Running Scared

Synopsis: After a drug-op gone bad, Joey Gazelle is put in charge of disposing the gun that shot a dirty cop. But things go wrong for Joey after a neighbor kid stole the gun and used it to shoot his abusive father. Now Joey has to find that kid and the gun before the police and the mob do.
Genre: Action, Crime, Drama
Director(s): Wayne Kramer
Production: New Line Cinema
  4 nominations.
 
IMDB:
7.4
Metacritic:
41
Rotten Tomatoes:
41%
R
Year:
2006
122 min
$6,651,790
Website
100 Views

Come on! Come on, kid!

The f*ck?

Look at me. F*ck!

Come on, Oleg, stay with me.

Come on. Come on!

Come on, kid.

We're going to make it.

We're going to crash!

Yeah, mon.

Sweet like cola wine.

Come on,

we count the hundreds only.

Jeez.

Why don't they finish it?

We're good.

What you have there?

It's all looking very good.

Nobody f*cking move!

- Eat the floor, f*cker!

- Down on the ground!

- Get down!

- Now, you cocksuckers!

You heard him! Get down!

You're making the biggest

f*cking mistake--

Shut up!

Down, motherf*ckers, down!

Everybody,

eat the f*cking floor!

F*cker!

Now, very f*cking carefully,

reach into your jackets...

and take out whatever you're packing

and slide it under the bed!

F*ck you.

Come on, all of you!

Move it! Come on, f*ckheads!

Keep it moving! Now!

You better spend it

real quick, shitbags.

You ain't long

for this f*cking world.

Yeah, right. I will be sure

to have a mai tai on you.

All of you goombah f*cks.

Come on.

I will have one on you, too.

Go, go! Come on!

Come on! Move, move, move!

- Hurry!

- F*cking move!

Get going! Move!

Let's go, let's go,

let's go! Come on!

Come on! Now!

Motherf*cker!

No, man.

You f*ckers!

You motherf*ckers!

We don't give a f*ck

about these n*ggers.

Now, you spill Perello blood...

you're deep-6 invested.

Walk clean.

Piss on Perello blood!

F*ck him!

Shit!

God damn it!

I don't think so.

Son of a bitch!

Motherf*cker! F*ck you!

F*ck!

Come on!

Get up, you f*ck!

Come on!

Guys, let's blow this cunt!

What a f*cking pussy!

What? Where you going,

you f*ck?

We can work this out!

Let's talk!

F*ck you!

Shut the f*ck up!

Where the f*ck you reaching?

- Please--

- Tell you what...

have a mai tai on me...

F*ck me. He's a cop.

A f*cking cop?!

Motherf*cker!

Get the shit,

and let's go! Now!

Hurry the f*ck up!

F*cking dirty mooks.

Cocksuckers!

Is there one f*cking honest cop

in this f*cking city?

Joey.

Give me your gat.

Take this shit

and get rid of it.

And do me a favor--

don't f*ck it up.

No!

Give, loser punk!

Never...dickwad!

Sorry. You OK?

Shit.

I didn't mean to do that.

Call now.

Hey, boss.

What are you doing there?

Whacking off

to the E! Channel again?

I just want to smell you.

Stay just like that.

You didn't call,

you son of a bitch.

Let me guess.

Those are my pearls

you have been promising?

No. No, it's nothing.

Just a little recycling.

Joey, come on.

You are looking for trouble...

because if Tommy ever found out

about that--

Just remember it's just our little

insurance policy, all right?

because there's no way in hell

I am going to be thinking

about getting

some of this right here...

looking at you through

some glass window.

There's no f*cking way.

No, Joey, come on.

No, no, no...

No. No!

Come on, baby.

Baby, look. Look at me.

- What?

- Nicky's around.

No, Nicky's busy.

Come on, I will be quick

and real quiet. Come on.

Quiet? I don't think so.

Quick, I can believe.

You know something, Mrs. G?

- What?

- You're bad.

Yeah, yeah... Sure.

- I got a rep.

- Yeah? You got a rep.

- Yeah, some things--

- You got a crazy rep.

Teresa likes to make it

on washing machines.

On select occasions, yeah.

- No, no.

- What?

My sauce! My sauce is bubbling!

Wait, that's how I like it!

Yeah.

F*ck! Come on!

Hey! You use language

like that...

you ain't getting

no after-dinner dessert.

Go find Nicky.

I think he's up

in the bedroom with Oleg.

Why's he always

with that Russkie kid?

Don't he have no other friends?

Joey, you know, they get along.

It's fine. What do you want?

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