From Dusk Till Dawn 2: Texas Blood Money Page #2

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Hey, go, Jaws, go!

I got a deal

you might want to get in on.

Who's setting up the deal?

- Luther.

- Besides you and Luther...

who else is on the crew?

C.W. Niles and Ray Bob.

Ray Bob?

He's an idiot.

I don't work with idiots.

They get you killed.

Yeah, well, you don't

pick the crew, l do.

And I say he's in.

You don't like it, f*** you.

- What would my end be?

- Figure 600 grand, give or take.

- How's that Lincoln running?

- Like a burnt dead dog.

Good boy!

That's a good boy!

Go, Jaws! Go!

Yeah, that's a good boy.

Bucky!

What the hell!

What do you want to sneak up

on me like that for, huh, Bucky?

That's some tight-ass security

you got going here, Ray Bob.

I thought you was

the damn supervisor.

Oh, hell, Bucky.

There ain't nothing here

to guard anyway.

- So what's up?

- A job's what's up.

Set us up for a good long time.

Yeah?

I don't know, Bucky.

- I mean, Alma's got me

on such a short leash and all.

- Knock it off...

you p*ssy-whipped son of a b*tch.

I'm going out on the line

for you here.

You ain't exactly

everybody's first choice.

Really?

Wh-When-When's this

supposed to happen?

- We hit the road tomorrow.

Going to Mexico.

- What am I gonna tell Alma?

- I don't care what you tell her.

You just pack a bag, bring your .45

and be ready to roll at high noon.

Get some sleep.

- Twice a day.

- Si, senor.

Hey, Buck, C.W.

Nice ride, Jesus.

- Well, l had to

tell her something.

Ray Bob,

we don't need this sh*t.

Ready.

El Coyote?

What's that mean in American, Jesus?

The coyote.

- It ideal.

- Come in with me, Jesus.

Just in case I gotta talk Mexican.

C.W., take the car down to number seven,

start unloading the gear.

Howdy.

You speak English, lady?

English, Spanish

and a little bit of Japanese.

We need a room.

Number seven will do.

Hey, baby.

El fucko?

Sweet Jesus.

Come on, Jesus.

- Now ain't the time.

Let's get

this crap inside quick.

Yowza, boss.

- This movie is very low quality.

Don't look that bad to me.

- There's no story.

- It's a f*** movie.

I don't watch a f*** movie

for the story.

I watch a f*** movie

to see f***in'.

I got to side with Jesus

on this one.

I personally appreciate

an attempt at telling a story.

When I care more about the characters,

I care more about the f***ing.

Now, my main complaint

about this movie here...

is we've been watching it

for something like a half hour,

- and there ain't been no ass f***in'.

- F*** me runnin'.

This is my kind of place.

Christ.

- Howdy.

Give me a shot of tequila, man.

Here you go.

Goddamn, man!

Give me a... shot of whiskey

or something.

Say, what would be the odds

of gettin' a cab out here?

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