Original subtitles

[scream]

MAN: Down on the floor!

Down on the floor!

[screams]

Relax!

Don't fuck with me, you fuckers!

Especially you, partner, fucking rent a cop.

Relax.

Let's go, Andy.

30 seconds, baby.

Come on, baby.

Oh, I love chocolate!

Give her the goddamn cash!

The cash!

The cash!

The cash!

20 seconds, Andy.

[metallic sound]

Have the damn money!

Just grab the money.

Bitch, [inaudible].

[clicking sound]

[shot]

[inaudible]

No, no, no, Annie!

[gunshots]

Arrest me, Jake.

Ain't no other way out of here, partner.

Arrest me.

Arrest you?

Throw down your weapons and come with your hands up.

I don't have a fucking gun.

Freeze!

Turn around.

[eagle screech]

[footsteps]

[closes door]

[music playing]

[engine sounds]

[screech]

[rushing train]

[bells]

Buenos d as, Herman.

Good morning, Jake.

How are you doing?

I've been better.

How's the wife?

She's fine thanks.

Va a ser muy hot today.

Yeah, it's always muy hot.

Good morning.

Gosh, can you believe how hot it is already?

Yeah.

Radio say 110 in El Paso.

It's always hotter up in the city.

I'll say.

[footsteps]

[clinking keys]

[beeping]

Good morning, Jake.

Good morning.

[mechanical sounds]

[creaking]

80, 90, 100.

Thanks.

You're welcome.

That air conditioner work?

Died last year.

You might want to replace it.

Not full summer yet.

I'm Phil Reyes, Mr. uh--

Jake.

You were in here a couple weeks ago.

Yeah, yeah.

That's me.

So what's your line, Mr. Reyes?

Swamp coolers, domestic use only.

Otherwise I'd sell you one.

See you later, Red.

Like I always say, there's hot people

out there who don't even know their savior has come to town.

Thank you, Jake.

Man, could you take a long time working

your way through that or what?

MAN: Jake.

Ask her husband.

Whoa, thanks for the warning.

No, no.

She's fine.

She's doing just great.

I'll tell her you said hi.

OK, yeah, my love to yours, too.

Bye, bye.

Jake, you've been with us what?

Two years now?

Close enough.

You know, Jake, I believe there's

something you can do for me, a little something on the side.

Of course, you'll be well compensated for your efforts.

There's really no delicate way of putting this.

So I'm just going to lay it on the table.

I believe someone is fucking my wife,

and I'd like to know who it is.

Of course sooner or later, I'm going to catch them at it.

Then I'm going to have to kill them.

I can't help but think, if there was just some way I could find

out who it was first, I could handle it

in a more civilized way.

You know what I mean?

And what I need to know here, Jake, is are we negotiating

or am I spanking my own monkey?

[moaning and breathing heavily]

[kissing]

That was way better than spanking my own monkey.

Oh, you.

[kissing]

What'd you say to him to get him out of his tree?

I said I need Jake Barnes at a little motel across the border

and fuck his brains out.

[laughs]

Honesty is always the best policy.

You know, he'd kill you if he found out.

And then he'd kill you.

Ed would never touch me.

You know, my dear husband only gets this jumpy

when there's a drop coming.

It's been three months.

Here, tie me up.

Again?

You know what I mean.

You know, if it is a drop, Jake, no more next time.

This time we do it.

Let's not get into that again, all right?

Let's just make sure Ed doesn't find out about us.

And that's enough for you?

It has been till now.

Oh yeah.

[music playing]

[car drives by]

[footsteps]

[opens door]

Welcome back.

Thank you, sir.

- Good evening, sir. - US citizen?

Yes, sir.

OK, you get on in.

Adios.

[thunder]

[screeches]

[music playing]

Thanks for stopping.

This sure ain't the best place in the world

today to be hitching a ride.

I know.

The bus driver threw me out.

Look, uh--

Kristin, Kristin Cole.

Hey, hey!

Jesus.

Hey.

Look, Kristin Cole.

There ain't no buses around here for the past month.

How about the truth?

It was my boyfriend.

We were on our way to Dallas, and we got in a fight.

He said he knew a short cut, and we got lost.

So he kicked me out of the car. I'm sorry.

I just didn't know what to do.

OK, OK. Come on.

Get in.

That's great.

That's great.

Thanks.

There's a motel just out of town.

I can drop you there. - Oh no.

I can't--

What?

Do you have a place?

May-- maybe I could stay with you.

Wouldn't mind if you wanted to--

If you're a hooker, Kristin, you got the wrong guy.

[crying]

I'm sorry.

It's just that I'm broke.

I don't have any money.

I don't have anything else I can offer you.

[sobbing]

I got a pull out sofa no one's using.

Yeah?

Yeah.

Thanks.

Where are you from?

Denmark.

I've never been to Denmark.

[engine sounds]

[music playing]

[engine sounds]

[footsteps]

Mi casa.

Thanks.

This will be great.

You're going to need some blankets and stuff.

So where are you coming from?

Vegas.

You mind if I smoke?

Ash tray's on the sill.

How you'd get from Denmark to Vegas?

It's a long story.

You should quit.

I've got to quit.

Going to quit once I get settled, start everything over.

Is it OK if I--

Boyfriend give you the bruises?

Yeah, he gets carried away sometimes.

[flush]

Should have called the cops.

Should have taken his money when I had the--

Oh, well.

I guess I would have been in some deep shit

if you hadn't come along, huh?

Nights can get pretty cold this time of year.

So what's next?

[creak]

I'll figure something out.

Anything's better than what I had.

So what's your story, Jake?

Don't have one,

From around here?

Been here a couple of years.

What do you guard?

A bank.

There's a town around here big enough to have a bank?

Small enough to only have one.

[clinking bottles]

To new life.

What's that?

Oh, someone's in the garage.

Don't you want your gun?

No.

[footsteps]

[opens door]

[speaking spanish]

Three hours rest.

Understand?

[speaking spanish] - Gracias.

De nada.

What was it?

A couple illegals just came across the border.

What are going to do?

I told them they could hide out for a few hours.

Well, immigration is probably looking for them.

Give them a chance to rest up for a while

before they start running again.

So you're not going to call the authorities?

It's not my job to decide who's

good enough to be an American.

Is that safe?

Safe's picking up hitch hikers.

OK, you are [non-english speech]..

What is this [non-english speech]..

It's Danish.

It means different.

Well, it's time for me to hit the sheets.

If you need to use the facilities, I'm heavy sleeper.

[music playing]

Thanks, Jake.

Good night.

[footsteps]

[phone rings]

Yeah.

Yeah this is Granger.

OK, all right.

This Saturday.

Yeah, where the fuck are you guys?

Oh, yeah, yeah.

I know that hotel.

Las Vegas, right?

Yeah.

Buenas noches.

Come on, baby.

Are you ready now, Eddy?

Hey, what did I tell you about touching that?

I specifically said, don't ever touch that, right?

Don't worry, baby. Let's make nice now, OK?

Give me something to fucking drink.

[music playing]

[creaking]

[clinking keys]

Nice night for a drive.

But as I remember, Kristin, you're here to do a job,

not joyride under the stars.

Unless of course, you fucked him already.

Shit, Berry.

I just met the guy.

Ever stopped you before?

Please don't start that again.

You're absolutely right.

I'm here--

Do a fucking job.

You know, it's not brain surgery for Christ's sake.

You were going to run away again, weren't you?

No.

Shut the fuck up. Of course you were running.

Don't lie to me, baby.

I fucking know you.

I wasn't lying, Barry.

I was going to come back to you.

Kristin.

[inaudible] Barry, I stood out there for three hours.

I got scared, and I didn't know if he was the right guy.

But now you fucking know.

Yes.

Yes, Barry.

Yeah.

Go.

Now you go in there and you fuck that guy like I told you.

And I'll be watching.

[grunting]

[footsteps]

Good morning.

Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you.

It's time for me to get going anyway.

Well, Kristin, if you need a day or two to sort yourself

out, you can stay here.

You trust a stranger alone in your house?

I got about $9 in food and a couple of fine pens.

If you rip it off, you need it more than me.

Yes, sir.

Definitely [non-english speech].

[mechanical sounds]

Jake, could you step in my office a minute, please?

So what's up?

What do you mean?

She went out again last night.

She went to the movies in Juarez.

Why would she cross the border?

Don't know.

Maybe she likes Spanish movies better.

Then what?

She went straight home.

I was behind her the whole way.

Hm.

Yeah, pretty simple.

I don't want simple.

That's how it is.

That's because you're seeing it as simple,

and simple is stupid.

And stupid is not something that you want to be, is it?

Nope.

Good.

Our friend with the itchy John, Tom, is history come Saturday.

Got it?

Yeah.

There are no simple answers, Jake, no simple answers.

[music playing]

[click]

[MUSIC - ABRA MOORE, "HAPPINESS"]

(SINGING) I didn't know it could be like this.

I didn't know it could go so far.

And I tried to reveal the part of me

but you can't find no scar.

And I lie about it, and I tell them I'm feeling fine.

And I'll cry about it, hoping tomorrow will change my mind.

Happiness has come to this.

And God, it's such a heavy burden to bear.

[footsteps]

What's going on?

Oh, just hold on a minute, OK?

I got the tomatoes and the peppers from your garden.

Sorry you [inaudible] time.

[footsteps]

What?

Do something wrong?

I don't want anything from you, Kristin.

It's just dinner.

Hungry?

So how was it?

Pretty good.

Yes, ma'am.

What?

You sound surprised.

I am.

God, they're bright.

That's because we're a mile closer to the sky

than Vegas is.

It makes me dizzy.

I feel like--

I feel like I could just float upwards and disappear

in a shower of little diamonds.

[thunder]

Monsoon season's starting.

[raining]

[music playing]

- Come on. - No.

Come out and dance.

Come and dance.

No.

[laughing]

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Hey, you're cold.

Let's go inside.

In a minute.

[thunder]

What are you doing here, Jake?

I'm minding my own business.

I can't figure you out.

You've taken me in without expecting anything in return.

I'm getting feed pretty well.

You know what I mean.

Yeah, I guess I'm just an enigma.

You like that, don't you?

So should I be insulted that you're not coming on to me

or flattered?

I guess that's my [inaudible],, isn't it?

Yup.

I guess it is.

You know, a person could lose himself out here,

find some peace.

Not that easy.

I'd settle for a place where I'm not scared all the time

if I won't have to run anymore.

You run, Kristin?

Just like those guys in the garage.

So, Mr. Enigma, are you going to strike it rich,

drilling for oil?

Water.

I figure, if I get this up and running, I'll be able to tend

myself a real garden.

Sounds like a lot of work.

Anyway, I like fixing things.

Yeah, well, some things just aren't worth fixing.

Then you've got to be smart enough to walk way

and not look back.

It's easy for you to say.

[footsteps]

Hot?

Yeah.

You OK, Jake?

[door opens]

Jake.

She's going out again tonight.

I'll be there.

You're running out of time.

[closes door]

Be careful, Jake.

Always am.

I'm talking about her.

[gasp]

Nice!

Nothing I haven't before.

Shit, Phil.

What do you think Barry would say?

Oh, Barry sent me. Hurry up.

We're going to meet him in 15 minutes,

and I don't want to keep him waiting.

You're very nice.

Shit.

[spraying]

[closes door]

[footsteps]

Buenos dias, Mr. Montana.

Heat's a bitch, ain't it?

Thanks for being on time, Phil.

Hey, no sweat.

[laughs]

Kristin.

So my dear, how did things work out?

I think I can hook him.

I don't want to know what you think.

You've had two days.

What the fuck have you been doing?

Playing house.

I want that bank guard hooked now.

People, this bank is going to be pregnant for one night

only, OK?

$7 million dollars pregnant.

$7 million dollars?

This is a Lozroko pile, isn't it?

So?

Millions of dirty dollars in this bank

for one not only on its way to fucking Mexico.

Tony's going to shit.

Let me worry about that, OK?

On Saturday, that money will be deposited in La Marage.

And on Saturday night, with the help of Mr. Barnes,

we will go into that bank unseen.

We will appropriate those funds for our own use.

You never said you were stealing

from your own brother-in-law.

No, I didn't, did I?

No, you didn't.

You know how much your share will be?

He's a fucking mad man.

He'll kill us.

He'll be so busy trying to explain

this fuckup to his bosses--

He'll never got a chance to explain.

You're setting him up.

Oh, what?

So we're worried about Tony now?

I thought you hated his guts.

OK, I'll give him a perfect patsy--

a fall guy for all seasons.

Jake?

So now you're worried about him?

He's a mutt, baby, a loser, lost in the desert.

Well, he can stay lost in the desert forever.

You got a problem with that?

Kristin.

[grunting]

You, bitch.

Hey, Barry.

Take a walk, Phil.

[breathing hard]

[inaudible],, baby, what you made me do to your sister.

Don't, Barry.

Not even Phil would want you.

Be nice, daddy.

I wasn't running away from you.

I was running away from Tony.

And this Barnes?

You sent me to do him.

It's my job, remember?

Remember, daddy?

Then you finish your job.

I will, daddy.

When this is over, we'll be together.

No one can say shit about it.

That's right.

That's right.

I want you now.

[tears]

No one loves you like I do baby.

No one.

No one.

No one.

No one.

[music playing]

[shouting]

[car engine sounds]

Oh, hey, baby.

I'll be your baby doll.

Do you want to play?

No, gracias.

Would you like to fuck me, pucky?

No gracias.

Oh.

You're think you're too good for me, pendejo?

Oh, Jakes Barnes.

Oh, I don't fucking believe it.

Oye, papi, you going to do this or not?

Get the fuck out of here.

[kissing]

Rosie, I don't think we're the only ones

that know about this drop.

Now what the hell does that mean?

There's a girl staying at my place.

I picked her up the other night.

She lied about being thrown off a bus.

She's-- she's staying with you?

And she said her boyfriend dumbed her,

but that was bullshit too.

You've got some girl staying with you?

Rosie, she's trying to get me in heat so she can reel me in.

She's a fake.

Oh, and just how do you know that?

Because I've been there before.

It's a failing of mine.

Are you fucking her?

Well, are you?

No, Rosie.

I'm not fucking her.

There's a guy working with her.

A guy?

A guy?

What guy?

Smokes cigars, wears fancy shoes, came to the house

in the middle of the night. - Shit, Jake.

We have to worry about this.

We have to worry about this.

I knew she was scared. Now I know why.

I don't care why.

You get rid of her now.

No.

Tonight.

She stays.

We need to know what they're doing.

She stays.

OK.

But if they hit that bag first, we'll

never have another chance.

We have to do it now.

And if you fuck her, I'll cut your dick off.

Nothing's going to stop us this time.

Entiendes?

[kiss]

[music playing]

You know, I used to stare across that border every night

and dream about the land of opportunity,

but dreams and reality are two different things.

I'm hungry, Jake.

I'm still hungry.

Oh.

But it's too late to eat now.

I have to get back.

So, uh, what movie did I see tonight?

[keys clinking]

[footsteps]

Jake?

Shh.

Go back to sleep.

Goddammit.

I am not with that little whore.

I told you that's over.

I'm in Dallas.

This is business.

Don't tell me you're going to ask Tony if it's business.

I'm smack you, Teresa.

Now don't call your brother.

Don't call that son of a bitch.

You hear me?

I mean it.

Right.

Now put Maria on. God damn it.

Put her on.

Maria, honey.

No, of course I didn't forget.

I'll be there.

It's a done deal.

Hey, didn't I say I'd be there for your first communion?

Then I'll be there.

Right.

OK, I love you too.

Kisses, sweetheart.

[tic-toc]

[mechanical sounds]

Buenas noches, Jake.

See you in the morning.

[speaking spanish]

[music playing]

[footsteps]

[keys clinking]

How you doing, partner?

Huh?

How the fuck are you doing?

You won't be needing this.

Do I got your attention now?

Huh?

Do I have your fucking attention?

Good! So tell me.

What the fuck's been going on here?

I don't hear you talking, Jakey.

Speak up!

How the hell did you get out?

Oh, fuck that.

What the fuck's going on?

huh?

Nothing.

Oh, you wouldn't be living in this shithole

for nothing, Jake. Now, come on.

You could do better than that.

Oh, shit.

Well, as much as I'd like to sit around and chat with you,

they're looking for me on this side of the border.

So let's say we hook up at that itty bitty titty bar.

Huh?

It's the one across the street from the hotel where you're

banging your jefe's wife.

All right then.

10 o'clock it is.

[kiss]

You're looking good, Jake.

[music playing]

[breaking]

[closes door]

[footsteps]

What happened?

I'm starting to get worried.

Worried?

Yeah.

Now you tell me why I should be worried.

There's this man, calls himself Barry Montana.

And Psyches is looking for him?

Pysches?

- Yeah, Psyches. - I don't know any Psyches.

Never mind.

Go on.

What's this Barry got to do with me?

- Your bank. - My bank?

He's going to rob it.

He needs your help.

That doesn't make any sense.

The most we every carry is $20,000 in cash.

It just wouldn't be worth it.

Well, then Barry knows something you don't.

There's a lot more than 20 grand.

This Barry's your boyfriend?

No-- yes.

Hell, he owns me, Jake.

Look, when I first met you--

I was just a john.

I was supposed to get you to pick me.

I was supposed to sleep with you.

I wasn't supposed to feel anything.

What do you feel, Kristin?

[footsteps]

I'm in the worst kind of trouble you can imagine.

Tell me about it.

Really want to know?

Absolutely.

OK.

My little sister and I came over from Copenhagen.

I saw an ad in the paper, models wanted, and came to the States.

I got a couple of jobs.

I was sent to Vegas for a shoot and fell in with a bad crowd--

grass, coke.

I got hooked.

Plenty guys were willing to pay for my habit.

And after a while, I didn't care who they were

or what they did to me.

I met Barry at a party.

There was this dealer whom I more money than I

could ever pay, and he owed Barry money.

So-- so he--

he sold me to him.

Barry got me dried out.

Well, he owns me.

He's connected.

He married Anthony's orphaned sister.

They put him in charge of things, you know, like me.

I still sleep with people, Jake, whoever he tells me to--

he and his brother-in-law.

And that son of a bitch used me like a dog.

I ran away after that.

Barry found me in two days.

You know what he did to me, Jake?

Nothing.

But he found my little sister.

He found her, and he cut her, slashed her lips

open sideways like this.

She didn't know who he was or why

he did it, just as some guy came out of hell

and cut her with a knife.

But I knew.

Yup.

I knew, and I could never forgive myself.

[footsteps]

Jake.

What?

I don't know how to get out of this.

[opens door]

[crying]

[music playing]

[engine roaring]

[speaking spanish]

[speaking spanish]

Y dos tequilas, hombre.

Rapido.

Let's go.

Come on.

Oh, man.

I gotta get laid.

Thank you.

That was for her.

I thought they were clapping for me.

They're clapping for her.

[music playing]

Se orita.

Yeah.

Piece of your little shit bank, partner.

We're not partner. We weren't ever partners.

Well, yeah. We were.

You had any [inaudible].

That was all.

Just consider it payback keeping

my mouth shut about Dallas.

- Pay back? - Yeah, pay back.

Pay back? You lost--

I didn't lose shit, man.

You and your [mocking] no shooting, no one hurt.

30 seconds.

That was the plans.

All you had to do was keep your mouth shut

right out on the floor, and you had to be the big fucking hero.

No, you lost it, Pysches.

I didn't lose anything.

No, you lost it and Annie died.

[inaudible] because she was doing with the baby carriage.

You talked about pay back.

The pay back was I didn't kill you right there.

[laughs]

Man, you didn't have the balls.

Yeah.

See, Annie died, and it's your fault.

It's your fault Annie died, Jake.

You always said you were too straight for the life.

Hell, Jake, float me 20 bucks, huh?

Hmm?

Hmm?

Let me see it.

[shouting]

I'm coming, baby.

All of it?

Oh, hell, Jake.

Thanks.

You know, I still think you're full of shit.

Yeah, I do.

But I think I'm going to hang out

on this side of the border for a while, if you know what I mean.

Here I come.

[shouting and clapping]

[footsteps]

Kristin?

[sobbing]

[music playing]

[opens door]

[footsteps]

I still don't know a way out.

Tell him it's OK.

I'll do it.

Wait.

There's something I didn't tell you.

He's going to kill you when it's over.

He'd be a fool not to.

[thunder]

[click]

[thunder]

[music playing]

I already said I'd do it.

I know.

This is because I want to.

[music playing]

[thunder]

[thunder]

[thunder]

[squeaking]

[click]

[music playing]

[water draining]

[screaming]

No, no, Rosalia.

Hush up. Hush up.

Help!

Help!

What do you think old Jake Barnes would say?

Huh?

Huh?

Jake?

Yeah, good ol' Jake Barnes.

Oh, come on.

Let's have a little talk, OK?

Who are you?

Damn.

Jake Barnes sure knows how to pick them.

Well, I'm Pysches.

Jake and I work together.

Work together?

Yeah, we did some banking down in Dallas.

You and Jake?

Oh, yeah, yeah.

You see.

I figured Jake didn't tell you much about his past or me.

That Jake likes to play his cards right

close to his chest does Jake.

You know, I went and saw Jake last night,

and he turned me down cold, said we weren't partners no more.

[nervous laughs]

Now I'm here.

Now I'm here.

You're crazy.

[screaming]

[inaudible] people tell me that all the time, baby.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

What's the matter?

Jake not scratching your itchy places?

Huh?

So where's the mulah huh?

Huh, lover?

CDs, payroll?

Get the fuck off me.

You're full of surprises, ain't you?

I like that.

[gunshot]

Oh My ear!

Oh, that hurts.

You shot my fucking ear.

You, bitch. Oh!

Don't bleed on my sheets.

As long as Barry thinks you're playing me,

I have an advantage.

He's still planning to kill you.

I would be nice if it was you and me on desk sales.

I'll be there.

Then I'll know.

You've had some serious disappointments

in your life, huh, Jake?

Just one.

Why don't you tell me where she lives,

and I'll take care of her.

She got killed.

I'm sorry.

No.

It was my fault. Let's do it.

[engine sounds]

[knocking]

Get the door.

[opens door]

Well, Jake.

How nice to finally meet you.

Yeah.

Kristin's briefed you on the job.

Let's cut to it, OK?

You know my associate here?

A very fine recon man.

He cased you, the bank, the vault-- everything.

[laughs]

I do know how to do this.

We need you to dismantle the bank security system.

I'm listening.

I play straight always.

Fine.

Then we split the money fair and square.

Fairly, yes.

But according to everyone's relative contribution.

Your cut is 15%.

Nice talking to you.

Mr. Barnes, I do understand.

I mean, I'm breezing out of town.

I'm done, but you're throwing away a whole life here.

You've got a history in this town.

People know you.

People will be looking for me.

That too.

20%.

And without my code key, it'll take

another hour to crack the safe.

30.

25.

Cash at the split.

Where do we do it?

Your place.

OK, but we leave the guns in the car.

We have a deal.

How long do you need to get in?

A few seconds to shut down the system.

Good.

How long for the lock?

With your key and the one programmed into this computer,

we have no problem.

We're dealing with one of the new Brinkman electrons, right?

That's standard.

No special modifications?

Fine.

This baby will crack in seven minutes max.

That'll work.

A plus moves, say 11.

Sheriff drives through every half hour on the nose.

Every hour he gets out of the car to check the door.

We watch him do his thing at 3:30 in and out at 15 max.

It gives us at least a 12 minute cushion.

Well, that's it.

Let's go.

She stays here.

I don't think so.

You got what you wanted.

Very well.

Be here tomorrow.

Early.

[footsteps]

Fuck!

I hate this shit.

Why?

I mean, she's only doing what she does.

And what's that?

You know, you sic her on a John,

and she does what she does, right?

[slap]

What?

So she's the whore and I'm her pimp?

I do chink work. Is that what you're saying?

Yeah.

Yeah, that's what I'm saying.

Only you can't stand to hear it.

She owes me.

She owes you shit.

You think she loves you because you love her?

I think she'd like to see you dead.

Phil, please don't think.

I know you mean well, but it'll only get you into trouble.

[pats]

[music playing]

[footsteps]

[engine roars]

You going to be OK?

[kissing]

I'll be fine.

[music playing]

[music playing]

[cars passing]

[closes door]

[creaking]

[mechanical sounds]

[footsteps]

[closes door]

[sound of keys]

[creaking]

Rose?

Here kitty, kitty.

Come on, kitty.

Meow.

Good kitty.

[purring]

Ooh.

[purring]

Champagne?

We don't need it.

I know, but it's nice.

And it's naughty.

[pop]

To us.

To us.

No more games.

No.

No more games.

No, sir.

Ah, not so fast there, cowboy.

I've shown you mine.

Where's yours?

Well, that's done.

Are we going to go grab a drink or what?

Have a drink when it's all over.

Go check your equipment.

Like you're going to do, right?

If your little black box fails,

you'll never drink again.

Is that clear, Phil?

Yeah, yeah.

Absofuckinglutely clear.

[slam]

[slaps belt]

Attitude.

Jesus.

Let's wait until this is over, OK?

A certain kind of tension goes hand-in-hand with masterminding

this kind of operation.

Sit down.

I don't ask much of you, Kristin.

No, Barry, you're not at all demanding.

Can I remind you of what you were when I first found you?

You were a little coke whore, dead meat

with the vultures circling.

That's--

That's the truth.

What were you?

Dead probably.

That's right.

I gave you your life.

Can you ever pay off that debt?

Can you?

No.

Now you're talking the truth.

So what about this Barnes?

What about this Barnes?

You have feelings for him, don't you?

No, Barry.

Nobody needs to get killed in this.

Oh, yes.

He has to die.

It's the only way to get Tony fast.

You do have feelings for him.

No, daddy.

No, I swear.

[breathing heavy]

There's only you, and you know it.

[sigh]

I'm going to kill him very, very slowly,

and you're going to watch him die.

[kissing]

You kill him any way you want.

I'm yours.

Come show me.

[unzipping]

Show me.

Tell me what you want.

I want you fuck me, daddy.

You're a very nasty girl.

Oh, that's me, nasty to the core.

Now fuck me, daddy.

[music playing]

(SINGING) I've got a hole in my soul,

bigger than Texas, a dozen yellow roses

dying on the vine, a woman with the heart of a chupacabra,

taking up all of my mind.

Ready?

Then let's get to work.

In the back.

(SINGING) In her eyes, I see the Indian summer, in her smile,

a beautiful child.

My inside is as empty as the sky.

Her sun is so hot and so wild.

This road is like a snake in a deep tequila drink,

riding in the desert to shake a demon's rage.

Holy se orita, rescue me before I fade away.

In her eyes, I see the Indian summer.

In her smile, a beautiful child.

And my inside is as empty as the sky.

Her son is so hot and so wild.

I say we go in.

Fuck the fucking sheriff.

No, Phil.

We do not fuck with the fucking sheriff.

One dead cop, and they'll never leave us alone.

There could have been an accident on the highway

or a barroom fight.

We're not way of knowing.

We should have brought a scanner like I said.

Shut up.

OK, let's assume the sheriff's missed this too.

God, I hate to assume.

Can we go in now?

[beeping]

347.

Give me your key.

We've got 13 minutes.

[sounds of metal]

[beeps]

[whirring]

[beeping]

[beeps]

[beeps]

One to go.

[typing]

[thunder]

It's the sheriff.

[thunder]

[footsteps]

OK, it's clear.

[beeping]

Shit.

You've got time.

Do it.

[beeping]

[typing]

[whirring]

Bingo.

Open sesame.

[mechanical sounds]

[opening doors]

The guns stay in the car.

You just don't trust me, do you?

Nope.

Same here.

Check him.

[patting]

He's clean.

You didn't have a gun?

Didn't need one.

Sweet.

[music playing]

[footsteps]

[creaking]

All right.

Open them up.

[clicking]

Shit.

Where's my fucking money?

I admire your style, Mr. Barnes.

Shut up.

Car in the garage?

There's a leather bag behind the driver's seat.

Bring it in here please.

[footsteps]

OK, let me see.

Let me see.

You already cleaned out the money, right?

Very good.

Very, very good.

What was your cut?

A half?

A third?

A half.

Great.

You just gave Kristin a lot of traveling money.

Shut up, Phil.

She'll be back.

[music playing]

Thanks, Kristin.

Now what?

Go ahead, Phil open it up.

[unzipping]

It's all yours.

Take it and go.

He's offered us the fucking money.

I don't want it.

What do you mean?

I mean, that's a good deal, Barry.

This is fucking great.

You lied to me.

You let this little prick get to you.

That's not real professional, Kristin.

Back off.

Barry.

I don't want the money.

Pack it up and get out of here.

I told you I don't want the fucking money.

Well, I fucking do.

Put it down, Barry.

Come on, Barry.

Fuck this.

[gunshots]

[moan]

Right there, Barry.

So here's the deal.

You keep the money, and I take Kristin.

He's working an angle, Jake.

Shoot him.

She thinks she's one smart lady, Jake.

But really she's just a little whore.

He knows that, Barry.

He knows everything, even that you pimped

me to your own brother-in-law.

Tony made me do that, baby.

Don't you get it?

He fucked you to teach me a lesson.

Teach you a lesson?

Yeah, I was going to leave my wife,

my kid, everything, for her.

But Tony couldn't let that happen, not in his family.

He's crazy, Jake.

So he had her to dishonor me.

This is all about you getting even with your brother-in-law?

My oath.

This is all about your honor.

Honor, yeah.

But now I'm teaching him a lesson.

The bank was his operation, and I fucked it, big man.

We'll see how big a man he is when

he has to tell his goombah family

that he lost their money.

Since you're a man of honor, I guess that makes

everything all right.

God's truth, Jake, I love her.

[gunshots]

[crashes and moans]

You're shot.

You're shot.

I gotta tell you, Jake.

I'm not real impressed with your new gang.

[laughs] Now get up.

Get the fuck up.

I thought you were going to stay in Juarez.

But I'm just a bad penny.

Look, Pysches.

Take the cases and go.

We don't need any more killing.

Oh yeah, we do bloody.

A few more bodies will really fuck up the trail,

don't you think?

Huh?

Don't you think?

Now who's the asshole bleeding on my money?

Don't you mean our money, partner?

Pick it up, Psyches.

You stay there, Jake.

You're good on your knees.

[moaning]

You two going to head back across the border?

You want to know something?

The only times I've been to Mexico

were with you in that cheesy motel.

I'm from Seattle.

What'd she promise you?

You die.

You die, and then I get your cut--

pretty simple.

[gunshot]

[footsteps]

Simple is stupid, remember?

Just get the case, Ed.

How long you've been planning this?

Years.

We were just waiting for the right

jerk-off to come through town.

Well, you two sure had me fooled.

Then you were just about the best piece of ass I ever had,

Rosie.

Now when you said Ed never fucked you like I did,

that wasn't a lie, was it?

Was all your bitching and moaning

about his cold, limp dick bullshit too?

Don't listen to him, Ed.

[blows]

[moans]

Fucker.

Who's dick's limp now motherfucker?

[groaning]

Ed!

[gunshot]

Ed.

[gunshots]

[flames]

[cocks gun]

[crash]

Jake.

Jake.

Loverboy dead, baby?

No way, baby.

[gunshot]

Don't be silly, Kristin.

[gunshot]

[clicks]

It shouldn't end this way, baby.

I love you.

[click]

[gunshots]

[moaning]

[gunshot]

[clicks]

Come on.

[flames]

Get out.

Come on.

You're getting out of her.

Come on.

Kristin, bring the car.

Rose, we've got to get that beach bag.

I'm keeping my share.

Nobody's keeping anything.

I'm not leaving with nothing.

You've got your life.

That's more than you offered me.

[explosion]

You OK?

Yeah.

Come on.

[music playing]

Rosie, stop!

Go, go, go.

We've got to stop here.

Let her go, Jake.

We've got enough money.

She's not going anywhere.

We have to stop her.

[screeching]

Shit.

[music playing]

Stop!

Stop!

What's happening?

We're too late.

[gunshots]

[crash]

Oh my god.

Pull up slowly.

What are you doing?

This is where the dust settles.

They're going to kill us, too.

You have to trust me now.

[music playing]

Keep your hands where they can see them

and get out nice and slowly.

[close doors]

[footsteps]

Is that the money?

Yeah.

I think you should put it down very slowly.

[footsteps]

[inaudible]

Where's the rest of them?

Dead.

Ed?

Dead.

Barry?

I don't think his brother-in-law will mind.

Hell, one more dead foreigner here don't

make much of a difference.

Mr. Lasarco said to tell you that he owes you.

I don't suppose I'll see you at work on Monday.

No.

Be careful now.

Always am.

I'm talking about her.

Good bye, Herman.

[speaking spanish]

[opens door]

Is it over?

It's over.

Now it's you and me?

So now we know.

Let's get out of here.

Time to quit.

[starts car]

[music playing]

(SINGING) I feel all my angels are behind me.

You gotta keep moving way too fast to see.

And I think it's time I finally burned my candle.

Yeah.

So I'll be warm when they catch up with me.

Yeah.

No more [inaudible]

I feel like my last day is upon me.

Yeah.

You gotta stop moving long enough to see.

Yeah.

Time don't come and blow away my candle, candle, candle.

Lift me up and gently carry me.

Yeah.

Well, there's got to be better days.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

A better place for me to stay.

We'll, there's got to be better days.

I feel all my angels are behind me.

I feel all my angels are behind me.

Yeah.

There's got to be better days.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

A better place for me to stay.

Better, better, better place.

There's got to be a better place.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

A better place for me to stay.

Better, better, better place.

Well, there's got to be better days, better, better days.

Well, there's got to be better days.