rules...
if you were to call me Judge,
or Dan, or something?
Okay, Judge.
We shop at the army commissary.
There isnt enough food at the local markets
for the Germans.
The driver knows where it is.
Heres a copy of the indictment of the case.
Thought you might want to look it over.
I hope youll be comfortable here, sir.
Captain, I think the whole state of Maine
would be comfortable here.
My office
rules here. Next! Next!
CYNTHIA
Well, its a stupid rule.
MAN
Look, why dont you try the kiddy ride?
SCENE 8
JOSH
Drop twenty-five cents here. Cmon! Cmon! Cmon! ...Neat! ...Make
my wish....I wish I were big....Your wish is granted.
SCENE 9
MOM
Josh! Josh! Josh!
JOSH
What?
MOM
Its seven-thirty. Are you up? ...Come on Sleepy Head! Youre going
to miss the bus and I cant drive you today! ...What doe
employers -- if they
work at all -- find them quiet and
uncomplaining. Early abuse and
rejection have taught them
passivity. Only in their violent
fantasies do they feel alive. What
they seek in their frenzied
assaults on their victims is relief
from passivity. For these men, ten
minutes relief is worth far more
than the life of another human
being. Torture, the pain they
inflict, the screams of
employment
papers, and hell start in the morning.
He insisted upon wearing
his own Santa suit.
He has his own Santa suit?
Apparently.
Well, if its horrible, well make him
wear one of ours.
Im going home.
Youre not going to watch the parade?
No. I think Ive had quite enough
for one day, thank you.
I will see you in the morning.
O.k. Chin-chin.
Merry christmas.
Susan?
We can see the parade from his
ruled over by Harold Zidler.
A kingdom of nighttime pleasures...
...where the rich played with...
...the young and beautiful creatures
of the underworld.
The most beautiful of all these...
...was the woman who I loved.
Satine.
A courtesan, she sold her love to men.
They called her
"The Sparkling Diamond."
And she was the star...
...of the Moulin Rouge.
The woman I loved...
...is...
...dead.
I fir
Employment...
sucks.
But I just need enough cash
to get my own place.
I need help, someone.
Hello!
Oh, thank god!
I got these pants caught
on my earring. Bad pain.
Bad pain.
All right.
Do you have one?
No, not there.
You should get one.
It makes sex amazing.
You have one here?
No, not there either.
You dont know
what youre missing.
Well, Im not the one
with a pair of dead mans pants...
hanging fr
rule
If being means a way of life
You practise and rehearse
Then all that work is paying off
cause Scrooge is getting worse
Every day in every way
Scrooge is getting worse
- Oh. Boy!
- How the time flies! Look at this.
- Ive got to go.
- What happened?
Hey. Guys. What happened?
Humbug.
What an unpleasant fella!
He was a tightfisted hand
at the grindstone. Scroo...
- Boy. This really is a dirty ci
Killshot Script
You gotta know what youre
doing when you go in.
You gotta have it figured out.
Those are the rules.
How you get in, how you get out.
How many shots you gonna need.
Make sure you know where everybody is.
Make sure nobody sees you.
Dont hang around. Dont get interested.
Then you dont make mistakes.
Yeah...
Id just like to go to Detroit and
see a man in the hotel Friday morning.
I do
little tricks,little quicks.
You are bleeding.You get bite.
Dogs blood.
God, you got to learnto relax a little bit.
Live a little.
You have hole in neckand blood is coming out.
Little love bitefor saving his raggedy ass.
Rule number one -- you cannotgrab half-dead animals.
We have peoplewaiting for us.
People with money.
Ow.
You want to play this cowboy!
No -- dogboyin middle of highway.
impact we cut to:
A PICK
splitting a rock.
As the chant continues, wider angles show the chain-gang at work. They are black men in bleached and faded stripes, chained together, working under a brutal midday sun.
It is flat delta countryside; the straight-ruled road stretches to infinity. Mounted guards with shotguns lazily patrol the line.
The chain-gang chant is regular and, it seems, timeless.