Stiletto Page #3
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- Year:
- 2008
- 99 min
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that airport thing, is it?
I told you. I already
looked into that.
I checked it up personally.
There's nothing to it.
Something.
Something poisoned
her against me.
no big mystery to this.
A woman like that. She was
brought up with nothing,
watching her family
live like rats over there.
That sh*t gets inside
of you and never leaves,
and never gonna
be normal. Never!
No, no.
Mh-mh.
I saw her eyes
that night.
Mh-mh.
It wasn't greed.
I know greed. I used to see
I see it now
when I look at you.
No. It wasn't greed.
It was hate.
Pure and simple.
Yeah.
We got trouble. I'm at
the warehouse. Bring Virgil.
It's Lee.
We have to go.
Wooh! Go on.
Mac, hit him harder!
Hit him like
you're f***ing mad.
Give it to him.
One more.
Don't quit on me...
We've only just started.
Danny Boy, you can
take a beating. I give you that.
It's 'cause I got nothing
to tell you, Lee.
Do you think I could take all this if
I didn't have something to give you?
I got no idea where
that money is, man.
Come on. You gotta start
looking a little closer to home.
I hope you're wrong.
But I'll find out
sooner or later.
The problem
for you is that
you're the sooner.
Hey, hey, hey,
hey, hey, hey.
Lee, don't. Lee, look at me.
Look at me!
Give me that.
I don't have it.
I don't have it.
I don't know where it is.
Lee. Lee, listen.
Look, babe. Bloke's a romantic.
Look at his tattoo.
No. Hey, hey, look at me.
Look at me.
Hey. You don't
have to do that.
Look at me.
Hey, hey.
You don't have to, you don't
have to do it. Look at me. Hey.
No, no, no,
no, no no no.
No!
Virgil! Get this crazy
freak out of here.
He's out of
his f***ing mind!
Sh*t.
Virgil.
What the f***
are you doing here?
What?
Animals.
Sh.
Get that psychotic
Cockney b*tch out of here now.
Whatever.
Get out.
Lee...
Get out now!
You f***ing psycho.
The money's gone.
$2 million worth.
Who knew we had cash here?
You and Gus.
And him!
And what's left of this f***.
Uh, I...
And you?
Yeah, and me.
He admit to it?
No.
No. But I never
trusted this f***.
No.
Let me ask you
something, Lee.
Why did Danny Boy stick around?
Why didn't he just run?
The f*** do I now!
He's a f***ing moron!
Let him talk.
Get this crazy f*** off me.
He'll kill me.
Danny Boy.
Danny Boy.
He, look, you gotta
believe me, Virgil.
I would never, never. I did
not touch the money. I swear.
Who did then?
That sick cocksucker.
He's been talking sh*t ever since he got back.
Says nobody gives him any respect.
You lying, piece of sh*t!
I'll cut your head!
Lee!
I came down here looking
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