billy, how are you?
hey, billy. watch the suit.
don't go busting my balls. okay?
no more shines, billy.
i don't give a shit. that guy's got no right.
he's insulting me. rat bastard. he's never been any fuckin' good.
keep him here. i'm going for a bag.
i didn't want to get blood on your floor.
there's a shovel at my mother's.
sshhh. you'll wake 'er up.
jesus christ! miserable bastard!
can you believe this no-good fuck? the prick! he's still alive.
rat bastard. no-good, low-life fuck.
it's okay. put it on the tab.
you sonofabitch fuck. are you calling me a deadbeat? the money i spent here? embarrassing me in front of my friends. you miserable fuck. can you believe this bastard? ungrateful fuck! i oughta break your fucking legs!
you gotta help me. okay? this girl i told you about? diana? she's from the five towns. she's jewish. she won't go out with me alone. can you believe this shit? she's fucking prejudiced, but she's built. she's never been out with an italian before. she says she'll only go out on a double date with her girlfriend. you believe this shit? but you gotta see her. i mean, she's beautiful.
is it my fault she won't go out without her girlfriend? for chrissake. come on. you don't even have to stay. jeesuz! what's the big deal?
i swear you don't have to do nothing. you just show up and then leave. what do you think, i want you around? all i need is for you to get me started.
isn't she great? isn't this great? let's do it tomorrow night? okay?
smashing shovel into soft, bloodied matress cover in the trunk of the car.
what are you talking about?
spider. c'mon, get me a seven and seven.
spider, what did i say? did i say i was dying over here? come on. move it. don't walk, dance. did you ever see in the cowboy movies where they make them dance? did you see the oklahoma kid, the only cowboy movie cagney ever made? come on, dance, you varmit.
yahooo.
no, no. it's okay.
no. it's okay. just watch this. watch it.
hey! look at this. fred astaira, back from the wars. can you believe this guy? that bandage. it's bigger than his foot.
spider. you're so full of shit. even with that foot, i bet you can dance.
come on. spider. come on. let's see you dance.
say hello to jimmy.
who's buying?
hey! stacks! come on! open the door! wake up!
come on! come on! we got some coffee.
put on a pot.
firing three silent shots into the back of stacks' head.
) come on. don't worry so fucking much. things are beautiful. didn't you tell him?