Blown Away Page #4
- R
- Year:
- 1994
- 121 min
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I'm at the Four Seasons
if you hear anything.
- Adios, buddy.
- Bye.
They'll be all right.
Come on.
Let's go back to bed.
Yeah, baby.
I got something for you.
Ah! Sh*t!
Wait a minute.
Put another barrier
to keep people out.
Yeah, we're checkin' it out now.
Yeah. All right.
Jimmy. It's Blanket.
the shotgun to detonate the device.
It was a simple gig.
Something got screwed up, Jimmy.
F***.
And on your wedding day, Liam.
- How'd you f*** up?
Will you look at this spread now?
Why is it a man always get thrown
his best party when he dies?
Joseph, excuse me.
I don't think
the guy stands a chance.
That's the guy you want at the plate
with ducks on the pond.
The bum is hitless
in the last ten at bats.
Here's the pitch. And there's...
Captain.
- I got your replacement for you.
- Who, that Bolinski kid?
No, me. 'Til we get this guy.
You're in retirement, remember?
Fred, the bomb that killed Blanket
was made from scratch.
- The guy distilled the ANFO himself.
- How do you know that?
I tasted it.
Franklin is not ready for this guy.
Franklin is not the only technician
we got.
You've got a blaster out there,
a real one.
The ducks are on the pond.
I'm the one you want at the plate.
- I'll take it under advisement.
- Fred, I know...
- I am trying to watch the game.
- I suggest you go eat.
- Good night, sweetheart.
- Love you. Good night.
- Listen to this. Wait. Here, wait.
- No, no, come on.
Come on, come on.
Tomorrow.
In bed.
Attagirl.
Night-night.
You smell like beer.
How do you know
what beer smells like?
- Good night.
- Good night.
Jimmy, did it hurt Blanket
when he died?
No, sweetheart, it didn't.
- Go to sleep now.
- Don't shut the door all the way.
Okay.
Land mines. This sucker here
is particularly nasty.
It's buried in the ground.
It clicks when you step on her.
When you step off,
it jumps up to crotch level...
and blows good-bye to whatever
Girlfriend says mine are golden.
She let me know this.
You think this is funny?
Hmm?
Yes, I think Betty
is very funny.
I'm glad you're enjoying this.
Come up and take a look at Betty.
Show the kids
how you take her down.
Watch and learn.
You have to get under it, get a clean
look at the b*tch's firing spring.
- Click.
- Uh-oh.
Now that's funny.
That's nice.
Don't move. Don't move.
That's a live one.
See?
Boomer knew.
Rule number one when you're
disarming Betty:
Don't step on her.Love a challenge.
And my Betty's come with a timer.
You had 60 seconds.
Come on, Boomer. Let's get out of here.
[Barking]
Yeah, run.
Run!
- See school's going well.
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