bitch.
Dedee, honey, put the dirt on like I told you how to.
She was all over me the day we buried my stepfather.
Thats not what I said! What are you doing?
Les was a real asshole.
To get cancer of the ass was, like, poetic.
Almost as good as cancer of the dick... if they have that.
I had to get out of there.
Look around. Wouldnt you?
This part where I take the gun is, like, important.
It comes l
bitches a little.
Or maybe not.
Next.
Jarhead: Noun.
Slang for "Marine."
Origin:
From the resemblance
to a jar...
of the regulation
high-and-tight haircut.
The Marines head,
by implication, therefore...
also a jar.
An empty vessel.
Hey!
May I help you?
Yeah, I was assigned
to Second Platoon.
Second Platoon?
Yeah.
Whats going on, boss?
Nothing much, man.
Welcome to Second Platoon.
Thanks, man.
Hey
bitch! Call the police!
- That wont be necessary. Dont call.
- Who the hell are you?
You thought Id forget, right?
You think Im a prick,
just like all the assholes you swindle?
Is that it? You fucking thief!
- Freeze, motherfucker! Dont resist.
- I wont resist.
Stop it, goddamit, look... !
Who the fuck do you think
you are talking to?
Im sorry. Im sorry.
Is this the money you took from her?
Is th
bitch!
Lets make sure its
a smooth transition.
The Guedj sisters are back.
Well track them on surveillance...
...but do keep an eye on all
bathrobes, cutlery and liaht fixtures.
Sothebys director, Caroline Lane,
has switched from the Four Seasons.
She requested a park view...
...and favors purple orchids
and lavender scents.
Assemblyman Chris Marshall
arrives today.
Hes aearina up his campaian...
Killing Of A Chinese Bookie Script
Its all right, vince. Itll pick up.
- Well have a big night.
- Okay.
Hey, your mothers ass.!
Vince, you see they get seated, huh?
Are you looking for us? Huh?
Come on in.
Okay.
Goddamn it.
The stupid son of a bitch.
Hasnt learned yet.
Cosmo. You think i left
the cash at the table?
- I just wanted to thank you.
- For what?
- Its been seven years. Thats a long tim
bitch, huh?
At Chun Laos. Chinese theater.
You stay here with this barrel of shit.
Noodles. Noodles. Noodles.
Easy, easy...
This way. Hurry!
There down. Mott Street.
Go. Go. Go.
Noodles.
Noodles.
Noodles.
Untie me.
Stay that way. No, stay.
I want them to know I did it.
- Where you going?
- Im gonna go get Eve.
Dont.
Why?
They... They already been there.
Do you need anything?
Money?
- I got more t
He roughly picks the dog up by the scruff of the neck, but as he turns it around we see that it is a
stuffed dog. Around its neck is a business card that reads, "You have been had by Ace Ventura -
Pet Detective." He breathes fire.
GRUFF MAN
Son of a bitch!
He smashes the dog to the ground.
EXT. ALLEY - CONTD
As the UPS Man/Ace rounds the corner, his shirt opens up at his pot belly and the Shiatsu
Bitch even took the frame off it.
Im standing there, no note...
not a "thanks for four years of a roof
over my bleached-blonde head"...nothing.
You know?
And it comes to me... the truth.
I do not give a shit,
not about anybody.
A family member, a job, none of it.
I couldnt care less.
Geez.
- Dont get me wrong. Were pals.
- Same college.
Exactly, and that means something.
But these other folks...
bitch!
Tricia!
Tricia!
God, hes dead.
Cameron, this guys dead.
Admit the facts,
and enter a plea bargain.
I will not plead guilty.
You could get ten years.
Admit to it,
you get four.
Serve maybe a year.
Cameron Poe, you have pleaded guilty
to manslaughter in the first degree.
With your military skills,
you are a deadly weapon...
and are not subject to the same laws
as other people that are provok
the way I see it, too.
Be puts the gun down on the edge of the sink, embraces her.
ELAINE
Im all wet.
CATES
Whats wrong with that?
They both smile.
TRANSITION.
BEDROOM
Cates in bed with Elaine. She wears his shirt.
ELAINE
A guy in the bar called me a dumb
bitch today.
CATES
Whatd you do?
ELAINE
Irrigated his face with the shot
of J and B Id just poured him.
Then I tried to deck the sucker.
CATES