Midnight Run

-Why aren't you popular with them?
-That's a whole other....

Do we know each other?

What did you do?
Why aren't you popular
with the Chicago Police?

That's something that doesn't concern you.
-Did she hurt you, Jack?

-l'm sorry.
-What are you sorry about?

-l'm sorry you're hurt.
-l'm not hurt.

-You said you were hurt.
-l'm not hurt.

-You said you were hurt.
-l didn't say it. You said it.

l asked you and you said, ''Yeah, l'm hurt.''
You made me say it.
You're startin' to put words in my mouth.

You're a grown man.
You have control over your words.

You're goddamn right l do.
Here come two words for you: Shut up!

Excuse me. Walsh called Moscone about
a half an hour ago from outside Toledo.

He's on an lnterstate Coach Lines bus
headed for Chicago.

Come on.
Sir, what do we do with this guy?
Let him go.
Son of a bitch stole my cigarettes.
When's the last time
you had a chest X-ray?

You know about secondary smoke?
You could give people lung cancer...
...who are innocent
and tryin' to live healthy lives.

Why don't you just go back to sleep?
Leave me alone.

-Do whatever you have to do.
-Put the cigarette out.

Why don't you shut up and leave me alone?
Put the cigarette out, Jack.
Put the cigarette out.
A pain in the ass this guy is.
Thank you.
-l thought you were putting it out.
-No, l'm not putting it out.

Why aren't you popular
with the Chicago Police?

Sid's downstairs.
-What's up?
-l think you and l should talk.

Why are you hangin' around? Take a walk.