fucked-up cars come in, but...
99 times out of 100, it's the
customer who fucks them up.
Assholes.
I'm offering $1,000 for his Falcon.
You know what that is, Napoleon?
It's a bribe.
(Napo) What the hell is this?
Napoleon?
Who the fuck are you calling?
It's $1,000 if you'll show me
where his car is, Napoleon.
Go fuck yourself, asshole.
[Phone disconnects]
Hello?
Prick.
(Napo)
'64 Chevy Malibu...
$20,000.
(Bud)
Waiting!
We could buy 10 of them
for that, Marlene.
Think you can
find it now?
(Napo) Now, how come this junk
is worth so much?
What's in it?
Drugs?
[Bud screaming]
Hermanos Rodriguez
don't approve of drugs.
(Marlene) Neither do I.
But it's my birthday.
That motherfucker's
still down there.
I don't care
how long it takes, dildos!
Repo man's got all night,
every night!
Jesus Christ, $20,000!
[Phone ringing]
(Leila)
Hi, this is Leila.
I'm not here right now,
so please leave your name...
number, and a brief message and the
time you called at the beep.
Please try to be frank.
[Beeping]
(Otto) Hey, Leila.
All right, this is Otto...
the guy who gave you
the ride and stuff.
I heard something
about that car.
[Static screeching]
(Leila) Otto?
Otto.
Otto, stop.
You said you had
something to tell me.
Otto?
Otto?
What did you
want to tell me?
Take off your clothes.
I'm at work, Otto.
Oh, yeah? Me, too.
Your work is different than mine.
Says who?
What're you doing?
Don't do that.
Well, the least you could do
is give me a blow job.
I guess that means no.
Leila.
We have a cell meeting
in two minutes' time.
Thanks, Deidre.
I'll be right there.
[Door closing]
[Police siren wailing]
See, that motherfucker Oly thinks I
don't know what's going on, Lite.
As soon as I find that Chevy,
I'm going indie.
Gonna buy myself a tow truck, a couple
of pit bulls, and run a yard.
Sit around and watch everybody else do
the work for a while.
No way you can do that on $20,000, man.
The hell I can't.
As long as you got good credit.
And my credit is spotless.
Credit is a sacred trust.
It's what our free society
is founded on.
Do you think they give a damn
about their bills in Russia?
I said, do you think they give a
damn about their bills in Russia?
They don't pay bills
in Russia. It's all free.
All free?
Free, my ass. What are you,
a fucking commie?
No, I ain't no commie.
You better not be. I don't want
no commies in my car.
No Christians, either.
(Kevin) I'll deal with you later.
I got a customer to attend to.
You, too.
Hi, I'm Kevin. Vacuum, sir?
[Panting]
[Machine whirring]
A little vacuum, sir?
[Sighing]
[Man vomiting]
Well, hey, do you want me to
check the trunk?
Excuse me.
[Car horn honking]
Hi, I'm Kevin.
Hey, buddy, how you doing?
Hey, don't you remember me?
I was here yesterday.
Listen, I think I left a book of matches
over in your office over there.
You want to go check for me?
Sure thing.
Hey, thanks a lot, buddy.
Anything for you, babes.
All right, you're beautiful, I love you.
Be right back.
[Tires screeching]
What?
[Men whooping]
(Otto)
It's really very simple,
Mrs. Parks.
You don't want me
to take your car...
and I don't want
to take your car.
Now, I said
to the boss, I said:
"Look, I do not want to
repossess this lady's car."
Well, I've been in
the hospital, you see.
Yes, yes, I understand.
But my job is really
on the line over this one.
I mean, I could
lose it right away.
I'll see if I can
borrow some money
from somewhere.
That's terrific.
Really terrific.
[Men chattering]
Oh, how was the rehearsal, Son?
It was okay.
Who's this?
Oh, this is Mr. Otto, Gary...
from the finance company.
He's been telling me that he isn't
going to take the car this time...
even though he could.
[Chuckling]
Well..