Midnight Run

l'll give you.... l'll give you $50,000.
$50,000? l gotta chase you down
for $1,200. Forget it.

-No, please.
-Forget about it. What else you got?

l ain't got nothin'. lf you don't find
this guy, l'm out of business.

l'll do it for a $100,000.
$100,000? Are you out of your mind?
This is an easy gig. lt's a midnight run.

lf you haven't noticed,
l'm tired of gettin' shot at.

l'm tired of this miserable business,
every lowlife that l run into.

lf you're gonna pay me,
you gotta pay me right.

You want me for this job,
give me what's right.

First of all, the guy is an accountant.
He's not gonna shoot you.

All you have to do is find him.
You put him in a bag, bring him home.

That's easy for you to say.
lt's $100,000, no more, no less,
and l want a contract.

-That's right, and l want it in writing.

$100,000, and l'll have the Duke for you
by Friday.

Now, can l have my $1,200, please?
Man, you do worse than any crook
l ever put a bond up for.

Big Dog. How are you?
What are you doin' here?
Listen, l need a favor.
l need to see the booking slip
of a Jonathan Mardukas. M-A-R-D-U-K-A-S.

-Yes, sir.
-What's that?

The number he called
right after he was arrested.

212 area code.
Looks like l'm goin' to New York.
Are you Jack Walsh?
-Excuse me.
-Are you Jack Walsh?