I wonder if any of you could help me. I'm looking for a Mr. Hob.
So. How much you need? Money, I mean.
Well, our current debt to OCP is...
Poulos $37,480,911.
Guess you're in some pretty deep shit.
Well, we need all the help we can get, young man.
Tell you what. Put me down for fifty, just to make sure.
[Laughs]
Fifty cents, fifty dollars! That's cute!
Don't be a ****. Fifty million.
Poulos This is bullshit. Let's get outta here.
[Hob motions and one of his men opens the back doors of the bomb disposal truck; the back is filled with gold bars and bills.]
Gentlemen? Well, will fifty do it?
Oh, yes, that'll do it. Don't you guys think that'll do it?
Poulos Yeah.
Fifty mil. Yes, that will do it.
A Aide
For God's sake, Marv! These people are criminals!
Why do you have to label people?! I hate labels!
Poulos [To Aide]
You shut up!
[He and Mayor Kuzack are negotiating]
Why do people do crimes?
[Notices Angie fiddling with her Nuke syringes]
Why? Why, drugs. People do drugs.
Because they want drugs; the kind that costs too much. Nuke... gives high quality at a cheap price. And if you get off our backs, we're gonna make it cheaper.
We don't go shoving our shit down anybody's throat. And we don't ADVERTISE it like they do with cigarettes or booze!
So, leave us alone, and if anybody wants it... [Plants a syringe in her neck] gets it.
So, no more crimes. You'll get to be the mayor who cleaned up Detroit!
[Nervously considers this for a moment]
He's got a point. [To Poulos] Don't you think he's got a point?!
Poulos Yeah, he's got a point.
[Suddenly, RoboCop 2 (Cain) storms in on the meeting] [Stunned and alarmed]
WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?!
How are we supposed to raise that kind of money with things the way they are?
What the hell is he talking about?
We don't expect you to pay.
Let me refer you to our contract. "In the event of default, OCP shall have the uncontested right of foreclosure on all city assets."
Poulos [reading contract for himself, then to the Mayor]
You SIGNED this.
So you're saying we miss one payment and you can foreclose.
We can and we will. We're taking Detroit private.
So you deliberately undermined our credit.
And engineered the police strike. Do you want Detroit to-to... to tear itself apart so you can raid it like you would any other corporation? Do you know how many people are dying out there? You're murderers.
I'd advise you to say nothing further. It might be... actionable.
It's bullshit! BULLSHIT, YA SENILE OLD BASTARD!
Poulos All right, calm down.
Poulos I think we better get out of here.
Poulos Calm down. I-I think we'd better leave.
Poulos Calm down.
[Kuzack and Poulous head towards the door]
I'm okay. I'm okay.
Poulos All right. Good.
I'm in control. Everything is fine. It's okay. I'm fine. [stops and turns around] One last thing, gentlemen: we will sue your asses.
**** YOU, YA OLD SENILE BASTARD! This is bullshit! **** you! This is bullshit!
