Sin City Script - Dialogue Transcript

Sin City Script

She shivers in the wind like the last leaf on a dying tree



I let her hear my footsteps



She only goes stiff for a moment



Care for a smoke?



Sure. I'll take one



Are you as bored by that crowd as I am?



I didn't come here for the party



I came here for you



I've watched you for days



You're everything a man could ever want



It's just not your face



Your... figure



Or your voice



It's your eyes



All the things I see in your eyes



What is it you see in my eyes?



I see a crazy calm



You're sick of running



You're ready to face what you have to face



But you don't want to face it alone



No



I don't want to face it alone



The wind rises electric



She's soft and warm and almost weightless



Her perfume is sweet promise that brings tears to my eyes



I tell her that everything will be alright



That I'll save her from whatever she's scared of and take her far far away



I tell her... I love her



The silencer makes a whisper of the gunshot



I hold her close until she's gone



I'll never know what she's running from



I'll cash her check in the morning



Just  hour to go. My last day on the job



Early retirement. Not my idea



Doctor's orders. Heart condition



"Angina", he calls it



I'm polishing my badge and getting myself used to the idea of saying "Goodbye" to it



It and the  years of protecting and serving and tears and...



blood and terror, triumph that represents



I'm thinking of Aileen's slow smile



about the thick fat steak she picked up at the butcher's today



I'm thinking about the one loose end I haven't tied up



A young girl who's out there somewhere



helpless in the hands of a drooling lunatic



Damnit, Hartigan



I won't let you do this, you're going to get yourself killed



You're going to get us both killed



I won't let you. I'm warning you



Let go of my coat, Bob



You're draggin me down with you. I'm your partner



They can kill me too. I ain't putting up with that



I'm getting on the horn and calling for backup



Sure, Bob. We'll just wait



Sit on our ass while that sick Rourk brat gets his sick thrills with victim number 



Victim number 



Nancy Callahan, age 



And she'll be raped and slashed to ribbons



and that backup that we're waiting on



will just so happen to show up just late enough



for Rourk to get back to his U.S. Senator daddy



Take a deep breath, Hartigan



Settle down and think straight



You're pushing  and you got a bum ticker



You ain't saving anyone



Got a great attitude, Bob



Real credit to the force, you are



Aileen's home waiting for you. Think about Aileen



Heck, Bob



Maybe you are right



I'm glad to hear you're finally talking sense



Hell of way to end a partnership



Hell of a way to start my retirement



Nancy Callahan, age 



For all I know, she's dead already



You've been a very good, Nancy



You've been very quiet



Don't be scared



We're going to be taking you home really soon



But first, we're going to introduce you to somebody



He's a very nice man



Half way to the warehouse where Weevil said they took her and it hits



Wicked spot of indegestion



At least that's what I pray it is



I seek only the most lighthearted and momentary degression



The briefest indulgement in automotive pleasure



...for cheap thrills. Such shortlived durability, Mr. Shlubb



You would risk engendering an ill will on the part of our employers



Burt Shlubb and Douglass Klump



 any-job-there-is thugs with dellusions of eloquance



This Jaguar you so pinheadedly covet



temporarily remanded to our customer, though it may be



remains the property of the son of Senator Rourk



Got to keep this quiet



Take them down fast



A single dent, the mearest scratch, thereupon on the before



mentioned consequences of which I so recently made mention



shall surely be afford us



Catch your breath. Give your heart time to slow down



But it won't slow down



Get over it



She needs you



We're all done here, Benny



Let's give them some time together



Give them some privacy



Be with you in a minute, Lenny



I'm just making sure they get along really well



What kind of beast couldn't get along with a precious little girl like this



You must be awfully scared now



But you got nothing to be scared of



All we're going to do is have a nice little talk



That's all. Just a nice talk, just you and me



Don't you cry now



Doctor said it'd be like this



Just take the pill he gave you



No need to play it quiet. Not anymore



Breath steady old man. Prove you're not completely useless



What the hell. Go out with a bang



He likes to hear them scream



I've seen his victims and their twisted little faces



all wide-mouthed and bug-eyed



frozen in their last horrible moment of living



No screams. Either I'm just in time or I'm way too late



It's nothing. Barely a flesh wound



On your feet, old man



Rourk



Give it up



Let the girl go



You can't do a goddamn thing to me, Hartigan



You know who I am



You know who my father is



You can't touch me, you piece-of-shit cop



Look at you. You can't even lift that cannon you're carrying



Sure I can



Cover your eyes, Nancy



I don't want you watching this



I mean it baby. Cover your eyes right now



I take his weapons away



Both of them



Hell of a way to end a partnership



For God's sakes, don't make it any worse



Don't make me kill you



I'm doing fine, Bob



Never better



Ready to kick your ass



Keep it talking



By time, just a few more minutes. Just until backup gets here



Sit down and stay down



I'll kill you if I have to



Keep his mind off the girl



Skinny little Nancy



Can't kill her once the backup gets here



Run home, Nancy. Run for your life



Hey. Don't listen to him, he's a crazy man



A tough man you are, huh?



You stay right where you're at



You shoot your partner in the back



then you try to scare a little girl



Later, I'll pull my spare rod. Plug you a couple times. Show you how it's done



We could've worked something out, but you've blown that



Sit down or I'll blast you in half



You're so slow, you'll never stop me



Sit down



You'll never be able to stop me



I finally sit down, just like you told me to



The sirens are close now. She'll be safe



Things go dark. I don't mind much



Getting sleepy. It's OK



She'll be safe



An old man dies. Little girl lives



Fair trade



THE HARD GOOD-BYE



The night is hot as hell



It's a lousy room in a lousy part of a lousy town



I'm staring at a goddess



She's telling me she wants me



I'm not going to waste one more second wondering how I've gotten so lucky



I want you



She smells like angels ought to smell



The perfect woman



The goddess



I need you



Goldie



She says her name is Goldie



 hours later and my head's feeling several sizes too big



and that cold thing happens to my stomach



and I realize Goldie is dead



Not a mark on her



You'd have to check her pulse to notice those perfect breasts



of hers aren't moving like they would if she was breathing



She was murdered and I was right here when it happened



Lying next to her



stone drunk, just like she was



Damnit Goldie. Who are you and who wanted you dead?



Who are you besides an angel of mercy giving a -time loser like me the night of his life



It sure wasn't my looks



So why the sleazy salloon



Why the kindest Goldie



The cops



They're telling me too much



Showing up before anybody but me and the killer could know there's been a murder



Somebody paid good money for this frame



No reason at all to play it quiet



No reason to play it any way but my way



Whoever killed you is going to pay, Goldie



Open up. Police



I'll be right out



I don't know why you died, Goldie



I don't know why and I don't know how. I never even met you before tonight



But you were a friend and more when I needed one



And when I found out who did it



it won't be quick and quiet like it was with you



It'll be loud and nasty. My kind of kill



And when his eyes go dead, the Hell I send him to will seem like Heaven after what I've done to him



I love you Goldie



Claire?



Don't worry, Lucille. I was just grazed



Got any beers around this place?



No way I'm giving you any alcohol



Besides, it's not what you came here for anyway, is it



No



Go ahead. It work's without them



Thanks. You're the best



Lucille's my parole officer. She's a dyke, but God knows why



With that body of her's, she could have any man she wants



The pills come from a girlfriend who's a shrink



She tried to analyze me once, but she got too scared



Haven't seen you like this in awhile



Had a fight with some cops



Didn't happen to kill any of them, did you?



Not that I know of



But they know they've been in a fight, that's for damn sure



How the hell do you suppose I'm going to square this with the board



There ain't no squaring it, not this time



This isn't some bar room brawl



or some creep with a gas can trying to torch someone



Hey hey, this is big



Settle down, Marv. Take another pill



Hey, there isn't no settling down



This is blood for blood and by the gallons



This is the old day, and the bad days, the all or nothing days. They're back



There's no choices left



And I'm ready for war



Prison was hell for you Marv. It's going to be life this time



How's waking up every goddamn day and not even knowing why you're here



But I'm out now



It took somebody who was kind to me. Getting killed to do it



But I'm out



I know exactly what I got to do



So you were scared, weren't you Goldie



Somebody wanted you dead and you knew it



So you hit the salloons, the bad places



Looking for the biggest meanest lug around, and finding me



Well I'm going to find that son of a bitch that killed you



and I'm going to give him the hard good-bye



Walk down the right back alley in sin city



and you can find anything



That coat looks like ???



serves your face



Take off



He's new here, Marv. He didn't know



Katie's my kind of joint



Nancy's just getting started with her gig, but already the crowd's breathing hard



Plenty of nights I've drooled over Nancy



shoulder to shoulder with all the other losers like me



But that's not what I'm looking for tonight



What'll it be, Marv?



A shot and a brew, Shellie, and keep it coming



Sure, honey. You take it slow now



Most people think Marv is crazy



He just had the rotten luck of being born in the wrong century



He'd be right at home on some ancient battlefield, swinging an axe into somebody's face



Or in a Roman arena taking a sword to other Gladiators like him



They'd have tossed him girls like Nancy back then



Show's over, dickwad



Drink up



Now that's one fine-looking coat you're wearing there



You're killing days are over, you over-the-hill do-gooder son of a bitch



I love hitmen. No matter what you do to them, you don't feel bad



Take it off



What?



Fine coat like that, and you're bleeding all over it



Alright, it's all yours



Who was it you loosers who killed Goldie?



The guy who did that ... he knew what he was doing



So tell me, man, who sent you?



I don't hear you giving me any names



So I guess when I shot you in the belly, I aimed a little too high



You keep holding out on me like this, and I'm going to have to get really nasty



It's Telly. Telly Stern... passed me the order



He runs the tables over at the Triple Ace Club



Thanks again



Now the damnedest thing happens



For a second I smell the angel's smell that belonged to my Goldie



Just need my medicing is all



Bastard



You're going to pay for what you did to me



You like talking, Louie? How many got paid off for the frame, Louie?



How many for the kill?



It was Connely. He set me up



He'll never talk



I don't know about you, but I'm having a ball



Connely talks. They all talk



And what have been your sins, my son?



Well, Padre. I don't want to keep you up all night, so I'll just fill you in on the latest batch



These here hands of mine, they got blood all over them



You're speaking... figuratively



I need to find something out, I just go out and



look for somebody that knows more than me and I go and I ask them



Sometimes, I ask pretty hard



That way, for instance, in fact, I killed  men tonight



totured them first



you might say I've been working my way up the food chain



First  are minnows, small time messengers



But it was Connely. They money man who fingered you, Padre



Dear Lord, Marv. This is a House of God



Just give me a damn name



Roark



You really are pushing your luck, Padre, feeding me garbage like that



It can't be that big



There's a farm out North Cross and Lennox



It's all there



Find out for yourself. While you're at it, ask yourself...



If that corpse of a slut is worth dying for



Worth dying for. Worth killing for. Worth going to hell for



Amen



These keys say the Padre drove a Mercedes



Or at least that's what they're passing off as a Mercedes these days



Modern cars. They all look like electric shavers



Goldie



Goldie



That couldn't be Goldie



It's my own fault, and nobody elses, that I got confused



I've been having so much fun I forgot to take my medicine



That wasn't Goldie back there. Goldie's dead



And that's the whole reason I've been doing what I've been doing



When you got a condition, it's bad to forget your medicine



The cold thing, it creeps into my gut and tells me one more time it won't let go



This is a bad place, this farm. People have died here



The wrong way



I don't want to fight, pooch



I got no gripe with you



Easy boy



No way I was going to use my gun on you, buddy



It's whoever owns you, I'm curious about



Because there's blood on your breath, and I think I know what kind



So I sniff around to see what's burried



Here we go



Impossible. Nobody can sneak up on me



I go blind. Not a sound. Nobody's that quiet



Nobody except the one who snuck in that hotel room  nights ago



It was you, you bastard. You killed her. You killed Goldie. It was...



I blew it, Goldie. I found your killer, but he was better than me



Too quiet. Too quick. A killer born



Why didn't he finish the job?



He keeps the heads



He eats the rest



Lucille?



It's not just that wolf of his



The wolfs just get scraps



Bones. It's him



He eats... people



He cooks them like they were steaks



Let's get you warm



Just like they were steaks



Now he's got both of us



It's alright. Take a nice slow breath



Just look at the heads on the wall



Heads on the wall. The heads on the...



Son of a bitch. He kept smiling that damn smile



made me watch him... suck the meat off my fingers



He made me watch. He made me watch!



Christ, I could use a cigarette



Dames. Sometimes all they got to do is let it out



and a few buckets later, there's no way you'd know



You brought us some big trouble this time, Marv



Whoever's behind this little thing, has his connections right in the department



Any leads?



Whoever it is, he knew I was checking out that hooker almost before I did



What hooker?



The one you've been obsessing over. The dead one. Goldie



I didn't know she was a hooker



It doesn't make any difference about anything



But I didn't know that



She was high class stuff



She must've shown you quite a time



Wait. There's a car coming



Kevin



All I've got is a face... and a name



I'll see you later, Kevin



Let's go



They've done checking the house. They're coming this way



Bastards, I'll show them



You're not going to get any of us killed, Marv



No, don't shoot. Please, listen to me. I'm his parole officer



He's unconscious and unarmed. So there's no need to kill him



Captain. The target. There's no sign of him



Here's a sign



That there is one damn fine coat you're wearing



I keep coming back to that cop I just killed and what he told me



I was pretty steamed about what he'd done to Lucille



So I took my time with that son of a bitch



It wasn't until I showed him all those pieces of himself that he said... just a name



Patrick Henry Roark. Man of the cloth



He could've become President, but he chose to serve God



And along the way, he just happen to become the most powerful man of the State



He's brought down mayors and governors like they were nothing



He even made his rotten brother a U.S. Senator without breaking a sweat



And here he's going to get killed in the name of a dead hooker



I'm getting used to the idea. More and more, I'm liking the sound of it



Then it hits me like a kick in the nuts



What if I'm wrong?



I've got a condition



I get confused sometimes



And with Lucille dead, I can't get my medicine



What if I've imagined all of this



What if finally turn into what they've always said I was going to turn into



A maniac



A psychokiller



Can't kill a man without knowing for sure you ought to



I've got to know for sure



The merchandise is on display, by the time I make my way to Old Town



For an hour or so, I ask around about Goldie



I don't get any answers, but I know I'm bound to



Lucille said Goldie was a hooker



And if she was, she has roots here. Friends, maybe even family



You can't be Goldie. Goldie's dead



Goldie. Yeah, sure, right.



I haven't eaten anything or taken my medicine for days now



No wonder I'm seeing things



Bastard



He's crazy



Hit him again, Wendy... harder



Wait a minute. Why did she call you Wendie?



Because that's my name, you ape



Goldie was my sister



My twin sister



I guess she was the nice one



Goldie and the other . Where are they? What did you do to them?



You crazy goddamn broad. Just take a look at this mug.



Would any of you dames let me get close enough to you to kill you?



None of you would. But Goldie...



And only she did because she thought I could protect her



And I'll bet those cops didn't do a damn thing about those other girls tonight



But as soon as they hit me for a fall guy, they showed up, guns blazing



But they didn't get me



And I've been killing my way to the truth ever since



So go ahead doll... shoot me now. Or get the hell out my way



Nuts



OK, I better be getting all that sorted out



What the hell?



I tied those knots. That's my specialty



You sat there and took it, when you could've taken my gun away from me anytime you wanted to



Well, sure. I thought I might be able to talk some sense into you



And I probably would've had to paste you one



And I don't hurt girls



We need a pair of handcuffs



What style you want? I got a collection



Just give him the ones you got with you, Gail



It was a farmboy named Kevin who killed Goldie



But it was Cardinal Roark who was behind him and I don't know why



I know that sounds crazy



No it doesn't



Goldie worked the Clergy



Just like that, a whopper of a puzzle piece falls smack in my lap



I'm too dumb to put the whole picture together yet, but...



she fires up  cigarettes and hands me one and i taste her lipstick on it



and suddenly my heart's pounding so loud I can't hear anything else



I wanna reach over and touch her and taste Goldie's sweat  more time



but she isn't Goldie



Yeah, yeah, this'll do



I'm also going to be needing a dozen -foot lengths of



This rubber tubing



And a spool of razor wire



A pair of those special gloves that'll... let me handle the wire



Beefing up the old home security, huh?



You bet your ass



She was my sister



So I'm in this one to the end



But why are you willing to go up against Roark for someone you barely know



She was nice to me. Gave me something I didn't even know existed



I wasn't never even able to... buy a woman. Yeah, the way I look



I take my mind off her and I crawl back inside myself



It's almost killing time, and I better get sharp



I check the list



Rubber tubing



Gas



Saw



Gloves



Cuffs



Razor wire



Hatchet



Gladys



And my mits



We're close enough. Pull over



Yes, Marv



Keep the engine running



If I'm not back in  minutes, you get the hell out of here. Don't look back



Kill him for me, Marv



Kill him good



I won't let you down



Heading downstairs to the kitchen. Getting himself a midnight snack



And I can guess what kind



Come on, you son of a bitch



Damn, he's slick



Is that the best you can do, creep?



That's right. Get personal, get close. I can take it



I got you, you little bastard. Let's see you hop around now



I try to slow my heart down and breath the fire out of my lungs



My muscles make me a  promises of pain to come



Let me do it, Marv



She was my sister, let me finish him



You wasn't supposed to come down here, Wendy



Oh, but I wanted to ki...



I'm sorry kid, but I haven't even started with this creep



and I don't want you watching the rest



it'll give you nightmares



God, I got to tell you, I'm good and bushed



It's not that fight of our that did me in either



It's all that sawing and tying



It's not as easy as it looks



It could've been a real mess around here if I didn't have that tubing for... turniquettes



I got to admit... there was a spurt or 



You get the scent in the air. To get that friend of yours to come running



Well, what do you know. Look who's here



Here he comes



That's a good dog



He doesn't scream. Not even when the mutt's had its fill



and Kevin's guts are lying all over the place



but somehow the bastard is still alive, still staring at me



Not even when I grab the saw and finish the job



He never screams



I put in a call to Katie's and ask Nancy to get her clothes on and meet me at her place



She say's "Yes" like always



Hey, Nancy. You got any beers?



Sure, Marv. Who's the babe?



There isn't much of anything Nancy wouldn't do for me



not since a year back when her frat boy roughed her up and I straightened him out but good



it really gets my goat when guys rough up dames



So what do you want me to do with her?



Well, your best bet is... drive her all the way up to Sacred Oaks



What about you? Are you leaving town?



Hell no. I like it here



I hotwire a parked cab and stay under the speed limit so as not to get any attention



My head starts to clear, and things start to make sense



I owe you, Goldie. I owe you  and I'm going to pay up



So going after Roark means dying, win, or lose?



Hell, I'll die laughing if I know I've done this one thing right



Quiet as a grave out here. No sign of target



Alright, keep a lookout



Kevin?



What's left of him, anyways



The dog ate the rest



Oh, my God



You monster



You... demon



Don't scream of I'll plug you



He had the voice... of an angel



Yet he spoke only to me



And he's dead now because of  stupid whore



It's not a real good idea for you to talk about Goldie that way... while I'm around



When he came to me



He was a tormented boy



Tormented by guilt



I tried to council him



But the eating. It filled him with white light



tearful, he swore to me that he felt the touch of God almighty



What the hell do you know?



I know it's pretty damn weird to eat people



He didn't just eat their bodies. He ate their souls



And I joined in



They were all whores



Nobody cared for them



Nobody'd miss them



And then your... Goldie almost ruined everything



She stayed in public places. And then with you...



You were so convenient. You'd broken man's jaw that very night



Who would believe a thug like you?



Kevin killed her



I ordered the police in for you. But you wouldn't be caught



You wouldn't stop. And now he's dead and you're here too



Eliminate me



Will that give you satisfaction, my son?



Killing a helpless, old fart



The killing, no. No satisfaction



Everything up until the killing... will be a gas



Kevin. We're going home



You could scream now if you want to



It's beautiful, Goldie. It's just like I promised, only better



And when his eyes go dead, the Hell I send him to must seem like Heaven after what I've done to him



Freeze! Oh my God



Jerks. They should've shot me in the head, and enough times to make sure



It's so stupid. Everybody knows what's coming



but they go through the motions anyway, what a waste of time



Month's fall off the calandar while I breath and eat through tubes



Night after night I wait for someone to come and finish me off



After awhile I realize it's not going to be so easy as that



I'm on my feet for about  minutes before the cops kick them out from under me



They don't ask me any questions



They just keep knocking the crap out of me and waving a confession in my face



and I keep spitting blood all over it and laughing at how many fresh copies they come up with



then along comes this worm assitant district attorney who turns the recorder off and says



if I don't sign their confession, they'll kill my mom



I break his arm in  places and I sign it



From then on, it's the circus everybody wants it to be



They nail me for the works. Not just the people I did kill



but even Lucille and the girls that Roark and Kevin ate



and even Goldie



the judge is all fire and brimstone when she hands down the sentence



midnight and my death are only a few hours away, when I get my first surprise in  months



My only visitor



I'm ready for anything but that scent



I got him for you good, didn't I, Goldie



I'm sorry, Wendy. I got confused again



seeing you like this



You can call me Goldie



She smells like angels ought to smell



The perfect woman. The goddess



Goldie. She says her name is Goldie



They fix fix me a pretty decent steak for my last meal



They even throw in a brew. It's the first I've had since back at Nancy's



Then they shave my head and fix me with a rubber diaper. And get to it



And it's about damn time, if you ask me



Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death



Would you get a move on, I haven't got all night



You heard the man. Hit it



That the best you can do, you pansies?



He's done



THE BIG FAT KILL



Forget it, man. You can bang on that door all night if you want to. There is no way in Hell I'm letting you in



I can't believe you're doing this to me, Shellie



Everything we've shared. It has to mean something to you



It meant plenty. Plenty of lost pay on account on how nobody wants to



flirt with a waitress whose face is all purple and swollen up with bruises



I know you're angry, baby. And I forgive you for that without you even asking me to



There's a difference between getting honked off at a guy who's generally not so bad



and... finding out that you've been sweet talked by a total jerk loser



who skips out on a wife he doesn't even tell you about every time



he gets drunk, which is way too often



especially... the kind of total jerk loser who has to beat up on a girl to make himself feel like a man



That hurts, Shellie. It's one thing for you to play hard to get



but don't go trying to cut my nuts off



I... am impossible to get. Do yourself a favor, Jackie Boy, and get help



like... a shrink. Get help and... get lost



Just open the door



Go ahead and open the door, Shellie. I'll take care of this



Just open the door. You'll see how wrong you've been about me



Oblige him, Shellie. I'm ready for him



No. If he knew that you were here with me, you don't know how bad this can get



This clown's got a big mean drunk on



And he's got  friends out there in the hall, breathing had and just as drunk as he is



I could swear I heard somebody in there with you just now



Somebody?! Jackie Boy, it's a regular African lovefest in here



- Let me know who races (???)
- I mean, I got me, I got me all  starters...



and half the bench of the Basin City Blues keeping me company



You feel like taking them on?



You are teasing me, baby. Some of my best friends...



but you are really pushing my buttons



and the whole time you've been doing me like this



I've been too polite to point out that at any time I want to



I could kick this damn door to splinters



OK, baby. You know what I can do. You know what I can do



- Alright, Jack
- ...



- Alright
- ...



Alright, alright



Troops, make yourself at home



You brought your whole pack with you?



None of these bozos got lives, they got to hang out with you



You're going to love this baby. You're going to call up some of your friends



who work in the salloon. With you and the bunch of us, we're going to



hit every joint in town. It's just going to be great



I ain't calling up nobody



That's a man's shirt, and I sure as Hell it ain't one of mine



You got somebody's slow stink all over you



You've been with another man. You've been with him tonight



He's Superman. He flew out the window just as soon as he heard you were coming



because you scared him so bad



You think I have no feelings at all



If you're going to slug me, just go ahead and get it over with, you sick bastard



There you go, lying about me again, right in front of my friends



I have never hit a woman in my life



You goddamn bastard. You goddamn coward



Baby, we're all here to have a good time



Got to take a leak



Wish you dropped by earlier, Jackie Boy. Then you could've met my boyfriend. Could've seen what a real man looks like



There you go. After my nuts again



But I forgive you. I'm a generous guy



He is generous. With temper of his, you never should've picked on him like you did



You don't have to. You don't have to worry about it



Shut up and keep your hands to yourself or I'll cut your little pecker off



I've been told



Hey, baby. I don't hear you making those calls



Answer me



Oh, I don't need this grief



Hi, I'm Shellie's new boyfriend and I'm out of my mind



You ever so much as talk to Shellie again, you even think her name, and I'll cut you in ways that'll make you useless to a woman



You're making a big mistake, man. A big mistake



Yeah? You already made a big mistake, yourself



You didn't flush



Troops. Get out of here. No questions, damnit, no questions. Now!



Dwight, what in the Devil did you do to him?



I just gave him a taste of his own medicine



I don't think he'll be bothering you again. How's your jaw?



I've been slapped around worse



Dwight? He was from awhile back



before you showed up again with that new face of yours



and... it was only because I felt sorry for him. It was only once



I've done some dumb things



Seeing as how I'm one of those dumb things, I can't give you too hard a time about that, Shellie



But this guy. He's a menace. He might kill somebody if I don't stop him



I'll call you later



No, don't go!



Shellie shouts something I can't quite make out over the racket of a passing police copter



It sounds like "Stop". But I can't be sure



It's a chance I shouldn't be taking. But I can't just go home and forget about it and let Jackie Boy and his pals have their fun



They're a pack of predators, and they're out for blood tonight



A woman's blood



Damnit, Dwight, damnit. You fool. You damn fool



I cut Caddy across the car to pick up Jackie Boy heading like a bat out of hell up the hill



I'm speeding



That's a good way to get yourself noticed



and if you're a murderer with a new face whose  fingerprint check away to the fast track to the gas chamber, like I am...



the last thing you want is to get noticed



I don't have nearly enough cash on me to bribe this cop



and even if I did, there's always the outside chance he's  of the honest ones



Do I try to talk my way out of this?



Or do I take this cop down and risk it all?



Then Jackie Boy saves me a great big streaming pile of trouble



Watch it Jack!



Cops. They're right on our ass



Not for long



Not where we're headed



My gut tightens up



Jackie Boy's leading us straight to Old Town



The cop shuts off his siren



He knows he's not the law. Not in Old Town



The ladies are the law here



Beautiful and merciless



If you got the cash and play by the rules, they'll make all your dreams come true



But if you cross them, you're a corpse



Hop in, sugar. We'll get you there



Aww, sweetheart. I work the dayshift, and it's been a long day. Besides, I don't do group jobs



Get in the car, baby. We'll just talk. It'll be nice



I don't do talk jobs, either



Baby doll, I've had me  hell of a bad day



I've been beat up every time I turn around



But then day when I get turned down by a hooker



When I got good hard earned cash to pay with



Well? There's only so much a man can take



Go try the Alamo over on Dillan Street. That's the Alamo, not the Amigo



The Amigo's a fag joint



Are you having a good time? Humiliating me like this for no damn reason at all?



That's far enough, Dwight



We've been on top of these peckerwoods since they first showed up with that cop behind them



Everything's under control. Enjoy the show



There's no use arguing with her



The ladies are their own enforcers



So how's the barmaid? You know, the one that never shuts up



Not right now, Gail



Oooh, wound up a little tight, aren't we?



That's your whole problem, Dwight



You worry too much



That and your lousy taste in women



These days, anyway



Damnit, Gail. Not right now



Those clowns, down the way. They some of the barmaids' boyfriends?



 of them thinks he is. He's out of control



I followed them here to make sure he didn't hurt any of the girls



Us helpless, little girls



All kinds of death is about to hit less than  yards ahead of us



And still it's hard to take my eyes off her



Us girls are as safe as can be, Lancelot



Those boys in that Chrystler are  mistake away



from seeing what Miho can do



And she's been aching for some practice



She guards my glance upward to the pixie perched on the roofs edge



Deadly Little Miho



You're running out of valley, cowboy



Turn around. Safe yourself and your buddies a ton of grief



You're a sassy little thing



You ain't hardly in any kind of position to be making threats



The trap is set. Locked and ready to spring



So what? They're scum. They deserve what's coming



So why this rotten feeling in my gut that something is awfully wrong?



They haven't killed anybody I don't know about



They got pretty bad at Shellie's place



but they didn't kill anybody



And they won't



Why this rotten feeling?



Something Shellie said



I can't place it



OK, OK, OK, I sounded off a little more than I should've



I'm a little edge



Over the edge



It's not a woman you need, it's a good night sleep



You couldn't handle a woman in the state you're in



She saying you don't got what it takes, Jack



You want to see it?



You want to see what I got? Huh?



I've seen all shapes, all sizes



Have you seen this one?



Get in the car



Oh, sugar. You just gone and done the dumbest thing in your whole life



Oh, God, no



This is crazy



I don't know where... for no reason at all



Go ahead... go ahead



He's got the drop on her



He's got squat



He's dead, he's just too dumb to know it



I got you... right where I want you



This is a carreer ending wound for...



There's going to be hell to pay



Watch your step, Jackie Boy



Yeesh



This isn't funny



Don't anyone laugh. I got friends you can't imagine



Everyone in here is going to (???)



Hang it up, she's just playing with you



You're only making it worse



You shut the hell up



Don't pull the trigger, she blocked the barrell. It'll backfire



I told you to shut up



Can't see



I can't see



I can't hear anything



For God sake, Miho, finish him



Yeah



Make it quick, will you



She doesn't quite chop his head off



She makes a Pez Dispenser out of him



Then it's straight to business



stretching the corpses on the alley floor and checking their pockets



digging up cash when they find it



I'm fishing around in Jackie Boy's pants. His wallet is packed



Master Card, Discover, Platinum American Express



And nearly  bucks worth of s that I'm not too proud to stuff into my own pockets



Then I find an atom bomb



Jackie Boy. You son of a bitch



There was a helicopter that kicked up such a racket I couldn't quite make out what she said



I thought Shellie said "Stop"



She said "Cop"



Detective Lieutenant Jack Rafferty



"Iron Jack", the papers call him



A goddamn hero cop



It's hell for years, the shaky truce



The cops get a slice of the profits and free entertainment when they throw a party



The girls get to administer their own brand of justice



They get to defend their own turf



If a cop blunders into the neighborhood and he's not shopping for what the girls are selling



They send him packing



But they send him back alive



That's the rules



That's the truce



The cops stay out



That keeps the girls free to keep the pimps and the mob out



Old Town will be left wide open



It'll be war



The streets will run red with blood



women's blood



The cops



The mob. Things are going to go back to the way they used to be



The hell they will



We got guns



We'll fight the cops and the and mob and anybody else who tries to move in on us



We'll go to war



Don't be stupid, Gail. You wouldn't stand a chance



Get me a car



Make sure it's a hard top with a decent engine



I'll hide the bodies



Did you forget that cop car that trailed them here?



The cops know Rafferty came here



They'll check the river, they'll check the sewer



They'll find him and come gunning for us



I'll hall the bodies to the pits. The cops won't check the pits. Get that gun out of my face or I'll smack you



Who do you think you are, giving orders?



-You got what you wanted out of us
-Shut up, Gail



You got what you wanted out of me



And you were gone, off playing with that barmaid. Gone until you brought this unholy mess on us



Miho moves to my back



 word from Gail and she'll cut me in half



They'll be watching the roads



They'll catch you



It'll be the bad old days, all over again



The pimps, the beatings, the drugs, the raps



They won't be watching the roads, not yet, they won't. Get me a damn hard top



If I don't make it, you can have your war



Get that gun out of my face, now



Bastard!



I forgot how quick you are



My warrior woman



She almost yanks my head clean off



Shoving my mouth into hers, it hurts



An explosion that blasts away the dull gray years between the now and that  firey night when she was mine



A hard top, with a decent engine, and make sure it's got a big trunk



I'll always love you, baby



Always



And never



Where'd you find that heap?



Just look at that trunk



-We'll never fit them all in
-Gail?



Unless there's something else you want me to do, do you think maybe I could go home?



All this blood and stuff's got me feeling like maybe I got to hurl



Sure, Becky, go home. But don't you talk to anybody



Not even your mom



They'll never fit in that trunk



Not like this, they won't



Miho?



Dry your hair as soon as you get home



You'll catch cold if you don't



Yeesh



Hey, Becky. Gail said no calls



I just want to hear my mom's voice. I won't tell her nothing



Please, don't say nothing to Gail



Hey, mama?



Dizzy dames



What were they thinking sticking me up with a bucket of bolts like this?



We were barely able to get the trunk to stay closed as it was, we packed it so tight



There wasn't anything we could do but pile Jackie Boy in right next to me



Now where anybody who cares to look will see him



Go ahead. Take  of his cigarettes



It'll help



It's got you smoking there, bud



You shut the hell up, Jackie Boy



You're dead



I'm just imagining this, so shut the hell up



That tells you something about your state of mind, don't it



It's got you hearing things. It's got your nerves shot



It's got you smoking



You know it's true... Nobody ever really quits



A smoker's a smoker when the chips are down



-And your chips are down... much
-I'm fine, you shut the hell up



Will you look at that



Those hookers let you down



What are you going to do when you run out of gas? Call Triple A?



You sucker for the babes



You ain't even going to make it to the pits



You shut the hell up. I'll make it



Not unless you keep your eyes on the road, sugar pie



Watch it!



Ah, this is great. Just like being in a body movie



Shut up!



Oh, you're screwed



It's over. You're flushed



This time I can't bring myself to tell him to shut up



Sure he's an asshole. Sure he's dead



Sure that I'm just imagining that he's talking



None of that stops the bastard from being absolutely right



I don't have a chance in hell of outrunning this cop



Not in this heap



Pull over!



The only question left is whether I'm going to kill him or not



Tough call



For all I know, he's an honest cop, regular guy



working stiff with a mortgage, a wife, and a pile of kids



My hand moves on its own, sliding  of my guns to my lap and thumbing back the hammer



I don't know what to do



You better stop. You're making him mad



Whatever you say



You're friend here. Party a little too hard tonight?



I'm the designated driver



Well, you're driving with a busted tail light



I'll let you off with a warning



What next?



The tank goes dry a quarter mile from the pits



I shove the T-Bird the rest of the way



A few minutes more work and it'll all be over



Jackie Boy will go into the damn tar pits



I'll catch a train out of Sacred Oaks



Go home and call it a...



No more questions, Dallas. Do what I say. Clear the streets



We're on lockdown. We're not selling any tail in Old Town



Not tonight



Don't struggle. You'll only hurt yourself



Your cause is lost



We know everything



Soon the corpse of Detective Rafferty will be in our possession



And the truce between your prostitutes and the police will be shattered



There'll be arrests. There'll be deaths



My employer will sieze what remains of this neighborhood



You will all be slaves. Nothing can stop this



But it is within your power to save many lives



by facilitating the process of transition



by negotiating the terms of the surrender



of Old Town



Son of a bitch. I knew you...



I have suffered your kind before



The dregs of Sin City. I serve a new master now



And soon, you and all your retched kind will serve him as well



Now get dressed and shed a tear for Dwight McCarthy if you must



because by now, he is surely dead



You don't know him



My man will find a way



He always finds a way



I find these Americans always whine and going on about how they got it so bad



This is a fine, grand country. Guiding light of the modern world, it is



Low taxes, land of of opportunity



Where else would  bullet boy's defortune that we're getting for this (???)



Sure beats a living hell out of blowing off airports and churches without shit to show for it



Yeesh



You find something, Murphy?



Look to be our poor dead cop's badge



It's all bent up



Bent and stock in it



Oh, bloody he... It's the bullet



You son of a bitch!



Bastard!



They weren't cops, these 



They were mercenaries



And if they were hired by who I think they were, the bad times haven't even started yet



And everything seemed to be going so well



Remember, we don't have to deliver every last inch of the man, Brian



You got a good point there, Ronnie



Hand me a knife



Should take a nap while I'm doing all this waiting



I'm at the bone, alright?



Here we go



Have you ever seen anything so pretty in your whole life?



We're a back to  of you. And if anyone happens by, use your imagination. OK?



Silence now



No air to breath



Only the horrid oily tar taste creeping up my nostrils



Let it in. Let it fill your lungs



They were counting on you, and you blew it



Skinny, stealy fingers at my wrist



Miho, you're an angel. You're a saint



You're Mother Theresa. You're Elvis



You're a god



And if you've shown up  minutes earlier, we'd still have Jackie Boy's head



Dwight, they got Gail



It's a sinch. You got yourself a spy in Old Town



A stooly who sold you out to the mob



We got to find out who it is and rescue Gail



But first we got to get our hands on Jackie Boy's head before it gets to wherever it's going and then this whole situation blows wide open



Miho. I hope to hell you left  of them alive enough to talk



I let him know I'm not fooling around



We talk



Stay smart, stay cool



It's time to prove to your friends that you're worth a damn



Sometimes that means dying



Sometimes it means killing a whole lot of people



There they are. What do we do?



We stop them, Dallas



Jackie Boy's head so close to me, I could almost reach out and grab it right then and there



Get the head, get the head



I got it, I got it



Suck on this, you stupid slag



I can't tell if Miho is alive or dead



but I'm on my feet and every ounce of me wants to get some killing done



Want the head now, sweetheart. So come down and get it!



Brave lad



I could've put a bullet straight down your ear just now



if I haven't gotten my revolver all wet and useless



you got the drop on my, love



I'm as helpless as a baby



Better come clean with you, sweetheart



It was an old trade lie I was giving you about my revolver being wet



You see, I'm not too fond of shooting



It's my preference to blow things off



I should blast the roof off a pulp



I've seen all the parts flying off people



Little bang-bang's never going to match the size of that



And here's me with all these fine grenades, such a sweet beauty of a remote



But it's my knife I'll be doing you with



You killed my mates



Someone should've told you



Never give an Irishman a good cause for revenge



Deadly little Miho



You won't feel a thing unless she wants you to



She twists the blade



He feels it



I tell Miho what we're going to do and how we're going to do it



I grab poor Dallas's car phone and make the most important call of my life



First we got to rescue Gail



Then comes the kill



The big fat kill



You just going to stand there and watch this?



You kidding me man?



Like watching old Manute do his thing all night long, and not get tired of it. I mean, the man's an artist



Only an artist should be allowed to touch such a beautiful subject



Your skin is perfect



Your nerves... responsive



Beautiful



Just give them what they want, Gail



Becky?



It's over, Gail. There's no fighting them



Dwight's dead. They got's what's left of that cop we killed



The mob's going to turn it over to the police chief, the cops are going to mow us down. We got to cut a deal



You little bitch. You sold us out



I didn't have no choice



They was going to hurt my mom



It selfish, you holding out like this. You're going to get a lot of girls killed for no good reason



It wasn't your mom. We could've protected her, and you know it



It was the money, you stupid little bitch



Sure there is money. Sure you could've moved my mom into Old Town and let her know that her own goddamn daughter is a whore



-Break's your heart
-Doesn't it



They offered me what you couldn't never offer me



I had to watch out for my own neck



You're neck. You're precious, scrawny, little neck



You're crazy. You could've ripped my throat out, you crazy whore



Schutz, fetch my blades



Stuka, kill this one



No, I was promised



Stupid little bitch. You deserve worse



I knew there was a reason I got out of bed this morning



Hey... hey



Nobody, I don't see nobody



Could we look at that? It's right through me. Guys, look



There's somethign wrapped around it



Some kind of note



Give it to me



The fuck we're doing?



Out back, everyone, and bring the women



You think, somebody should call me a doctor or something?



McCarthy, you fool



Hey. Guys? Ohh



Dozens of them



Armed to the teeth



I'm outnumbered, outgunned



But the alley is crooked, dark, and very narrow



They can't surround me



Sometimes you can beat the odds with a careful choice of where to fight



You can have Old Town. I don't care. Just give me the woman



Shut up



Dwight. Don't do this



Hey, wait a minute. Something's not right



Shut up. Or I'll plug you



Of course, Mr. McCarthy. A fair trade. She's all yours



Now if you'll explain why we shouldn't blow both of you to pieces



Dwight, what have you done?



Exactly what I had to... every step of the way



No, it isn't right. There wasn't no tape over his mouth. How come there's tape over his mouth



Where the fight counts for a lot



You trick, McCarthy, but it will do you no good



But there's nothing like having your friends show up with lots of guns



No, McCarthy, you shan't!



The girls all know the score



No escape



No surrender



No mercy



We got to kill every last rat bastard one of them



Every last one



Not for revenge. Not because they deserve it. not because it'll make the world a better place



We need a heap of bloody bodies so when mob boss, Wallenquist, looks over his charts of profits and losses, he'll see what it cost him to mess with the girls of Old Town



The valkyrie at my side is shouting and laughing with the pure hate for blood-thirsty joy of the slaughter



And so am I



The fire, baby. It'll burn us both



There's no place in this world for our kind of fire



My warrior woman. My valkyrie



You'll always be mine. Always. And never



THAT YELLOW BASTARD



Evening officer



I don't... have to introduce myself, do I?



You read the papers?



This being an election year, you've seen plenty of my picture



You know who I am and what I can do



I'm doing you, Hartigan



Cold and hard, I'm doing you



You blew my son's ear off



Blew his arm off, you even blew his nuts and his pecker off



He's in a coma right now, they say he may never come out of it



My boy. He could've been the first Rourk to become the president of the United States, but you had turned him into a brain damaged dickless freak



Pulling that trigger make you feel powerful?



Power don't come from a badge, or a gun



Power comes from lying



Lying big and getting the whole damn world to play along with you



Once you got everybody agreeing with what they know in their hearts ain't true, you get them by the balls



There's what, maybe  people in this hospital



I could pump you full of bullets right now and I wouldn't be arrested



Everyone would lie for me, everyone who counts



Otherwise all their own lies, everything that runs Sin City, it all comes tumbling down like a pack of cards



But I want you firm, fit, and healthy



I'm even putting up cash of my own to get you more surgery. Fix that... heart condition of yours



You're going to keep living a long time, I'm going to make sure of that



You're going to be convicted of raping that little brat



And shooting my boy



Your wife. You tell her the truth, and she's dead



You tell anybody the truth, and they're dead



They won't let testify



I told the cops that you saved my life and they just (???) like I was crazy



They talked my parents into keeping me away



They said that you done things that you didn't do



I told them that you saved me from that Rourk creep



But they won't even check me out to see if I'm still a virgin



Still a virgin, still alive



Thanks to you



They got it all backwards



Sometimes the truth doesn't matter like it ought



But you'll always remember things, right?



That's going to mean a lot to me



Stay away, Nancy



They'll kill you if you don't stay away



Don't visit me, don't write me, don't even say my name



If you won't let me visit, but I'll still write to you, Hartigan



I'll sign my letters "Cordelia"



It's a name of a really cool detective in books I read



I'll write to  you every week



For forever



Sure kid



Now run on home



It's not safe for you hear



Bye, Nancy



I love you



John Hartigan



Mr. "Law and Order"



Mr. "By-The-Book"



Mr. High and Mighty



I got to give you credit. Being such a straight arrow for so damn many years without it catching up with you



It's catching up with you now, friend of mine



It's catching up with you but good



Maybe I had a look at him. He doesn't look too good



He's hailing hard, Tammy. See?



He's a picture of hell



That Tammy there. She's fine, isn't she?



I rented her out of Old Town



I want to show you what you won't be getting of



Not in prison



You hear me, Hartigan? You stop being stupid



Start playing along with us, you just might get some of Tammy



You see that? She flinched



You make her sick



She heard about you and that little girl



This is nothing but a price I promised myself I'd pay, and I'm paying it



You don't save a little girl's life, and turn around and throw her to the dogs



Not in my book, you don't



They want a confession. They won't get i



There's a letter from Nancy when they put me in solitary



She calls herself "Cordelia"



She makes no mention of anything that would give her away



At first I figure she'll send another note or  before her young mind moves on to better things



But every thursday, another  arrives



What a sweet kid



I do my best to keep my hand from shaking when I reach for it



She's the only friend I got



The daughter I never had



My sweet Cordelia



Skinny little Nancy Callahan



 years pass



Then comes a Thursday when I bound from my cot, excited as a kid at Christmas



Only to find myself staring at the damn floor of my damn cell



Looking for a letter from Nancy that isn't there



Then another Thursday with no letter



Is she alright?



Did something happen to her?



Nothing



 months now. Not a word from Nancy



Did they find her? Did they get to her?



Of course. Stupid old man



Do your math. Nancy's  years old. How long did you expect her to keep writing?



She was a saint to give it up as long as she did



She's forgotten you, old man



You're alone. You're all alone



This guy smells awful, like bad food



Like a corpse left in a garbage dumpster in the middle of summer



He stinks so bad, I want to throw up



Practically knocked my head off, the bastard



When I come to, I see it



The same kind of envelope Nancy always uses



But there's no letter inside of it



Something soft. Something that ought to be alive



A hunk of meat and bone that ought to be the index finger of the right hand of a  year old girl



How the hell did they find her?



She was so careful. She never gave away where she lives or where she works



I've got to get out. I've got to help. Nothing else matters



Not my life, and not my pride either



It's only  final surrender they want



You got me Rourk, you beat me



I say everything they want to hear, just the way they want to hear it



I tell them I'm a twisted, retched child molester



I agree to everything they want from me



I love you, Nancy



It's a lot of miles into town, Hartigan



You care for a ride?



As long as you stay in front of me



Prison's made you paranoid



Talk about water under the bridge. Christ



 years



Yeah,  years



Well, if it's any consolation for you...



You made me hate myself



Any word from Aileen?



Yeah. She got remarried...  years ago



She had  kids



I'm sorry, John



Don't be



I'm glad



Aileen always wanted kids



She'll make a good mother



Like you said, Bob. "Water under the bridge"



Bob and I get along with our fond farewells to eachother



And I go looking for the only human being on the planet that means a damn to me



Nancy



How could they have found out it was you writing all those letters to me



How did they find out who you are?



And what have they dont to you, baby?



Not a sound



No sign of life



Has Rourk gone through all this trouble to torture an old man?



Like a kid poking at fly when he's already torn its wings off?



What has he done to Nancy?



It's like all she does is read and study and write



No diary. No phone numbers or addresses written down anywhere



Closest thing to a clue is a pack of matches from a louzy salloon



It's a long shot, but maybe she's got some friends there



A dead end



Nancy wouldn't have anything to do with a pack of drunks and losers like this



But if there's anything to be found here, the faintest lead to wherever Nancy is or whoever kidnapped her or mutilated her



this is the place



Excuse me, miss. I'm wondering if you could help me



I'm looking for somebody



Well, a night like this, everybody's looking for somebody, stranger



It's not like that. Her name is Nancy



Eyes to the stage, pilgrim



She's just warming up



Skinny little Nancy Callahan



She grew up



She filled out



Nancy Callahan,  year old



And here I was expecting a skinny little bookworm



maybe a bit too shy for her own good



how little she told me about herself in all her letters



for all those years



How the hell did they find her?



Then it hits me



They were bluffing



I've led them straight to her



She hasn't spotted you yet



Turn around and walk out the door



Lead the creep outside



Get that berretta away from him somehow, and kill him



I'm just a horny ex-con watching an exotic dancer



Just a few seconds and she'll be safe



No, Nancy. Don't notice me



Don't recognize me



There's no time to explain. I've made a terrible mistake



I put you in terrible danger. We need to get out of here. Right this second



Whatever you say, Hartigan. Let me throw some clothes on



And here I'd figured you'd forget all abotu me. Me and my dumb letters



Kept me going



Kept me from killing myself



Hurry up, will you?



-Maybe I should drive
-Not a chance



Nobody but me can keep this heap running



Besides from the sounds of things, you might have to shoot somebody



I don't have a gun



Under the seat



It's loaded and it works



This'll do



Taken it to the range a couple times



Kicks like a mule



Hartigan? There's so much I've wanted to say to you. You never go far from my thoughts



I've lain awake nights, thinking of you



What are you talking about?



Keep driving, Nancy. Keep driving and keep the car on the road



She's counting on you, old man



What are you doing?



Prove you're still worth a damn



Try to keep it on the road, Nancy



He's a decent shot



But he's in too much of a hurry



Throwing away bullets like they were candy



He doesn't know how to take his time



Aim carefull and look the devil in the eye



Stop the car, Nancy. I've got to confirm the kill



-What?
-Stop the car, now!



Right. Stop the car. Confirm the kill



Sorry, I got a little rattled



It's OK. You did great. Sit tight. I'll be right back



No. Let me stay close



Nothing can happen to me when I'm with you



Please? Let me stay close?



The stink. I almost gag



His blood smells even worse than he does



And it's all over the place



But the creep, himself... he's gone



We're out of time



Sirens. I used to welcome the sound



There's nothing to do now but find a place to huddle up for the night



Get Nancy to calm down and figure out what on Earth I'm going to do next



The stink. Somehow it stays with us all the way to the hotel



Nancy, I went to your apartment. Your windows thrown wide open



The rooms looks almost empty. That's why I'm sure you'd been kidnapped



My window? Robbed again? That's the rd time this year



I swore if I ever saw you again, I'd show you I grew up strong



There I was just like before, scared and helpless



-I'm such an asshole
-You should sit down. You'll feel a little bit better if you sit down



I've never been all that good with people



When it comes to reassuring a traumatized  year old...



I'm as expert as a Paulsy victim doing brain surgery with a pipe wrench



It's always been you, Hartigan



All these years



It's just nerves making you say that



I'm just exhausted. I need to sleep



-Sleep with me
-Stop it, Nancy



 years. Why do you think I kept writing you those letters



It wasn't just gratitude



I tried to fall in love with boys



I thought I did once or twice



But I was already in love... with you



That's enough. Jesus Christ. I'm old enough to be your grandfather



-You're just scared
-I'm not scared



No



There's wrong and there's wrong and then there's this



For God's sakes, you're just a kid



I love you



I love you, too



with all my heart



Cold shower. It helps



No, Nancy



Recognize my voice, Hartigan?



Recognize my voice, you piece of shit cop?



I look different, but I bet you can recognize my voice



Sure, I recognize your voice, Junior



Everything's going straight to hell



I've been suckered into betraying the only friend I got



And put her in the hands of a murdering rapist I thought I put down for good



Suckered by a spoiled brat, son of a senator



It's all gone to hell



Klump. It's me



I got a dead man needs to be fetched



I want you to set me up for a party



I've already got the girl, you dumb shit



It better be perfect or I'm calling my dad



My tools better be clean and sharp



Better be ready. It better be perfect



I get to do whatever I want



However I want, whenever I want it



My dad. I'd love him if I didn't hate him



He spent a fortune hiring every expert on the planet to grow back that equipment you blew off from between my legs



Just so the old fart can hold out some kind of hope of having a grandkid



Although, as you can see, there were some... side effects



I'm not complaining though. Since you've been gone, I've been having the time of my life



Now you've led me back to your darling Cordelia



We all wondered who wrote all those letters. She left not a clue



Clever girl. So pretty, so pretty



Little old for my taste, but I can forgive that just this once



Nancy, don't scream. Whatever he does to you, don't scream



She'll scream. I'm going to take all night doing dear old Nancy. And you're going to die knowing it's all your fault



They've all screamed, Hartigan



Dozens of them. Maybe a hundred



 years worth. Every one of them screamed



And if there weren't so many people hear about, I would show you how to make dear old Nancy scream



It's going to be  hell of a show



This is it. No way to fight it now



No hope left



No chance



This is it



This is the end



No



Give it a shot, old man. Keep your neck tight



Move. The window. Maybe there's an alarm



The window. Keep your neck tight, God dammit. Stay conscious



Stay conscious



No alarm



The glass. Cut the rope. You can do it



You can do it



It is inclement upon me to comment with mark displeasure on your rash impulsiveness



in selecting such an eye-catching and impracticle car to heist, Mr. Shlubb



Irrelevent to said mission, is the following queary which I now put forth to you



Where in this most streamlined and trunkless of transports, boner inspiring



though it may be, where in, are we to reposit our recently deceased cargo?



I can only express puzzlement that borders on alarm



Show me where Roark takes the girls, or I'll cut your damn head off



In plain english, creep



He had to (???)



Even agrarian (???)... The Farm



That's all I need to hear



Every cop on the force knows about the Roark Family's farm and to stay away from it



Shlubb and Klump were packing an arsenal



Once things get loud, I'll probably have use for the cannons



But at first, I'll have to play it quiet



Quiet and nasty



Nancy's car.  miles from the Farm



"Nobody but me can keep this heap running" she told me



Good girl



The car stalled out on that yellow bastard



you kept your mouth shut. I'll bet Junior was serious



I bet he slapped you around something fierce



But you stayed strong. You bought a few extra minutes



There's still a chance, Nancy



Don't scream



I ditch the car a mile or so from the Farm and make my way through the woods



I'm not half way there when it hits



My heart



It can't be my heart. I was cured



Bad cough



Blood in it. Doesn't matter now



I don't have to stay alive that much longer anyway



Rotten way to kill a man



But it's quiet



Hate yourself later



You're only making it worse for yourself, you stupid cow!



Don't you think I'm tired? Is that it? You think I'm getting tired?



You're the one who's going to crack. You'll crack!



You'll cry and beg



You'll scream



Oh yeah, you'll scream, you big fat ugly cow. You'll scream



You thinking the whip is the best I could do?



That was foreplay



Hartigan was right about you. You can't get it up unless I scream



You're pathetic



pathetic



That's not wise at all to make fun of me like that



It brings out the worst in me



Stupid old man



In too much of a hurry



Damn. It can't be!



Charging in like Gallahad, just like I told myself I wouldn't



Stupid old man



-Attacked him good
-Don't take no chances. Perferate the fool



Good advice



Give it up, Junior



It's over. Let her go



You're dreaming Hartigan



I get to see your eyes while I fillet the woman of your dreams right in front of you



Look at you. You're about to keel over, you can't even lift that cannon



Sure I can



You gave me the scare there for a second, old man



Nancy, I'm sorry



I'm taking no chances with you



First I soften you up, and then it's showtime



Here it comes



It's going to hurt



You're right about that



Sucker



I take away his weapon



Both of them



After awhile, all I'm doing is pounding wet chunks of bone into the floor boards



So I stop



So long, Junior



Been a pleasure



I didn't scream, Hartigan



Not once



I didn't scream



I know it, baby



You grew up strong



By the time I get her to the car, Nancy stops shaking



Her skin is warm again



She's herself again



Thanks for remembering my coat



And for all the little things



Like saving my life... twice



You better get rolling



You're not coming along?



No. I have friends on their way



To collect evidence. I'm going to blow this whole sick mess wide open



I'm going to clear my name. I'm going to put Senator Roark behind bars, where he belongs



Can't lose you. Not again



You'll never lose me, Nancy



Nancy Callahan. The love of my life



Shame to lie to her. I hope she forgives me for it



Get Senator Roark behind bars? Sure. And maybe after I've pulled off that miracle, I'll go and punch out God



There isn't a prosecutor in the state who'll go after Senator Roark



I killed his only son. The bloodline is cut



Roark's lost his goddamn legacy



He'll use all his power to get revenge on me



He'll go after me through Nancy



He'll find her again. There'll be no end to it



She'll never be safe. Not as long as I'm alive



There's only one way to beat him



And old man dies. A young woman lives



Fair trade



I love you, Nancy



Uh-huh... yes



Oh mom. Don't go on like that



It's not the city. I could've gotten in a car accident anywhere



Yeah, just a fracture



The doctor said, it's a clean break. Should be right as rain in no time



Uh-huh



Turn the right corner in Sin City



and you can find... anything



Becky?



Care for a smoke?



I love you too, mom



Anything