The Rundown Page #3

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Mariana, listen.

You borrow my car,

you bring it back

with no windshield.

You borrow

my brother's scooter--

The scooter was mechanical.

lt wasn't my fault.

Now you want to borrow

my uncle's boat?

And, "l found it,

l found it." You will never

find this Garbo of yours.

[Shushing]

lt's Gato, l told you.

Gato.

lt's out there, Mariana.

l know exactly where it is.

But l need that boat.

How much?

l told you--

No, how much

is your Oato worth?

This is a very significant

academic find, Mariana.

lt's not--

How much?

lt's not about money.

You lie like

a little girl, Travis.

l'm not lying.

lf l get the boat for you,

you have to take me with you.

That's ridiculous.

We're talking about

a lousy boat here.

And we split the take 50-50.

l've been doing

all the work, okay?

l found it. No way.

of work at 6:
00.

Then we can go

and get your Gato.

You're evil.

Thank you.

Whatever.

For the flowers.

Harvey, someone here

to see you, brother.

Where's he from?

He's American.

HARVEY:
Got a gun?

No, l don't like guns.

Check him.

[Speaking in Portuguese]

What's the current payout?

Give me a payout

for quadrant three.

[Frog trilling]

Hey, sugar, sugar.

[Speaking in Portuguese]

You checked him?

All right, let's go.

Come on. Come on.

Never met an American

who didn't like guns.

Tell them to dig harder.

lf only it were that simple,

eh, Mr. Beck?

How do you know my name?

When a man of your dimensions

travels all this way

to visit a place like this...

it arouses the curiosity.

What can l do for you?

Do you know this man?

Travis Walker. l let him

do some excavating

around the mine...

allow him to rent a room

in my town...

all for a fair

he might unearth.

Can you tell me

where to find him?

Yeah, just follow

the bullshit.

The guy's got a mouth

should be in the circus.

Brother, please.

Do you have

business with him?

l do.

Good. What kind of business?

l love business.

lt's personal.

So why come to me?

When l'm a guest

in another man's house...

l don't reach

into his refrigerator

without asking permission.

Refrigerator?

l wanna show you

something, Mr. Beck.

Does that look like

a refrigerator to you?

Looks more like hell.

Where you see hell,

l see a spellbinding

sense of purpose.

l see the value of keeping

your eye on the ball.

When a bride slips the ring

on her finger...

when a businessman

lays his hands on a Rolex...

when a rapper

gets a shiny new tooth...

this is that cost, Mr. Beck.

My horror for their beauty,

my hell for their little slice

of heaven.

Somebody's gotta keep

his eye on the ball.

That somebody is me, Mr. Beck.

l am down here every day,

keeping my eye on the ball.

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