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Old Guy (2024)

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Old Guy (2024)

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("MONEY MONEY"

BY EAMON PLAYING)

(INDISTINCT RAPPING)

Meantime

Need that money back

Money money

Get that money back

Meantime need

That money back

Money money

Get that money back

(HUM OF AIRCRAFT ENGINE)

(expl*si*n)

So much time gon' by

See I need a little money

Yeah I better get my money

Woo!

No more wasting time yeah

See I need a little money

Yessur!

See I better get my money

Woo!

Who the dummy

Swear I ain't coming

Think about to let

The family go hungry

Ain't happening

Not with the acting

Coughing up crate

'Fore the beast start clapping

Lord please help me

These snake rough again

Nobody help told me

(GLASS SHATTERS)

No no nothing

I need something

(ENGINE REVS)

Meantime

Need that money back

Money money

Need that money back

Meantime

Need that money back

(POUNDING ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)

(CROWD CHEERING

WITH THE MUSIC)

(TRAIN RUMBLING)

("HIT ME WHERE IT HURTS"

BY LALA LALA PLAYING)

Don't make me wait

Don't make me wait

Hit me where it hurts

Or something even worse

It's never allowed

I'm just waiting around

I've already slipped

(DOOR OPENS)

The longing is it

I know nothing is mine

I'm just biding my time

Turn off the light

I'd rather fight

I don't want to say it

It's a beautiful day.

Don't waste it in bed.

But you look at me

Like I don't exist

DATTA: Dr. Youcobian feels

the surgery went very well.

You can see the pins

inserted here.

But how's your hand feeling?

Good as new.

Good, I'm glad.

With the arthritis you had,

you can expect

an occasional flareup

even after the joint fusion.

Can I go back to work?

What do you do?

This and that.

Different things.

Well... we don't want to be

putting pressure

on your fingers.

We want the new joints

to hold together.

Hm, okay.

I really need to

get back to work.

If you have to, you have to.

Just get in the Pand use your left hand

as much as possible.

Any other questions?

I could use a refill

on my cocodamol.

Those were just meant for

the day or two after surgery.

Is that a no?

DATTA: Definitely a no.

(SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING)

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

(LIGHTER CLICKS)

(CAR DOOR OPENS)

Looking for something?

(CAR DOOR CLOSES)

They said I should come here

for pastrami

if things went wrong.

We do not carry pastrami.

In the back.

The spicy variety.

f*ck. Are you serious?

Get back in the car.

Okay.

Back in the car.

DOUG: Okay.

I'm Doug.

Let me see. There's 50...

(COINS CLANKING)

Oh, let me see. Yes!

(INDISTINCT)

(COINS CLANKING)

(DOLINSKI SIGHS EXASPERATEDLY)

That's lovely.

Thank you very much.

You have a nice day.

You can't just close

in the middle of the day.

Well, don't borrow money

if you don't want us

in your deli.

And what am I supposed

to tell the staff?

That I don't know.

Tell them you ran out

of mozzarella.

I don't care.

Psst.

Come.

(DOOR CLOSES)

I'll need a doctor.

Here. Show me.

(UNDOING ZIPPER)

(CLATTERING)

The woman had

a pair of scissors.

Is the job done?

He wasn't home from work yet.

Jesus Christ.

Here. Hold that.

I gotta phone this in.

Okay.

(TELEPHONE KEYS CLACKING)

It's Dolinski.

Yeah.

Yeah.

(TELEPHONE THUDS)

The doctor's on his way.

I'm gonna need a tetanus shot.

Yeah, the doctor

has everything.

Do you still have your piece?

Huh, yeah.

(g*n CLIP CLATTERS)

So why they got you here?

What do you mean?

You're Dolinski, ain't ya?

Take your clothes off.

Why?

When the doctor brings

new clothes,

I'll get rid of this stuff.

(TRASH BAG RUSTLING)

Here.

To answer your question,

I had hand surgery.

Oh, really?

DOLINSKI: Yeah.

Oh, wow.

Put me out of commission

for six weeks.

DOUG: Really?

Yeah.

What's gonna happen?

They shouldn't have sent you

on a job like that.

What are they gonna do to me?

Don't worry.

That's why I'm here.

Should I have run?

No! No, no, no.

It's it's good you didn't.

You know,

show them you stand up,

take responsibility.

Yeah.

Come here.

Let me show you something.

Look.

This is what happens.

Company takes you

on a vacation.

It's beautiful.

Yeah.

Wow.

The Philippines.

The most beautiful beaches

in the world.

Really? Wow.

Weather's great right now.

DOUG: I've never been

anywhere like that before.

(g*n FIRES)

(BLOOD SPLATTERS)

(BODY THUDS)

DOLINSKI: m*therf*cker!

(GROANS IN PAIN)

(SIGHS)

WORKER: Oh,

this is a light one, innit?

(REAR OF THE VAN CLOSES)

Oh, and, uh,

Opal wants to see you.

(CROW CAWING)

(TIRES CRUNCH ON PEBBLES)

Hey.

Hey, what's up, Dolinski?

Notice anything different?

A haircut?

DOLINSKI: No!

f*cking brace is off, my man.

Oh, yeah. Hey, that's...

that's great.

You know,

I know she wants to, uh,

she wants to talk to you, so.

I don't mind waiting.

(LIGHTER CLICKS)

(DOOR OPENS)

(FOOTFALLS)

Hm.

Still smoking Cohibas,

Dolinski?

I helped myself. Thanks.

It had to be done.

He made a terrible mess.

The wife and two kids.

Didn't even get the guy.

He wasn't ready.

Gotta give him

a chance, right?

No.

Put me back in the field

and we can avoid

these problems.

That's what I wanted to

talk to you about, Dolinski.

Naturally.

It's not happening.

What's not happening?

We're going younger

across the board.

After this mess?

It'll be a process.

Come on, Dolinski.

You must have known

this day was coming.

After 30 years?

I haven't f*cked up

a single job.

Your record's impeccable.

Then why?

OPAL: You know why.

What? I had a little injury.

Now I'm recovered.

Don't bullshit me.

Your hand's f*cked.

We both know it.

It's fixed.

It's good as new. Shake it.

I'm not doing that, Dolinski.

Go, go, go ahead. Shake it.

Feel the grip.

Strong as steel.

There's a bigger picture,

okay?

We're looking to the future.

Well, my point exactly.

I've got something

I think you might like.

Yeah, we'll see about that.

It'll get you out of the deli.

Back in the field?

In a different capacity.

Doing what?

(LIVELY MUSIC PLAYING)

(BOWLING PINS TOPPLING)

MANAGER: Hi.

Bowling shoes over there.

No bowling for me.

I'm meeting someone.

And no smoking inside, mate.

Sorry.

BARTENDER:

What can I get you?

I'll have a whiskey. With ice.

WIHLBORG: Did you know

that bowling actually started

in 800 B.C.?

You know, I watched

this fantastic documentary

on how they make

bowling ba*ls and...

I can't remember

how they do it.

BARTENDER: There you go.

Thanks.

WOMAN: Bye.

Okay, no, yeah.

Have a good one, you guys.

You Wihlborg?

Yes, I am. And and you are?

Dolinski.

Hey, man. What's up?

Hey, you forgot the vodka.

I don't drink alcohol.

Body's a temple.

You know what I mean?

No.

You know, alcohol's actually

really bad for you.

Makes me uncomfortable

just being around it.

Sorry.

So what did Opal tell you

about this thing?

Said you'd tag along,

give me feedback on how

I handle myself in the North.

No, she didn't.

Yes, she did.

Do you know who I am?

I know you've been around.

Around? I've been at the top

for twice as long

as you exist.

Longer probably.

Probably.

WIHLBORG: Mm.

So I'm not tagging along.

I'm leading the charge.

Whatever, yo...

(PINS CLATTERING)

(PHONE BEEPS)

(PHONE RINGING)

ASSISTANT: Hello?

Let me speak to Opal.

ASSISTANT:

She's not available,

Dolinski.

You tell her this training

bullshit isn't gonna work.

You got that?

ASSISTANT: You know

what she's gonna say.

Look, as*h*le.

Just tell her

I'm not gonna do this sh*t.

Yeah?

(PHONE BEEPS)

What'd she say?

Let's get the f*ck outta here.

I don't give a sh*t

what Opal told you

about tagging along.

This job is near Belfast.

Belfast has its own rules.

I happen to know the rules.

So you're gonna do as I say.

Sure thing, Obi-Wan.

What?

Nothing. I get it.

You're like old and sh*t

and wanna feel, you know...

(CHUCKLES)

Well, say it.

I really want to know

what I feel.

Never mind.

(DISTANT SIREN WAILING)

You paint your fingernails?

("BEAUTIFUL DIRECTIONS"

BY LALA LALA PLAYING)

Beautiful directions

You've got

Beautiful directions

ANATA: Hey!

Hey.

Hey, Lola.

I need my gear.

You want one of these first?

No, I need something

more substantial.

What am I so afraid of?

(FOOTFALLS)

(DOOR OPENS)

(CLANKING)

DOLINSKI: Thank you.

ANATA: Mm-hm.

DOLINSKI: Mm.

These are molly?

(BOTTLES CLINK SOFTLY)

Yeah.

Can I take some, for the road?

Help yourself.

You're the best.

What do you have this for?

Protection.

Against what? Squirrels?

I like it.

So where you headed next?

Northern Ireland.

Belfast.

Mm. Lucky you.

What do you mean?

I've always wanted

to visit there.

Belfast?

Yeah. You know,

it's got a lot of history.

It's got a great music scene.

(g*n c*ck)

Anyway, I gotta work

all weekend.

Why don't you ask Lola

to hold the fort for you?

(EXCITING MUSIC PLAYING)

Are you like

a prost*tute or something?

Whoa, whoa.

What?

Hell did you get that from?

I've heard about

that karaoke spot.

I've never tricked in my life.

Hey, I'm a manager.

I manage people.

I work my a*s off.

Harder than you guys.

I don't know about that.

Yeah.

ANATA: f*ck off, Dolinski.

You work like... I don't know,

two days a month?

I'm there every g*dd*mn night.

The f*cking people

I have to deal with.

You don't even know.

Hm. What do they

complain about?

What, "My d*ck itches"

or, you know,

"My p*ssy's sore"?

No, it's called

conflict resolution.

I resolve sh*t...

so they don't have to

call you guys.

(EXCITING ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)

(SHIP HORN BLARES)

Hey! Look at you people.

Dolinski.

And his beautiful

Ghislaine Maxwell, Anata.

Milo.

Tasteless, as I remember.

Ah, the wunderkind.

Why you dressed like that?

(CAR DOOR CLOSES)

Like what?

You got your brace off.

Hey, the 90's called.

They want that haircut back.

Your wife likes it like this.

That is a low blow, Dolinski.

I still have feelings

for that woman.

You look like you're ready

for your morning nap,

so let's just get

straight to work, shall we?

He's a golf fanatic.

Tee time at

the Clandeboye Club

this afternoon.

As good a place as any

to do the job.

Who are these two?

Bodyguards. You're gonna

have to separate 'em.

That's why I like

the golf course.

A lot of space.

And who is he?

How should I know?

Who cares?

Do you care?

Nope.

What is up with you, man?

What are you talking about?

It's so out of the question

I ask who I'm gonna clip?

You look low energy, Dolinski.

I'm economizing

my blood pressure.

You tried Peloton?

No.

You heard about this kid?

What about him?

Opal thinks he's some

sort of hitman prodigy.

Like you used to be.

Only problem, he keeps,

you know...

k*lling bystanders.

Prodigy?

Guy paints his fingernails.

He's half a ret*rd.

Whoa. You know you're not

supposed to say that anymore.

What? "ret*rd?"

Lucky for you.

What did I do

to deserve this hostility?

I I thought

we had banter going.

You take it too far.

Sorry.

I was joking about your wife.

Now while...

while Mr. k*lling Genius

and I go do this thing,

would you mind

taking her shopping?

What the f*ck do I look like?

Well, you got something to do?

Jesus.

Buy her a coffee,

show her the shops.

She still looks good,

doesn't she?

(CHUCKLES) Sure.

(PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING)

Move in.

(WIHLBORG GRUNTS)

(CAR DOOR CLOSES)

(BIRDS CALLING)

(CAR ENGINE HALTS)

(CAR DOOR OPENS)

(CAR DOOR CLOSES)

What do you got for me?

For you, I got jack sh*t.

Sorry? What?

What do you mean?

What I mean is

you stay in the car.

What are you talking about?

You're supposed to observe me,

give me feedback

on how I do this thing.

DOLINSKI: Here's

what's gonna happen.

I'm gonna k*ll this gentleman.

You're gonna stay in the car,

listen to the radio,

paint your f*cking nails.

Have you completely

f*cking lost it?

I'm gonna show our friends

in London that...

injured hand or not,

Danny Dolinski

still has gas in the tank.

I can do this work with

my eyes closed and a bum hand,

and you're gonna

tell them that

I'm the best you've ever seen.

Will you put the g*n down?

I don't like anybody

behind me with a g*n,

even if

we're working together.

Now, listen, pal.

In more than 30 years,

I've never k*lled anyone

by mistake.

Not one innocent casualty.

You know, unlike you,

Mr. Millennial.

That's really impressive,

Dolinski.

Or is it Gen Z?

Who can tell the difference?

What the f*ck.

(CAR DOOR SHUTS)

(CROWS CAWING)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

MICAH: Great shot.

(THWACK)

That's okay.

(PERKY, SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC

PLAYING)

Hey, whoa, whoa.

(LAUGHING)

Where's the ball?

(EXHALES)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

Yo.

Callaway 2?

You playing?

Or just taking a stroll?

Taking a break.

My hand, I just had

joint fusion surgery.

That's a pity.

Oh, f*ck!

(g*nsh*t)

Ah, f*ck!

MICAH: Hey!

Lads!

Let's go.

(MICAH PANTS)

Go, go, go.

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

(PANTS)

Oh, there you are.

(g*nsh*t)

(DOLINSKI GROANS)

(RAPID g*nf*re)

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

You're finished, buddy.

(DOLINSKI GROANS)

BODYGUARD: I recognize him.

It's Dolinski.

Used to work for London.

I don't have

any business in London.

What is this?

Personal?

Go get him.

He can't even aim.

BODYGUARD: They say he used

to be their best guy.

(RAPID g*nf*re)

MICAH: Who the f*ck are you?

What the f*ck?

What the f*ck?

(SINGLE g*nsh*t)

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

(GENTLE MUSIC PLAYING)

(MICAH GROANING)

(g*nsh*t)

Come on, Dolinski.

Let's bury these f*ck.

(TEASING VIBE MUSIC PLAYING)

(SPADES CLATTER,

CAR TRUNK CLOSES)

(GENTLE MUSIC PLAYING)

(MUTED CHATTER)

Hey.

DOLINSKI: Hello.

As requested.

DOLINSKI: Thank you.

How was your day?

Can I have another one?

That good, huh?

You look lovely.

Oh, thank you.

(DANCE MUSIC PLAYING)

Hey. Hey.

We got to talk about today.

What's there to talk about?

Okay, take my spot.

Another one of those.

Make it two.

I don't drink. No.

All right, listen. So...

I'll tell them that

you gave me good feedback

and that you might have

taught me a few tricks

but II have to do this

on my own.

You know what I like to do

after work?

Not talk about work.

Okay, but today was

pretty f*cked up, right?

Very well...

I ordered you to stay

in the car, did I not?

Oh, come on. That can't be

your take on today.

I had an out.

Several, in fact.

Mm. You'll have to

tell me about them.

A lot of young guys

do a couple of jobs,

they get decent results,

and then they start

thinking to themselves,

"I must be one of the best."

But all that's really happened

was you've been lucky.

You were lucky

that I was there today.

You got a lot to learn.

Lesson number one.

Someone offers you a drink,

you take it.

Whatever he wants is on me.

Lesson number two.

Never miss an opportunity,

especially for

bedding the Duchess.

I'm coming back, ladies!

He's easy to underestimate.

I think animals would be

eating his flesh right now

if it weren't for me.

So what's going on

with you two, for real?

I mean, are you sleeping

together or, you know?

You don't know how to

read people at all, do you?

He's my friend.

Got any of those?

I don't really need any.

And, um...

if he is your friend

and you care at all about him,

tell him to retire

before he gets himself k*lled.

(DANCE MUSIC CONTINUES)

(DISTANT SIREN BLARING)

(SOFT, PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING)

He's fast as hell.

Very accurate sh**ter.

Decisive.

But upstairs...

I don't know.

I could teach him

a few things, you know...

(PHONE VIBRATES)

How to talk...

present himself.

(ANATA CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

Who are you texting?

Uh, Anuj.

The guy that I'm having dinner

with tonight.

(CHUCKLES)

Look what he just sent me.

(DISTANT SIREN WAILING)

Mm-hm.

It's so cute.

(SIREN WAILING OUTSIDE)

(KNOCKS ON DOOR)

Do you want me to get it?

Yeah, I'm doing my nails.

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

Hi.

Good morning, Anata.

Want a croissant?

Uh, my body's trained to

not seek carbs this early.

(MUNCHES CROISSANT)

(PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING)

(CAGES OPENING)

(DOGS BARKING)

SIMONE: Hey, Dolinski.

DOLINSKI: Hey, Simone.

They brought out

the A team, no?

Come on. Follow me.

How's the hand?

DOLINSKI: Well,

thanks for asking.

Much better.

SIMONE: Yeah, my granny just

had the exact same surgery.

Christ!

You understand

the purpose of a trainer

is to improve the run time

of the animal.

This afternoon,

I expect improvement.

Otherwise, I'll be feeding

the three of you to my pigs.

William.

You made the papers.

Quite the homecoming

for you, Dolinski.

Homecoming?

He didn't tell you?

Dolinski used to be

a regular here in Belfast

once we got his mother

out of Poland.

That was a long time ago.

SIMONE: Well, here's your

welcome home present.

(FOLDER THUDS)

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

DOLINSKI: Get out of here.

Barbierri.

Nah, that's a suicide mission.

We'll pass.

WILLIAM:

Can't let you do that.

You need to move quick.

We need a fast outcome.

No, yeah.

Let's get out of here.

You're not leaving, Dolinski.

Oh, really?

This isn't at-will employment.

(g*n CLICKS)

After I've taken you

under my wing?

Sit down, Dolinski.

Hear him out.

Come on.

Your protest is noted.

Sit on down.

Okay.

Good. We all cool?

The guy you did

on the golf course

was their number three.

They were training him up

to be the heir apparent.

You might have mentioned that.

(LAUGHS) I've gotta explain

the ways of things to you?

We do what we're asked.

(DOLINSKI SIGHS)

WIHLBORG: Security system

and multiple guards.

How the f*ck are we

supposed to get in here?

See what you've done now,

Dolinski?

Now Mr. Wannabe Navy Seal here

has an opinion.

Maybe you ask

your dog trainer,

see what he thinks.

I'm just pointing it out.

You'll appreciate this,

Dolinski.

This kid...

has been on six jobs.

Seven.

Already done

13 innocent bystanders.

You're counting the bodyguards

at the golf course?

I saved his life.

Did I not?

They're having

a leadership squabble.

Opal smells opportunity.

While they chase their tails

trying to figure out

what happened to

the number three,

we cut off

the head of the beast

and merge into

one big UK organization.

Are you coming?

I'm looking for Yatzeck.

Looking for?

We don't know

where Yatzeck is,

but we're supposed to take out

his number two?

I'll find him.

This is...

this is ridiculous.

You know that.

WILLIAM: Yeah, yeah.

You might be right.

But guess what?

No one asked me

and no one asked you.

So there's no point in

arguing about it, is there?

Now, with your blessing,

can I show you

how you're going to do it?

You're not going in the front,

'cause that

egomaniac Barbierri

insists on an ocean view.

So you're going by water.

DOLINSKI:

Don't put it out there that

you'd raise a g*n at me.

Or anyone for that matter.

If you pull a g*n,

it's because you gotta use it.

Otherwise, you keep it

in your pants.

WIHLBORG:

I don't work for you, man.

DOLINSKI: Shut the f*ck up

for a second.

I'm trying to teach you

something.

(CAR DOOR CLOSES)

You gotta think for yourself.

Following their instructions

like a robot

is only going to

get you k*lled.

Or worse.

You're saying

we shouldn't do it.

I'm... I'm saying

if you do it,

you do it because

you think it's doable.

Listen, William doesn't know

these people like I do.

They're vicious.

They don't just put a b*llet

in your brain

like civilized people.

Guy I knew ran afoul of them.

They tortured him

for three days

just to make a point.

Turned him into

a babbling vegetable.

(CAR ENGINE STARTS)

I wonder whether

Anata found a dress.

(CAR ENGINE REVS)

(SOFT, TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

Did I freak you out

or something?

No. No, I, you know,

I appreciate

you making the effort

to teach me something.

Most people in my life

never taught me anything.

Someone taught you to sh**t.

Yeah, my adopted dad did.

There you go.

Yeah, but it kind of

came natural.

I mean, you know,

for the most part,

he was a drunken as*h*le.

Oh, here we go.

WIHLBORG: What?

Should I put some

schmaltzy music on for you?

Why do you have to be

such an as*h*le?

You know, I'm trying...

never f*cking mind.

I don't like whining.

Who's whining?

Go on, then.

Tell me how Daddy was mean

so now you have to

k*ll people for a living.

This is a craft for me.

Actually more like an art.

You know, that's my style.

I hate to burst

your bubble, Picasso,

but we're no artists.

We're sanitation workers.

We take out the garbage.

Oh, there she is.

(APPROACHING FOOTSTEPS)

Did you get something?

Oh, sexy.

Get in the back, Michelangelo.

(CAR DOORS CLOSE)

So where do you meet

your your friend

for dinner tonight?

The Muddlers Club.

Ohh, fancy.

Mm-hm.

What's he do? Finance?

Medicine.

Medicine? Wow.

That's a good job.

(CAR ENGINE STARTS, REVS)

(SOFT, ROUSING MUSIC PLAYING)

Where's all the f*cking water?

(CAR DOOR OPENS)

(KICKING THE BOAT)

(CHUCKLING GLEEFULLY)

You find this funny?

All the f*cking water's gone.

Bad intel on the tides,

I guess.

(TEARING THE TAPE)

What are we going to do?

We'll walk.

It's about a mile and a half.

(TAPE TEARING CONTINUES)

What are you doing?

Widening the grip.

You know,

make the trigger pull

a little easier.

I have a little

arthritis in my hand.

No big deal,

but at the golf course,

it acted up.

Try this. It has less kick

than your .45.

Yeah. What do I look like?

Your Auntie Daisy?

Oh, don't be a f*cking idiot.

Just try it.

Look,

if I get into a gunfight,

I need my showstopper.

(SIGHS) Whatever.

(PILLS CLATTERING)

Painkillers.

Maybe they're the reason

your aim was off,

and not your hand.

Just worry about yourself.

I am worried about myself.

I'm worried I have

a drugged up partner.

Listen, kid.

I've been

doing pharmaceuticals

since I was 16 years old.

I can handle my drugs.

Pills and booze

impair motor skills.

They're also bad for

your long-term health.

Thank you, Nancy Reagan.

Who?

(GENTLE MUSIC PLAYING)

(SQUELCHING FOOTSTEPS)

DOLINSKI: You don't have to

talk all the time, you know,

especially

when you're going to a job.

You can be quiet

once in a while.

This constant,

constant talking

just, you know, distracts...

Me?

Yeah.

WIHLBORG:

You're the one talking.

DOLINSKI: Seriously.

Mind the rocks.

(PATRONS CHATTER AND LAUGH)

(INTENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

(ANNOUNCER ON TV TALKING)

(ZIPPER BUZZES)

(PHONE SCANNING)

WIHLBORG: Okay.

(ZIPPER BUZZES)

Ready?

Oh, yeah. Let's go.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

(ONGOING CHATTER ON TV)

(SHUSHES)

(ONGOING CHATTER ON TV)

(DOOR OPENS)

Grandpa? I'm thirsty.

DOLINSKI: Hello.

Who are you?

I'm Danny Dolinski.

Very pleased to make

your acquaintance.

And you? Who are you?

Macy.

Macy. That's amazing.

You're thirsty?

Do you want some water?

We need glasses.

Up there.

Can I take some too?

Thank you.

Come.

Do you want to sit

at the counter?

MACY: Yeah.

DOLINSKI: Yeah.

(WATER POURING)

Cheers.

Ah, good.

Good.

Enough?

Yeah? Good.

Wanna go?

Where's your bedroom?

That way?

Let's go.

I'll follow you.

What is your favorite

kind of chocolate?

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

(SOFT CLUB MUSIC,

GLASSES CLINKING)

ANATA: Hi.

I'm really, really sorry.

Don't worry.

You're saving children

and grandmothers, right?

Paperwork more like.

Ah.

What's good, what's good...

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

She's back in bed.

Who else is in the house?

It's just me and her.

Yeah, go check.

We need to slip out quietly.

Thank you for that.

A little girl?

Who do you think I am?

I know you.

You're from London.

Aren't you?

May I?

Go ahead.

Do you want one?

Sure.

(ALCOHOL POURS)

Your bosses are fools.

They don't have the muscle

to take over.

It's above my pay grade

to contemplate.

Why are you partnered up?

London usually has you guys

work alone.

Training him.

(BARBIERRI CHUCKLES)

You don't believe that,

do you?

Let me tell you something

from a management perspective.

"Training" means "replacing."

Did they give you an option?

Of course not,

and I'll tell you why.

Because the only thing that

London cares about is youth.

Now up here,

we value experience.

You value the same one thing

everyone does.

Including you?

'Cause I can triple your pay.

We washed twice as much money

as London last year.

I can make you our number one.

All you've got to do

is put a b*llet

in the head of your trainee

when he walks in that door.

Security moved.

I found a better exit.

What's going on?

Go ahead, Dolinski.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC BUILDS UP)

(SHOT FIRED WILDLY)

(ONE MORE SHOT FIRED)

I told you about those pills.

I'm so happy to see you.

I think I'll only have time

for a drink.

What? Oh, what about dinner?

Oh, I need to be back by 9:00.

Oh, that's in 45 minutes.

Can I see you after work?

Um, what time do you think

you'll finish?

(CLEARS THROAT)

Um, I've been trying to figure

out a way to tell you this.

I've met someone.

You met someone...

Okay. Um...

I just drove all the way

from London,

and you're

telling me this now?

I'm sorry.

Look, we've never connected.

We weren't like...

We weren't like what?

Hey, we had fun, right?

We can still have fun

if you want. We can

go back to your hotel room...

WAITER: Can I tell you about

our dinner specials?

Sorry. Give us a sec.

Anata.

One more, for old time's sake.

(ANUJ GROANS)

(ANUJ SCOFFS)

(FOOTSTEPS SQUELCHING IN MUD)

Are you mad at me?

Did I do something wrong?

You're gonna pretend

you weren't gonna k*ll

that little girl?

Well, I didn't do it, did I?

(CAR DOOR OPENS)

So... you made the mud walk.

And you...

managed not to k*ll

any innocents.

Bravo, gentlemen.

(GLASSES CLINK)

Not with water.

(GLASSES CLINK)

It was a good job.

Here. Same again all round.

Hm?

Come on. Move, cowboy.

So...

This working together thing.

Not bad, right?

Nah.

WILLIAM: What?

(SMACKS LIPS) Nah.

You're kidding.

His skills... your expertise.

Quite a team, yeah?

I don't see it.

Look, f*ck the lone wolf sh*t,

Dolinski, okay?

You're gonna need him.

I don't need him. What for?

Our perspective has changed.

What does that mean?

Yatzeck keeps a low profile.

Simone's got leads,

but Opal wants you

to be ready.

Both of you.

Right, keep your phones on

in case Simone has

a breakthrough, yeah?

You didn't tell him

about the girl?

No. Why would I?

I don't know.

You have these weirdass

codes of behavior and sh*t.

DOLINSKI: No.

It's called morality.

We make a living

the same way, bro.

No, we don't.

I k*ll people because

they had it coming.

You...

you're something else.

You know, I think the reason

you keep it clean

is because you've only done

easy jobs

your whole life.

Sounds like you got something

you want to get

off your chest.

You've never been in the sh*t.

Unlike me.

Where I come from, one does

what one needs to survive.

And if that involves

k*lling a kid, so be it.

Is it a challenge for you

to simulate being human?

You don't know

anything about me.

No, I do.

You're a run-of-the-mill

foster kid,

kid with daddy issues,

and probably a little

psychopathic.

It's not that complicated.

(WIHLBORG GRUNTS)

What are you idiots doing?

Stop it. Stop.

(g*n CLICKS)

Jesus Christ.

Go ahead.

I'm still not your daddy.

What the f*ck are you doing?

Really?

Let's get a drink.

(PARTY MUSIC PLAYING)

Daylight hasn't passed

DOLINSKI: Short date.

Kind of.

Midnight

He got called in.

Some kind of emergency.

I don't mind.

He's a doctor, you know.

He's gotta save lives.

Big f*cking deal.

I could get real high

Never high enough

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

(CLUB PATRONS LAUGHING)

(ANATA GROANS)

(BREATHING DEEPLY)

I'm sorry, Anata.

I shouldn't have.

I'm too old for this sh*t.

I'd give years of my life

to have your age.

(ANATA SIGHS)

What are you so worried about?

Is a regular life so far

out of the question?

What do you want

with a doctor anyway?

Could you just be real

for a minute?

What's wrong with you?

Yeah.

Yeah, what's wrong with me?

No, not not like that.

I mean, there's nothing

wrong with you.

You don't know anything.

What's wrong with me

seems to be more the question.

I could take care of you.

Gimme a break, Dolinski.

You can't even

take care of yourself.

I gotta

do something different.

I was freezing my a*s off,

like a degenerate.

I love you.

Oh, f*ck off, Dolinski.

I would marry you.

Oh, Jesus Christ.

(RUNNING FOOTSTEPS)

(DISTANT SIREN WAILING)

(CAR TIRES SCREECH)

DOLINSKI: f*ck.

(CAR DOORS CLOSING)

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

Hey!

BODYGUARD: Let's go. Come on.

(THUDS AGAINST GARBAGE BIN)

Who are you?

Danny Dolinski.

Is that supposed to mean

something?

Am I supposed to know you?

You k*lled Micah

on the golf course then.

Bravo, Columbo.

Who ordered this?

And don't say London

'cause not even London's

that f*cking stupid.

London.

This f*cking guy...

(g*n CLICKS)

Don't think I won't.

DOLINSKI: Move over.

It's okay. It's okay.

Let's go.

I'll find you, London.

Look, it's between our bosses.

You're doing your job,

I'm doing mine.

No hard feelings.

Maybe I take my job

more seriously than you,

but I'll find you both.

You can bet on that.

(RAPID g*nf*re)

(ANATA GROANS)

(RAPID g*nf*re)

(DOOR OPENS)

ANATA: Oh.

(PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING)

DOLINSKI: Hello, Mama.

MOM: Mm. Is that you, Danny?

Yes.

(DOOR CLOSES)

Oh.

Hello.

Hello.

Mm.

How long

are you going to stay?

Only tonight.

Oh.

Mama...

This is Anata.

MOM: Oh.

Hi.

Hello. I'm Tory Dolinski.

It's nice to meet you.

MOM: Uh-huh.

She's very pretty.

Are you two, um...

No.

No.

Oh. I made up the bed.

I'll sleep on the sofa.

Oh.

I'll make eggs for breakfast.

(DOLINSKI CHUCKLES)

MOM: I'll put the kettle on.

(GENTLE MUSIC PLAYING)

(SEAGULLS SQUAWKING)

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

(EXHALES)

So how much do houses cost

around here?

You don't want to live

round here.

I wouldn't turn it down.

(MOM GIGGLES)

Too boring for

a young woman like you.

(ANATA CHUCKLES)

I know.

Because it's too boring

for an old woman like me.

Well...

boring doesn't sound so bad.

I have known you for...

mm, three minutes.

I can tell you do not have

a boring bone in your body.

(SCOFFS) Thank you.

I think.

Now my son hardly shares

anything about his life

with me.

Tell me, does he have

someone special?

Um, not as far as I know.

Mm.

(SEAGULLS SQUAWKING)

(WIHLBORG GRUNTS)

(PHONE VIBRATING)

(PANTING)

Yeah?

Did you hear?

WIHLBORG:

William said you did

three of theirs in public.

I swear it was a

complete and total mess.

Word I was gonna use

is badass.

(CHUCKLES) Yeah.

I owe you an apology

about last night.

Not that you were exactly

right but but...

Yeah, forget it.

It's it's all good.

I think it's best

I get out of town.

I have

a little place in Wales.

We found Yatzeck.

Come again?

WIHLBORG:

Simone found him apparently.

No sh*t.

Grand Central Hotel.

(DISTANT SIREN WAILING)

Where's his security?

WIHLBORG: Everywhere.

He has teams roaming the city

looking for us.

And apparently,

PSNI is helping.

The only guy he's had

communications with

is with his messenger

that visits his room

once a day.

And how do we enter

the building?

That I don't know.

But if we can get in,

I know I can get to his room.

Yeah, almost like

a proper hotel guest.

Now you got to

lose that thing.

My race car? No way.

It stands out, you know?

It's the kind of thing

a witness remembers.

I need it.

It keeps me centered.

Yeah,

I'll hold on to it for you.

Don't lose it.

I won't.

It's the oldest thing I have.

It's the only thing I have

from before I was adopted.

It's a piece of plastic.

Yeah, well, it helps me

remember I exist.

You know? Sometimes,

I don't feel like

a real person.

You're real enough, trust me.

(BOTH CLAP HANDS)

(TRUCK BEEPING)

Yo, can I help you?

What's going on?

Yeah, just tell me

where you want 'em.

What is this?

What is it?

Microwaves.

Right, we didn't order

any microwaves.

It's not us.

Can you move the truck?

(LAUGHS) I'm just delivery.

They give me the boxes

and the address.

Maybe doublecheck your log?

I don't need to

doublecheck the log.

We didn't order it.

Now move.

You're blocking the entrance.

Well, the order might

have been put in months ago.

Mate, it wasn't put in

months ago.

No, we didn't order it,

so can you move?

Look. Between you and me,

I'm having a hard day here,

you know.

I'm way behind and

if I take any of the stuff

back to the warehouse,

it's my a*s.

I I need the job.

My age...

Yeah, mate, I can't help you,

all right?

Now move the truck.

Well, if it helps at all,

I could

spruce up the deal...

little bit.

(DOOR OPENS)

(BROODING MUSIC PLAYING)

DOLINSKI: (ON RADIO)

Are you there?

Yeah.

It's clear.

(SEAGULLS SQUAWKING)

(PILLS RATTLE)

I'm heading to the stairs.

Going quiet.

Copy that.

(FOOTSTEPS ON STAIRS)

(SCANNER BEEPING)

(SCANNER BEEPS)

(BLOWS)

(LIGHTER CLICKS)

(RUMBLE OF

APPROACHING VEHICLE)

(CAR DOORS CLOSING)

Get the f*ck out of there!

(DOOR UNLOCKS)

(DOOR OPENS)

(SHOWER RUNNING)

(DOOR CLOSES)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

Wihlborg!

Wihlborg!

(SHOWER RUNNING)

(RAPID g*nf*re)

(DOOR SLAMS)

(GLASS SHATTERS)

Oh, f*ck!

g*nman: Grab him.

f*ck.

f*ck. Oh, f*ck.

(PERKY FOOTSTEPS)

Don't worry. I'll find him.

So you've got two options.

One, tell me where

Dolinski's going.

Or two, you can choose

the path of stubbornness.

But before you

make up your mind,

there's something

I want you to understand

about the stubborn path.

The end result

will be the same.

The only difference is

that you will have met Monty.

Now Monty specializes

in extracting information.

f*ck off.

Hm.

This is what you get

for trying to be helpful.

(TRUNK SHUTS)

(TENSE, SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC

PLAYING)

(CAR DOOR OPENS)

(CAR DOOR CLOSES)

(CAR REVS)

OPAL: (INTO PHONE)

I don't know.

They've gone silent.

I know it's not f*cking good.

(DOOR OPENS)

Well, where's

your girl Simone?

Call her again.

We need answers.

f*cking sh*t!

What do you want?

The tree trimmers are here.

So what?

Uh, shall I tell them

to come back another day?

OPAL: f*ck off!

(DOOR CLOSES)

(CAR DOOR CLOSES)

ASSISTANT: All right, guys...

(SILENCED g*nshots)

(CHAINSAW WHIRS)

(TENSE, SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC

PLAYING)

(CAR DOOR CLOSING)

You got your phone?

What happened?

Any other sh*t they can trace?

Laptop, backup phone?

No, that's it.

Here's some cash.

I suggest you get your mother,

and you start driving.

What happened?

Simone f*cked us over.

And Wihlborg?

What about him?

Is he dead?

You know

how they do it up here.

We need to call in

the cavalry.

It was Opal's idea, not ours.

Opal's dead.

Thirty minutes ago.

Her whole house.

We need to get the kid out.

They are gonna root out

every last one of us...

and our families.

We made a play... and we lost.

(INTENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

(CAR ENGINE REVS)

(CAR TIRES SCREECH)

We have to go. We have to go.

MOM: Oh, my God!

We have to go. Let's go.

(RAPID g*nf*re)

(GLASS SHATTERING)

DOLINSKI: Go!

Hurry up!

Faster!

(g*nf*re CONTINUES)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

Is that you, Simone?

(g*nf*re)

Why'd you flip?

(g*nsh*t)

You know this isn't about us.

We're just the worker bees.

I've got my mom

and a friend up here.

(g*nsh*t)

Let's make a deal.

Tell 'em you never found me.

(CLATTERING)

You'll never see me again.

(RAPID g*nf*re)

(RAPID g*nf*re)

(CALCULATED g*nshots)

(BODY THUDS)

Come. Careful.

Oh. Yes. Yeah.

Where's my handbag?

I have it.

All right.

I need you

to take her to Dublin

and take a boat to Wales.

What about you?

(WHIMPERING) Oh dear!

Careful.

Yes.

Mind your head.

Hurry up.

MOM: Oh.

Belt.

He's not your responsibility.

He's my partner.

By yourself?

Look, there's no one else.

You're too old.

No sh*t.

You don't even like him.

See you there.

Bye, Mama. See you soon.

(CAR DOOR CLOSES)

(CAR ENGINE STARTS THEN REVS)

I should've

Kept my mouth shut

I should've listened

To Mary now

My conscience stings me

Like a paper cut

I guess there's

Nothing for free now

Here we go

Gold is black

Here we go

Ghosts are not dead

Two b*ll*ts in the back

One in the head

One in the head

(CAR DOOR CLOSES)

(FAST PACED MUSIC)

La la la la

La la la

La la la la

La la la

La la la la

La la la

La la la la

La la la

BOUNCER: Move on real fast.

(SINGLE g*nsh*t)

(BOUNCER GRUNTING)

(SONG CONTINUES)

(GASOLINE CONTAINER THUDS)

What do you want, mate?

I want the piece you got

stored back there, first.

You know who runs this place?

Sure.

(b*ll*ts CLINKING)

So now, you might

want to get lost

and call whoever

needs to be called.

Tell them Danny Dolinski

wants the kid,

or I'm raining

holy hell on them.

I'm instructed to

go down with the ship,

else it's my a*s.

Well, you have a difficult

decision to make then.

Not really.

(RAPID g*nshots)

One in the head

One in the head

I should've

Kept my mouth shut

I know my time has come

I should've listened

To Mary now

Feeling down feeling down

(GASOLINE POURING)

My conscience stings me

Like a paper cut

I know my time has come

I guess there's nothing

for free now

(FLAME CRACKLES)

(LIGHTER CLANKS)

(FLAMES CRACKLING)

Here we go

Gold is black

Here we go

Ghosts are not dead

Two b*ll*ts in the back

One in the head

One in the head

It's impressive.

For a has-been.

(MUSIC CONTINUES)

(CAR ENGINE REVVING)

DRIVER: What? What the f*ck?

(CAR CRASHES)

(SCREAMING)

(CAR TIRES SCREECH)

(CAR CRASHES)

(MUSIC CONTINUES)

(CAR DOOR CLOSES)

(YATZECK GROANS)

(CAR DOOR CLOSES)

(CAR ENGINE REVS)

There's no way out

for you now.

DOLINSKI:

I'm not listening.

Just waiting.

You shoulda retired

when you had the chance.

It's too late now.

Yeah, speak for yourself.

Instead, you'll be dead soon.

Yeah. There's always that.

(APPROACHING FOOTSTEPS)

Stop right there.

Leave the kid and get lost.

(WIHLBORG PANTING)

(SWITCHBLADE CLICKS)

(STABS WITH SWITCHBLADE)

(WIHLBORG GROANS, GRUNTING)

(THUDS TO FLOOR)

Come and get him!

(RAPID g*nf*re,

b*ll*ts RICOCHETING)

(WIHLBORG GROANS)

MONTY: k*ll him!

(RAPID g*nf*re CONTINUES)

f*cking k*ll that prick!

(RAPID g*nf*re CONTINUES)

(YATZECK GROANS)

MAN: Easy.

(RAPID g*nf*re)

(b*ll*ts CLANKING)

(YATZECK GROANING)

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

(expl*si*n)

(b*ll*ts RICOCHETING)

(RAPID g*nf*re)

(BODIES THUD)

(g*nsh*t)

(TENSE MUSIC CONTINUES)

(STEADY FOOTSTEPS)

(g*nsh*t)

(r*fle c*ck)

(g*nsh*t)

(BODY THUDS)

(WIHLBORG GROANS)

(RUNNING FOOTSTEPS)

(UPLIFTING MUSIC PLAYING)

(CAR DOOR SHUTS)

(CAR DOOR OPENS)

(CAR DOOR CLOSES)

(CAR ENGINE REVVING)

You didn't have to come back.

What, did you miss me?

(LAUGHS)

I...

I didn't come back for you.

I came back because...

because I'm the best.

Because I'm the greatest.

I'm the... the... the GOAT.

Dolinski still has

gas in the tank.

Can we just get out of here?

(UPLIFTING MUSIC CONTINUES)

(CAR ENGINE REVS)

(UPLIFTING MUSIC CONTINUES)

One step forward

Two steps back

Is what they say

Seems to me

I'm rewinding every day

(MUTTERED CHATTER)

Now woman pay attention

Because I ain't coming home

I'm going drinking

In between when I pray

Cheers.

He doesn't like

when I cheers with water.

DOLINSKI:

I brought some towels.

Wanna take a shower

in the morning.

We can go out for breakfast.

We don't have to

stay down here if you...

(ROMANTIC MUSIC PLAYING)

(WOMAN VOCALIZING)

(PARTY VIBE MUSIC PLAYING)

(ENDING MUSIC PLAYING)

La la la la

La la la

La la la la

La la la

La la la la

La la la

La la la la

La la la

I should've

Kept my mouth shut

La la la

I should've listened

To Mary now

La la la

My conscience stings me

Like a paper cut

La la la

I guess there's

Nothing for free now

La la la

Here we go

Gold is black

Here we go

Ghosts are not dead

Two b*ll*ts in the back

One in the head

One in the head

Here we go

Gold is black

Here we go

Ghosts are not dead

Two b*ll*ts in the back

One in the head

One in the head

I should've

Kept my mouth shut

I know my time has come

I should've listened

To Mary now

Feeling down feeling down

My conscience stings me

Like a paper cut

I know my time has come

I guess there's

Nothing for free now

Feeling down feeling down

Here we go

Gold is black

Here we go

Ghosts are not dead

Two b*ll*ts in the back

One in the head

One in the head

(MUSIC FADES)