Blow Out

It was a great wire.
He could be blocks away

and you could hear everything
within 1 0 feet of him.

- Hey, Milt! How ya doin'?
- Hello, Freddie.

- Good to see ya.
- You look good.

- You too. You look great in that get-up.
- Thanks.

So, uh... I brought
somebody here I want you to meet.

Captain Kennedy, this is Milt.
Who the fuck wants to meet him?
- Milt, take it easy.
- Hey, I don't wanna meet him.

Hey, take it easy. This man
could put the cap on everything.

All right, come on in the car.
We'll take a ride and talk.

And the first thing
that the captain says to the Mob guy. :

Look, I understand
that the man has a brother-in-law.

Now, I happened to see him
talkin' to his brother-in-law.

Now, the brother-in-law
is a known felon, Freddie,

and Milt's out on parole,
and that's a parole violation.

Now, I'm gonna have to tell the parole
officer. If I do, he's goin' back in the can.

But I think I could work somethin' out that
I don't have to tell him for... 5,000 bucks.

$5,000? Freddie, you little prick.
We started this thing for $1,000.

I'm gettin' this clear as a bell
on tape and I start to hear the static.

You think you can ?
You're outta your !

We can work this thing out.
- He's goin' up the river. You understand?
- Right.

What's the matter? You're sweatin',
Freddie. What's the matter?

The fuckin' whiz kid didn't figure
Freddie would get nervous and sweat.

The battery in the transmitter
shorted out and burned a hole in him.

Hey, pull over to this gas station.
I gotta take a piss.