Killing Them Softly Page #2

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You know, he's coming right along.

You know, probably buy himself

a hotel in the next couple weeks or so.

Not on dogs.

He's just doing that.

He's gonna use that to buy

some stuff, soon as he gets enough.

He's gonna get nabbed.

He ought to go in the drugstore

and buy himself a new toothbrush

cause he's gonna need it.

Well, John, you know,

you're the guy with the angle.

Tell me what the angle is.

You think dog-lover there

can handle a card game?

Sh*t, those f***ing things?

Those things are protected.

You can't do those things

unless you're so f***ing stupid...

you actually like everybody

going around trying to off you.

There's one you can do.

John, there's 10 I can do.

I know of at least 10 I can do..

But then after, I'm gonna have

at least 8 hot ginzos out

looking for me.

No, no, not this one,

because the minute it f***ing happens..

They're gonna know right off who did it.

For some reason, John,

that don't

make me feel better, you know.

No, not us. They're not even

gonna be thinking it might be us.

They're gonna pick one guy right away...

go whack him out

and that's gonna be end of it.

You and I are gonna cut up about

$40,000, $50,000, no f***ing sweat.

I don't know how I goes for

setting somebody up, you know?

You're not setting him up.

He set himself up.

Markie Trattman runs this game.

This is Markie's second game.

The first one got knocked over...

and it was Markie who did it.

See, four years ago.

Markie was running this game...

and he sees all the cash

flying around the room...

and he thinks... "Jeez, two guys

with shotguns and stocking masks..."

could come in here and really clean up."

So he thinks,

"What the f***," and he does it.

Put your hands on the f***ing table

with your f***ing money!

Mike, all right, all right,

give him the money. Go, Mike!

Now all the games have to shutdown.

It's a real pain in the ass.

Total f***ing economic collapse.

Everyone's pissing and moaning.

No one's got any money.

Everybody's, you know, really upset.

F*** me.

Markie!

They send Dillon out to find out

who did it.

The f*** are you looking at'?

Markie!

What?

And Dillon interrogates Markie.

- Hey, What's going on? Hey!

- Hey.

You knock over the card game?

Jesus Christ! What the f***'?

Dillon!

And Markie holds up under questioning.

Dillon, what the f***'?

What's this all about?

Dillon can't work it out

who did it, so they think...

"What the f***.

It's just one of those things."

Let's have a beer.

What the f***, man?

Stop crying-

So eventually, the games start up again.

Everything's getting back to normal,

everyone's making money again...

and everyone's happy.

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