Sharky's Machine Page #3
- R
- Year:
- 1981
- 122 min
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All involved units switch to Tac 20
Scuttle was he was onto something.
We're baby-sitting a politician.
What you need is someone
who'll give this city back to you!
Bullshit!
Don't let him get you down, Papa.
I just wanna know
who shellacs his friggin' hair.
Yes, this city has problems
Ohh, sh*t.
What the hell are we doing here?
Hello, Sergeant.
We're here to arrest certain individuals
that might be offering
to perform sexual acts for money.
It's what we do.
Hey, Papa. I see Mabel's working.
Where?
Right over there.
Ahh. Mabel.
See?
The one in the tiger skin.
Ohh, Mabel.
Well...
Well, go out there and get her, Sharky.
She knows us.
Go ahead.
Oh, she'll love you.
You're cute.
50 bucks?
Listen, I'm a trained professional.
Honey,
I wouldn't give you 50
bucks to do anything.
I would.
Hey, she's yours.
Sold...
to the man with the smiling eyes.
Sharky.
Narcotics...
uh... Vice.
You f***in' low-life creep!
Mm-hmm.
What happened to the smiling eyes?
May you go blind.
And may your prick wither and fall off,
you Nazi bastard.
What's your first name? Ahem
Uh, Rachel.
Rachel... what?
Um, you just better go ahead
and make it Ralph.
Rachel Ralph?
Just... just Ralph.
Ralph.
However, I'll tell you something...
Just give me your name, OK?
Trixie Dumbaugh. Can you spell it?
Trixie? As in tricks?
You want us on the corner
or in the unemployment line?
I'm new here, Mabel.
This is my first night.
Give me a break, huh?
On the corner we cost
the taxpayers nothing.
Attitude! Lay it on him, baby!
Lot a pleasure for a little
bit of hard-earned coin.
Jackson, wanna put the
lady in the cage, please?
Why?
Why this political sexist persecution?
Prosecution.
Why?
Get your hands off of her, sh*t-for-brains!
Get your hands off her!
Where's he going? He's going free, right?
Why? Because he's protected by the man!
He's the man's favorite pimp!
He's safe,
with his $1,000-a-night,
thoroughbred imported...
No. My God.
He'll kill me.
Percy.
I'm sorry.
Hey!
I didn't mean it.
I didn't mean it.
Oh, God, I swear I didn't mean it.
I didn't mean it.
Who was that guy?
Percy Sinclair. He's a big-time pimp.
If Mabel ever made $1,000 in one night,
it'd break her back.
You better know it.
She said the man. What man?
Sinclair left his money here.
He left his address book, too.
No, sh*t, Sherlock.
- Got names in here.
- I copied them down.
- You did what?
- I copied them down.
- You copied them down?
- Yeah.
For what?
Listen, a $1,000-a-night hooker never
sees the inside of this place, you know?
But I do happen to have here
in my trusty pocket, the list.
Huh.
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