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Duke, Debbi.
What are you guys doing here?
What's it look like, Ace?
Up against the wall.
I'm going to kill them.
I'll kill everybody.
Drop it, motherfucker!
Do you think it's too late for us
to get romantically involved?
I think, a little.
Wait, stick with me.
I'll make you a repo wife.
[Duke gasping]
Yeah, I'm here, man.
The lights are growing dim.
I know a life of crime led me
to this sorry fate...
and yet...
I blame society.
Society made me what I am.
That's bullshit.
You're a white suburban punk,
just like me.
But it still hurts.
Your gonna be
all right, man.
Maybe not.
[Camera clicking]
(man #1)
Yep, he's dead, all right.
(man #2)
No doubt about it.
A goner.
Well, who's setting him on fire?
[Phone ringing]
(agent #1) The Chevy Malibu, baby.
Where's the car?
Otto, you better stay out of this.
[Phone continues ringing]
It's none of your business.
You want to be a hero?
I'd rather be a chicken man.
A what?
A chicken man.
Did you ever see a farmer's wife?
Let go of me!
It's peaceful, man.
(agent #2)
The Malibu!
[Marlene grunting]
[Men groaning]
Let's go!
No way, Marlene.
My car is gone, and we're going
to get to the bottom of this.
Like hell we are.
Not my face!
Hold it, Marlene. Freeze!
My face!
Over my dead body.
That's how it's going to have to be.
Come and get me. Come on.
(Plettschner) Been wanting to do
that one for a long time, honey.
(Marlene) Come on, if you think
you're man enough.
Hey, Plettsch.
Coffee break.
Good evening, Otto.
This is Agent Rogersz.
I'm going to ask you
a few questions.
Since time is short
and you may lie...
I'm going to have
to torture you.
But I want you to know,
it isn't personal.
Look, this isn't really necessary.
I'll tell you anything you
want to know. - Good.
Where is the Malibu?
I don't know.
Somebody ripped it
from the yard.
[Otto screaming]
I don't think he knows.
Increase the voltage.
Well, what if
he's innocent?
No one is innocent.
[Otto yelling]
Oh, yes,
look at them.
High heels, hair nets,
those ridiculous trench coats.
They're pathetic.
(man) Agent Rogersz,
they're getting away.
It's all part
of the plan.
[Radio announcer
chattering in Spanish]
Otto, pull yourself
What's going on?
We're going to the hospital.
(woman on P. A system)
Dr. Benway to surgery.
Hey, I know you.
You're the one
that ran into my trash.
(Lagarto) Shh.
Shh to you, too.
(female announcer)
Visiting hours are now over.
Thank you for your assistance.
Out of order.
Take the stairs.
Mr. Lee.
Please return the scalpel,
Mr. Lee.
They go into it all the time.
(woman) Let me see that.
All wrong.
Do it over.
And they won't
pick it up.
Well, isn't that a shame?
I tell you, it comes to something when
they expect you to pick it up.
[Clearing throat]
How you doing, man?
Ask him about the Malibu.
[Man chattering on TV]
Look, about the other night,
I'm sorry I split.
I know I should have stayed with you,
but it's like when I was a kid...
you know, I had this set
of Big Wheels, you know.
(announcer) Please be quiet
in the stairwells.
Please be quiet
in the stairwells.
(Rev. Larry on TV)
A very sad, un-Christian
thing just happened.
A sweet old lady's
car was stolen.
It's a Chevy Malibu.
Brothers and sisters...
please, if you've seen
this car...
just call this toll-free
number. - Shit.
Praise the Lord.
Go, go!
Come on,
let's go.


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