Demonic Toys Page #2
- R
- Year:
- 1992
- 86 min
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them, son of a b*tches!
Look kid, how is work?
Ugh. It's a f***ing a
joke, chunking chicken Christ.
Peterson runs around like
he's got a board shoved
up his ass all the time.
Well, what do I tell you?
The world is your twin and all
the people in it are a**holes.
God damn economy.
Here's what you do.
You can do like I do.
Find yourself a niche.
Break yourself in.
Take my gun.
I mean I sit on my
ass, watch television.
Take a little hair
off your pooch.
That's a life.
Take this iguana
guy for instance...
Iguana?
Yeah, this guy who's
down the Costa Rica.
Starts raising the
little bastards.
Once you take up the space.
And it tastes just like chicken.
Everything tastes just like
chicken, you ever noticed that?
Frog legs, snakes, even
rabbits tastes like chicken.
Everything except this sh*t.
We're f***ed, lady.
Nobody knows we're up here,
nobody is going to
hear us up here.
No, no, no.
Did you hear that?
What?
Somebody ought to hear that.
Maybe I better go
out and check, huh?
You are the security guard.
Yeah but it could be a
cat or something, right?
Could be.
Yeah, it could be.
I'm going to tell you something.
If it's a bum, I'm going
to kick his goddamn ass.
There ain't nothing
in this place
goddamn old toys.
You stay here, kid.
Well, wait a minute.
here when you're gone?
There is an old shotgun
there in the locker.
I'll take my chances
with you.
Your choice kid, ain't close.
Anybody there?
I don't think
there's anything here.
I've sworn I heard
something, I don't know.
I don't know.
It's the storage room.
Anybody?
Open up! Open the door.
Who the hell is in there?
I'm a cop.
Open the door.
Oh yeah?
Let me see some identification.
You happy?
Open the door.
Yeah, hold your pants on.
What the hell are
you doing in there?
The doors went
shut and locked us in.
Didn't you hear screaming
and gunshots?
Yeah.
Look, I chased two
men into your warehouse.
One of them is wounded,
maybe dead.
The other one's handcuffed
back here.
Holy Christ!
What the f***
are you looking at?
What the hell did he do?
He killed my partner.
No sh*t!
Look, I'm going to need
a phone to call for backup.
No, it's dead.
I tried it.
No sweat, we'll use
the one in my office.
Look, you got to
have to do it for me,
I... I can't leave him.
he's still out there, right?
Yeah, but he's hurt badly.
Look, call the Jackson
Precinct all right?
My name is Gray, tell them
there's an officer down.
Let them know that it's
a code thirty, all right?
Right.
You know how to use that gun?
I was in Korea.
Lady, I can handle myself.
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