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[examining Dean's dead body after he's been killed]
Frank: What the fuck were you doing down here, anyway?
Sammy: I couldn't sleep. I heard something.
Frank: What, you just had to come and check it out, huh?
Sammy: You think I could do that?
Joey: Be honest. What does that look like to you?
Frank: It looks like a fucking wild animal ripped him apart. No. No. No. I'm not fu... We're not fucking going there.
Rickles: Oh, fuck.
Sammy: Why are you all acting so weird?
Joey: There's stories about Lazaar's hitman.
Frank: Can we not do this, please?
Joey: Valdez.
Rickles: I heard a story once. Three of Lazaar's top guys got pinched a few years ago. The FBI flipped 'em. Night before the trial, they were all holed up on the top floor of a hotel. A dozen agents in the next room and two on the door. Next morning, FBI goes into the room. All the bodies are ripped apart. Limbs... and organs missing. Decapitations. That's his signature. Valdez. He's a fucking animal. And there was no way in and out of that room except for the front door or the 23rd story window. So how'd he do it?
Sammy: Bullshit.
Frank: It's not fucking bullshit. That's not the first time I heard that story.
Joey: We'd better check on the girl.
Frank: All right, let's game this out. If Valdez or anyone else is in here, that means Lambert gave us up. And I don't buy that.
Joey: Or Lazaar got to him and beat our location out of him.
Frank: Are you fucking kidding me? Lambert is a meticulous motherfucker. He's very, very careful. If he gave us up, that means either one of us did it or Valdez is in here and he did it.
Joey: Or one of us is Valdez.
Rickles: I, for one, would like to revisit the cut-and-run idea.
Peter: Yeah, but... Wrinkles, now that Dean is dead, we have a bigger share.
Rickles: You're welcome to my share, Pete. You could be the richest headless man in America.
Peter: Okay.
[Sammy smacks him]
Sammy: He just died.
Peter: Okay.
Sammy: So messed up.
[Frank and Joey check on Abigail]
Frank: She's fine.
Rickles: Just because she's still in there doesn't mean that Valdez is not here. I'm out. You coming?
[Joey doesn't respond]
Rickles: suit yourself.
Sammy: You're leaving?
Peter: Bye-bye. Bye, Wrinkles
Frank: What the fuck were you doing down here, anyway?
Sammy: I couldn't sleep. I heard something.
Frank: What, you just had to come and check it out, huh?
Sammy: You think I could do that?
Joey: Be honest. What does that look like to you?
Frank: It looks like a fucking wild animal ripped him apart. No. No. No. I'm not fu... We're not fucking going there.
Rickles: Oh, fuck.
Sammy: Why are you all acting so weird?
Joey: There's stories about Lazaar's hitman.
Frank: Can we not do this, please?
Joey: Valdez.
Rickles: I heard a story once. Three of Lazaar's top guys got pinched a few years ago. The FBI flipped 'em. Night before the trial, they were all holed up on the top floor of a hotel. A dozen agents in the next room and two on the door. Next morning, FBI goes into the room. All the bodies are ripped apart. Limbs... and organs missing. Decapitations. That's his signature. Valdez. He's a fucking animal. And there was no way in and out of that room except for the front door or the 23rd story window. So how'd he do it?
Sammy: Bullshit.
Frank: It's not fucking bullshit. That's not the first time I heard that story.
Joey: We'd better check on the girl.
Frank: All right, let's game this out. If Valdez or anyone else is in here, that means Lambert gave us up. And I don't buy that.
Joey: Or Lazaar got to him and beat our location out of him.
Frank: Are you fucking kidding me? Lambert is a meticulous motherfucker. He's very, very careful. If he gave us up, that means either one of us did it or Valdez is in here and he did it.
Joey: Or one of us is Valdez.
Rickles: I, for one, would like to revisit the cut-and-run idea.
Peter: Yeah, but... Wrinkles, now that Dean is dead, we have a bigger share.
Rickles: You're welcome to my share, Pete. You could be the richest headless man in America.
Peter: Okay.
[Sammy smacks him]
Sammy: He just died.
Peter: Okay.
Sammy: So messed up.
[Frank and Joey check on Abigail]
Frank: She's fine.
Rickles: Just because she's still in there doesn't mean that Valdez is not here. I'm out. You coming?
[Joey doesn't respond]
Rickles: suit yourself.
Sammy: You're leaving?
Peter: Bye-bye. Bye, Wrinkles
Full Transcript
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What the fuck were you doing down here anyway
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I couldn't sleep I heard something
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What you just had to come and check it out huh
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You think I could do that
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Be honest What does that look like to you
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It looks like a fucking wild animal ripped him apart
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No No No I'm not fu
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We're not fucking going there
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Oh fuck
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Why are you all acting so weird
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There are stories about Lazaar's hit man
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Can we not do this please Valdez
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I heard a story once
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Three of Lazaar's top guys got pinched a few years ago
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The FBI flipped 'em
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Night before the trial they were all holed up
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on the top floor of a hotel
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A dozen agents in the next room and two on the door
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Next morning FBI goes into the room
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All they bodies are ripped apart
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Limbs and organs missing
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Decapitations
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That's his signature Valdez
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He's a fucking animal
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And there was no way in and out of that room
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except for the front door or the 23rd story window
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So how'd he do it
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Bullshit It's not fucking bullshit
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That's not the first time I heard that story
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We'd better check on the girl
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All right let's game this out
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If Valdez or anyone else is in here
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that means Lambert gave us up
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And I don't buy that
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Or Lazaar got to him and beat our location out of him
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Are you fucking kidding me
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Lambert is a meticulous motherfucker
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He's very very careful
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If he gave us up that means either one of us did it
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or Valdez is in here and he did it
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Or one of us is Valdez
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I for one would like to revisit the cut and run idea
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Yeah but
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Wrinkles now that Dean is dead
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we have a bigger share
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You're welcome to my share Pete
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You could be the richest headless man in America
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Okay
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He just died Okay
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So messed up
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Hello
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She's fine
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Just because she's still in there doesn't mean
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that Valdez is not here
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I'm out
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You coming
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Suit yourself
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You're leaving Bye bye
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Bye Wrinkles
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Movie Summary
After a group of criminals kidnap the ballerina daughter of a powerful underworld figure, they retreat to an isolated mansion, unaware that they're locked inside with no normal little girl.
