Strange Days

- You ready? - Yeah. Boot it.

That's it.

That's it. That's it. Excellent. I'm recording.

You crazy? Wait till I get this thing down.

- What the fuck you doing? - God damn, you stupid pussy.

- Fuck! - Don't call me a pussy.

- I'll fucking ID you! - Take the gun.

You're giving me this piece of shit? Is it even loaded? I want the auto.

Asshole!

Whoo! I love this shit, man!

- Don't fuckin'... - Fuck you!

- Right there. Turn left. Turn right. - OK, OK, just relax.

- Make a... - Relax!

Here we go. There it is.

Shh.

- Easy. Take it easy. - Don't make a fuckin' noise.

Go!

Go, go, go! Down! Down, you fucker!

I said down!

This is a robbery! Everyone put your hands up!

Hands in the air! Hands in the air!

No, no, no, no, no. Where you going, bitch? Over here!

- Get the fuckin' money! - You! Open the fuckin' register!

You want to fuckin' die, you little fuck?

Please! Please, don't shoot!

Here we go!

- Don't shoot us. Don't shoot. - Come on! This way!

- OK! - Go, man. Run!

Run, man, run! Run, man!

Go, go, go, go, go! Don't look at me, you fuckin' chink!

- Get in there! - Get him inside!

- You get the money? - Yes!

- What are you doing, you asshole? - Come on, we gotta go!

You get the money? How much? How much?

It's the police!

Fuck! I'm going. I'm going.

Um... fuck. Here. Come on, come on, follow me, man.

Wait!

Go, man, go! Come on...

The fucking doors are locked!

Come on! Come on!

Where are the cops, man?

Fuck you!

- What are you doing, man? - Go, man! Just go!

Shit!

Go!

- Drop your weapon! - Come on! They're right behind us!

- Come on! Come on! - Oh, shit!

- Go, man! - Come on. Let's go.

Come on! Come on, jump!

- This is insane, man. - You! Stop, asshole!

Come on, grab my hand!

I'm gonna die! I'm gonna die!

You motherfucker!

Uhh...

God damn it! You know I don't deal in snuff!

Don't have a fucking coronary, man.

I hate the zap when they die. It just brings down your whole day.

- Jesus, Tick. - Sorry

How come the cops didn't put that tape into evidence?

With all the blood, they didn't see the rig.

- How'd it get to you? - I got ways, Lenny.

Some of the paramedics - my guy pages me and I picked it up at the morgue.

What do you think? This clip's got to be worth a grand, right?

Tick, not to dash your hopes, but I don't deal this kind of product.

I'll give you four. I gotta cut the last part. My customers want uncut.

Fuck that. The last part's the best.

Dry dive six stories and blammo! Jacked into the big black.

I don't deal black-jack clips!

It's policy. I got ethics here.

Oh, yeah? When did that start? Lenny, this is what people wanna see.

- So lay it off to somebody else. - Lenny, Lenny...

I gotta get my rig fixed, there's blood all over the heads.

- Get away. - Gimme six, it's a good clip.

It gets you pumpin'.

The first part's OK.

It's better than your usual soaps.

Now, that is cold. I always bring you choice.

Sure, like this low-grade shit here? Some girl fighting her boyfriend.

Nothing happens. I'm snoring.

Lenny, you're always telling me,

bring you street life, real life,

that one man's desperate existence is another man's Technicolor.

- I said that? - Many times. That's a direct quote.

I'll take it for five. You'll make out OK.

It's pure cream. No cutback to the wearer.

- Yeah, that's for sure. OK. - What else you got?

# Think you can remember what you said to me

# You say anything that's from the six... #

'Calls are a little kooky tonight.

'It's a little after 2am, December 30, 1999.

'Second to last day of the century. '

Jer, hi. I'll drop the money by tomorrow, next day latest.

Little crazy right now. Would I lie? No. Never to you, Jer.

You're not wrong. You're not wrong.

Prick.

- 'Excited about New Year? ' - 'Not really. What's the point?

'Nothing changes New Year's Day.

'The economy sucks. Gas is over three bucks a gallon.

'5th grade kids are shooting each other at recess.

'The whole thing sucks. What the hell are we celebrating? '

# Amen, amen, amen

# Amen

# Amen, amen, amen

# Amen #

Get me the clip by Monday. Client wants a guy and two girls.

The guy wears... I know. He's trying to be original.

And the girls have to be young.

Don't use your mother like usual. Yeah, you, too, asshole.

'Caller, you're on the air. '

'My name's Dewayne. I got a resolution for the police. '

'5- 0, you better get down with the 2K.'

- '2K, Dewayne? What is that? ' - 'The big 2000.

'Out with the old, in with the new.

'For the man, no news good news.

'Keep it the way it is, but we're gonna take it and make it new.

- 'History's gonna start right here. ' - 'Dewayne... '

'I wanna give a shout to, uh... '

'You're on the air, Lori. ' 'If you read the Bible,

'you'd know there won't be another thousand years.

- 'We're in the last days... ' 'The last days?

'You mean the apocalypse, the rapture? '

'Look at the signs. There are wars, rumours of wars... '

'Just so we know how much time is left,

'when is the rapture supposed to hit?

- 'Ls it midnight, New Year's Eve? ' - 'That's right. '

'Ls that midnight LA time or Eastern Standard Time or what?

- 'What time zone is God in? ' - 'I pray for you all. '

Ooh, yeah. Oh, yeah!

OK. I can use this.

It's not bad but honey, move your eyes slower next time.

Much slower, like you're making love with your eyes, OK?

Let me get this straight.

You'll pay me $200 to put on a hairnet and bang some beautiful babe?

I got to think about this.

Let's wire you up.

I hope this grease on your hair doesn't screw up the squid receptors.

What is all this squid shit, anyway?

Superconducting quantum interference device. Squid.

The receptor rig on your head sends a signal to the recorder.

We call it being wired, but there's no wire.

Keep the recorder five, six feet away max,

in your jacket, by the bed, wherever you're gonna close escrow.

- Know what I mean? - Yeah, right.

You got a half-hour of tape so give me some lead-in, but not too long.

- I ain't going out for popcorn. - Don't worry.

- Got it? - No problem.

You look great. You look... You look beautiful.

Shit!

'Do you request backup? '

Uh, that's a negative.

Suspect is a black male, 35 to 40...

We're handling it.

- Freeze! - You bitch!

You fuckin'...

Fuck! Fuck!

Oh, shit.

God!

'Hi. It's Lenny. Just what do you have in mind? '

Lenny...

God damn it, you gotta be there.

You got to help me. Lenny, please pick up the phone.

Come on, pick up.

Come on, Lenny, fuckin' pick up the phone!

'OK, I'll call you back. '

Watch what I do. You OK?

You're doin' good, honey.

You look so good!

- Faith, come back. - You all right?

Do you need help?

Sweetie, you're doing good.

Lenny...

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, baby. Are you OK?

Fine.

# Don't worry

# About a thing

# Cos every little thing

# Gonna be all right... #

- How do you feel? - Lucky.

Dry me.

# Cos every little thing

# Gonna be all right

# Woke up this mornin'... #

You wanna watch, or you gonna do?

Watch and see.

# Three little birds

# By my doorstep

# Singin' sweet thoughts

# Never as pure as you

# Baby, it's...

# This is my message to you...

# Don't worry

# About a thing... #

Oh, wow...

#... every little thing gonna be all right

# Baby, don't worry

# Don't worry

# About a thing

# Cos every little thing