where are the keys?

Yeah, the keys.

They're in the kitchen on
the hook by the door.

Wait now.

The peanuts have to be
in the back seat.

-Do you understand?
-The back, yeah.

I want to see this part.

We both do.

But I want my peanuts.

Your brother went to get them.

My brother?

What is my brother doing here?

We gonna find out.

Or we might never.

Look at this shit.

Look at how they're holding
their bananas.

I'm sure we're a happy kid.

Oh, yeah.

What do you want on your burger?

Uh, just ketchup, if you have it.

Dad's in Florida

Hello?

Hey, Jerry, what's up?

You're kidding.

Yeah.

Yeah.

I'll be there.

Alright.

That was my partner.

Somebody blew up Woody's limo.

Homicide wants to talk to me.

-Why?
-Because it was meant for Woody?

I guess they figure if you can take a bomb
apart, you can put one together.

Mankowski, you going to confess or
I have to beat it out of you?

It wasn't me, I swear.

That's enough of that shit.

The other people are going
to want to talk to you.

Jesus Christ.

I think this one should be easy.

Man gets a bomb put in his car, it must
be somebody not liking him, right?

Or somebody gains from it.

Except the only one that gained,

according to Woody, is the
one that got blown up.

I think that's what Woody told me.

What about Donnell?

Man's been arrested for assault, robbery,
extortion, causing disturbances.

How does he get next to Woody?

Well, they claimed they'd known
each other for a long time.

Says Mr. Woody took him
in, changed his life.

All right, what was his
brother doing outside?

Mark wanted to get Woody some peanuts.

And I ask, Woody?

Comes like a scheduled burnout.

What if it was Donnell that set it up?

Somehow he gets Mark to come
outside to get the peanuts.

That's possible.

I might be able to use a
guy like you, Chris.

You ever decide to move back to town?

See, with these kind of
folks, you got to

kind of know how to step
outside, so to speak.

Let them do their own kind
of freaky deaky.

What, the sexy dance?

People are shooting each other over.

Two homicides come to light.

You freaky deek with somebody else's
woman, you get seriously hurt.

You could get lucky.

Depends how you look at it.

And now for the latest
on the car bombing...

I can catch my hand.

Look at that.

I can catch my own hand.

Now what do we do?

God damn it, Skip, if
you would have just

waited for Mark to get
the key to the limo.

Let's go back to the original plan.

We blow up his fucking house.

It might be too soon.

The sooner the better.

While it's still ringing in his
ears to deliver the message.

Holy shit, these guys are serious.

I hear you're out of these.

Heard if you hadn't run out of nuts, the
guy's brother would still be alive.

What's his name?

Mark?

Somebody else would have
opened up the car door.

Can't imagine Woody opening the door.

I mean, that's what he's
got you for, right?

Open doors?

What else do you do for
him down there?

Maybe call up a young lady, tell her there
appears to be a misunderstanding.

Wait, now, what's this
shit you give me?

-When I did?
-You called Greta Wyatt.

Tell me again who she is?

She's the one you're
gonna see in court

when Woody's brought up
on a rape charge.

So what you telling me?

You speaking for the lady, huh?

He needs lawyers, right?

Yeah.

I see you come to visit,
drive up a new caddy.

You manage on about maybe three
bills a week, take home.

Yeah, I see you interested in
payoffs, rake-offs, get the

bitch to hold out when I'm willing
to make a generous offer.

What the fuck did you just call her?

Hey, shit, you her lawyer.

What else? Gonna protect
her good name?

I tell you right now, I saw her in bed
with a man doing a job on him, too.

Where is he?

Who, Mr. Woody?

Having his swim.

Let's go talk to him.

Man, you love being a cop, don't you?

Is he all right?

All the way alive as
you want him to be.

I don't see him breathing.

Watch his tummy.

See it move?

Right there.

So that's what it's like
to be rich, huh?

Whatever turns you on.

Why does somebody want him dead?

The dude cop asked me that every
way he could think of.

He wants to know, was it me?

I ask him, what's my game?

I understand he had a friend here on Friday
night, a woman he used to know.

Yeah, there was one here.

Come with Mark.

I was trying to think of her name.

Robin?

Yeah, Robin Abbott.

Oh, you sneaky.

We talking about the bombs.

Now you have us back on the
other conversation.

You're looking for somebody
who was here Friday,

could be a witness, testify
against Mr. Woody, huh?

Mr. Woody, brought you some peanuts.

See what he's doing, Mr. Woody?

Wants to get on your good side.

Where's he going?

Have a cold shower, wake him up.

He'll be back in a minute.

Start his cocktail out.

You ever swim with him?

Man, getting all wet's never
been one of my pleasures.

You don't know how to swim, huh?

That can happen when you grow
up in the projects.

Some guys turn to crime.

How much are you gonna
offer Miss Wyatt?

Motherfucker, you're
lucky you're a cop.

All right.

Can't hear you.

Five thousand.

Let me give you a hand.

I get confused sometimes, um...

everything that's been happening
since my brother passed away.

Mr. Hicks, you're planning
to make an offer to a

young lady so she won't sign
a complaint against

you on this rape charge we've
been talking about?

Oh, yeah, that's right.

I'm a friend of hers.

I didn't know that.

You're talking about Ginger.

No, I didn't rave her.

She was in my bedroom.

Didn't have on the stitch of clothes.

She's standing there.

What would you do?

I mean, if she wasn't
a friend of yours.

Wait a minute.

Let's forget the whole thing.

Um...

I think $10,000 sounds
fair, don't you?

It was based on what my time is worth.

I think that's how we did it.

$10,000?

Donnell said that maybe she would rather
have cash instead of a check.

Did you mention this to your lawyer?

My lawyer?

No.

Donnell's cheaper.

He only went to the 10th grade, but
he knows how to talk to people.

He's smart.

He'll surprise you.

The kind of fella you can rely on.

You betcha.

You ever look at a dog and wonder
what he's thinking?

All the time.

Kind of the same thing
with Woody, right?

Right?

I guess it's true.

I look at a guy like
that, with all his

money, and I'm thinking,
what good does he do?

What the fuck is he good for?

You know, doesn't serve any purpose.

How many people do?

Mr. Woody, something's bothering me.

Now, what the police will do is talk
to the people who were here Friday.

Try to find one to tell
them Ginger went

upstairs and you went
up there after her.

I'm saying that Ginger doesn't
accept your generous offer.

Now, I doubt your friends noticed you
were gone, flying high on the

blow and all, but there was this one lady
here, one of your regular groups.

She had on a brown dress.

Oh,

Robin.

Robin Abbey, right?

Robin, she was something else.

Yeah.

What did the police get her
for back in the day?

It was... It was the FBI
for that time that

she and her boyfriend blew
up that cop car.

You don't remember that?

I must have been gone.

You know what she used to do
for if she needed money?

She used to unbutton
her shirt, and then

she'd open it up, and she'd
let me see her goodies.

Let you see them, huh?

Yeah.

Listen, Woody, you telling me this
woman knows how to set bombs?

Yeah.

Yeah. Let's set it in the bushes up close
to one of the concrete lines.

Why there?

Cause that way, when I call, I can
say some badass shit to Woody

like, When you hear the lion roar,
then you know we mean business.

Shit.

Then, you get to have me.

Right now?

We need condoms.

All right, look.

I forgot my wallet.

You gotta loan me five bucks.

Are you sure you don't
want your dad's room?

No, no my stuff is in the other
bedroom, so it's all yours

Good night.

Good night, Grace.

♪

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♪

♪

♪

♪

-Minkowski!
-Are you coming or not?

Give me some wrappers.

Oh, weenie wrappers, huh?

Here they are.

What kind do you like?

I don't care.

Any kind will do.

Do you like the sheepskin
or the premium latex?

Latex.

Do you like the regular,
flavored, or studded?

Yeah, the new Herb Pleasure
are very popular.

Well, this one is the economy pack.

Get three dozen for $7.59.

I'll tell you what, you get me a dozen
of these boxes right here.

Just lay them right down
here in this jacket.

While he's doing that, you
unload the register.

And then lay down on the ground.

You unload, you load.

All right?

That's it.

Hey, hey, Kenny, Kenny.

What's this?

I don't want any of this rib shit.

I want regular. Regular.

How many did you get 432
we can always get more

♪

I think I need a different stage name.

Gingela Nova doesn't end with
a smile when you say it.

Like Sweeney.

Say it.

Sweeney.

Your mouth forms a smile.

What about Mankowski?

Huh?

Ginger Mankowski.

Say that.

Yeah?

When is your father gonna start charging
you rent, you freeloader?

Oh, hey, Maureen.

Let's, uh, sort it down,
these sex crimes.

What's that?

Yeah. I have the address
on Robin Abbott.

Hang on.

Twenty-five...

-Five...
-Five-fifty?

-No.
-Fifteen?

-No.
--five-fifty.

Five-fifty or...

-No, fifty.
-Five-fifteen.

Come on.

Or five-twenty.

-Are you okay?
--five-fifty.

I can't...

-Five-fif...
-Yeah.
-Five...

Hang on a second.

Ma'am.

You're gonna have to ask her to
put that thing away, okay?

5.15, Hanfield.

No.

Soon as you have your breakfast, we
have to tend to some business.

Mr. Woody, what you do, you put your
underwear on first, then you sit

down on the floor and put your trousers
on so you don't kill yourself.

I want to see my horoscope.

I'll get it for you.

Read it with your breakfast.

We have to talk about getting this bomb
mess cleaned up, have it hauled away.

You want me to take care of it?

Call somebody.

When this paper come, I'm
going to get it for you.

We have to talk about getting
your new limousine,

what kind you want, what you
want in it, all that.

I want a Cadillac.

That's cool.

But what we have to do first,
Mr. Woody, is see how

you want to change the will now
that your brother's gone.

I thought me and you could rough
it out, you understand?

Put it all down on a piece
of paper and you sign it.

You know, just in case you don't talk
to your lawyer for a while.

I want...

a silver one.

Mr. Woody, you want to look
up here a minute?

Now, you understand.

It could happen again.

Bam! You get taken out, you're
not even looking.

You don't even hear it.

That's why I'm saying, you got
to change your will, man.

Mr. Woody, in case anything might happen
you don't even know about.

Will you get the paper?

I'll tell you where we're at.

Maureen looks for Robin as a possible
witness in a sexual assault case.

But now, Robin is a suspect in
a homicide investigation.

Homicide's going to take priority.

I thought about Woody's offer.

I think I'm gonna take it.

It's up to you.

You think I'm wrong?

It's strange when I when I see him
as this pathetic creature It

almost changes how I picture
him sexually assaulting me

Honestly, I don't even
know, because of the

condition I was in, if he even
stuck his weenie in me.

Well, it's still criminal sexual conduct,
any way you look at it.

If we can prove it.

Time to get your financial
ass in order.

Don't be putting off making your will.

Put in there who's ever been most loyal
to you, whoever cleans up your messes.

Tricky dip.

♪

♪

Mr. Ricks residence.

Let me speak to him, please.

Mr. Ricks can't be disturbed.

Want to tell me who's calling?

I want to tell him I'm sorry
about his brother.

I want to tell him it was an accident.

What was?

His brother getting blown up.

I want to tell him I hope the same
thing doesn't happen to him.

I could tell him that.

But I want to make sure
he understands.

If you tell him, you're taking
quite a responsibility.

Don't you think?

How much you looking to get?

One million.

Can you remember to tell him that?

I believe so.

Would that be cash or would
you take a check?

You want to play?

In about two minutes, you'll
hear the way I play.

It's going to roar in your fucking
ears so you don't forget.

Hey, it's cool.

I'll tell him.

Sergeant Downey, and this
is Sergeant Mankowski.

We understand you were
at a party at the

home of Mr. Woodrow Ricks
last Friday evening.

Was it Friday?

Yeah, I guess it was.

Uh, so, do you recall meeting
a Greta Wyatt there?

I wasn't really introduced to anybody.

So, um, the only person you
remember is Mark Ricks.

And his brother, of course.

Hey, you're not Nicole Robinette
by any chance.

I'm afraid so.

Do you remember a Greta
Wyatt going upstairs?

I don't know who Greta Wyatt is.

You have a lot of books.

You have much time to read?

Never enough.

Really?

Not even while you were incarcerated?

I'm afraid I'm going to have
to ask you to leave.

You don't want to talk
about old times?

Maybe fill us in on how
you got busted?

I don't want to talk to you
about anything, okay?

Now leave.

Don't say another word.
Just get the fuck out.

Listen to this.

It says, you have a sense of
inner and outer harmony.

Hmm. This would be a perfect day
to take singing lessons.

You may have talent.

What do you think?

Well, yeah, if we have the time.

We got us a couple of more pressing
matters to come up.

First thing, we need to find somebody

who knows how to get a
bomb out of the pool.

How did a bomb get in the pool?

Let's come back to it.

We also have a matter
this lady called.

Says she gonna blow you up if you
don't give her some money.

Call the police.

They'll take care of it.

I'm afraid of what she might do.

You know, like, she might be a crazy
woman and it set her off.

Well, how much does she want?

Yeah, she say, uh, like, $2 million,
cash money, no checks.

Get it from the bank
and have it ready.

Yeah, she said to have it ready,
you know, like, in a box.

So then when she phones again and
tells us the time and place

she wants it, you're supposed to
give it to me and I deliver it.

Did you learn anything?

She won't be any help to
us for the assault.

Yeah, I did learn that much.

Can I make a suggestion?

Tell Wendell to get a judge
to sign a warrant

so you can come over here
and search the place.

What are you looking for, bombs?

Explosive materials and literature.

Also, there's a little red notebook.

She covered it up with papers while
you were talking to her.

Well, you know you're in
a legal gray area.

You can get into a lot of trouble pretending
you're still on active duty.

Or I could crack the case.

I guess it's how you look at it.

Put this down.

I want

to cross Mark out.

Cross out Mark.

Mr. Woody, you understand the lawyer
knows who to take out of the will.

What we have to do is tell him
who you want to go in.

Hmm.

Bye!

You know, what I used to believe was

that, um, red things were best for

hangovers, and a really
bad hangover, I'd

chuck a, uh, vial of ketchup.

I got to hand it to you, the notebook
validates her motive.

She blames the Ricks boys
for turning her in.

You're having fun being
suspended, aren't you?

Except for the pay, yeah.

Do two things for me.

Don't impersonate a cop.

And don't tell me what you're doing.

Unless I get something good.

That goes without saying.

Whatever you say.

Hey, wait.

Take a minute.

See if you think this guy knows
anything about setting bombs.

Smoke?

Who the fuck are you?

Sergeant Mankowski.

Mankowski?

You're the last one to see
my man Booker alive.

Listen, why don't you just
tell us who set the bomb?

Just step outside and let my man
get blown up by himself.

If it don't mean shit to you,
it don't mean shit to me.

Why the fuck are we even
talking about it?

You know what I think I'm going to do?

What's that?

Get married.

You have to be in love, Mr. Woody.

It's the law.

No, I'm serious.

I mean, not right away.

No, but soon.

And there's someone I like already.

The blonde.

You mean the one that says
you raped her and

wants to take you to court and
have you thrown in jail?

The tall one.

The one with the shaved bush.

That's hot.

You didn't tell me that.

Ginger.

She the one, huh?

I'm in love with her,

-and...
-I could put her in the will.

You could, but let's see if you
have anybody closer to you.

I can't think of anybody.

Go through the alphabet.

A, B, C, D...

You know anybody you like, name
starts with a D, Mr. Woody?

Yeah, are we supposed to wear glasses?

We talking about Ds, Mr. Woody.

Come on, let's see what we have.

I think, what do I need
to wear glasses for?

I can see all right, but that's why I

do not want to take singing lessons.

I thought of somebody, Mr. Woody.

Who?

Myself.

I would be proud to be in your will.

Oh yeah, well you're going
to be in the will.

I said you know somebody starts with
a D, you didn't say nothing.

Well, I was waiting for
you to get to the L.

Damn, you're way ahead of me, huh?

You know what I've been thinking was,

I want to write a novel.

And I can dictate it to you like
we're doing right now.

Shit.

I don't know.

We're not interrupting
anything, are we?

I mean, if Mr. Woody's floating in the
pool, we can always come back.

No, he's not floating today.

-He'd be glad to see you.
-Come on in.

Come in.

Mr. Whitty, look who come to see you.

Ginger and that nice police officer
come around collecting again.

Boy, oh, boy.

Ginger, is that you?

Sit down and have a drink.

Done now?

Yeah, this is the one with
the shaved bush.

Yeah, that's right.

I'm gonna need to have a
word with your officer.

Mr. Woody here fixed Ginger up.

He's got a bar there with
a fridge in it.

I wasn't fine with Mr. Woody
last time I was here.

Are you gonna behave yourself?

Oh, boy, oh, boy.

Come with me.

I got something that's
gonna interest you.

♪

♪

Ah non, ce n'est pas Jacqueline.

♪

♪

All I want to know is
how much you want.

How much I want for what?

Clean the pool.

$10,000.

And if Woody stops payment on the check,
I'll put the bomb back in the pool.

♪

♪

gee

Do you like Busby Barkley?

♪

That's some mean-looking shit.

Yeah, somebody did a half-ass
job of rigging it.

The screw wasn't set in tight
enough to the clock.

You knew it, didn't you?

You look at that shit
lying at the bottom

of the pool, you knew
it wasn't going off.

That's why people like me like to
get hired by people like you.

What'd he say?

He'll never believe this.

He asked me to marry him.

Oh, come on.

I'm not kidding.

He said, like, just settle
this and I'll leave.

There's no way in the world
I'd ever marry you.

Just tell him you want the money.

I feel sorry for him.

What does that mean?

Okay, well, can't I feel
sorry for him?

I guess, if you want to.

Well, I didn't get a marriage proposal,
but I didn't do too bad.

Ten grand for cleaning out his pool.

Maybe I can take you to a nice
place for dinner tonight.

When I called today, did you
have any idea who it was?

Yeah, I knew.

You did not.

Girl, I'm being nice to you.

How long I can manage
is something else.

See, I have to get back
home soon, in case Mr.

Woody wake up in the dark and
don't know where he at.

Did you present my demands to Woody?

Yeah, I presented your demands.

I'm trying to think what
Mr. Woody said.

I think he said, oh, really,
something like that.

Well, obviously, the
bomb didn't go off.

If it would have, it would
have been on the news.

We have to trust each other.

You and I have had some good times
over the years, haven't we?

Remember when we...

Girl, I ought to tell you, that wasn't

the last time I had any
pussy, understand?

I've had some since then.

Now, you're the one that
called the meeting.

Let me tell you what I feel about
this, the kind of vibes I get.

A person that sends bombs, they
ain't the heavy shit.

What I see you doing, you thinking how
you can use me being on the inside.

You're not thinking in favor of
me, not unless it helps you.

We both make out.

I'm gonna tell you something.

There's a dude who knows
what you're doing.

Who is he?

Name's Mankowski.

I know him.

He's a cop.

Used to be.

They suspended his ass, threw him out.

But he keeps coming around,
you know what I'm saying?

Comes by with his hand out.

The man's looking to score.

But that's only the one problem.

I see another one.

Do you, Freaky Dink?

Girl, you crazy.

♪

♪

♪

♪

What's the other problem?

I see too many people.

Like my partner?

Boy, and I'm telling you, I don't see

cutting it three ways when
we don't need to.

That's what you're worried about?

Fine.

You get half of a two-way split.

Yeah, and how do you expect
a man to pay you cash?

That's one way.

You dumb as shit We could actually
get paid by Jack.

There's a way He could stop payment.

I said this way to do it Yeah

But I get a million, you get less.

Whatever you want.

Right on, baby.

♪

♪

Monday morning, as soon as the
bank opens, Woody calls the

trust department and transfers 1.7 million
to the commercial account.

Oh, we just hold a gun up
to his head, is that it?

That's crazy.

You just cancel the check right after.

Not if he's dead.

He can't.

I suppose if you decide to
cut downhill out, we

just place a nice explosive,
and the two of them

get buried under a pile of
rubble, is that right?

Now, there's an idea.

But the cops are going to know that
he signed a check over to us.

One of our names is going to be on it.

The check is going to be made
out to, are you ready?

Nicole Robinette.

Woody doesn't know it
yet, but he's buying

motion picture rights to
both of my novels.

Sheesh.

Vander, how are you?

♪

♪

♪

Hello?

Robin, it's Skip.

Robin, what's the matter?

Who is this?

I just told you, it's Skip.

Hello?

Hi, it's Chris Mankowski.

You just called, didn't you?

And you hung up on me.

Tried to call you back, but you must
have been talking to Skip.

Who?

Skip.

You know, the guy you went down with
for, uh, blowing up the car.

Hang up and call Donnell this time.

If he hasn't already told
you about me, ask him.

Mankowski.

Well, if you are going to be downtown

later, I'll meet you at
the Hart Plaza bar.

Hello?

I need a favor.

Okay.

We need to send the nosy cop
on a little vacation.

Yeah, I understand.

Yeah, I'll do it.

But right now, I'm doing
something else.

♪

Wake up, Mr. Woody.

I finished typing your new will.

Sign it, and then we
can go for a swim.

I, Woodrow Ricks, being a sound-minded
body, wish to leave at least

$5 million to my best friend, Donnell
Lewis, if and when I ever die.

Lord, have mercy.

Lord, have mercy.

Yes?

It's Juicy.

Juicy, Miles. Tell me what
you've been doing.

I'm in a bad mood.

Motherfucker's on homicide.

I've been sitting in the closet. That's
been the same shit over and over.

I got a man for you.

You need to be vamped on.

What you charge?

Break his leg, put him in the
hospital by the month.

Nah, I'm tired.

Take you two minutes from the time
he steps out of his caddy.

Polak named Mankowski.

Not near as bad as you.

Mankowski?

Shit, I know that name.

That man's a cop.

Huh.

That man messed up with Mr. Woody.

Got his ass suspended.

Ain't got a badge or a gun no more.

Took his gun, huh?

Mm-hmm.

Yeah, that's the motherfucker that
let Booker blow himself up.

I thought that was you
and Moselle did that.

I wasn't there.

You know what I'm saying?

He was there.

He let my man blow himself up.

Yeah.

I bust his legs good.

Uh, just the one.

I'll get you a deal for
the same price.

I'll put his ass away.

Juicy, how much for just the one leg?

Hey, you got a cold?

I'm cold. I'm cold. I'm cold.
I'm cold. I'm cold.

Yes.

So, where's Robin?

We ever met, you and I?

Nope.

First time.

I gotta ask.

How did you make me?

Well, Skip, I know you're
not a cardiologist.

All right?

Maybe it's a ponytail.

Thanks.

Maybe you just look dirty.

Where's Robin?

Right about now.

She, uh...

She's across the street in that parking lot,
just sitting there in her red bug.

Hey, Sergeant Mankowski.

Wanna see why they call
me Juicy Mountain?

Do I have to?

Okay, put it back.

This the motherfucker let
Booker blow herself up.

And you're the motherfucker that was
supposed to be guarding his body?

That ain't nice, Tom.

Make it easy on you.

No fuss, stick your leg
out, put your foot on

the bumper of that car, we'll
be done and gone.

You want to break my leg?

Listen, I told the person I'd
do more, but he said nah.

I'm gonna put him away.

Just put him in the hospital a while.

What person are we talking about?

Can't take you there, man.

Kind of like how a lawyer won't tell
you shit, but I don't give no shit.

Check it out, it's the same
thing is what I'm saying.

This motherfucker is just
like an attorney, man.

See?

See that?

Man, you ain't supposed
to have that back.

This is the part where you fellas run.

I'm gonna count to two.

One.

Two.

Did you see?

Who is it?

What's my leg busting?

It's Donnell, right?

Are you pretending you're invisible?

All right, I need an answer, so I'm gonna
show you what Clint would do, okay?

♪

Okay.

Do you see?

Do you see?

♪

It's done out, right

Say it

You know, you could have just told me.

It'd save me from having
to fuck up your car.

What, this?

It's not my car.

I can't sleep maybe a drink will help

Hey, partner.

Kareem Abdul-Jabbar, how'd
you get in here?

It wasn't hard.

Was it?

Hmm?

You gonna tell me what
you're doing here?

We're here because you fucked up.

Wait, now.

First, I gotta run upstairs and get
the man settled with his nightcap.

Bring our stuff in.

All of it?

We're going to use it, aren't we?

Hmm?

Woo-hoo!

Your boy Skip's kind of an
outpatient, is he not?

-Yeah.
-Whoa, hey, hey!

Don't bring that shit in here.

It won't hurt you.

All we need is a place
to stash it, and

by Monday morning, I promise,
it'll be gone.

Mm-hmm.

You have a gun in the house?

Come on.

Put that shit in the garage.

Oh, yeah, this is good.

This deputy's a cold, dry place.

It's highly volatile.

-Oh!
-Jesus!
-Sorry.

Put that shit over by my golf shoes.

Easy does it.

Easy.

Alright, let's go.

A gun, sweetheart?

Used to have one.

-Didn't need it.
-Too bad.

Could've used it.

You wanna know why?

Tell me.

Your buddy the cop is gonna
come looking for you.

Kids you sent to do a
job on him blew it.

Good night.

Hi, this is Greta Wyatt.

Can you give your name
and number, please?

After you hear the beep,
I'll get back to you.

Uh, Greta, hi, it's Chris.

Listen, I really need to talk to you.

Good morning.

I was listening, and I was
hoping it was you.

Um, hey, I tried to call you earlier,
but nobody picked up.

You changed your message on your
little answer thing there, huh?

I think it may be retiring
Ginger Lenova.

You know there's nothing wrong
with Greta Wyatt, right?

Look, can we get together
later tonight?

They found my car, I gotta
go pick it up, and

then I gotta take care of
something at Woody's.

But I'll call you after?

Sounds good.

I'll miss you.

Miss you, too.

Um, stay put, okay?

I will.

Good morning.

Woody!

Hi!

Oh, you don't remember me?

Oh, Robin,

how much do you need?

Let's celebrate.

Donnell, get us some food for later.

Mr. Chinaman.

We don't need Donnell.

What'd you bring him in for?

I don't know.

I thought it was a good idea.

Did you decide where you're
gonna put the dynamite?

As soon as I figure that
out, it'll be easy.

Look, as soon as Donnell
gets back, why don't

you take him to the bathroom
or someplace, huh?

You do what you're good at.

I'll do what I'm good at. Maybe we'll
get lucky and pull this thing off.

Luck has nothing to do with it.

♪

Can you believe this guy?

Beautiful.

Well, while you were upstairs
getting laid, I was

down here taking care of the
stuff you asked me to do.

So can I have my piece of candy, Mama?

Where'd you put it?

Don't worry about it, but you're
gonna love how it works.

I'm sorry to barge in like this.

Well, you're here now.

I just want to talk to Woody a minute.

I want to give him back his check.

He's right there.

Go ahead.

Mr. Woody.

Look who come to see you.

Over this way, Mr. Woody.

Look, it's Ginger.

I should have called.

I'm sorry.

I have to go.

Oh, hey, he's waving to you.

Better get out the pool, Mr. Woody.

You're gonna be all wrinkled
like a prune.

Girl, you might as well make yourself
comfortable, sweetie.

You want something to drink?
Okay, one drink, please.

I bet I know what she'd like.

Chris, hi.

Uh, I was thinking, I don't
want Woody's money.

It feels gross.

I'm gonna give him back his check
and call up the wedding.

That was a joke.

Anyways, you said you were going over

there, so I guess I'll see
you in a little bit.

Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, shit.

Yeah! Perceiving it with ultraviolet
or perceiving it with sonar.

-Fine.
-But it would be dark.

If you were a person and then
you were a bat, you'd see

the same thing that a person would
see, but you'd be a bat.

You would.

Oh, good one.

When you're saying, speaking
like a heckler.

♪

♪

different perceptive element
so if you can either

visualize that you'd be perceiving
this but you'd be a

Where's Greta?

You mean Ginger?

Oh, she out there.

Good.

What's wrong with you?

What did they give you?

She fell in the pool.

She tripped.

She tripped.

Yeah, she did.

-That's what she did.
-She tripped.

You gave her acid?

I didn't give her anything.

This kid did.

Hey, no, it was only a half one.

She wanted it.

Ask her.

You tell her what might happen?

Look, she's fine.

Don't worry about it.
Don't sweat it, man.

-It's all good.
-That wasn't bad.

You slipped it to her, didn't you?

Ask her how she feels.

-Just go ahead.
-Ask her. Ask her.

Don't fucking move.

Are you going to take that from him?

Will you just stay out of
it, for Christ's sake?

How do you feel?

I'm just a little tired, that's all.

Did he tell you what
he was giving you?

I don't know.

He just gave me a drink and he said...

I don't know what he said.

Sit tight.

You'll be okay. We'll be
out of here soon, okay?

Come on officer You need to get
that edge take it off man.

Have a drink Have a seat by your
ginger Robin to read you

something that'll lighten you while
I go throw this in the trash

Okay.

What to do

♪

I come back from Mr. Chinaman,
I don't lock it.

Motherfucker.

Motherfucker.

You're conspiring to extort money.

The only difference is you're doing
it with paper instead of a bomb.

Alright, what's the problem?

Think it'll be contested?

Fine, let's wait and see.

It's done!

I wanna get this party started.

Catch!

-Skip.
-Give me your gun.

Come on, you're not serious.

Deadly.

Give me your gun.

Easy.

Robin, take his gun.

Let me have it.

You are gonna be spending the night

tonight so we don't have
to worry about you.

In the morning?

All right, you can leave.

No problem.

Is this how you do it?

Do you feel lucky punk?

That would be a good idea.

to recreate one of his
cuts for our viewers.

Hey, Burt, Burt, ladies and gentlemen.

Knowing how you do all
your other stuff.

-Yes, I do.
-I know you do.

They come here.

They have a box of dynamite.

I make them put it in the garage.

I go there, and it's gone.

The Mercedes is locked, the keys are
gone, and the lights are out.

Do you ask Skip about this?

What, ask him how he gonna blow me up?

I know he placed it somewhere.

Stay out of the garage, you'll
probably be all right.

How would he work it?

Where's Robin and Skip?

In the kitchen, mostly.

Can you drive in and out?

Do you use a garage door opener?

Yeah, little thing with the button
you push to open it?

Yeah.

My guess is, they put the charge in the
Mercedes, wire it to the door opener.

They bring us all into the garage,
go out the other way,

drive off in the VW, Robin presses
the button, boom, no witnesses.

Whew.

You're gonna get put
in the garage, huh?

I ain't gonna let Mr.
Woody get killed.

Well, glad to hear you say that.

Not this soon.

What was your cut?

I'm not in this, do you?

You mean not anymore, you're not.

Look, we may not have a gun, but
I'll tell you what we do have.

That is, if you haven't
thrown it out yet.

What do we have?

Five sticks of American dynamite
in a black bag.

And you the bomb man.

You're having fun, aren't you, Robert?

Not as much fun as I'm going to have.

Bank's about to open.

It's showtime.

Morning, honkies.

All right, Mr. Whit, it's time
for your groovely parodies.

Oh.

What about let's make a deal?

You early this morning.

Monty don't come on until
after a while.

All right, Danell.

It's time.

It's only 5 till 9.

Humor me.

All right, Mr. Woody, time
to transfer the money.

Oh, yeah?

Uh, OK.

Matt Steph, good morning.

Matt, how you doing?

-Hey, Darnell.
-Good morning.

How was your weekend?

I don't have time to
chat this morning.

Here's Mr. Ricks.

Mr. Ricks?

-Hi, Matt.
-Hi, Mr. Ricks.

-How are you?
-Groovy.

So Darnell says we're
making a transfer.

I guess we are.

-Yes, we are, sir.
-As fast as possible.

Here's Darnell.

OK, Matt. Mr. Ricks will
be transferring $2

million from the trust account
to the company.

That's it.

Right away, Darnell.

Thank you.

Shadooby!

Woo!

Yahoo!

All right, now that that's done,
we're going to move the two

of you right on into the garage
and get you out of our hair.

Come on, let's go. All
right, Skip, Robin,

why don't you just lay your
guns on the counter?

Excuse me?

I like your spunk.

-Heavy.
-You believe it?

Ah, it's from the dick handbook.

He's supposed to say that.

All right, I gave you a chance.

You don't want to take
it, that's up to you.

How about I give you a chance to
get in the fucking garage?

Oh. How about that? Let's just
stick to the script.

You go get the check, I take
them to the garage.

-It'll be easy.
-Amen.

Robin, you're not going to make it.

I'll be right back.

The two of you with me, we're
going to the garage.

Come on.

Hey, hey.

Why'd you say she ain't gonna make it?

What's gonna stop her?

Five sticks of American powder.

Five sticks?

In a black bag.

In the desk, by the checkbook.

You're just trying to fake
me out, aren't you?

How would you know how
to wire a charge?

I guess nobody told you.

My friend here was on the bomb squad.

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See, to me, don't say nothing.

You had to tell him.

You want to skip with
us or with Robin?

Maybe we should just leave.

Wait a minute.

That will I spent all that time getting Mr.
Woody to sign is in that damn desk.

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Hey,

I know you.

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You haven't done anything.

I've been getting bids on the work, doing
that one hit that pleases me.

I bet there's still some
Robin in here.

Man, she was all over the place.

Hey, did Skippy say something to you?

Yeah, he opened his eyes.

I could barely hear him, but I believe
his last words were, aw, shit.

Man got what he deserved.

How you doing with Ginger?

Greta and I are getting an
apartment in the county.

They gave me my badge back.

I'll be going to work in Homicide.

You not being investigated?

Wendell did say they'd be asking why
I was here at the house armed.

So you have to explain why a laid-off cop
is walking around with a piece, huh?

Like, what was your intent?

Well, I kept it at work.

Never used it on the job.

Tell him you were taking it home
and haven't have it on you.

That's not bad.

You want to get ahead, you have
to learn to think devious.

Of course, that could get
you into trouble.

Or get you off the hook.

All depends on how you
look at it, brother.

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But you got the money.

Oh, am I happy, you're happy.

After all that murder.

Let's take a look and see what
we have inside here.

Well, it looks like things aren't too bad
after all, because you have $900!

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