Original subtitles

Hey.

Get up!

Blow the job. We're gonna blow the job.

I know we're gonna blow the job.

I can't-- Come on! Let's go! Let's go!

Simms, man. We're gonna miss him.

Checkout was at 10:00 a.m.

Ah, you guys, you guys, this is not good.

This is not good.

He's gonna leave. We're gonna miss him.

Shut up, Willy! Let's go!

Hey, let's go get a steak. Come on, man!

Come on! We gotta go!

Put your tie on, boy.

- Mr. Greenberg. - Room service!

Told you so. See? I told you.

No! Wait! No!

Stop! No!

Come on, you guys! Come one!

Let me go! Let me go!

Go ahead and hit me!

Add domestic violence to your list of crimes.

But you gotta show me some respect, baby.

Well, you need to learn some manners.

So did you guys blow the job?

Norwood, tell that bitch to shut up!

Look out, man.

What's Mr. Dade gonna say when he finds out you fouled up again?

We're gonna have to give him all the advance money back, that's what.

Why'd you have to drink last night? Can't you do anything right?

Look at that. "Farben Gasoleo"! That's diesel. You're putting it into the car wrong.

You can't do anything!

You guys are losers! You're not even men!

I hate it here! I hate it!

I'm gonna leave!

Move, Willy! Come on!

Hold it, Simms!

Wait a second! What are you doing?

Let me in!

Go!

Thanks a lot for waiting.

♪ Yakety yak ♪

♪ Yakety yak Yakety yak ♪

♪ Kick out the dog And put out the cat ♪

♪ Yakety yak Don't talk back ♪

- Yahoo! - Yee-haw!

Look at the skulls. Look at 'em, they're everywhere.

I want to touch one.

Let's take one home.

Yeah, I don't remember the road being like this.

Are you sure we're in the right place?

I mean, it's getting dark. Maybe we should turn back.

What's the matter with this car?

We'll hole up here till the heat blows down.

No way. No.

Yeah.

Well, what about the money?

We'll bury it. Where?

Here.

I'm tired.

Nice little town.

Kind of peaceful.

What's wrong with that man?

Is he dead?

That looks just like our car. - No, it doesn't.

You're just wasting petrol, mate.

Let's go get a beer, y'all.

Three cervezas.

And a Shirley Temple for my old lady.

Beer.

Bring us some beer.

Mas cerveza.

♪ Or you don't get No spending cash ♪

♪ If you don't scrub That kitchen floor ♪

Mas cerveza.

♪ You ain't gonna Rock and roll no more ♪

- ♪ Yakety yak ♪ - ♪ Don't talk back ♪

King tough guys of the world!

Can we please go now? This is really boring for me.

You know what? Huh?

I love you guys. I really do!

If it wasn't for my son in that belly there...

I'd drop her like a sack of potatoes.

Yeah!

That's not right. Baloney!

Norwood!

Okay, that's good.

Hey! More cerveza.

We want cerveza.

And they run away for the second half!

Makes it through, on the inside.

I've got it!

You've got it! I'm ahead!

Where's that car that was here?

The car, it was here before we went into the bar.

I got your car. Can I park it in your garage?

There was a car before!

It's a no-parking zone here, Velma.

What car, Velma? Number two, Willy!

The hotel, where's the hotel, you douchebags!

I have a reservation for you at this excelente hotel with room service!

Listen! Only there ain't no rooms!

Hey, taxi!

Those look just like our cars, boys.

Come on, y'all.

Yeah, come on, man!

Hey! Whoo-hoo!

Hey, chickens!

Where's the hotel, Norwood?

Might as well sleep out here tonight, Velma.

Yeah, roughing it!

In the dirt like Huckleberry Finn!

You guys, I'm not gonna sleep in the dirt! I'm a lady!

And I'm tired and sick, and I just want to sleep!

Psst!

Psst!

Hey!

What?

What you staring at? Ain't you ever seen a gent before?

What are you talking about?

Psst!

Psst!

You've got to get out of here.

This place is full of bad men

who kill anybody who crosses their path,

or even shows their face.

Know what I mean?

No.

I don't see any bad men.

No, that's 'cause they're all out!

But they'll be back.

Psst!

No.

Hey, get away from me! Get away from me!

And it will be too late.

I want a nice burial. A lot of flowers.

Dead flowers.

You've been spending too much money on coffins.

Get out of our town.

Go to hell!

Smoking business-- gotta give it up one of these days.

It's impossible to give it up. Nobody can.

Norwood! I can.

Norwood, wake up! Thanks to Scientology.

We've gotta leave!

Norwood, we gotta go!

There's a bunch of ruthless men in this town.

We've got to get out of here right now. Is that right?

Yes, it is right, Simms! --Think I'm gonna get breakfast. I'm not talking to you.

Norwood, where are you going?

I'm getting me some breakfast too. We gotta leave!

We gotta get out of here!

We're supposed to keep a low profile!

Norwood!

First time. This is terrible

Coffee crops in Brazil have been frozen.

Prices are gonna go sky high.

I want the comics.

Strangers, Frank.

What are we gonna do tonight for happy hour?

What should we have Kim sing?

"It's Not Unusual".

You know, Frank, tonight, I was thinking of singing "Imagine".

No, no, no.

"Delilah". Yeah, "Delilah".

"Delilah".

Well, it is in my repertoire.

Roll me up, daughter. I want to see the killing.

Okeydokey, Grandpa.

You know how much money I made last year?

$100.

That's more than we both made.

Hey, greaseballs!

Janitors!

You bastards leaving town!

Be cool.

What are you looking at?

Nothing.

Who are you calling a janitor?

You.

What are you looking at?

A cockroach.

Don't make me mad. Don't make me mad!

You fellas ought not be messing with our pacifist.

They look like coffee addicts to me, boys.

What did you say?

Go blow your heads!

What did he say?

Kill 'em!

Well, if it ain't old Bruno and Angel Eyes McMahon.

I bet you thought you'd seen the last of me, boy.

Rest easy, my man.

That one's from Van Nuys, that little chick with the banana.

If there's one thing that makes Rusty mad,

it's fellas that play tricks with fruits.

And don't pay their parking fine.

Shut up!

Okay, you pushed me too far this time! Oh, yeah.

I ain't never seen the boss mad like this before.

Me either.

But we gotta kill him now. We're gonna kill him later!

We ain't gonna kill the boy. We're gonna take him back home.

To face trial for their crimes.

My baby! My baby! Save my baby!

My baby! Save my baby!

What the heck is going on here?

Frank, these soldiers just saved our lives.

Let's kill 'em! Not so fast!

We owe these boys a debt of gratitude.

And this little lady too.

Madam?

What brings you killers to town?

Blood! Money!

Sex!

Come on down to the hacienda, boys.

It's nearly happy hour, and there's plenty of coffee!

Come on, kid.

Did you see that, George? They could have been killed.

Mmm. Some of them were.

Brave he was, huh? God.

Yeah. It's easy to be brave with a gun in your hand.

Should've seen me...

in combat.

George, that was a long time ago.

♪ Fabienne, be my friend ♪

♪ I will always stay with you ♪

♪ Fabienne, be my friend ♪

♪ I will always be true ♪

Yes?

Well?

Need any help?

No.

Do you have any nails?

George, go in the back and see if we have any nails.

What kind of nails?

Selection.

What's going on out here?

Nothing. Nothing.

I just bumped into the shelf.

What about my nails?

Hurry up, George!

Yeah!

Here's your nails.

Sharp enough for you?

Nope.

Look at all that money.

Just keep your mouth shut about it.

Wiener, sir? Blood sausage?

Got wiener war going on. Two for 99 American cents.

Come on. Try my hot wings, stranger.

Best little wiener in town or my name ain't Karl.

Don't ever speak to me again.

You all right?

Yes.

Hey, that woman in the hardware store,

she married to that bloke?

What bloke, you mean her husband?

Darn good job you did today, boys.

Bruno and Angel Eyes, they're like my own sons.

My union has not yet been blessed with issue,

but we're still trying, right, Leticia?

My town is your town.

Stay as long as you like.

So, when are you leaving?

Go on!

Ladies and gentlemen...

Ha! My favorite song.

The best singer in the world, Kim Blousson,

straight from Atlantic City!

Ladies and gentlemen,

direct from Bucky's Fujian Lounge, Lake Tahoe.

Please, silence, for Mr. Kim Blousson!

Hey!

♪ I saw the light on the night That I passed by ♪

♪ Her window ♪

♪ I saw the flickering shadows Of love on her blind ♪

♪ She was my woman ♪

♪ As she deceived me, I watched And went out of my mind ♪

♪ Oh, my, my, my Delilah ♪

♪ Why, why, why, Delilah ♪

♪ I could see, that girl Was no good for me ♪

♪ But I was tied like a slave That no man could free ♪

♪ At break of day When that man drove away ♪

♪ I was waiting ♪

♪ I crossed the street And she opened the door ♪

Sing it! Sing it, Kim!

♪ She stood there laughing ♪

♪ I felt the knife in my hand ♪

♪ And she laughed no more ♪

♪ Why, why, why ♪

But you do have money. You have lots of money.

Yeah, but we don't have money because we buried--

I mean, we didn't bury it.

You finished with that egg?

Where did you bury it?

Um-- Uh, you girls are confusing me.

Want to see me dance on the table?

More coffee, sir?

Would you look at all that money?

And around the next corner, I want to show you my collection

of shrunken body parts.

It's the best--

What do you want?

Nothing. Just passing through.

Let us pass through!

Ow! Ow!

Ooh! Who are those people?

- Karl! - Hey, George!

- Get out of the way! - How you doing?

I hate that man! How about a wiener?

What's wrong with this bike?

I hate that bike! Never should have bought it!

Fabienne!

I made it all the way up there to get it!

And they didn't have it!

And now I'm back again!

So what, George?

So...

I had to ride through mud.

And my RT200 got all dirty.

You want me to wash it for you?

If you like.

Women, man. I don't agree with it.

Me neither.

They got the power to make you do things you don't want to.

Like drink too much.

Yeah, and smoke cigarettes.

Have sex when you don't want to.

Beat people up.

Women, man.

Sometimes you've got to kill 'em.

Who, the women?

No, their husbands.

I'm going to the cemetery. Do you want to come?

What are you going there for?

To see Grandma.

Accompany the lady, man.

Why do I have to go? Why can't they go?

We're on our coffee break.

Watch my stuff, you guys.

Okay, you got it.

You call that clean?

I once had this little pussy kitty cat...

named Little Binky.

And I loved it a whole lot.

More than anything.

And then one day, it died.

That day, I swore, I'd never love again.

Till I met you.

Aww.

You don't really love me though.

But I do love you.

No, you don't, 'cause if you really loved me,

you'd tell me about the money.

You're not gonna start with that darn money stuff again, are you?

Come here, you little minx.

Confound it!

God dang it!

God!

Darn!

Ah ha ha! Whoo hoo!

Grab some of them beers.

Couple of cold ones for the top guard!

♪ From the halls of Montezuma ♪

♪ To the shores ♪

This isn't right, Frank.

You can't leave 'em hanging around like that.

It isn't decent.

Somebody's got to set an example.

You already did that, Frank.

Well, gee whiz, Sal.

I just don't want the world to forget.

Murdering swine!

Go on, Frank. Cut 'em down.

Which reminds me, Frank. Where's your old lady?

Ain't seen her in the party tonight.

Good coffee. A smell you can taste.

We cops love café.

Let's go get another cupful, all right?

Mercy.

A gun is just a tool.

Ain't no better or no worse than the man that uses it.

Just like shoes.

Yeah.

You see the World Cup?

That suit you're wearing has got a hole in the sleeve.

Don't you ever change your clothes?

The desert's beautiful at night.

Beautiful but lonely.

I like my coffee black on Sunday mornings.

Black and strong.

Some people don't believe in God.

Elvis is king.

Hey.

You guys want to hear one of my poems?

Keep your eyes peeled for those killers we told you about.

The three that held up the bank down in San Jose.

A mint?

I will, boys, I will.

And remember, one of 'em is pregnant.

Aha!

Oh, I want you to meet Norwood.

In town for a few days with his old lady.

Special guests of mine.

This is Sal, Ponch, Velma.

Cheers.

Hey, where are those two buddies of yours?

I don't know, I haven't seen 'em in a while.

Probably drinking coffee!

Hey!

Let's make that wiener kid sing his song.

Wanna?

Sing me a song!

Sing, kid!

Sing or die.

Come on, sing!

Yeah! Sing! Yeah!

♪ Salsay ketchup ♪

♪ You tell me And I'll fetch up ♪

♪ K-A-R-L-S Disco Wiener Haven ♪

♪ Salsay ketchup Salsay ketchup ♪

♪ Well, they're short And they're long ♪

♪ And they taste quite strong ♪

♪ Oh, we calls this The Wiener Tina Haven ♪

Hey!

♪ We got girls in the Chevies Piling in from the levies ♪

- ♪ Just for my ♪ - Yeah!

♪ Disco Wiener Tina Haven ♪

♪ They sizzle, they drizzle ♪

♪ They step up to the griddle ♪

♪ Salsay ketchup ♪

♪ You tell me And I'll fetch up ♪

♪ Hey ♪

♪ K-A-R-L-S Disco Wiener Haven ♪

♪ Salsay ketchup ♪

♪ Salsay ketchup ♪

♪ Salsay ketchup ♪

♪ Salsay ketchup ♪

♪ Salsay ketchup ♪

♪ Salsay ketchup ♪

♪ Salsay ketchup ♪

♪ Salsay ketchup ♪

♪ Salsay ketchup ♪

♪ Salsay ketchup ♪

♪ Salsay ketchup ♪

♪ Salsay ketchup ♪

♪ Salsay ketchup ♪

♪ Salsay ketchup ♪

♪ Salsay ketchup ♪

Kiss me, you fool.

Where is the money?

Come on! Sing!

Sing, kid!

Norwood, how much longer do we have to stay here?

Till the job's done.

We don't have a job, darn it!

We're just wasting time. Mr. Dade's gonna find us.

Then where will we be?

Huh?

Hey! Oh. Hey!

What's the matter with the kid?

Sexual tension.

I gotta get out of here!

God!

Kid better watch himself.

Needs watching.

Can't be running around tearing things up.

Might go "shikso"-- "shiksophrenic".

Then we'd have to take him out behind the barn and shoot him.

Like in army days.

I wish that dog would shut up.

What just happened?

Yeah.

Look at all that money.

Time for your medicine, Grandpa. Mm.

You really love your medicine, don't you, Grandpa?

Yup.

Must be ever so good for ya.

Sometimes I think you're going to live forever.

So do I.

Here!

Cremation?

Be lucky.

Mom, Grandpa.

Oh, Grandpa. Oh, no, no, no, no, no.

Christ sakes. What's happened?

Mommy, uh...

Will that be teak, mahogany or pine, sir?

My father was a great man! He was!

Ew, it's Daddy!

For flowers, we can do roses, lilies--

My wife will handle the details of the internment, uh...

even though she's extremely upset.

Very tragic, very tragic. Oh!

Mom!

Up!

Now, as to the matter of...

who killed my pop?

Don't look at me! - I was inside getting his medicine.

Don't look at us. We were at the library.

Who's missing?

That English guy. He's missing.

Yeah! No, I'm not. I'm right here.

That funny-looking kid's not here.

Yeah! Yes, I am.

You mean the runt? Yeah, where's he?

Where's our runt? Where is he?

Wait a minute! String him up!

Wait a minute!

This ol' man's head has been smashed in.

That's very sad.

He was a great man.

He was.

- Why, why, why? - Shut up!

However, just 'cause Willy's gone,

that doesn't exactly mean he did it.

Yeah! Well, where is he then?

Who'll run the house?

Listen!

Listen, listen!

If Willy done did this...

I'll take him out myself.

And Sam's here too.

Excuse me, baby.

Look, where is that little, uh, girl of yours, Louise?

Yeah?

She ain't here, neither.

What does that have to do with anything?

Who knows?

Maybe the killer... is one of us.

Hello.

You having a party?

It's whitey.

A stranger, boys!

Get him!

Yeah!

What's that? Another funeral?

I wonder who's dead?

Hope it's not your grandpa.

Come on, boys. Get him up here.

You're lucky this is Grandpa's funeral.

But you'll be meeting your maker soon.

You're gonna swing from a rope!

Hanging from a rope! Better believe it!

Let us get through this part quickly, Lord, and then onto the revenge.

I don't know where it is. Anyway...

there's a time to be born and a time to die.

A time to embrace...

And a time to refrain from embracing.

A time to build up and a time to tear down.

A time to love and a time to hate!

A time to kill, burn, bludgeon, and mutilate!

Oh, my God!

Kill him again! I told you we should've hung him! Kill him!

Whitey, you have been found guilty

of the murder of the beloved grandfather

of the McMahon clan.

I don't know what you're talking about!

I work for Mr. Amos Dade.

Guilty, guilty! String him up!

Yeah! What're we waitin' for?

Wait a second. Kill him with a rock.

Who is this Mr. Dade?

Mr. Dade is a very important man, and he's offering a-- Ow!

Adios, whitey.

Who killed our grandpa?

Not I, ma'am.

I live only for the McMahons.

It wasn't you, was it, Sabrina? No!

We all know you've been trying to poison him. No, I haven't.

Anyway, he got hit over the head by a Mayan sculpture.

How do you know it was a Mayan sculpture?

There were blood on it.

And, anyway, we all stand to benefit from his death.

How d'ya figure that?

What?

What-What is it?

Tell-Tell me.

What is it? Tell me.

Tell me.

Grandfather...

I really gotta tell you this, Norwood.

I really wanna do it with your wife.

Is that so? Yeah.

She's so...

I mean, I know she's pregnant with your child and everything,

but she's so sleek, so sexy.

I mean, you're the lucky man.

Everybody in this town thinks so.

Of course, I never would.

Hey, Norwood. How's it going?

And do you know why, Norwood?

'Cause we're pals... buddies forever.

What? What?

Shut up. What? I'm trying to have fun in my own way.

Fabienne, where are you going?

Don't tell me to keep my voice down, 'cause I'm not!

Simms. Simms, George. He's a man, George.

Looks like a good fight coming on! Yeah! Kill him!

Kill him! Kill him!

That's what I like, a man who can stand his ground

♪ Oh, Danny boy ♪

♪ The pipes, the pipes Are calling ♪

♪ From glen to glen ♪

♪ And down the mountainside ♪

♪ The summer's gone ♪

♪ And all the leaves Are falling ♪

♪ 'Tis you must go ♪

♪ 'Tis you must go ♪

♪ And I must bide ♪

♪ But come ye back ♪

♪ When summer's in the meadow ♪

♪ Or when the valley's hushed ♪

♪ And white with snow ♪

♪ 'Tis I'll be there ♪

♪ In sunshine or in shadow ♪

♪ Oh, Danny boy Oh, Danny boy ♪

♪ I love you so ♪

Look at all that money.

Norwood, what's wrong?

Hey, Norwood, I'm talking to you.

Lick my boots.

Simms, what's wrong with Norwood?

Lick my boots!

Willy...

What?

Nothin'.

Lick his boots.

"But I say unto you, it's here.

Love your enemies.

Do good to them which hate you.

Bless them that curse you,

and pray for them that have spite for you.

And unto him that smiteth thee on the one cheek,

offer also the other".

"And moreover the dogs came and licked his sores."

Oh, I want you bad.

How bad?

Fabienne! Fabienne!

What's going on?

Rattlesnake. B-Bit me on the leg!

Oh, yeah. I don't see any rattlesnake!

What's she doing?

What's she doing?

Sucking out the poison! What do you think?

That's better.

Oh. I'm-I'm sorry, man.

I better get some more coffee.

Norwood, I like you boys a lot,

but Grandpa's dead.

And the McMahons are restless.

Right, Biff?

Right, Frank.

I think it's time you left town, Norwood.

No, it's not.

Darn it, Norwood. I give you fair warning.

We McMahons, we stick together.

Right, Biff? Right, Frank.

So what?

You know what, Norwood?

You and I are a lot alike.

Frankie, we are not alike at all.

Evenin', gentlemen.

Sit right down here, darlin'.

I'm, uh, I'm looking for a room.

There are no rooms. No rooms.

Well, where do you sleep?

In the shed behind the petrol station.

I ain't sleepin' in no shed.

Of course not, darlin'.

It doesn't look like you're sleepin' in a shed to me.

What do you want?

These two. They didn't do nothin'.

Anyway, we talkin' to 'em.

It don't matter. They're strangers.

We're all strangers here.

Biff.

I wanna talk to you.

Frank ain't gonna like this.

Well, my, my.

Unfriendly people. Such a lovely town.

I mean, it needs, uh...

sprucing up a bit, like 7-Eleven.

AM/PM mini mart, it'd be just like America.

Of course, there will have to be some changes.

I wanna give you my card.

I.G. Farben.

Ranch-style homes.

"Helpin' people help themselves to have a home."

Commando.

Not allowed to smoke.

I'll have his.

Thought for the day:

"A town cannot have two bosses."

Come on, darlin'. Come on, dear. Come on.

A town can only have one boss.

You're forgetting something. What? Huh?

The suitcase.

Oh, ho ho! The suitcase. Oh, yes, sir.

Oh, ho ho ho! Yes, sir.

Now... you're gonna be needin' this.

Hey, how much you want for...

this.

All right, Karl.

I'm ready for that wiener now.

Come on! Mr. Dade's in town.

Dade, Dade, Dade, Dade.

Fabienne, Fabienne.

I've got a snakebite too.

What are you doing here, Angel Eyes? Get out of here.

Fabienne, you know you want it.

No, I don't.

Yes, you do. Don't want it.

- You do! - No, I don't!

- Yes, you do. - No, I don't!

- Yes, you do. - No, she doesn't.

Ah!

George, are you "shikso"? They'll come after you and kill you!

I'll be ready.

Synchronize your watches. 10:00.

10:30.

No, it's not.

Close enough.

'Scuse me, Mr. McMahon?

You are awfully wounded.

I mean, is that a terminal illness?

Or will you recover?

How tall are you?

Ma!

Hello?

Hey, look, they got Angel Eyes!

No. They got my brother.

Get the long coats, boys! Yeah!

Don't get him in the head! I'll be needing the heads for my wall!

Excuse me, fellas.

Sir?

I wanna help.

I may not be much of a hand with a gun...

but I am almost fearless.

Please, guys.

Let me be on your team.

What a waste of three good bullets.

Put the towel down, man.

Fan out.

Jimmy, hey, check out the bar.

Fan out.

Hey, Ed. Fan out.

Come on!

What are you waiting for?

I can't do it...

Willy.

Go on, get outta here.

I'll check the petrol station.

Bruno? Huh?

To Willy's lega--

Well, at least it was Bruno.

Come back here!

I need another cup of coffee.

Check out the bulls. What are you McMahon or "McMice"?

That's coffee.

It's fresh. Let's get some.

Cheers.

Oh, dear.

Louise!

Louise, I thought you loved me.

I don't know what love is.

Lend us a tenner.

What's happening, Dad? What do we do now?

Get out of my store.

Why?

Uh, What-- Where is Simms?

Out there, doing his share.

Watch the car. Don't scratch it, Frank.

Car's a man's best friend.

Chief, walkie-talkie. You need your megaphone, sir.

What's the difference? You know, you look exactly like

a kid Norwood hung the other day.

That was my brother.

Norwood, it's me! It's Velma! Come out!

There's somebody who wants to shoot you!

I didn't say that!

Frank, cover me!

Simms, I think I'm gonna die.

Louise tried to kill me, man.

I thought she loved me.

Hey, Willy, baby.

It's all right. It's all right, Willy.

Oh, shut up, Willy.

It hurts. It hurts!

Wait up! Slow down.

If I ever make it out of here alive, I swear I'll never kill again.

Look, it's the preacher. He's running away.

That coward. Let's kill him.

Die! Hypocrite!

Let's get outta here.

I know you did it, Sabrina.

Did what?

Killed Grandpa.

What would I want to do that for?

Because you're "shikso", just like me.

It's all right.

But, Mom...

Oh, never mind, Chuck.

No, you cops will have to use rocks.

Let's go. Where?

Don't ask questions. Okay.

To the front line.

Excuse me. Are you Mac McMahon?

Who wants to know?

I hear you're quite the poet.

Well, thanks.

I'm flattered. Would you like to hear a poem?

Yes. Why not?

I wrote it this morning.

"Half a league--

That's for whitey.

Too bad about Norwood, man.

Yep.

No one's gonna survive that fire.

Luckily, he showed us where this money is though.

Before he died.

Give me a hand, brother.

Give me a hand up, brother.

You're wounded, Willy. You're not gonna make it.

- Yes, I am. - Uh-uh.

What're you doing? Simms, no!

Mercy killing.

Ah!

Simms? What, Willy?

Never thought we'd end up this way.

Me neither.

Still...

we mustn't grumble.

High five's lookin' funny.

Come on, come on!

Come on, boys, let's go.

Gettin' hot back here.

Norwood, don't ruin the suit.

We cops always hated him anyway.

I love you, Velma.

I love you too, Frank.

We got it made, huh? New town, new family.

We're on a roll, Frank. Nothing can stop us now.

- Brake! - What's wrong?

Coming with us?

Nope.

You sure?

Hey!

Who's gonna pay for all that?

What's the matter with this car? I don't know!

♪ I'll be with them asleep Or dreaming ♪

♪ I'll be there When they wake up screaming ♪

♪ At the hour of death ♪ Sharp enough for ya?

♪ To have a moment more To curse them ♪

♪ Watch the maggots Crawl out of them ♪

♪ Hear the angels Call above them ♪

♪ Watch them as the cold air Sucks them down to hell Good night good luck ♪

♪ Then if any Should escape above me ♪

♪ Beg and cheat Until they trust me ♪

♪ Drag them down To be damned with me ♪

♪ Laugh at them As they forgive me ♪

♪ Mother's eyes Are sparking diamonds ♪

♪ Still the moon Shows no likeness ♪

♪ Roses wither may God deliver ♪

♪ The rake At the gates of hell tonight ♪

Yay!

♪ Well ♪

♪ In this town That's the way ♪

♪ It goes ♪

♪ Say seven words For the sailors ♪

♪ Over out on the sea ♪

♪ But there ain't no saint Just for killers ♪

♪ No mama's gonna pray for me ♪

♪ Well, I was blown here By the wind ♪

♪ To a rusty city left unnamed ♪

♪ The dusty singing cowboy Died here ♪

♪ He's still doing Tombstone things ♪

♪ This evil darlin' The deep blue sky ♪

♪ To be the rain In a dying man's eye ♪

♪ Cry for water And we get no reply ♪

♪ Beg for mercy And laughter fills the sky ♪

♪ Dog Town ♪

♪ Morning she cries ♪

♪ Her vice is using Are right on in your eye ♪

♪ Dog Town There's no fruit From acid rain ♪

♪ Go see if the coffin kid ♪

♪ Has got a lid That bears your name ♪

♪ In this town ♪

♪ That's the way ♪

♪ It goes ♪