10分手枪 Ten Cent Pistol(2014)【完整台词】

between what's cotton and

what's Egyptian cotton.

Are you out of your

fucking skull?!

Hey! Hey!

I got him!

Catcher's mitt.

You fucking guys.

Hey, could be worse, kid.

For shits and giggles,

we could be putting a pair of

C-cups on your back.

That would be good

for him in prison.

Not for me, Mr. Zeer.

You two guys are my

get-out-of-jail-free card.

In this neighbourhood,

you can't do a job without

Punchy's blessing.

And of course, his 50%.

Are we almost done here,

Hawkeye?

Almost, yeah.

A few years ago,

I made a couple of moves

behind Punchy's back,

and he caught me.

This man is very lucky.

Russians can't shoot for shit.

That's why they never won a war.

This man is lucky. Four bullets

missed your vitals

and barely dug in,

considering the calibre.

Punchy said he'd let me

off the hook

if I agreed to do this Russian

job for him, so I did.

Okay.

That's it?

Okay.

Pick a scotch, any scotch.

I've been shot, I'm dizzy,

it's Miller time.

No, this is a test.

There's not necessarily

a yes or no answer.

It's more like, um,

who you are, answer.

It's a placement test.

The army does this to see who

jumps out of planes

and who peels potatoes.

So go ahead, pick a scotch.

Is your dyslexia supernatural?

There's only three.

Okay.

All right,

you're going to prison,

and you're looking at

three to five.

Which one was I

supposed to pick?

No, no, no, this is not me

fucking with you.

This is me telling you

what my detective told me.

I mean, I just figured I'd offer

you some top shelf shit first,

but you shit on that idea.

What happened to "I'm gonna get

you out of this, don't worry."

I did.

I said I will take care of it.

I said that.

And that I wouldn't

do any fucking time.

I said that.

So what the fuck, Punch?

So, now, I'm telling you

that you will do time.

Shit happens, kid.

I'm not your son.

Don't call me kid.

Don't be a sensitive prick.

I'm gonna let you pat me on the

head and pinch my cheeks

while you fuck me?

You know who you remind me of?

You remind me of one of those

assholes who complains

to the waiter after he's

already eaten the meal.

You know, I can't put the

bullets back into your back.

So let's get serious here.

You think that

I fucked you, right?

I knock off your client,

which means you're getting paid

on both ends of this thing,

and I end up doing

three to five?

Yeah, that's my Webster's

definition of "you fucked me."

That's right, I did.

I am.

No, wait, wait, wait, wait!

Hold on. Hear me out.

Before you limp on out of here

and get yourself pinched, okay?

Now... they got a quarter pint

of your blood...

at a crime scene

with five bodies.

So that's 25-to-life, easy.

Now, what I've got for you,

fucker that I am,

is that you take the pinch

for a 7-11 robbery that

just happened across town.

You get processed tomorrow,

pled down in three days,

before the DNA tells them

that you shot the Russkies.

Now, if that's getting fucked,

it's after a Stones concert

and on Egyptian cotton.

Jake, you need to hear this too.

Still getting fucked.

Hey, look, you want to work

in fair business,

work for the fucking

county fair.

So, I told Easton he's

gonna do some time.

And what you're facing, well,

they haven't even created

the word yet

to describe the heat you're

gonna have to face.

Those SIS cops are gonna be

so far up your ass,

they're gonna be shifting

your shit out of the way.

LA SIS... that's a special

investigative section

of the police department...

they're gonna bug your

apartment, your car,

they're gonna follow you.

He knows all about SIS cops.

You want a faster conversation?

Okay, well, let's just

cut to the chase, then.

I'm gonna be holding onto

these bonds.

LAPD, FBI, all those

alphabet-outfits,

they're gonna be tracing this

for at least a year.

So, I'm gonna be

holding onto these.

What's all this about?

This is about 15 minutes of work

for $5.8 million.

Put 'em in the upstairs safe.

You mug one of the Lakers?

Where'd you get those pants?

You bought these for me, Dad.

So I took the three to five.

But with good behaviour, I was

out in less than 13 months.

Here he is!

Holy shit. What the fuck?

Wow.

Wow is right.

Jakey!

Nice shirt.