All language subtitles for The.Cowboy.Way.1994.1080p.WEBRip.DD5.1.x264-QOQ_track3_[eng]

♪ [ "Mamas, Don't Let Your
Babies Grow Up To Be Cowboys"
Sung By Gibson/Miller Band ]

♪ Cowboys ain't easy to love
and they're harder to hold ♪

♪ They'd rather give you a sog
than diamonds or gold ♪

♪ Lone Star belt buckles
and old faded Levis ♪

♪ And each night
begins a new day ♪

♪ If you don't understand him
and he don't die young ♪

♪ He'll probably
just ride away ♪

♪ Mamas, don't let your babies
grow up to be cowboys ♪

[ Cheering ]

♪ Don't let 'em pick guitars
and drive them old trucks ♪

♪ Make 'em be doctors
and lawyers and such ♪
Whoo! Yeah!

♪ Mamas, don't let your babies
grow up to be cowboys ♪

♪ They'll never stay home
and they're always alone ♪

♪ Even with someone
they love ♪

♪ Cowboys like
smoky old pool rooms ♪

♪ And clear mountain mornings ♪

♪ Little warm puppies
and children ♪

♪ And girls of the night ♪

[ Rodeo Announcer On P.A.]
That brings us now to our final
team, ladies and gentlemen.

Sonny Gilstrap
and Pepper Lewis.

Keep your eyes right on
the roping chutes.

These could be our 1993
champion team ropers.

Our boys are just about ready.
Keep your eyes right on
the roping chute.

Sonny makes
a good head catch.

Now Pepper rides in,
throws it down,
goes to the horn,

they turn and face,
and the time is in!

- [ Cheering ]
- Checking our official timer.

How 'bout a 5.4!

Ladies and gentlemen,

that might be good enough
to win the state championship!

The 1993 New Mexico
State Champion Team Ropers,

Sonny Gilstrap
and Pepper Lewis.

[ Man ]
Good goin', boys!

♪ They never stay home
and they're always alone ♪
Thank you!

♪ Even with someone
they love ♪

Hey, Carlos.
How ya doin'?

Mr. Stark.
Hey, stuff looks nice.

Looks really nice.

Look, there's some money
missing from petty cash.

You know anything
about it?
Uh, uh, no, sir.

Right. All right.
I just thought
I'd ask around.

It's good to see you,
Carlos.

You steal from me, and then you
lie to me about it in my face?

[ Carlos Shrieks ]
Did you take
my money?

Yes! Yes!
Good! That's what
I like to hear.

That's what I like
to hear. Now...

you pay me back, and I won't
add the amount to your debt.

All right?
Mr. Stark.

El Senor Huerta's downstairs.
He's by the docks.

What the hell is he
doin' down here?

Manny. Haven't seen you
down here in a while.

John, I don't
like this.
What?

No, no. Look at
this old woman.

[ Huerta ]
She won't live long enough
to work off her debt.

That's why I came
down here tonight.

I have been getting
complaints, John.

Manny, you know it's not
an exact system. We don't
always get what we expect.

[ Speaking Spanish ]

¿Que pasa?
¿Buscas a alguien?

¿Donde esta mi papa?

¿Quien?
Mi papa.

Tu vaya con el grupo
primero, okay?

She says she wants
her father.

What is she
talking about?
Manny, I don't know.

Am I supposed to be personally
responsible for everybody that
comes off that boat?

Look, I'll call our people
on the other side...

and I'll
handle this, okay?

Make sure you do that.
All right?

Bueno.

Bienvenidos a los
Estados Unidos de America.

[ Rodeo Announcer On P.A. ]
Now, ladies and gentlemen,
let's put our hands together..

and welcome
Miss Espanola Valley,
Melba Van Buren!

[ Cheering ]

[ Rodeo Announcer ]
We're gonna move to
the calf roping event next,

if we can get
these two clowns
out of the arena.

I don't know what
they're doin' out there,

but if they're
not careful--

[ Announcer Continues,
Indistinct ]

[ Bull Bellowing ]
[ Man Grunting ]

Well, lookee what
the cat drug in.

Hey, Melba. Lookin'
more gorgeous than ever.

[ Chuckling ]
Mm-mm-mm.

All righty.
Well,
here's mine, boys.

You all gonna
wish me luck?
Shit!

You fellas gonna be cryin'
all the way home tonight.

What's the deal here, boys?
Hundred bucks a man.

One ride, winner takes all.
Just the same as always.
You in, Pepper?

Hobby horse have
a hickory dick?
'Course I'm in.

Bullshit, Pepper.
I ain't ridin' to win
no I.O.U. from you.

Yeah, Pepper, you can
keep your damn old I.O.U.

That there's good as gold.
When you know me
not to pay my debt?

Shit! When we know you
to pay 'em?

Hell, you still owe me
from last April.

April? Hell,
he still owes me
ten bucks from high school.

You didn't get my check,
Eddie? I sent it U.P.S.

You never. You're a lyin'
little son of a bitch, Pepper.

Who you callin' "little,"
asshole?
You,

you little son of a bitch!

[ Rodeo Announcer ]
He throws his hands in the ai.
Get away from him, cowboy!

The time is in
for Mike Ray.

The time is
nine seconds flat!

Let him ride.

[ Eddie ]
Yeah, Sonny.
What the hell.

Let him ride.

Sonny.

[ Pepper ]
Sonny. Ho!
Wait up!

Thanks, man.
You just saved Eddie
about four teeth back there.

You win that prize money
tonight, you're payin' off
all your debts.

You understand me?
Otherwise, it's gonna be me
kickin' your ass tonight.

Oh, yeah? Why don't
you just try kickin' it
right now, okay?

Be better than this
Eskimo treatment you been
givin' me all year long.

You heard me, Pepper.

Luke Short, Jim Wilshire,
our next team out.

Luke rides up, makes
a nice, quick head catch.

Now Jim's gotta ride in.
Throws it down, go to the horn.

[ Rodeo Announcer ]
Turn and face, and the time--
Chili Pepper.

Nacho.

Good to see you, man.

¿Como estas?
Where the hell
have you been?

Oh, I been with
the worms in Mexico.

iAy Chihuahua!
I miss
your cookin'.

You talk to Sonny?

Come on, Pepper.
Sonny will forgive you.

Oh, yeah? When?

That rodeo was a year ago.
He ain't said six words
to me since.

I told him I was sorry.
What's he want?

Sonny don't care about words.
You have to show him.

Yeah, well, I ain't
gonna kiss his ass,
if that's what you mean.

So sour, probably tastes like
a damn old lemon anyhow.

Don't give up on him. You've
been friends too long for that.

Yeah, well, I had a reason for
not showin' up at that rodeo.

Tell him what it was.
He will understand.

Maybe someday,
when he ain't bein'
such a damn shit-ass.

Buena suerte.
Thanks, viejo.

Good luck on your ride.
I don't need luck.
I need sleep.

[ Laughing ]
Senoritas.

Hey, how are you?
I'm single.

- Pepper's still trying
to make up, huh?
- Yeah, well, I ain't listenin'.

He's your friend.

You two guys should be
out there chasing that
steer together right now.

Friend don't pull a no-show at
a national rodeo final, Nacho.
Not in my book.

I had plans for that money.
You know that.

Nothing in your book
about forgiving?

Nacho, Pepper and I
are through, okay?

You got a heart the size
of a tiny raisin,
you know that?

Why don't you just
hand me my bronc rein?

If you only knew
what it was to be alone,

you would treasure
your friend.

Where you goin'?

Home. I'm going home.
You're not gonna stay
and watch me ride?

No. You're a hardheaded
donkey with a heart
the size of a tiny raisin,

and I don't want
to watch you ride.

You better have a pot of coffee
waitin' for me when I get home.

[ Crowd Cheering ]

[ Cheering Continues ]

[ Rodeo Announcer ]
Next cowboy out this afternoo,

Sonny Gilstrap
from Belen, New Mexico.

High Dive is the name
of the bucking horse
he's drawn this afternoon.

[ Whinnying ]
Easy, boy.
I got him. I got him.

There we go. There we go.

[ Softly ]
There we go.

[ Rodeo Announcer ]
Seventy-five's the score
the cowboy's tryin' to beat...

to take the lead
in the bronc riding
this afternoon.

[ Crowd Cheering ]

[ Buzzer Sounds ]

[ Cheering ]
An excellent ride
for Sonny Gilstrap.

This could be
a high score.

Hard to beat
that one.

Maybe for you.

Shit.
[ Rodeo Announcer ]
Seventy-seven points...

for that cowboy!
[ Cheering ]

Let's move up to
chute number five.
Keep your eyes right there.

Pepper Lewis,
Belen, New Mexico,
is gonna be our next cowboy.

Lone Star is the name
of the bucking horse
he's drawn.

This cowboy's gotta do
better than 77 points...
Okay now.

if he wants to take the lead
in the bronc riding
this afternoon.

Take it easy now.

He's just about ready.

[ Cowboy ]
Say when, buddy.

Lemme have the old hammerheaded
son of a bitch.

[ Crowd Cheering ]

[ Buzzer Sounds ]

Damn! Well, there
goes our money.

Hope to hell
you're happy.
God, I hate
that little peckerwood!

You oughta not let him
in the jackpot, Sonny.

That old Pepper sure
can cowboy, can't he?
When he wants to.

[ Rodeo Announcer ]
The judges signal:

Seventy-nine points
for the cowboy!

Seventy-nine!

♪ Hey ♪

♪ Hey, hey, hey ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

[ Rooster Crowing ]

[ Telephone Ringing ]

[ Ringing Continues ]

Hello?

Yes, this is
Nacho Salazar.

What? Teresa? My daughter
Teresa is in New York City?

God's blessing on you,
Senor Stark.

I'll go get her right away.

Good, good.
And please make sure you bring
the other $5,000 with you.

Five thousand? But I
already paid, Senor Stark.

That's what I thought too,
but the people I work for...

said you agreed to pay
another 5,000 on delivery.

No, no, no. That was
not the agreement.

Well, look, I could
try talking to them,

but I don't think
it would do any good.

- Maybe we could
go to the police.
- Wait a second, Mr. Salazar.

Think about what you're saying.
Your daughter is in this country
illegally.

Yes, of course.
You're right.

All these people are interested
is in the money.

And all you care about
is your daughter.
But what can I do?

[ Sighs ]
Is there any way
you can get the money?

[ Sighs ]
Yes, I think I can get it.

- Good, good.
- How can I get
in touch with you?

My number's 212-555-4320.
You got that?

Yes, I have it.

Senor Stark, my daughter,
is she okay?

She's fine. Just think,
in a couple of days,

you two will be
together again.

Good night,
Mr. Salazar.

"Dear Sonny.
Praise God, my daughter
Teresa is out of Cuba.

"I've gone to New York City
to pick her up.

"I will telephone you as soon
as possible about your guns.

Forgive me. I did not
know what else to do."

"P.S. Here's
your damn coffee."

[ Fly Buzzing ]

[ Pepper Howling ]

[ Woman ]
Where are you,
Big Chief?

[ Howling ]

Now, where are you?
[ Laughing ]

I don't wanna play if you
ain't gonna play fair. Oh!

[ Pepper ]
Big Chief on trail of
naked paleface woman.

Oh. Oh, no.

What are you gonna do
when you find naked
paleface woman, Big Chief?

Big Chief gonna teach
naked paleface woman
to play his tom-tom.

Is much fun
for Big Chief.
Oh, no. Not that.

[ Shrieking ]
Oh!

Oh. Big
Chief.
[ Chuckles ]

Now time for
naked paleface woman...

to make Big Chief
happy chief.

Oh. Why, you wicked
old heathen!

[ Cloth Ripping ]
[ Screaming ]

[ Howling ]
[ Screaming ]

[ Horn Honking ]
[ Sonny ]
Pepper?

Pepper?

Sonny?
Hey, how ya doin'?

Got any of that prize
money left over from
the other night?

- Sure. Why?
- Need to borrow it.

- How come?
- None of your business.
You gonna loan it to me?

- Yeah. How much you need?
- How much you got?

Just one minute.
I'll check.

Hey, Sonny.
Melba.

Big Chief
catch you yet?

[ Chuckles ]
He just about had me
when you drove up.

You wanna play?

No, thanks.

You used to like
to play, remember?

Yeah, well, you're
a married woman now, Melba.
[ Guffaws ]

That don't bother
Pepper none.

Yeah, well,
not much does, does it?

Oh, hey. Keep the wigwam
warm for me, baby.

Mmm.
[ Giggling ]

I will return.
[ Melba Laughs ]

Where the hell you
think you're goin'?

You tell me.

You sure as hell ain't
goin' nowhere with me.

Where you goin'?
New York City.

New York City?
What the hell's
in New York City?

Nacho.
Nacho?

He was supposed to pick up
his daughter and call me.
That was five days ago.

You reckon he run into trouble?
I don't know,
but I'm gonna find out.

Let's get goin'.
I said, you ain't
goin' nowhere with me.

You might need my help.
I counted on your help
once before, remember?

You gonna loan me
that money or not?

You want my money,
not me, is that it?

That's it.
Well, my money goes
where I go, you know that?

You go where your money
goes, is that a fact?
Yessiree, that's a fact.

I'm a businessman.
Well, Mr. Businessman,
guess what?

You and your money can both
get the hell outta my truck,

'cause I don't want
either one of you now.

Okay.

I'd rather play
Big Chief anyhow!

Good.
Don't slam the door.

And another thing-- I wouldn't
throw a bucket of water on
your ass if it was drownin'!

Good. I wouldn't
want you to neither!

Pepper! Get out!

Nacho's my friend!
I'm goin' to help him,
not you!

Get out.

Aaah!

Okay. You wanna go?
You can go, but you're ridin'
back here, you understand me?

I swear to God, you are not
getting up front with me.
Not polite to swear to God.

Oh, God! Hey!

♪ [ "The Cowboy Way"
Sung By Travis Tritt ]
Sonny-- Shit!

♪

♪ You won't catch me
backstabbin' my friends ♪

♪ I'm the man to turn to
if it's trouble you're in ♪

♪ I'm not the kind to turn
my back and walk away ♪

♪ I just won't
leave ya hangin' ♪

♪ That wouldn't be
the cowboy way ♪
Hey.

♪ Oh, no, no ♪
Hey!

I told you, Pepper,
you ain't ridin'
up front with me.

I don't wanna get up front.
I'm just curious what
the hell's goin' on.

All I know is Nacho's
been payin' this guy for
the last couple years...

to get his daughter
outta Cuba.

When I got home,
there was a note sayin'
she was in New York City...

and he'd gone
to get her.

Nacho must've been hot
to get there if he left
before you got home.

Wouldn't you be
if someone snuck your
daughter outta Cuba?

I wouldn't let
my daughter
go to Cuba.

She didn't go to Cuba.
She was born there.

She never been
nowhere else.

Always somethin'.

You gotta give 'em
one thing, though.

Them Cubans make
a damn fine cigar.

♪ Oh, straight
in the saddle ♪

♪ Ridin' tall ♪

♪ Let the best man win ♪

♪ That's always been
the cowboy way ♪

♪ Cowboy way ♪

♪ Who loves more than me ♪

♪ And I hate to say it ♪

♪ But you have a right ♪

♪ To be blue ♪

[ Sighs ]

♪ I know that's the way-- ♪
Okay, goddamn it, you can
ride up front with me,

but I don't want you
yappin' my ear off,
you understand me?

Peculiar how things
work out, ain't it?

I mean, one minute,
I'm playin' Big Chief.

Next minute, I'm on my way
to New York City.

One day, never been east
of Tulsa. Next day, boom!
I'm east of Tulsa.

Peculiar.

Yeah. Woo,
woo, woo, woo.

You believe
in hypnotism?

I can hypnotize you
while you're drivin',

only it's probably
not good to do
while you're drivin'.

This old boy... has got
this dead-drunk horse
passed out in his bed.

So old Tug, who's pretty well
shit-faced himself,

takes one look at
this horse and says--

I don't care
what old Tug says.

I don't care what you say.
You been sayin' it for
the last 24 hours straight.

- You don't wanna hear
the rest of the story?
- No, I don't!

I don't wanna hear you
talk no more!

You don't wanna
hear me talk no more?
That's right.

- Okay. That's the way you want
it, fine. No more talkin'.
- Good.

♪ Workin' in the commerce bank
for the rest of his life ♪

♪ Nobody left
to run with anymore ♪

♪ Nobody left to do
the crazy things
we used to do ♪

Pepper, how far did that sign
say it was to the interstate?

[ Buzzing ]

♪ I'm gonna hit the road
Adios, my friends ♪

So where you wanna eat?

Okay, Pepper,
finish your damn story.

So Tug takes one look
at this horse and says,

"Well, she ain't pretty,
but I wouldn't kick her
outta bed for eatin' oats."

[ Laughing ]

Oh, Lordy.

[ Pepper ]
Good to be
talkin' again.

Sonny?
Yeah.

Big, ain't it?

Yeah.

♪ [ "On Broadway" By Jeff Beck
and Paul Rodgers ]

♪ [ Electric Guitar ]

♪ They say the neon lights
are bright ♪

♪ On Broadway ♪

♪ They say there's always
magic in the air ♪

Whoo! Yeah!

Boy, I like this city.

[ Car Horns Honking,
Sirens Blaring ]

You ever heard such
a racket in your life?

Huh?
You ever heard
such a--

[ Horns Honking ]
Forget it.

Hey, how we supposed
to track down Nacho
in all this madness?

He left a New York number
on the desktop.

Called it up.
Turns out it's this place
called "La Habanita."

Little Havana.
That's right.

So I called 'em up and
asked if a Cuban named Nacho
Salazar had been there.

You know what that
bastard did to me?
What?

He hung up.

I wish I knew his name.
I'd whup his rude ass for ya.

[ Horns Honking ]

Hey! You know where
Club La Habanita is?

[ Cursing In
Middle Eastern Dialect ]

- What'd he say?
- Wa-hee, wa-hee, wa-canna?

Italian, huh?
I believe so.

[ Sonny ]
This one's gone.

The L's are gone
from this one.
Must be
a phone book thief on the loose.

I'll try information.

Oh, here.
This works.

[ People Chattering ]
♪ [ Rap Music
On Boom Box ]

Howdy. Hey.

Operator said it was
on Perez Street.
Right there.

One last little piece.
Goddamn it, Pepper!

You're rippin' out
all my ear hairs.

That'll teach ya not to
look at a phone 'fore you
stick it to your ear.

[ Pepper ]
There it is.

Operator said Perez.
Looks more like Juarez.

You two goin' in there?

Sure. Why not?
[ Laughing ]
Yes, indeed, sir.

Why not? Why not?

Why not?

Fella there's about
three bricks shy of
a load if you ask me.

♪ [ Salsa ]

Hey, hey.
Dance, senorita?

Come on,
Pepper.

Hey. Come on.
She likes me.

There's a huge warehouse
in Newark. It's in probate.

You could put
300 workers in there.

Hell, it's big enough
to let 'em live there.

- How much?
- Quarter of a million.

You gotta be kiddin' me.
I know a guy downtown...

who can get us
that same kind of space
for half that price.

Howdy.
Hola.

Can I have a whiskey
and a beer, please?

Yeah, a beer and a mescal.
Hold the lime, hold the lemon.

It's a mighty nice
place you got here.

Hell of a nice place.
Friend told us about it.

He was here the other night.
Maybe you remember him.
A guy named Nacho Salazar.

Chubby fella about yea tall.
Come here from New Mexico
to fetch his daughter.

Guess not.

Sonny, I'd like
to make a toast.

We, uh, spent
a little time apart
over the past year,

but it's nice to just
be back-- Okay.

Mm. Ohh!

Howdy.

Hey, man, ¿por que tu no
yippee-hi-yay pa' fuera, huh?

Sonny, I don't think
this fella likes us.

Yeah, well, don't go causing
no trouble. Probably just
don't speak English. Howdy.

Speak English?

Sabe English?

Well, that's too bad,
'cause I was gonna tell you...

your face looks like
a hatful of assholes.
[ Wheezing Laugh ]

Sonny, did you see what
this pukehead just did?

Yeah, well, maybe if you
weren't bein' so rude.
Try a little politeness.

- "Politeness"?
- Politeness.
We're in the city now.

Okay. Politeness.

Uh, sir, I apologize
for my rude behavior.

I don't know
what came over me.
Bartender?

Could I get a beer
for my new friend here?

See, a little
common courtesy goes
a long way, Pepper.

Amazin', ain't it?
Oh, here's your beer.

Goddamn it, Pepper!

[ Woman Screaming ]

Howdy.

[ Screaming ]

Sonny!

[ Screaming ]

[ Grunting ]

iY tus sombreros
de mierdas!

[ Bouncers Laughing,
Speaking Spanish ]
[ Grunting ]

Thanks for breakin'
my fall. [ Grunts ]

[ Man Laughing ]
Here's your hat.

Why not?
Why not?
Here's your hat.

Well, now you know why not.
Eh, gringos?

[ Laughing ]
Let's get out of here.

Te llamo manana.
Pronto, huh?

Okay.

What was all
that about?
I don't know.
I'll find out, though.

You better take off.
We could get some cops.

John, uh-- You were
out of line earlier.

I'm sorry, Manny.
I just--

I just don't want this guy
tryin' to rip you off.

This guy is a friend
of mine for 30 years.

Who was it always told me
about mixing business
and friendship?

[ Chuckles ]

Always watching
my back, eh, John?

Yeah, Manny, I am.

Always.

♪ [ Salsa ]

Who were they?
Two cowboys
from New Mexico.

They're looking for
that old Cuban.

How much
do they know?

They know he was here
looking for his daughter.

I don't think they
know nothing else.

We made sure
they won't be back.

Oh, you did, huh?
I hope you're right.

Ow. Boy.
Hell of a town.

- Ain't been here five minutes,
already got our asses whupped.
- Thanks to you.

Here. Take a bite
of this pepper.

Go ahead.

Cures what ails ya.

At least we know someone
in there knows somethin'.

- You figure?
- Hell, yeah.

Second I mentioned
Nacho's name,

we got them two damn gorillas
standin' right next to us.

[ Gasping ]

- So what now?
- We find us a motel and
sleep on it, I reckon.

Oh, hey. Hook a left.
That looks like
a motel right there.

[ Tires Screeching ]

♪ [ Piano]

A bit uptown for us,
ain't it, Pepper?

Don't worry
about a thing.
You're my guest.

- Howdy do?
- Hidy what?

Hidy-- He-- Hello.

- [ Laughing ]
- [ Chuckling ]

Uh, welcome to the Waldorf.
May I help you?

Yeah. Uh, me and my partner
could use a couple beds.
We just blew into town.

- We ain't from around here.
- Really?

Um, just fill this out.

Right away.
Fill that out, will ya, Sonny?
I'll take care of the finances.

Okay.

You're a real cowboy,
aren't you?

Been accused of it
a time or two, ma'am.

Well, hell, yeah,
we're real cowboys.

What the hell?

Damn!

Well,
there you go.

Little piece of New Mexico
right there.

Hey, uh, you know,
we were thinkin'
maybe later...

to go to a museum,
maybe take in
an opera or two.

How's that sound to you?

Will this be cash
or credit card, sir?

Personal check, if you
don't mind, little darlin'.

I can't believe
she didn't take
my damn check.

You ain't got no account.
I don't know why you
didn't just pay cash.

Cash?
After she insulted me
like that? Hell, no.

At least we can get
a bite while we're here.

Howdy.
Howdy.

[ Waiter ]
And how would you gentlemen
like those steaks prepared?

"Prepared"?
Oh, you mean cooked.

Yes, sir. "Cooked" is most
definitely what I should have
said. Do excuse me, please.

How would you like
those steaks cooked?

Well, just knock its horns off,
wipe its nasty old ass,
and chunk it down on the plate.

Same for me, please.

I will give chef
your instructions
exactly.

And would you care
to order wine
with your meal?

Uh, yeah. Why don't
you bring us a bottle
of somethin'-or-other?

Uh, not too sweet.
American.

American something-or-other.
Yes, sir. An excellent choice.

And would you like to have
glasses, or do you prefer to
drink directly from the bottle?

Well, uh, glasses, I reckon.

Oh, and hey,
toss a little ice in mine
if you would, my good man.

Ice. Certainly, sir.
Nothing could surprise me now.

Hey, tell that cook
he better not
screw up them steaks.

We're particular
about our meat.

Thank you, Pepper.

♪ [ Classical ]

I hope you enjoy
this bottle as much as
you did the previous two.

[ Swishing ]

[ Gargling ]

Mmm. Hmm.

I been thinkin'. We got
but one choice tomorrow.

I think we oughta
boot on over to
the police station.

Let them
handle it.

I must say,

they've done
a fine job
with this steak.

[ Sonny ]
I don't understand why they
gift-wrap these little lemons,

but the steak
is mighty tasty.

For all we know, Nacho
could've gotten drunk...

and thrown in jail.

It don't really matter.
First thing in the morning,

we'll make our way over
to the police station,
let them handle this.

That's what they
get paid for.

This little secret.
We don't have to
tell her right now.

[ Playing Off-Key ]

[ All Play Off-Key ]
[ Sonny ]
What do you think?

Jesus Christ, Pepper!
[ Pop ]
Ow!

We're in New York City.
That shit don't fly around here.

Whoa!
Would you please--

Just to come
for a fitting.

Will there be
anything else?

Yeah, you got any,
uh, popsicles?

Popsicles.
No, sir.

Well, I guess
that'll be all, then.

Thank you.

Thank you.

That was
wonderful.
[ Laughing ]

Well, shall we?
Of course.

♪ [ String Quartet
Continues ]

Gentlemen.
Margarette.

[ Chattering ]

Sonny, take a gander at this.
Tell me what it says.

"Tuesday, 9 p.m.
50 Central Park South.
Top floor."

"I must see you again.
Margarette."

Whew. Well, kiss
a duck's red ass.

I do believe she loves me.

I'll be right back.

That amazes me.

That truly amazes me.

I'm beginnin' to like
this town, you know.

Well, it's time
to go.
Hmm?

Stop touching me,
Pepper!
Hey, get down.

Them people think
we skipped the check.
They think right.

Well, bullshit.
Pay 'em.
With what?

You lyin' son of a bitch.

You told me
you still had some of
that prize money left.

- I do. I wouldn't lie to you.
- Well, how much you got?

About eight bucks,
I reckon.

- "Eight bucks, I reckon."
- Better than a poke
in the eye, ain't it?

Pepper, I've had it with you.

Ah! Ooh!

Ah. Don't worry.
Things will get better.

[ Teresa ]
Only when
my father comes.

You have to face the fact
that maybe your father
isn't coming.

He is coming.

Back to work!

I said,
back to work.

Where is my father?

Let go of me!
Juan!

Dejala quieta.

Are you okay?
No.

There's a sink
in the other room.

Let's go in there and
wash that off, all right?

We'll take care
of this. Come on.

Go ahead.

My father was going to
take me to New Mexico...

to work with him
on the ranch.

Where is my father?

Please tell me.
I don't know.

I mean, that's the truth.
The last time--

The last time I talked
to him, he was still
trying to raise the money...

to pay me for
getting you outta Cuba.

He already paid you.

[ Snickers ]
Yeah, he paid me.
He paid me some.

I mean, he didn't
pay me everything.

Please, sit down.

Your father's comin',
Teresa. I mean, I don't
know what's keepin' him.

Until he comes, let me
take you outta here.

These people
can be very cruel,
as you just saw.

They take advantage
of a pretty girl
any chance they get.

I promised your father
I'd take care of you.

[ Horse Snorting ]

[ Snorting ]

What are you gentlemen
doing here?

Just catchin'
a few winks, officer.

For your information,
there's a law...

against camping
in Central Park,
and a fine.

I.D.'s, please.

Are you fellas cowboys?

No, we, uh,
criminals, mostly.

You know,
sleep out in parks.

Bloodthirsty shit
like that.
Pepper.

Excuse him, officer.
He wasn't raised
with any manners.

Where you guys from,
Texas?
[ Pepper ] Texas!

There ain't no
real cowboys from Texas.
We're from New Mexico.

So what brings you guys
to New York?

- Lookin' for a friend.
- A friend?

He came here about
a week ago. Haven't
heard from him since.

Thought we'd come check it out
ourselves, you know?

Hey!

Yeah, hey. You better
watch it. She's liable
to come up lame on you.

Oh.

Hey, uh, thanks.

Listen, uh,
you guys been to
Missing Persons?

No, sir.

Come on. I'll, uh,
I'll walk you over.

- Thank you very much.
- Maybe they know something.

[ Whinnying ]
Ho.
[ Chuckles ]

Almost forgot.

Next time you'll be
a little more polite.

I always wanted to be
a cowboy myself.
Ridin' the range.

Always wanted to ride
the Chisholm Trail
from end to end.

Of course, the only cow
I've ever seen is over
in the Central Park Zoo.

Sign in, then I'll take you
down to Missing Persons.
Thank you very much.

Hey.

You, uh,
you ever heard
of Bill Pickett?

What's that?
Bill Pickett. He was
a cowboy in the Old West.

He pretty much
invented bulldogging.
Black man. Like me.

[ Chuckles ]
Who told you that?

It's true.
Hey.

Sonny,
you hear that?

He thinks some
old black cowboy
invented bulldogging.

That'd be
Bill Pickett, Pepper.

Ready?
Yeah.

Oh, you mean
William Pickett.

[ Chuckles ]
Yeah. Oh.

[ Female Officer ]
Age?
[ Sonny ]
Fifty-five or so.

Social Security number?

I don't even know
if he has one, ma'am.

Any tattoos or
distinguishing marks?

He's got a small scar
over his left eye.

Yeah, I remember that.
One night he got
toilet-huggin' drunk--

Shut up, Pepper.
Okay.

[ Beeping ]

That's our friend.
Goddamn!

[ Cop ]
I'm sorry.
How did it happen?

[ Coroner ]
They found him in the
East River four days ago.

One shot in the head.
His thumbs were tied
behind his back.

Oh, Jesus.

We found this
in his shirt pocket.

It's a claim ticket
from a pawn shop.

Listen, uh, let's go
talk to the Chief.

There's nothing more
you can do for him here.

Adios, my old friend.

[ Coroner Zips Bag ]

They place illegals
into domestic work,
prostitution, sweatshops.

There may be 3,000 sweatshops
running in this city alone.

Goddamn,
that's slavery.
Yeah.

A lot of big cities run
on it, whether anybody
wants to admit it or not.

What are you all gonna do
about our friend's daughter,
Teresa Salazar?

Look, Mr. Gilstrap,
we'll do all we can to find
your friend's daughter.

There's a procedure. Sam will
have to file reports with the
I.N.S., the Department of Labor.

It's gonna take time.
You have to be patient.

Damn, who's the law
around here, Sam?

[ Sighs ]

Look, I'm, uh, sorry
I couldn't do more.

I guess I'm
no Bill Pickett.

Yeah, well, not much
use for cowboys
these days anyhow.

Look, I'll, uh,
do what I can here.

I'll call you in New Mexico
and keep you posted.

Thanks.
[ Engine Starts ]

How we supposed to know
what we're lookin' for
when we see it?

Lookee there.

[ Pepper ]
It's them two bastards
from last night.

I don't remember seein'
that other guy.

Neither do I, but he
sure as hell looks
like the boss to me.

[ Sonny ]
I think we oughta see what we
can find out about that guy.

Okay, I got it.

You go in there
and talk to him.
I'll cover the truck.

That's real cowboy
of you, Pepper.

[ Engine Starts ]
I got a better idea.

[ Door Slamming ]
[ Tires Screeching ]

Lemme go! Lemme go,
lemme go, lemme go,
lemme go! You bully!

Stink factory!
[ Exhales ]

Hey! You settle down,
you ornery little cuss.

Listen here.
We wanna ask you
some questions.

What kinda questions?
I wanna know about that guy
drivin' that fancy car.

I don't know nobody
in no fancy car.

Let's tie some rocks
to the peckerwood and
kick him in the river.

Okay.
You wouldn't do that
to a veteran.

Hell, I'd do it
just to see what
it looked like.

[ Sonny ]
So let me get this straight.
These guys smuggle people.

Why? You got somebody you want
smuggled outta someplace?

Answer
the question.

Yeah, Huerta and Stark,
they smuggle people...
for a price.

Who's the boss?
Huerta's the boss,
but Stark does all the legwork.

We got a friend that
had somebody smuggle
his daughter outta Cuba.

We were wonderin'
maybe you could
tell us where she is.

Now, why would I do that?

Hey, we're the ones askin'
the questions here, bub.

Why don't we throw him on
the spit with the pigeon?
Okay.

Wait, wait, wait!
You just wanna know where your
friend's daughter is, right?

That's right.
And we'll pay you.

- Write you a check.
- Don't take checks.

Twenty bucks.

You get the other half
when you deliver.

[ Sirens Blaring ]

Howdy, ma'am.
Hey. How ya doin'?

People so unfriendly here.
[ Toy Horn Honking ]

It's like talkin'
to a bunch of rocks.
Get away from me!

Pepper, behave yourself.
He ain't gonna show.

[ Horn Honking ]
I only gave him half
a twenty. He'll show.

Hey!
I'm gonna hit him.
Pepper.

Hey, look.

Well, this town's
full of surprises.

Did you have
any luck?
Gimme a smoke.

There's your brand
right there, pal.
Easy, Pepper.

You owe me half
a twenty, cowboy.
Yeah, well, earn it.

Your friend's daughter?
Stark is keepin' her in
a house over by the river.

Aha. I'm gonna
give you the address.

I got a better idea.
Why don't you show us?

Okay.

Don't waste
a lot of money on rent,
I'll say that for him.

[ Sonny ] Which one is it?
[ Pop Fly ]
On the end there. 4-B.

Okay, come on.
Oh, no, no, no.
Uh, not me. Mm-mmm.

That's not
part of the deal.

Where's
my other half?

We'll give it to you
when we get back,
if she's still there.

[ Chuckles ]
She's there, all right.

Gentlemen.

Ohh!

I got 'em here for you,
Mr. Stark.

Just like you said.

You did a good job,
Pop Fly.

Can I get my money now,
Mr. Stark?

[ Body Falls ]

Teresa.

Anybody home?
Looks like
she ain't here.

[ Grunts ]

[ Shotgun Blast ]

[ Tires Screech ]
Come on, Pepper!
Come on!

- Kick this mule!
- [ Tires Screech ]

Aah! Damn!
You okay?

I'm all right!
I'm all right!

[ Pepper ]
Oh, no.

[ Grunting ]

You reckon
somebody'll find him?

We ain't got time to
worry about that now,
Pepper. Come on.

Okay, we got
a whole new plan.

What's that?
Let's get
the hell out of here while
we still got two nuts each.

Teresa's still
out there, Pepper.

Goddamn it, don't go
hardheaded on me.

There's nothin' we can do.
Those guys damn near
killed us.

Let the police handle this.
They get paid to get shot at.

You always fade in the
stretch, don't you, Pepper?
Just like Vegas.

Boy, that rodeo again.
You got a memory like
a damned elephant.

I remember when a friend
lets me down.

We were one steer away from
the national championship...

and you don't even show up.
We won State, didn't we?
Got the buckles to prove it.

It ain't about
winnin' buckles,
Pepper.

- It's about being able
to count on a friend.
- It's just a damn rodeo.

It was more than a rodeo!
It was a down payment
on my ranch!

I'd been dreamin' about that
since we were wearin' short
pants and ridin' stick horses.

But you don't care about
other people's dreams.

You sure as hell don't care
that Nacho died for his.

I don't see how
lettin' some crazy bastard
shoot our fuzzy asses off...

is gonna bring Nacho
back to life.

- Get out.
- What?

Get the hell out!

[ Engine Starts ]

[ Tires Screeching ]

Sonny!

Taxi!

Asshole!

I didn't mean you, pardner.
Follow that red pickup.

I've come to pick up
my guns, ma'am.

There. Right there.
Pull over.

That's
four-fifty, please.

- Hey, you take a check?
- Take a check?
Take a hike!

Four-fifty, please.

All right.

Oh, shit.

[ Sighs ]
Okay.

Here. One, two.

- Two-fifty,
two fifty-five--
- [ Sighing ]

- That'd be all of them.
- $4,000 for the lot.

$4,000? These here
are my guns, lady.

They are yours
for 4,000 bucks.

- Well, look, I just need
a couple of 'em.
- Teddy!

- I'll give you an I.O.U. It's
the best I can do right now.
- Good-bye!

You hear her?
She said good-bye.

Don't do that.
Don't do what?

Don't do this?

I'll tell you one more time:
don't push me again.

- [ Grunting ]
- Ohh.

Not my personal best time,
but it'll do.

[ Tires Screech ]
Hey!

Yahoo.

Lady, look,
how about a trade?

You like
this belt buckle?

Solid silver and gold.
Only two of 'em like this
in the whole wide world.

- What is it worth?
- I don't know. It ain't worth
a damn thing to me no more.

Oh, Sonny,
don't do that.

Only two like it
in the whole world?
That's right.

Manny.

How you doin'?
Come on in.

Is the girl here?

Yeah, uh, she's upstairs.
Why?

Go get her.
Hey, wait a second.
What are you doin'?

John...
where's her father?

He came around looking for her.
This guy got out of control.

I'm not kidding you, Manny.
Out of control.

It was an accident,
that's all.
Just an accident.

He could've screwed us.
I took care of it.

It was an "accident"?

He got
out of control, huh?

Why?
What did you do, huh?

Tried to get more money
out of him, right, John?

Those cowboys
the other day--

They were looking for him,
weren't they?

Huh?

It's being
taken care of, Manny.

I can handle it.

The cowboys got away, John.
They're still out there.

So, what now,
more killing?

- Take her out.
- [ Groans ]

You gonna kill her too?

We are not in the killing
business, goddamn it!
There's another solution, Manny.

We sell her.

We can make
a lot of money off
a young girl like that.

A hell of a lot more
than she's making for us
in any sweatshop.

You have been doing
a lot of figuring,
haven't you, John?

This will protect you!
It's the smart thing to do!
Shut up!

What we do
with her is up to me,
because you work for me!

And when the buying and selling
that goes on behind my back...

gets in the way,

then it stops.

Why are you treatin' me
like this, Manny?

Huh?

Why are you treatin' me
like this, Manny?

[ Door Closes ]

[ Indistinct Talking ]

♪ [ Salsa, Faint ]

- Where's Teresa?
- I don't know what
you're talking about.

I know you've got her!
Screw you, cowboy.
I ain't talkin'.

Which one of you bastards
killed her father?

[ Grunts ]

No.

We wait for Stark.
I'll get the rope.
We'll tie him up.

[ Door Slams ]

[ Horns Honking ]
Ho! Hey! Ho!

Crazy sons of bitches.

Yeah.

[ Indistinct Talking ]
Evenin', ladies.

♪ [ "Free Your Mind"
By En Vogue ]

Excuse me, sir.
This party is
by invitation only.

Invitation only,
huh?
Yes, sir.

What's that look like, Mac,
a chicken fried steak?
Please excuse me. Enter.

Uh-huh.

♪ It doesn't mean that
I'm a prostitute, no, no ♪

- ♪ I like rap music
Wear hip-hop clothes ♪
- Whoo!

♪ That doesn't mean that
I'm out sellin' dope
no, no, no ♪

Boy, a fella could
get a terminal erection
in here, couldn't he?

Speak for yourself.

Excuse me,
can I take
your hat, sir?

Hell, no,
you won't take my hat.
Here, take my bag.

- Thanks.
- ♪ It doesn't mean
I don't like ♪

♪ My strong black brothers ♪

- ♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ♪
- [ Electricity Crackling ]

♪ [ Continues ]

Howdy, pardner.
How you doin'?

I'll be better if you got
some mescal back there.
Sure do.

Mescal, 1993.
I know it well.

Thank you so much.
♪ Before you can read me ♪

♪ You got to learn
how to see me ♪

♪ I say
Free your mind ♪

♪ And the rest
will follow ♪
Ho!

Slow down there,
amigo.
♪ Be color blind ♪

♪ Don't be so shallow ♪

♪ Free your mind
and the rest will follow ♪
Ah. Thank you.

♪ Be color blind ♪
Much obliged.

Have a good night.
♪ Don't be so shallow ♪

♪ So I'm a sister ♪

♪ Buy things with cash ♪

♪ That really doesn't mean
that all my credit's bad ♪
Howdy. Remember me?

♪ Ohh, so why mess around ♪
Oh. Sorry.
You look just like my sister.

- ♪ And waste my time ♪
- But she ain't stuck up!

- ♪ Because you really think ♪
- Ho!

♪ The price is high for me ♪
Whoo! You're a bad boy,
you know it?

♪ [ Continues ]
Hell, yeah,
I know it.

I'm glad you came.
I was hoping you would,
Mr....

Lewis.
Pepper Lewis.
Pepper Lewis.

Wild horses couldn't
have kept me away.

So, this is
your party, huh?
Mmm. For a new client.

What business you in?
I own
a modeling agency.

Mmm.
So these people
are all clothing designers,
manufacturers, distributors.

They're all here
to see the new lines,
the new models.

In fact,
you see that gentleman
standing right over there?

That's Alfonse Salini,
the famous Italian designer.

No shit.
Hey, Al!

How's your hammer
hangin', boy?

Where's your friend?
Sonny?

Oh. Well,
we ain't as close
as we used to be.

I decided
to go my own way.

There's some people
I'd like you to meet.

♪ [ Continues ]

[ Margarette ]
Jacques. Gaston.

[ Clears Throat ]
Pepper Lewis, meet my new
friends, Jacques and Gaston.

Hi.
Howdy, boys.
Pepper Lewis.
How you doin'?

Margarette,
this is our cowboy?
Oui.

I love this cowboy.
Look at this face.

Hey. You about to lose you
a hand there, Pierre.

[ Laughing ]
Margarette,
did you hear that?

Ah, this cowboy--
[ Laughs ] Formidable.

- Didn't I tell you?
- Tell 'em what?

You know, I love him.
I love the hat, the boots,
the, how do you say--

The attitude!
Attitude! That's it!
He is a man for all men!

Hey! Oh--
What the hell?

You a couple
of rope suckers?

[ Snickers ]
He is perfect!

[ Chuckling ]
Perfect!

Yes, I knew
you'd be pleased.

Pepper!

Them's some weird ducks
you got there, you know it?

They want you
to model for them.
Model?

They design
men's undergarments.
Check it out.

Let a bunch of people I don't
even know see me gallivantin'
around in my underwear?

Pays $500 an hour.
I can probably
get you more.

I don't care if it pays
a million dollars an hour.
I wouldn't do it.

Well...

if you change your mind,
you've got my number.

♪ [ Continues ]
Well, now,
hang on there, missy.

Hey! That ain't
the way this party's
supposed to end.

Ooh.
Let's dance.

Yeah? To this?
If it's got hair on it,
I can ride it.

If it's got a beat,
I can dance to it.
Hold that, Jean-Claude.

[ Grunts ]
♪ Be color blind ♪

♪ Don't be so shallow ♪

♪ Free your mind
and the rest will follow ♪

♪ Be color blind
Don't be so shallow ♪

♪ Free your mind
and the rest will follow ♪

♪ Be color blind
Don't be so shallow ♪

[ Partygoers Clapping ]
♪ Free your mind
and the rest will follow ♪

♪ Be color blind
Don't be so shallow ♪

♪ Free your mind ♪

♪ [ Continues ]

Take it off!
Take it off!

[ Gaston ]
Take it off, cowboy!

Whoo!

Take it off,
baby!
Yeah!

[ Grunts, Panting ]

[ Gasps,
Panting Continues ]

Sonny?
[ Grunts ]

Sonny.

[ Panting ]
Teresa.

[ Sighs ]
You know who I am.

My father sent me pictures
of you in his letters.

He showed me everything
you ever sent him too.

Practically
watched you grow up.

[ Grunts ]
Ohh.

Teresa...

I have to tell you
about your father.

He, uh--

Shh.

I know.

I'm sorry.

I can't do it.
They're too tight.

There's a knife
under my jacket
in my belt.

♪ [ "Suicide Blonde"
By INXS ]

You ever done
a shiver shot?

Well, this just happens
to be your lucky day.

Pretty simple,
really.

Just take this,
put it right there.

- Put that... there.
- Hmm?

Now you
get the shiver.
Mmm!

Mmmm!

[ Inhaling Deeply ]
Mmm.

And I... get the shot.

[ Stomps Foot,
Breaks Shot Glass ]
Ahhh!

I know
you eat the worm.

Well...

don't be shy.

[ Moaning ]

Holy jumping Jesus.

You know that guy?

John Stark?
Yeah.
He a friend of yours?

Not really.
He's a clothing
manufacturer.

Clothing manufacturer,
my patoot.

Come on.
Introduce him to me.
Mmm!

It's got a beautiful cut to it.
Uh, excuse me.
Pepper Lewis, John Stark.

I already know
this son of a bitch.

- Oh, I didn't know
this was a costume party.
- [ Woman Screams ]

This son of a bitch
killed my friend Nacho
and kidnapped his daughter!

He's a slave trader,
is what he i--

I think this guy's
had a few too many
to drink, huh?

Is that the best you got?
Even the old Cuban
had better than that.

Now, you get this piece
of shit out of my way!
Get him out of here!

- [ Grunting ]
- [ Groaning ]

♪ [ Continues ]

[ Pitcher Clatters ]

[ Tires Screeching ]

[ Man Grunting ]

Oh, shit! Sonny!

[ Pepper ]
Shaw!

Hey, buddy,
I thought you went home.
Believe me, I want to.

- Loan me your horse, will ya?
- [ Laughs ] I don't loan
my horse to anybody.

- Sonny's in trouble.
- [ Horse Whinnies ]

Hop on.

[ Grunts ]
Hyah!

♪ [ Salsa ]

♪ [ Salsa Continues,
Distant ]

¿Que pasa, John?

You don't look so good.
Yeah, I don't
feel so good either.

What's goin' on?

Don't you know?

I thought you had
everything under control.
What are we gonna do, Manny?

Stand here all night
playing games?

Malagradecido, carajo.

I took you in
right out of prison and
gave you everything you got.

And you never had to
remind me of that,
did you?

[ Huerta ]
You got greedy.

You killed that old man
for a lousy five grand.

[ Sighs ]

[ Chuckles ]

You need me, Manny,

because
I get things done.

The things
that you ain't got
the stomach for anymore.

What I haven't
got the stomach for
anymore is you, John.

So get the hell
out of here.

You don't work for me
anymore.

You're right.

I don't.

[ Groans ]

What makes you think...

that you're
so much better than me?

You got a problem
with this?

I ain't
got a problem.

You got a problem?
No. No.

[ Gunshot ]
[ Teresa Screams ]

[ Panting ]

How you doin', baby?
Hmm?
[ Groaning ]

I wanna talk
to you for a second.
Let him go, Chango.

Come here.

You know,
you never should've left
the cow shit. Hmm?

- [ Grunts ]
- [ Ohh!

Okay, get the girl.
Let's get outta here.

What do you want me to do
with the vaquero?

Him? Cut his throat.

Okay, cowboy,

it's show time.

[ Grunting ]

[ Screams ]

No!

What are you
planning to do?

I let my friend down twice.
I ain't gonna do it again.

You're gonna
get yourself killed!
We gotta call for backup.

- I thought you wanted
to be a cowboy.
- Yeah, I do, but--

Well, mister,
this is the cowboy way.

Wha-hoo!
[ Tires Squealing ]

[ Grunting ]

[ Yelling ]

[ Tires Screeching ]

[ Screaming ]

[ Indistinct Shouting,
Talking ]

Hold on! Don't move!

Where's my buddy?

[ Gunshot]
Aah!

Whoa. Get over there
where I can keep
an eye on you.

You heard the man,
shit for brains.
Where's his buddy?

Watch 'em.
I'm gonna go
after Sonny.

[ Shaw ]
You people stand back.
My partner's coming through.

All right, now, listen up.

I don't want any talkin',
any lookin' around.

You're answering
to the big man now--
Mad Dog Shaw.

[ Grunting ]

Say adios, Cowboy.
[ Hammer Cocks ]

[ Groans ]
A-day-os.

About time, Pepper.
Better late than never.

They took Teresa.
Took her where?

This son of a bitch
here knows.

[ Groans ]

Move!
[ Crowd Murmuring ]

- Good work, Sam.
- Sure thing.

- Nice to see you, Sam.
- Come on, man, where
you guys takin' me, man?

[ Grunts ]

[ Engine Starts ]

Thanks for your cooperation.
Drinks are on the house.

Hee-yah!
[ Shouting ]

You'd better tell us
where she is.
Screw you, buddy.

This son of a bitch
ain't talkin', Sonny.

Yeah, well, maybe we oughta
show him how Pancho Villa
used to make guys talk.

[ Sheep Bleating ]

You might think this here's
gonna be fun--
I ain't tellin' you nothin'.

Hell, for the first three or
four seconds it just might be.
[ Calf Mooing ]

Ooh-eee, fellas,
lookit there!

You fellas
found a big one.

I had hell pullin' him off
his mama's tit.

- Hungry bugger, isn't he?
- [ Shaw ] Yep. Starvin'.

You hear that,
asshole?

Screw you, I ain't talkin'.
What's a baby cow
gonna do to me?

- Hey, uh-- Oh, come on,
man, what you doin'?
- [ Sonny Laughs ]

I am embarrassed.

Our friend here is not
wearin' any underpants.

[ Moo ]
[ Pepper ]
Oh! He sees it.

Damn! That hungry devil
thinks your little weenie
is his mama's tit!

Hey, wait a minute, man.
You guys can't do this.

I'll ask you one more time,
asshole: Where's Teresa?

I ain't tellin' you shit.

It's your call, Stubby.
Let him go, Pepper.

[ Mooing ]
[ Cowbell Ringing ]

Whoa. Whoa.
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

[ Screaming ]

Damn, that looks like
it hurts.

[ Whinnying ]
Round up a posse, boys!

Come on.

Let's take her down
to the dock.

Pepper.
Yep.

You know, about that rodeo--
I want you to forget
about it, okay?

You just got drunk,
that's all. It could've
happened to anybody.

You ain't mad at me
no more?
No, I ain't mad at you.

You were right.
It's just a damn rodeo.

Last night, I was gonna take
all those guys on by myself.

I just couldn't do it
without you.

The whole time I was
sitting there, thinkin',

"Goddamn it, Pepper oughta be
here with me." Started getting
mad at you all over again.

Then I realized
I wasn't mad at you,
I was mad at myself.

'Cause you were right--
there's just some things
I can't do on my own.

And I hated you
for that.

You understand
what I'm sayin'?

Yeah, I think you're tryin'
to say, deep down you're
a chicken shit. Is that it?

No, Pepper,
that ain't it.

Here's that warehouse,
just like old Stubby said.

Pepper, just forget it,
okay? I'm sorry
I even brought it up.

All I'm trying to say is
I ain't mad at you 'cause
you got drunk...

and completely ruined
my chances of getting
that ranch.

Sonny.
What?

Listen, uh,
actually, I, uh--

I wasn't drunk.
Huh?

At the rodeo, I wasn't--
I wasn't drunk, I was just...

bein' selfish again,
like always.

What are you talkin'
about, Pepper?

I knew we was gonna win
that night-- ain't nobody
could've beat us.

I guess that's why
I didn't show up.

Didn't want you
to buy that ranch.

Guess I just always
figured we were...

better together
than we were on our own.

Didn't want to
split up the team.

Get what
I'm trying to say?

Yeah, I think so.

I think you're trying
to say that deep down
you're a chicken shit.

I knew you'd understand,
old buddy.

You ready?

You gotta show me how
to do that someday.
It'd be my pleasure.

- Lock it?
- Yeah.

What are you doin'?

Nothin'.
Put it away.

[ Scratches Car ]

[ Sewing Machines
Running ]
[ Indistinct Talking ]

[ Sewing Machines Stop ]

[ Sewing Machines Resume ]

You cover me.

[ Teresa Whimpering,
Weeping ]

Jesus!

[ Grunting, Weeping
Continues ]

- Shut up!
- [ Teresa ] No!

Oh, no! No!

Okay, everybody,
hold it right there!

Let the girl go!

[ Stark Grunts ]
Come on. Come on!

Shit.

[ Sonny ]
Goddamn it!

[ Sirens Wailing ]

Well, if it ain't
Bill Pickett.

[ Policeman ]
Let's go! Come on, move!

[ Gasping, Panting ]

Nice work, Sam.

Hey, thanks a lot, guys.
We're bringing
the boat in now.

- How's Teresa?
- Boat's secure, sir.

[ Teresa Screams ]
Son of a bitch!

[ Car Accelerating ]

Go! Go!

We'll never
catch that bastard.
The hell we won't.

[ Grunting ]

[ Grunting Continues ]
Shit!

- [ Tires Screeching ]
- [ Truck Horn Blowing ]

Pepper, duck!

- [ Grunts ]
- Son of a bitch!

Yee-hoo-hoo!
Yee-hah!

- [ Horn Honks ]
- [ Tires Screech ]

He turned right!

There!

Hey, hey, wait a minute!
You can't just leave it--

- Aah!
- Shit!

- [ Horn Honking ]
- [ Man ] Hey!

They're not in the car!

They gotta be
in the subway!

Excuse me!
Excuse me!
Excuse me!

[ Shaw ] Thank you!
Excuse me! Thank you!

Police!
Police! Police!

There he is!

Where's the train
going?
Brooklyn.

Any way we can head it off?
Head it off?
It's a fucking train!

[ Shaw ]
It'll come out
on the Manhattan Bridge,

but we'll never make it
through this traffic.

[ Horses Whinnying ]

Hyah!
[ Whinnies ]

- [ Whinnies ]
- Yee-hah!

Hey!
Follow the river!

I need to use
your radio.
They stole our horses!

Don't worry,
they're good with horses.

[ Shaw ]
10-13, 53rd and Lex.
We have a hostage situation.

10-4. All units, all units.
10-13, 53rd and Lex.

Whoa, whoa, whoa! Ho!
[ Horn Honking,
Tires Screeching ]

Police business!
I need your cab!
Come on, out!

Thank you very much!

[ Tires Screech ]

[ Man ]
Hey, get a job, will ya?
[ Laughs ]

- Hyah! Hyah!
- Ahh-hah! Hyah!

Go ahead. Sit down.

[ Reading, Indistinct ]

Move it!
[ Honking Horn ]

- Come on! Let's go!
- [ Tires Screeching,
Horn Honking ]

[ Horses Whinnying ]

Hyah!

Hyah! Hyah!

Whoo!

Hyah!
[ Whinnies ]

[ Pepper ]
Ho! Ho! Whoa!

Come on!
Come on!
Hyah! Gidd'up!

Whoa!
Yee-Hoo!
Hyah!

I need to know
the first train stop
after the Manhattan Bridge.

[ Shaw ]
I need backup there now!

That would be
the 62nd Street station.

[ Sonny ]
Hyah!

Hyah!
Hyah, hyah!
Hyah!

Hyah!

Look, Mom!
Cowboys!

There he is!

- [ Gunshots ]
- [ Passengers Screaming ]

[ Horse Whinnying ]

Hyah!
Gidd'up, boy!
Whoo!

Hyah!

[ Screaming Continues ]
Get out of the way.
Get out of the way!

Hyah!

Hyah!

[ Grunts ]

Pepper!

Come on!

Jump!
Okay!

- Jump!
- [ Pepper Grunts ]

Aah!

- [ Grunts ]
- [ Woman Screams ]

[ Passengers Screaming,
Yelling ]

[ Teresa Whimpering ]
Stop the train!

- I can't!
This is the express!
- You stop this train now!

- [ Brakes Squealing ]
- [ Grunting, Screaming ]

Coming through!

[ Horn Honking ]

[ Tires Screeching ]
[ Horns Honking ]

Excuse me, please!

- Stark!
- [ Teresa Gasps ]

- We just want the girl!
- Yeah, and all I want
is your guns!

Throw 'em down on the track.
Do it!

Do it!

,
Don't play games with me.
Give me the other one.

[ Chuckles ]
You cowboys.

You're a dyin' breed,
man.

[ Teresa Screams ]
[ Gunshot ]

[ Pepper ]
Aah!
[ Grunting ]

Hold it right there!

[ Gunshot ]

[ Electricity Crackles ]
Pepper, heel it!

Give it up, man.
There's nowhere to go.

Shaw,
are you all right?
Yeah.

- Give him a hand.
- Take it slow,
take it slow.

[ Grunts ]
Thank you.

You okay?
Yeah.

Nice throw.
Not bad yourself.

[ Chuckles ]
Thank you.

[ Sonny ]
Can't thank you
enough, Sam.

Hey, my pleasure,
Sonny.

Don't you forget you got an
open invitation to come see us.
Thanks.

Pepper.
Saw you in the paper
this morning, Sam.

Yeah?
Good picture.

Put me in mind
of William Pickett.
[ Chuckling ]

How's that shoulder?
Oh, it's, um--

Oh, it's, it's okay.

Well, this'll cure
what ails you.

Really?
Oh, yeah.

How's your butt?

Tender subject, Sam.

[ Shaw Chuckles ]
Okay, off we go.
Ho!

Teresa, you take care
of these two.

I will.
[ Engine Starts ]

[ Pepper ]
So long, Sam.

Got a little
somethin' here for you, Sonny.
Thought you might want it back.

Damn, Pepper.

How the hell'd
you get the money
to pay for this buckle?

There ain't no hill
for a high stepper.

- You didn't give that old lady
a bad check, did you?
- Hell, no!

Old bitch
wouldn't take a check.

- So how'd you come up
with the money?
- I ain't tellin'.

- Pepper!
- Nope. My secret.

You ain't gonna know,
not in a million years.

Pepper.
Don't ask me.
I'll go to my grave with it.

[ En Vogue ]
♪ Free your mind ♪

♪

♪ I wear tight clothing ♪

♪ High heel shoes ♪

♪ It doesn't mean that
I'm a prostitute, no, no ♪

♪ I like rap music ♪

♪ Wear hip-hop clothes ♪

♪ That doesn't mean that
I'm out sellin' dope
no, no, no ♪

♪ [ "Good Guys Don't Always
Wear White" By Bon Jovi ]

♪

♪ Two, three, four ♪

♪

♪ You say you don't
like my kind ♪

♪ I fit a picture
in your mind ♪

♪ No, it don't matter
what I say ♪

♪ I hear you bitchin'
when I walk away ♪

♪ I'll never be
what you want me to be ♪

♪ You tell me I'm wrong
but I disagree ♪

♪ I ain't got no apology ♪

♪ Just because
I don't look like you ♪

♪ Talk like you
Think like you ♪

♪ Judge and jury
Hangman's noose ♪

♪ I see them in your eyes ♪

♪ Good guys don't always
wear white ♪

♪ Hey-yeah-yeah, Hey-yeah
Hey-yeah-yeah ♪

♪ Good guys don't always
wear white ♪

♪ Hey-yeah-yeah, Hey-yeah
Hey-yeah-yeah ♪

♪ Rich man, poor man
Beggars and kings ♪

♪ All that shit
don't mean a thing ♪

♪ Do you know which one's
behind those eyes ♪

♪ We all wear our disguises
don't we ♪

♪ Good guys don't always
wear white ♪

♪ Hey-yeah-yeah, Hey-yeah
Hey-yeah-yeah ♪

♪ Good guys don't always
wear white ♪

♪ Hey-yeah-yeah, Hey-yeah
Hey-yeah-yeah ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪

♪

♪ Hey, baby ♪

♪ Whose side are you on ♪

♪ You think you got it
all figured out ♪

♪ Where we belong ♪

♪ Forget all about
your dark from light ♪

♪ Day from night
Wrong from right ♪

♪ Good guys don't always
wear white ♪

♪ Hey-yeah-yeah, Hey-yeah
Hey-yeah-yeah ♪

♪ Good guys don't always
wear white ♪

♪ Hey-yeah-yeah, Hey-yeah
Hey-yeah-yeah ♪

♪ You know that good guys
don't always wear white ♪

♪ Hey-yeah-yeah, Hey-yeah
Hey-yeah-yeah ♪

♪ Good guys don't always
wear white ♪

♪ Hey-yeah-yeah, Hey-yeah
Hey-yeah-yeah ♪
♪ Tell your mama, baby ♪

♪ Good guys don't always
wear white ♪

♪ Don't always wear
Don't always wear ♪

♪ Don't always wear
Don't always wear ♪

♪ Don't always wear
Don't always wear ♪

♪ White ♪