All language subtitles for Stick_en

J'j'

J'j'

- You've grown a lot,
you know that?

J'j'

- Hey, Bobbi.

- Hey, rainy, hi.
- How you doing?

- Pretty good.

- Hi.

- Has Chucky been around?

- No.

So far it's been
a pretty good week!

Oh, yeah?

- Can we have a couple of beers?
- Sure.

It's 9:30 in the morning.

So, it's 9:30 in the morning.

Think about it,

now that you're out you can
drink early, huh?

Hard-on, relax,
what is it with you?

- There you go.

- Thanks.

- You're welcome.

- Take it easy, will you?

Just relax, huh?

- Salud.
- Salud.

- Hey, how you guys doing?

I'm from New York.

Where are you from?

- Puerto Rico.

Puerto Rico, that's good.

Hey, Bobbi, give me another one,
will you?

- Same way?

- Yeah.

Puerto Rico, I like that.

Great ass.

Hey, you guys ever been
to lauderdale before?

You know what goes on
here during easter break?

A million little chicks,
that's what.

I'm talking peach fuzz!

Thank you, Bobbi.

You have a beautiful ass.

- You got short eyes,
you know that?

- Hey.

Hey, Bobbi, come here.

Bobbi, come here a minute.

Come here, I want to tell you
something.

Holy shit!

- He fainted.

- Stick, you can't do that, man.

You can't bang a guy's head

every time 'cause he says
something.

It leaves a bad impression.

I got to go back in that place.

You among civilians now,
this is a free country.

- Guy was an asshole.

- So he's an asshole.

So, what are you gonna do?

Bang every asshole
that says something?

You'll be banging assholes
every five minutes.

You know how many
assholes there are in the world?

- How many?

- There's a lot of assholes.

A lot of assholes.

- You know, she reminded me
of my daughter.

She reminded me of Katie.

I want to show you.

Look at Katie, huh?

- Yeah, she's a pretty girl.

When are you gonna see her?

- Now, look, you know what it
says on the back of the picture?

- What?

- "Dear dad, I'm trying to look
sexy... love, Katie."

- You going to see her?

- No, no.
- No?

Why?

- Because I want to get a job,
I want to get some money.

I wanna... I look like a...

- I look like a bum.
- Okay, listen.

I'm gonna go see somebody now.

We're gonna do something.

We're gonna make some money,
okay?

All you got to do is you got to
go with me, okay... huh?

- Rainy.

- What's the matter?

- No drugs, man.

- Hey, you think I get you into
a situation like that?

I said we're gonna... what we're
going to do is we're gonna

pick up a suitcase, we're gonna
take it some place,

and they're gonna pay us $5,000.

- Can I ask you something?
- What?

- If you're so well-connected,
and you got all this money

coming in and everything,

why are you riding around
in this piece of shit?

- You're calling my truck
a piece of shit?

- Yes, look at this,
a piece of shit.

- That's nothing, I gotta fix
that, it needs a screw.

Listen, I could have
any car I want.

- You know why I have this car?
- Why?

- Because this car
is very inconspicuous.

I tell you something.

Howard Hughes used to drive a
truck just like this one.

That's right.

- Howard Hughes?
- That's right.

- You're beautiful,
you know that?

- What it is, Lionel?

Como esté?

- Those guys are good friends
of yours, huh?

- Oh, yeah.

Now, look, when we see
this guy Chucky,

please, stick,
don't smartass him.

Please, he's a shark, so, don't
say anything, okay?

Hey, Armand,
how're you doing, man?

- Hi, Armand.

- Hey, rainy, who's your friend?

- Don't worry, Armand,
it's okay.

He's cool,
he's a good friend of mine.

Now, listen, Chucky may look
like a clown,

but don't mess with him, okay?

Like, I'm not kidding,
he's crazy.

Ooh, look at that neon.

I'm gonna have a lot of this
stuff when I get my own house.

- You would.

- Ooh, come here, kitty.

Hey, kitty cat.

Look, isn't she nice?

He's got a lot of cats.

- Chucky's got a lot of pills.

- Who is this bozo?

- This is stick.

You remember
I told you about him.

He's a good friend of mine
and I owe him plenty.

We were in 11 block
together, him and I.

- Armand, bring it over here.

Tested by a 500-pound gorilla.

Won't open unless you tamper
with it.

- Now, you say that every time.

- Two hundred thou,
you little greaser.

Give it to nestor personally.

Nobody else.

- Okay, uh, what about our
money, $5,000 you said, right?

- Come back tomorrow,
I'll be here.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa.

- Like the man said,
we'll come back tomorrow.

He'll be here.

Won't you, fat man?

You got some balls.

Hey, moke.

It's on its way.

- I told you not to say
anything.

What, are you trying
to screw this deal?

It's already screwed.

And does this guy nestor
have an office

in the freaking everglades?

- Look, I told you.

Nestor buys
the stuff in Colombia

and Chucky brings it in
and unloads it.

We don't touch any dope.

We just deliver the money
from Chucky to nestor.

- In the middle of nowhere?

- It's just the way
he likes to do things.

It's a little ceremony,
no big thing.

- Well, it sucks.

Why don't we pass on this thing?

- Hey, no way, man.

We made a deal and we can't
break it, you know that.

Oh, I almost forgot to tell you.

We're going to meet this guy
mokey.

He works for Chucky sometimes.

He's an albino, so don't say
anything, okay?

- I've seen albinos before.

- Not like this one, you ain't.

There's mokey.

He'll take us to nestor.

- Why don't we give him
the money and go?

- I told you, it's a ceremony.

Just keep quiet, all right?

- Yeah.

- Hey, mokey, how you doing?

Good to see you, man.

You're looking great, man,
look at you.

How you doing, huh?

Hey, uh, you look good.

You've been running, right?

You look great,
you're in good shape.

Look at me, I can't do anything.

Uh, get in the back.

Will you get in the back?

What it is, mokey!

Come on in.

Sit down.

What?

- The suitcase, dogshit.

What the fuck you looking at?

- I never saw anybody with
bunny eyes before.

- Mokey, mokey, listen, mokey.

Mokey, what are we doing here?

Uh, mokey, do you know where
we're going?

I... uh, I mean,
I don't know what.

Are we supposed to wait here,
mokey?

Nobody said anything to me
about waiting, mokey, so...

Sorry.

I'll, I'll wait.

- Just drive, spic!

Okay, I just go straight until
you tell me to turn, okay?

Jesus, you know what it is?

I get very nervous 'cause, uh,

nestor, you know,
he gets very upset.

And I don't want no problems.

J'j'

- All right, get out.

Hold it.

I want him to take it.

- What?

It's okay, it's okay,
I'll take it.

I want to say
hello to nestor anyway.

Hey, rainy, como esté?

- Muy bien, gracias, y tu?

- Bien.

Tu familia esté bien?

-Ah!

J'j'

J'j'

J'j'

- Ya voy!

Toma.

- Gracias, amigo.

- Tell me your pleasure.

You want marijuana?

You want, uh, sleepy stuff?

Tell me, what you want?

- I'll have seven more of these.

- Little puerto rican didn't
learn shit.

- Yeah.

- Want to play with thepachucos
and get rich.

J'j'

- Hey, dad, why do I always have
to carry those?

Why don't you carry them
and I'll take the bag?

Right.

Come on, let's go,
give your mom a hand.

- I'm hungry, maybe we can eat
something?

- Yeah, yeah.

- All right.

- Hey, boss, I thought we're
meeting the bimini shipment?

What gives?

- Relax, it's already here.

- Here?

Where?

- The cooler, dummy.

Five keys of Peruvian flake

right in front of their
fucking noses.

Yes, sir.

From Bogota' to Istanbul,

nobody's smarter,
nobody's slicker.

- Who was that guy?

- Nobody.

He was a cage roach
that did time with rainy.

- This nobody barbecued the
asses of my two best soldiers.

- Don't worry, I'll nail his
balls to the barn door.

- That I would like to see.

You know, Chucky, you're making
mistakes I cannot afford.

- For Christ sakes.

- You see how your stupidity
last month

brings us to this point?

- Did I know
the buyer was a fucking narc?

Why, the douchebag had me
suckered.

The son of a bitch
was damn good.

It happens to the best.

What difference does it make?

I paid you
the 200 grand back, didn't I?

- You owe me a life.

Ohh... come on, don't tell me

we're going into
that voodoo stuff again.

- You owe me a life.

- Now, nestor, I sent you two.

- Nada!

You sent nada!

The man I lost for your mistake
was of value to me.

The men you sent...

A pathetic little puerto rican
and acabrénl don't even know.

They mean nothing at all to you.

I want someone of value to you!

That idiot?

Not enough.

- Yes, right, you're right.

Look, I'll, uh...

I'll take care of the stir bird,
and, uh...

That'll square it
with us, right?

- He's your trouble now.

If you don't find him,
I perform the ceremony.

- Look, I don't want any of
your gods pissed at me.

Whatever you believe,
that's fine.

Me, I'm kind of
non-denominational.

- Remember Hendricks?

He tried to cheat me.

He had a fondness for stuffing
candy up his nose.

Like you, he did not believe.

Yet still,

he lost that fondness.

Ah, ah, oh, Jesus, Jesus!

Jesus.

- Restore the balance,
and there will be no ceremony.

- Thank you, nestor.

Thank you, thank you.

- Chucky!

You still owe me a life.

- Gracias.

- Por nada.

- Stick, I know how you feel
about rainy,

but you don't want to think
about, uh, how you say it, uh...

- Revenge.

- Um-hmm.

- No.

- Muy bien,

- rainy knew what he was into.

You play that game, sooner or
later you're gonna lose.

- Rainy, always
with his big dreams.

But you... shit!

You know better.

You shouldn't have been there
in the first place.

You're not going to mess with
those people, are you, stick?

- If they don't mess with me.

- Ah.

- There is one thing.

- What?

- Chucky's suitcase.

It was delivered.

So?

- So, like rainy said, you don't
break a deal.

- Ah, stick,
in prison youmuy bueno.

- Right.

- It's out here in the world,
looks like you fuck up.

- That's true.

J'j'

J'j'

J'j'

j'j'

J'j'

J'j'

J'j'

J'j'

J'j'

- Como estés, Luis?

- Yo estoy bien,

no problem.

They'll be back.

I've got to get my ass
out of here.

-Amigo, what did you do to
Chucky, he don't like you?

- I don't know.

I just called him "fat man".

Why don't you nose around?

See if you can find out
why he set us up.

Doesn't make any sense.

- Chucky esté loco.

You better be careful,
these guys play rough.

- That's true.

- Es verdad.
- Es verdad.

- So, the stuff going to
Louisiana and Texas is, uh...

Is, um, coming to us overland.

You see, the usual routes
is a little warm,

so we divvy up
and use the alternates.

Say, you got a chair in here?

No, I guess not.

So it means that... a couple
or three extra days.

But the payment's in gold

and the conversion to francs is
gonna stay great, so who cares?

So, that's about it.

We are doing fine.

Except, you know, you need
a little light in here.

You know, it's gloomy.

I don't know why we have to do
business here, anyhow.

- Because I like to do business
here.

- Oh, fine.

- And what of stick?

- Now, now...

That's no problem.

He's gone.

You see,

I'm working on a movie deal
right now with Barry brahn.

He's bringing in a big shot
producer from Hollywood.

When that's over,
like I said, we'll find him

and he's history, don't worry.

Hey, about that movie deal,
you know...

About the movie deal, you know,
maybe you'd like to be in on it.

You know... start-ups.

So, anyhow, I'll, I'll handle
this stick.

He ain't going nowhere.

Except maybe to the bottom
of some suck hole

out there in the swamps, right?

Okay.

I'll keep in touch.

Good seeing you.

It's always a pleasure.

- Listo para oir, stick?

- Listo.

- Well, they say Chucky

sent nestor a buyer who
was a fed, a narc.

- A narc?
- Sl'.

And the fed tried to hit nestor.

One man was killed, one busted.

Nestor has
to pay the guy's bond.

- And the guy skips town.

- Of course.

So nestor say Chucky owes him
because it was his fault.

Owes him $200,000
for the bail money.

- Of course.

- Also... a life.

- A life?

- Por que?

- Listen, Chucky's bad, but
nestor... oh, es peor.

But now we're
talking about black magic.

Something they bring over
called, uh, santer/'a.

They kill animals, chickens,
offer them to African gods.

- Yeah.

It looks like they ran out
of chickens.

- Anyway, the word
is Chucky's losing it,

making too many mistakes,
taking his own drugs.

Lately he's been looking for a
way to make some clean money.

Has been hanging around this
Wheeler-dealer type, you know.

Palm beach family, old money.

- What does
this guy see in Chucky?

- He likes him.

You know, chase the girls,
party on the yacht.

The good life.

Chucky figures this guy can get
him something legitimate.

- Is this guy clean?
- Si.

Just likes to hang around
criminal types, you know.

Like Chucky.

- What's his name?

- Barry brahn.

You know, stick, if you want
to get at Chucky,

maybe this guy might be the way.

- Where do I find him?

- At durty Nelly's,
you know the place.

- Yeah, I know the place.

J'j'

- hi, how are you doing?

- Hi.

- Would you like a beer?

- Sure.

- Boy, my god, you're the one

who smashed the guy's face
into the bar.

Boy, have you changed.

- Is that good?

Yeah!

You called that guy
"short eyes"?

- Yeah, it's an expression.

It means child molester.

- Do I look like a child?

- No, you don't.

You remind me of somebody.

My daughter.

-Isthat good?

- Yeah, that's good.

- All right.

- Hey, Bobbi.
- Yeah?

- What is the last thing that
goes through a bug's mind

as it hits the windshield?

- I don't know, what?

- Its asshole.

- Yeah?

- You got my keys?

- What keys?

- My car keys.

Wasn't Cecil in here?

Didn't he leave my car keys?

- Unh-unh, Cecil wasn't here.

- Cecil didn't come in here and
leave my car keys?

- No, Cecil wasn't here at all.

Maybe he left them in the car.

- He had better
have left them in the car.

Because if he didn't, Cecil's
days are numbered.

Cecil, you putz.

- Good afternoon.

Need some help?

- Only if you're a car thief.

- I'll do the best I can.

- Son of a gun.

- It'll cost you a hundred.
- You got it.

- Okay.
- Damn.

You want a car thief, you think
you can find a car thief,

you're a car thief!

- There we are.

- Son of a bitch, look at that.

That's some
little machine you got there.

- Yeah, every housewife should
have one.

I'll be on my way.

- Hey, hold it, hold it!
- Yo!

- How am I gonna start the car?

- Well, it'll cost you another
hundred.

- Jeez, Christ.

- Open the bonnet.

- "Open the bonnet"?

- The bonnet,
this is an English car,

we call it "bonnet,"
not a "hood."

- Oh, yeah?

- Opening the bonnet.
- Very good.

I'll have it
going in no time, sir.

I love these ca rs.

- Barry, you okay?

- Yeah, Kyle, no problem.

I'd like you to meet
my new mechanic.

- Good afternoon.

- Hi.

- You know, in my life,

this never happens to me because
the key word...

God, what a beautiful face.

My philosophy of life
is organization.

Son of a bitch, you did it!

- You bet.

Well, I'm off.

- Hey, could you drive this
thing to key biscayne?

- Oh, I could drive it to key
biscayne, but I don't want to.

- It's worth another $100.

- You got it.

- Hey, you know,
you're all right, I figured...

- I'll take the $100 now.

- You what?

- The $100, I'll take it now.

- You got some balls.

- That's what everybody says.

- You know,
when I got up this morning,

I thought the day was going
to be beautiful.

Then I got this asshole
chauffeur, ceece, you see...

Hey... hey, hey, hey, hey!

Where you going?
Hold it, hold it, huh!

- I bet you want to go along
for the ride.

- You son of a bitch!

Yeah, Arthur, go ahead.

A mi! And a half of what?

9.7, well, that's not bad,
that's not terrific either.

Okay.

Give me till June 15th, come
due, I'll take your whole load.

Of course end of June, I'm into
housing, soybean futures...

Some goddamned thing.

Yeah, all right, let me know.

Asshole.

How many cars
you boost in your career?

- 412.

- Jesus Christ! You do any time?

- Not for cars.

Armed robbery.

- Whoo!

Oh! You're something else!

J'j'

hold it, hold it, look at this.

- Huh?
- Amazing.

You know, I haven't seen
anything like that

since I was
at my grandmother's house.

She opened the refrigerator door
and the light came on.

- Is that right?

You know, I, I turned down

"architectural digest"
three times.

They wanted to shoot the house.

But I like to keep a low
profile, you know.

I'm a kind of understated type
of guy, you'll find that...

You conversant with, uh,
"architectural digest"?

- Oh yeah, everybody loved
that magazine in the joint.

- Oh, yeah?

- Yeah, they waited in line
for it at the shitter.

- No shit.

- Afternoon, Mr. Brahn,
afternoon!

- Hi, Cornell.

- Yes, sir.
- Mmm-hmm.

Okay, pal, here's the deal.

Two bills a week,
room and board.

Got a great cook,
but no fucking the maid,

she's a very nice girl.

- I gotta wear a uniform?

- Four of them, made-to-order.

- I got to dress
like this clown?

- Oh, no, no, no,
this is cut to you, man.

- Uh-huh, where do I live?

- Apartment over the garage.

- I got a roommate?

- Do you believe this guy?

It's a two-bed room apartment,

you'll be sharing it
with the houseman.

Cornell, Ernest stickley.

- Glad to meet you,
Mr. Stickley.

- How are you?

- Well, now, tell me,
you want the job or not?

- Let me explain something to
you, all right?

- Sure.

- The last seven years,
top to bottom,

I spent in a room
7-1/2 feet by 10-1/2 feet.

I shared it with another guy.

I'm out now.

I don't sleep with anybody
I don't want to sleep with.

I go where I want to go
and I do what I want to do.

- Oh, yeah.

- Now, I'll go upstairs and take
a look at that room,

and if I like it,

I'll let you know whether
I want the job or not.

- You know, I can't help it.

I like you.

Cornell, show him the room.

- This your bag, stickley?

- Yeah.

- This is some shack, huh?

Great-looking cars,
great-looking boats.

Guy's got his initials
on everything.

Huh, real subtle.

- Well, he ain't got 'em on me.

- Say what?

- What the hell you doing
calling me a clown?

- Well, I wasn't
talking about you, pal.

I was talking about your outfit.

It ain't the snappiest looking
outfit I've ever seen, you know.

- Sayi you don't know me.

I'll clown all over your ass,
you fuck with me.

Now, you've got
to be here longer

than ten minutes
to understand who I am.

Do you understand that?

- Yeah, I think I do.

- Come on.

- Yassuh.

- Well, there
goes the neighborhood.

- You're from the block, right?
- Yeah.

Come out of raiford
four years ago.

And as you can see,
I found happiness.

- Oh, yeah.

- This is the guest room
right here.

This is where his stockbroker,
financial advisor, whatever...

Kyle mclaren,
she usually stays here.

- Uh-oh!

Kyle mclaren?

Blonde, gorgeous, drives
a yellow Porsche?

- Oh, you've seen her?

- Saw her? Yeah.

- Yeah, man, ain't she fine?

- Tell me.

- The Porsche is his.
- Uh-huh.

- But she ain't.
- Go on.

She stays here once in a while?

- Yeah, she stays here.

That's the only reason
in the world I know of

why I would ever want
to be rich.

And I don't think she'd mind.

- Cornell.

Where we're supposed to stay,
our rooms,

how far away from this room,
approximately is our room?

- Right down the hall.

- Right down the hall?

- Stickley...
- Yeah?

- Her brother is an FBI agent.

- I never let stuff like that
bother me.

Well, here we are.

Ain't a bad bivouac, huh?

- Not bad.

- Bedroom and
the shitter is in here.

Make yourself at home, my man.

- It'll take some
getting used to,

walking from one room
to the other to take a pee.

- Yeah, I know what you mean.

It's convenient as hell
having that pisser

slapped up
against your bed, huh?

- Barry likes sniffing around
unsavory types like us,

doesn't he?

- Oh, man,
he's a real crime groupie.

He likes rubbing up
against danger,

but not so close that he gets
any on him.

You understand what I'm saying?

He is a real pain in the ass.

I mean, but he's okay, he's,
he's, he's...

He's harmless, he's like a...

- Wimp.

- Yeah.

Barry the wimp.

- You ever see
a fat guy around here

wearing Hawaiian shirts
named Chucky?

- He a friend of yours?

- More like an acquaintance.

- Are you a junkman, stickley?

- I got a friend somewhere
out in the everglades.

He's gas bubbles and gator bait.

Chucky's the reason why.

- Hmm.

Well, if Chucky's after you,

you picked the best place
in Miami to lay low.

See, he's been
sucking up to Mr. Brahn too long

trying to score legit deals to
be messing with you around here.

Just stay close to Barry.

Chucky will never mess
with you, guarantee you that.

- Uh-huh.

This belong to anybody here?

That belongs to Cecil.

That's the guy's job
you just took.

- Guy's job I just took?

- Yeah, that's right.

- He come around here often?

- Luisa Rosa, Ernest stickley.

- How you doing?

- I'm feeling depressed because
of my anxieties.

- Oh, good.

- Have a nice day!

- I'm teaching luisa Rosa how
to speak American.

- Right on, bro.

J'j'

- ask me now.

- Happy?

- Happy.

I take the Chrysler,
you wear the black one.

I take the rolls, you wear the
tan one and so on.

- Uh-huh.

In the morning I get up,
I sit around in my jammies

until you decide which car
you're going to take.

- Very funny.
- Thank you.

J'j'

- Yeah.

- Chucky, I found him.

- Found who?

- Stick.

- All right.

Where is he?

- He just came out
of the Fontainebleau

with that dildo pal
of yours brahn.

- Barry?!

Jesus h, Christ, what the hell's
he doing with Barry brahn?

- He's dressed up
like some dipshit driver.

Want me to take him out?

- No, no, no, let him be.

Don't go anywhere near him
when he's with Barry brahn.

- What the hell are you talking
about... why not?

- You can play with stick all
you want when he's by himself.

As much as you want,
he's yours, my present.

But don't go anywhere near him
when he's with Barry.

You got me?

All right, Katie!

J'j'

- down the center,
down the center!

Whoo!

- Okay, move it back!

- All right, let's go.

- All right!

J'j'

-oh!

How are you, short pockets?

- Dad, you don't have to call me
short pockets anymore.

- Oh, what do you prefer?

- Katie.

- You got it.

J'j'

- Nice car, dad.

- Pretty fancy.

- Isn't it a little obvious?

- It's not hot, I'm a chauffeur.

It's all legal.

- Right.

- Cute, real cute, aren't you?

- Yeah, sometimes.

And these shoes are so ugly,

I look like
I have flintstone feet.

- Very chic.

- I saved all your letters...
- Both of them.

- Smart ass.

I tried to write.

I'm just not very good at it,
you know?

- I know, it's okay.

- I talked to your mom
this morning.

That's how I knew you were here.

How is she?

- She's okay.

She gets a little weird
sometimes,

but you know how that is.

- Oh, boy,
do I know how that is.

Any closer to getting
a stepfather?

- No.

Am I any closer
to getting my real father?

- Youarea smart ass, aren't you?

- I take after my dad.

That's right.

Let's do something right now,
you pick.

- What?

- Roller-skating.
- No.

- Horseback riding.
- No.

- What?
- I got it, I got it, I got it.

Sit right here
and listen to the ducks.

- You got it.

Come on, Katie, let's go!

- Oh no, Leslie,
I'll tell her I can't go.

- Go where?

- Just the beach.

She wants to meet guys.

- Guys?

- Dad, I'm 15.

- That's right,
you are, aren't you?

Come on.

- No, I don't need to go.
- Come on.

- Dad, I'd rather be with you.

- We can be together
for the rest of our lives.

- It's gonna be okay this time,
isn't it?

- Yeah, it's gonna be okay.

- See you.
- Okay.

Bye, dad!

J'j'

J'j'

J'j'

J'j'

Hey! Bunny eyes!

Come on, bad ass.

- Hey, baby, nice flight, huh?

- You look beautiful.
- Hi, Barry.

- You have a good trip?
- Great, thank you.

- What do you think
of the new paint job?

- Very subtle.

- I hated the red,
but this has got class.

- Hi.

Hold on, Arthur!

Hey, Kyle, why don't
you and me go out tonight?

- Barry, you're having
a party tonight.

- What do you think I came in for?
- Oh, yeah, right.

- Besides, the thought of having
a relationship with you

other than business
is thoroughly disgusting.

- Thank you.

What, Arthur, what?

Arthur says automated medical.

I forget what the hell they do.

- Interferon,
and they're working on herpes.

- Jesus Christ!

Hey Arthur, give me 10,000
shares of that.

I love that stock!

Yeah, if they keep that disease
going, I'm gonna be rich.

What?

Arthur, you know how I feel
about over-the-counter stuff.

Hey, where are we going?

- Give you a little treat.

We're gonna take the boat home.

- Aw, no!
- Yeah.

J'j'

Be it ever so humble,

there's no place like
a $3.5 million home!

- Hiya.

- Excuse me.
- How you doing?

- Fine.

- I'll, uh...

I'll see you around the campus.

J' I long to hold you near j'

I and kiss you I

j' just once more I

I but you were on the ship j'

j' and I was on the shore j'

j" now I know lonely nights... I

j' how's that, beautiful, huh?

- Ah, great.

Where's my campari and soda?

Give me a break,
come back later.

I'll have it.

- Come on, man, I need my
campari and soda.

- Come back for it.
- Hurry up, would you please?

Would you please?
Campari and soda.

- I don't know the color
of campari.

- Campari, campari...

What's campari look like?

- It's the red stuff.
- Ah.

I got it, here we go.

- Having fun?
- Yeah.

Sounds like palm beach.

How come rich people's music
is so bad?

- You're from palm beach.

Don't you like
this kind of music?

- I'm hired help, stickley,
same as you are.

- Oh, ha-ha.

- You're gonna love this.

What do you call a boomerang
that doesn't come back?

- I don't know, Barry, what?

A stick!

Where the hell is firestone?

- I don't know,
he's your friend.

- Oh, listen.

Take some champagne,
take it out to the boat

and give it to Mr. and Mrs...

Hello, admiral!

Where you been? I've been
looking all over for you.

Boy, you look terrific.

How are ya doing?

- Who's firestone?

- Barry's movie producer,
he's the guest of honor.

- Oh.

- Stickley, somebody can't take
their eyes off you.

- Hmm?

- Is Chucky a pal of yours?

- Enjoy the good life...

- Hello, Harvey... Edgar...

- Hey, there, stick.

- How's it going?

- Oh, beautiful.

- Or should I say, uh,

what do you hear from
the back seat?

- Oh, good stuff,
over-the-counter stuff.

- Over-the-counter stuff?

- Mmm...

You know, I've been thinking.

You used to get these tips
from Cecil, right?

What was the procedure
in terms of...

- Ooh, shit, there's Cecil.

- He did 10 years.

Killed two guys
in a bar room brawl.

- Oh, yeah?
- Mm-hmm.

With hisfists.

And the amazing part was he was
dead drunk at the time.

- Really?
- Mm-hmm.

Now, you were saying procedure?

- Sorry?
- Procedure.

- Oh, yeah.

Well, what if I was to tell you
the name of a stock and you, uh,

you said I already know the name
of that stock,

but you really didn't?

- That would be, uh...
- Cheating.

- That would be cheating, yes.
- Cheating.

- As I see it, the only way to
remedy that would be to, uh,

give me a couple of bills
upfront.

Then I'd tell you
the name of the stock.

However, if that doesn't appeal
to you

and you want to think
about it until say, Monday,

the price goes up to 300 bills.

I myself, I don't like to see
money sleep overnight.

Stickley!

- Hmm?

- Listen, uh...

Mr. Brahn, the wimp,

wants you to come over to the
dance floor right now.

- He, he got
a job for you to do.

You're gonna love this,
you're gonna love this.

He wants you to throw Cecil out.

You remember Cecil, the guy
whose job you took?

- Killed two men with his hands,
two guys?

This is gonna be
some funny shit!

- Ceece, I think I've been more
than fair.

What else can I say?

- You can say it ain't so,
asshole,

and give me my job back.

- Ceece!

Now, I'm gonna ask you
one more time.

Quietly.

I think it's time to leave.

- Fuck you, asshole!
- I'll leave when I want!

- Where the hell is stick?

- I don't know.

- Ceece, I'm asking ya!

Louie?

Ceece, I think
we can talk about this.

Stick, stick, I was just
talking to ceece and...

And I told him we could talk
about it.

- What the hell you drinking,
that regular or ethyl?

- Ethyl.

Now say goodnight.

Say goodnight.

- Goodnight.

Fat man.

- Hey, Kyle, you slumming?

- Not until now.

- Hey, honey, call me.

- Don't hold your breath.

- You, bozo,
have got some balls.

- You got it on you?

- What?

- The five you owe me.

- Gee, I don't have any money
on me at all.

Fucking con.

If you think you're gonna get
a dime out of me,

you're full of shit.

- You should
pay me now, you know,

it'll be a lot cheaper
in the end.

- You know,
I didn't promise you five.

I promised it to
the little spick.

And he got himself dead.

- J" turn out the lights j'

j' the boss is loaded j"

j' the guests are gone j'

I and I'm so glad I

j' I got to clean
this place up j“

shit.

I thought you'd be asleep
by now.

- No, I'm wide awake.

You're the one who looks tired.

- Well, they keep you humping
around here.

What does, uh, pe and
over-the-counter mean?

- Is that what you want
to talk about?

- Well...

Just thought I'd learn
a few new words.

Look, if you want
to get into the market,

there's no more words you have
to learn than if you wanted

to be a used car
salesman or a Blackjack dealer.

You probably know a lot of words
I don't know.

- Oh, I'm sure of that.

- Would you like a drink?

- Yeah.

- What would you like?

- How about a campari and soda?

- The red stuff, right?
- Right.

- Ta-da.

Can I ask you something?

- Yeah.

- You don't seem
to be nervous about...

My serving time.

It doesn't seem to frighten you.

Why is that?

- No, it doesn't frighten me.

It surprises me, you know, that
you lived that kind of life.

I know you're smarter
than that just looking at you.

- Smarter?

You think it takes a lot
of brains to steal a car?

- Is that what you did time for?

Stealing cars?

- No.

Armed robbery.

I served seven years.

Yeah.

It surprises me, too.

I had this partner.

He had ten rules for success
and happiness...

In armed robbery.

- Which rule did you break?

- The tenth one.

Never associate with people
known to be in crime.

- You miss him?

- You don't miss people
in that life.

You just remember 'em.

Are you going with some guy now?

- No, I'm not, really.

But, I see the same people,
most of the time.

I go to dinner parties and I sit
next to recently divorced men

and I listen to them
talk about themselves.

- You laugh much?

- Politely.

Nothing's that funny.

- That whole thing
sounds funny to me.

- Yeah, if there was somebody
else, you know, to nudge

and say, "Jesus, do you believe
that asshole?" But...

I sort of feel like I'm alone.

I don't quite fit in.

You like it out there on the
edge, don't you, Ernest?

- I don't know.

I turn left, I'm safe,
I turn right, I'm on the edge.

I always seem to turn right.

I always seem to end up
on the thin ice.

- You sure push your luck a lot.

How long do you think it's gonna
hold out?

- I don't know.

You're gonna stick around
and find out?

- I don't know
if I'm ready for you, Ernest.

She's a classy lady, huh?

- Triple a.

- Say, man, would you get
yourself together?

It's
"hooray for Hollywood" time.

- Oh, you're gonna get
discovered, are you?

- Yeah, well, I'm... shit.

I figure I might lay a couple
of my ideas

on this Hollywood producer type.

I got this one about
these two ex-cons who work

for this dork millionaire
in south Florida, see?

Now, the one cat
is hip, he's cool, he's today.

Pretty, debonair, sharp...

- Black.

- That's right.

The other cat is stubborn.

He's got a hard head,
poor vision,

can't see what's around him.

- You want to throw me the
Cologne there, Hollywood?

Chucky's gonna be here, right?

- Oh, shit!

God damn!

You know, you're just like
some old mean old junkyard dog

sticks his head through a hole
in the fence to grab a bone.

Can't yank his head back through
holding onto the bone

and won't let go of it either!

- Mm-hmm.

- Look here, man.

Nestor is gonna be there too.

He's gonna have a shitload of
his hard-baller pals with him.

You are messing with some bad
boys, stickley.

You mess
with Chucky and you crazy.

- He owes me.

- Oh, bullshit.

You just cellblock stubborn,
that's all.

This ain't got nothing to do
with nobody owing anything.

It has to do
with your dead friend.

- Maybe.

- Maybe?

Look, man, you are
living on a goddamn estate.

You're driving luxury cars,
eating gourmet food,

you're meeting slick women
and you're getting paid for it!

Admit it, stickley.

You have hit
the frigging mother lode.

- Well, I'm about
to introduce a man

who gives even a bigger part
of himself

to everything that he does.

The producer of that smash hit,
"the cowboy and the alien",

Mr. Box office himself,

Leo Norman firestone, hey!

- Is he beautiful, or what?

Actually, you're all beautiful.

I can tell.

There's so much warmth and love
in this room, you know?

But I'm not here
to talk about that.

Gentlemen, I've been
producing films

for longer than
I care to remember.

And this time I think
I'm truly blessed.

This script's got it all.

Romance.

Adventure.

Humor.

And yes...

Even spirituality.

- Leo, why don't we move on
to the investment itself?

Risks.

- Oh, it's all there
in the offering circular.

You gentlemen know far more
about it than I ever will.

I mean, I just do my
number on the creative side,

you know what I'm talking about?

But if you have questions...

Or comments.

- Just one!

- What is it, sweetheart?

- It sounds to me
like a tax fraud.

- I beg your pardon?

What are you saying?

- I said it sounds
like a tax fraud.

- What are you saying?

- You want to raise a million
here, right?

$100,000 from each investor.

Take it to the bank and leverage
a million and a half?

- Hey, I think you've got it.

- And allow the investors to
write off the bank loan

even though the investors won't
owe the bank.

- Ha, ha, yes,
I think she's got it!

Now, is that cute or isn't it?

- Adorable, except it's fraud.

If you don't believe me,
ask the IRS.

- Listen,
gentlemen, who's to know?

I will.

And I'll advise any
of my clients

to run like hell
if they see you coming.

- Barry, who is she?

- I want to talk about you
and this movie clown of yours.

And the fact that this stick

has been working
right here, under your nose!

- I know, I know, I...

- I want no more mistakes,
no more excuses.

And forget these
ridiculous business schemes.

- I will, I will, uh...
- He's an asshole.

I didn't know, I thought it
was gonna be tits and ass, I...

- Well, well, as we speak.

You say he owes you $5,000.

Is that true?

- He owes me $5,000.

- I don't owe you nothing.
- Fuck you don't.

- Easy.

Somebody put the wire on you?

- You want to feel?
- No.

I don't want to feel you.

I just want to know
if you told anybody.

- If I'd told anybody,
by now they'd be all over you.

And you know that.

He owes me $5,000
and I'm gonna get it.

- Rainy made the drop.

- And you killed him.

That's all I got to say to you.

- Well, I'm not done with you.

- Well, I'm done with you,
you tub of shit.

- I think you can believe him.

- I'm not going to pay him.

- Then don't pay him.

- Nestor.

What would you do?

- You know something, Chucky?

All you are to me
is a pain in the ass.

I think I'm gonna cut you off.

- Nestor!

Shit.

- Espérate aqui.

Comprende?

- Comprende.

Are you a foolish man, stick?

- I used to be.

- You don't think it foolish
to come into my home?

- I have no quarrel with you.

Chucky, huh?

And the $5,000 you say
he owes you.

- He does owe me.

- What do you want?

- Permission.

- To what?

- To go after Chucky.

- And how do you know
to ask permission?

- I did some time in the joint.

I did it well.

I learned you always have
to ask permission.

Everything's the same,
whether inside or out.

- Come with me.

I have something to show you.

I think you will
find this interesting.

He owns a bodega.

A small distributor
for our products.

But his sales
have been declining.

- You having a little
motivational seminar?

- Precisely.

And notice how there are no
chains or ropes.

His bond is much stronger, hmm?

Our belief, that's what
it's all about.

- Do you believe?

- It doesn't matter
whether I believe it or not,

but whether he thinks I do.

So, will you kill Chucky?

- I just want what he owes me.

- If I were
to give you this money,

would you then just, uh,
walk away?

I think not.

- The point is, Chucky owes me
the money, not you.

- You're a fool, stick.

It's not about $5,000,
it's about rainy.

And he's just not worth it.

- Do I have your permission
or not?

- Why not?

If you can do it, but no police.

Tsk, tsk, tsk.

Chucky, they'll lock him up.

He'll walk the ceiling
for his medicine, his pills.

He would tell them everything,
and...

That wouldn't be good
for me or you.

- I understand.

- I wonder.

- Hasta siempre.

- Hasta siempre.

J'j'

- You're kind of late,
aren't you, stickley?

J'j'

- I'm glad you're still awake.

I want to talk to you.

- Why don't you talk
to me down here?

- Oh.

Okay.

J'j'

- What was it you wanted to talk
to me about?

- I forgot.

J' good morning j'

what?

-Oh...

You know, I think I was right.

I'm not ready for you.

- Oh, you give me
much too much credit.

Remember, I was in prison
for seven years.

- Gotta run.

- Where are you going?

- I work here.

- What were you going to tell me
last night?

- That you were right.

It's not Chucky or the money

or the rest of the stuff.

It's me.

And the way I feel about rainy.

- Go on.

- You spend a lot
of time in prison,

you learn that you got to stop
certain things.

Feelings... about...

Your family...

Your friends...

Your daughter.

Otherwise, it makes you weak.

And you gotta be strong or
you'll never get out of there.

I've been bumping up against
this thing

like I was still in the joint.

- But you're not.

- Yeah, that's what everybody
keeps telling me.

- Old habits are hard to break.

- Yeah.

Remember when I told you
if I had a choice,

I'd make the wrong turn?

Well, not anymore.

I got too much to lose.

- Stickley?

Don't make promises
you can't keep.

J'j'

- Nestor has a job for you.

- Haven't you forgotten
something?

- Chucky has become an
embarrassment to us.

And stick knows too much.

Do you understand, mokey?

- Yes.

- Blow 'em away.

How do you like this place?

Swell.

- Swell? Hmm.

Thank you.

- Dad.
- Hmm?

- That has more salt than you'll
need in a year.

You had your blood
pressure checked lately?

- Nope.

Is that all you're having,
apple juice?

- Mmm-hmm.

Ugh, dad, please.

- Give me a break, will you?

I've been away seven years.

Waiting a long time to stick my
face into something like that.

- This is red meat, full of fat.

Do you know
how many calories that has?

- No.

- Ever heard of cholesterol?
- Yeah.

That's the stuff they put in
red meat to make it taste good.

- How's your job?

I think it's a good opportunity.

And I met this, uh,
very interesting girl.

- Is she cute?

- Oh, she's way beyond cute.

She left cute at the
starting blocks.

- Is she prettier than me?

- No.

She's maybe that close.

I mean nobody's prettier than
you, but she's close.

- She's smart, too.
- Smart?

What's she doing with you?

- Oh.

- I think you'll like her.

- Well, if you like her, I think
I'll like her, too.

- You know, Katie,

I've been gone
almost half your life.

Being away from you

was the worst part
of doing time.

I don't want to go away
from you anymore.

- Well, I'm never
going to let you.

- I want to say something to
you, but I don't know how.

Little late anyway.

- I love you, too, dad.

- I love you, too.

- I think I will have
one of these.

- Good.

- I think I'll have some
of this brain food.

- J“ I got the early morning
erection blues for you baby j'

j“ and it lasts all day long j“

j“ I got the early morning
erection blues for you baby j“

-Buenas tardes, Cornell.

- Well!

It's "good afternoon," luisa.

- Good afternoon, luisa.

No.

“Good afternoon, Cornell."

- Good afternoon, Cornell.

- Hey, bravo, bravo.

- Gracias, profesor.

- Where's stick?

- Who?

I don't know who you're talking
about, man.

- I'm gonna give you
one more chance, nigger boy.

Where's stick?

- Okay, man,
I'll tell you where he is.

Just let the girl go, you know?

Luisa, vete aqui.

Vete aqui!

Goddamn it, vete aqui!

- Stick! Stick!

That albino works for Chucky.

That hit man, he got Cornell!

- How are you, bro?

- I've been better.

I want you to do me a favor,
okay?

- Anything.

- Find snow white.

Kill him.

I want you to kill him,
okay, okay?

- You got it.

I gotta borrow your rolls.

- You kill that snow white
motherfucker,

you canhave the rolls!

- I'll take you up on that.
- And listen, one thing!

Wieman, finklestein and blanc.

Those are my lawyers,
they can fix anything!

And if the cops stop you,
just mention my name!

Son of a...

If that stupid bitch threw them
out, I'll kill her.

Damn it,
where the hell are they?

Shit!

- Chucky?

- Hey, moke,
where did you find that?

I tore this goddamn house apart
looking for that.

Where you'd get it?

Come on, give me 'em.

- Come and get 'em.

- What do you mean,
come and get 'em,

you son of a bitch?

This is my house,
not your house!

Nobody tells me what to do
in my house!

And don't think
that gun scares me either!

I'll take it away and shove it
up your ass so far

you won't be able
to breathe for a week!

Now give me those goddamn pills

before I throw you right off
the fucking balcony!

Hey, hey, moke, you're going to
give me one, huh?

Come on, moke, just give me one.

I'm sorry I called you
all those names.

You know how I get.

I'm like a Jekyll and Hyde,
you know?

Give me one and I calm right
down, I promise.

Come on, moke.

What are you picking on me for?

Just give me one, that's all.

Well, well.

Look at what the lord
has brought me.

That's far enough, pal.

- What are we playing here?

- If you push off real hard,

maybe you could hit the water.

But I'll tell you what.

I'm gonna give you
one more choice.

If you think
you can get from there to here

before I can get this out,
you win.

What's the matter, pal?

You need to sneak up behind me?

- Give me a hand,
you son of a bitch!

Help me, and I'll tell
nestor you got away!

Otherwise, you're a dead man!

- What's the matter, bunny eyes?

Losing your grip?

- Please, help me.

- Why don't you push real hard?

You might hit the water.

J'j'

J'j'

J'j'

J'j'

- Good evening.

Don't even think about it.

You did a job for me today.

I should thank you.

Chucky and moke were really
an embarrassment.

- I got a friend.

Her brother's an FBI agent.

He's real interested in meeting
people like you.

You know what, nestor?

I'm going to arrange it.

- Well, well.

I never thought of you
as an informer, stickley.

Still, I...

Took out a little insurance,
just in case.

Ricardo!

J'j'

I think your FBI friend will be
shocked to learn

that you have...

Lost your memory...

Completely.

So, what will you do, stickley?

- Get down, Katie!

J'j'

Katie!

Katie, are you okay?

- I'm all right, dad.

- All right, all right.

I'm unarmed.

Come on, stick,
let's talk it over.

We can be reasonable.

She's all right.

J'j'

j“ I've never been scared j“

j“ of love before now j“

j“ but I've never been this much
in love j“

j“ with you
it happened so fast j“

j“ and I'm afraid it won't last j“

j“ and I don't want to lose what
my dreams are made of j“

j“ I don't think j“

j“ I'm ready for you j“

j“ there are too
many heartaches j“

j“ I've already been through j“

j“ but this feeling inside j“

j“ is getting harder to hide j“

j“ until I know j“

j“ that you feel it too j“

j“ I don't think
I'm ready for you j“

j'j'

j“ I'm right on the edge j“

j“ of out of control j“

j“ trying hard not to let j“

j“ what's in my heart show j“

j“ but with one
of your kisses j“

j“ my will to resist
is all gone j“

j“ 'cause I love you
but baby I know j“

j“ I don't think j“

j“ I'm ready for you j“

j“ one heart on the line's
not enough j“

j“ it takes two j“

j“ and it wouldn't take much j“

j“ just three words and that
touch of yours to tell me j“

j“ but until you do j“

j“ I don't think
I'm ready for you j“

j'j'

J“ and it wouldn't take much j“

j“ just three words and that
touch of yours to tell me j“

j“ but until you do j“

j“ I don't think
I'm ready for you j“

j'j'

j“ I'm right on the edge j“

j“ of out of control j“

j“ trying hard not to let j“

j“ what's in my heart show j“

j“ but with one of your kisses j“

j“ my will to resist
is all gone j“

j“ 'cause I love you but baby
I know j“

j“ I don't think j“

j“ I'm ready for you j“

j“ one heart
on the line's not enough j“

j“ it takes two j“

j“ and it wouldn't take much j“

j“ just three words and that
touch of yours to tell me j“

j“ but until you do j“

j“ I don't think
I'm ready for you j“

j'j'

j“ I don't think I'm ready
for you j“j“