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Now... Goddamn it, man.

Just listen to this plan.

I got my eye on a little something.

I'm reading about in these brochures.

It's down in that southeast desert corner

of the state.

Probably get about,

10 inches of rainfall a year.

That comes in the form of snow in the winter.

See, that's why nobody wants it.

The aridity.

So...

Ahh...you know what that means for US?

That means we can steal it.

It's just sitting there

waiting for US to grab it. So...

I figure...

We can go in, like...

On a ranch together.

You know, run it communal style...

You know?

It would be great, wouldn't it?

This could make our fortunes for US.

Oh, man. Ha ha!

This could be solid gold.

Ha ha!

You ever hear of that, uh...

Oh, you know,

there are drawbacks to this, I suppose, but...

My plan is to make...

To make, uh...

Virtues out of them.

Did you ever hear of that, uh...

Awahee... Owahee river

up there in Oregon?

Awahee? Something like that.

Anyway, up along the south fork,

they sell the land.

It's dirt-cheap.

They even got an Indian reservation nearby

a fort McIntosh.

No, it's mcin

mcdermitt.

Indians. Ha ha! We could, like...

A couple of groovy-looking broads

to go up there.

Get...

Oh, two or three to a man...

At least...

And kind of...

You know, Indian it out.

All right!

Look how easy that thing sails over that wall, huh?

Ha ha ha!

Negative thinking.

Cut that out.

I told you

to those who can...

Change adversity into fortune.

You haven't done so bad

listening to your old man so far, have you?

No.

Assistant to the chief tier-tender

is better than working your ass off

for 35 cents a day like these fools.

Yeah, I guess.

You just got to keep thinking positively all the t--

wait a minute.

Listen, squeeze, I want you to cop a nickel bag of boy

and a cap of crank on credit

and see if you can find a fit.

I don't want to start chipping.

I'm not starting a habit I can't feed.

Did I say anything about youusing anything?

No.

Well, what?

I had this 15-bag-a-day habit before I came in here--

just...cop it, man.

God, I love it here in this joint.

You know that, squeeze?

I just fucking love it.

There's no place like it in the whole damn world.

There's nothing you can't do in here

if you got the balls.

It's as simple as that.

You just believe in yourself.

Follow your star.

It leads you right to opportunity,

and here it has again.

Goddamn.

What's happening?

It's nothing. It's goddamn lemonade.

I'd have to shoot six bags of that shit

just to even get straight.

Yeah. Old bullet.

Huh?

Bullet. He's the connection.

He never did deal good smack.

He never held anything that would take an eight

in his whole fucking life.

Here's what we're going to do.

Tomorrow, you'll take a walk down in the yard

and find old bullet

and tell him his old buddy wasco wants to see him.

Will he come? Uh...

Ha ha! Yeah, he'll come.

And you know what, squeeze?

I think the whole scam--

the whole grand design--

is going to work just like a charm,

and you might even turn out to be my main man.

What do you think about that?

Uh, well...

Uh...

I, uh, yeah.

Oh, yeah?

Goddamn! You smell bad, man.

Uh...

Let me run this down to you,

bullet, old baby.

Number one, you're a junkie,

which means you can't maintain

the kind of objectivity

that's necessary in an operation like this.

Number two,

you don't have my connections.

Frankly, see, your action's weak,

small-time, small profit,

nickel, dime bag operation at best.

Your supply is erratic.

Your goods are inferior.

You're dealing nothing but trash.

Hey, wait a minute!

Shut up and listen.

Now, you see,

I can offer this market dynamite smack--

I mean the best money can buy.

It's so good you can get off

just snorting it.

Save everybody the trouble

of carrying a fit around with them.

They could just chip like that

till they get out.

And I got a guaranteed supply daily

coming in six days a week--

any kind of thrill, any quality,

any kind of quantity that any customer

can desire.

I can sell by the cap, bag,

bindle, bundle, half-load,

nickel, dime, quarter, tray bag,

the piece or the pill.

You just call it, and I've got it.

I've got ludes, crank, bombitas, coke, bam,

black beauties, cartwheels,

yellow jackets, reds, long Greens,

rainbows, beans,

and stp and pcp and dmt and LSD

and psilocybin and mescaline and thc,

amphetamine, meth, biphetamine, phenobarbital,

benzedrine, dexedrine, librium,

miltown, dilaudid, morphine,

seconal, demerol, goof balls,

truck drivers,

yellow stripes, tuinal, desoxyn,

carbon tetrachloride, strychnine, arsenic, anything.

I deal anything except marijuana and hashish

because I can't stand the smell of that shit.

For the ultimate thrill of your lifetime,

I'll personally drill a hole in your head.

You can see the light of the lord.

I can even offer dollies, man.

I got the best dolophine money can buy

for anybody who wants to kick their habit

one day at a time.

I ain't jealous, because I ain't a junkie.

I don't approve of the use of dope,

but if somebody's going to buy it,

they may as well buy it from me.

You know, a lot of dudes

brought their habit in here.

They got to have that wake-up,

the nooner, the matinee, and the sleepy-time

seven days a week just like clockwork.

And I'm prepared to offer this jam

the best fucking hard-ass poison

on the market today,

and I can offer you something else.

What's that?

Protection-- top to bottom.

Yeah? Who's made?

Who's made?

You ought to be pissing your pants.

You're getting in

on one of the biggest deals ever made,

and you're asking me who's made?

That's why you never got anywhere--

because you think small.

That's small thinking, see.

I'm thinking about diversification.

You know what that word means?

It means cigarettes and prostitution

and banking services and loan facilities,

organized gambling, liquor,

clothing sales, uncensored postal service

and underground courier service

direct to the street and stud service

and telephone service

right to the outside.

I'm even thinking about selling

processed hair accouterments

to the rag-head nigger konks.

I'll smuggle in hot sauce

for the spic cellblock lunchtime

direct from Tijuana.

I think you're crazy-- out of your fucking mind.

I'll offer you a deal you can't refuse.

What's that?

Turn your whole operation over to me

intact like it is right now.

Then when my supply starts coming in,

which might even be today,

you just sit back.

You got a silent partnership.

You got no risk.

You get 10% of the whole operation.

You make more money than before.

What if I say no?

You can't.

Yeah, but what if I do?

I'll kill you.

I'd love to kill you.

I'll throw you off the tier right now.

You'll never get away with it.

What do you care? You'll be dead.

Later.

I willget away with it.

When sergeant sanger comes up here,

a man I've known all my life,

whose kids I grew up with,

whose daughter I went out with,

whose football team I starred for--

and he will come up here--

and he'll ask me,

"were you involved in this?"

I'll look him in the eye

like I used to when he asked

if I was having sexual relationships with his daughter

or shooting his .38 pistol

in his back yard, which I was,

and I'll look him in the eye and say,

"no, sir, I wasn't."

He will believe me

because I'm a local boy.

He'll file an accidental death report.

O.k., you made your point.

Maybe I was wrong.

I guess I could use a partner.

Ahh!

Well, that's better.

Congratulations.

Let's get down to the yard.

I'll introduce you to my organization.

Do that with squeeze.

I got a visitor waiting.

That's no problem.

Are you going now?

After you.

Oh, no. After you. You're the boss now.

I'll see if it's cool.

Oh! Oh!

Aah!

Aah! Stop!

Oh!

You know, I must have a soft spot

in my heart for you.

Aah!

I will forget this misunderstanding,

and we'll go ahead with this deal

just like I said.

Now, get out in that yard.

I might have made a big mistake,

that I missed my calling.

I should have taken the cloth,

gone ahead and been a preacher.

It's true. I never told anybody this before,

but I've often felt the call to enlighten you

to the most important thing there is in the world.

Do you know what that is?

Blood. Yes, blood.

It's what makes US what we are,

our disposition, our temperament,

maybe most of all, our passion.

Something we can't change flowing through US,

never changing its course.

Parental heritage. Family line.

What we call kinship, because that's what we are--

kin, connected from birth.

The same life blood.

Think about it.

There is no way in the world

you are going to get me to kill that man,

and you know it.

You're not thinking about the same blood.

It makes US do the same things,

want the same things.

It's been that way ever since we were kids.

Think about this institution that we make our home.

Think about moke...

Our little moke,

whom we love so very much.

We would do anything in the world for her, wouldn't we?

Some men--most men--

resent this kind of thing,

would kill over things like this--

their own kin fooling around with their old lady.

Oh, shit. Ha ha! Oh.

But I understand it, and you understand it.

You understand the excitement

of taking something that doesn't belong to you,

don't you?

Makes your blood rush and throb

in the face of all that danger.

I'm thinking about it right now.

I'm not ashamed to admit it.

I'm pulsing and throbbing and rushing

in the face of all that danger ahead of US.

I got to admit--

you were right about one thing.

You should have been a preacher

because never since I been in church

have I ever heard one man lay down so much shit.

But don't let me stop you.

You're going kind of good.

I'd like to hear some more.

The whole thought just walked right by you, didn't it?

You're not paying attention.

You're not really listening.

Like in church, you're not thinking clearly.

If you were, you wouldn't be backing the wrong team.

You wouldn't be betting on the wrong horse.

You'd be with the people that love you,

your family, your country, your lord.

And yes, for once, the lord is on our side.

Maybe you better get him on that gun walk with a rifle

because it's going to take a miracle

to pull this off without me.

Oh, you will be up there.

It won't be any miracle.

It's all part of the grand design,

all carefully worked out

so that everybody has what they want,

what they need, what they must have--

love and money and positive action

in defense of racial Harmony and a better america.

Yeah.

Something for everyone.

What do you figure is in it for me?

Love and money.

Maybe I got that already.

You may have.

Holding on to it... Is something else.

You see, the master plan takes into consideration

a very complex and far-reaching design,

reaching way back into those dark places

that you can't count on,

reaching out even to take my little moke away from you.

Is that a fact?

Yes, it is, a very painful and distressing fact.

There's a contract out on her...

Quite like Mr. Galliot...

Something I had to search the very depths of my soul to allow,

something I couldn't have done

without faith and belief.

I believe everything I'm saying to you.

I have faith in you, my cousin.

I know that you're going to remember

that there isn't anything in this world

that's as thick as family blood

and that you will do

what has to be done

to get the contract off that little girl's head.

You're going to pay for this, motherfucker.

Believe me.

You're going to pay.

Of course I am. I always intended to.

I wouldn't expect you to do something like this for nothing.

You'll be a rich man.

You can walk right out of here,

never worry about anything as long as you live,

and maybe even have the most wonderful girl in the world.

Want to open it?

I know what's in it.

25 thou, kid.

You want to touch it?

You want to feel the green?

How come you got it? I thought moke was bringing it.

She did.

Well, where is she?

What is the difference?

You shouldn't be thinking about that trash, anyway.

Evie, she must have told you where she was going.

Listen, kid, there's one thing about women

that you've got to learn.

Now, I hate to be the one to have to tell you this,

but deep down under, they're no different than an alley cat.

They ain't gonna stick around

if you don't come through for them.

What are you talking about?

I'm talking about you standing up to wasco.

That little hustler of yours has got some romantic notion

that you're different from every other guy.

She thinks you let her down.

Who the hell else does she think I'm doing this for--

that asshole of a brother of yours?

For Christ's sakes, what does she want?

Right now, I'd settle for a little hot water.

All right...That's it.

Clean as you're ever going to get.

What's the big hurry?

We're not going anywhere.

Not going anywhere? What are you talking about?

Don't you know what today is?

Today's the day that old fast-walking hit the jackpot.

We got some real celebrating to do,

so get your little ass in there and get dressed,

and I'm going to show you the goddamnedest time

you ever had in your whole life.

How's that?

Forget it. I already had that in there.

Why the m-16?

Because it's an automatic.

It only takes one shot.

That's for damn sure.

I've seen the boy nail a garbage-dump sea gull,

150 yards, in flight.

Nobody like him.

Of course, on the other hand,

you never know what them rag-heads

are going to do when their massa gets offed.

It might take a considerable amount of fire power

just to calm them down a little, you know?

I don't want to know none of the details.

Just get the job done.

Where's galliot?

I haven't seen him around.

What's the matter? Getting anxious?

Well, there's no show without him, is there?

Come on. It's going to be easy.

When everybody's out in the yard,

they let him out of solitary,

and that's when we take him.

Can't have more than two people around him.

I'll slide over and cheap-shot some nigger.

They'll go crazy, and you'll have a clear shot.

I can hardly wait.

I bet.

I mean, she is some sweet stuff.

Makes it all worthwhile.

Got the money, didn't you?

Yeah.

Most wonderful girl in the world.

All tied up, ready to be delivered--

unless, of course, if...

I didn't think you were going to forget the other "if."

Don't worry, cuz. He's as good as gone.

You ever hear of the owyhee river?

Up along the south fork.

They sell the land for dirt-cheap.

Even got an Indian reservation here somewhere,

uh, fort... What is it? Mcdermitt.

So, look...Get ourselves a couple of cold bitches--

two or three to a man--

then just Indian it out.

Squaw it out through the winter.

How's that sound?

I'm going to come up and see you guys.

How'd you like that?

Old wasco organizing them red motherfuckers.

Put some of them squaws on the street.

There's money in that.

Yes, I think I will do that.

Got my pardon coming through any day.

You didn't know that, did you?

Sorry, squeeze. I know you'll miss your old man.

I may get up there before you guys,

take my little moke with me,

get those squaws started.

Don't you get down on that girl, you know.

She was just doing what she was told.

You didn't know that, either, did you?

The old master plan. Remember?

Wasco's grand design.

Oh, yes! I knew.

I knew right from the start

you'd never blow that cat away.

I was counting on it.

I just knew that my little cousin

would have his own scam to deliver that nigger

right to where moke could do her number.

Oh, please. You got to understand something.

The way I look at things is that it's a big game,

like the Olympics.

The black man ends up losing in the end.

It's been planned that way.

God's greater scheme of things.

Galliot knew it. Sure, he did.

I can--i can just see him

as he was going down,

tipping his hat to the better man.

He knew all that nigger-baiting shit.

That's all just part of the sport.

Nothing heartfelt.

Nothing personal about it at all.

Just like little moke.

She was doing what her old man told her.

Can't fault a bitch for that.

What else are they about?

O.k., tier men, let's go.

Fourth tier to chow first.