off.
Look, Cody,
you sound pretty dumb,
but nobody's that dumb.
I'm the one paying you.
That means you go get her,
I wait here and you
bring her back to me.
You smart guys.
You always figure you can
hire a bum like me
to do your dirty work.
Well, not this time!
Can you really get her back?
You got a better volunteer?
All right, I'll go.
She's real important to me.
You know The Battery's
gonna be nothing but trouble.
Yeah? Well, I'm getting
paid for it, right, Fish?
That's right, Cody.
You cut me in,
I'll back you up.
I don't think so.
Hey, what's your problem?
We're not taking
no skirt along.
Look, I don't think
you can handle it, okay?
What do I gotta do?
You know, people don't exactly
have written references
for this kind of work.
You should know that, Cody.
I need the job. I'm plenty
good enough and I ain't
gonna let you down.
Listen, skirt, let me make it
simple for you. Take a hike.
All right. I'll cut you in
for 10%, but get this,
you're working for me.
I tell you to do something,
you do it. You don't do
more or you don't do less.
And if you start
dragging your ass,
I'm sending you home.
Got it.
Hey, what is this?
Get serious.
I'm not paying you any extra
to take some sweetie pie
along for company.
You drive.
Don't worry about it.
They always hire bums
like me for jobs like this.
Look, I'll take you
through The Battery where
the Bombers hang out,
but I'm not taking any risks.
I'm not paying you to add
any thrills to my life.
That's not how it works.
You got a real
big mouth, Fish.
Look, butch, I buy and sell
more people more valuable
than you every day.
You know,
it's hard to figure out
what's more pathetic,
the way you talk
or the way you dress.
Let me tell you something.
These clothes are worth more
than you make in a year.
I can see working with you two
is gonna be a real dream.
BILLY:
If they got her anywhere,
they got her at Torchies.
It's a real knockdown joint,
no class. I used to
book bands in there.
It's right in the middle
of a big factory.
It's the shits.
You'll love it, McCoy.
It's just your style.
Okay, Cody, what's the plan?
How do you figure
on handling all these guys
and their motorcycles?
You start killing Bombers,
we're gonna be in worse shape
than we're already in.
I don't have to kill anybody.
The motorcycles don't run
so hot when I'm shooting holes
in them.
Some neighborhood.
Everything's dead.
What a place to come to.
Just keep going straight ahead
and then make a left
under the bridge.
What are you?
Giving me orders now?
Look, I know my way around.
That's why you brought me
along, remember?
I'll take care
of giving the orders.
Get under the bridge,
pull over and kill the lights.
Well one bad stud
moved in my neighborhood
Well one bad stud
moved in my neighborhood
He's big and man
I know he ain't no good
He don't wear no hat,
and Lord he don't wear
no shoes
He don't wear no hat,
and Lord he don't wear
no shoes
He just hangs on the corner
singing old country blues
OЈ, well, one bad stud
One bad stud
One bad stud
One bad stud
I said, one, one, one, one,
One bad stud
If he likes your baby,
you can kiss your baby goodbye
If he likes your baby,
you can kiss your baby goodbye
'Cause the girls
all love him like
a schoolboy loves his pie
He loves his whiskey,
he loves his rock 'n' rye
Yes, he loves his whiskey
he loves his rock 'n' rye
You know it takes ten bottles
to make that fool get high
OЈ, well, one bad stud
One bad stud
One bad stud
One bad stud
You know,
you're making things
real hard on yourself.
You act nice, you and me
fall in love for a week
or two and then I let you go.
Nobody gets