Love Lies Bleeding

Synopsis: A struggling young couple stumbles upon a cache of dirty money after a shootout in their apartment building. With hopes of a better life they flee with the money -- provoking the fury of a corrupt DEA agent who will stop at nothing to get his money back, and arousing the suspicions of a detective who is determined to find out what's really going before its too late.

Genre: Action, Drama, Thriller

Director(s): Keith Samples

Actors: Brian Geraghty, Jenna Dewan Tatum, Jacob Vargas, Tara Summers

Production: Sony Pictures Home Entertainment


IMDB:: 5.7

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: R
Year:: 2008
: 94 min
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In the dream, it's late afternoon...
...and the shadows are growing long
across a rich, green lawn.
And we got us a big old house
with lots of trees...
...and there's a sprinkler
on the lawn.
And I'm swinging in a hammock...
...just drifting off
on a Sunday afternoon.
And you're sitting on a blanket
in the grass...
...drinking the coolest,
sweetest, ice-cold glass of limeade.
Not that powdered shit
they sell in cans. No.
Real limeade. Fresh squeezed.
With real sugar
and loaded with ice cubes.
And we got us a little boy
between us.
He's just about the most special
little boy this world's ever seen.
And there's big old
puffy clouds in the sky.
We got nowhere to go.
Nothing to do.
We're just sitting there,
talking about silly things.
About good times gone by.
Remembering all the places
we've been...
...and drawing up a list
of all the places we're gonna go.
I wanna go to Hawaii.
I wanna walk along the beach.
Drink pia coladas.
You'd be the prettiest girl
on that beach.
No doubt.
Duke, let's get married.
We're going to.
- Do you mean it?
- Of course I do.
When?
Just as soon
as we can get a little ahead.
- I love you, Duke.
- I love you too.
That's 19.22.
Fifteen, 16, 17, 18, 19.
Take that off, please.
Stay there.
- What are you looking at?
- My fiance's bicycle.
No way, man.
I got that thing behind K-Mart.
- You say it's yours?
- I said it's my fiance's.
Go ahead and take it.
It's locked.
Ah, man.
Anyone got a key?
Ricky's got the key.
He's down in Barstow.
Sorry, homey. Can't help you here.
You were in our place again.
You need to learn to respect
your neighbors, my friend.
That's how you show me respect?
Calling me a thief? And a liar?
- I just want the bike back.
- No problem. Come get it.
Oh, my God, what happened?
- Nothing.
- Baby, there's glass in it. Go sit down.
- Go on.
- I'm fine.
Go sit down.
So you went down there, didn't you?
I saw your bike chained up outside.
What did you want me to do?
Oh, shit.
Hold still.
- Does it hurt?
- No.
Did you pick up work today?
- Half day.
- Don't they need you back?
I got a interview tomorrow.
Office job.
- Really?
- Yeah.
Baby, that's great.
Why didn't you tell me anything?
- I did, as soon as you took a breath.
- Yeah, that's funny.
Imagine me, office job.
So you're not gonna tell them
you're on parole, right?
I'm not gonna tell them
unless they ask.
But if they ask, I gotta tell them.
You know, the landlord called
about rent again.
Oh, great. Well, did you tell him
we were robbed again?
Yes. And he said
he still has to pay the bank.
Well, how about he pays
for fucking security?
Don't yell at me now, Duke, please.
Look, babe, I'm sorry.
I mean, I'm just frustrated.
I never even used
that old bike anyway.
- That's not the point.
- Let it go, Duke, please.
We have enough ugly in our lives.
You never wished me
happy birthday.
Oh, babe.
I'm sorry.
Happy birthday.
Hey, come on, don't do that.
I hate it when you do that.
Things are gonna be okay.
We're gonna have that little house...
...with the hammock and the grass
and all the rest, okay?
How, Duke?
How is that ever gonna happen?
I know it's hard to see sometimes.
You know what it's like?
It's like we're standing
on the bank of a river.
If we could just get to the other side,
things will be okay, you know?
And we will.
We will.
You remembered?
Duke, this is beautiful.
Happy birthday.
Oh, my God.
Try it on. Let's see.
- Wait a minute. We can't afford this.
- It was my mom's.
Oh, my God.
There are times, I swear...
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