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Is that suit prison issue?
- $957. I wore this shit in.
- We're after a killer.
- My reputation is as a ladies' man.
Maybe we can get you dressed
and go on a pussy hunt.
I've already got that department
taken care of.
You've got a lady? The generosity
of women never ceases to amaze me.
I don't work like this. No deal.
- We have no deal. I own your ass.
- What a way to start a partnership.
We ain't partners,
brothers, or friends.
I'm keeping you
until Ganz is locked up or dead.
If Ganz gets away, you're going
to be sorry you ever met me.
I'm already sorry.
This is your car? It looks like
you bought it from a brother.
I got you out. Where are we going?
We've got to see
a guy called Luther.
- Is Luther part of the gang?
- What gang, Jack?
I can read a police file, shithead,
and quit calling me Jack.
- It's better than shithead.
- I may call you worse than that.
Right up there,
but he isn't expecting company.
Luther isn't very stable.
I don't want you getting shot.
Right there. 232.
- What are the chances he's packed?
- 100%.
You'd better leave me a gun.
Sure thing, asshole.
You just hang on.
I hope this big move of yours
turns out to be something.
What's happening, Luther?
Did that hurt? It looked real painful.
Luther, I'm talking to you.
- Hammond, drop that gun.
- Don't point that gun at me.
- Don't point your gun at me!
- Hand me that gun.
- I'm looking for Ganz.
- I haven't seen him for years.
You just took a shot at me.
I think you know where Ganz is.
Who gives a fuck what you think?
You better tell this boy something.
He's having a ball with this door.
Luther, are you angry with me?
What are you smiling at?
Your big move turned out to be shit.
I was defending myself.
- I want to make a citizen's arrest.
- Shut up!
- What have you got there, Jack?
- Carrying a concealed weapon.
Resisting arrest.
I'll think up some more tomorrow.
- I bet you will.
- Get him out of here.
- Bye, Luther.
- Fuck you, Reggie.
I want a lawyer.
You stay right here... okay?
Get your hands off me.
You ladies look like
you need some assistance.
We don't need some court-appointed
lawyer trying to bullshit us.
The city is coming down
on people involved with vice.
- Hello?
- Jack Cates, any messages?
Some lady called to say she still
wants her occasional roommate.
She'd like to talk it over
tonight after work.
Look, Elaine, I don't know
when I'll be able to come by.
I'm working too hard at this.
I'm not happy about it. I've got
a few things to take care of.
This is not the way people
who care about each other behave.
You're both going to do
a little time. 30 days each...
...unless we talk
some real business.
- We can go in this room.
- Let's go.
- I was about to get some trim.
- We're not on a trim hunt.
- My stomach is starting to growl.
- We eat when I say we eat.
I want some food now. If you
don't like it, take me back to jail.
You've been treating me like shit.
I want to eat in a nice place.
Hold it. I'm hungry.
Let's go get something to eat.
I want mandolins and violins...
There's your goddamn dinner.
Come on.
- Who was that on the phone?
- None of your business.
- Keep your mouth shut.
- I think it was your lady.
- What's her problem?
- The same as half the population.
She can't get the job she wants.
It pisses her off.
- What do you care?
- I'm in jail.
I was surrounded by guys
in blue suits 24 hours a day.
The clothes you wear,
you look like you'd love it.
- Where to, convict?
- Mission District. Indian hangout.
- Tell me about your girlfriend.
- I don't give out details.
I've been in prison. I'm tired
of hearing lies about pussy.
- Was it last week?
- Last night.
- Was it fun?
- Yeah...
In the morning
we got in a fucking argument.
At least you took care
of business first.
Does she have big titties?
I can see this is going
to be a long night, convict.
- What's the deal?
- Billy
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