She say's "Yes" like always
Hey, Nancy. You got any beers?
Sure, Marv. Who's the babe?
There isn't much of anything Nancy wouldn't do for me
not since a year back when her frat boy roughed her up and I straightened him out but good
it really gets my goat when guys rough up dames
So what do you want me to do with her?
Well, your best bet is... drive her all the way up to Sacred Oaks
What about you? Are you leaving town?
Hell no. I like it here
I hotwire a parked cab and stay under the speed limit so as not to get any attention
My head starts to clear, and things start to make sense
I owe you, Goldie. I owe you 1, and I'm going to pay up
So going after Roark means dying, win, or lose?
Hell, I'll die laughing if I know I've done this one thing right
Quiet as a grave out here. No sign of target
Alright, keep a lookout
Kevin?
What's left of him, anyways
The dog ate the rest
Oh, my God
You monster
You... demon
Don't scream of I'll plug you
He had the voice... of an angel
Yet he spoke only to me
And he's dead now because of 1 stupid whore
It's not a real good idea for you to talk about Goldie that way... while I'm around
When he came to me
He was a tormented boy
Tormented by guilt
I tried to council him
But the eating. It filled him with white light
tearful, he swore to me that he felt the touch of God almighty
What the hell do you know?
I know it's pretty damn weird to eat people
He didn't just eat their bodies. He ate their souls
And I joined in
They were all whores
Nobody cared for them
Nobody'd miss them
And then your... Goldie almost ruined everything
She stayed in public places. And then with you...
You were so convenient. You'd broken man's jaw that very night
Who would believe a thug like you?
Kevin killed her
I ordered the police in for you. But you wouldn't be caught
You wouldn't stop. And now he's dead and you're here too
Eliminate me
Will that give you satisfaction, my son?
Killing a helpless, old fart
The killing, no. No satisfaction
Everything up until the killing... will be a gas
Kevin. We're going home
You could scream now if you want to
It's beautiful, Goldie. It's just like I promised, only better
And when his eyes go dead, the Hell I send him to must seem like Heaven after what I've done to him
Freeze! Oh my God
Jerks. They should've shot me in the head, and enough times to make sure
It's so stupid. Everybody knows what's coming
but they go through the motions anyway, what a waste of time
Month's fall off the calandar while I breath and eat through tubes
Night after night I wait for someone to come and finish me off
After awhile I realize it's not going to be so easy as that
I'm on my feet for about 10 minutes before the cops kick them out from under me
They don't ask me any questions
They just keep knocking the crap out of me and waving a confession in my face
and I keep spitting blood all over it and laughing at how many fresh copies they come up with
then along comes this worm assitant district attorney who turns the recorder off and says
if I don't sign their confession, they'll kill my mom
I break his arm in 3 places and I sign it
From then on, it's the circus everybody wants it to be
They nail me for the works. Not just the people I did kill
but even Lucille and the girls that Roark and Kevin ate
and even Goldie
the judge is all fire and brimstone when she hands down the sentence
midnight and my death are only a few hours away, when I get my first surprise in 18 months
My only visitor
I'm ready for anything but that scent
I got him for you good, didn't I, Goldie
I'm sorry, Wendy. I got confused again
seeing you like this
You can call me Goldie
She smells like angels ought to smell
The perfect woman. The goddess
Goldie. She says her name is Goldie
They fix fix me a pretty decent steak for my last meal
They even throw in a brew. It's the first I've had since back at Nancy's
Then they shave my head and fix me with a rubber diaper. And get to it
And it's about damn time, if you ask me
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
Would you get a move on, I haven't got all night
You heard the man. Hit it
That the best you can do, you pansies?
He's done
THE BIG FAT KILL
Forget it, man. You can bang on that door all night if you want to. There is no way in Hell I'm letting you in
I can't believe you're doing this to me, Shellie
Everything we've shared. It has to mean something to you
It meant plenty. Plenty of lost pay on account on how nobody wants to
flirt with a waitress whose face is all purple and swollen up with bruises
I know you're angry, baby. And I forgive you for that without you even asking me to
There's a difference between getting honked off at a guy who's generally not so bad
and... finding out that you've been sweet talked by a total jerk loser
who skips out on a wife he doesn't even tell you about every time
he gets drunk, which is way too often
especially... the kind of total jerk loser who has to beat up on a girl to make himself feel like a man
That hurts, Shellie. It's one thing for you to play hard to get
but don't go trying to cut my nuts off
I... am impossible to get. Do yourself a favor, Jackie Boy, and get help
like... a shrink. Get help and... get lost
Just open the door
Go ahead and open the door, Shellie. I'll take care of this
Just open the door. You'll see how wrong you've been about me
Oblige him, Shellie. I'm ready for him
No. If he knew that you were here with me, you don't know how bad this can get
This clown's got a big mean drunk on
And he's got 4 friends out there in the hall, breathing had and just as drunk as he is
I could swear I heard somebody in there with you just now
Somebody?! Jackie Boy, it's a regular African lovefest in here
- Let me know who races (???) - I mean, I got me, I got me all 5 starters...
and half the bench of the Basin City Blues keeping me company
You feel like taking them on?
You are teasing me, baby. Some of my best friends...
but you are really pushing my buttons
and the whole time you've been doing me like this
I've been too polite to point out that at any time I want to
I could kick this damn door to splinters
OK, baby. You know what I can do. You know what I can do
- Alright, Jack - 1...
- Alright - 2...
Alright, alright
Troops, make yourself at home
You brought your whole pack with you?
None of these bozos got lives, they got to hang out with you
You're going to love this baby. You're going to call up some of your friends
who work in the salloon. With you and the bunch of us, we're going to
hit every joint in town. It's just going to be great
I ain't calling up nobody
That's a man's shirt, and I sure as Hell it ain't one of mine
You got somebody's slow stink all over you
You've been with another man. You've been with him tonight
He's Superman. He flew out the window just as soon as he heard you were coming
because you scared him so bad
You think I have no feelings at all
If you're going to slug me, just go ahead and get it over with, you sick bastard
There you go, lying about me again, right in front of my friends
I have never hit a woman in my life
You goddamn bastard. You goddamn coward
Baby, we're all here to have a good time
Got to take a leak
Wish you dropped by earlier, Jackie Boy. Then you could've met my boyfriend. Could've seen what a real man looks like
There you go. After my nuts again
But I forgive you. I'm a generous guy
He is generous. With temper of his, you never should've picked on him like you did
You don't have to. You don't have to worry about it
Shut up and keep your hands to yourself or I'll cut your little pecker off
I've been told
Hey, baby. I don't hear you making those calls
Answer me
Oh, I don't need this grief
Hi, I'm Shellie's new boyfriend and I'm out of my mind
You ever so much as talk to Shellie again, you even think her name, and I'll cut you in ways that'll make you useless to a woman
You're making a big mistake, man. A big mistake
Yeah? You already made a big mistake, yourself
You didn't flush
Troops. Get out of here. No questions, damnit, no questions. Now!
Dwight, what in the Devil did you do to him?
I just gave him a taste of his own medicine
I don't think he'll be bothering you again. How's your jaw?
I've been slapped around worse
Dwight? He was from awhile back
before you showed up again with that new face of yours
and... it was only because I felt sorry for him. It was only once
I've done some dumb things
Seeing as how I'm one of those dumb things, I can't give you too hard a time about that, Shellie
But this guy. He's a menace. He might kill somebody if I don't stop him
I'll call you later
No, don't go!
Shellie shouts something I can't quite make out over the racket of a passing police copter
It sounds like "Stop". But I can't be sure
It's a chance I shouldn't be taking. But I can't just go home and forget about it and let Jackie Boy and his pals have their fun
They're a pack of predators, and they're out for blood tonight
A woman's blood
Damnit, Dwight, damnit. You fool. You damn fool
I cut Caddy across the car to pick up Jackie Boy heading like a bat out of hell up the hill
I'm speeding
That's a good way to get yourself noticed
and if you're a murderer with a new face whose 1 fingerprint check away to the fast track to the gas chamber, like I am...
the last thing you want is to get noticed
I don't have nearly enough cash on me to bribe this cop
and even if I did, there's always the outside chance he's 1 of the honest ones
Do I try to talk my way out of this?
Or do I take this cop down and risk it all?
Then Jackie Boy saves me a great big streaming pile of trouble
Watch it Jack!
Cops. They're right on our ass
Not for long
Not where we're headed
My gut tightens up
Jackie Boy's leading us straight to Old Town
The cop shuts off his siren
He knows he's not the law. Not in Old Town
The ladies are the law here
Beautiful and merciless
If you got the cash and play by the rules, they'll make all your dreams come true
But if you cross them, you're a corpse
Hop in, sugar. We'll get you there
Aww, sweetheart. I work the dayshift, and it's been a long day. Besides, I don't do group jobs
Get in the car, baby. We'll just talk. It'll be nice
I don't do talk jobs, either
Baby doll, I've had me 1 hell of a bad day
I've been beat up every time I turn around
But then day when I get turned down by a hooker
When I got good hard earned cash to pay with
Well? There's only so much a man can take
Go try the Alamo over on Dillan Street. That's the Alamo, not the Amigo
The Amigo's a fag joint
Are you having a good time? Humiliating me like this for no damn reason at all?
That's far enough, Dwight
We've been on top of these peckerwoods since they first showed up with that cop behind them
Everything's under control. Enjoy the show
There's no use arguing with her
The ladies are their own enforcers
So how's the barmaid? You know, the one that never shuts up
Not right now, Gail
Oooh, wound up a little tight, aren't we?
That's your whole problem, Dwight
You worry too much
That and your lousy taste in women
These days, anyway
Damnit, Gail. Not right now
Those clowns, down the way. They some of the barmaids' boyfriends?
1 of them thinks he is. He's out of control
I followed them here to make sure he didn't hurt any of the girls
Us helpless, little girls
All kinds of death is about to hit less than 20 yards ahead of us
And still it's hard to take my eyes off her
Us girls are as safe as can be, Lancelot
Those boys in that Chrystler are 1 mistake away
from seeing what Miho can do
And she's been aching for some practice
She guards my glance upward to the pixie perched on the roofs edge
Deadly Little Miho
You're running out of valley, cowboy
Turn around. Safe yourself and your buddies a ton of grief
You're a sassy little thing
You ain't hardly in any kind of position to be making threats
The trap is set. Locked and ready to spring
So what? They're scum. They deserve what's coming
So why this rotten feeling in my gut that something is awfully wrong?
They haven't killed anybody I don't know about
They got pretty bad at Shellie's place
but they didn't kill anybody
And they won't
Why this rotten feeling?
Something Shellie said
I can't place it
OK, OK, OK, I sounded off a little more than I should've
I'm a little edge
Over the edge
It's not a woman you need, it's a good night sleep
You couldn't handle a woman in the state you're in
She saying you don't got what it takes, Jack
You want to see it?
You want to see what I got? Huh?
I've seen all shapes, all sizes
Have you seen this one?
Get in the car
Oh, sugar. You just gone and done the dumbest thing in your whole life
Oh, God, no
This is crazy
I don't know where... for no reason at all
Go ahead... go ahead
He's got the drop on her
He's got squat
He's dead, he's just too dumb to know it
I got you... right where I want you
This is a carreer ending wound for...
There's going to be hell to pay
Watch your step, Jackie Boy
Yeesh
This isn't funny
Don't anyone laugh. I got friends you can't imagine
Everyone in here is going to (???)
Hang it up, she's just playing with you
You're only making it worse
You shut the hell up
Don't pull the trigger, she blocked the barrell. It'll backfire
I told you to shut up
Can't see
I can't see
I can't hear anything
For God sake, Miho, finish him
Yeah
Make it quick, will you
She doesn't quite chop his head off
She makes a Pez Dispenser out of him
Then it's straight to business
stretching the corpses on the alley floor and checking their pockets
digging up cash when they find it
I'm fishing around in Jackie Boy's pants. His wallet is packed
Master Card, Discover, Platinum American Express
And nearly 300 bucks worth of 20s that I'm not too proud to stuff into my own pockets
Then I find an atom bomb
Jackie Boy. You son of a bitch
There was a helicopter that kicked up such a racket I couldn't quite make out what she said
I thought Shellie said "Stop"
She said "Cop"
Detective Lieutenant Jack Rafferty
"Iron Jack", the papers call him
A goddamn hero cop
It's hell for years, the shaky truce
The cops get a slice of the profits and free entertainment when they throw a party
The girls get to administer their own brand of justice
They get to defend their own turf
If a cop blunders into the neighborhood and he's not shopping for what the girls are selling
They send him packing
But they send him back alive
That's the rules
That's the truce
The cops stay out
That keeps the girls free to keep the pimps and the mob out
Old Town will be left wide open
It'll be war
The streets will run red with blood
women's blood
The cops
The mob. Things are going to go back to the way they used to be
The hell they will
We got guns
We'll fight the cops and the and mob and anybody else who tries to move in on us
We'll go to war
Don't be stupid, Gail. You wouldn't stand a chance
Get me a car
Make sure it's a hard top with a decent engine
I'll hide the bodies
Did you forget that cop car that trailed them here?
The cops know Rafferty came here
They'll check the river, they'll check the sewer
They'll find him and come gunning for us
I'll hall the bodies to the pits. The cops won't check the pits. Get that gun out of my face or I'll smack you
Who do you think you are, giving orders?
-You got what you wanted out of us -Shut up, Gail
You got what you wanted out of me
And you were gone, off playing with that barmaid. Gone until you brought this unholy mess on us
Miho moves to my back
1 word from Gail and she'll cut me in half
They'll be watching the roads
They'll catch you
It'll be the bad old days, all over again
The pimps, the beatings, the drugs, the raps
They won't be watching the roads, not yet, they won't. Get me a damn hard top
If I don't make it, you can have your war
Get that gun out of my face, now
Bastard!
I forgot how quick you are
My warrior woman
She almost yanks my head clean off
Shoving my mouth into hers, it hurts
An explosion that blasts away the dull gray years between the now and that 1 firey night when she was mine
A hard top, with a decent engine, and make sure it's got a big trunk
I'll always love you, baby
Always
And never
Where'd you find that heap?
Just look at that trunk
-We'll never fit them all in -Gail?
Unless there's something else you want me to do, do you think maybe I could go home?
All this blood and stuff's got me feeling like maybe I got to hurl
Sure, Becky, go home. But don't you talk to anybody
Not even your mom
They'll never fit in that trunk
Not like this, they won't
Miho?
Dry your hair as soon as you get home
You'll catch cold if you don't
Yeesh
Hey, Becky. Gail said no calls
I just want to hear my mom's voice. I won't tell her nothing
Please, don't say nothing to Gail
Hey, mama?
Dizzy dames
What were they thinking sticking me up with a bucket of bolts like this?
We were barely able to get the trunk to stay closed as it was, we packed it so tight
There wasn't anything we could do but pile Jackie Boy in right next to me
Now where anybody who cares to look will see him
Go ahead. Take 1 of his cigarettes
It'll help
It's got you smoking there, bud
You shut the hell up, Jackie Boy
You're dead
I'm just imagining this, so shut the hell up
That tells you something about your state of mind, don't it
It's got you hearing things. It's got your nerves shot
It's got you smoking
You know it's true... Nobody ever really quits
A smoker's a smoker when the chips are down
-And your chips are down... much -I'm fine, you shut the hell up
Will you look at that
Those hookers let you down
What are you going to do when you run out of gas? Call Triple A?
You sucker for the babes
You ain't even going to make it to the pits
You shut the hell up. I'll make it
Not unless you keep your eyes on the road, sugar pie
Watch it!
Ah, this is great. Just like being in a body movie
Shut up!
Oh, you're screwed
It's over. You're flushed
This time I can't bring myself to tell him to shut up
Sure he's an asshole. Sure he's dead
Sure that I'm just imagining that he's talking
None of that stops the bastard from being absolutely right
I don't have a chance in hell of outrunning this cop
Not in this heap
Pull over!
The only question left is whether I'm going to kill him or not
Tough call
For all I know, he's an honest cop, regular guy
working stiff with a mortgage, a wife, and a pile of kids
My hand moves on its own, sliding 1 of my guns to my lap and thumbing back the hammer
I don't know what to do
You better stop. You're making him mad
Whatever you say
You're friend here. Party a little too hard tonight?
I'm the designated driver
Well, you're driving with a busted tail light
I'll let you off with a warning
What next?
The tank goes dry a quarter mile from the pits
I shove the T-Bird the rest of the way
A few minutes more work and it'll all be over
Jackie Boy will go into the damn tar pits
I'll catch a train out of Sacred Oaks
Go home and call it a...
No more questions, Dallas. Do what I say. Clear the streets
We're on lockdown. We're not selling any tail in Old Town
Not tonight
Don't struggle. You'll only hurt yourself
Your cause is lost
We know everything
Soon the corpse of Detective Rafferty will be in our possession
And the truce between your prostitutes and the police will be shattered
There'll be arrests. There'll be deaths
My employer will sieze what remains of this neighborhood
You will all be slaves. Nothing can stop this
But it is within your power to save many lives
by facilitating the process of transition
by negotiating the terms of the surrender
of Old Town
Son of a bitch. I knew you...
I have suffered your kind before
The dregs of Sin City. I serve a new master now
And soon, you and all your retched kind will serve him as well
Now get dressed and shed a tear for Dwight McCarthy if you must
because by now, he is surely dead
You don't know him
My man will find a way
He always finds a way
I find these Americans always whine and going on about how they got it so bad
This is a fine, grand country. Guiding light of the modern world, it is
Low taxes, land of of opportunity
Where else would 1 bullet boy's defortune that we're getting for this (???)
Sure beats a living hell out of blowing off airports and churches without shit to show for it
Yeesh
You find something, Murphy?
Look to be our poor dead cop's badge
It's all bent up
Bent and stock in it
Oh, bloody he... It's the bullet
You son of a bitch!
Bastard!
They weren't cops, these 4
They were mercenaries
And if they were hired by who I think they were, the bad times haven't even started yet
And everything seemed to be going so well
Remember, we don't have to deliver every last inch of the man, Brian
You got a good point there, Ronnie
Hand me a knife
Should take a nap while I'm doing all this waiting
I'm at the bone, alright?
Here we go
Have you ever seen anything so pretty in your whole life?
We're a back to 3 of you. And if anyone happens by, use your imagination. OK?
Silence now
No air to breath
Only the horrid oily tar taste creeping up my nostrils
Let it in. Let it fill your lungs
They were counting on you, and you blew it
Skinny, stealy fingers at my wrist
Miho, you're an angel. You're a saint
You're Mother Theresa. You're Elvis
You're a god
And if you've shown up 10 minutes earlier, we'd still have Jackie Boy's head
Dwight, they got Gail
It's a sinch. You got yourself a spy in Old Town
A stooly who sold you out to the mob
We got to find out who it is and rescue Gail
But first we got to get our hands on Jackie Boy's head before it gets to wherever it's going and then this whole situation blows wide open
Miho. I hope to hell you left 1 of them alive enough to talk
I let him know I'm not fooling around
We talk
Stay smart, stay cool
It's time to prove to your friends that you're worth a damn
Sometimes that means dying
Sometimes it means killing a whole lot of people
There they are. What do we do?
We stop them, Dallas
Jackie Boy's head so close to me, I could almost reach out and grab it right then and there
Get the head, get the head
I got it, I got it
Suck on this, you stupid slag
I can't tell if Miho is alive or dead
but I'm on my feet and every ounce of me wants to get some killing done
Want the head now, sweetheart. So come down and get it!