Original subtitles

(rhythmic music)

(rock music)

(screaming)

(match rasping)

(suspenseful music)

(rumbling)

- [Woman] They ordered hookers.

- It's too dangerous, even with you inside.

- We can do this with help, Andrew.

- Yeah, we'd score enough to leave town.

- [Woman] Leave and start new lives.

♪ Something this way comes

♪ Riding on the air like a distant drum ♪

♪ What it is I cannot say

♪ But something comes, something comes this way ♪

- Let me ask Crazy Six about this.

Anything could go wrong, Viyana.

- I need the chance. - I know, baby, I know.

(sighs) Lemme ask what Six says.

♪ Woo hoo hoo yeah yeah

♪ I can feel it but I can't see it ♪

♪ Hear it moving, but I can't touch it ♪

♪ Though I fear it, I embrace it ♪

♪ Wanna run, yet I need to face it ♪

♪ It's blowin' through the windows ♪

♪ I hear it knocking lightly at my door ♪

(whooshing)

(thunder rumbling)

- Where's Mao?

- 10 more minutes, we go without him.

- I got six guys with the paperwork,

three with the product, right?

Right?

- Right, listen.

When they open up, I want you to check 'em out real good.

Make it look like you don't trust 'em.

They ordered you from a service, so be suspicious.

- [Viyana] I don't trust them.

I heard one of the girls say they're enemies.

Put Darby in a hospital.

- [Andrew] You just have to be careful, okay?

- All right, Andrew, you're gonna go through the front door.

I'm gonna come through the window.

I don't want any shootin', okay, unless they start the show.

- There's a couple at the the tower, plus the plutonium.

Can stay high for the rest of our lives.

- Hallelujah.

(car horn honks)

Let's do it.

(suspenseful music)

- [Man] Raul, it looks good.

- [Man] Plutonium.

♪ Is it love

♪ Disguised as hatred

♪ Even evil is sometimes sacred ♪

♪ Are you sainted (thunder rumbling)

♪ Or a sinner

♪ You can lose

♪ And be the winner

♪ It's blowin' through the windows ♪

♪ I hear it knockin' lightly at my door ♪

(blade swishes)

♪ Ah (sings faintly)

(rumbling)

(dog whimpers)

(smooching)

- You're late.

- (speaking in foreign language) My little dog is sick.

Doctor says I must shoot him twice a day with insulin.

He has diabetes.

(speaking in foreign language), huh?

I think if time was of the essence

you could have given us the address a little sooner.

- If I had given you that address any earlier,

you would've ripped me off.

(ominous music) (dog whimpers)

(speaking in foreign language)

(chuckling) I tell you what, junkie boy.

Clean yourself up, maybe I give you some gainful employment.

Raul is such an entrepreneur, no?

(guns click)

(gunshot booming) Whoa.

(speaking in foreign language)

(engine rumbling)

(whooshing)

- Jesus Christ, Six.

♪ Something this way comes

♪ Something comes this way

- It's all right. - Knock knock.

- Hold on.

(speaking faintly)

(knocking at door) (guns click)

(door bangs)

- [Man] Where is the others?

- On their way.

(clock ticking)

(gun clicks)

- (exhales sharply) I need air.

(tense music)

(dramatic music)

(exclaiming) (blows thudding)

- [Masked Man] Nobody fuckin' move.

(speaking in foreign language)

Sit down.

- Fuckin' punks.

- [Man With Gun] Now you're fucked.

- [Man On Left] No killin'.

(gun clicks) - Back off.

You fuckin' rock-head.

(rattling)

(ominous music)

(dog whimpers)

(wordless vocalizing) (ominous music)

(cello music)

(orchestral music)

- Okay, okay.

All right, you go divide up the money with Ari.

We'll meet back at the club like we talked about.

What the fuck are you doin'?

- You got made, they will track you.

- Hey, this ain't your deal, you let her go.

- Shae!

(speaking in foreign language)

- Fuck.

(car door latch clicks)

(speaking in foreign language)

- Anything comes back to me, I come back to you.

(speaking in foreign language) make sure her math is good.

(speaking in foreign language)

- If I'm short, I'll meet up with you later.

Don't go home tonight; I want you out of town tonight.

All right, get outta here.

- Watch yourself.

(suspenseful music)

♪ Are you sainted or a sinner

♪ You can lose and be the winner ♪

(speaking in foreign language)

- [Mao] Don't be shy, get in the car.

♪ I hear it knockin' lightly at my door ♪

♪ Something this way comes

♪ Blowin' on the air like a distant drum ♪

♪ What it is I cannot say

♪ But something comes, something comes this way ♪

(suspenseful music)

(ominous music)

♪ When I start dreaming

♪ You take me in your arms

♪ And never (dog whimpers)

♪ Someone else's start, I must forget you ♪

♪ It's a very hard thing for me to do ♪

♪ In my obsessions

♪ I write emails, I lie

- Something special tonight?

♪ I know you think by now I should know better ♪

♪ It's a very hard thing for me to do ♪

♪ It's slow goin' get me over you ♪

♪ You've given me more

♪ I swear to God

(Singing faintly)

(exhaling)

♪ In's slow goin', gettin' me over you ♪

♪ It's slow goin', gettin' me over you ♪

(ominous music)

(soft music)

♪ Here you are

♪ I swear to God

♪ Stay

♪ And I can do

♪ It's slow goin' gettin' me over you ♪

- You got 48 hours.

(cell phone ringing)

- Look, we paid good money to prevent this kind of shit!

- He's takin' care of it.

Okay.

(phone beeps)

♪ I start dreaming

♪ And you take me in your arms, I remember ♪

♪ You're in someone else's stars, I must forget you ♪

♪ It's a very hard thing for me to do ♪

♪ It's slow goin', gettin' me over you ♪

♪ It's slow goin', gettin' me over you ♪

♪ I dismiss you

♪ And conjure up your face so I can kiss you ♪

(audience applauding)

(glasses clinking)

- Anna, (speaking in foreign language)

You know my friend here, Mr. Crazy Six?

- Crazy Six?

- Sixth one born in my family.

- And you're crazy?

- Little bit.

Little bit.

- I think you two have a lot in common.

- Not me, I quit.

- (speaking in foreign language) Really?

My friend, I'm sorry, I think

she's way out of your league now.

But don't say I didn't try for you.

- Excuse me, I have to get back.

- You're excused.

- Thanks.

See you around, Crazy.

- Call me Billy.

- Billy.

- Don't despair, my friend.

You can have those nice long legs wrapped around you

all night long for an eight-ball.

It's worth it, right, Bijou?

(smooching) (whimpering)

Yes.

(techno music)

(speaking in foreign language)

I'll be back.

♪ For the best defense

♪ I can feel your hunger burning to move ♪

♪ Blood may spill inside this game ♪

♪ But no one seems to mind the pain ♪

♪ I'm too caught up in falling into you ♪

♪ Lights out, eye to eye

♪ Spill or scare, hard to learn ♪

♪ It's contact

♪ To look at me

♪ And I can feel the love and start up contact ♪

♪ You and me

♪ We'll be free, a world that's all aflame ♪

(ominous music)

(guns click)

♪ Starts the passion and pride just multiplies ♪

♪ Love, love is light

♪ Shine on me

♪ Protect me from the night

- Where's Mao order?

(ominous music) ♪ Protect

♪ Eye to eye, skin on skin

♪ Heart to heart, it's contact

♪ Look at me

♪ I can feel the love inside

(ominous music) (gun clicks)

(rock guitar music)

(ominous music)

- You have somethin' that belongs to me.

- Fuck it.

(thudding)

(guns click)

- Everything will come back.

(banging)

- Billy!

(gunshots booming)

(shell casings rattle)

- [Billy] You've been hit.

- The cops and ambulances will be here for me.

Go.

(suspenseful music) (wordless vocalizing)

(ominous music)

(insects chirring)

(singing faintly)

♪ You're dreaming of

♪ Everything

♪ Is so lonely

♪ With a heart

♪ Full of love for you

♪ Maybe once

♪ He'll do it so

♪ Maybe once - [Man] You know what I want.

♪ Knows it seems

- I want you should tell me where Six is.

♪ A child

- You will tell me.

♪ Your heart

(singing faintly)

(speaking faintly)

- [Woman] You wanna go say hi?

Do you want to say hi?

(Viyana weeping)

- No. - You will tell me.

(grunting) (slap resounds)

(woman moans) Now fuckin' tell me!

(ominous music) (speaking faintly)

- [Man] You got made, they were tracking you.

(speaking faintly) Six.

- [Woman] Don't track me.

(ominous music)

- No please.

Please. (gasps)

Please no. (gasps)

(ominous music)

- [Man] I hope he's worth it.

♪ Love

- [Anna] Crazy Six.

And you're crazy?

♪ In your heart, whoa

- [Crazy Six] A lot of shootin' okay,

once they start shootin'.

♪ In your heart, the only

(singing faintly)

♪ She knows that love is easy

(screaming)

Watch yourself.

(singing faintly)

♪ Find me love

(singing faintly)

(squelching) (gasps)

(soft music)

(exhaling softly)

(snarling)

(singing faintly)

(cocktail music)

(sniffing)

(door latch clicks) (telephone ringing)

(gloves snap)

- [Doctor] Dakota?

- Yo.

- [Doctor] It's just a flesh wound; she's gonna be okay.

I heard it was plutonium.

So I guess you wanna question her right away.

- Whenever I can.

- She'll be up in a half hour.

Well, I'm takin' lunch.

You gonna join me?

- No thanks, I'm on a diet.

You see, I'm startin' to look about nine months' pregnant.

How's your old man?

- [Doctor] Good.

Doin' what you should be doin', takin' it easy.

(Dakota chuckles)

How come you never go back to the States?

- I don't know.

I think this town's perfect for me.

I never been in a town with so few brains and so many guns.

- [Doctor] All right, see you around, Detective.

- [Dakota] That you will, go cut somebody up.

- [Doctor] I will.

- I know.

(rhythmic music)

(rock music)

(stylized exhaling)

- Lookin' for this?

- Hey.

- Huh? - Hey.

I need that.

- You killed a man.

- Gimme that, it's mine. - Fuckin' turn around, man.

- Gimme that, lemme see that fuckin'--

- Don't you listen to me, they fuckin' cut her up, okay?

- Okay. - Okay.

- [Billy] Okay, okay, all right, okay.

I can give you half of this money that I get--

- Fucking junkie!

You're pathetic, man, you let your friends down.

I'm sellin' this shit to pay for the funeral.

(traffic rumbling)

- Would you excuse us for a minute?

- Yes.

- Hello, Miss Anna.

- Hello, Mr. Texas.

- How many times do I have to tell ya,

just because you have a cowboy hat, you're not from Texas?

- I know, you're the American pig.

- Huh.

- Last time I saw you, you busted my brother.

- Damn right I did, some people are born to be busted.

Have you been behaving?

- This time trouble found me.

- Well, nobody's gonna grow old in this town.

- Looks like you will.

(chuckling)

- Have you been clean?

- Five months.

- Five months?

Wow.

What is that silver shit on your eyes?

- They're glitters.

So I'm pretty when I'm singing.

- Oh, well I'll have to come and hear you sing.

- You wouldn't like it, you like Perry Como.

- I do like Perry Como.

I've decided the world is divided into two parts:

those that like Neil Diamond, and those that don't; I don't.

- I love Neil Diamond.

- You would; I have some questions

I have to ask you again.

- I don't know anything.

- I think you do.

When you were singing in your act,

you yelled out a warning to somebody.

- I don't know where you get your information.

- Who is Billy?

- Billy.

Maybe I was singing Ode to Billy Joe?

- I don't think so.

It was a lousy song when it came out

and it's still a lousy song, you wouldn't sing it.

- Dakota.

I've always liked you.

- I know. - For an American pig.

But giving people up, that's just not my style.

You know that.

Besides, it could be bad for my health.

You get to go home when this is over.

- I don't have a home to go to.

Things are gettin' out of hand, even for this place.

- Things have been out of hand my whole life.

Look, I know they can't keep me here.

So do me a favor and tell the nurse to get my paperwork.

I'm just gonna split.

- Okay.

(sighs)

Oh, uh, congratulations.

- On what?

- Being clean all that time.

- That's something, isn't it?

- Damn right it is.

(stylized exhaling)

(ominous music)

(faintly singing)

- [Man] Your thoughts are us.

(dog whimpers)

(thudding) (dog yelps)

- Wake up, Coo-yo!

You almost killed my fuckin' dog, you understand?

I don't have a lot of fuckin' friends.

This dog is my friend!

I got a lot of friends, Michel?

- You don't.

- Have you got a lot of friends?

I don't have a lot of friends.

You tryin' to kil my one loyal friend?

She's sick, now you want to kill her?

Apologize.

- I'm sorry.

- Not to me, you imbecile, to her

(speaks foreign language) Bijou.

- I'm sorry, Bijou.

(smooching) (dog whimpers)

(singing faintly)

- What do you got, Sauerkraut?

- I'm Austrian, we don't eat sauerkraut, we eat strudel.

- Whatever, what do you got?

- Female, 23 years old, naturalistic style.

She's all cut up.

I got a snitch that works downtown.

He told me a guy named Crazy Six

has done an arms dealer yesterday.

Crazy Six and the stiff are partners.

- Crazy Six.

He's like a smallpox carrier.

Anybody gets near, they get the fear,

he's deader than Kelsey's nuts.

- Who's Kelsey Nuts?

- I don't know, I never knew what that meant.

- Oh. (sighs)

Word is, Raul doesn't recover his product

in 48 hours, he's history.

Now I'd like to put Crazy Six on a leash,

and let Raul try to recover his drugs and cash.

You might finally catch the bastard dirty.

- You've been with my partner too long,

you're gettin' smart.

You got this Billy staked out?

- Mm-hmm, we're running him through right now.

Should get an address soon.

(ominous music)

(door bangs)

(gun clicks)

- [Anna] Billy?

Billy, are you there?

(jazz music)

Billy, it's me Anna, from the club.

(door bangs)

It's just me.

- What are you doin' here?

- [Anna] Jerzy told me how to find you.

- [Billy] Sorry 'bout that.

You wanna sit down or somethin'?

- [Anna] All right.

(pop music)

- How's your leg?

- It's good, I don't need to feel it.

Why were they after you?

(water drips)

- I robbed me some spangers.

I needed some shooters, so I called Dirty Mao.

A big score, real big.

But it's all turned to shit, see.

Mao set me up; now people are dead.

Viyana, they killed her, that's for sure.

- It's going to be a war?

- A little bit.

♪ Hey, hey

♪ Ooh

- You still don't remember me, do you?

♪ One two three

- You used to do deals with my brother, Joss?

- You're Joss's sister.

Sorry.

- You shouldn't forget things like that.

♪ Ooh ooh

- I heard you say you quit.

- I did.

- Yeah, well I won't.

I can't and I won't.

- Then I'll start again.

(rock music)

- [Dakota] They're in there somewhere.

- [Andrew] Wasn't that, I think we oughta go, Dakota.

Oh, shit, damn.

(rock music)

♪ Something else this must be

(gun clicks)

- [Dakota] Get your gun out!

(gunshots booming)

- Come on, come on. (gunshots booming)

(rock music)

(soft music) (birds twittering)

- Don't die on me, bro. (coughing)

- I'm Austrian. (coughing)

Man, it hurts.

(footsteps echoing)

(suspenseful music)

(gunshot booming)

- You put that gun down now!

(clattering)

- Where you goin', putz?

You're all boxed in, you got nowhere to go.

- [Anna] I'm going with you, Billy.

- Oh, good choice, Anna.

(speaking in foreign language)

(somber music)

- [Man] Six got away, cop's badly hit.

(raven cawing)

- [Anna] Where are we going?

- [Billy] This here's the last friend I've got.

(whooshing)

He's got company, so you stick with me.

(blow thudding)

♪ Are you sainted or a sinner

(gunshots booming)

(body thuds)

♪ You can lose and be a winner

(panting)

- [Billy] You okay?

- I'm in a bad way.

They're fuckin' comin' out of the woodwork, Six.

- You gotta get yourself hid.

- Yeah.

(soft music) (banging)

(door latch clicks)

(somber music)

- Dakota?

I'm sorry.

(pop music)

- [Billy] You know, after I got busted

that last time in Jacksonville,

I hopped on a freighter.

Thought I'd clear my head, maybe get off the pipe.

We weren't out two days, I was climbin' the walls.

I wanted to kill that captain.

Then we docked in Marseille.

I wasn't there but three hours and I was back on the pipe.

That was five years ago.

(singing faintly)

- [Anna] Maybe you shouldn't go back.

(singing faintly)

- [Billy] Maybe.

♪ You already wanna be

- [Anna] I would like to go to Miami.

♪ Ooh ooh ooh

- You know what JC called me?

A coke whore.

Kool-Aid flavor of the month, a blue-eyed strong man.

(scoffs) I felt like kicking her ass.

- Yeah, well she's Goofy Grape.

Loudmouth Lime.

- I guess when I was smoking I was Fuzzy Lemon.

(chuckling)

- I don't think there was a Fuzzy Lemon.

And I don't think that drink was Kool-Aid.

- No, I think it was American Kool-Aid.

Like a special promotional thing, yeah.

- You might be right.

♪ Ah

(singing faintly)

- Hey, Choo-Choo Cherry.

You're okay.

(singing faintly)

You know I can't be with you in that way.

- I know.

♪ Ah

- I don't care.

♪ That I belong to you

♪ Nobody else is as good to me as you ♪

♪ You are mine

♪ You are mine - Let's go score.

Yeah.

(ominous rock music)

(speaking faintly)

(yelling)

♪ You let me go

♪ You I tried to love

♪ You let me go

(somber jazz music)

(speaking in foreign language).

- Jesse, come here my dear.

I'm gonna need a nice pot of beef.

And some cranberry juice, and a

(speaking in foreign language) right, Bijou?

And lean this time, no fucking fat on in,

don't give my cholesterol, okay?

(speaking in foreign language)

- [Woman] Here.

Doggy.

- Jesse. - Oui.

- Where's that little seductive songstress tonight?

- They took her away last night.

- You think she's got someone special somewhere, huh?

Huh?

(singing faintly)

♪ Tonight the devil's angel

♪ And a drunk and dreary wild spirit ♪

(singing faintly)

♪ Just, just turned back

♪ Burning load on myself

- Come on.

(singing faintly)

♪ The only one I-- (clattering)

- [Billy] What's wrong with you?

♪ Ooh

- [Anna] I can't get started again.

♪ You have to hold me too

- Get outta here.

♪ Don't let anyone else be as good to me as you ♪

(inhaling heavily)

♪ You have someone

♪ You are the one

(overlapping whispering voices)

(rumbling)

♪ You are the one

♪ You are the one

♪ Anything you want here too

(distorted music)

(ominous music)

(singing faintly)

♪ Baby, you are the one

(thunder rumbling)

(somber music)

(laughing)

(engine rumbling)

(speaking faintly)

(speaking in foreign language)

(singing faintly) (bell rings)

(speaking faintly)

(singing faintly)

(soft music)

♪ It shall

♪ Be a word

♪ You know

(speaking faintly) (dramatic music)

(suspenseful music)

(wordless vocalizing)

(soft music)

- Viyana's dead.

Dirty Mao ripped us off.

Guess I don't even know what the shit.

There's nothing left in our lives, Six.

Dreaming of that crap, now we don't even have that.

It's supposed to get easier as life goes on; it doesn't.

It's more complicated.

It's harder.

(speaking in foreign language)

So fucking lost.

- [Anna] Nyet!

(dog barking) (speaks foreign language)

- Universe sucks down, Six.

Lost everything. - Billy?

Billy.

Billy.

(rock music)

Oh.

Jerzy?

(shouting in foreign language)

(rock music)

(door bangs)

♪ Oh

(tires squealing)

(ominous music)

(speaking faintly)

(sirens wailing)

(whooshing)

(soft choral music)

- Billy.

Funny face.

Funny Face, that's the name of the drink.

Loudmouth Lime, you know, Goofy Grape?

Funny Face.

- [Billy] When did you think of that?

- I just thought of it now.

Billy.

Those bandits came after me.

- Where? - Downtown.

- You're okay?

- I don't know.

My little girl and I decided--

- Girl?

- Oh, I have a five-year-old.

She stays with my mother.

But I'm gonna take her down to Vienna,

where I think I could save her.

I think I can get my singing going.

I want you to come with us.

- There's no good.

I got no business bein' around that kind of thing.

- After your fever breaks, we're going to come get you.

- Are you sure you want me around?

- Yeah.

- I wanna stop smokin' rock.

Real bad.

(singing faintly)

- Good.

We're going to come back for you.

♪ Oh

(singing faintly)

♪ You slow

♪ Love

♪ Then it goes

♪ Ah ah ah

♪ Ah ah

♪ Ah

(rock music)

(ominous music)

(clattering)

(overlapping voices)

- [Andrew] You're pathetic, man, you let you friends down!

(overlapping voices)

- Watch yourself.

(overlapping voices)

(gunshots booming)

(rock music)

- [Woman] Just put her on the phone.

(overlapping voices)

- [Anna] Billy.

(soft music)

(birds twittering)

(door latch clicks)

(suspenseful music)

(dramatic music)

(yelling)

(overlapping voices) (yelling)

(rock music)

- [Woman] They've got Anna.

(rock music)

(screaming)

(yelling)

(grunting) (blows thudding)

- All right. - What the fuck?

What are you doin'?

- [Billy] What the hell are you doin' here?

- I need a place to hide.

Jesus Christ.

- Raul's got Anna.

Bunch of shit.

I'm gonna meet him tonight at the club.

- [Andrew] Man, you don't want a part of that.

Fucking look at you.

- [Billy] That's all right.

He won't be expectin' any trouble from me.

(panting)

- Bad odds.

Do you want my help?

(ominous music)

(rock music)

(flame whooshes)

(chuckling)

(breath whooshing out of tube)

(blow thudding)

(lighter clicks)

(flame whooshes)

- Don't be shy.

(breathing heavily)

(whooshing)

Good girl.

(soft rock music)

- [Man] At Dirty Mao's warehouse.

(blow thudding)

(rock music)

- (smooches) Is this because of you, huh?

Fa? (dog growls)

(grunting) (blows thudding)

- Don't worry, I've sorted it out.

It's all under control.

I'll have to call you back.

(blow thudding) (clattering)

(blows thudding) (exclaiming)

(dog barking)

- Hey.

(dog growling) Yes.

(exclaiming) (blows thudding)

(dog growling)

(ominous music)

(rock music)

- Where's the stuff?

(speaking in foreign language)

Fuck you.

(squelching) (groaning)

- So fuckin' tell me!

- Where is it?

(speaking in foreign language)

(squelching) (yelling)

Where's the stuff?

(yelling)

You wanna fucking die here?

Where's the fucking stuff?

You got nine left, where is it?

(exclaiming) (gasps)

- Fuck you! (spits)

(yelling) You motherfucker!

- [Andrew] Where the fuck is it, where is it?

(exclaiming) (groaning)

- Fucking kill! - Where the fuck is it?

Do you wanna die here? (rumbling)

Do you wanna fuckin' die here?

Tell me where it is.

(dealer panting)

(squelching)

(dealer panting and laughing)

(zipper rasps)

(footsteps echoing)

(guns click)

- Yeah, go for it.

I want you to.

But before you do, can I tell you a couple things?

(wind roaring faintly)

I'm over 50.

I ate a sandwich older than you yesterday.

I hurt all the time.

I got 42 broken bones, I've been shot twice,

I don't have a spleen.

But you wanna know what hurts the most?

They took away my son.

They took away my son.

So you see, I don't give a shit.

You wanna go for it?

Let's go for it.

- Raul's got my girl, he wants to make a trade.

- Raul?

I wouldn't trust Raul if his balls were on fire

and I had a bucket of water.

(wind roaring faintly)

But I'll take him with you.

(rock music)

- [Andrew] Dirty Mao ripped us off.

- [Dakota] It's no good.

- [Anna] I need a chance.

- [Billy] To success.

- [Man] I sent you.

- [Billy] Look at you.

(speaking in foreign language)

- [Anna] Billy.

I just cause pain.

(ominous music) (wordless vocalizing)

- [Billy] I wanna stop.

(singing in foreign language)

(guns click)

- Where's my stuff?

- It's in the car.

(door latch clicks) (car door bangs)

(ominous music)

(keys jingling)

- Anna?

- Yeah, looks a little fucked up.

She's been havin' a good time, man.

She's feeling really good right now.

- Let her go.

- Go on, wanna go to your little boyfriend?

Come on, go on, it's okay.

Or do you want another hit?

(ominous music)

Yeah man, we all got a death wish.

(gunshots booming)

(ominous music)

- Let's do it.

- Come on, I'm ready, I like my odds, let's get down.

(gunshot booming) (yelling)

(clattering) (guns click)

- 29 to two.

I like these odds better.

- If I'ma die, it's the cops we're bustin'.

- Let's cut the bullshit.

Let's get on with it, cowboy style.

- I like your style, Detective, I really like his style.

(gunshots booming) (dramatic music)

(speaking in foreign language)

(light rock music)

(eerie music)

- Billy.

Thank you for taking care of the competition.

(breathing heavily and groaning)

(gun clicks)

- Now it's just like the movies, Mexican standoff.

(breathing heavily)

Except no one ever shoots.

(exclaiming) (gunshot booming)

(eerie music)

(Billy gasps)

- You might need this.

Since you decided to kill Raul and rip everybody off,

I think maybe some people come look for you, huh?

- Yo, you saw to that.

- With that money, you can start over.

Clean yourself up, maybe I give you a real job.

Sorry, Mac.

(gunshot booming)

(dog yelps) (blows thudding)

(groaning) (blows thudding)

(dog whimpering)

(slow music)

(dog growling)

- What are you cryin' about?

I didn't shoot the dog.

(dog growling)

(soft rock music)

- We gotta get outta here.

We've got a long drive ahead of us.

- I can't go with you.

- Listen-- - No, don't.

- I--

- I'm gonna lose.

- We could have some life together.

I got a plan for us.

- [Anna] I'm tired.

- Get over there, it's clean.

(dog growls)

- What's the dog's name?

- It's my new partner, Killer.

- I can't go back to this.

I wanna see my little girl.

- I can get clean.

♪ Oh, such a long black night

♪ Surrounded by the absence of light ♪

- (smooches) I'll come see you, kid,

when you get a live band.

- I still won't sing Perry Como.

- I'll come see you anyway.

♪ Pieces remain to remind

♪ Of what could have been in another time ♪

- I can get clean.

♪ Another time

- I can...

♪ Maybe tomorrow

♪ We'll live as one

♪ Maybe tomorrow

♪ We'll walk in the sun, walk in the sun ♪

♪ We'll walk in the sun

♪ I hear you tryin' to cry

♪ Won't listen to-- - Billy.

- Thanks for bein' my friend.

♪ When everything you loved is gone for good ♪

- [Billy] Take care of yourself.

♪ What could have been another day ♪

♪ Another day

♪ Maybe tomorrow

♪ We'll live as one

♪ Maybe tomorrow

♪ We'll walk in the sun, walk in the sun ♪

♪ We'll walk in the sun

♪ Maybe tomorrow

♪ Maybe tomorrow

♪ Ooh

♪ Hey

♪ Ooh hey

- [Billy] I told you I could do it.

(rock music)

(techno rock music)

(dreamy rock music)

(rhythmic music)