All language subtitles for Munecas

(Dramatic music)

(Horns beeping)

(Playful rhythmic music)

- Come on, Nancy, get your act together.

(Playful rhythmic music)
(People chatting)

Was it a heck of a ball game?

- It's about time they've won.

- Don't I know it.

It's about time they've won?

They've won nine out of 10 games.

- I thought they won.

(Playful rhythmic music)
(People chatting)

- [Bartender] Would you like
to have another one, Harry?

- [Harry] I'm good with this one.

Don't rush me, don't rush me.

(Playful rhythmic music)
(People chatting)

- What the hell is this mess?

- Jeez, that's the god squad.

- Get rid of them, goddammit.

- The trouble with you, Harry,
is you've got no religion.

Give them a buck and they'll disappear.

- Those goddamn kids,
they're ruining my business.

(Clanging)

- Oh shit, why don't you go
and beat that somewhere else?

- Peace and love, sister.

Peace and love.

(Clanging)

(Playful rhythmic music)

- Hey, what the hell is this?

Plug that box back up.

- Hey, asshole.

Shut that cow in your
mouth and open the till.

(Clanging)

Keep looking at me like that

and you're gonna have
another eye in your head.

And none of you people at this bar move.

All right, brothers and sisters.

Dig down deep, it's collection time.

Just pretend you're in church.

Sure.

Rings, watches, jewelry,
bracelets, everything.

Go on, give everything up.

- All right, come on, hurry up.

Get it in the bag, hurry up.

Come on, nice and easy, it's painless.

- Painless my ass.

- (Tuts) Terrible language
to use in front of a lady.

You ought to be ashamed of yourself.

- Get up!

- Get his wallet.
- Everybody!

- Come on, hurry up, get it in there.

Get it in the bag.

- Just pretend you're in church.

Hurry up, we haven't got all day.

- All right, get your rocks off.

God bless you, brother.

Good.

Okay, ladies.

Let's get outta here.

- Ginger, behind you!

(Gunshots)

(People yelling)

- Hey, you, everyone here.

Just keep right close on all seats.

(Smooth rhythmic music)

Glad I don't have to wear
that shit ever again.

Well, almost went off perfectly.

You did a good job, ginger,

taking care of that hero boy.

- Yeah, great.

Too bad we can't say that about

the newest member of our group.

She may be your sister, Johnny,

but she better get more
involved or I'm out.

- Knock it off.

- No way!

I'm not gonna go hustle some yo-yo

while she stands around and pick her nose.

Uh-uh, I'm not laying
my ass out on the line

if she's not gonna back me up,

even if she is your sister.

(Whimpers)

- That's right, baby, she is my sister.

So you keep your yap shut

or I'll break every bone in your face.

- No, Johnny, no, no.

Look, she's right, I don't
do all that I should,

but ginger, I'll do better
in the future, I promise.

Come on, I'll help clean you up.

Imagine that broad giving me trouble.

- We did good, Johnny, we all really did.

- Stash that shit, Sherry.

Yeah.

Bone tired.

It's almost like working for a living.

- Come on, I'll rub you down.

Yeah.

(Groans)

- God, he's got a hell
of a set of knuckles.

- Yeah, tell me about it.

I've seen it before.

- Brother of yours can really
be a bastard sometimes.

- Then why do you stay, ginger?

- Are you serious?

Where am I gonna go?

And who with?

No, Dee Dee, he's no good.

But he's all man.

- And that's why you stay?

- Maybe.

You know where his head's at.

He doesn't come home with
a shiny line of bullshit.

Johnny knows how to take care of business.

- I see.

- Besides.

He's great in the sack.

You wouldn't know about
that, would you, Dee Dee?

(Soft music)

(Moaning)

- Oh yeah.

(Moaning)

That was a rough little job.

- [Janet] I agree.

- Oh, it feels good though.

Mmm, oh yeah.

(Moaning)

(Soft music) (Moaning)

Through here, there's
an office on the side

that's seldom used.

The cart is almost always empty.

Over here's the waiting room.

- How many people are we
gonna have to deal with?

- Two, plus a guard, who's
always in the front office.

Carmichael's office is right here.

If your timing is right.

- Pacific diamond exchange.

I've never heard of it.

- When was the last time
you had a diamond cut?

- Just what is this place, Johnny?

- It's a wholesale diamond
and jewelry company.

Diamonds just don't
jump out of the ground.

My contact doesn't want any cut diamonds.

Too easy to trace.

- Just how did you find out
all these things, Johnny?

- By casing the joint.

That's why I can't go with you.

Some idiot down there might remember me.

- That makes sense.

- That's right, baby, I always make sense.

Gonna be all right, Dee Dee?

Now you girls get your stuff ready.

- Okay.

Sit down now.

One slip and we've got problems.

- Oh Johnny, I'll be fine, really.

- You remember how poor
we were when we were kids?

- Yeah, I remember.

- And it's just you and me, little sister.

I'm gonna give you the kind of life

I should've given you a long time ago.

Send...

Ginger in here.

- Why?

- I want her to read my horoscope.

- Sure, Johnny.

(Smooth rhythmic music)

- Gently, gently, miss staples.

Clumsiest nurse I've ever had.

- [Miss staples] Yes, Mrs. DeWitt.

- Oh, yes Mrs. DeWitt, yes Mrs. DeWitt.

That's all I ever get from you.

- [Miss staples] I'm sorry.

- Oh don't be sorry, don't be sorry.

Just get the elevator going.

(Soft rhythmic music)

- Well yes, how may I help you ladies?

- Yes, we're here to see
Mr. William Carmichael.

- Mr. Carmichael expecting you?

- Yes, I'm Betty Delaney and
this is my sister Sheila.

We've made an appointment.

- Delaney.

Ah yes, he's waiting for you right now.

Why don't you go on in?

- Thank you.

- Thank you.
- It's down the hall,

first door to your left.

Wonder what kinda diamonds they can buy.

(Coughing)

- Oh young man, must
you smoke that infertile

smelling thing in these confined quarters?

- I'm very sorry, madam.

- Yes, I should think you would be.

There's no consideration
these days, miss staples.

I mean, when I was a young lady,

we knew how to behave.

I'd like to send this man back there.

Suffocating, it's all over
the place, I can't stand it.

- Yes.

Now I understand that you young ladies

have come into considerable wealth.

- [Sherry] Yeah, our father's estate

just came out of probate

and we'd like to invest
some of it in a commodity,

such as diamonds.

- Yes, well.

I'm sure that we can accommodate you.

Just what kind of stones
are you interested in?

- [Janet] The best, the very best.

- Ah well certainly.

But that takes in a lot of territory.

Let me put it this way.

How much money are you prepared to invest

in what kind of stones?

- Well, how much money do we need?

- Well, that depends on the stones.

It could go as high as, oh...

Say, $100,000.

For an uncut gem.

- Oh, that's too bad.

- [William] I beg your pardon?

- Well actually, daddy
didn't leave us money.

But he gave us a wonderful
idea on how to get some.

I don't think I quite understand.

- Maybe I can clear it up
for you, Mr. Carmichael.

We're here to take, not buy.

Oh, oh my goodness.

But, but, but, but...

- But, but your ass.

Get into that safe and empty it.

Oh my goodness.

- Don't, don't...
- Move it, you little weasel.

- I can't do what you ask.

No, I can't do what you ask
because the safe is locked.

- So, open it.

- I can't.

We were gonna close earlier today so

the time lock is set
and it can't be opened

'til nine o'clock tomorrow morning.

- Find out.

I don't like you.

And if you're lying,

I'm gonna take great
pleasure in blowing away

the back of your head.

- Yes, of course.

I mean, no, no, I'm not lying.

- He's right, it's locked.
- (Buzzer blaring)

- All right, you answer it.

And you be real careful.

Yes?

- [Ralph] I'm ready to
leave with today's shipment.

Will there be anything
else, Mr. Carmichael?

- What shipment?

What shipment?

- Today's delivery of diamonds

to the downtown exchange.

- Get him in here.

- [Ralph] Mr. Carmichael, are you there?

- Yes, Ralph.

Could you please come into my office?

- [Ralph] Yes sir, right away.

- Now listen, weasel.

When he gets in here, you be nice, okay?

- Yes, yes, of course, but please,

please be careful with the guns.

- How dare you, young man.

If I say I have an appointment,
I have an appointment.

- Oh yes, ma'am, it's
just that I can't seem

to find any record of it here.

- No record?

No record?

Those machines, I just know it.

Those confounded machines.

- Well now, ma'am, if you'll just be calm,

I'll see what I can do.

I, young man, am perfectly calm.

- Yes ma'am, yes ma'am, I know.

Would you spell the name
for me again, please?

- [William] You'll never get
away with this, you know.

- Hmm.

That's what they used
to tell Jessie James.

- Dope?

Oh, that's what it is.

Narcotics, I just don't
understand you young people.

- Don't feel bad, daddy.

We don't understand you either.

(Knocking)

- Yes, Ralph.

- Yes, Mr. Carmichael.
- Come in, Ralph.

- Put it on the desk, quick.

- Oh Christ, man, it's chained to him.

- That's right, it is.

You're not going to open
this here or anywhere else.

Besides, the key's downtown.

- [William] You'll never get
away with this, I promise you.

- He hit it.
- I know.

Nice going, Mr. Carmichael.

- [Mrs. DeWitt] You better
know to figure this out.

- I know that, ma'am.

I mean, yes ma'am, I'm
doing everything I can

to help you, believe me.

- I see you for every penny that you have.

- What the hell?
- Hold it.

- Freeze, hands behind your back.

- Hand me that rock.

All right, we're taking you with us, move.

You take care of him.

- [William] What are you gonna do to me?

I've got a wife and kids.

(Soft rhythmic music)

- Everybody's cuffed.

- Where the hell are they?

- Did you get the stuff?
- Yeah, I've got it.

Let's get outta here.

- Who's he?

- We've gotta take him with us.

He's on the other end of the stones.

Let's go.

Move, man, move.

(Elevator dings)

All right, get in there, move.

Get over there.

- [Ginger] What are we gonna do with her?

- I don't know.

- Gets more complicated by the minute,

- doesn't it?
- Shut up.

- Who are you people anyway?

What's going on here?

- Why don't you give up
while you have a chance?

- Let me off this elevator immediately.

- Why don't we just blast her?

- Are you crazy, there's a
guard in the lobby, remember?

- Just shut up.
- What is going on here?

I'm not gonna do anything.

Why don't you just let me go?

- It's a little late, honey.

And remember, you two, look natural.

If you fuck up, you're both dead.

(Smooth rhythmic music)

- Who the hell told you
to bring them back here?

Janet, you've got shit for brains!

- We couldn't help it, Johnny.

We ran into her in the elevator

and he's chained to the goddamn case.

- Why didn't you open it there?

- No way, take a look at it.

- All right, all right.
- What's wrong with you?

People, are you crazy or something?

- Look mouth, this isn't fun and games.

For real, you understand?

- Yes, I understand.

But you don't frighten me.

Scum like you never have.

- Tie her up, I'll deal with you later.

Now move, asshole.

- You will get caught.

You realize that, don't you?

- That's just about the kind of language...

- Look... (Gunshot)

- Don't worry.

I didn't shoot him.

- What are you going to do with us?

- I don't know.

I hadn't planned on you.

What do you think we ought
to do with her, girls?

- Well, we could put an apple
in her mouth and roast her.

- You can't get away with this, you know.

- Oh, now she's gonna give us a sermon.

You don't scare easily, do you?

- Not by someone like you.

You're just a bunch of
cheap little crooks.

- Ah, temper, temper, temper.
- Take your hands off of me.

- You're a testy little bitch, aren't you?

If I weren't so happy, I'd
shove my gun up your ass.

(Spits)

Well I do believe that's strawberry.

Ginger, Janet, take
asshole out in the back

and tie him to the shack.

You two keep an eye on mouth.

I'm gonna go call Charlie.

Is Charlie there?

Guess what old Johnny's got.

- How many times I got to tell you,

don't talk on the phone.

- Well Jesus, I haven't said anything yet.

- [Charlie] So when do
you want to meet me?

- Well, Charlie, I got a small problem.

What's the problem, you missed?

- No, no, no, no, no, we
got what we went after.

Well, it's just that...

The girls brought company with them.

- Company, what company?

- The fucking guard, they brought...

- [Charlie] Guard, hey,
I don't want to hear it.

I don't want to hear nothing.

- Yeah but you gotta...

- [Charlie] Nothing, I
don't wanna hear nothing.

- Okay, okay.

When do we meet?

- Sorry, can't.

But I'm not even sure I know you.

As for seeing me, forget it.

I'm going out of town.

- Wait a minute, wait a minute.

I just went through a lot for you.

- [Charlie] For me?

Not for me, mister, I don't even know you.

- What am I supposed to do?

I got diamonds and people up my ass.

- Take an ex-lax.

(Phone slams)

He fucked me, the lousy creep!

- What's the matter, Johnny?

- That fucking fuck, he
cooled it and ran, bitch.

- Well, we still have
the jewels, don't we?

- They're no good without
him, don't you understand?

- Why don't you spell it out for her?

- [Johnny] Shut up!

- Johnny, isn't there anybody else

that can handle the jewels?

- Fucking Dee Dee.

Leave me alone, will you, I got to think.

- Next thing his arms
and legs will fall off.

You've had it, mister.

Now why don't you let us out of here

while you still have a chance.

- Dee Dee, get Janet in here.

- What are you going to do?

- Dee Dee, do as I say, now!

- You know, Johnny, she
has a pretty sexy body

for such a straight chick.

Yeah.

Good piece of ass would
straighten her out right fast.

- [Janet] What's up?

- We're going to teach the lady a lesson.

We're gonna have a party

and guess who's gonna be the door prize?

- Oh, let us take care of
this one, okay, Johnny?

We'll have her head turned
inside out before we're through.

- Be my guest.

Save a little of the end for old Johnny.

- Oh god.
- Come on, move it.

(Crickets chirping)

- Hey, how you doing?

I guess it's pretty tight, isn't it?

- Well I can't feel my fingers,
if that's what you mean.

- I'm sorry, Archer.

- Oh, you mean, before they kill me?

- No, no one's going to kill you.

I mean, my brother's not a murderer.

- Oh really?

What's the other alternative?

- Listen, you're wrong and I
don't want to hear any more.

- Let me ask you something.

What are you doing with this gang?

- I belong here.

- Like hell.

You stick out like a sore thumb.

- Shut up or I'll tape your mouth shut.

I belong here and there
are no murderers here.

- Okay, come on, move it.

Okay, we told you we were
gonna give you a party.

- What kind of party?

- Well, that's for you to find out.

- Leave me alone.

- [Janet] Oh, don't you
worry about a thing.

- [Miss fibbs] Stop it!

- [Janet] Oh, poor baby.

- [Miss fibbs] Please leave me alone!

- [Janet] Don't worry.

That's your way of looking at it.

- You have taste.

- Stop it.

- [Janet] Just relax.

Don't worry about a thing, sweetheart.

- [Miss fibbs] And just
what do you plan on doing?

- [Janet] Well, have you
ever had a girl before?

What's your way of looking at it?

- Get the rest of these clothes off.

- Yeah, get her a little more comfortable.

Oh, speaking of comfortable.

- There you go.
- There we are.

Now we can get this
old blouse out of here.

- Stop it!

- [Janet] Oh, poor baby.

- Please leave me alone.

- [Sherry] Just relax.

Don't worry about a thing, sweetheart.

Oh, tiny feet, oh my.

- Just relax, honey.
- You're disgusting.

- You're both...
- Well if you'd relax,

maybe you'd just enjoy it a little more.

- Let's see what color.

You got some red down there too.

(Giggling)

- Please leave me alone.

- [Janet] Oh, just relax.

Come on, try and enjoy it a little.

Such a nice body.

(Soft music)

- [Sherry] Oh yeah!

(Soft music)

- [Miss fibbs] Stop!

(Soft music) (Moaning)

- [Sherry] Oh yeah!

(Soft music) (Moaning)

- [Miss fibbs] Stop, stop it!

- Why don't you get up here?

Let her take care of you.

- [Miss fibbs] No, no!

No, no!

(Soft music) (Moaning)

- Not bad for a beginner.

(Soft music) (Moaning)

Oh yeah!

(Soft music) (Moaning)

(Knocking)

- [Dee Dee] It's me, Dee Dee.

- Come on in.

- Oh sorry.
- Oh no, that's all right.

That's all right, what's up?

- Well, can I talk to you alone?

- Johnn y!
- Now!

- Oh, it's about midnight.

But I've just gotta talk to you.

- Well, let's get under the
covers and we'll snuggle,

like you used to do when you were a kid.

What's the matter?

- Well, it's just that I don't
like what's going on here.

- What's going on here?

- Well, this whole thing.

I mean, the girls.

What you all did to miss fibbs.

- Ah, she's nothing.

None of them are.

She's just one of those legions of squares

that live and die with a dying cunt.

You may not realize this,

but she enjoyed what
happened to her last night.

Yeah, she really did.

She dug it.

And we didn't hurt her.

She'll probably dream
about that experience

for the rest of her life.

- I don't know, Johnny.

I just don't understand.

- Well, there's nothing to understand.

She had something done to her

that she's wanted to
have done all her life.

She just didn't have the guts to go out

and do it on her own.

She's one of those great
cop-outs in the world.

- Well, what about the other girls?

Where do they stand in this
Johnny filled rating game?

- Ah, to hell with them.

- To hell with them?

Johnny, you're in and out
of bed making love to them.

How can you say that?

- They're just cunts.

Necessary evils, sweetheart.

They don't mean anything to me, nothing.

- Oh, I don't know, Johnny.

It's just that I didn't
bargain on all this violence

when I took up with you.

I'm really afraid.

- Why?

- Well, that we'll get caught.

Or worse than that.

- (Chuckles) What could
be worse than that?

- That you won't let the hostages go.

- Oh no, Johnny, you've
got to listen to me.

Or are you planning
something else for them

like you did to that man
in the bar the other night?

- Oh come on, that was self-defense.

Ginger had no other recourse.

Your problem is you worry too much.

Now why don't you go back into bed,

get a good night's sleep,

and stop agitating yourself, hmm?

- All right, Johnny.

- Send ginger back in here.

Hey, give me that pineapple, sweetie.

- Mystery meat again.

(Laughs)

- Yeah, I'll have some of that too.

- Wait a minute, Dee Dee,
I want you to hear this.

Now listen.

I think I got things figured out.

Had a good sleep on it.

Now, what do we got?

Bunch of uncut diamonds, right?

Maybe they're worth
half a million dollars.

So what do we do?

Dump them and run, huh?

- That sounds like such a
lot of waste of time, Johnny,

for all we went through to get them.

- Right.

Things would've gone on smoothly

if Charlie hadn't gotten scared and run.

But he did.

So what do we do?

We find ourselves
another fence that deals.

- Who, Johnny?

- Who, how the hell do I know who?

But I know where.

Kansas City.

- Why Kansas City?

- 'Cause that's where
Dee Dee and I grew up.

I got a lot of friends back there.

Not chicken asses like Charlie.

They'll know what to do.

Right now, we gotta take
care of our two pieces

of excess baggage.

- What are you going to
do with them, Johnny?

- Now first, let's feed
them some of this shit.

(Dishes clanging)

- I guess that's enough, huh?

- Yeah, I think so.

- Sherry, is Johnny going to
release the hostages soon?

- I don't know, Dee Dee.

Why don't you ask him?

You know, that courier's
kinda cute, isn't he?

- I haven't noticed.

- Hmm, I have.

Love those big brown eyes.

(Soft music)

(Soft music)

Do you like soup?

Cat got your tongue?

Sit up nice, open up like a little birdie.

That's a good boy.

- When are you gonna let us go?

- You don't like our company?

- My hands are getting numb.

- Oh, are the cuffs too tight?

- Yeah, how 'bout loosening them a bit?

- Hmm, that wouldn't be nice.

- You call what you're doing nice?

- I didn't know feeding
a man soup was a sin.

- How 'bout turning me loose, come on.

- You have the prettiest brown eyes.

- Look, look, you turn me loose.

No one will ever know.

- Oh, Johnny would.

Come on, let me go.

I promise, I'll forget I ever saw you.

(Giggles)

- There's no way you're ever
gonna forget you saw me.

Never, ever.

- Come on, baby, you and me.

We'll make it outta here tonight, okay?

- I can't do that.

That wouldn't be nice.

But I can make your stay
here a little easier.

Don't you think you're a bit
overdressed for the event?

(Moans)

You got some nice equipment there, Archer.

Let's see if it'll rise to the occasion.

(Moaning)

- What are you doing?

What is this, another one of your games?

Why'd you stop?

- [Sherry] The only game I'm playing

is make sure I get some too.

(Moaning)

- My hands.

(Moaning)

- [Sherry] Your turn.

(Moaning)

- Dee Dee, Johnny wants to know
if everything's all right.

- Why shouldn't it be?

- He just wants somebody to
keep looking in on the courier,

just to be on the safe side.

- Oh, well Sherry's in
there, so everything's okay.

Okay.

- Hmm, she's been in there quite awhile.

- You're certainly not
a very hospitable guest.

Here I come in, I feed you,

I give you the best ball you've
ever had in your whole life.

All you can think about is leaving.

- Get outta here.

- My, my, that certainly
wasn't your attitude

when I had that good looking
teat of yours in my mouth,

now was it?

You men are all alike.

Fuck 'em and forget 'em.

- [Dee Dee] Sherry.

- Dee Dee, how long have you...

- Long enough, now get out.

- Dee Dee, I was...

All right, I'll leave.

Good god, everybody's
so uptight around here.

- I'm sorry, honestly.

- Well next time I get a visit
from one of your friends,

it's not gonna be that friendly.

Listen, Dee Dee, when
are you gonna wake up?

I mean, really.

Those bitches in there
gotta draw you a picture?

- Look, I'll talk to my brother

and it won't happen again.

- Dee Dee, please let me go.

God, let me go!

- You know I can't do that.

- That woman and I are never
gonna get out of here alive.

- Look, I don't want to hear about it.

I said I'd talk to my brother.

What else can I do?

- You could cut these tapes.

Cut 'em, give me a chance.

- No, I can't and I won't.

Now just leave me alone.

Nothing will happen to you,
I'll talk to my brother.

(Soft dramatic music)

You lousy little slut.

If my brother ever finds out about this...

- Oh Jesus, Dee Dee, you can't tell him.

He'll kill me, you don't know him.

- I know him better than you do

or any of you do, for that matter.

- Dee Dee, I think Johnny's
starting to flip out.

Ever since he got those diamonds

and the fence ran out on him,

he's been acting like a crazy man.

- Crazy enough to kill the hostages?

- Crazy enough to kill me too, Dee Dee.

You can't tell him.

- Well, what about the hostages?

- You keep saying that.

- Well somebody's gotta
think about releasing them

before it's too late.

- Oh wow, forget it.

Not little Sherry.

- Well listen, Sherry.

I'll try and free Archer
and you pick the woman

and we'll make it look
like it's an accident.

They got away by themselves.

- Oh wow, I don't have a choice, do I?

- Uh-uh, not unless you want to explain

the courier's handsome cock to my brother.

Come on.

(Crickets chirping)

- I'm gonna take the tape
off you now, so be quiet.

- What are you doing?

- I'm saving my ass.

Now Johnny's car is parked out back.

There's an extra set
of keys over the visor.

- What about the other man?

- Hey, don't press your luck.

Be happy with what you
got, now get outta here.

(Car engine revving)

(Gunshot)

- Which one of you cunts let her loose?

Janet was with me all night,

so it must've been one of you two.

- Don't look at me, I sleep
in the room with Dee Dee.

- Ginger.

- Johnny, I...

Johnny, please, Johnny, please!

Johnny! (Gunshot)

- Now, she would!

What would've happened
if that broad escaped?

- The man would've come down on us.

- That's right.

And after what she did,

we can never trust Sherry again.

Now listen to me.

Nobody's dumping me into the slammer.

And that goes for you too, ginger.

- You had no choice, Johnny.

- That's right.

Now you and Janet take that body outside

and Bury her in the back.

- Sure.

Baby.

She would've shoved us right into the law.

- Well, it finally happened.

- Yes, it finally happened.

- I heard shots.

What are you gonna do?

- I'm so scared, I don't know what to do.

- Untie me.

- I'm scared.

- If you don't untie me,

you're gonna have my murder on your hands.

- I know, I know, but I
just don't know what to do.

- For Christ's sake, untie me.

- I don't have the keys.

- Who's got it?

- Johnny.

- Well get it from him.

- Ginger, get out of here.

- Haven't seen you do
that since you were a kid.

- Yeah, well I'm not here to
go into childhood memories.

- So what's your problem?

- What's my problem?

Johnny, there's two dead girls out there,

money from two holdups,

and a hostage ready for the barbecue,

and you ask me what's my problem?

Oh Johnny, please don't kill anymore.

I don't think I can stand it.

- Those two had to go,
Dee Dee, you know that.

The only thing that counts
in this world is survival.

You and me, little sister.

- Okay fine, then let Archer go

and let's you and me get out of here.

Oh please, Johnny, please?

- Oh, what the hell's
he giving to the world?

- Well, what are you giving to the world?

- You got the hots for him?

You're jealous.

- Jealous?

- Sure, I'm boning all those
little chicks under your nose.

Christ, you're jealous!

- You pathetic egomaniac.

You better leave me alone, Johnny.

- How long is it you've wanted
to go to bed with me, huh?

Is it when you were a little girl

and you used to crawl into
bed and snuggle with me, huh?

- You're crazy.

- You know, I used to watch you undress

when you were a little girl.

Used to watch those little tits of yours

get bigger and bigger.

- Johnny.
- They became eating size.

And all the time, you
wanted to make it with me.

- Johnny, I'm your sister!

Get your hands off me!

Stop it!

- Start it, you mean.

Why don't you stop this
fake struggling, huh?

(Groans)

(Dramatic music)

(Screaming)

(Screaming) (Dramatic music)

(Soft music)

Oh Dee Dee, I've always wanted you.

(Soft music) (Moaning)

- Oh, Johnny.

(Soft music) (Moaning)

Oh, Johnny.

(Soft music) (Moaning)

Oh, Johnny, I love that.

(Soft music) (Moaning)

That's fantastic.

(Moaning)

Johnny, I love that, Johnny.

Oh, Johnny, Johnny.

Johnny, I've wanted you for so long.

For so long.

(Moaning)

Johnny, Johnny!

(Moaning)

(Dramatic music)

- Are you,

Jesus, are you all right?

- For once in my life, yes.

- The key, did you get it?

- Uh-huh.
- Oh god, thank god.

Let's get outta here.

- What are you going to do?

- Let's go to the house.

Let's get him.

- No, listen, you wouldn't stand a chance.

They've all got guns.

- Maybe you're right.

Enough killing.

We'll let the police handle it.

- Oh the sooner, the better.

- [Johnny] Ginger, go get Dee Dee.

Probably out in the shed.

(Whistling)

- Johnny!

Johnny, Archer's loose!

(Gunshots)

(Dramatic music)

(Gunshots)

(Dramatic music)

(Gunshots)

(Dramatic music)

- I can't run anymore.

- Come on, we'll make it, it isn't far.

- No, I can't go, you go.

- I'm not leaving you here, you know that.

- Look, he won't hurt me, I'm his sister.

- Sister, shit, do you forget
what happened back there?

Come on.

(Gunshots)

- All right, that's far enough.

Now drop it, drop it.

Dee Dee, get outta the way.

- Looks like you'll have
to do it the hard way.

- Dee Dee, get outta the way!

You bastard.

I'll put a bullet through both of you!

- Sure you will.

- Johnny, stop killing!

- Dee Dee, for Christ's sake!

(Gunshot)

(Screams)

Oh, Dee Dee.

Oh, Dee Dee, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

(Gunshot)

(Soft music)