put the money in a locker? There were a zillion DEA guys hanging around the terminal. A zillion? That's a lot. Mr. Escobar, maybe your nephew panicked and took off. Why're you talking to me this bullshit? I think I have Ramon and Cesar staple your tongue to your chin! What do you think? I thinkyou speak very good English, Mr. Escobar. We're spending the weekend at the Universal Sheraton. Take the tour. See the shark. Check out that "Miami Vice" action spectacular. Nice. After, we're going to come back here... get my money. And Yayo too. His fucking nephew? Go to the bank. Raid the limo account. We got dick in the bank. We dumped it all into Harry's movie. I'm talking about you, Ray Barboni... owning a piece ofa major motion picture. How much of a piece is entirely up to you. I'm saying you could invest part ofthe 300 grand... that Palmer owes you or all of it. It's up to you. Where's Chili Palmer? Where's Leo Devoe? Where's my fucking money? Ray, look at me. What? Look at me. Did you say look at you? Look at me, Ray. I'll tell you what, Harry. Take a fucking look at this. And have a peek at this. You know, Harry, this... is the exact fucking thing I needed. A little fucking exercise... after that long... fucking... plane ride. You got a big problem, Harry. Come on, Harry, don't pass out on me. Look at me, Harry. Where's my money? Where's my money? I'll ask you one more time... then I gotta shoot you, you don't tell me what I want. Where's my money? Your money? Who the fuck are you? I'm Ray Barboni, from Miami. Like that's supposed to mean something? The man you're standing on belongs to me and my partner, bro'. -This piece of shit owes me money. -Get in line. I don't like waiting in line. Tough shit. This ain't Miami. You want something, you talk to me. No, no, fuckyou, fuckball. L.A. is an open city, and I don't think I have to get permission... from nobody for nothing. Really? I just closed it. You must be one of those quick-draw artists... because you got your gun stuck way down in your belt. What do you got there? A wop nine? Fucking Fiat of guns, always jamming at the wrong time. Don't you puke on my shoes, Harry. I want you to do me a favor. I want you to take this gun... and put a pill in the bro' over there. I know you're thinking, "Why fucking shoot him? He's already dead." But you see, the police have these tests... tell you whether or not a guy fired a gun... and I was never here. Understand, Harry? I was never here. If you say I was... I'll come back and throw you out the fucking window. Knock it off, Harry. We haven't got a lot of time. That's it. That's it. Not a worry in the world. Your pool needs skimming. Martin wants to have lunch tomorrow, if you can make it. Depends on who pays. Definitely not Martin. Movie stars never pick up the check. They have no idea what things cost. Most of them don't know their phone number or zip code. I can't imagine the two of you together. You don't like Martin much, do you? No, I do. I do. I think he's-- I think he's short. I know he's a good actor, but what was it exactly that you saw in him? Martin was different then. He wasn't a movie star. Anyway, what about your story? Thought ofa title? How about, "Get Shorty?" How about, "Chili's Hollywood Adventure?" That's a different story. I'm still working on that one. I'm still getting the visual fabric together. But I have added to it. There's a girl in it now. Really? She looks a lot like you. I thinkyou could be an actor. I know you're acting sometimes, but you don't show it. You thought I was faking? No, not then. I mean in general. You don't mean a movie star, right? You mean more like a character actor? Well, whichever. I could see myself in the parts a Robert DeNiro plays. Maybe even an Al Pacino movie. I'm playing a real hard-on. I can't see myself in a movie ------------------------------ Читайте также: - текст Дети Дюны на английском - текст Столкновение на английском - текст Маленькая Вера на английском - текст Анна Каренина на английском - текст Кровавый четверг на английском |