Action Jackson (1988) Edit

A guy with no arms and legs that floats in the water?

A guy with no arms and legs, who sits on the porch?

A guy with no arms and legs, who...

A man whose bright and blazing tail...

A regular Library of Congress.

A shot a day, hey.

A wife divorce a man at the first sign of trouble ain't much of a wife.

About a man and the many Hearts he broke

Action?

After your senseless murder of my wife.

Against his bodyguard's greed.

Ah, don't worry.

Ah, I know. It's the best seat in the house.

Ain't you got a nickname or something?

ALBERT: Excuse me, sir.

ALBERT: Where is he?

Albert...

All right, okay. Hey, you, old man.

All right.

All right. He's gonna kill Foss.

All right. He's gonna kill Foss.

All right. That'll hold him.

All that's left are old friends.

Allow me, allow me to lay my healing hand upon you! Yes!

Almost two years.

Amen.

An AWA official who's been president...

And all them highfalutin ambitions you had.

And an all around deviant named Enzo Catelli.

And don't ever underestimate their strength.

And Grantham joined the debris in the Detroit River. Ha!

And he definitely said your name.

And he will be dressed exactly like you at the time.

And his secretary, Miss Massetori, seems to have died before the fire started.

And how would you describe those two years?

And I couldn't stand for that.

And I find it wherever and whenever I can.

And I was struck by just how apt that name is.

And Jackson's their mutant offspring.

And like Halley's comet, he's the kind of man...

And like someone's trying to start a bonfire in the back of my head.

And love me with your

And murder is a tool.

And now they're both dead. Is that clear enough?

And should be driven as fast as possible at all times.

And that I'd be going places. Hmm.

And the AWA is more than just a union. It is a power block.

And the case will be neatly closed.

And the interesting thing is, your getaway car will crash and burn.

And the untimely departure of the first Mrs. Dellaplane as well.

And then we gonna deprive you of your...

And they don't laugh during the punch line all the time. Thank you.

And they don't laugh during the punch line all the time. Thank you.

And Tony alive. For now.

And we gonna tap dance on your lips.

And you also said that I could cut a record...

And you don't know me.

And you don't know why and you don't have any evidence.

And you said a man from Motown was gonna come hear me sing.

And you watch the bouncing ball.

And you'll be identified from your dental records.

And, uh, it was all that. JACKSON: All right, look.

ANNOUNCER (ON TV): The Halley, from Dellaplane.

Any reason why I shouldn't?

Are we gonna play "You Know How"? Because I got a good one.

Are you all right?

Are you ever gonna tell her about me?

Are you okay?

ARMBRUSTER: Check him out.

ARMBRUSTER: Come in! Somebody had to carry you.

ARMBRUSTER: Interesting. It was unusual...

ARMBRUSTER: What?

Art.

As a young boy growing up...

Ask questions, find out who's planning what power plays. That kind of thing.

At least I would, if your husband didn't have my legs broken.

At NASA created him to walk on the moon without a space suit.

Aw, come on, Liz.

Baby, undress

Baby, undress

Baby, undress me

Baby, undress me

Back there you seemed like a fine dancer.

Bad career move.

BARTENDER: Here you are, girls. Two beers.

Be a man! Come and get me!

Because it's hot dog time.

BOB: What the hell's going on?

Bob.

BOTH: but the reflex never dies!

Boy, I'll tell you, these things never work.

Boy, you're a heartbreaker

Boy, you're a heartbreaker

But alas, motives are not my department.

But also your gun permit and marriage, and brought this department...

But I assured him that you couldn't have been involved.

But I had forgotten that this is my wife's Parcheesi night.

But I heard him say the name Moretti.

But it goes against all my Muslim beliefs.

But it's only midnight and the night's barely started.

But it's the footwork that fooled him.

But my cars are just a hobby.

But not until I fuck her one last time.

But the coroner didn't think he was slipping her the old protein pickup.

But you don't make it big and remained loved by everyone.

But, uh, your demotion made that unnecessary.

Call me. You know where you can reach me.

Calls himself Mr. Quick, room 303.

Can I have you any sooner?

Can the shit, Kornblau.

Can you kiss me?

Can you kiss me?

CARTIER: We're having some problems with O'Rooney...

Catelli lived in Rome, and as a defense against kidnapping attempts...

Chill out.

Christ, I thought I dreamed.

Come on, asshole!

Come on, come on. Let's go.

Come on, you got the right Jackson.

Come on!

Come on! Come on and get me!

Come on.

Come on.

Come on. There's gotta be more!

Conceited, two faced, backstabbing asshole.

Controlling the union won't help your company that much.

Couldn't he have met us on the first floor?

Cut him.

Damn, you a big john.

Damn.

Damn.

DEALER: Your ass is mine.

Dee, thanks a lot.

Delivery.

Dellaplane did it! Dellaplane did it!

Dellaplane financed Catelli's demise.

Dellaplane sent me.

Dellaplane shot his wife and put the body at my place.

Dellaplane, he was...

DELLAPLANE: Hmm.

DELLAPLANE: I love you.

DELLAPLANE: I would imagine you have a thousand questions.

DELLAPLANE: Mm hm. SYDNEY: Mm hm.

Dellaplane's former partner was a multimillionaire...

Dellaplane's gonna kill you too.

Detective Kotterwell, please keep a leash on your vocabulary.

Did a woman come by for me? Twenty nine, a blond?

Did I say all that?

Did you take my wallet?

Did you think they'd let us out on a song and dance?

Didn't, um, Caulfield versus North Carolina demonstrate...

Dinner.

Do I look like I can't make up my mind? Who?

Do I look like your secretary?

Do you know how long I've had this car?

Do you know how much a prime conditioned...

Do you know how much work I've put into it?

Do you wrong, tell you lies

Don't bogard me, lightfoot. There's nothing we'd like better...

Don't diss me. I'm gonna break it down to you.

Don't screw around with me.

Don't shoot me. That's too easy.

Don't tell me you're afraid of Dellaplane.

Due to their almost demonic ability...

Easy on the door!

Easy, baby.

Easy, kid.

Either way, consider us joined at the hip till I close this case.

Enough is enough!

Especially the defiantly...

Even better.

Everybody's a comedian.

Except this weekend. He's giving a party for that man we had lunch with.

Excuse me, man. Sorry, man, sorry.

Excuse me.

Extemporizing.

Eye to eye you are no match

Far away eyes

Far away eyes

Far away eyes

Far away eyes

Far away eyes

Far away eyes

File that, will you?

Fine looking woman like me, and you don't touch me?

Fine, thank you.

Fine. Good night.

For an autopsy.

For Dellaplane's car, the Halley.

For instance, in 1976...

For love, honey, I'll undo

For me, Peter. Please.

For Mr. Stringer and Miss Massetori to be working so late...

For Peter Dellaplane is himself a comet.

For the time being, you can consider the Hotel Hoover your home.

For what?

Formed an elite group of bodyguards...

FOSS: All right. But if I see a cake with 63 candles...

FRANK: Ah. Yeah, okay.

Frankly, if I had a Harvard law degree I never would've become a policeman.

FRED (ON TV): I dare you to bite it.

From the same high school. We were on the track team together.

Fuck a duck.

Fuck you.

Fuck you.

Get him as far away from Dellaplane as possible.

Get out of the way!

Get out of the way!

Get out of the way.

Get the chopper. I'll meet you there.

Get up off of that stump, baby

Get your ass out of here.

Girls, he'll break your heart

Give me a break. I need a fix. Give me a few bucks and drop me off.

Give me two good reasons why I'd say all those things.

Gnawed his own hand off like a trapped skunk...

Go on upstairs. Gotta talk to the Kid.

Go to the police station. I have to catch a cab.

Going someplace?

Good day.

Good enough. It helps pay my way through medical school.

Good evening, sir.

Good night.

Good question.

Got a pusher in the building?

Got a real fight fan there.

Gotta remind me? Ain't thought about it in 10 minutes.

Grab him!

Grantham dead...

Grantham is believed to have died in the explosion...

Guess I wasn't able to make you change your mind after all.

Has madam arrived yet?

Has made a substantial recovery and will continue...

He ain't giving up no air. I think we have to jam him up his shit.

He came by right after I overheard the conversation.

He didn't make the name for himself he thought he would.

He gets so riled up...

He had a spare.

He hated his guts, in fact.

He may seem greedy and arrogant...

He might even have deployed them against you...

He planned...

He said Jackson had gotten to him, but he couldn't tell him anything.

He says he wants to see you.

He says it's about tomorrow night.

He used to work for your husband, but now he's with the AWA.

He was a high strung kid.

He was an informant named Papa Doc. He worked here.

He was talking about that man Moretti.

He worked for Stringer. They knew your plans for the AWA...

He wouldn't know suicide if it crawled up his ass and died there.

He's a friend of yours, huh?

He's adjusting.

He's dead.

He's got a plate in his head.

He's gotta be kidding.

He's gotta be used to that by now.

He's more oral than Oral Roberts.

He's not the man you think you know.

He's over there.

He's up there.

Heh, I cut a fine figure on the dance floor.

Heh, not the last time I checked.

Heh, romantic?

Heh, shit, I ain't seen none of that tonight.

Heh, the rabbi says to the Pope...

Heh, yeah, right.

Heh. Dancing.

Heh. Open it up.

Heh. They called it love.

Hell, no. I've been shot.

Hello, my friend.

Hello.

Her name is Sydney Ash and she works at this club.

Here's a little hint:

Here's your .357. It's cleaned and ported.

Hey, come on. Later, okay? Later.

Hey, how you doing man?

Hey, man, no, man.

Hey, no lights.

Hey, what happened? Who did this?

Hey, what's going on?

Hey, you! I'm talking to you!

Hey. You're Kid Sable, aren't you?

High school track star, Harvard law degree...

His balls is in a jar at Snooker's Pool Hall.

His books were open to the public.

His determined attempts to devise a power base in the AWA.

His kind of trouble is no trouble at all.

His son's a sexual psychopath. With problems like that, I'd get neutered.

His testicles climbed back up into his belly. Wouldn't come out.

Hmm, some cherry pie, ice cream...

Hmm?

Ho ho, so happens I do.

Hold on a second. Dale!

Honey, romance is where you find it.

Hoover? Nice name, heh.

Hope I live to keep it that way.

Hot.

Hot.

Hotter.

Hotter.

How about an ex junkie, huh?

How bad is it?

How can I talk to Oliver O'Rooney?

How do you feel, baby

How do you know each other?

How do you like your ribs?

How much did you lose on that game?

How much do you charge for a hand job?

How much further?

How they were having trouble with him, but they'd have him in shape by Sunday.

How was that?

How, huh? Send him an engraved invitation?

Huh?

Huh?

I assure my esteemed colleague...

I bet I can make you change your mind.

I came in through the back door.

I can feel it! I can feel it!

I could recommend a good bathhouse if you like. Heh.

I could've saved you time. The man is dead.

I did.

I didn't know you listed photography among your interests.

I do all the forgetting I need.

I do. Unh!

I don't believe you.

I don't dig this talk radio crap. Ain't you got any rap channels?

I don't even know your name. What's your name?

I don't hate you.

I don't know. I'm a pretty fine singer.

I don't sound that bad, do I?

I don't think so.

I don't understand a word of it, do you?

I expected a standing ovation.

I feel like my teeth are hollow and my gums are made of dry rubber.

I give myself an amen. Amen! Ha, ha.

I got a meeting in 14 minutes. I'm on the phone to Italy.

I got roaches that tell better jokes than you...

I got some news, pal. Some interesting stuff.

I got the place tighter than the Pope's poop chute.

I got your fix.

I hadn't seen much of him since he started to work for the union.

I have to admit, it's a lot of fun once in a while.

I hear all it takes is the right opening.

I heard him on the phone today.

I helped him to relocate. How's he doing?

I hope the fire marshal isn't too alarmed by my blazing tail.

I hope this teaches you, crime doesn't pay.

I just hope Sergeant Jackson will understand.

I just might take it off real slow

I just need to be sure your Action Jackson days are far behind you.

I just put my body on the top

I just put my body on the top

I just showed him a picture of your girlfriend.

I just... I have to hear you say it.

I knew that you couldn't be.

I know a woman who might help, but I gotta get her away from her husband.

I know how you feel about Peter. But you don't know him the way I do.

I know the duties I assign you are trivial, but they're crucial...

I know who it's from, Frank.

I know you killed Tony! Come on, chicken shit!

I know you take this matter very personally...

I know you're a very proud man. And you have much to be proud of.

I know. They almost had a little company.

I met him after his first wife died and his son went to prison.

I need a room on an unoccupied floor. She's got a sweet tooth.

I need you to represent the department at the Detroit Businessman League's...

I never lose

I promise you that I'm on to something.

I run a respectable hotel.

I said all right! I'll help you! I'll do it!

I said you look fine. We're not going back for your purse.

I saved your life back there.

I saw him packing a .32. Somebody planted that 9mm on him.

I saw your wife in the paper last week.

I say that sounds fine. I believe we can meet that.

I say we can meet that. Let's go, please.

I swear to you, I had nothing to do with anybody's murder.

I take it your not one of Mr. Dellaplane's friends.

I think he is a greedy...

I think I felt that way once.

I think the whole experience changed him.

I think you're not so different from Peter.

I thought we were attached at the hip, huh?

I thought you'd never ask.

I wanna get to Dellaplane. You can help.

I want a full report on my desk first thing in the morning.

I want the paramedics and a meat wagon down here right away.

I want you to die.

I want you to meet my most lovely bride...

I want you to meet our birthday boy...

I warned you about the language.

I was merely extemporizing, heh.

I was sent to bring you down, brother!

I was sent to bust your asses and wipe these streets clean!

I was thinking about it.

I was worried about you, honey.

I wouldn't have it any other way.

I'd just rather a place a little more romantic.

I'd like to speak to Miss Ash.

I'll be out the door faster than shit through Secretariat.

I'll give you a rush.

I'll give you three guesses, and the first two...

I'll have Einstein bring some breakfast first thing in the morning.

I'm a fool, baby

I'm a kingmaker rather than a king.

I'm afraid to ask.

I'm always delighted to help a detective.

I'm back.

I'm gonna cut you deep, fucker.

I'm gonna kick your heart and shove it down your throat, you cocksucking...

I'm gonna kick your heart and shove it down your throat, you cocksucking...

I'm impressed. It takes a lot to get through old Edd.

I'm looking for a man named Oliver O'Rooney.

I'm looking for Papa Doc. Wonder if he still works here.

I'm not asking you to go there to brownnose Peter Dellaplane.

I'm not queer.

I'm not sure I'm getting through to you.

I'm not that nice.

I'm so in love with you

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. I'll see to it.

I'm sure he would be delighted to hear what I have planned.

I'm sure your convenience is one of his main concerns.

I'm surprised he don't wear a shirt that says "I steal shit."

I've always gotta see them like this.

I've been looking for Papa Doc.

If Armbruster fucked up as bad as you did, they probably would.

If I got the wrong Jackson, please tell me.

If I was to hit you again...

If it weren't for me, you'd be splattered all over your apartment.

If the bullet hadn't gotten him, he would've dropped dead within the week.

If you keep me up on the one

If you keep me up on the one

If you wanna be alone, I'll wait in the car.

If you'll hold on a moment, I can lead you to him.

If you're saying we make a team, I beg to differ.

Immaculate.

In fact, I could've sworn they hated each other.

In maintaining the public's goodwill.

In my father's house, I spent a lot of time in the library.

In my years on the force, I have never met a more dedicated policeman.

In this business, I need a bedside manner like I need another nose.

Indefatigable Action Jackson.

Is Dellaplane's mistress. She's a singer.

Is he giving you trouble?

Is he gonna be there or keep me waiting as usual?

Is he here?

Is it okay if we stop for a fix. Just a little one?

Is my son.

Is power.

Is supposed to be a girl's best friend.

Is that all you have to say?

Is that good enough for you?

Is the happiest evening of my life.

Is the one man army really asking for help?

It costs more than your diamond brooch.

It doesn't matter. What could he tell him? He had no proof.

It is likely that they intended to denounce Dellaplane and defy...

It must be my charm and my good looks.

It sure the hell isn't your driving.

It takes sharp work to track a man screaming, "I did it! I did it!"

It was a regular fuck a rama at my place last night.

It was open.

It wouldn't be worth the effort, would it?

It'd be best to let it percolate a little.

It'll be about a couple of weeks, I think.

It'll just take a second, honey...

It's "Action

It's a shame the subject wasn't more cooperative.

It's as if the assailant was invisible. There wasn't enough left of Stringer...

It's been a pleasure to see you, lieutenant.

It's C.O.D.

It's her loss.

It's his balls.

It's his car.

It's Jericho.

It's just, heh... I can't figure that out.

It's like the Norman case. There wasn't enough left to put on a pizza.

It's my game if you wanna play

It's probably my date.

It's sergeant now, isn't it?

It's the clothes.

It's the Martinizing that does it.

It's very unbecoming.

Jackson got to Moretti before we did.

Jackson is so vicious, we don't even let him have a gun.

Jackson, don't do it.

Jackson, have a seat.

Jackson, what are you doing?

Jackson, what are you doing? Just shoot the son of a bitch.

Jackson, what's on the agenda today?

JACKSON: Dellaplane.

JACKSON: He should be in the Red Devil bar.

JACKSON: Hey, brother.

JACKSON: Hey, Tony?

JACKSON: Hold up. Hold up.

JACKSON: Shit.

JACKSON: Up here.

JACKSON: Watch your language in front of the lady.

JACKSON: Why do you wanna kill Foss?

JACKSON: You son of a bitch. Heh.

JACKSON: Your place.

Jackson!

Jackson!

Jackson! Jackson!

Jackson? No need to. He doesn't know enough...

Jackson. Jericho Jackson.

Jar.

Jericho? Heh.

Jesus Christ!

Jesus Christ.

Jesus, Tony. You don't look too good.

Jesus. You really think Action Jackson did it?

Joe Louis and Kid Sable.

Joey's Club Elite is proud to present...

Joey's Club Elite. All right?

Just because the man had a few family problems...

Just cool it.

Just the delivery of details.

Keep your dick on, kid. They're probably just cleaning out his cage.

KID: I recommend the crab cake.

KID: Oh, boy.

Kornblau, please. Put a sock in it, huh?

Kornblau, you ever have your head rammed up your ass?

KORNBLAU: I remember one kid got re educated so bad...

KORNBLAU: What's he think we're driving, an ice cream truck?

KORNBLAU: Whoa, whoa! LACK: Police!

Kotterwell says it's suicide.

KOTTERWELL: Jackson!

KOTTERWELL: Look, I want to put a lid on all this. No press!

LACK: Jackson, stay right there!

LACK: Jackson, stay right there!

LACK: Mm hm.

LACK: Stop the car!

LACK: There he goes.

LACK: They called it a medical miracle. Another kid, handcuffed to a chair.

LACK: What's your name?

Ladies and gentlemen, can I have your attention?

Ladies and gentlemen, our Man of the Year...

Ladies and gentlemen! Your attention, just for a moment.

Later!

Leads the way for the few with the courage to follow.

Leave me alone.

Lesson's over.

Let me in.

Let's get out of here.

Let's get out of here.

Let's hasten to your chariot.

Let's hope you never have to find out.

Let's see what Papa Doc can tell us about Dellaplane.

Lieutenant?

Like me to repeat anything?

Listen to him.

Little shit! I'm gonna break your legs!

Little shit! I'm gonna break your legs!

LIZ: Come on, can we finish this? It's getting late.

Look for a new star in the sky tonight.

Looking for me?

Looks like your friend fainted again.

MAN (OVER RADIO): Body's been identified as Patrice Dellaplane.

MAN 1 (ON TV): This has nothing to do with plumbing.

MAN 1: Hey! MAN 2: Hey, what are you doing?

MAN 1: What do you call a guy with no arms and legs, under a pile of leaves?

MAN 1: You better answer, man.

MAN 2 (ON TV): Well, of course it doesn't. Don't be ridiculous.

MAN 2: Russell.

MAN 2: You're gonna sing for us. But the question is...

Man of the Year fundraiser. I was scheduled to attend...

MAN: Ladies and gentlemen...

MAN: Wonder no more.

MAN: You did it again, Jackson.

Matt.

May I help you?

Maybe even turn the lights down low

Maybe now you'll live up to your name, huh?

Maybe this wasn't a good idea after all.

Maybe you'd like to try a foot job instead?

Maybe you'd like to try a foot job instead?

Mellow out.

Mind if I join you?

Mm hm.

Mm hm.

Mm, undeniably so.

More than life itself.

Moretti?

MORTY: Amphetamines, malnutrition, insomnia.

Mr. Gamble here will take care of that.

Mr. Peter Anthony Dellaplane.

Mrs. Dellaplane, I hope you'll forgive the intrusion.

My car. Come on.

My chariot awaits.

My first wife and my partner had to die because of financial interests.

My most precious wife.

My partner has sprained his wrist.

Nah. This boy would have to college for four years

No sign of Jackson.

No sign of smoke inhalation. Not even seared lungs.

No, I'm afraid not, sir.

No, liability applies only if the individual's acting on his own accord...

No, new sentence there.

No, no, no, no, no.

No, not at all.

No, not at all.

No, not really.

No, thank you. I can do it myself.

No, thank you. This part I can do on my own.

No, thanks.

No. Just against junkies.

Norman dead...

Norman was decapitated in an auto accident.

Not as a representative of the government.

Not Frank Stringer. Not Lionel Grantham...

Not many people cause him so much trouble and get away with it.

Not unless they changed the definition.

Not very much, just the end of that table.

Now I got you!

Now where are we going?

Now you pissed me off.

Now, hurry up. We got some people to see.

O'ROONEY: Heh. I can't believe Dellaplane would be up this early.

O'ROONEY: Why the hell's he wanna meet me out here?

O'ROONEY: You're not Dellaplane.

Of course I am. That's why we're taking this. Get in!

Of course I trust you.

Of course I'm his sister.

Of course, to implement that kind of power, one must have a tool.

Of Local 132 for the last five years.

Oh, and please don't peel away too slowly because...

Oh, baby.

Oh, Frank.

Oh, he can usually be found late at night at the Red Devil.

Oh, heh, check this out.

Oh, shit!

Oh, shit!

Oh, so you need me?

Oh, very good. You write your own material?

Oh, what? You got something against violence?

Oh, yeah. Now I remember.

Oh, you don't wanna pull that shit on Action Jackson.

Oh, you sure are some kind of a detective.

Oh.

Oh. But I feel like shit.

Oh. Good.

Oh. This is one dead piece of shit car builder. Heh.

Okay, yeah.

Okay. Ten bucks.

Okay. We will continue to improve with the months ahead. Yours truly, Frank...

Okay. You're the romantic here.

On the corner of Custer and Saint Antoine. Ask for Dee.

One day, he may have to join them.

One more chance. Wanna fuck?

One not that much smaller than the Library of Congress.

One of these days, you're gonna really piss me off.

One person you might try...

Only what I read in the paper.

Open the door, Jackson. Believe me, they all look the same.

Open up my door

Or a woman?

Or any friend of Jericho Jackson's.

Or Wolverine or something.

Others say his mother was molested by Bigfoot.

Ow! Ha, ha.

Pal, you're trying to unload a whole field of fertilizer on me here.

Papa Doc was a very valuable source of information to us.

Paradise Valley has produced two great fighters:

Pardon me?

Party. Party for Raymond Foss.

Patrice Dellaplane.

Patrice, I would never do anything to harm you, baby.

Patrice, on the other hand, was becoming a problem.

Patrice.

Personally? Captain, the man cost me my stripes!

Peter Dellaplane is Man of the Year, huh?

Peter Dellaplane.

Peter never mentioned them. He doesn't bring his work home with him.

Peter, I need to talk to you.

Peter, I'd like you to meet... I'm sorry, I don't know your name.

Peter, I'm scandalized. There was no one to park our car.

Peter, something's wrong.

Peter, what's going on?

Peter.

Play on this, baby

Please be careful...

Please don't hate me for it.

Pleasure to meet you, Mr. Louis.

Police emergency! We're taking your car!

Police...! Jackson! Stop!

Publicity we can do without.

Rat poison? Yuck, yuck, yuck.

Ray, I'm sorry. My manners are...

Raymond Foss! Ray, come on up here and say a few words.

Raymond Foss? Aren't he and your husband friends?

Raymond Foss.

Really, this evening...

Right.

Room 214. We call it the Presidential Suite.

Samuel Norman, the Auto Workers Alliance...

See, I knew you was a priest. Heh.

See, my real interest, sergeant...

See, you be a Charlie Irvine...

Seem to me like you're right.

Seem to me, nobody asked you.

Sergeant Jericho Jackson, 13th Precinct, City of Detroit.

Sergeant, how long has it been since you lost your lieutenant's stripes?

She didn't go by me.

She divorced me.

She felt my career was advancing in the wrong direction.

She left a note.

She was beginning to jeopardize my entire operation...

She will die of an overdose.

She's in the bedroom.

Shit!

Show him to his car.

Shower works sometimes. No roaches.

Sits on the wall?

So far we got zilch.

So how are you gonna kill Foss and get away with it? Hmm?

So I can take his place.

So please feel free to ask.

So, what have we got?

Soften him up with a right, knock him flat with a left out of nowhere.

Some action.

Some folks used to call me Action.

Some say he didn't even have a mother.

Somebody diced the guy.

Somebody give me an amen!

Someone should tell that man there's plenty of cake for everyone.

Something like "excitement"?

Son of a bitch. Shit.

Sorry, I meant to congratulate you on that collar you made.

Sorry, Jackson. You're just gonna have to make do.

Sorry, Sydney. You're just gonna have to make do.

SPEAKER: On my television I came across a commercial...

Spent a year in Bellevue. Got this delusion he's a holy messenger.

Still, I've got to make you mine

Stop that kid!

Stop the presses You did not hear it from this mouth.

Stop!

Stringer dead.

Stringer didn't trust him.

Stringer was defenestrated.

Stringer's death was neither tragic nor accidental.

Stupid son of a bitch!

Such as yourself, Albert.

Sure wasn't no woman that gave you that name.

Sure. Why not make Charlie Manson a high school counselor?

Surely you won't leave before you give me an amen?

Sweetheart, I'm not kidding. No. But this is kind of romantic now.