Midnight Run

We had to scrap the bus.
Fuck the bus!
What happened to the goddamn plane!

-He doesn't like to fly.
-He doesn't like to fly?

What the fuck does that mean?
Listen to me, Jack!

You gotta be back here
in less than two and a half days.

A half million dollars of my money!
What the fuck is goin' on there?

l swear. Don't start with me now
or l will shoot him...

...and l will dump him in a fuckin' swamp!
l am in no fuckin' mood for this.
Send me the money,
and l'll have him back on time.

-You hear me?

Let's go.
Wire $500 to Jack Walsh
in Amarillo, Texas right away.

Amarillo, Texas. Now, listen.
Get Dorfler down there!
Find him and get him down there, too.

-You got it, Eddie.

''Ninety-three bottles of beer on the wall''
Why were you so unpopular
with the Chicago Police Department?

'Cause of your personality?
What happened back at your house?
What was that all about?

Your wife married a corrupt police officer?
What was it all about?
That whole fuckin' department
was corrupt.

There's good and bad everywhere, no?
l'd say there's bad everywhere.
Good l don't know about.

What happened to you?
l wouldn't go on the payroll.
What payroll?