Reznik
Ah...
I got ya, I got ya.
Be cool, be cool, alright?
Who did it, huh?
Why did you turn the fucking braker!
Was it all of you?
Was it you, Jones?
Was it you? Was it you?
Or was it you?
You sick bastard, you're imagining things again!
Oh yeah? You've been fishing with Ivan lately, Reynolds?
How's that... How's that tuna biting? Let's see how you talk yourself out of this one!
Where is it?
Right, what the fuck now, Reznik!
Get him off me!
Pick up your shit and get the fuck out of here.
You are fired.
This motherfucker's crazy.
You lost it, man.
Shit!
Damn it! Where is it?
Asshole!
What the fuck did you do with it?
Idiot!
Hey! Fuck you!
Get out!
What?
It's an occupational hazard.
So, Trevor, are you gonna rescue me from this miserable life or what?
I could give it up for the right guy.
Oh, that came out wrong.
What I mean is...
I would, you know, stop hooking if you wanted me to.
I mean, there are lots of pancakes out there, right?
I think I'd like that.
Mr. Reznik.
I am sorry, I thought it was somebody else.
You leave me in such a scare.
What are you doing in my apartment?
There is a leak in my ceiling. It's coming from your apartment.
That's impossible.
I'm gonna leave a note.
A note? What kind of note?
About the leak.
What's that terrible smell?
There is no leak in this apartment.
Now if you would excuse me...
You're sure you're alright, Mr. Reznik?
Yeah, I'm sure. If you need anything, please call first.
Miller!
Hey, Reznik.
It's a pleasant surprise.
We need to talk.
Take a look at this, huh?
Picked it up at Grossens, top of the line.
Let's not trim anyting for a while.
I need to be doing something.
Can't just watch the soap opera all day.
That hydro will be here tomorrow. You won't. Listen to the doctor.
Margie, this is Reznik. The man who cost me my arm.
How do you do, Mrs. Miller?
I've been better, Mr. Reznik.
Is there some place we can talk?
Check it out. It's a beauty.
8 cylinders
Speed sensitive steering
ABS breaking with road texure and tension
Defence lock-up helps you maintain control in emergencies.
Of course, it's automatic.
Hell I wanted a stick...
but I figured my shifting ability wouldn't be so hot.
You know I am not at National any more, right?
Yeah, I heard about it.
It sounds like you almost lost one yourself, huh?
Did you find that a bit ironic, Miller?
Ironic?
I'm sorry kid, I never got over sixth grade.
I'll break it down for you, Miller.
Moments after you left the shop,
someone powered up my machine.
With my arm in it.
I nearly got killed.
Accidents happen.
It wasn't an accident.
Accidents happen out of negligence
This happened down the spike.
That's some vocabulary you got kid.
Spike.
It wields vengeance, vengeance means revenge Miller.
I am sure you know what revenge means, don't you?
I am onto you Miller.
Despite your stupid jokes, you secretly balme me for the accident.
New car, huh? You despise me for it.
How did you get into my place?
Duplicate keys? credit card? What?
Fuck you, Miller!
This shit is gonna stop!
Get off my property, punk!
Bastards.
Shit.
Come on.
7-4...
...3-C-R
It's 743CR.
What?
Shit.
Fuck!
I'm sorry sir, but we don't provide...
...motor's information to the general public.
I'm not just a memeber of the general public.
This guy is a friend of mine.
But you don't know your firend's address?
We just met, I don't know him that well.
Sir, this is the DMV, not the dating service.
I just want talk to him.
I'm sorry sir, I can't help you unless a crime has been committed.
Has a crime been committed?
Please, I wouldn't ask if it weren't extremly important.
Sorry sir. No crime, no information.
What if I told you I was hit by this car?
I don't see any bruises.
If you did, would you give me an address?
No, but the police might.
I want to report a hit and run.
Bring it back when you are finished. Fill it out over there.
Mr. Reznik.
You sure about these plate numbers?
743CR. All right, that's the one.
Do you ever have a car stolen?
No, what?
Cause the car that allegedly hit you was your own.
1969, red pontiac viper registered to your name.
Nearly a year ago you reported it as being totally wrecked.
Do you know it is a felony to file a bogus police report?
Hey, wait a minute. You got some explaining to do.
Hey! Hey!
Jesus, Reznik. Just wanna talk to you.
Hey come back. Reznik, Reznik!
Trevor?
Oh, no.
Trevor, what do you want?
Trevor, it's okay.
Oh God, what happend?
I was crossing the street. Lights changed on me.
Did he stop?
No, he just kept going.
He fucking hit my drivers man.
He gotta be hanged.
It was my fault.
I wasn't paying attention.
Trevor, we got get you to a hospital.
You may have some internal injuries.
it is just bruises.
Okay, you see this?
This is a bruise, and this is a train wreck, alright?
What is it with you and doctors? Don't you trust anyone?
I trust you.
Now I know. You are crazy.
Can I stay here tonight?
Babe, you can stay here every night.
You know that?
What?
What, Babe, what's going on in that crazy head of yours?
I really want this to work, Stevie
But?
You know so little about me.
What if I turned into a warewolf or something?
I will buy you a flea collar.
I love you.
Stevie
Yeah.
Thanks.
I set out some clean cloth for you, your stuff is not dry yet.
You always keep men's cloth lying around?
Some of my regulars. They like to keep their clean change cloth here.
I probably just throw them out now, alright?
Hey, perfect fit.
Yeah, whatever Trevor.
I don't have a size 26 waist here.
Hey, how about that idea.
I can get a job selling man's wear.
Those chicks got paid vacations too.
I'll settle for that.
That's not a bad life.
Could be worse. You know whatelse I want to do?
I want to clean up this place, just get rid of all the fucking junk.
Probably look like I'm a terrible housekeeper, which I sometimes am...
...but I can also be very very, you know, organised and neat.
And I wanna do more of that.
I would love to paint a place.
Just make it nice, just be organised, and neat and paint it white.
What I would also like is a decent stove. This one is covered in fat.
()Just like a white, beautiful place and a decent stove.
Not a lot to ask.
Wow, don't look so surprised. A call girl scrambling eggs...
Yeah that's funny, I don't think I ever cooked for a guy before.
Not even my husband.
Jesus Christ.
Where is he?
Who?
You know who.
Trevor. - Don't.
Jesus, Trevor, what's wrong?
This, Ivan.
He's your ex, isn't he?
What?
Why is he doing this?
Just becuase i'm fucking you, isn't it?
Now it all makes sense.
I'm fucking you, so he's fucking me.
Where is he?
Hiding in the closet, beneath the bed?
I don't know what you are talking about, babe.
Ah, don't babe me.
Yeah, babe.
I'll change my whole fucking life for you. I'll do anything you want, babe.
You know what, I don't deserve this.
What did you do?
Hey!
Slip this from my wallet from me while proposing to me?
Fuck you!
You left it in my tip jar the other night. - Bullshit.
I thought you wanted me to have it. - Cut the crap, Stevie.
What is a big deal about a goddamn picture?
They said that the guy in the photo doesn't exsit.
This says he does.
Trevor, I don't understand what the fuck you are talking about.
I'm talking about your ex!
Ivan.
Who? This guy standing next to you with a fish? - I'm not in that photo.
Trevor, I'm looking at a picture of you.
You are stading next to some fat guy with glasses holding a fish.
That's not me.
Trevor, it's you. Look.
You lying whore.
You get the fuck out.
Fucking freak.
You are a fucking pig
You fucking whore
You are a fucking freak.
You are a fucking psycho.
Fucking psycho
Where is Marie?
Who?
You know who.
Marie my waitress.
My! You are chatty tonight.
Darling, I am your waitress!
What's going on here?
I've never seen you before.
What are you talking about?
You come here every night, stay on that same stool, staring at your coffee.
Honest, I am starting to think that you are mute.
I wanna see Marie!
Mister, there is no Marie that works here.
Is everybody at it?
Let's have a laugh on Trevor.
Whatever Ivan was paying you is wasting his money.
Go home, Mister.
Get some sleep.
How could you!
You have to pay your utility bill, partner
You know how difficult it is to shave in the dark.
What have you done with Nicholas?
What have I done with Nicholas?
He can't hear you now, pal.
Oh, come on what know what you is dead. heya
You going to do something with that faulty memory of yours. Pal
Might make life a little bit easier.
by the way, I just loved them no chilly myself
That one on the refrigerator just kills me.
Where is your hospitality, partner?
If some had walked in, he might get the wrong idea.
Who are you?
Oh hell, look like you got some explaining to do, partner.
I know who you are.
You going some where, Mr. Reznik?
Yeah, Mrs. shrike, I'm moving.
I didn't receive notice.
Your lease requires you to get 30 days notice in writing.
It wasn't planned, something came up.
You can keep my security deposite. I won't be needing it anyway.
Really? Mr. Reznik. You used to be such a good tenant.
I just don't understand it.
Oh, isn't that pretty?
Would you care to sell it?
No, it was my mother's.
I made all arrangements. Don't move my things. A truck will be coming by this afternoon.
You just want to get away...
If you are going to give it away...
Mrs. Shrike, If you'll excuse me.
I like to report a hit-and-run.
Some one will record your statement.
Later, right now I just want to sleep.
Just want to sleep.