Suicide Kings

Cab!

Where ya goin'?

He's goin' up to 59th. Take him there, okay?

Hey, good boots. You like those, huh?

What's that, ostrich? No, you know what that is? Stingray.

You're wearing fish boots?

Yeah, well, they're really ex-expensive.

See ya later, boss.

Hey.

Oh, Mr. Barret.

Nice to see you.

Hello.

Jennifer, Jennifer. You're all wet, Mr. Barret.

- Well, it's raining outside. - It's warm and dry in here.

Well, warm, anyway.

You know how gorgeous you are?

What are you doin' hanging around a place like this?

You could be a model.

Same as you, I guess. It's a classy place. I meet a lot of nice people.

Nice like me?

No one's as nice as you, Charlie.

Hey. Hey, Mr. Barret.

Hey, Mr. Barret. Marcus.

Marcus, what's this?

Don't worry. I'll... Take care of it. Just ask 'em to leave.

She said in front of everybody, she said,

"Jay you're hung like a hamster."

Hey, guys, party's over. Let's go.

Look, I told you five minutes. Give us five minutes.

We haven't finished our drinks.

Go at the bar. Brett's in the Jake.

When he gets back, we'll split. This table was reserved.

Take your time. Finish up. It's okay.

Sure, Mr. Barret?

No, Mr. Bartolucci, really, it's, uh... we had no idea.

It's no problem. We'll move.

These days the name is Barret. Good to see you.

Nice to meet you, sir.

This is Max Minot, and Avery Chasten. Charlie.

Avery Chasten? That's a famous name in these parts.

Any relation?

He's my father. Good for you.

I'm sorry, sir. Could we buy you a drink?

Do you mind? I'll sit until your friend comes back.

Sure. Maker's Mark?

You guys got Heinekens?

Yeah.

Avery, you know,

I met your father two, three years ago at a fund raiser.

Generous man. He's got good instincts, I bet, huh?

Oh, you know. He's a big fan of anything deductible.

Well, me too.

I'd like to talk to him sometime.

I got ventures he might want to capitalize on.

Really? Yeah.

Holy shit! You're Carlo Bartolucci. How are ya, man?

What's he doin' at our table? It's his table, actually.

No, it's not my table. I just borrow it.

I didn't know it was your table. I'm sorry, sir.

I'm Brett Cambell. How are you, Mr. Bartolucci?

He doesn't like to be called Mr. Bartolucci.

No, it's okay. Charlie. Charlie.

It's Charles Barret now. Charlie.

Okay. Whatever you want to be called, Charlie.

Maybe this isn't such a great idea.

Avery, come on. We're a little past the idea stage, man.

And every minute we wait, you know what happens?

Look, I know you guys are here for me, and I appreciate that, but...

What we're about to do. Fuckin' call it off, man.

It's cold. We're freezing our asses off. Let's get out of here and get loaded.

- It's up to you, man. - Okay, okay. You're right.

You in? Let's do it.

- All right. Good. Finally. - Shit.

You got your cell phone? Now? You wanna make a call now?

It'll only take a minute. No, no. You can't make a call now.

I'm sorry. I told Chickie I'd pick her up after dance class.

I can't believe this chick's got you on a pager. You are so fuckin' whipped!

- Let's do this. - I'm waitin' for you guys.

We should go.

Jesus. We don't want to keep your old man hangin'.

Where's the fire? You got a hot date?

No, no. It's my father.

He wants us to meet him for dinner at Peter Luger's.

He hates anyone to keep him waiting, so...

I grew up there my whole life. You got a pen?

Yeah. I got five... five shortcuts.

I'll show you. Take 59th street...

Guys, take a look at who our patient is.

A fuckin' capo-de-capo, okay?

Well, I'm just sayin'. He didn't get that job by kissin' ass, you know?

Or gettin' fucked in the mouth.

Why don't you come with us? It'll be a blast, man.

Come on. Oh, you know, I don't like to intrude.

You wouldn't be at all. He'd love it. And you'd give us an alibi.

Pass. Next time. I sent my driver home.

That's no problem. I have my car here.

Come on! What the heck?

Life is short. So's my whole family.

You talked me into it. All right. Let's go.

Would you give us the bill? No, it's my treat.

I told you. Guys.

It's our night to howl. Long time since I been with the guys.

- There's a problem. - You're right.

She's leaking.

- Is the chloroform the problem? - Not.

But if it doesn't work. It will, I'm not saying that, Max...

But if it doesn't, an injection of Haldol into

the jugular will put him away.

Into the jugular. Who the hell's gonna do that?

Hopefully nobody. But if it comes to it, you.

You're sitting across from him.

Why should I do it? I don't know how to give an injection.

Can we do this?

- Easy, man. - Okay. Here we go.

Ready? You're driving.

Good car. I got one of these.

It's mother's. Krauts.

They know how to build 'em, huh?

Take your time. Take it easy. I'll take care of everything.

Long time since I had dinner with the boys.

Queen's tunnel! One! Doors and windows locked.

What are you doin'? This is the queens tunnel.

Now we gotta turn around and come back.

What's that smell?

- Hey! - Shit! - Keep out! Watch out!

- The fuckin' windows... - it won't stay. - Christ, he just bit me!

You think old Carlo's just gonna sit there like that ridiculous doll?

Come on, man. There's fuckin' three of us. There's three of us and one of him.

- Besides, he's old. - Shit! God!

I can't hold him. Oh, fuck!

Be careful with that shit, man!

- You're spilling it, asshole! - Avery! Windows!

- Look out! - Roll the windows down, Avery!

- Hit the fuckin' windows! - Shut up!

- What are you d... - Fucker!

Max, do it! Put the fuckin' needle in!

Just stick it in!

Do it! Just do it!

Keep it fucking steady!

Get him off me!

Get him off me!

What are you waiting for?

Oh, god!

Sweet dreams, motherfucker.

Avery!

Nice fuckin' air bag.

Avery, start the car. Start the car.

Come on, Avery. Start the car.

Avery, start the fucking car! Start the car! Start the car!

What the fuck are you doing?

Avery! Jesus Christ! Whoo!

Kraut cars! They know how to build 'em!

Is he dead?

Just don't do that. Don't move it. Max!

Mr. Barret. Can you hear me?

You said he wouldn't feel anything. He can't.

I'll just give him something. Relax.

Gotta be careful about the dosage.

Hi, Charlie. You remember us?

I'm sorry about the pain. If you bear with me, I'll try to make you comfortable.

What are you doin'?

This is T.K., Mr. Barret. He'll take good care of you.

What is this? You're a hostage, Charlie.

- For what? - Mr. Barret, we need your help.

My sister, Elise, has been kidnapped.

The kidnappers demanded $2,000,000 Ransom.

My father has money, but it's all on paper.

He went to the cops. That's a big mistake.

I got nothing to do with kidnapping.

Ah, come on, Charlie. We know that. But you got contacts,

The kind that know how to fix these things, and you got money...

That's the good kind...

so we're also gonna have to ask you to put up the ransom.

It's too bad about your friend.

You're right. There was a time I coulda done something.

These days, I'm a businessman. I pay my taxes like your moms and dads do.

Once a criminal, always a criminal. That's what my dad says.

What's your mother say? Stop that!

Stop it!

Guys, what you did to me is unbelievable.

You're right, there was a time I'd be lookin' at four dead bodies by now.

But, strange as it seems, I understand what you're doin' and why you're doin' it.

So I'm gonna offer you an opportunity.

Get out of this. Now.

Before it gets so fucked up nobody could ever recover.

Understand what I'm sayin'?

Yes, you do.

Untie me.

Pour me a drink.

I call my car. We act like nothing happened.

I can't remember anything.

Okay? You got my word.

Oh, okay. Go ahead. You can go. What kind of drink would you like?

Bullshit. "Untie me, pour me a drink." He does not take us seriously.

Shut up! I told you we didn't have a choice.

What is that? Is that blood?

After my father missed his deadline, the kidnappers sent a package.

They will continue to send these packages every 24 Hours until they get their money.

Package? What?

What's in the package?