[THUNDER RUMBLlNG]
[SlRENS WAlLlNG]
MAN 1 : Uptown, Saturday night.
A hell of a place.
MAN 2: Fucking hillbilly heaven is what it is.
The hell with this. Let's go upstairs and get this asshole.
MAN 1 : We'll wait for Gates. These are his people.
[SlREN STOPS]
-Sorry to take you awaу from dinner. -What do you got?
A goddamn hillbilly wacko tore up two men at a bar.
Took the head off one guy with a bottle...
...and the other was dead before he hit the floor.
What the fuck gets into these people of yours, Gates?
Sometimes folks make us a mite testy, Zimmer. Got a name?
Willу Simpson. The manager said уou might know him.
Heу, Gates, l'm gonna give you 1 5 minutes.
Then l'm going in. I'll put some hair on the wall.
You follow what I'm saying?
-Herman. -You watch yourself, officer.
Like a junkyard dog.
[lNDISTlNCT CHATNER]
What kind of shape is he in?
Theу pulled a knife on him first. Theу was messing with his woman.
-I'll see he gets a good lawyer. -Back home he wouldn't need one.
Well, he should have drove them home and cut them there.
It would have saved us a shitload of trouble.
[GANES WHlSNLING]
[RAINDROPS PATTERlNG]
Willу?
It's Nruman Gates.
I was wondering if l could come in and talk.
WlLLY: Are уou alone? -Yes, sir, I am.
WlLLY: Come on in.
[SlREN APPROACHlNG]
I heard of уou.
Your family's from up in Perry County, ain't they?
Yeah, up near Hazard.
Mind if I sit down?
Damn things ride up on me.
So you wanna watсh the TV?
[THUNDER RUMBLlNG]
[CHUCKLES]
She pissed me off.
You wanna see a doсtor?
Shit, man, I've known worse than this.
Where'd that be?
Alleghenу Mining Corporation, Number 3.
[SlRENS WAlLlNG]
[lNDISTlNCT POLlCE RADIO CHATTER]
Harlan Countу, yeah?
I used to hunt up there with my brothers up on Daggots Ridge.
Shit, l know just where you're talking about.
Heу, there are ghosts up on that ridge.
No kidding?
[SNIFFLES]
Yeah. One time my dogs took me straight down this hollow.
There weren't no wind or nothing. It just got real cold.
[THUNDER CRASHING]
Then all at once, them dogs started to howl like--
Like they was talking to the dead.
Yeah, man, there are ghosts up on that ridge.
Theу're coming for you, Willy.
I know you'll take a couple of them with you, but they'll get you just the same.
Or we could ride down to the station together.
Just a couple of fellas from the hills.
You've got mу word on that.
I know you ain't scared to die, Willy.
You just ain't in no plaсe to leave your ghost.
MAN: Good work, Truman.
-Lennу, grab him. -Oh, no. Zimmer.
This piece of shit's Homicide's now, pal!
What are you doing, you asshole? What are you doing?
Touсh mу prisoner again, l'll break every bone in уour body. You hear me, huh?
You follow what I'm saying?
Do you follow what I'm saying?
[LENNY GRUNTlNG]
-Heу. -Heу, brother.
Catch any thieves lately?
Same old, same old.
So, what happened to you the other night? Jessie and I waited two hours.
I had a late piсkup out in Cicero.
I thought we left it loose about dinner.
Heу, no big deal. She only spent half the day making your favorite dinner.
Tell her I'm sorry.
So you heard from Briar lately? He still after уou to stay clear of me?
Give me a break, Mom.
-"Mom"? -Yeah.
Whew.
[CHUCKLES]
Are you afraid I'll talk you into staying here and leaving the mountains behind?
-Well, ain't you? -Yeah.
You сan make уour own deсisions. I'm just trying to make things easier.
Bullshit. You're just as bad as Briar. You're just smoother.
-Now wait a minute, little brother. -No, you wait a seсond.
I feel like one of them little countries stuck between two big superpowers.
Both claim to be helping. Theу're just trying to outdo one another.
And I'm the one in the middle catching all the shit.
The fact is, l don't like it here.
As soon as l earn me enough to put down on a coal truck, I'm heading home.
Now, that ain't Briar talking. Nhat's me.
Let's go, David.
[PLAYING DRAMATlC MUSlC]
WOMAN: The string section's wonderful.
Well. What a surprise, you were late.
[CHUCKLES]
-Sorry. -It's okay.
-You was wonderful, from what I heard. -Thank уou.
How was Gerald?
He got another letter from Briar.
I pushed him a little hard...
...so he probably won't speak to me again for a month or so, but....
Other than that, everything's great. Heh-heh.
And he says that I do it just to get back at Briar.
And he's right. You do.
That's what I love about you, Jessie darling, the waу you sugarcoat things.
[BONH CHUCKLE]
[WHlSPERS] Let's get out of here.
George. George...
-...how's your sister? -Not bad.
[SPEAKS lN FORElGN LANGUAGE]
ISABELLA: Heу, where you been?
-Chasing girls? -I'm sorry I'm late, PappaJohn.
Gabrielle, forgive me.
[LAUGHS]
You're late. Nhat doesn't matter. You're here, that's all that counts.
This is a special occasion.
Joey.
I want you to meet Lawrence Isabella, my son.
Lawrence, Joeу Rosselini I was telling you about.
Lawrence is my son from my first wife, Sylvia, who died.
It's a pleasure to meet уou. I've heard a lot about you.
Yeah. Good things, l hope.
-He's been bragging about уou. ISABELLA: Heу.
I've been telling Lawrence how much he could learn from you.
-Like what? -Business, Joeу.
He wants to go to work for his papa. I couldn't be prouder.
[GANES COOING]
GATES: Honey? -What?
GATES: Do you believe in the hereafter?
-Then уou know what l'm here after. -Not now. Go awaу.
[PLAYING HlLLBlLLY NUNE]
[CHUCKLlNG]
-Bravo. -You wanna play on the teeter-totter?
[CHUCKLES]
Hmm?
Mm.
[CHUCKLES]
I love you.
You know what happens when you say that to a mountain boy? Hmm?
[GROWLS SOFNLY]
Mm-hm.
[BONH LAUGHlNG]
[SQUEALS]
[SlREN WAlLS]
[SlREN WAlLlNG]
[ENGlNE SNARNS]
All right, staу close.
MAN 1 : No problem. -Let's go.
JOEY: It's time to teach these fucking punks a lesson.
[COUNTRY MUSlC PLAYlNG OVER RADIO]
[SlNGlNG ALONG]
[CHUCKLES]
Heу, I don't bitch when you listen to that-- What уou call it? Rat music.
Rap. Rap, not rat.
You ever try to hum anу rat?
Look, homeboу, you don't mix rap and hum music. Nhey're different flavors.
[HUMMlNG RAP MUSIC]
[LAUGHS, HUMS ALONG]
Okay.
[SlREN WAlLlNG]
Damn it. We're being pulled over.
That ain't no cop, man. That's a hit.
[TlRES SQUEALING]
-What are you doing, Gerald? -Hold on.
What are you doing?
Gerald. Gerald, stop!
BOTH: Yeah!
DAVlD: Yeah, boy. Whoo!
Get them, Paulie.
[METAL SCRAPING]
Gerald, let them have it, man. It ain't worth it!
-Why isn't he stopping? -He'll stop.
What the hell is wrong with уou?
-Stop! -Aah!
[HORN HONKlNG]
[TlRES SQUEALING]
DAVlD: Whoa! -Uhn!
-This guy-- -Holy fuck!
[PANTlNG]
[POUNDlNG ON NRUCK]
[SCREAMS]
Wait. Wait, wait. Hold it.
[BLOWS LANDING, GERALD GRUNTlNG]
Leo, get the door.
[GERALD GROANING]
Aah!
Heу, Lawrence, come on. You wanna learn the family business.
Let me show you how we negotiate. Come on.
Come on, Lawrence. Come on. Come on up.
[DOOR ROLLS DOWN]
What's wrong with you, huh?
[GRUNTING]
Don't you watch TV?
Don't you know when someone wants you to pull over and talk to them?
Huh? l didn't tell you to get up.
You ain't taking my truck.
"You ain't"?
You're a fuсking hillbilly, aren't уou?
No wonder you didn't pull over. You never seen a TV before.
What's your name?
Gerald Gates.
[GERALD GRUNTlNG, GROANING]
JOEY: What the fuck is this?
Aah!
[GERALD GROANING]
You know, Gerald...
...I've dealt with niggers...
...kikes, Polacks, Chinks, spics.
If God made it, l've seen it.
But you fucking hillbillies, you are the dumbest l ever met.
[SPlNS]
Go to hell.
JOEY: You know, Gerald, l gotta hand it to you. You got balls.
-Stupid as shit, but major balls. -Heу. Hey, what are you doing?
[PANTlNG]
[TlRES SCREECHlNG]
What--?
The owner of the restaurant asked for the maсhine to be removed last night.
It was an outfit setup.
Gerald just happened to be the driver.
God, Truman, l'm sorry.
You act like I was supposed to know his brother was a cop.
He was a fucking hillbilly. How many hillbillу cops do you know about, Frank?
PappaJohn, in 40 years, you ever hear of a hillbilly cop?
I did what l had to do.
It was сlean. Am I right, Frank? Clean?
Bottom line is, did we get what we wanted here?
I'm supposed to meet Northside's lawyers at 3 to disсuss our proposal.
That's good. Nhat's real good.
-Relax, Frank. Quit worrying. FRANK: l'm paid to worry.
Not the first time you've made me anxious.
You do your job and l'll do mine.
Go home, Frank. Get some sleep.
Good night, Frank.
[CLOCK CHlMlNG]
[DOOR OPENS]
You shot him in сold blood, Joey.
Did Lawrenсe tell you that?
PappaJohn, you gave me two instructions:
Teaсh him the business...
...and take care of him.
[SETS KNlFE DOWN]
Joey.
Thanks.
[TRAlN HORN BLARlNG]
[BRAKES SCREECHING]
[HORN BLARlNG]
Jessie.
You best wait here, hon. Theу ain't real quick with strangers.
-I'm your wife. -No, I ain't talking about уou, honeу.
I'm talking about me.
-Okay? -Okay.
-Grandpa. -Truman.
Briar.
Goddamn it, you're still brothers, ain't you?
Truman.
-Truman. -Cousin Hollis. Snake.
-Uncle Pierce. -Truman.
Cousin Selkirk.
-Uncle De Witt. -Truman.
Get the fella that killed him?
No, sir, not yet. Nhey're working on it.
Is that your wife?
GATES: Her name's Jessie.
[GROUP SlNGING "LEANING ON THE EVERLASNlNG ARMS"]
[UTENSILS CLINKING]
Thank уou.
I wanna thank уou for being good to Gerald.
His letters, theу all said you made him feel at home.
[CHATTERING]
[ROOSNERS CROWING]
How'd уou and Truman meet?
At a сhurch.
WOMAN: Truman in church?
[ALL CHUCKLE]
Actually, he was investigating a robbery.
[ALL CHUCKLE]
-Truman says уou play the fiddle. JESSIE: Mm-hm.
I teach violin.
[WHlSPERS lNDlSTINCTLY]
Yeah, уou know where it is.
-Would you? -Now?
Why, sure. While we're waiting.
Sure.
Wait, can I have that?
[PLAYING HAUNNING MELODY]
[COUNTRY MUSlC PLAYlNG ON RADIO]
Come on in.
[RADlO CLICKS OFF]
-What you looking at? lt ain't сhanged. -Gotten dirtier.
-Got another one of those? -Refrigerator.
-You get good reception on that dish? -Only when the TV ain't busted.
-Niсe trophу. It ain't season yet, is it? -Bow season.
Got it about two weeks ago.
Kind of hoping Gerald and me was....
[MUTTERS]
So where's the coal truck?
-Bank took it when the mine shut down. -When was this?
About the same time Gerald went north. It kind of makes sense, don't it?
-Briar, he never told me. -That's because I told him not to.
He wanted me to go, Chicago. Shit.
Not me, brother. l been there and you can have it.
I wouldn't wanna leave these accommodations either.
At least it's my place. I still own the land it sits on.
I can open the door in the middle of the night and take a piss on it if l want.
Don't worry about paying for the funeral. I'll take care of it.
Is that what you come down here to talk to me about, paying for his funeral?
No, it ain't.
Goddamn it, Briar, you act like it don't bother me about Gerald.
Don't you think I ask mуself 1 00 times a day what I сould have done to stop it?
You tell me what I could have done.
It ain't what уou could've done, it's what's gotta be done!
Briar.
Ah. Rosie. Rosie.
-So how are you handling all this? -Better.
[THUMP]
KID: You can do better than that. Try again.
You're doing pretty good.
My daddy said you used to be good with a bow and arrow...
...before you went off to the сitу and forgot everything.
"Forgot everything"?
I've seen this man shoot a hummingbird out of the sky at 75 yards.
You ever heard of William Tell? This man makes William Nell look like a beginner.
-Show us. -Yeah, show us.
-Sure. -Come on.
-Why, thank you, darling. -You're welcome, darling.
You know paybacks are a bitсh, don't you?
[JESSlE CHUCKLlNG]
Can l borrow this?
[WHlSPERlNG] Good luck.
I just wanna saу good luck.
[CHUCKLlNG] Oh, mу God.
Now уour turn.
Lock уour arrow.
Now put three fing-- Yeah, good. Put that into first-- Yeah, yeah.
Now put that finger up. Keep that finger down. Let your breath out as you let go.
[CHUCKLES]
All right, сongratulations. You just got a 1 0-point buck.
No, sir. l just killed the man that shot Uncle Gerald.
MAN: Wait up.
It's уours this time, Briar.
And if any mischief follows, then l shall give--
ALL: --an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, a hand for a hand--
The Chicago poliсe will сatсh Gerald's killer...
-...but we gotta give them time. -We know about сities, Nruman.
We all either lived in one or got kin there.
And we knows about your police there too.
Ask anуbodу here if your big-сitу cops ever сared about us, living or dead.
I'll grant you we ain't perfect, but we are gonna find Gerald's killer.
And as soon as we make a сase, he is going up for murder one.
Damn it, man! He was our brother.
A life for a life. Amen.
-Amen. ALL: Amen.
[TRAlN HORN BLARlNG]
[SlGHS]
-Hi. -Heу.
What case are you working on?
These are some of the boys that might have killed Gerald.
Why did Nony let you have them?
Homicide's running out of leads.
And they haven't been able to find David Jenkins, Gerald's friend.
These guys maу be the reason.
Did they ask for your help?
No.
Jessie.
If Briar kills one of these men, theу'll kill him.
I've already lost one brother. I can't lose my other.
No, no. l don't give a fuck about the dock situation.
As long as Isabella's happу, everybody's happy.
Heу, Leo, l owe you a fin. You know that, don't you? Excuse me.
What the hell's that?
Closed-circuit TV for security. Lawrence is putting it in.
-Lawrence, huh? -Yup.
-Tell them not to put one in my office. -Okay.
Heу. Hey.
I ordered a leather sofa.
-You Lawrence Isabella? MAN: Man, just put it down here. Easy.
No, his offiсe is down there.
This is my office. See?
-What the fuck is this? -That's good. Right under the painting.
Lawrence, what are уou doing? This is my office.
Come on, Joey, l need the one by the stairs. I'm here all day.
It's okay. l cleared it with Dad.
Besides, you're never here, so it's....
Heу.
Can l help you?
I need some lD.
All right, go ahead.
[SUCKS TEETH]
This isn't mу offiсe.
No fuсking way.
It wasn't for me, he wouldn't be getting to play businessman.
Heу, who are you?
My name's Truman Gates. I'd like to talk to somebodу...
...about that driver who was killed. He was my brother.
-Oh. Now who are уou? -Who am l?
Yeah.
This is Mr. Rosselini.
I'm Lawrence Isabella. We now operate the business.
Ah. Wait. lsabella?
-No, you ain't kin to Johnny Isabella? -Yeah, he's mу father.
No kidding. Well, I'll be danged.
Can we help you?
Yeah, l think maybe you can.
[SUCKS TEETH]
GATES: And l'm sure all your emploуee records are up-to-date.
LAWRENCE: l take it the police haven't been able to locate this David Jenkins.
If you ask me, nobodу's looked in the right place yet.
Maybe he took a vacation.
-I appreciate уour help, Mr. lsabella. -Yeah.
Did уou find what уou were looking for?
I don't know yet. We'll see, won't we?
Think he figured out where Jenkins is?
Well, if he did, I just gave you a waу to find out.
-Lawrence, уou handled that real well. -Thanks.
We might just make a good team.
Tell Leo to get the сar.
Yeah, we make a great team, Joey.
[TlRES SQUEAL]
[TlRES SCREECHlNG]
-He's taking us to the projects. -No shit. Shut up and keep with him.
[TlRES SCREECHlNG]
[CHlLDREN CHANTERlNG]
Heу, kid, you see a white guy сome through here a couple of seconds ago?
One fiftу-two.
One fiftу-two? Okay.
[LOUD MUSlC PLAYING INSIDE]
Heу, there ain't no 1 52.
Heу, look at our fucking car!
[RUNNING FOONSTEPS]
-My car! THUG: Come on, come on.
Aah!
[CAR DOOR OPENS, CLOSES]
[ENGlNE SNARNS]
[TlRES SQUEALING]
[YELLS lNDISTINCTLY]
[SPEAKS lN FORElGN LANGUAGE]
[SNIFFS]
Sure sounds like a fun place.
MAN: Ahem. Paу me $65 a month.
Forty-two dollars a week, $6.50 a day.
Cash up in front. Ahem.
No cash, no flop.
Hell...
...I used to pay only 25 for a whole month's rent back home.
Yeah, well, friend, you're in Chicago now...
...so you better, ahem, get used to those high priсes.
[TRAlN RUMBLlNG]
[HORN HONKlNG]
[DOGS BARKlNG, GROWLlNG]
You fellers better work on that.
[CAR DOOR CLOSES]
[ENGlNE SNARNS]
[lNDISTlNCT CHATNER]
Howdy.
I need to talk to Johnny lsabella.
I heard this is his club.
No?
Okay.
So how you boys doing?
Heу, you ain't gambling, are you?
You don't see no money on the table, do уou?
-What'd he saу? -That we're gambling.
Just a friendly little game, huh?
How we doing?
Good old Vinnу. Who's Vinnу?
Whoever you are, уou're kicking ass.
Of course, it don't mean nothing, does it? Just for fun, right?
That's right.
Yeah.
-And Isabella ain't here, huh? -Nope.
GATES: And no idea where to find him?
Damn shame beсause all I wanted to do was talk to the man.
Heу, I'm John Isabella. What do you want?
[MEN MUTTERlNG INDlSTlNCTLY]
-So, what can l do for уou? -My name is Nruman Gates.
I'm the brother of the Northside emploуee who was killed August 8.
One week before you took over the company.
I'm sorry. l didn't know anything about anyone being killed.
As for mу taking over Northside, that's no big secret.
We've been after George Miller for five years to let me buy him out.
It was a good deal for both of us too.
Needs oregano.
You should check with George about all that.
But as for a murder in a truck....
I didn't say anything about a truck.
I must have read about it, something. I really don't remember.
But if уou're insinuating that I had your brother killed....
Let me make something сlear. I don't operate that waу.
To you, I may look like Al Capone and God knows who. l don't know.
I'm a businessman...
...like anу other businessman. No better, no worse.
And I'll tell you something else.
I don't need to go around killing people to get what I want.
[CHOPPING]
Let me tell уou a story, Mr. lsabella.
Years ago, my unсle was shot and killed.
His wife was pregnant at the time and she saw it happen.
But when the sheriff asked her who did it...
...she just pointed here and said, "He knows.
And someday he'll settle it."
And 1 6 years later, he did.
Good story.
I hope it's not a threat.
I got three counties worth of kin...
...that expect a certain amount ofjustiсe for that death.
I'm just trying to save both of us a lot of bloodletting.
So, what exactly do уou want from me?
I want you to turn over the man who did it to the police.
[CHUCKLES]
-You serious? -Yes, sir.
[CHUCKLES]
First off, I didn't have anуbodу murdered.
But if I did...
...I'd never turn them over to the police.
I'm real sorry you feel that way, Mr. lsabella.
Heу, Gates.
I'm truly sorry about your brother.
-Too bad. -Oh, no, sir.
We ain't seen bad уet. But it's coming.
[OlL SlZZLlNG]
[RUMBLlNG, CREAKlNG]
Don't kill me.
[CLEARS NHROAN]
-How'd уou know I was out there? -Smelled уou.
HAROLD: God fucking damn!
-You planning on taking on an army? -Maybe.
-What's your name? -Harold.
Harold.
-How'd уou like to make $20, Harold? -What l gotta do?
Know how to use a telephone?
Yeah.
BRlAR: If l'm not back by morning, call me kin.
[DOG BARKlNG]
[CAT PURRS]
[OPERA MUSlC PLAYlNG lN DlSTANCE]
-Hi. No, thank уou. -No?
Look, l'm gonna take this upstairs to Joeу and show it to him, all right?
-Oh! -What?
-That's not a good idea. -Why? What--?
[ALL LAUGHING]
All right.
[LAWRENCE TALKlNG lNDISTINCTLY]
[BANGS ON MACHlNE]
[MAN SPEAKlNG IN lNALlAN]
What the fuck?
Heу, it got dark.
-I'll be right back. Stay right there. WOMAN: Okay.
It's уour dime.
[MEN CHATTERING]
MAN 1 : What'd уou do, stupid?
LEO: I didn't do nothing. Whу blame me?
MAN 1 : l should break уour neck. LEO: Hey, fuck you.
Heу, what the fuck is going on down here? That's what l wanna know.
MAN 2: I don't know, boss. Leo screwed up.
What the fuck happened to all the lights?
MAN 1 : We thought maybe уou.
[ELECNRlClTY HUMMING]
MAN 2: Let's go finish eating. Come on.
[MAN SPEAKS lN FORElGN LANGUAGE]
[GUN COCKS]
Just turn around and join your buddies.
Real easy like.
Everybodу get down on the floor, face first.
Now!
[VlDEO GAME PLAYING]
Trying to rob this place? You know who owns it?
Johnnу lsabella. That mean anything to you?
It means I got me the right plaсe. Now, get уour butt down.
-Heу, who are you? What do уou want? -Get down, goddamn it.
My name's Briar Gates.
I want the man who killed my brother.
Let's put our thinking caps on, boуs.
I don't have all night.
[SCREAMS]
-You son of a-- -Shit!
Fuck!
How's your memory doing now, boys?
Gerald Gates.
-Shot in the baсk of one of your trucks. -Nobody knows about your brother.
[COCKING GUN]
You just made the worst mistake of your life!
No, sir. l think уou did.
[DOOR OPENS]
I told you, nothing kinkу.
This is kinky!
Since you can't do anything, I called the cops.
[RUNS UPSNAlRS, CLOSES DOOR]
Fair warning, boуs.
Till l find out who killed mу brother...
...working around here is just gonna be no fun at all.
[SlREN WAlLlNG lN DlSNANCE]
[MEN GRUNTING, CHATNERlNG]
He's dead. He is dead!
Look at mу suit!
[MACHlNE DlNGING]
[VlDEO GAMES PLAYING]
You know how this makes me feel? Huh?
This makes me feel foolish!
[CAR DOOR CLOSES]
-You know who did it? -Yeah.
We know.
[FOOTSNEPS]
[SNICKERlNG]
Looks like уou fellas had a little trouble.
Yeah. Well, it looks worse than it reallу is, Gates.
Ah. And that's why you ain't pressing сharges against my brother.
Did l saу it was your brother? Who said it was your brother?
[DOGS BARKlNG lN DlSNANCE]
Well, yes, well....
See, the cops asked me what he said and I said his name was--
Sounded like it.
Couldn't be sure. It was a misunderstanding.
[CHUCKLlNG]
Briar hates Chinese food.
-It sets him off. -Yeah, well, like I just said...
...it was a little misunderstanding. With who, l don't know.
We got it worked out. Heу, we don't wanna press charges.
You're gonna take care of it, then?
-Yeah, we'll take care of it. -For your sake, I hope so.
Because you mess with my brother, you mess with me.
JOEY: Fucking hillbillies.
-I don't like this, Joey. JOEY: PappaJohn.
Theу're nothing. Theу plow rocks for a living.
Interesting.
[CAR DOOR CLOSES, ENGINE STARTS]
The same thing was said about our own people in Sicilу.
Settle this. Now.
Find him. Nake care of him.
I don't сare if уou have to go through every flophouse in uptown.
[ANNOUNCER SPEAKING lNDlSTINCTLY OVER RADlO]
[SPlNS]
Pick it up. Pick it up.
Geez, if уou weren't family....
This is fucked, Rhino.
We've been through every boarding house in five blocks.
He's not here.
He's here.
[PEOPLE CHATTERlNG]
[MAN COUGHING]
Pizza delivery for Gates.
See, that's gonna be a problem. I don't allow no food here.
What's his fucking room number?
[RADlO PLAYlNG GAME]
[TOILET FLUSHlNG]
[MOUTHlNG WORDS]
[CLANTERING]
[RUMBLlNG]
[SCREAMS]
Shit!
Paulie!
You son of a bitch!
Paulie!
Get him, уou asshole! Get him!
What are you doing?
You fool!
[SCREAMlNG]
[TRAlN HORN BLARlNG]
[GUNSHOTS]
Rhino, come on, get in the car!
[TlRES SCREECHlNG]
[HORN HONKlNG]
Yeah. We got the son of a bitсh now.
[ENGlNE REVVlNG]
[TRAlN HORN BLARlNG]
MAN: Hey. WOMAN: Heу!
There he is!
Fuck you.
Wait! Wait! Wait!
I'm sorry!
I'm sorry, Rhino.
I fuсked up. Sorry!
[MAN COUGHING]
Well, look who's here.
Is that what they teaсh уou in Airborne? Sneaking up on people?
I thought all you did was jump out of airplanes.
Theу taught me to jump quiet.
Beer.
I suppose you're taking me in for busting up that shop, huh?
Well, totally destroying a place of business happens to be a crime up here.
That ain't whу l'm taking you in.
I'm busting you for сarrying a concealed weapon.
[GRABS GUN]
You asshole. l found out more in two hours than уou did in two weeks.
I know who killed Gerald.
Joey Rosselini.
If you know, whу ain't you doing something?
Because, like l told уou before, I need solid proof so he won't get off.
I'll fix it so he won't get off.
That's why l'm taking уou in.
[BONH GRUNTlNG]
Get up, big brother.
[CRASHlNG]
MAN: Better than television.
[HANDCUFFS CLICKING]
You-- You ain't one of us no more.
You might talk mountain and fight mountain...
...but in уour heart, you ain't family no more.
You're just a сop that came from the hills.
GATES: Jessie. Jessie?
Heу.
What are you--? What are you doing here?
[CHUCKLlNG] What?
You got accepted to the Chicago Symphonу?
-Mm-mm. -No? No, that's not it?
Well, then what?
No.
Yes?
Yes? You're serious?
[BONH LAUGHlNG]
-Ah. -Mm.
[LAUGHlNG]
Mm.
Is it true, really?
-Can l--? ls it okaу to touсh it? -Mm-hm.
-It's down here. -Oh, уeah.
[GANES CHUCKLlNG]
JESSIE: I love you.
[LOCK CLICKING]
I got a deal for уou.
First, I wanna know everything that was in Gerald's letters.
Pure and simple, it's like this.
Anything you have that might help us catch Joey Rosselini, уou share with me.
We find him, we turn him over to stand trial.
What l need from you is to help me find David Jenkins.
He was with Gerald when he was killed. I'm betting on the fact that he saw it.
If I don't agree, уou're gonna take me back to lockup? That's your deal?
That's my deal.
Take me back to jail, then. We both know who killed Gerald.
When I get out, I'll settle it.
Okay, if that's the waу you want it.
But while you're sitting down there waiting on your butt...
...I'm gonna find the proof on Rosselini and I'm gonna put him away myself.
What if this here Rosselini feller should take another shot at me?
Am l supposed to stand around with my hands in my pockets?
[CHUCKLES]
Well, I sure as hell ain't.
Mm-hm.
Got a deal?
I guess we got a deal.
You sure this is the place?
That's the place, all right.
Just like he wrote me.
[WELDING]
-What can l get you? -Two Old Styles on draft.
Draft, hell. l want a bottle.
You would.
Two bottles and a little information.
You know a guy by the name of David Jenkins? Comes here a lot.
-You still want your beers? -Yes, ma'am.
[lNAUDlBLE DlALOGUE]
Thank уou.
The preacher wants to talk to you.
The preacher?
Now.
I never saу no to a man of the cloth.
Briar.
-This fella wants us to follow him. -Not me!
Look out!
You sons of--
GATES: Uh-- Heh-heh.
You won't believe this, but we don't want trouble.
All we wanna know is where to find David Jenkins.
Who is it wants to know?
Truman and Briar Gates, Gerald Gates' brothers.
You've come to the wrong place.
No, theу didn't.
MAN: All right, now how about some music?
-Are you David Jenkins? -Yeah.
Can we talk to you outside?
[CHEERS AND APPLAUSE]
Come on.
[RUMBLlNG]
GATES: I'd like to show уou some photographs.
I can look at уour pictures, but l didn't see anything, okaу?
You know, you're just as dumb as he was.
I told him to pull over, let them take what theу wanted...
...but he wouldn't listen.
You keep pushing this thing, you'll wind up the same waу.
These are bad people. You don't mess with them.
David, you can't hide from them. Theу'll get уou.
BRlAR: Mister.
If you're the same feller that Gerald wrote me about...
...you're gonna hate yourself for a long time for not looking at these.
You recognize either of these two?
DAVlD: Yeah. Nhey were there.
-Now, were theу in the truck with him? -No.
DAVlD: And him.
-In the truck? -Yeah.
DAVlD: And him. Two in the truck.
Are you sure?
DAVlD: Yeah, l'm sure.
Man, if Gerald could see the two of you....
Stay up.
I say we go to the vending company now...
...and get them while theу're not expeсting it.
This ain't Kentucky, Briar.
And the deal was if we found them, we let the cops deal with them.
And right now, we're only halfwaу there.
How's it feel?
A little bit like I was hit head-on bу a coal truck. Heh.
Heу, remember the time...
...I took Bettу Jean to the movies and you thought she was your girl?
-She was, damn it. -Bullshit.
And we duked it out until 3 in the morning.
Yeah.
-That was a bad one, all right. -Yeah.
Betty Jean. Man, you should see her today.
A real sсuzzbucket.
-No shit? -Yeah.
[BONH LAUGH]
Hard to believe we had a fight over the likes of her.
We had some doozies.
[BONH LAUGHlNG]
-Yeah, we made a mean pair too. -Yeah.
It weren't the same after you left.
I'm gonna be a father, Briar.
-No kidding? -No kidding.
[BONH LAUGHlNG]
A kid? Goddamn.
-A little nephew, huh? -Uncle Briar.
Uncle Briar. Yeah.
[BRIAR AND JESSIE SPEAKING lNDlSNINCNLY]
I appreciate уou letting me stay here tonight.
I have to tell уou, I think what you're doing is wrong.
You're welcome to stay as long as you're in town, just like Gerald...
...but this is my home...
...and my family. And anything you do that threatens that...
...is gonna make you unwelсome here. Okay?
Good night.
[VlOLIN PLAYlNG]
[DOOR CLOSES]
Truman?
Where is he? l told him to wake me early.
I'm sorry. l'll be right back, okay?
-Where is he, Jessie? -He's at work.
Oh. Nhe hell he is. He went after those sons of bitches without me.
Without you? Went after who? What are you talking about?
Last night we found out who killed Gerald. Didn't he tell you?
We made a deal. I help him find the killers...
...he keeps me with him till we catch them.
But he lied to me.
He planned to get them by himself the whole time.
-Heу, Julie. -Good morning, Mr. lsabella.
-Have fun. -Hi.
Could I get some сoffee? Thanks.
Good morning.
How's this for a headline?
"Chicago Mobster's Son Indicted for Murder."
Don't worry, Lawrence. Nobodу's here.
-I haven't done anything illegal. -Oh, really?
Well, I had an interesting talk with a fella last night who claims different.
My man said you were in the back of the truck when my brother was killed.
-That's good. -Enjoy.
Why not bring him in if he saw everything?
Oh, I will. Unfortunatelу for you, it's enough to put you awaу for murder.
Even if you were just standing around in there.
-That's the law. -That's....
I don't want you, Lawrence. You know who I want.
I want the man who pulled the trigger. I want the man уou saw do it.
No. No.
[WOMAN TALKING INDlSNlNCNLY OVER PHONE]
-He doesn't have the money. -I don't care.
Irene, he doesn't have the moneу. Look, lrene--
I gotta call you back. Lawrence? Yo.
What's the matter? You look like shit.
Heу, talk to me. Think of me as уour brother.
Perfeсt. Nhat's all for today.
[CLEARS NHROAN]
I'll see you next week. All right?
[DOOR OPENS]
JOEY: Heу, Jessie.
Aah!
[GAGS]
[GROANS]
[BREATHING HEAVlLY]
[PHONE RINGS]
Gates.
[JESSlE SOBBlNG OVER PHONE]
Jessie? Jessie, what's wrong, honey?
Somebody threw red paint in my face.
Nheу knew my name...
...and theу were waiting for me.
Stay inside, I'll be right there.
-I can't get it out of my eyes. -Just stay there.
Listen to me, Jessie--
Relax, Lawrence. Everything's taken care of.
Well, what if it doesn't work?
Well, that's what we're gonna go сheck on right now.
See, your father taught me something early on:
Don't leave anything to chance.
JOEY: Rhino.
Bring me the hillbillу's shotgun.
[ENGlNE SNARNS]
[TlRES SCREECHlNG]
Jessie?
[COCKS GUN]
Jessie?
[WATER RUNNlNG]
Jessie?
[JESSlE SOBBlNG]
Jessie?
[YELPS]
[SOBBlNG]
What are you doing? Stop it! Okay?
-Listen to me. -You lied to me.
-I didn't lie to you, Jessie. -You didn't tell me everything.
-Come here. Come here, baby. -What's going on?
-Come here. Come here. -What's going on?
I'm gonna get you out of here.
Briar, I tried to stop them but there was nothing I could do.
-Shit! -Who are they?
HAROLD: What's going on?
I left it like they left it. I haven't touched a thing.
Honest.
-When'd they find them? -Last night.
-You got a gun? -Me? Hell, no.
I'd shoot somebody.
You сome to paу me?
-I'll give you $1 00 for your gun. -I'll take the $1 00. Down payment.
-I'm in a hurry. -Look...
...this is a peaсeful bar. We don't need you or guns to keep order around here.
-Say what? -You heard me.
[GRUNTING]
Your gun, Jaсk.
[SCREAMS]
[MUFFLED] Come on. Will you take it easy?
I'll show you where the fucking--
Where? Open уour fucking mouth! Where?
MAN 1 : A beer?
I'll get уou one.
MAN 2: Yeah, fill me up, would уou, buddy? MAN 1 : Yup.
There уou go.
You have a good daу now, you hear?
GATES: Nwo-three-four-two.
Two-three-four-two.
DlSPATCHER: All units stand be. Go ahead, 2342.
Yeah, request a mobile relay with car 5675.
[RADlO SQUAWKING]
[HORN BLARlNG]
DlSPATCHER: Fiftу-six, 75, Code 1 .
Go ahead, 5675.
Five-six-seven-five, this is Antonelli. Truman, l've been trying to reach you.
Tonу, did уou get Lawrence lsabella?
TONY: Did I get him? Yeah, I got him.
Somebody whacked him.
After they tortured him.
GATES: Who did it?
I think it was your brother.
[SOBBlNG]
He never had a chanсe.
Theу ambushed him.
By the time I got back, theу were gone.
We found the gun.
These people are animals. Theу don't give a fuck about anybody.
PappaJohn...
...just give me the chanсe to take care of it, please.
For Lawrence's sake.
John, l just heard.
-I made some calls. -Who did it, Frank?
We only know he was killed with a 1 2-gauge shotgun at close range.
If this is the hillbilly's gun, give it to the police.
With it, theу can close the case. Theу have a suspect.
No!
You, Joey. You kill them. You kill them.
You kill them, Joey.
Harold? Harold.
You missed him, Nruman. He stormed out of here about an hour ago.
[SlREN WAlLlNG]
Requesting backup, Lake Michigan Vending.
Sangiman and Hubbard.
You got that? Sangiman and Hubbard.
[DISPATCHER SPEAKING lNDlSNINCNLY]
Briar.
Lawrence, уou little prick. This wasn't suсh a bad idea after all.
[WOMAN GlGGLlNG]
WOMAN: Boss.... JOEY: Come here.
l wanna show eou something. I got a present.
Jesus Christ.
[SNAPS FlNGERS]
We got him.
Aah!
[GRUNTS]
-Aah! Fuck. -Sleepу time, Gates.
[SlREN APPROACHlNG]
Come on, Joey, the cops are here. Come on!
DlSPATCHER: One-three-L-22, stand by.
Briar!
Aah!
[SlREN WAlLlNG]
Briar?
Ohh....
I should have waited for you.
We could have whupped them together.
Briar.
I'm at the Lake Michigan Vending Company...
...which earlier tonight was the scene of three deaths.
Truman. Look...
...theу got breaking and entering, assault with a deadly weapon, murder.
It was a setup, Tony.
I know it was a setup! You know it was a setup!
Rosselini knows it was a setup! But just knowing...
...doesn't сhange anything.
Yeah, it does.
Heу, Harold, check out Channel 3.
Durglarizing the premises, an unidentified man killed two compane emploeees...
...before being cut down by securite guards.
John Isabella, reputedly well-connected to members of Chicago organized crime...
...recently acquired the compane...
...after an employee of the former owners of Northside Vending was murdered.
[PHONE RINGlNG]
Hollis Gates.
HAROLD: My name is Harold, from the Wooden Nickel.
Anyway, I'm a friend of Briar Gates.
He asked me to call you in the case that something happened to him.
Well, he was shot last night. I got his things here.
-l'm at Droadwae and Wilson. -I appreciate it, friend.
Ah. Rosie. Rosie, we're going on a trip.
Yes, my love. Yes, my love.
[lNDISTlNCT CHATNER]
I got room for a couple with me.
Hell, no.
[GAME PLAYING ON TV]
-Howdy, Truman. -Harold.
I got all his stuff here for уou.
I'm sorry.
What are you gonna do?
-I figured l'd do a little hunting. -Where?
The cemetery.
Joey likes to brag.
And I wanna hear him brag.
[PEOPLE SOBBlNG]
Paulie.
Mm.
Ahem.
So then he starts begging.
I had to laugh. "Please, Joey, please."
Finally I just said "fuck it" and shot him.
[LAUGHS]
You know, boys, I'm gonna miss this part of the job.
[ALL LAUGHING]
[CLUCKING]
MAN: Come here, Leo.
[GRUNTS]
[SCREAMS]
[CROWD GASPS]
PAULlE: Holy shit! Leo!
Are you okay? What the fuck happened?
It was Gates.
He wants you to meet him.
[GLASS SHATNERS]
That hurt.
Anywhere he wants!
Any fucking place he wants!
[lNDISTlNCT CHATNER]
Frank.
About Joey.
He's been bragging.
Right. Nell PappaJohn--
I don't like this, Joey.
What's the matter, Leo?
Didn't you ever play in a сemetery when you were a kid?
Relax. l don't plan to be here all night.
Heу.
Frank, go down the end there, turn right...
...park the car, сome back towards me. Okay?
Okay, Joey.
MAN: You Harold?
[HORNS HONKlNG]
Theу love you.
This is it, Joey. At the veiled lady.
Rhino, go over there.
Leo. Paulie.
Go find Rhino. Stiсk with him. You guys, over there, trees.
Okay, Gates! I'm here!
Yo, Gates, l thought you were the smart one!
But l guess you gotta make the same mistake as your brothers.
GATES: It's уour mistake, Rosselini.
When уou set up my brother, you forgot to kill me.
That's why l'm here.
[GUNFlRE CONTlNUES]
He's gone.
-I could swear l hit him! -Where the fuck did he go?
Ooh!
[GRUNTING]
Fuck! A fucking arrow.
[BULLETS PlNGING]
JOEY: The son of a bitch wants a war? We'll give him a war!
Yo.
[GRUNTS]
Damn!
[SlREN APPROACHlNG]
[GRUNTS]
Spread out. Find him.
[PANTlNG]
Time to pack it in, redneck.
[EХHALES SHARPLY]
[HISSlNG, HOWLlNG]
What the fuck is that?
[WHlSTLlNG]
[LOUDER HOWLlNG]
[WHlSTLES]
What the fuck are we waiting for? Let's nail him and get out of here.
Heу, if you're so fucking brave, whу don't уou go get him yourself?
Piece of сake.
[GUN COCKS]
[GRUNTING]
[SCREECHING]
[HOWLlNG]
[YELPS]
[GUNSHOTS]
Boy, l'm glad to see you guуs.
[HOWLlNG]
Just tell us where you want us, Truman.
[GROWLlNG, HOWLING CONTINUES]
[SCREAMS, GRUNTING]
Go get him, boy. Go on! Go get him, dogs!
[DOGS BARKlNG]
[PANTlNG]
Aah!
[SNAKES RATTLlNG]
[CHUCKLlNG]
[RATTLlNG]
Fuck! Aaaah!
[DOGS BARKlNG]
Good dog. Good dog. Okaу.
Okay, уou found me, now go away. Go awaу.
[WHlSTLlNG]
[HOONING, HOWLlNG]
[WHlSTLlNG]
[SQUEAKlNG]
[SCREECHING]
[SCREAMS]
[BONH GRUNTlNG]
Get up. Get up.
[GRUNTING, BLOWS LANDING]
Aaah!
[GAGGlNG]
You don't have a prayer!
ISABELLA: Gates!
Let him go.
It's too late, Isabella.
It's never too late.
Truman.
[GUN COCKS]
[JOEY GAGGlNG]
Time to end it.
Move awaу, Joey.
[COCKS GUN]
PappaJohn.
-What are you doing? -This is for killing mу son.
Oh!
I believe this was your brother's.
-It is over between our families, no? -Yes.
GATES: It's done.
Don't ever sсare me like that again.
What about Briar?
[WHlSPERS] Oh, God.
-I'm so sorry. -You're my family, Jessie.
You and the baby.
Come on.
[English - US - SDH]