All language subtitles for The Salton Sea 2002.ENG

Danny: My name
is Tom Van Allen

or Danny Parker.

I honestly don't
know anymore.

You can decide.

Yeah, maybe you can
help me, friend.

As you can see,
I don't have

a hell of a lot
of time left.

You can decide
who I am--

avenging angel,

Judas iscariot,

loving husband,

prodigal son,

prince of Denmark,

all of these?

None of these?

You decide.

Trumpet player,

speed freak.

Speed.

That's as good
a place to start as any.

But first,
a little background

on the mad world
of the tweeker.

Methedrine was
first distilled

by a Japanese scientist
before world war ii.

Hand it to the Japanese.

They knew a good thing
when they saw it.

This guy's so tweaked,

he probably thinks
he can survive this

without a scratch.

Maybe not.

By some estimates, 2% of
the Japanese population

had a meth problem
after the war.

Factory workers,
soldiers, pilots.

Maybe that's why
it took 2 bombs

to get 'em
to surrender.

A nuclear blast is
just a minor nuisance

to a determined tweeker.

In the fifties,

the housewives
got a hold of it.

Dexedrine, benzedrine,
methedrine.

Now, that's a classic
speed freak for you--

skinny
and cleaning house.

I bet her poor husband
never knew what hit him

in the sack, either.

There are even rumors
that one of our presidents

dabbled with mysterious
energy shots.

A slammer
in the white house.

If it's true,
I bet old khrushchev

never got
a word in edgewise.

By the late sixties,

the government
finally cracked down

and sent the whole thing
underground.

Bikers controlled
the market for a while.

But now, anyone with
a basic chemistry kit

and the right ingredients
can cook it up at home.

Ever see a long-haired,
tattooed freak buying up

all the cold medicine
he can lay his hands on

at 3:00 in the morning?

Take it from me

he doesn't have a cold.

He's a cook.

Look in his kitchen
and you'll find

a whole grocery list
of unsavory ingredients:

Drain cleaner,
hydrochloric acid,

match heads
for red phosphorous,

ether, and of course,
the cold medicine.

That's for the ephedrine,
soon to become methedrine.

This guy's
a regular Julia child.

Problem is, I'll bet
even Julia screws up

the bouillabaisse
from time to time.

Uh-oh.

Man: Whoo!

It's not right.

You think?

Something's off.

We can do better.

Kujo: This dude
in my c.M.A. Meeting

right.

He, uh,
fucked my sister.

That's fucked.

No, he's, like,
a quantum physicist

or some shit like that.

And he's telling me
about this thing, like,

about, um,
uncertainty, right?

Where you look
at a molecule, right,

and you never know
what it's doing.

Because as you look
at it, it changes.

It reacts.
Like people, right?

You know what I'm saying?

You wouldn't
know what I was doing

unless you were
looking at me.

Man, you're
so fucking locked in,

I could choke you!

Okay, so, all right,
here's the deal, man

Danny: So, that's
where I found myself.

No, I should choose
my words more wisely.

This is the world
I sought out.

The land of the perpetual
night party.

Day swallowing night
and night swallowing day.

The crank compressing time
like some divine piston

on its awesome downstroke.

We've been at this
for 3 days.

Or is it 4?

Tweekers, lokers, slammers,

coming and going,
swearing eternal allegiance

and undying love
for one another

only to wake up
after the binge

and realize you wouldn't
walk across the street

to piss on one of 'em
if their head was on fire.

3 days

or is it 4?

I know what
you're thinking,

but don't give up
on me just yet.

Just wait until I've
told my whole story.

And keep your eyes open.

Nothing is as it seems.

We're out of gak!

What time is it?

It's, like, 12:00.

Midnight?

Ow!
Aah!

Oh, god.

Oh

you cool?

Let's go do it.

You okay?

Yeah, i--i am.

I would not be into
this without you, dude.

How'd we get
this gig, anyway?

I don't know.

Got a dealer in mind?

I do know a guy,
Bobby.

Who's Bobby?
Bobby's this guy.

He's gotta have
some good stuff.

Well, Jimmy the Finn,
let's go score some gak.

Radio announcer:
Love songs of the seventies

all day, every day.

Jimmy: Bobby?

Shh!

They're comin'.

What?

The spiders, man.

But I'm ready
for you this time.

Ready for you.

Aah!

Ha ha!

Aah!

Yeah!

Ha ha!

You thought you could
fuck with Bobby, yeah!

Yeah, you thought
you could fuck with Bobby!

With Bobby,
you thought you could fuck!

Ha ha! Yeah!

Hey, got that ass, boy!

Yeah! Ha ha ha ha!

Who the fuck are you?

It's me, man. It's Jimmy.

What can I do for you?

Well, like, a couple
of 8 balls ought to do us.

You think?

6. 6.

I can't breathe!
Oh, you know what?

Don't mind her.
Help me!

Oh. Oh. Don't--
don't mind her, man.

Will you shut the hell up,
goddamn it!

You know what?
I got no vocational skills.

What the fuck
do you want from me?!

I got
no vocational skills!

Hey, man,
take it easy!

What the fuck
do you want from me?!

Come on, take it easy!
Take it easy!

What?

Just come on.
Lay off the girl.

What?

What?

What?

What?

Hey

d-d-did you bring
the plastic men?

I

did you bring
the plastic men?!

Did you bring
the plastic men?!

No, man.

That's just your good crank
talkin' there, brother.

Jimmy: Fuckin'
come on, Bobby.

Bobby?

Come on.

Bobby?

Bobby?

Bobby.
That rhymes with

with

what, that rhymes
with, uh

uh, s-s

hobby.

Hobby.

Yeah.

Hobby.

Hobby.

I like that.

Funny.

Bobby. Hobby.

Bobby, Bobby, hobby.

Couple 8 balls, huh?

6.

6. I like that. 6. 6.

Excuse me.

I don't mean to impose,
but I am the ocean.

Thanks.

What?

He's just juiced.
He wouldn't do nothin'.

Oh, shit!

Jimmy: It was like
our own private--

Danny: So far in,
we were out.

How do you know you're doin'
the right thing, Finn?

I don't know. Like

people around you
are happy, you know?

They say thank you
and stuff, right?

Just go with the flow.

You know?

And how does it
feel like

to wake up
in the sun?

And how

come on, brother!
Power chord!

Hell, yeah!

And how does it
feel like

to let forever be?

And how does it
feel like

to spend
a little lifetime

sitting in the gutter?

Scream of sympathy

Danny: For the people
that don't do drugs--

or just do them
occasionally--

it's something
that becomes your life,

and you belong.

You finally hit bottom,
and you know who you are,

'cause you can't
go any lower.

When you find

a friendship

that you wouldn't have
found anywhere else.

Still and all

there's
a kind of intimacy

with those
that can go the distance.

Sometimes

you see the world
so clearly

and you know just
what to do

and just when
to do it.

Just what
you should have done

and when you
should have done it.

Woman: Los Angeles sheriff's
department.

How may I direct
your call?

Yeah. C.I.
Number dj6t5kf55.

Who's your contact?

Morgan and garcetti.

Hey.

Yo. Got a hot one.

Yeah? Well, you go,
my little tweeker friend.

If it's all the same to you,
I don't want to have

this conversation in
the middle of crankville.

This the guy?

It speaks. Yeah.

Bobby, hobby, lobby.

What?

Bobby ocean.

Cut to the chase,
Parker.

What's he holding?

He's a tweeker, man.

Definitely gets high
on his own supply.

He's bugging,
full on--

I said, what the fuck
is he holding?

Well, uh, definitely
a dealer, uh

but I am the ocean.

A couple pounds,
maybe more.

A mossberg pump
on the floor,

a cheap-ass Mac-12,
fully loaded, safety off,

and some knives.

Any company?

Yeah, there's
a Mrs. Ocean.

She probably won't
give you any trouble,

but who knows?
Could be a black belt.

She was occupied
at the time.

Nice job, dog.
Let's take him down.

All right.

Danny:
And there was a kid.

Morgan: A kid?
Are you sure?

Yeah. Pretty sure.

Goddamn, dog, you are
one observant tweeker.

Thank you.

Learned from the best.

Fuck.

And, uh, he likes to use
a spear gun, too.

So, do--do be careful.

Well, I'm touched.

Fuck you. I'm worried
about the kid.

Yeah? Well, if you care
about the kid so much,

why didn't you fucking do
something when you were there?

Want me to do
your paperwork, too?

Fucking moron.

You know why you
didn't do anything?

Because you're
a cocksucking,

low-life tweeker,
that's why.

Shithead.

I never noticed
your eyes were Hazel.

Dude will do anything
to touch me, man.

Take him to chippendales
or something.

Oh, my god, Bobby!

Why are you
leaving me?

Don't leave us.

Oh!

You need some help?

To think, I was living next
to miss congeniality

all this time
and didn't even know it.

Hey.

You left some Chinese-
looking shit out here.

Oh. Oh, thank you.

Uhyeah.

Sorry I was rude.

I'm just
new around here.

Yeah. No, it's
a dangerous neighborhood.

Yeah.

I live across the hall.

My name's Danny Parker.

Colette Vaughn.
Thank you

Danny. Okay.

Danny: My name is
Tom Van Allen.

I'm a trumpet player.

My name is Tom Van Allen.

I play the trumpet.

My name is Tom Van Allen.

I'm a trumpet player.

Mmm

that hurts my heart.

What a beautiful
composition.

And the performance?

Tom Van Allen is nothing
short of dazzling

in his interpretation
of miles Davis'

haunting, moody piece.

I thank you.

And he has a really hot ass
with hardly any hair on it.

Again, I thank you.

No, I was talking
about miles.

Hmm.

Don't.

What do you think of
when you play?

I just

think about what life
would be like without you.

Let's spend
the night here.

There are
no motels here.

No, no.

Right here,
on the beach.

Come on.
Let's do it.

Mmm

I got us lost.

We should get going.

Okay, we'll stay.

We'll stay.

Morgan: You gotta
trust the system.

Danny: I'm just saying
that, well, like,

I gave you
this Bobby thing.

I--I've done a lot
of busts for you guys.

Bro, put
your cigarette out.

What?
We're in church, man.

Put your cigarette out.

It's disrespectful.

You're smoking in front
of the virgin Mary.

Whatever.

So, I work hard.

I hate what I do, but i'm
good at it, you know?

I'm industrious.

Yes, you are.

So--so--so, uh,

so, why does garcetti
hate me?

Come on, man.

You can't take
garcetti seriously.

He, uh--
he hates everyone.

He doesn't even
like dolphins.

You know that?

Look, I'm not--
I'm not kidding you.

He does.

Seriously, the man
hates dolphins.

Have you-have you ever
heard of anyone

who doesn't like
a dolphin, hmm?

Garcetti's
a dolphin hater.

Hey, bro.

What's up?

How you doin'?

Garcetti:
You tell him yet?

No, I was
getting to it.

Garcetti: Ahh

what?

You know, Danny,
it really pains me

to have to tell you
this, but, uh,

you remember domingo?

The wetback that you
helped us put away

for trafficking
a few months back?

Yeah.

Well, it turns out
that he's connected

to the mexicali boys.

Now, his homies are
making a lot of noise

about hanging
a Colombian necktie

on the rat.

You know what
that is, right?

They cut a hole
in your throat,

and they pull your
tongue out through--

fuck you, garcetti!

It's interesting,
isn't it, Danny?

You have to take
a hike, disappear,

protect yourself.

You're not gonna
protect me?

No. No. Listen.

I do bust after bust
for you guys

for a solid year.

You're nothing
without me.

Over and over
and over again.

And--and--and you're
just gonna cut me loose?

Your felony
has been dropped

to a misdemeanor.

Your snitch card
is full.

I'm gonna clear it
with the d.A.

And you,
my friend,

you're gonna
get lost

before domingo
finds you.

Now, go.

Get lost.

Mister, I only deal
in high-end weapons,

all guaranteed stolen,

all traceable
only to the original owners.

Glock semi-automatic
9-millimeter--

tenifer matte finish,
polymer grip,

fixed sights,
4 1/2-inch barrel, 22 ounces,

double-action,
and a 10-round magazine.

Mister, I can hook you up
with this gun

for the low price of $350,
well below market value.

Maybe you're lookin'
for somethin'

with a chrome finish.

Somethin' to impress
the ladies.

This right here

is a llama mini-Max
.38 super auto semi-automatic.

Fresh satin chrome,

black rubber grip,
3-dot fixed sights,

3 1/2-inch barrel,
skeletonized handle

with an extended
slide release,

8-capacity magazine
and single action.

Mister, I won't lie to you.
This gun is not the bomb.

It'll do the job,
but it ain't all that.

That's why you could walk
out of here with this gun

for the incredible
low price of $150.

Maybe you're lookin'
for power.

Well, this gun's got
mad power, mad kick,

and mad reputation.
That's right.

It's the Smith
.357 Magnum revolver.

Rubber combat-style grips,
fixed rear,

ramp front sights,
2-inch barrel.

Weighs in at a feather-like
21 ounces.

8-shot capacity
and double action.

Mister, if it's impact
you're looking for,

the Magnum will satisfy
all your needs.

Mister, these are my guns.

All sales are final.
All prices are negotiable.

Fuck.

Where do you find
these people anyway?

The del amo
fashion mall

mostly.

Mostly.

What are you gonna do
tonight?

What am I gonna do?
What are we gonna do?

What do you wanna do?

Why do you need
a gun anyway?

It's a dangerous world.

Man, banging on door:
Yo, yo, yo! Open the door!

Woman: I'm not
fuckin' dressed!

Yo, Mina! Hey!

Woman: Use your
fucking key!

Are you mad-doggin' me,
bitch?

No, I was--i was just
admiring your boots.

Did you purchase them
locally?

Yo, come on! I ain't got
all fuckin' day!

Okay, well,
nice talking to you.

Yeah, fuck you.

Yo, let's go!

Come on!

How many fuckin' times
I gotta knock on this door?!

You go through my shit?!

Woman: I didn't.

Then how did you know
it was there?

Fuckin' bitch!
What were you doing, huh?

What the fuck
were you doing?

Where's my shit, huh?

I put it there?
What the fuck you doing?

Get off me!

Come here!

Get the fuck
outta here!

Bubba.

Ride 'em, cowboy.

It's a classy truck.

You like that?

You consider
my proposition?

Get in, hoss.

We'll talk it over.

Jimmy, listen to me.

I am in dire need
of some cash.

Heh heh.

You see that?

That is what
I am talking about.

What?

You're smooth.

You use words
like dire, and shit.

It's, like, you got
language skills, son.

Jimmy.

I'm in dire need
of some cash.

Heh heh.

Listen

I want to do a big score
with pooh-bear,

and you know
one of his dealers.

That guy you were
talking to, right?

Big bill.

Yeah.

You can get
a hold of him.

Yeah.

I want you to hook me up
with him.

Tell him I want to make
a deal with pooh-bear.

Okay. Listen to me.

Really listen to me,
your friend.

This guy is--okay.

You are a circle
of something

that is totally pure
and full of light

and that is totally
smooth

and is totally
wonderful, you know?

And he is something
that is--

he can't even understand
himself.

No one
can understand it.

It's just something
that has overtaken him,

and it's not even him.

It's something
that is on him.

There's no him in there,

and he has this whole thing
with his nose, or whatever.

But he's got the gak.

Yeah.

So, are you in?

Hell, yeah.

Finn's in.

What's the plan?

I got a connection

who wants to buy
a quarter's worth.

No, okay?

A quarter is not even
anything he's in.

That's nothing.

A quarter of a million,
Finn.

Fuck!

Fuck!

What's in it for us?

A 10% finder's fee.

Oh, god. Okay.
What is that?

That's, like

25 grand.

Ho!

You get 5
just for the ride.

Come on, man! You're
rollin' with the cougar!

Cougar!

Finn, you might
as well just get a sign

and put it on the back
of the car,

beggin' the cops
to pull you over.

What do you mean, like,
throw 'em off?

Yeah,
that's what I mean.

Where the hell does
this guy live anyway?

Palmdale.

And, uh, why do they
call him pooh-bear?

Did you tell me that?

It's on account
of his nose.

You're gonna have
to explain that one.

He doesn't have one.

I'm sure it's me.

I'm not making
the connection.

You know the winnie the pooh
character,

the way he always got his nose
caught in the honey jar?

Well, pooh-bear
did so much gak,

they had
to cut his nose off.

Now he just has
a plastic one.

They say he hasn't slept
in, like, over a year.

Bullshit.

No, it's true.
I've never seen him sleep.

Seriously.

Have you ever seen
queen Elizabeth sleep?

No.

Why, is she a tweeker?

Ha ha!

Yes, that's my point.

Get ready, gentlemen!

Zapruder!

Ready

and

rolling.

Oswald!

Ready!

Grassy knoll?

Ready.

And the undeniable
third shooter?

Third shooter:
It's a go.

Okay, gentlemen.
Here we go.

Oh! Oh, Jesus, look here.

Here comes
the president now.

Pooh-bear: Look,
that's the president

of the United States,
ladies and gentlemen.

Here he comes,

wavin' to the crowd.

Look at--

look at
the first lady.

Look at her.

She's looking
radiant as ever.

Lovely.

As they turn the corner

into dealey Plaza.

Here we go, gentlemen.

Get ready.

Get ready!

Steady!

Steady!

Fire! Fire!

Goddamn!
Ha ha ha ha ha!

That's shootin'.

Yeah.

Got a feelin'
there's a proposition

loomin' here,
Danny boy.

I got a guy, reliable,

wants to buy
a quarter's worth.

Crank, huh?

Uh, no. Glass.
The good stuff.

Glass.

Can you handle that?

Mm-hmm.

Can we talk price?

Make me an offer.

Hey, have some of this.
Have a taste of this.

Oh, no, I'm good.

Come on, have a taste.
It's delicious.

Danny boy,
have a taste.

I'm tellin' you,
it's good.

Have a taste.
Come on.

There you go.

Fantastic.

Secret recipe.

How about, uh,
14,000 a kilo?

I only deal in U.S. pounds.

None of that
faggot metric crap.

That's about--

around 40 pounds
for, uh

6,000 a pound.

Okay.

So, we got a deal.

Anything for a dear friend.

40 pounds

at 6,000 a pound.

If you say so.

Listen,
I don't mean to be rude,

but I just don't think
you're taking me seriously.

I think it's you who's
not taking me serious.

I'm just here
to do a deal.

Yeah, I welcomed you here
with open arms.

I did.

You're sittin' here

like some slick
used car salesman,

tryin' to lowball me.

I'm not trying
to lowball you.

Oh, now. I'll tell you
somethin' about the last guy

that tried to jam me up.

Look, I'm not tryin'
to jam you up--

I love this goddamn story.
This dude,

he shorted me $11,
thought I wouldn't count it

before I went home.
He was wrong.

Know what I did?

I put his head in a vise.

He's screamin'
and hollerin'.

You should've heard it.

I cut this guy's skull open
with a hacksaw.

I was starin'
at this boy's brain.

I was thinkin',
he doesn't need this thing.

Anyone stupid enough
to try to jam me up

must not have much use
for his brain.

So, I took it.

I did. I keep it
in the freezer.

Every once in a while,
I cut off a slice

and I mix it up
with my--

my dinner

or my breakfast.

10,000 a pound.

Thanks for
your hospitality.

Hey, hang on. 9,000.
Take it or leave it.

I'll leave it.

Uh, 8's as high as I go.

All right. Okay, 8's good.

8 sounds good there,
Danny boy.

8's where I was going.
8's my lucky number.

Looks like we got a deal.

Ha ha ha. You know,
you got a lot of nerve.

You got a lot of nerve.

Pooh-bear likes that
in a young man.

Hey, hang on a second!

Want to stay for lunch?

Ha ha ha!

I got your ass!
I'm a dog!

Ha ha! Look at this!

Arf! Arf! Arf!
I'm a fuckin' dog!

Ha ha ha ha ha!

Shit!

Danny, can I ask you
a question?

Sure.

Um, what does jfk
stand for?

John Fitzgerald Kennedy.

And he was the president
of the United States?

Yeah.

And he was killed?

They assassinated him.

Hey, Danny.

Thanks for
not laughing at me.

Holly came from Miami,
f-l-a

hitchhiked her way across
the u.S.A

all right, here's the deal.
My wife's pimp knows a guy

who works at cedars-sinai
medical lab,

and he's gonna be making
a very special delivery

a week from this Friday.

Jimmy: Is it drugs?

Better than drugs.

It's Bob hope's
stool specimen.

We're gonna boost it.

Yeah. Mm-hmm.

Now, why in the world
would you want to do that?

So we can sell it.

To who?
Nancy: eBay.

I don't know. A collector.
Fuckin'-a, it's Bob hope.

He's a fuckin'
national treasure.

Kujo: Right.
I mean, exactly.

Okay, so here's the deal.

This here's the lab, okay?

What is that?

Okay, this here's the lab.

I mean, what kind of
fuckin' drink is that?

It's a Cuba libre.

What is that?
It's like rum and coke?

Kujo: Don't worry about it.
It's kind of irrelevant.

Jimmy: I gotta be clear
on the details.

Can I taste this?

No, you can't!
Put the fuckin' lab down

and shut up.
Goddamn it, focus.

And, Danny, you might want to
get your dick out of your hand,

'cause if I'm gonna let you
in on this opportunity,

the least you can do is pay
atten--it gets frustrating.

All right, all right.
Let's focus. Here we go.

All right now, this here,
this here's the courier.

All right now, this dude
makes the deliveries

on the nose
every Friday at 4 P.M.

The Alpha team
is gonna be situated

in the elevator, right?
That's Danny and creeper.

Now, every one of us
is gonna be equipped

with night-vision goggles,

police scanner,
and 2-way radios.

Man, it's gonna be badass.
Number 2 team is gonna be

situated over here
by the stairwell.

That's me and that's Jimmy.
That's you.

Nancy: Wait a second.
What about me?

No chicks.
What?

No chicks.
No chicks?

Kujo: Actually, do you have
a driver's license?

Nancy: Yeah.

Anybody else here have
a driver's license?

Teresa: No.

So you can be
the getaway chick,

or you could be my,
you know, fluffer.

All right. The Alpha team
is gonna follow the courier

out from the elevator, okay?

Kujo moving.

Number 2 team is gonna
cut the courier off

by the stairwell, all right?
Before he gets to the lab.

Hyah!

Facing superior numbers

and an array
of high-tech weapons,

the courier's gonna have
no choice but to comply

with our demands.

Get off it, fucker!

Let go of the sample!
Let go!

You outbreak-looking
motherfucker! Come on!

Drop it, fucker!

Man: But she never
lost her head

even when
she was giving head

kujo: Here's the beautiful part.
The getaway.

Both teams are gonna repel

right down the center
of the staircase,

change clothes, walk right
out the front door

like nothin'
fuckin' happened.

Oof!

Aah!

Ooh! Aah! I'm okay!
I'm okay!

Uhh!

Huh?

Ohh!

Danny, you in, buddy?

I'm gonna have to pass
on this one.

You're what?

He's gonna pass.

Jimmy, you in?

Jimmy: Nah,

I'm good.

Kujo: What are you--
are you in or are you out?

What are you doin'
out here?

Um, Quincy.

Fuck.

My, uh, boyfriend kicked--

kicked me out. Whatever.

You okay?

Yeah, thank you.

'Night.

Okay, good night.

I'd, uh, invite you in,
you know.

No, i--

So why don't you leave
this guy?

Not that easy.

Yes, it is.

What's this?

Hmm.

You were married, huh?

Was she everything to you?

Yeah.

That's nice.

You have anyone
like that?

Yeah, I've got a kid.

She's staying
with my grandma right now

while I, you know,
get another job.

Well,
look for another job.

So, where's Quincy
fit in?

I had a few medical bills.

You'll have a lot more

unless you get rid
of this guy.

Yeah, well, I will.

One way or another,
I will.

Danny: Okay, bubba,
we're good.

Pooh-bear's in, and you
got the 250,000, right?

So, uh, let's do it.

Nope.

What nope?

I want to do
a small buy first.

10,000.

Cash on the barrel head.

We'll see how it goes.

No. What the fuck you
talkin' about, 10,000?

You said
the whole whack now.

I mean, this guy's ready.
I told him you were ready.

He's gonna think I'm a liar.
No, it's gotta be now.

I mean, what difference
does it make?

'Cause I don't know him,
and I don't really know you

partner.

Well, that's
downright insulting.

Well, you'll have
to live with that.

My money, my risk,
my rules.

You're in a very
tenuous position

on the food chain

hoss.

He's not gonna like this.
I'll take it to him, but

can you believe this
weasel-faced prick,

tryin' to pull this off
without us?

Motherfucker.

Heh.

Fuck.

Hey, dog. What the fuck
are you doing here?

Jesus.

Fuckin' scared me.

Scared the shit
outta me.

I thought I was
in trouble for a second.

Aah! Uhh!

Quit lyin'
to me, dog.

Morgan: Dog, dog, dog,

did you really think
you were slick enough

to pull this off
by yourself, huh?

I don't know.
Did you?

I didn't want to do
anything without--

you guys told me
to get lost, right?

I was just trying
to do a good score

so I could get lost.

I'm supposed
to sit around

till domingo kills me?
I mean, come on. Really.

Parker, who's
on the other end of this?

Pooh-bear is his name.
It's a nickname.

I don't know his name.

He's a cook and a dealer
in palmdale.

I'll just

do whatever you want.
I'll call the dude,

I'll tell him it's over,
and that's it.

Wrong, pal. You're gonna
roll over on these guys.

What are you
talkin' about?

You don't have a choice.

We can go fed
on your ass right now.

Ongoing criminal
conspiracy,

intent to buy
and distribute

250 gs worth of crank.

What's the mandatory
on that, al?

10 years, minimum.

Yeah,

and believe me,

word will go out

that you rolled over
and snitched.

Garcetti: And that's
not good in prison, dog.

That's not good at all.

Garcetti:
Holland Dale monty,

a.k.a. Pooh-bear.

He served 5 years
manslaughter

for beating a pimp to death
with an electric wheelchair.

That sounds right.
Well, here's the scoop.

Looks like your
good ol' boy pooh-bear

scores dope and chips

off of rippin' off
other slingers.

So you can see
how lucky you are.

Okay, so what's to stop him
from just doin' me

as soon as I get
in the room with the dough?

Because we're
coordinating it

with
the palmdale p.D.

Well, that makes me feel
real good.

Shut up. You don't need to
worry about anything.

Just do
what we tell you.

Listen, you do what
you're supposed to,

do it by the book,
pooh-bear goes down,

nobody gets hurt.

So what about
the other thing?

Oh, yeah,
the menacing silver car.

The license plate. Did you
check that? What about it?

Brace yourself.

Don't fuck with me.
The domingo boys, right?

Much worse
than that.

Come on, don't fuck with me.
What is it?

It's a teacher.

Morgan: The car
is registered

to a Mrs. Nancy plummer.

She's 57 years old!

She's been a third grade
schoolteacher

for the last 33 years.

Uhh!

Morgan: Dog, have
you been tweekin'

with the higher
education?

Garcetti: Man,
you're gettin' paranoid.

You better lay off the gak.

Uhh.

Billy said cliff said
he saw you downtown

a few weeks ago.

That's how
we tracked you down.

He said you looked so bad
he barely recognized you.

Billy is a narcotics
officer now, you know.

We want to help you.

Look, I know that everybody
deals with grief

in their own way.

I know how hard it is
to find closure.

I--

for myself,

I feel I have finally
found it in my heart

to forgive those people
that killed my daughter.

I gave my grief
to Jesus Christ,

and it--it helps.

I'm really happy

that you found
some peace.

That's--that's good.

I want you
to leave me alone.

Do you understand?

Listen,

Nancy has been
coming downtown.

I've seen her 3 times,
and it's very dangerous.

Just make her stay away, okay?

Turn around.

Listen, my guy
changed the deal.

I want to talk
to pooh-bear.

Big bill:
I'll tell him for you.

Danny: He changed--
that's his.

Don't say
a fuckin' word.

Hey, pooh-bear,
what's up?

He's blue.

Yeah, we're
coming down

from a 10-day
ride, man.

Pooh-bear:
Pull your pants down.

Pull your motherfucking
pants down!

What the fuck
you talking about?

Little bill.

Put your fuckin'
hands up.

Put your fuckin'
hands up, come on.

I told you he's a good-
looking young man.

Oh, shit.

You know,

sometimes a man

will do

almost anything

Toto get
what he wants.

I've done
some things.

Introduce him
to captain steubing.

Danny: Hey, now, listen.

Hey.

If we don't have a deal,
fine, I'll just go.

W-W-What do you
want me to say? I--

captain steubing here,
he ain't eaten

for over a week. I mean,
that and the rabies

don't make
for a happy badger.

Now, he thinks

that you might work
for the police.

What? That's crazy.
I don't work for--

don't address me.
I'm not the one

making
the accusations.

Address
captain steubing.

Go ahead.

Look, this--just--

captain,
this is crazy.

I don't--i don't
know what you heard,

who you heard it
from, but, uh,

but i--I'm not a cop.

I don't know if you've
checked me out.

I don't think
he believes you.

I got--i got--

big bill: Drop your
package in the cage.

There's an idea.

Maybe put your pee-pee
in the hole there.

I'm not gonna
do that. Listen--

let me
get this out.

Listen--
come on.

Come on, boy.

Danny: Ow!

Come on, boy.
Goddamn it!

Come on, boy.

Now you better
start talking

because he's
coming for you!

All right, all right,
all right, okay,

okay, okay, okay.

If you're gonna
say something,

you gotta say it now!
You gotta speak!

Jesus, Jesus!

Okay, hey, hey, hey!

It's little bill,
little bill.

He was talking shit
about you when I came in.

He was saying
you lost your edge,

that he's cutting
you out.

That's why you guys
have had trouble lately.

I saw him. He--he took
the money I brought you.

$10,000. He was talking
about how you'd lost it.

Pooh-bear lost it.
It's in his pocket.

He's carrying it.

Hey, shut the fuck up.
He's lying.

Why would I lie?
He's got your money.

People say
a lot of things

when they're
sporting badger food

for a pecker.

Right.

But then again people
do a lot of things

when they're around
a lot of money.

It ain't a bad idea
to check it out.

Hey, now, come on,
pooh. Hey, pooh,

what kind of shit
is this, man?

How are we gonna know
if we don't check?

Pooh, this is
bullshit, man.

What the fuck
is this, homes?

Little bill?

Hey, it's not
what you think.

It's not what
you think, pooh.

Tell him, man.
It's not

What the fuck
was that?

I mean,
what was that?

I don't know
if you heard,

but this was supposed to
be a test, right?

10 grand--
10,000 worth of good glass,

and then--
and then 250,000.

Little bill:
God, get him off me!

You got to
take it easy.

Can I have
a glass of water?

I'll get you
some water.

Little bill: Oh, god!
Pooh, please! Aah!

Oh, god! Aah!

Dear mother of god!
Bill! Bill, please!

Here you are.

Thank you.

That shit
wasn't right.

Can you shut him up
over there, please?!

Shut up!

I got
my sample here.

I sense a little
apprehension.

No, no, I just, uh--

you're making me
nervous.

You're not gonna
back out

on this thing

are you? Please
don't do that.

That would
sincerely hurt

my feelings.

Collette: Danny?

Danny,
are you here?

Oh, Jesus.

If I could just

stand here
for a moment,

I'll be fine.

Sure, sure, yeah.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Oh!

Wow, look at us.
What a pair, huh?

Can I try that
again?

No, I can't.

Ohh, shit.

You should go.

What's going on?

There's someone else.

Yes.

It's okay, you know.

Oh, but I still owe you
for a cup of coffee.

You know, whenever--

no, wait.

Don't go.

I want to talk.

I'm tired of lying.

Bo: Now, what you
want to do

is you want to go
back the way you came.

You make a left
at the bottom,

and it'll take you
right back to the highway.

Danny: That's it?

Do you mind if I use
your bathroom

before we hit the road?

Oh, yeah, sure.
You just, uh,

go past the TV,
turn right at the chair,

and it'll be the first
door on your left.

Do you mind?

Just make it fast.

Man: Let's go.

I could've done
something.

They would've
killed you, too.

I could've fought.

I could've died.

I'm dying now.

You're not dying.
You're right here.

Listen.

I want to do
something good.

I want to help you
with Quincy.

You can't help me
with Quincy.

Yes, there's
something I can do.

Come on.

Here, take this.

I can't take that.

No, it's not
what you think.

Look, this is
my pager number.

You take this bag
and hide it

somewhere you know
he can't find it.

When you know he's gonna
be there for a while,

page me, and then
leave the apartment.

Why?

I'm gonna have some
guys come over.

They're gonna
take care of him.

You won't see him
anymore.

I don't want
to do this.

It's okay.
These guys are cops.

I work with them.

Look, I messed up
everything.

You can fix this.

Do it
for your daughter.

Quincy: Yo, man,
I ain't got nothing!

Get these cuffs
off me, man!

You haven't even
read me my rights!

You fuckin' deaf?
I'm fuckin' talkin' to you!

Danny: Bubba.

Bubba: Yes?

You get the money?

Yep.

Okay. Just make sure
you come alone

'cause pooh-bear
doesn't like surprises.

I ain't an idiot,
asshole.

See you tonight.

Morgan: Oh, a man
of few words.

Garcetti: What's up?
You nervous?

With you two clowns
watching my back?

Remember, make sure
you hit the floor

when we come in, okay?
Could get ugly in there.

Yeah, we don't to accidentally
shoot you or anything.

How'd it go?

You tell me.

You ready to go
meet the team?

Well, get in, hoss.

All right, for those of you
who don't know,

this is Tom Van Allen,

aka Danny Parker.

Around a year ago,

Mr. Van Allen's wife
was murdered

in a meth lab out near
the salton sea.

No one was ever apprehended
for the crime.

Local authorities have
always assumed

that it was a standard
home intrusion

perpetrated
by rival drug dealers.

That is until Tom here
took it upon himself

to conduct a one-man
undercover operation,

at great risk to his own
personal safety.

He's a civilian?

Yeah, he's a civilian.

How the hell did you
pull this off?

Bookman: You said
you saw one of

the perpetrators cross
in front of you?

No, I was in
the bathroom. They--

what? In the house?
What about the house?

In the house.

Did you, uh

see hair color?

They had masks on.
I didn't see.

Well, forensics found
this red hair

on your wife's body.

Danny: That's how
it started.

We had stopped for gas
at the salton sea.

I had seen a man
with red hair.

It was the ring
that drew my attention.

I knew the ring.

What is it?

Nothing, I

why didn't you
tell him?

I wanted to
find him myself.

I wanted to kill him.

So what about
the ring?

Danny:
It was a college ring--

central valley,

where my father
once taught music.

I tracked him to the L.A.
sheriff's department.

I would've killed him
right there,

but I had to be positive.

And even if Morgan
was involved,

I had to be sure
about garcetti,

so I became
Danny Parker.

Garcetti:
Son of a bitch!

Son of a bitch!

What the fuck?

I dropped myself
right in their laps.

Morgan.

Well, well.

I was a perfect rat.

I did whatever
they wanted.

I gave up
whoever they asked for,

but I knew I had to
go further.

I had to get closer.

I needed a big buyer.

It would be
a perfect set up,

one that I knew
they would hit

even if they didn't
include me.

But it never happened.

That's when
he called me.

We had one of our c.I.S
call Morgan and garcetti

with and anonymous tip
about the deal.

Garcetti: Can you believe
this weasel-faced prick

trying to pull this
off without us?

Motherfucker.

I dumped a dummy file
into the system.

Morgan: We got the 411
on your good old boy.

Appears to be a major
trafficker in Texas,

and he jumped bail on
a murder charge last April.

Murder, beautiful.

Pumped 57 slugs
into a police informant.

Bubba: They took the bait,
and we were off to the races.

Agent:
This is bullshit.

This guy's
a fucking rat.

How do you know
you're not just

jamming it
up the trail

of 2 perfectly
good cops?

All you really have
is one red hair.

It's still
your only evidence.

Not anymore.

We tapped these guys'
phones and computers

at the L.A. sheriff's
department.

Morgan and garcetti
have not filed

one report
on this deal.

They have not coordinated
with the palmdale p.D.

They are keepin' it
off the books.

Now, it looks like we got
the right guys.

We'll find out
for sure tonight.

Bubba, Jesus, they
called me a fuckin' rat.

They don't believe me

all you gotta do
is get pooh-bear

to meet
at the tropic motel.

Everything's gonna
work out fine, hoss.

Look, um

aw, come on, now.

You're doing
the right thing here.

I don't see
you have any choice.

You wouldn't have stood
a chance with those boys.

I need you
to do your part,

and I give you my word
that I'll do mine.

I'm countin' on you.

Catch.

Ohh.

It's $10,000.

Ooh!

What I want you to do
is worth more,

but it's all i--
all I could get.

No, you only owe me 5.
That's not till after

we close
the deal tonight.

I don't want you
to come with me.

I want you to do me
a solid instead.

Okay.

Let me tell you
what it is first.

No, it doesn't matter.
I'll do it,

and you sure as hell
don't have to pay me.

Why?

Like, you're
my best friend.

I'd do anything
for you.

Jimmy--
wait.

Listen, listen--

you ready?
No, listen--

you ready?
Come on, be ready.

Listen--
check that out.

What is that?

It's you. See?

Check it out.

I, like--i didn't have
a picture or nothin',

so I described you
to the guy,

but he did a pretty
good job, right?

You like it?

It rocks, man.

Yeah, seriously?

I know it's
a little weird.

No.
It's all right?

You're insane.
Oh, my god,

it'll be so fuckin'
a-plus after tonight.

Seriously.

We're gonna lay out
like a mile of crank,

and you start
at this end,

and I'll start
at this end.

Jimmy, Jimmy, Jimmy,

quit that shit.

What?

I quit, Jimmy.
I just--

I came over here
to tell you

I'm going straight
and to say good-bye.

What?

Will you sit down?

Look, I'm not
a dealer, okay?

Hey, hey, hey,
just chill.

Seriously, it's okay.
It's okay, Danny.

I'm not Danny!

I'm sorry.
I'm not Danny, okay?

Are you listening?

I'm not Danny Parker.

I became Danny Parker.
He's a rat.

He--i--i--
I'm not a deal.

Everything I've ever
said to you is a lie.

I'm a rat. A--a--

I became a rat
for a good reason.

What's the reason?

I can't tell you.

Why not?

Why not?

Because you don't
trust me.

No, Jimmy, no--

no, you don't
trust me.

Everything
everything

that you said
is a lie.

Okay, right?

Yeah? And you're not
who you say you are.

No.

And you're fucking like--
what the fuck is that?

I mean, you don't like me.

No, that's not it.

No, you don't like me.
That's not it.

That's not what
I'm saying at all.

You're my friend.
Okay?

You're
my only friend.

I wasn't lying
about that,

but all
of what I've done

is for this plan,
okay?

It didn't work.

I'm just trying to
make it right.

I

really need
your help,

but i--i understand.

What do you
want me to do?

Danny on radio:
Hey, I'm on my last smoke.

I gotta pull over
and get some more.

Danny on radio:
A pack of g.C.P.S.

Cashier: $2.75.

Agent on radio:
This is the red team.

We're in position.

First agent: All right,
people, heads up.

First agent: How you
doing, Joe?

Copy.
I have a visual.

First agent: Okay,
it's all yours.

Keep it safe,
please.

It's about a half-hour
till kickoff.

Morgan: Pooh-bear needs
a little landscaping.

Hey.

Any word
from pooh-bear?

You okay, hoss?

What in the hell?

Um

Danny told me to tell you
that he was sorry,

and that he's was gonna

take care
of things himself.

Damn.

Our boy's a 97.

Where is bubba?

Maybe he's not comin'.

Shit.

Danny, what the fuck
are you doin'?

Where's the money?

Tell me he's got
the money.

Yeah, our friendly
is definitely

handling the cash.

Garcetti: Ready?

Let's do it.

Pooh-bear: I can't
get little piglets

out of my mind.

Good time
little piglets.

I think of one
in particular

with cut-out
crotch panties.

What's happening?

He's clean, man.

It's high card, boy.

We gonna do a deal?

High card wins,
gentlemen.

On 3, boys.

Big bill: Is this
me right here?

3.

I got a queen
of diamonds.

Shit.

Big bill:
Suicide king of hearts.

Skipper:
You're the man.

Big bill: Yes, I am.

I take a piss.

All right.

What are you guys playin'?

Pooh-bear:
Hole in the head.

Pooh bear: Yep.

Don't you want to play
for real money?

I'm sorry.

Hey, you fuckin' asshole!
Skipper, goddamn it!

Calm down! Get
yourself a beer.

Get yourself
a beer, boy!

You stupid
motherfucker.

He's a little
upset there.

Aw, now here we go.
Look at this.

Look at this here.
Good job, Danny.

That's a lot
of money there.

Oh, Jesus.

It's enough
to make you weep.

Bill.

Bill, you ought to come
in here and see this!

Bill!

It's a hell
of a lot of money!

Bill!

This is
really beautiful.

Aah!

Oh!

Oh! Hot damn!

Aah! Aah!

Damn it! Shit!

Hell.

When are you
gonna go away?!

Get!

Uhh!

Ow!

Uhh! That's okay.

You don't want
to do that.

That's how
it's gonna be.

That's how.
I'm goin'.

I'm goin'.
I could be.

I could be a cowboy

if only I had
half a chance!

Shit!

I'm just--

I'm just a little boy
on a goddamn rocking horse,

that's all!

Shit! Goddamn!

That's all right,
that's all right.

That's okay.

I know, I'm just
a little boy.

That's all.

That's okay.

It's hot,
and I'm fine.

Instructor on stereo:
Sound better? I hope so.

Why don't you try that one
again by yourselves? Ready?

Let's try the whole thing.

Just a little boy
on a rockin' horse!

Yeah.
Ain't no big thing.

No big thing at all.

Pooh-bear:
Oh, I'll be all right.

Jesus.

Pooh-bear:
That's all.

Instructor on stereo:
Get ready, your turn now.

Pooh-bear: Goddamn.

All clear!

Instructor on stereo:
Did we all end

at the same time?

It's okay.

It's okay.

Garcetti: Fuck.

Uhh!

Danny.

Aah! Oh!

Aah!

My name is Tom.

Tom Van Allen.

Jesus! Jesus!

Okay, okay.

Whatever you say.
Whatever you say.

What are you doin'?

Come on, dog. Look--look
at me and talk to me.

You're lost.

The salton sea.

You're
in a bathroom.

You're shot
in the shoulder.

Your wife's about
to be murdered

in the other room
by 2 thieves

with ski masks on.

Oh, Jesus.

Do you crawl out
and die with her?

Do you stay?

What do you do?

I don't know.

Aah! Aah! Uhh!

Answer the question.

Uhh! Oh, god!

Aah! Aah!

Answer the question.

I don't know! Um--

what do you do?

Oh, Jesus.
Uhum--

do you die?

I--

or do you fight?

Uhh! I couldn't--

I couldn't have known.
I couldn't have known.

I--god, I don't know
what you want me to say.

I just couldn't

have known.

Tell me.

All right.

I--i would--

um--

please, don't do this.

I'm sorry.

Danny: She was
so precious.

You shouldn't
have killed her.

I'm sorry.

You shouldn't
have done that.

I didn't know!

You shouldn't
have done that.

You shouldn't
have done that.

What--
what do you do?

Why did you--

uhh!

Does that answer
your question? Huh?

I fight.

I fight,
and I die like a man.

You

you've lived your life
like a punk.

You're a coward.

And now you're gonna
die like one.

Huh?

Smith 357.

Kid's voice: Rubber
combat-style grips.

Fixed rear,
ramp front sights,

2 inch barrel,

weighs in at
a feather-like 21 ounces

and an 8-round capacity.

Or did I say 9?

Which one
is it, mister?

8 or 9?

It's a pretty big fuckin'
difference if you ask me.

It doesn't matter.

What?

It doesn't matter.

Morgan:
It doesn't matter.

It's too late.

8.

Uhh!

My name is
Tom Van Allen.

I'm a trumpet player.

Nah.

Your name's
Danny Parker.

You're
a motherfucking rat.

Colette: No!

What's happening?

What?
What's happening?

I'll tell you
what's happening.

The fuckin' cops came,
they didn't find shit.

Seems like
their fuckin' rat

gave them
the wrong information.

Fuck with
the mexicali boys,

that's what
you get, homes.

Domingo figured
you were the one

that fuckin' ratted on him.
Guess what?

I brought a fuckin'
rat of my own.

Oh!

Colette
you set me up?

Quincy: Man, that fuckin'
bitch played you

like a squeeze box, Romeo.

They've got
my daughter.

Quincy: Man,
you know what?

She had no fuckin'
choice, man.

She took a good fuckin'
beating for you, ese.

I've seen
fuckin' men crack

after half of that shit.

I'm so sorry.

Quincy: One tough bitch
you got there, huh?

It's okay.

I'm so sorry.

It's okay.
It's okay.

Quincy: Let's go.

Quincy: Let's go!

Colette: I'm sorry.

Quincy:
Let him burn, bitch.

Aah!

Uhh!

Danny:
So who am I?

Who am I after all
is said and done?

Tom Van Allen
or Danny Parker?

Avenging angel
or plain old Judas?

I don't know.

You decide.

I'm too tired.

You decide.

Oh, shit,
what is this?

Am I dead?

Linoleum?

This must be hell.

Oh, no,
what a cliche.

Well, I've had some time
to think about it,

and it's pretty simple,
after all.

I think it's like
the man said,

man is the measure
of all things.

I should know.
I ran the gamut.

Tom Van Allen got
his revenge.

Good for Tom.

And Danny Parker?

He got gut-shot
for being a low-life rat.

That sucks for him.

But as far as I'm concerned,
they're both dead.

So who's this guy?

To tell you the truth,
I still don't know.

But I like his chances.

I really like his chances.

Is there something
that you're trying to say

don't hold back now

it's been a long time
since I felt this way

so don't hold back now

I purposely forgot about

loving anyone

'cause i'm
the only one who has

who has been
stepped upon

is there something
that you're trying to say

'cause I can take it

'cause I grew up
a man this way

and if I'm hurt,
I'll shake it

I'll crawl back
into my cave

that's how I'll make it

'cause out of all
this hurt we have

beauty thus become

beauty thus become

in the mourning,
I can see the sights

no wonder I could
never keep you satisfied

in the mourning,
I can see inside

myself and all the things
that you were trying to hide

in the mourning,
I can see the sights

no wonder I could
never keep you satisfied

in the mourning,
I can see inside

myself and all the things
that you were trying to hide

Wishing all
the best for you

and now
I'll say good-bye

'cause all the shit
that we've been through

put wisdom in my eyes

so walk away,
don't turn around

'cause I won't be
standing here

'cause all the lies
I've been living through

are becoming very clear

and beauty thus become

oh, yeah

in the mourning,
I can see the sights

no wonder I could
never keep you satisfied

in the mourning,
I can see inside

myself and all the things
that you were trying to hide

in the mourning,
I can see the sights

no wonder I could
never keep you satisfied

in the mourning,
I can see inside

myself and all the things
that you were trying to hide

Then you conned me
into thinking

that all I had was you

the small insinuations

were cutting me through,
were cutting me through

and now I stand
alone here

stronger than before

and I'll never go back,
never go back

never go

oh, no

in the mourning,
I can see the sights

no wonder I could
never keep you satisfied

in the mourning,
I can see inside

myself and all the things
that you were trying to hide

in the mourning,
I can see the sights

no wonder I could
never keep you satisfied

in the mourning,
I can see inside

myself and all the things
that you were trying to hide

in the mourning,
I can see the sights

no wonder I could
never keep you satisfied

in the mourning,
I can see inside

myself and all the things
that you were trying to hide