Ricochet Page #5

Got a present

for you, Chewalski.

They got tired

of patching up his cell mates

over in C block.

Maybe you

can teach him some manners.

Isn't he cute?

(man #4)

Hey, give him hell, Blake.

I know you.

You're that dude

got busted

on America's Funniest

Home Video.

[laughing]

F*** yourself,

creamcake.

slam!

[screaming in pain]

clang!

[clattering]

[dramatic music]

[ominous music]

(Larry)

Believe this?

It's on every station.

(Nick)

Yeah, I believe it.

The trial's been going on

nine months.

I mean,

what do you expect?

Well, it's never

like this on TV.

On TV, it's always over

in one hour, you know?

And in the end,

Columbo will say,

"Excuse me, one more thing,

Dr. Schmendrick,

"but I know you killed

your wife with a meat grinder

and then fed her

to the goldfish."

Ah, yeah, except

they never show the trial,

you know,

when the perpetrator walks.

Yeah, I almost had

a heart attack

when Kiley asked

for a mistrial.

Yeah?

Yeah, next time

I won't be so lucky.

There's not going to be

a next time, Nick.

That would suggest I didn't find

the missing witness.

I'm going to find

the missing witness.

Maybe I should get out there

with you on the streets.

I still got

a lot of contacts.

You want to help?

Get some sleep.

Stop trying

to be superman.

You mean Lieutenant Columbo,

don't you?

Good night, Larry.

Good night.

[engine starts]

[helicopter whirring]

[doorbell rings]

(woman)

Who is it?

It's one tired and lonely

assistant district attorney

who's had a lousy day.

There better be a gorgeous woman

in a tight-fitting nightgown

in there.

Here she is.

Well, she's gorgeous.

Mm-hmm.

Oh, give me a kiss.

Give me a kiss.

Wanna help me do

some work, baby?

Hmm?

A little drool

there on the lip.

[chuckles]

(man)

Okay, when two white men

in this prison

have a grudge,

they settle it

like true Aryan warriors:

one-on-one

in hand-to-hand.

You think you're too good

for us, Blake.

Well, we'rgiving you

that chance.

Now, grab your weapon,

and may

the best Aryan win!

[all cheering and chattering]

[weapons clanging]

[suspenseful music]

[glass shatters]

clang!

Come on,

kick his ass.

Let's go!

Come on, Chewalski!

[pipe hissing]

[grunting]

[panting]

[grunts]

[screaming in pain]

[weapon clangs]

(man)

There's still

more than 50 of us

in here with you,

Blake.

What's your point?

A man needs friends

to make a life here.

I'm not interested

in life here.

Well, that

can be arranged.

You a**hole,

I'm talking about life

outside.

How about it,

brother?

[chuckles]

You were this amazing

occidental samurai.

I mean--I mean, Christ,

these guys are pussies.

but you, you're--

you're the true Aryan.

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