s fine.
He's moving. Don't mess with me.
- Leave it to the police.
- You're history.
- Police Department.
- We have...
All our personnel are busy...
...but stay on the line
for the first available officer.
Come on. Hey, hey, hey.
Wait, wait, wait!
Be careful or someone will get hurt.
Come on, come on.
I'm fine, I'm fine.
Look, the neighbours are waking up.
You're going to jail, pal.
Then you'll get my dry cleaning bill.
I'm fine. Everything's cool.
- You hurt?
- No, but that tree's dead.
- Don't know much about guns, do you?
- I'm handling it.
- I wish you'd put the safety on.
- Do you, now?
- I really would.
- I bet.
- It's right on the...
- Put your hand down.
Don't try that trick. Think you're
Mr. Smart? Now you met Mr. Smarter.
Donald, would you please
put the safety on?
In case we stop suddenly
or hit a bump or something.
Okay, Sonny. Yeah, right, right.
Could you point the gun
in a safe direction?
Donald, for everyone's sake,
will you do it?
Yeah. I am, I am.
- In front...
- Back on your hands.
- Excuse me.
- Good. Back in same direction.
In front of that hammer,
on the left side, is a lever.
- See? Push it up. Right thumb.
- Great. Now what?
Now the gun is on safe.
- Excuse me.
- Sit down.
- We have a man...
- Sit down.
Okay.
- We'll have to wait.
- Come on.
- I hate to put you guys through...
- I've just been accosted.
We were here first.
- I was accosted.
- In this century?
- Let the lady talk, will you?
- Everybody calm down, okay?
What's wrong, ma'am?
I was on my way home
from my friend Alice's apartment.
She's making a sweater for her son.
He's a big attorney in Denver.
- Cut the crap and get to the point.
- Stop it.
As I passed the 7-Eleven...
...they shouted nasty insults at me.
I'm not talking pee-pee ca-ca,
I'm talking...
He's got a gun!
I believe you got
everybody's attention.
Drop the gun.
I'm not a criminal. He is.
We brought him here.
We don't wanna make trouble.
- Put it down, scumbag.
- Get rid of it.
My name's Donald Quinelle.
The irony is, this isn't even my...
- Wait, you're the guy on the news?
- Yes.
Let him go.
You've violated my rights
and integrity.
Whiplash, asphyxiation.
Nice double lawsuit.
Don't wave guns around.
- That's not my gun. It's his.
- That's true.
Actually the gun
belonged to my father.
He was killed carrying that weapon
on Iwo Jima.
He threw himself on a grenade.
His commander sent it to me.
It's all I have to remember him by.
Tell him how Lee gave
granny a mule at Gettysburg.
He's slicker than
whale shit on ice.
You're looking for him. Look at him.
He has a face from
the road company in Deliverance.
- What did he do?
- Tell young Kojak what he did.
Actually he's the gentleman who...
...robbed the diner.
He killed Hoffa.
Did the fact escape you?
Maybe he was just talking.
Let's go.
He said, "What did he do?"
You said, "He robbed a diner".
Like Attila the Hun just
conquered Europe.
He wanted to kill you.
He could have.
You become a doorstop
for a guy named Vinnie.
We're still alive, aren't we?
The computer will discover who he is.
When he's out of jail, he won't hold
a grudge. He'll kill the computer.
I should have shot him.
The police. "Drop the gun, scumbag".
That pissed me off.
I may be an asshole,
but not a scumbag.
You're right. I'm overreacting.
Sorry. Oh, God!
You know something?
I really miss that gun.
- I've had it with guns for one night.
- Yeah. Boy.
- Can we stop?
- Forgot what guns look like?
We'll browse. A few minutes.
Please.
- No.
- All right. I'll go in alone.
- When the light changes, I'm leaving.
- I'll take a cab.
If you're not out in 10 minutes,
I'll be gone.
Bless you, Sonny.
It's gonna happen.
Society will bite the big one.
When the going gets
tough, the tough get going.
Smart money heads for the hills.
I wanna see what happens
when society bites the big one.
- Can I see a