What?
- Dynamite.
Dynamite?
Enough to blow this garage right
over to the wealthy section of town.
You're bluffing.
I relax my grip and we go boom!
- Blast him.
- We shoot him, boss, he relaxes.
Give me that.
I'm calling your bluff.
- I hope you like loud noises.
- Evening, gents.
Shorty.
Hi.
Is this a private party
or can anybody attend?
- I thought you were sitting this one out?
- I lied.
What are you pointing the gun
at the suitcase for? It's dead already.
Oh, what if I shoot me a live cop?
Well, that'd give the 20 officers
I have outside just cause.
Check it out.
- Hey!
- I gotta go to the bathroom.
You stay where you are.
Twenty cops. You're as nuts as him.
We're nuts? He's the one
who's got the drop on the luggage.
It's all that corruption.
It corrodes their brains.
- He says it's full of dynamite.
- Is it?
Well, two sticks of dynamite
and a hand grenade.
What were you gonna do
after you dropped it?
- I don't know, OIlie.
- I really should go to the bathroom.
- Pee in your pants.
- I did that.
Nobody out there
but an old man walking his dog.
Two dead wise guys.
Well, that old man is Sgt. Lefkowitz.
Who's the guy in the dog suit?
That's Connors.
You remember him.
Right. Short legs,
long tongue, pants a lot.
Okay, give me the case.
- Give it to him.
- You got it.
- I'm out of here.
- Get up!
Help!
You shot Pitt. You killed him,
you big dummy.
What were you shooting at me for?
- You were shooting at Pitt.
- He was shooting at you.
I wasn't shooting at you.
I was trying to distract you.
Some difference.
Where's Caroline?
What time is it?
What the hell difference does that make
to you now? A little after 1.
Two o'clock, I don't call,
she don't breath no more.
This ain't so bad.
You get to watch me die,
I get to watch you squirm.
- Now how do we find Caroline?
- Dub and Nino.
What does "Dub and Nino" mean,
you closed-mouth son of a...
Make that Dub.
That's just terrific.
Just goddamn terrific.
I figured somebody had to go down.
Better him than you.
Maybe I was wrong.
How we gonna find Caroline
if you shoot the bums...
...that'll tell us where she is?
- We'll get Dub.
Where we gonna get Dub?
Where would you go
if you had an ass load of buckshot?
- Doc Loomis.
- Now you're thinking.
Don't kill anybody.
Let me say this to you one more time.
Do not kill anybody. Do me a favor,
don't save my life anymore.
My pleasure.
Speer! It's about time.
She's a pal of the cop's too.
We came looking for answers, but
maybe we found some insurance too.
You know, this is gonna hurt.
- Maybe I should give you some ether.
- No ether.
Okay, but there's no reason
both of us should suffer.
- Just get it over with.
- Patience, Dub.
- Where's the girl?
- What girl?
After you get the information,
then you can kill him.
- How you been keeping?
- Not too bad. How about you?
- Not too bad.
- That's good.
Last chance, Dub.
I don't know what you're talking about.
No!
No! No! You crazy!
Yeah?
They still together?
Murphy's still got the goods?
Right.
Let me guess.
We're going for a little ride.
Look, if it's all the same to you fellas,
I think I'll just take the trolley.
Didn't have any tokens anyway.
Hi.
- Your coat, sir?
- Thank you.
- How are you?
- Fine.
Good to see you.
Gentlemen!
Peg, I want to have you meet my friend
Mr. Smith from St. Louis.
- Oh, come right in, Mr. Smith.
- Thanks.
We have quite a few
of your relatives here tonight.
- Your 20 and 100.
- A hundred?
- I haven't got that much.
- I win.
- The hell you do.
- That ain't the way you play.
- It's table stakes.
- Whatever I got in front of me.
And I got 20, 30, 35, 37,
and you're called. What do you got?
A straight.
Full house.
All diamonds.
There's a guy on the roof.
Man in the doorway.
Okay, we're not going to shoot anybody
until we know Caroline's all right.
Right?
Right.
Seven card stud,
deuces and one-eyed jacks wild.
For Pete's