[after
they've entered
Bobby Pellit's house] Nick Hendricks: What's
the plan? Kurt Buckman: We're
here to get some intel. Nick Hendricks: Intel? Kurt Buckman: Yeah.
Short for intelligence. Nick Hendricks: I
know what is stands for. Dale Arbus: Then
why did you ask? Kurt Buckman: Why
are we talking about this? Let's split up. Dale Arbus: Right.
[picking up a box
containing a lot of white powder which looks like cocaine] Dale Arbus: Now,
this would count as intel, right? Nick Hendricks: Holy
shit! That's a lot of cocaine! Dale Arbus: Have
you ever seen this much cocaine in your life? That's gotta be worth
what? Ten, fifteen... [suddenly he drops the
bowl of cocaine and it goes all over them and the carpet] Dale Arbus: Ah!
I blew it! I blew that, didn't I?
[as Dale picks up the
box of cocaine from the floor using his sleeves as gloves] Nick Hendricks: Don't
inhale. Dale Arbus: Grab
the box, I'll scoop it in. Nick Hendricks: I
really don't want to touch it. I don't have sleeved gloves. Dale Arbus: Get
something to...scoop it in. [tasting the cocaine
that's landed around his mouth] Nick Hendricks: It's
so bitter!
[as Nick opens the
dustbuster to empty the cocaine back in the box a handful of
dust also gets dumped out] Dale Arbus: You
probably should have emptied the dustbuster first. Nick Hendricks: [sarcastically] Is
that what you think? Dale Arbus: I
was thinking that. On account of the dust.
[high on the cocaine
they've inhaled they pick out the dust from the cocaine] Dale Arbus: [speaking fast] I
feel like things are gonna work out, you know? Cause I'm like a
machine, you know? Look how fast I'm picking out this scrap, you know?
I'm moving like super fast. I can't even feel my nose. Nick Hendricks: No.
Do you wanna know what's weird? Dale Arbus: Yeah. Nick Hendricks: That
I feel like I should be panicking right now. Dale Arbus: Mmhmm. Nick Hendricks: And
I am a little bit, but it's in a very very good way. Dale Arbus: I'm witchin'
out, right? Nick Hendricks: It's
a good kind of panic. Cause I feel like I...I will wanna die right now,
but I also feel very very very good. Dale Arbus: Yeah!
[Kurt walks in on them
as they're the cocaine and high from inhaling it] Kurt Buckman: Hey!
What are you guys doing? Nick Hendricks: Nothing.
But you know, before we go I just wanna take one more quick dump. [he runs out of the room] Dale Arbus: Take
a quick dump and I'm gonna do push ups. Cause I can do anything. [he starts doing push
ups] Kurt Buckman: What
the hell have you guys done? Dale Arbus: I'm
feeling good, dude! You wanna help me clean? Like we bonded over this.
This is like friendship stuff. We broke into someone's house, man! Kurt Buckman: Dale! Dale Arbus: It's
like I had the most amazing experience of my life. Kurt Buckman: Dale! Dale Arbus: We
broke into a man's house... Kurt Buckman: Dale! Dale Arbus: ...and
suddenly I'm like and expert at sifting cocaine. It's fucking amazing,
dude! Come here! Help me with this.
[referring to Bobby
Pellit's cell phone that he took from his house] Kurt Buckman: We're
literally in the process of getting ready to kill three people, and
you're gonna give me shit about stealing a fucking phone? Dale Arbus: You
run it by me if you're gonna be stealing stuff. You gotta... Kurt Buckman: Run
it by you? Dale Arbus: Run
it by me! Kurt Buckman: Okay.
Okay. [referring to the
steering wheel] Kurt Buckman: Nick,
will you hold this for a second? [he turns and starts
hitting Dale] Kurt Buckman: I'm
not gonna run anything by you! I'm not gonna run anything by you! Dick
head!
[outside Harken's house
as Nick and Kurt plan to go in and leave Dale as look out] Dale Arbus: I'm
gonna honk the horn six times. Nick Hendricks: Did
he say six? Kurt Buckman: No!
No! No! Something much more subtle. Nick Hendricks: That's
too many. Dale Arbus: More
subtle? Kurt Buckman: Mmhmm. Dale Arbus: Four
honks? Nick Hendricks: Can
you honk once? Dale Arbus: Are
you kiddin' me? Nick Hendricks: Not
at all. Dale Arbus: People
honk one all the time! You're gonna be running in and out of the house.
[as they settle on the
number of honks Dale should give as warning] Kurt Buckman: Two
honks? Please? Dale Arbus: Alright.
Two honks. Fine! Nick Hendricks: Two
honks. Tap-tap. Dale Arbus: Okay. [as Nick and Kurt walk
towards Harken's house] Dale Arbus: Two
very long, very slow, honks.
[at Harken's
house looking at a photo of Harken with his wife] Kurt Buckman: Oh
man! She is hot!
Nick Hendricks: She
sure is. Here we go. Kurt Buckman: Tell
you what, I'd like to bend her over a barrel and show her the fifty
states. You know what I'm sayin'? Nick Hendricks: I
don't know what that means. Kurt Buckman: It's
a saying. Nick Hendricks: I
don't think so. Kurt Buckman: No.
It is! It is! Yeah. People say that. Nick Hendricks: I
haven't heard it. Kurt Buckman: I...I've
definitely heard people say that. Nick Hendricks: I'm
not gonna argue with you. Let's continue the recon. Kurt Buckman: Well,
that's definitely a phrase. Nick Hendricks: It
sure isn't! Kurt Buckman: Yeah,
it is. It's from a book. The Great Gatsby, maybe?
[Harken
catches Dale throwing a peanut butter and sandwich wrapper out
the car window outside his house] Dave Harken: Hey,
schmuck face? You wanna tell me what you're doing littering on my
street? Dale Arbus: I
think what happened... [he clears his throat] Dale Arbus: ...was
that the wind blew it out of my hand. Dave Harken: I
don't care if the wind blew it out of your twat. Now why don't you take
this piece of shit car, and get off my fucking block. Dale Arbus: I
don't know why you're mad at the car, but I don't think we should get
hostile right now. Dave Harken: Hostile?
You wanna see hostile? How about I go in my house and I get my gu... [Harken starts to choke
as he inhales some of the peanut particles from the wrapper] Dale Arbus: What's
goin' on with you? [Harken chokes out] Dave Harken: Peanuts! [mishearing Harken as
he's choking] Dale Arbus: Penis?
[Harken falls to the
ground going into anaphylactic shock] Dale Arbus: Oh,
peanuts!
[referring to Dale
thinking he's killed Harken when in fact he'd saved him from allergic
reaction to peanuts] Nick Hendricks: You
realize we're all going to jail because of that fucking idiot! Kurt Buckman: I
can't go to jail! Look at me? I'll get raped like crazy! Nick Hendricks: They'll
fuck me too. [he looks Nick up and
down] Kurt Buckman: Yeah.
Totally. Nick Hendricks: I'd
get raped, just as much as you would. Kurt Buckman: No.
No. I know you would. Nick Hendricks: You
think you're more rapeable than I am? Kurt Buckman: Nick.
Nick, I'm not saying anything like it.
[after finding out Dale
had saved Harken's life from the peanut allergic reaction] Nick Hendricks: Hang
on a second! So my boss, who we're thinking about planning to kill, is
dying in front of you and you saved his life? Dale Arbus: Well,
that sounds bad when you say it like that. Kurt Buckman: That's
not cool. Dale Arbus: But,
I didn't...I didn't know it was Harken! [as Kurt and Nick get
into the car] Dale Arbus: See
this is why I need to know what people look like!
Kurt Buckman: Dale,
we have one thing to figure out, if you can help us out. If Nick and I
were in prison, who do you think would get raped more? Dale Arbus: Nick. Kurt Buckman: Really?
Why? Dale Arbus: Cause
it's about weakness and vulnerability. Kurt Buckman: Good
enough. Dale Arbus: You
know? Kurt Buckman: Yeah,
it is. It probably would be.
[after Nick and Dale
admit that they couldn't go through with killing Pellit or Harken] Nick Hendricks: When
it came down do it, do you think you could Julia? Kurt Buckman: I
don't know. I don't know, maybe you're right. It is a little hard to
imagine killing her now. Nick Hendricks: Now? Dale Arbus: What
does that mean? Nick Hendricks: You
sleep with her? Kurt Buckman: No!
No! Dale Arbus: You
said you wouldn't sleep with her, dude! Nick Hendricks: You're
such a mess! Kurt Buckman: I
know! I know! But this time it wasn't my fault. I swear to God!
[referring to Julia] Kurt Buckman: At
first I was surveying her, like I was asked to do. Dale Arbus: That
was all you were asked to do! Kurt Buckman: She
is incredibly hot. Dale Arbus: Don't
talk about how hot she is, you fucking God damn bastard! Kurt Buckman: So
fucking hot! She really is hot. Next thing you know, she starts
deliberately undressing. Come on! In front of her window, with her
lights on! It's like she knew I was watching her.
[referring to Julia] Kurt Buckman: She
is clearly putting on a show. Then, the next thing you know, she
uh...she makes herself a little snack. Nick Hendricks: Did
she have an ice chest? Kurt Buckman: A
popsicle. Then a banana. Dale Arbus: Come
on! Kurt Buckman: And
finally, a hot dog! I mean, come on! Dale Arbus: No,
I don't believe your story. Kurt Buckman: Three
penis shaped food! That...that can't be a coincidence, right? And
eating them in that weird order? That's not proper meal.
[referring to Julia] Dale Arbus: Okay.
Fine. So you took the penis foods as an invitation to fuck her? Kurt Buckman: No!
No! God, no! No! No! I took her invitation to fuck her, as an
invitation to fuck her. She like lured me in! Nick Hendricks: There's
definitely something clinically wrong with you. Dale Arbus: You're
a fucking whore! Kurt Buckman: Ah,
come on! That's not nice.
Nick Hendricks: Let's
talk about what happened to Pellit tonight! Kurt Buckman: Alright.
Okay. Let me think here. Okay, here's what I'm thinking. Here's an
idea; we call the cops with an anonymous tip. Dale Arbus: Right. Kurt Buckman: Alright.
We tell them that Harken killed Pellit. Boom! Harken's in jail,
Pellit's in hell, Julia's had the crazy fucked out of her. And all
three of us have our problems solved. Nick Hendricks: Could
work. An anonymous tip. That's not bad.
[after getting caught by
the police for speeding away from Pellit's home] Detective Hagan:
You wanna explain why you were doin' sixty one in a twenty five zone? [shows Nick the speed
camera photo taken of him speeding] Detective Hagan: One
block from the victims house, just moments after he got shot dead. Nick Hendricks: I
was drag racing. I'm a drag racer. Detective Samson:
You were drag racing? Nick Hendricks: Mmm. Detective Samson: In
a Prius? Nick Hendricks: I
don't win a lot.
Detective Samson: If
you think we're gonna believe that this is all just a big coincidence,
we're gonna be here for a long time. Dale Arbus: Okay,
wait. By saying we're gonna be here for a long time, you're implying
that we're not allowed to leave. Which would only be the case if we
were under arrest. Are we under arrest? Detective Hagan: No.
We just brought you in for questioning. Dale Arbus: Well,
then! Ipso facto, you don't have sufficient evidence, constituting
probable cause for an arrest warrant? Detective Samson: Not
yet. Dale Arbus: Well,
uh...then pursuant to the fourth amendment, I believe we are free to
go. Are we not? Detective Hagan: [reluctantly] Yeah.
Technically, yeah. Dale Arbus: Technically
is good enough for me. [looking at Kurt and
Nick] Dale Arbus: Gentlemen,
we are free men. Let's go!
[as they're walking out
of the police station] Nick Hendricks: That's
pretty great, Dale. Where did that come from? Dale Arbus: Law
and Order! Okay. You learn some stuff.
[after finding out the
police will be sweeping for DNA at Pellit's home] Dale Arbus: [shouting] Why
would you put the whole bathroom in your ass? Kurt Buckman: I
didn't know I had DNA in my butt! Dale Arbus: [shouting] You lie!
You know there's DNA in your butt! Kurt Buckman: I
didn't! Dale Arbus: [shouting] You just
like shoving shit in your ass! You fucking pervert!
Nick Hendricks: We're
lawyering up, man! That's it. Dale Arbus: I
don't have money for a lawyer, okay? I bought a very expensive ring,
that I can't afford! And then I gave the rest of my motherfucking money
to Motherfucker Jones!
Nick Hendricks: One
of our intended victims killed one of the other intended victims. Kurt Buckman: Mmhmm. Dean 'MF' Jones: Shut
the fuck up! Nick Hendricks: Yeah.
It's gone bad. Dean 'MF' Jones: You
guys are some fuckin' evil geniuses. Kurt Buckman: No.
No. Dale Arbus: Well,
thank you. Yeah, but actually we had nothing to do with it.
[referring to getting
Harken to confess to killing Pellit] Dean 'MF' Jones: Then
this is what you need to do. Get him to confess to the murder while
you're wearing a wire. Kurt Buckman: A
wire? We can do that. That's easy. Yeah. Nick Hendricks: Is
that how they got you? When you murdered somebody? [Jones gives them a look
whilst taking a sip of his drink through his straw] Dean 'MF' Jones: I
never murdered nobody. Nick Hendricks: Sorry? Dean 'MF' Jones: I
never murdered anybody. Kurt Buckman: Wait!
No! You said you did a dime for some pretty nasty shit? Dean 'MF' Jones: There
was some nasty shit. But does that mean I murdered somebody? Where did
you hear murder? Kurt Buckman: Well,
you certainly implied it!
Dale Arbus: If
you didn't murder someone, what did you do? Dean 'MF' Jones: Alright.
Listen, come here. [they move their heads
closer to him] Dean 'MF' Jones: You
guys ever see the movie 'Snow Falling on Cedars'? Kurt Buckman: No. Nick Hendricks: I've
never seen it. Dale Arbus: I
love that movie. Nick Hendricks: I
have no idea. Dean 'MF' Jones: What
happened was that I took a video camera into the movie and I bootleg
it. They was waitin' for me right outside the exit. Nick Hendricks: You
did ten years for video piracy? Dean 'MF' Jones: They
take that shit so serious.
Kurt Buckman: We've
been taking murder advice from some guy, who's biggest crime is taping
an Ethan Hawke movie! Dean 'MF' Jones: So,
you do know the movie. Kurt Buckman: I
know who's in it. I know who's in it. Yeah.
[getting Harken to
confess to Pellit's murder while Kurt is supposed to
be secretly taping it] Dale Arbus: That
man you killed, you say his name. Dave Harken: Pellit!
Trust me, Pellit's name means nothing anymore. Nick Hendricks: There
is it! Thank you. Let's do it guys? Dave Harken: Yeah,
that's right. [Nick looks around for
Kurt, but he's not there] Nick Hendricks: Where
the fuck is Kurt? Dave Harken: I
killed Pellit! Nick Hendricks: Hold
that thought. I'm missing one guy, my friend Kurt. Dave Harken: I
walked right up to his door, I put a gun in his chest and I shot him!
And then you know what? You know what I did after that? I shot him
again! Now let me tell you something. I liked it. So if you think that
I'm some sort of pussy, who won't do exactly the same thing to a couple
of lamed-ass blackmailers? Think again.
Nick Hendricks: [voice over] So,
in the end we didn't wind up going to jail. Well, actually we did later
on that night, when they brought us in and booked us. But since we led
the cops to Harken, they ultimately agreed to let our other offenses
slide. And strangely enough, lucky for Kurt, there's no laws in the
books against putting people's toiletries up your ass.
Nick Hendricks: [voice over] Anyway,
with Harken in his new position, on all fours in prison for twenty five
to life, Comnidyne made me acting president. It's a great job, I got a
solid raise and I'm actually my own boss. Well, accept for the CEO.
Nick Hendricks: [voice over] Yeah.
Turns out my new boss is a 'twisted old fuck'.
Nick Hendricks: [voice over] Meanwhile,
the Pellit family put the most senior person in charge of the company.
Which wasn't Kurt. But he was okay with that. Because he realized, that
when you're the boss, sometimes people want you dead.
Kurt Buckman: Margie,
I wanted to congratulate you. Margie Emerman:
Thank you. Kurt Buckman: And
if there's anything I can do, obviously to uh...help you out before the
baby gets here, just let me know. Margie Emerman: What
baby? Kurt Buckman: Your
baby. [he touches her
protruding stomach] Margie Emerman: I'm
not pregnant. Kurt Buckman: So,
I'm just touching you. [she gives him a look] Kurt Buckman: Yay!
Nick Hendricks: [voice over] And
Dale? Ultimately he decided his only choice was to screw Julia and
after all.
[last
line; blackmails Julia by getting Motherfucker Jones and
Sommerfeld to help him] Dale Arbus: Here's
what's gonna happen, okay. I'm gonna take a very nice, very expensive
two week vacation with my fiance. Let's call it a honeymoon, alright?
And you are gonna pay for it. Then I'm gonna return to a rape free work
place, alright? Because, if you so much as look at my sexy little ass,
Julia, I will have yours locked up the fuck up! You crazy bitch whore! [pauses for a moment] Dale Arbus: Ah!
That felt good!