VVORD.RU . , .


1   2   3   4   5   6   7   8   9   10   11   12   13   14   15   16   17   18   19   20   21   22   23   24   25   26   27   28   29   30   31   32   33   34   35   36   37   38   39   40   41   42   43   44   45   46   47   48   49   50   51   52   53   54   55   56   57   58   59   60   61   62   63   64   65   66   67   68   69   70   71   72   73   74   75   76   77   78   79   80   81   82   83   84   85   86   87   88   89   90   91  
As who?
You don't trust the system.
You take your own counsel.
- People see you as an outsider.
- I trust the system, Barry.
Just not everyone in it.
You got lucky this time, Emma.
Next time he might not be there
to save you.
- What am I looking at here?
- A chemical model of a synthetic hormone
that was laced into heroin,
injected into Tamra Caffrey.
Now look. Wherever you're going
with this, it's all over now.
It's a compound developed six years ago
by the United States Army
in a research facility in Maryland.
It found its way to the streets of Canada.
If you were thinking of making an accusation
or turning this into a crusade,
I would warn against it, Frank.
Isn't that what the FBI
was ready to do to Emma Hollis?
- I don't make the rules.
- There are no rules, Andy.
Only expedience and necessities.
Look, Frank, all's been forgiven.
No, Andy. It hasn't.
I made this!Salute.
Maybe here's OK.
How do I look?
- Good.
- You look good, Eddie.
Do you remember when we was just
four mooks who was boosting hubcaps?
- We were trying to be big men on the block.
- That was great.
- We was the four.
- Unstoppable.
We didn't need no Santo.
He needed us.
We did everything together.
Yeah, but, Eddie, you banged Santo's wife
all by your lonesome.
I got you a present.
I was saving it for you.
I know it's your favourite.
You're gonna be OK, Bony.
That is good grappa.
Let me hold the glass.
All right.
Here. There you go.
To the best bunch of guys I ever knew.
- Salute!
- Salute,
below the neck and above the belt.
And don't hold back on account it's me.
Come on, already!
Aw, hell.
Let's get outta here.
What, sweetie?
Listen, it's OK to feel that.
I miss Mommy too.
Let's go get you something nice.
This is exactly the nail polish
I bought last year.
- Let's get some more.
- It was a gift for Mommy.
It's still wrapped up at home.
I hate Christmas. And my arm's broke.
And I just want Mommy back.
Yeah, sweetheart. It's OK.
Let's go somewhere for Christmas.
Go on a vacation.
Get away from all this stuff.
Come on.
- I like it.
- I had a feeling you might.
- Who's that? Is that him?
- Yeah. That's Little Foot.
- I want to see him.
- You just did.
No, I mean the real one. Ow.
What's that?
- A naked man.
- Eww. Gross.
They have it under control.
- Kids, go on inside. There's nothing to see.
- OK.
- Hey, pal. How we doin'?
- Good. Real good.
Up against the car.
Hands where I can see 'em.
You want to tell me who got shot
wearing that overcoat?
How's the room?
Got enough firewood?
Yeah. It's nice, thank you.
Very nice.
Is Little Foot any relation to Big Foot?
Big difference between Little Foot
and Big Foot is Little Foot's real.
- I want to see him.
- Expedition leaves in about five minutes.
They're meeting over by the front door.
He usually lets kids see him,
but not adults.
- Can I go, Daddy?
- Yeah, of course.
- Thanks, Dad. Bye.
- Bye. Hey...
- Thank you. Bye.
- Bye.
Mr Black?
Sheriff Earl Parker. Coker Creek's honoured
to have a man of your reputation in town.
Thank you. It's a nice town.
Specially since I've got something
I could use some advice on.
- I'm here with my daughter.
- Just ten minutes of your time,
while your daughter's chasing Little Foot.
I wouldn't ask if it wasn't important.
Mr Ryan. The sheriff was hoping you
could tell us whose coat you were wearing.
16 bullet holes -judging from
the powder residue, shot at very close range.
What happened?
What happened was I was hunting deer.
Way up in the Yucca Flaw forest,
I tracked this beautiful blacktail deer
pretty far in,
Merry Christmas.
I should mention,
I know now that hunting is wrong.
Specially out of season.
Mr Ryan, what happened?
I was attacked by a wolf.
- Fatally.
- What are you saying? You died?
I felt death move into my body.
None of your Shirley MacLaine
"head towards the

- , !
- Eorin shinbu

© 2010-2019 VVORD.RU