which one is "true blue?"
look, asshole, i didn't say i ain't heard of it. all i asked was how does it go? excuse me for not being the world's biggest madonna fan.
you said "true blue" was about a nice girl who finds a sensitive fella. but "like a virgin" was a metaphor for big dicks.
--it is that too--
they work harder than the kids at mcdonald's.
he's convinced me. give me my dollar back.
mr. white.
he don't tip.
he don't believe in it.
nope.
all this blood is scaring the shit outta me. i'm gonna die, i know it.
no, i'm not!
i'm okay.
joe.
don't leave me!
larry, i'm so scared, would you please hold me.
look, i don't wanna be a fly in the ointment, but if help doesn't come soon, i gotta see a doctor. i don't give a fuck about jail, i just don't wanna die.
i wasn't born yesterday. i'm hurt, and i'm hurt bad.
hey, bless your heart for what you're trying to do. i was panicking for a moment, but i've got my senses back now. the situation is, i'm shot in the belly. and without medical attention, i'm gonna die.
fuck jail! i don't give a shit about jail. but i can't die. you don't have to take me in. just drive me up to the front, drop me on the sidewalk. i'll take care of myself. i won't tell them anything. i swear to fucking god, i won't tell 'em anything. look in my eyes, look right in my eyes. i-won't-tell-them-anything. you'll be safe.
i'm going to die! i need a doctor! i'm begging you, take me to a doctor.
take me to a doctor, take me to a doctor, please.
what's your name?
jeffrey what?
listen to me, jeffrey andrews. i'm a cop.
you do?
freddy newendyke.
shit. i don't remember that at all.
i don't know what to tell you jeffrey.
jeffrey, i need you to hold on. there's officers positioned and waiting to move in a block away.
and i'm dying. they don't know that. all they know is they're not to make a move until joe cabot shows up. i was sent undercover to get cabot. you heard 'em, they said he's on his way. don't pussy out on me now, jeffrey. we're just gonna sit here and bleed until joe cabot sticks his fuckin head through that door.
blonde went crazy. he slashed the cop's face, cut off his ear and was gonna burn him alive.
look, eddie, he was pullin a burn. he was gonna kill the cop and me. and when you guys walked through the door, he was gonna blow you to hell and make off with the diamonds.
you could've asked the cop, if you didn't just kill him. he talked about what he was going to do when he was slicing him up.
eddie, you can believe me or not believe me, but it's the truth. i swear on my mother's eternal soul that's what happened.
okay, you're right, i'm lying. even though i'm fuckin dyin i'm not above pullin a fast one. get rid of blonde, we share his split - no, scratch that, i shot him 'cause i didn't like his hair style. i didn't like his shoes either. if it has just been his hair, i'd've maybe, maybe i said, let him live. but hair and footwear together, he's a goner.
i don't have the slightest fuckin idea what you're talkin about.
i'm a cop.
i'm sorry, i'm so sorry.