You and me, mister... we can really out-ugly them sonafabitches. Can't we?
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[laying on the ground with his throat slashed by Fred and the Mystery Man] Mr. Eddy:
[gagging from his bloody throat]
What do you guys want? [the Mystery Man pulls out a hand-held Watchman TV and gives it to Mr. Eddy who looks on it to see an interior of Andy's house at night with with Mr. Eddy and Renee watching a snuff-porno film while fondling each other beside the projector. The image suddenly changes back to Fred and the Mystery Man standing before him in the frame] Mystery Man:
Now you can hand it back. Mr. Eddy:
[as he hands the portable TV back]
You and me, mister... we can really out-ugly them sonafabitches. Can't we?
[gagging from his bloody throat]
What do you guys want? [the Mystery Man pulls out a hand-held Watchman TV and gives it to Mr. Eddy who looks on it to see an interior of Andy's house at night with with Mr. Eddy and Renee watching a snuff-porno film while fondling each other beside the projector. The image suddenly changes back to Fred and the Mystery Man standing before him in the frame] Mystery Man:
Now you can hand it back. Mr. Eddy:
[as he hands the portable TV back]
You and me, mister... we can really out-ugly them sonafabitches. Can't we?
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Don't you trust me Pete
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Stick this in your pants
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I know a fence
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He'll give us money get us passports in exchange for all this shit
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and Andy's car
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Movie Summary
A tormented jazz musician finds himself lost in an enigmatic story involving murder, surveillance, gangsters, doppelgängers, and an impossible transformation inside a prison cell.
