You just watch your own ass, Reggie.
We were true lovers
One ofa kind
We shared a love
thatyou are lucky to find
I'll go question the barmaid
who called in the complaint.
You do your cop shit.
I'll check out these whores.
Hey! Are you the one who called
to complain about some bikers?
You finally responded.
It's only been a day and a half.
- Are you gonna keep bitching?
- You're not here when we need you.
Can I have a shot of Stoli?
How are you doing?
- Hi, buy me a drink?.
- I just got out ofjail. I'm broke.
- But you can buy my drink.
- Fuck off.
I know you, right?
You broke my heart once.
- I won't let you get away this time.
- I'll be right back.
I just have to powder my nose.
- Hey, how are you doing?
- Pretty good. How are you?
Did you ever see those commercials
on TV with the tourists?
- Karl Malden.
- Yes, big-ass nose.
Did you see them show people getting
their pockets picked in slow-motion?
- Shit!
- Shit is a good word to say there.
- I can get your money back.
- For how much?
- I figure about half your money.
- Half? Give me a break.
I'm giving you a break.
You ain't got nothing now.
She'll use your credit cards.
Your credit will be all fucked up.
- If you don't want it, fuck you.
- Deal.
He starts asking me about a girl
that worked here. He gets real rough.
- Then the blonde one pulls out a gun.
- What about this girl?
Angel. She dances at
The Bird Cage up in North Beach.
- Why aren't you writing this down?
- Good memory. Know the address?
- This is the ladies' room.
- Mind your own business.
Hey...
I thought we should get to know
each other. You're very smooth.
I've seen a lot of pickpockets,
but none as smooth.
That guy is so upset. I told him
I could get him half his money back.
If you offer me a bribe, I could
tell him you were too fast for me.
I am too fast for you.
Oh, hi. Almost finished.
- Anybody else with them?
- No, just the three of them.
There was this skinny black guy.
The oldest was talking to him.
Black guy?.
Was he something like this?
Yeah, that's him.
He was okay, he didn't bother me.
If they come in again, call the police
and ask for Inspector Kehoe.
- Here's half your money.
- Where are my credit cards?
The deal was for the money.
Your cards are in the bathroom.
You gotta give it all you've got
- Jack Cates. Remember me?
- I don't think so.
You busted me in the back seat
of a Camaro with a girl.
- That doesn't sound like me.
- It turns out she was under age.
- Shit happens.
- I didn't steal that car, my buddy did.
- You ought to pick better buddies.
- I got two years.
I don't wanna get into a bar fight.
People always get into bar fights,
it's a clichй.
You see it in the motion pictures.
People get kicked in the head,
beer bottles and furniture...
I'm kicking two years out of your ass!
Have you got a gun?
In case they stick the place up.
All right, knock this shit off.
I have been having a bad day.
I just got out ofjail.
Already I've been shot at. I was
on a bus that flipped over 17 times.
A bitch tried to stab me,
and somebody blew up my Porsche.
I usually don't jump in
when somebody's getting beat down,
but Jack Cates
is helping me straighten things out.
- Now let us go about our business.
- Because you've got a gun?
- Because I'll pop a cap in your ass.
- You don't have the guts to use it.
Anybody else want a limp?
Sorry about the kneecap.
I got a little excited.
- You blew that investigation.
- You disappeared on me.
- Didn't know I had to save your ass.
- I didn't need your help.
I should've had my spare gun.
Then I get in a bar fight.
Jesus, Jack, what are you doing?
- Hey!
- What was that for?.
That was for the basketball.
Now we're even, we can start fresh.
I got to get out of here.
The deal is off.
- Fuck this!
- Bullshit. Get in the car.
Were you born a shithead
or did you take lessons?
Don't take it so damn personal.
Come on, let's go.
- Stay the