Frances and Charles Cigliutti.
Their father was mob boss Anthony Cigliutti. They were Mafia kids.
We found them at their frat house, and they'd been under FBI surveillance
for the past six months.
All right, boys, we're in business.
Yeah. The bounty hunters have arrived.
They're driving Winne... driving Winnebagos?
What is this shit?
Is that the guy from Beverly Hills 90210?
- I fuckin' loved that show, man. - Well, he hasn't aged well.
We're looking for Frances and Charles! Are they here?
We're from a new reality TV show. It's called Bounty Squad.
Jesus, look at that. She just tells it like it is.
It's... It's... we should sign her.
Frances! Frances!
All right, 60 seconds. Here's the question.
Which one of you is Frances?
This girl is gonna be a star.
We should sign her to a talent holding deal.
Stay down!
Fucker!
Fuck!
Fuck.
I told him back off. It's too psychotic.
- Hello? - You get all four?
- Yeah. - Good.
Deliver them to the Needles DMV,
sundown, the Sam Kinison Monument.
Why in the fuck out there?
Listen, I can't even find any warrants in the system for these four.
The system hasn't been updated is all.
- Hey. - How you doing?
- This is all an act, isn’t it? - What is?
This... this whole tough chick thing.
What makes you so sure?
I'm an actor.
You can't fake it like we can.
You know what I think?
I think you're just a scared little girl with some serious daddy issues.
Motherfucker!
You... you broke my fuckin' nose!
Thanks.
My friend Tina, she thought you were dead.
Really? Well, tell your friend Tina... she's a whore.
- It's still bleeding. - I can’t believe this fucking bitch.
- I'm sorry!
Where are the bond certificates?
There are no bond certificates.
Claremont didn’t provide them?
He didn't give me anything.
Hey, Claremont said drop the First Ladies off in Needles,
go home and don't ask any questions.
There's only one reason that we wouldn’t have any bond certificates.
These guys have never been arrested.
Is this an inside job?
- No, that's bullshit... - Do you believe what's going on?
No, I didn't sign on for this shit, Terry. I got punched in the...
Get the fuckin' camera off me right now, please.
Put down the camera. Turn the fucking camera off!
What happens now?
The tour is cancelled.
You drove us to Needles to putus in jail?
Come on, move! Getup. Come on.
Turn the fucking camera off!
Don’t listen to her. Keep filming.
Fucker!
Fuck!
- I ain't worth this shit. - Shut the fuck up and walk.
- These aren't cops. - No shit.
Watch your mouth. God is listening.
Come over here, good-looking.
Here's your First Ladies.
Pleasure doing business with you.
She told me she was 18.
- Ow. Fuck! - I hit my head, too.
Why the fuck are we staying in this shithole? This is ridiculous.
Guys.
The footage we captured for that was phenomenal.
Did you get the broken fuckin' nose?
- It's gonna jumpstart your careers. - Fuck, yeah.
Look at my face!
It's all good.
You need to start thinking more positively. We need to celebrate.
- We need to go to, like, a strip club. - All right.
Something awful was about to happen.
I could feel it in my bones.
What?
Do you mind if I ask you a question?
Do I look like I speak Spanish?
Do I look South American to you? I don't understand
a word you're fucking saying.
You know what? Ed's right. It's not cute. It's not fucking cute!
It's never been fucking cute, Choco! I don't fucking understand you!
You're a freak!
Man, they never show the cum shots in these shitbag motels.
Jesus Christ, Choco. I just got done paying 12.95 for this movie.
- I'm never gonna know how it ends. - Don't fuck with me, Ed.
Listen, Choco, don't go goddamn King Kong on me, OK?
If you want to be alone... if you need me, I'll tell you what...
I'll be in Domino's room. I'll be makin' up my own ending.
Shut up!
Come on, boy. I'm gonna whip your ass,
and then I'm gonna whip your goddamn girlfriend's ass.
- Do it! - Hey, wait a minute...
What are you doing? Over this?!
- Pull the fuckin' trigger. - I will fucking pull it!
I know it comes easy to a fucker like you.
Pull it. Pull the trigger.
You think I don't know what the fuck's goin' on?
Let me tell you something.
You see this?
There was no prison riot.
I blew off my own goddamn toe.
Just to numb the pain.
Let me tell you something... we all get weak over women.
We all get weak over women.
Fuckin' broads are all nuts. They know how to kill us.
And this kid in there...
she's killin' you.
Who are you?
Sir...
You want me to shoot 'em in the kneecaps?
Now, you listen to me. Hold on one second.
Ask them politely where the money is.
If they don't know, just tell them to start digging their own graves.
OK.
- Yeah. Hello? - Mr. Cigliutti?
I'm calling from the Zeta Theta Theta house at Cal West LA.
- Yes, yes. What is it? - I'm sorry to be bothering you.
- It's a bit of an emergency. - What?
Your sons have been kidnapped by these crazy game show hosts.
Wait, wait, wait. My sons Frances and Charlie have been kidnapped?
Yeah, I'm afraid so.
We don't know about any money. We were just going to get fake IDs.
Forgive us, O Lord, for our daily trespasses...
for we know not what we do,
and what we see...
may not be the truth.
I'm gonna fill up the tank and grab a Mountain Dew. Don’t make a peep.
Especially you, Barbara.
The three sassy black women and Raul were the real First Ladies.
- What now? - I don't know.
Hello? Where are you?!
I'm pullin' up right now. Evacuate the van, Tee.
Plans have changed. We setup the wrong guys.
The four guys we nabbed were just Lateesha's patsies.
It was her sorry luck they were connected to the mob.
Get out! Get out of the car!
You have fucked us so bad.
- I fucked up? - You heard me.
You can't help your black, greedy, lyin' ass from tryin' to get every fuckin' thing.
All you did is put a death sentence on my grandbaby. That's all you did.
- Did you know what I was trying to do? - What?
What was you tryin' to do, Claremont?!
- I ain't talkin' to y'all. - What was you tryin' to get done?
Shut the fuck up! Everybody!
You mad because you fucked up!
Who told you to get those boys involved?
What the fuck else did you want?!
Let's go home right now!
Hi.
Domino, we got a problem.
Lateesha's assumed the FBI was onto the scam...
the fake ID scam.
She sets up these college kids.
These kids have been under FBI surveillance for the last 6 months.
- What happened to them? - They might be dead already.
There's something else you should know about these kids.
They're Mafia kids, Cigliutti's kids.
Jesus Christ.
What, Anthony Cigliutti? Fuck, Claremont! You've so fucked us up.
You set me up to deliver...
fucking Mafia crime boss children to be executed.
Just relax. Just follow my instructions and we all walk away from this clean.
Claremont laid it all out on the table.
His plan was to ask for a $300,000 finder's fee
to recover the 10 million he'd stolen. It all became a huge cluster fuck
when Lateesha tried to pin it on the Cigliutti kids.
Now our only chance for survival
was to stay on course and retrieve the money.
Alf, come on!
First priority was to cut loose the crew and sabotage the footage.
We couldn't leave any evidence behind.
Come on, guys! It's time to go!
Alf, go grab all the footage, every tape you see. Come on!
We gotta go find Locus Fender. He knows exactly where the money is.
We find the money, we return it to Bishop, we're in the clear. Come on!
I knew in my heart of hearts
we should've stopped when my goldfish died.
It was a sign from a higher power.
Alf!
For fuck's sake, Alf!
Where the fuck are the tapes?
Based on Claremont's plan,
we joined forces with Lashandra and Lashindra.
- You want a lap dance? - Yeah.
Tonight we have a 2-for-1 special for these luscious tits.
Luscious tits.
Come on. Come on, baby.
What's goin' on? What the fuck?! I didn't do anything!
I kicked ass at the fucking audition. Seriously, I really was great.
My agent called and says that I'm too old.
Ian, how you doing? You all right? Yeah?
Domino, Domino, now, listen to me.
The combination code is tattooed on his right arm.
You will never get inside Edna Fender's safe
unless you have the code breaker on that arm. Understand?
You're breaking up. I can't hear you.
Listen, Edna's armed and dangerous...
So don't fuck around.
- What? - Remove the right arm.
- You're breaking up. - Domino, remove the right arm.
Remove his shirt from his upper right arm.
You'll find the combination inside the tattoo on his arm. You got me?
What did he say?
He said, "Remove the right arm. "
You're fuckin' crazy!
Phew!
My fuckin' arm!
So, now we're back where we started.
We sure are.
Edna! You beautiful thing, come on out.
We found the money in the freezer. It was all there.
That's a lot to carry.
How about a pot of coffee, Edna? It's gonna be a long night.
...part light-induced, part drug.
Turned out Edna had one last trick up her sleeve.
Cocksuckers gonna pay.
Mescaline.
With each passing second,
reality eclipsed into the asphalt horizon.
Soon, the mescaline was pulsing through our veins.
...pulsing through our veins.
There is mescaline in your system,
but I'm guessing it's nothing new.
It's not unusual for someone like you...
pampered her whole life...
to indulge in drugs as a coping mechanism.
Not living up to your expectations.
Certainly not up to your mother's.
You know you're a heartbreak to her, don’t you?
Now the bitch was getting personal.
You lost everything that belongs to you.
You can take responsibility for it, or not.
Either way, you've got no one to blame but yourself.
Hey, there's someone coming.
Hey!
David!
We need help.
Miracles. You're all miracles.
Thank you! Thank God!
What's your name?
Domino.
I know you.
You're the angel of fire.
Angel of fire.
I know you.
You burn bright enough to know there are certain sacrifices
that need to be made.
You see, if you don't give back the money, you all will die.
And you will die contorted, and you will die unforgiven.
You see, there's... there's this... this puzzle,
and at the centre of this puzzle, there's a child,
and this is a very sick child.
Avery sick child.
But this child will be a great leader someday.
Do you know the child I speak of?
Yes.
Well, you have only one destiny, and that destiny is...
that you must offer your lives in exchange for the life of the child.
Then, and only then,
will you truly be cleansed in the blood of the lamb.
Take us to Vegas.
It's official.
Bishop whacked Frances and Chuckie.
- What's our options? - What's your options?
Kill them.
When?
- When? - Tonight!
Kill them all.
Kill them all tonight!
Go! Go!
Let's go! Move it out!
You know, we discovered the bodies early this morning.
The FBI was lying.
The guys we nabbed weren't dead after all.
Please, I just supply them with pussy.
I justwant to get people high, man.
Fuck 'em. They don't know.
Fuck, this shit's intense.
Ian, just do what they say. I don’t feel like getting killed.
We need you to book us a hotel suite.
- What, with my money? - Put it on your credit card.
Are you serious? OK, don't look at me that way.
- This is Bishop. - Mr Bishop,
the bounty hunters have arrived. Where do you want to meet?
Top of the World at the Stratosphere. Yeah, it's completely secure.
We'll drop off the money in exactly one hour. Should we say, 7pm?
Yeah, good.
We'll drop off the money in exactly one hour. Should we say, 7pm?
All right, boys, we're in business.
We could let Cigliutti think that the kids are still dead.
Yeah, and then we can flush out Cigliutti in the money exchange.
Yeah!
Wilson... They're on the move.
Yeah, what?
Yeah, Mr Cigliutti, the money exchange with Drake Bishop
will occur on the top floor suite of the Stratosphere at exactly 7pm.
Sounds like we got a negro Deep Throat here. Right?
Man, we are so fucked.
Yeah, well, that guy said we were fucked either way.
- Hello? - Domino...
the money exchange will take place at Top of the World, Stratosphere.
And I need you to get there right at 7pm.
I'm sorry it turned out like this. I won’t forget this, Domino.
Get off.
Lateesha.
What the fuck have you gotten us into?
Claremont negotiated a finder’s fee for $300,000.
He fucked it up 'cause he tried to take all of it.
- Bullshit. You set us up. - Fuck you.
Domino, if I could take it all back, I would.
Well, they're gonna kill us if we don't deliver all the money.
$300,000, and I need to collect that fee right now.
It'll pay for my baby's entire operation.
Please.
Alf, what the fuck are you doing in there?!
Alf!
Wanker, cut the drama. I need 300k from one of the bags.
I love you, Domino.
Thank you.
This is your last chance. Once I walk out that door, I can't help you.
You have a fondness for tattoos.
You've been staring at my goldfish all afternoon.
It's a koi, actually.
The Japanese refer to them as shiro muji,
which, translated, means "white...
and nothing else. "
Do you know why I really became a bounty hunter?
Because of cunts like me?
It kills you that while I'm coming into my own,
you're stuck in some dead-end marriage.
Or, worse yet, an unfulfilling job.
I'm not married.
And I love my job.
Where are you hiding your tattoo?
Is it on your ankle?
No. Or is it somewhere else?
Is it somewhere nasty?
I'm picturing something... picturing something delicate,
like a rose, or... or a hummingbird.
Or, no. Maybe it's the name of a man
that you can't bring home to Daddy.
No.
No, I'm completely wrong, aren't I, Taryn?
God.
See, I bet... I'm thinking...
that when you go to sleep alone tonight...
it's my pussy you'll be dreaming of.
Really?
Brian...
I love you, bro.
Welcome to the Top of the World.
It's a little out of the way, but, very private.
Where have I seen you two boys before?
We're actors.
What the fuck are you doing here?
- We're celebrity hostages. - Celebrity hostages?
Yeah. Apparently, people don't kill other people
when celebrities are around.
Brings too much attention.
I see.
Well, I'd better have you escorted downstairs, then.
You got lucky.
Go! Let's go!
And you're a...
a bounty hunter.
- Yes, I am. - Dangerous profession.
Sometimes.
Will maintain visual contact...
Will maintain visual contact with the tactical team that's on location.
Could you... could you be a little bit more specific about that?
It can be dangerous when you don't know what to expect from a situation.
When you have absolutely no idea what could possibly happen next.
The bags contain the 10million, minus the $300,000 finder's fee
you negotiated with Claremont.
Well, now, that's... that's what I call bold, Miss Harvey.
But I'm impressed. I'm very impressed.
Go!
All right, gentlemen, let's make sure that those bags are packed with my money,
and we'll let these bounty hunters go.
Your money's gone.
What?
What are you talking about?
It has been sent to help free Afghanistan.
Let us go.
- Let us go. - What the fuck are you doing?
It's a bomb!
OK, drop the weapons!
- You killed my sons. - I didn't kill your sons.
I'm not in the people-killing business.
No!
Alf!
- What the fuck's going on up there? - Get somebody in there!
Mayday, mayday. This is Victor Bravo. We're going down.
Repeat, I'm going down.
Heads, you live.
Tails, you die.
Move back, for fuck's sake!
No!
Come on, Alf!
I make...
I make everything... OK.
My coin was tossed.
50/50 chance.
Put it down, or I'll blow your fuckin' brains out!
Fuckin' shoot him!
I once vowed never to invest too much emotion into anyone.
- I love you. - I love you.
I love you, Choco.
50/50 chance. Life or death.
Heads, you live.
Tails, you die.
My destiny was life.
When I was a little girl,
my mum took me to Las Vegas.
She told me that it was the most dangerous place on earth.
Miss Harvey, I suggest you retire.
Sweet dreams, Miss Mills.
My name is Domino Harvey.
I am a bounty hunter.
I know that my Eddie and Choco are staring down at me from the afterlife.
I now feel a sense of relief that we will meet again.
Mum...
I love you.
There are three kinds of people in the world...
The rich...
The poor...
And everyone in between.
- I'm Dr Walton. - Mr Williams.
Kee Kee Rodriguez.
- I'm her mother, Lateesha. - We're her cousins.
First cousins.
It seems that we have a few things we have to look at.
If you're wondering what's true and what isn't,
fuck off, because it's none of your goddamn business.
I'll never tell you what it all meant.
All that matters is that my mission is complete.
I saved her.
And when she is older...
A woman named Domino will tell her
that there is only one conclusion to every story...
We all fall down.
My name is Domino Harvey.
Heads, you live.
Tails, you die.