From one friend to another...
What?
You really need to learn how to fight.
Most scenes together: Lee Christmas & Barney Ross (16), Barney Ross & Maggie (8), Barney Ross & Hale Caesar (7)
From one friend to another...
What?
You really need to learn how to fight.
What's the plan?
Track him, find him, kill him.
No, do you?
Yeah, maybe with a tank. [The Sangs appear with a tank] Oh, shit!
What?!
They've got a tank!
Can I ask you something?
Sure, go ahead.
Why are you so nervous around me?
I don't get nervous, Maggie.
Then what is it?
I just like keeping a distance.
Is it because you don't want to know anymore people?
Let's just say bad things have happened to people I've gotten close to.
Not a good way to live.
I can get him to talk, and without so much effort. [She opens a large manicure/pedicure kit]
What's she gonna do, give him a pedicure?
I'm so sorry.
I believe you. What was in the case?
A computer. Blueprint of a mine.
A mine? [Shouts] What mine?!
The Russians stored nearly 5 tons of weapon-grade plutonium. The mine was abandoned after the Cold War. No one knows it's there. The blueprint shows where the plutonium is stored. We want to stop it before it gets into the wrong hands.
I guess that didn't happen, did it? This kid so some dirt-bag can make bombs.
I'm so sorry.
Not as sorry as I am. [Referring to Bill] Let's take care of him.
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"Dear Sophia, I wish I could find something different to do besides than just miss you, but I can't. The team's treating me good. We got each other's backs. And I want you to know that wherever I end up, I'll be wanting the very best for you. And if some miracle happens, and I come back again, I hope I am still your man. Much love, Billy." [To the crew] Why is it that one of us, who wants to live the most, who deserves to live the most, dies? And the ones who deserves to die, keep on living? What's the message in that?
What's the plan?
Track him, find him, kill him.
Who you are?
We're Americans.
Since when?
Swedish.
Blackfoot.
Chinese.
****.
Can't complain about rigatoni. Plan ahead, fellas. That's all I have to say. Y'all, what if you knew you were going to die tomorrow? What would your last meal be? One choice.
One choice?
It'd probably be cereal for you, huh?
What the hell's wrong with cereal?
It's cliché.
You gotta be original. You know, if you were an original, broad-thinking man, you'd probably come up with some special cereal, like Earios. You know, just like your ear. You know, pour milk on them suckers, they just lay there and you don't hear shit.
For the record, my hearing is 20/20.
Barney?
Donuts and most food that kills ya.
That's deep, man.
Maggie?
Crispy aromatic duck with plum sauce. Very sexy. [Pauses] But I like Italian, too.
I'm starting to think Italian's overrated. [Everyone laughs]
Hey. What about me? My favorite Swedish dinner would be, baby seal, and whale ass, in the summer. [To Maggie] But I'd really die for some Chinese.
Then you're gonna starve to death. [Everyone laughs]
I need a weapon. Something big. [Eyeing Caesar's gun] Yours.
Whoa, whoa, whoa. My big weapon's hangin' right where it is.
Come on, Caesar. You got a backup.
In your dreams.
I'll be back.
You've been back enough. I'll be back. [Leaves]
Yippee-ki-yay.
[Church pulls up in a SmartCar My shoe is bigger than this car.
Shoot something!
We're even now, right?
Right. I'll be seeing you around Trench, thanks alot.
Relax, it's not over yet.
What?
That's right. [Mr. Church pulls up]
How ya doing pal?
I was doing pretty good, Church. What are you doing here?
I heard there was a part in town.
Yeah, but it's my party.
Has he always been this selfish?
Always.
Thanks.
You wanna kick Vilain's ass or not? [Walks past them] Don't forget the little rascals!
Ironic. Here we are, you and I. And your knife. You're going to die. Like him. What his name? What did you call him? What does it matter?
Come on, Vilain. Somebody's dying. Come on, Vilain. Come on, Vilain. Come on! [Whips Vilian with a large chain then beats him. Barney picks up his knife] Get up, Vilain. Get up. Now turn around. Turn around, sheep.
Now what?! [Barney throws the chain around Vilain's neck, pulls him toward his knife and stabs it into Vilain's stomach]
His name was Billy.
Now we know where it is. Right. Right.
Okay. I know what to do.
Good, I want the plutonium out in three days.
Three days?
I have people ready to pay four million a kilo now. Three days.