Domino Script - Dialogue Transcript

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Domino Script








[Telephone rings]



[Voice over answerphone]






[Door slams]



[Man speaks indistinctly over radio]



[Tone beeps]



[Silverware tapping china]



Domino: Heads, you live.






Tails, you die.



[Music playing]



[Echoing] Tails, you die.



My name is Domino Harvey.



My name is Domino Harvey.



I am a bounty hunter.



What I say

over the next several hours



will determine whether or not

I spend the rest of my life in prison.



[Echoes] Tails, you die.



Miss Harvey, my name is Taryn Mills.



I'm a criminal psychologist

working for the FBI.



I'm here to ask you

a few questions.



Domino: Here's the part



where I'm supposed

to get all defensive



and say, "Not until

I speak with my attorney."



I'll tell you everything I know.



   hours ago,

$   million was stolen



from an armoured car that

was subsequently found



abandoned at the Hoover Dam.



The driver's name was Locus Fender.



We know that he was in on the heist.



[Echoes] We know that

he was in on the heist.



Is it true that you were hired



to track down

and capture the thieves



and then deliver them to Drake Bishop,



owner of the Stratosphere

Hotel and Casino?






You then learned



where the thieves

had hidden the money.



And at the instructions

of your employer,



went to retrieve the money yourself.



We were sent out

to the Fender Compound...



in the desert near the chicken ranch.



This way.



[Dog barking]



All right, on my go.



Watch your ass on this one.









[Dog barking]



Sic 'em, boy! Sic 'em!






Fuck! [Speaks Spanish]



Chi Chi?



Domino: That's my best friend.



His name is Choco.

He's always fancied me,



but too shy to ever

do anything about it.



Chi Chi!



Edna, Chi Chi's in doggie hell.



All we want is the money.



Domino: That's Ed Moseby,



the most legendary bounty hunter

in all of Los Angeles.



He's my boss, my mentor,



the father I never had.



Chi Chi!



Oh, my poor Chi Chi!






The Manchurian Candidate,

eh, Edna?



Is that you, Domino?



Nice to see you, darling.



Your father must be so proud



of what's become of his little angel.



Listen, bitch, we've got your son!



If you don't give us the money,

we're gonna wax his fucking ass!



You don't have shit!



Hey, Choco.






Show her.






He's still alive, Edna!



Prove it!



Choco, go get him.






Anne Robinson: Last question for L  .



Start the clock. Zack, in anatomy,



a human being is usually

born with how many toes?



We got to show Edna her son.



[Speaking Spanish]



Domino: That's our driver Alf.



He's from Afghanistan.



He once ate a cat.



We can't understand how to

pronounce his fucking name,



so we just call him

the cat eating alien.



[Both arguing in foreign languages]



What does that mean?



Shut the fuck up.



How did Locus Fender lose his arm?



He had the combination

to the safe tattooed on it.



Locus: Mama! Mama!






Mama. Mama.



Baby, I'm here!



Please. Please.



You got to do as I say.



Now, the combination is on my arm.



Mama, you got to get the decoder.



Please, Mama.



Put your weapon down!



Put it down, Mama!



Put your fucking weapon down!



# Yeah, you know how is it,

you know how it go



# Hell, yeah, out there

tryin' just to eat



# Live, huh, survive



# What, yeah, bounce



# What, for the struggle



# Keep it movin', yeah



# Tryin' to make a living



Domino: Time to start at the beginning.



# Yeah



Time to start at the beginning.



Ed, echoing:

I'm the boss.



Choco: I'm already a cool

motherfucker, you know?



Man: I employ bounty hunters.



Woman: I'm here today to speak



for all the women of

mixed race in America.



Woman: I'm sorry?



# Yeah



Woman: I will knock

you out! Number one!



# Welcome

Woman: Brilliant.



# Yeah



Man: Where's my money?



# There's plenty of room

for everybody, man



Man: I fuckin' love that show.



# Yeah, bang



# Pimpin' ain't easy, y'all



# It's too sleazy, too greasy



# And I can't take it easy



# Tryin' to make a livin'



#    albums and still no dollars



# And you wanna know why

I hit the block for more



# These mad streets



# Tryin' to make a livin'



#    albums and still no dollars



# And you wanna know why

I hit the block for more



# These mad streets



# Got me puffin' on 'dro, I'm guilty



# For tryin' to make a livin'



Man: Maybe one of you will survive.



# Hell, yeah, out there tryin' just to eat



# Live, huh, survive



# What, yeah, bounce



# What?



# For the struggle



# Keep it movin'



# I'm gonna shoot straight

through the door



# If you're comin' with problems



# Expose my dominance



# Big dog, you're dead



Locus: Now, Mama!



Put your fucking weapon down!



# Yeah #



You got    minutes

to open that safe, Edna.



Fuck you!



Domino: I've never killed anyone.



I hope to never kill anyone,

even if they deserve it.



My agenda is to kick ass

and secure the bounty.



If I'm on this side of the law,

I can live the low life and avoid jail.



I can live the nasty

and not do time for it.



That's called

the best of both worlds.



As for that other world,

that       world,



it's not for me.



Is that him?



Is that your dad?



Domino: My real father was an actor.



He died when I was a little girl.



Hi, Ben.



What the hell are you doing?

What's the matter with you?



Heh. I knew Frank.



Who didn't?



Hey, Edna...



You know what, sweetheart?

You got, like,   minutes



to open that goddamn freezer,



or I'm gonna flush that

fucking arm down the toilet.






Domino: You're probably

wondering how a girl like me



arrived here, at the arse end

of the Nevada Desert



with a blood-spattered Winnebago

and a one-armed man.



The Department of

Motor Vehicles in Los Angeles.



His name is Frances.



Mr       college boy

had found himself



in the wrong place at the wrong time.



Hey, yeah, what's up?






Um, look, I said, um,



they're about to call

my number, like, any second.



Now, are you in, or are you out?



OK. Make up your fucking mind, 'cause

they're about to call my number.



Right now, 'cause they're about to call

my fucking number.



All right.



We're on.



PA: Now serving G   .



Hey. Um...



Kee Kee?



Um, Kee Kee said that

you could deliver the...



the IDs tonight.



Lateesha... I need that web link.



The J Lo concert is

probably sold out already.



Kee Kee don't make the rules.









I don't think you understand who

the fuck you're dealing with here.



OK? Because I could make

your job disappear like that.



Kee Kee said tonight.



Tonight,  pm.



Anything else?






Good-bye, Frances.



Good-bye, Lateesha.



Fuck 'em.



Fuck 'em all.



Domino: Lateesha, Frances,

and the   fake IDs



is where it all went wrong.



Where's the money?



I don't know.



I think that you're lying. I think you know

exactly where the money is.



I think you're trying to scare me

into falsely incriminating myself,



and it's not going to work.



This is your last chance. Once I walk

out that door, I can't help you.



Domino: When I was a little girl, my

father told me that if you weren't careful,



you could lose everything you've ever

earned in life in a split second.



You have to know when to cash out.






[Tango music playing]



Thank you.






Man: He will wipe away

every tear from their eyes,



and death will be no more.



Neither will mourning nor outcry



nor pain be any more.



The former things have passed away.



And, look...



I am with you all the days



until the conclusion

of the system of things.



Domino: After Dad passed on, my

mum's agenda was to hit the town



and find another husband

with a boatload of cash.



[School bell rings]



Hello, Mr Stevens. How are you?



- Good holidays?

- Absolutely. Thank you.



Darling. Mwah. Mwah.

I love you, love you.



- Bye. Got to go, got to go.

- Bye.



Domino: She decided to sock me

and my goldfish Sammy away



in boarding school.



A week later, sammy died.



It was a pivotal moment in my life.



I decided to never invest too much

emotion in one thing.



It's always a set-up

to the pain of losing them.



[Bell tolling]



[Man rapping]



# Another day, another dollar #



Domino: God created me

in His image.



# Blessed, and behold,

when daylight come



# To take control and cause



# Cause trouble



Domino: I guess

he had a thing for models.



[Echoing] I guess

he had a thing for models.



Like most models,

I was bored with life.



I hated everything and everyone.



Domino: If you think America

is dirtbag central,



clearly you've never been to the sleaze

nation of our Queen Mother.



Wogan: I hope all this

is not gonna change you.



One thing we'd like to change, though...

You said lan's name wrong.



- Right, it's "eye-an".

- Lan Ziering, not "ee-an" Ziering.



It's "eye-an", since birth.



Brilliant... Absolutely brilliant.



Domino: Mum was determined

to move us to Beverly Hills.



That damn show started it all.



[Echoing] That damn show

started it all.



She remarried to a man

named Mark Waldman.



He invested in a restaurant

called the Hard Rock Cafe.



# You thought the party

was a big surprise...



Domino, Domino, give the goddamn

numchucks a rest already.



It's time for supper. Come on, baby.



Domino: I tried

Beverly Hills High for a spell,



but it didn't work out.



I hated them. I hated them all.



All:        !

We are Alpha Omega



we are the AOPs, uh-huh...



Domino: College was even worse.

Mum convinced me to join a sorority.



It was all fun and games at first.



Then the hazing started.



This is fucking disgusting!





[Crowd cheering]



Llook at these mosquito bites.



What's it like to have the body

of a   -year-old boy?



Crowd: Ohh...



- Have you had a nose job?

- No.



[Crowd screams and cheers]



Domino: A week later, I was expelled.



In the end,

it all came down to fate...



An LA Weekly advert

strewn across the ground.



Claremont Williams III...



- Yeah!

- The legendary bail bondsman.



[Speaking Spanish]



I'm here for

the bounty hunter seminar.






Keep the change.






Claremont: See, as a bail bondsman,



I'm the go-between for

the court and the accused.



For a   % fee,



I will guarantee the amount

set by the court.






if the defendant should fail to appear



at his or her court date,



I will bring in a bounty hunter

to recapture the defendant,



or I will face having to repay

the court costs myself,



which... we can't do.



Now, this occurs most...



frequently when the collateral



or the guarantee

given to the bondsman



turns out to be worthless

or difficult to liquidate.



So... in layman's terms,



we get   % of the bail.



Now, in the next few moments,



Ed Moseby will take the podium,

and he will begin the seminar



on how to become a bounty hunter.



In the meantime, feel free to take

a coffee break, pee break, whatever.



We'll be starting

in the next few minutes.



[Light applause]



Hey, how about it? Want to ride

some bounty hunter cock?



- Fuck you, dickhead.

- Ooh. Bitch!



Excuse the fuck out of us!



We got to ditch this thing.






it has been a pleasure.



All right, bathroom window,   minutes.



I'll keep the engine running.



Domino: Nobody really knows

where Ed came from.



This much is clear...

the man's been places,



seen things, lived life.



He did a term in Soledad

and a term in Angola,



where he lost a toe during a prison riot.



The man's a warrior.



[Bell ringing]



[Window hinges squeak]



Domino: To say that Choco is

the product of a broken home



is to presume a home existed

in the first place.



No. Choco never had a home.

Well, not unless you count



   or so juvenile

correction facilities,



where he spent his childhood.



Mierda! Damn!









- What the fuck is this?

- Where the fuck are you going?



Those people paid for a seminar!



[Distant siren]



Where do you get off

fucking up my windshield?



I want a job!



Jesus fuckin' Christ, lady.



Everybody wants a goddamn job.



What makes you think you

can do this one, huh?



I've been training since I was   .



Knives, guns, throwing stars.



You name it, I can fight with it.

I'm a hard worker. I'm a hard worker.



I'm fast to learn, and nothing scares me.

I'm not afraid to die.



Why would a...



delicate little thing like you

want to be a goddamn bounty hunter?



I want to have a little fun.



You want to have a little fun?



Well, little girl, you want a job?






It's gonna cost you a new windshield.



You know what? Enough of that

"little girl" shit. The name is Domino.






- Domino what?

- No, just Domino.



Let's take a ride.






The kid's name is Hector Maldonado,

   years old.



His mother posted bail for him,

after he was arrested for a drive-by.



[Speaking Spanish]



He speaks perfect fuckin' English.

He just thinks it's cute



when he's around

a good-looking woman.



[Speaking Spanish]



Hey. Yeah, listen.



Louise, listen,

you can make this easy,



or you can make it real complicated.



Domino: For $    Louise gave us

her boyfriend's whereabouts



at the local gangbanger hangout

across the street.



What's his problem?



Latin petulance. Hold on.

Give me a minute with him.



All right, come on,

princess, spit it out.



Why do we need that bitch on the

team? You don't like what I'm doing?



- I can hear you.

- [Speaking Spanish]



Hey, baby, why don't you take a walk

and let me handle this?



First, she ain't on the team yet.






Second of all,



take a look at her.



I mean, come on, man, she ain't ugly.



You and I walk down the street,

what do people see?



A couple of losers, right?



We add her to the equation, you know

what people are gonna think?






There goes two of the coolest

motherfuckers who ever lived. Hmm?



You know what?

I don't know about you, man, but...



I'm already

a cool motherfucker, you know?



Sometimes you got

your own tongue up your ass.



Little fuckin' pendejo.



Domino: I could feel the blood

coursing through my veins.



Merry Christmas.

Did you ever use one of these?



Ever heard of the

Beverly Hills Gun Club?



Domino: Shotgun in hand,

kicking down a door and wondering



if there was heavy firepower

on the other side.



Domino, you cover the side.



Choco, you cover the rear.



On my word.



Domino: Turns out...



my first raid was to be

a near-disaster.



That bitch Louise set us up.



Hector was hiding underneath

her bed all along.



- Hey, what's up, fool?

- Hurry! There's   po-pos out front!



Fuck. You serious?



Ed [over radio]: On my go.






[All shouting at once]




That night, my coin was tossed.



Heads, you live. Tails, you die.



  /   chance.



Life or death.



This ain't Sunset Boulevard.



My destiny was life.



Life as a bounty hunter.



Put that shit down, homey!



What the fuck you doin', bitch?!

Step back, motherfucker!



What the fuck you want?



We're not cops. We're bounty hunters.

All we want is Hector.



Fuck you and the fuckin' po-pos, bitch!



You tell me where he is,

and I'll give you...



You'll what?



Domino: Sometimes a girl has to be

naughty to get herself out of a jam.



I'll give you a lap dance.



Man, fuck you, bitch!



I'll give you a lap dance,

bra and panties on.



Man, if I wanted all that,

I'd go to a strip joint, motherfucker.



Come on, you and me.



You know you want it.



Hey, what do you think, dawg?



I want to see what the fuck

this bitch is workin' with.



- I'm offering it to you, baby. Come on.

- Is that right?



Well, take off your clothes, bitch.



Sit down.






That's right, girl.

That's right, girl.



[Hip-hop music playing]



Domino: It worked.



We got the scoop

on how to find Hector.



  weeks later, we nailed him.



Domino: Claremont was Charlie

to our three Angels.



It's very simple. The, um...

DMV is the de facto conduit



for all humanity,



and every human being

that we track down



has a record in the DMV database.



Uh, whether it be LAPD,

Social Services,



the Credit Bureau, or the FBI,



they all use the DMV's database

as their hub.



So, we have people on the inside

who feed us the information.



This one right there.



Ohh, shit. And who would know it?



The gatekeepers of humanity turn out

to be a bunch of sassy black women.



Excuse me?



He said he liked your suit.



- Tell him what you said.

- I like your suit.



Domino: After   months,

Claremont hired Alf to drive us around.



We were so busy.



Little did I know that the FBI liked

to keep tabs on us bounty hunters.



Ed, what did you do

before you were a bounty hunter?



I played music. I was a musician.






What, in a band?



Did you ever hear

of Stevie Ray Vaughan?



Wait, you're shitting me.



Stevie and I hlooked up in Austin.



Back in the day,

we did the bus tour thing together.



Played every goddamn

small club that would have us.



Yep. Me and that boy, we tore it up.



Holy shit.



Played with Pat Benatar,

but that was only when I needed cash.



Oh, fuck off. I love Pat Benatar.



Hey... So did I.



But that's another story.



Love is a battlefield, baby.



What about Choco?

How did you meet him?



I met Choco on the street...



a few hours after he got out of lockup.



He was standing there

in a pair of those jailhouse slippers.



He didn't have a nickel in his pocket

or a place to sleep.



We started talking, and I liked the kid.



Like a little brother.



You know?



Worst thing in the world

is to be caged up.



That boy has been there,

and he ain't never goin' back.



Even if it costs him his life.



- What you lookin' at, darlin'?

- Nothing!



Domino: Put that fucking gun down!



[Shouting in foreign language]



Put the fucking gun down!



Domino: Choco grew up

on the streets of Venezuela.



When he was four years old,



he stabbed another kid in the eyeball

with a pencil.



There were wires crossed

somewhere in his soul.



[Whistling and cheering]



Domino: In     

I was named Bounty Hunter of the Year.



[Applause and cheering]



To the woman who has brought

beauty and grace



to this profession...



Domino Harve-e-e-ey!






Domino: From that day on, Eddie,

Choco, and I were inseparable.



It turned out

the three sassy black women and Raul



were the gatekeepers of humanity...

the DMV.



Lateesha was one of

Claremont's many mistresses.



Claremont was godfather to us all.



Just look at that luscious action

right there. Look at that.



Oh, man, I'm gonna get you

a pair of glasses.






That's an ass.



# My soldiers come with missiles,

gauges, grenades, and pistols



# Picture on the front of the paper

dyin' to press the issue



# My soldiers' gettin' at you



# Full clip is spittin' at you



# You duck, you're stuck in position



# Just like a fuckin' statue



# Nigga, I'm quarterbackin'



# We got it fully...



# Keep on actin' like

it ain't gonna happen



# Till it happen, when it happen



# You gonna wish it never did



# Motherfucker...



# Till it happen, when it happen



# You gonna wish it never did



# Motherfucker



[Radio]: Weather's gonna be

a great day today. Lots of sunshine.



Cool temperatures, though.

We should be at    degrees.



You know, a guy could get used

to a life this ordinary.



Maybe you should...



Maybe you should fuck her mom, too.



What the fuck is your problem, bitch?



Mother: So, who is this Choico?



Domino: Mum was terrified for me.



She didn't approve

of my lifestyle one bit.



Is he your new boyfriend?



His name is Choco, and he's not

my boyfriend. He's a bounty hunter.



Whatever. He's a criminal.

And that Ed Moseby character...



I mean, he's a complete loser.




He knew Frank Sinatra.



[Frank Sinatra is playing on radio]



Who didn't?



Domino: We may have been

dysfunctional, but we worked.



We were family.



Do you know this man?



Yeah, he's a reality television producer.



His name's Mark Heiss.



Mr Heiss was very generous in turning

over some videotapes to the FBI.



There's lots of footage of you.



We know everything. [Echoes]



Domino: Mark Heiss

was friends with Mum.



I hate this!



They changed the fucking font!



Domino: He heard my story

at some cocktail party.



She's stupid! You're not stupid.



- All right.

- Get Cynthia on the line!



- Well, Domino's in the lobby.

- They changed the fucking font!



Well, Domino's been waiting.



Put her in the conference room.



Turns out, he wanted

to put us on television.



I should let you know that

Mr Heiss will only be available to meet



for about five minutes, so we should

hurry up and cut to the point.






Um, and speak in short sentences

because he has the attention span



of a ferret on crystal meth.



Domino: Mum was horrified

and demanded to tag along



just to keep me from signing anything.



- I've seen that.

- Um... Excuse me?



A ferret on crystal meth.



You don't speak...

you don't speak Spanish?



- No.

- No?



This is LA, man.

You should speak Spanish, you know?



OK, everybody has water. Um...



Um... God, he should be here

any second. Oh, here he is.



- Sophie.

- Hello.



Sorry, guys, about the wait.

I'm having font issues.



Let me cut to the chase

'cause I have to take this call.



We want to follow you around

with a camera crew for a week.



The last thing we did...

the pilot episode... is not testing well.



We got too many rednecks.



It's too much like Cops.



We need... Go ahead.



We need...



something sexy!



Something different.



We need Domino.



We need Domino.



Listen, uh, friend...



we ain't gonna do this thing



unless the whole team

gets equal coverage.



You're not her father, Ed.

No one cares what you think.



Well, with all due respect, Mom,



I'm her boss,

and she's on my team. OK?



And unless we all get equal coverage,



we're all gonna walk the fuck

out of here together, huh?



Hmm? Equal coverage, or we all walk.



Done! OK.



The whole team... We follow it.



What guarantee can you give us that

Domino's name won't be tarnished?



Sophie, this is reality television.



What you see is what you get.



Oh. You will be exploited,

your story won't be told truthfully,



and your life will never be the same.



I beg you.



I beg you not to get involved with this...



this drivel!



No offence, Mark,

but we both know that this is drivel.



No offence taken.



Anyway, if she's gonna be in anything,

she should be in the centre.



Sure, OK. [Phone rings]






Done! [Ring]



Talk it over. I have to take this call.



Cynthia, you changed the fucking font

on the promo! Why?



Domino: I felt like a hypocrite,

given my hatred of all things Hollywood,



but I'll admit...



I wanted my story told.



I wanted everyone to know

the things I'd done.



I wanted some recognition

in the world.



We'll do it.



We'll do it.



God help us. God help us all.




It was the beginning of the end.



[Police sirens blaring]



Crowd: Jerry! Jerry!



Welcome back. We're here in LA

with mixed race single mothers.



Our next guest

takes pride in the fact



that she's in the Guinness

Book of World Records



for being America's

youngest grandmother.



And... she's only   .



Please welcome Lateesha Rodriguez!



Domino: Lateesha was

our prime contact at the DMV.



Most of our bond certificates

came from Claremont through her.



[Crowd cheering]



- Hey, Jerry!

- Hey, Lateesha. How are you?



- I'm fine.

- What's going on?



I'm here today to speak

for all people of mixed race in America.



Now, as a blactino woman, I believe

we deserve our own race category



to forge an identity, Jerry.

That's how I feel.



Did you just say "blactino"?



Yes, I did. I'm a blactino-American.



Wow. Uh, first of all...



first of all, you don't even look latino.



You look black.

You're... You're black.



Second of all, I'm of mixed race,

and I've struggled my whole life



as to whether I'm Chinese

or whether I'm black.



Chinegro! What you are is chinegro!



- Chinegro?

- Chinegro! There you go!



- Chinegro?

- You are a chinegro!



- What the [bleep] is chinegro?

- That's what you are! Chinegro is you!



That's some bulls... [bleep].



OK, as I understand it, you brought

a mixed-race flow chart with you.



Why don't we bring that out?

[Crowd shouting and booing]



How you doin', sugar? All right.

I'm gonna call you later.



Mwah. All right.



[Crowd laughs]



Take a look at this...



Blactino, blackasian, hispasian, OK?



Now, for the Asian subcategories,

I got you, sister.



We have chinegro right here.

That's you. Chinegro.



That's not a word! That's not a word!



Yes, it is, sister.

We have koreagro. Japegro, OK?



[Crowd laughs]



Chispanic, koreaspanic,

and last but not least,



check this out, y'all... japanic.

[Crowd cheering]



That's how I flow with it!



Do you believe the government should

recognise these racial subgroups?



Yes, Jerry, I do.



Hey, wait!



First of all, first of all,

uh-uh, honey, let me tell you,



from one, uh, blactino woman

to another...



- Right on.

- Our concern is education!



You ever hear of that?! Here you are,

a   -year-old grandmother!



Yes, I am.



You need to add another category

to your flow chart.



It's called birth control, bitch!

[Crowd shouting and booing]



OK, yeah. Check this out.



I am educated, you blactino bitch!






I'm a Devry graduate! And, yes,

my daughter might be a single mother...



- I'll kick your ass! I'll kick your ass!

- Bring it, bitch!



Crowd: Jerry! Jerry!

Jerry! Jerry! Jerry! Jerry!



- Come on, Bri. We're late, we're late.

- Dude, it's fucking Mapquest.



I told you, never again

with that piece of shit.






Come meet Domino.



Domino, I want you to meet

the co-hosts of Bounty Squad.






Domino: Fucking... fucking... fucking...



fucking      .

I couldn't get away from it.



It wasn't until later on that I realised



Mum had gotten to Heiss

and pulled some strings.



Lan Ziering.



Brian Austin Green. Domino.



Cocoa... Choco.



- Cocoa?

- Choco.



Choco. Sorry.



The man from Afghanistan



has made some significant

changes to the RV.



Oh, my God.



[Engine revs]



Are those real bones?



Monkey... monkey bones?



Shrunken heads?



From my family.



I drive these bounty hunters

for a free Afghanistan.



Wow. I didn't know

this was gonna be a political show.



Domino: Alf grew up during the Russian

invasion of Afghanistan.



He had always wanted to be

part of the revolution



but it seemed to pass him by.



[Horn honks]



At the tender age of   



he decided that explosives

would be his speciality.






Domino: His eyebrows

never grew back.



OK, Ed, uh...



What background should someone have

if they want to go into bounty hunting?



How does jail sound?



So, tell me, do you boys hunt?



I killed a... I killed a squirrel...






Well, let me tell you something.

Once you hunt a human being,



you'll never hunt an animal again.



You know, it's a different kind of rush.



The problem is, is that when

you've done it for as long as I have,



all you got to show for it is



an empty bank account and, uh, IBS.



- IBS?

- Yeah, that's irritable bowel syndrome.



You got a spastic colon?

That's hysterical.



You know, my grandmother

has one of those.



Does your grandmother hunt?



Uh, well, I don't know. Maybe.



Why don't you just

shut the fuck up, huh?



You were supposed to talk about

the healthcare crisis!



Exactly. Why would you use

Jerry Springer



as a platform for some kind of

progressive race modification proposal?



Well, I don't think Ted Koppel

would blook Lateesha Rodriguez!



- Not a chance.

- Not a chance in hell. Hmm.



OK, Jerry is one of the only forums

our people have, baby.



I thought having time on Springer

would give me a chance



of gettin' a blook deal

or a correspondence gig on BET.



Jenny Jones bitch got cancelled.



Yeah, Montel would've been better.



Domino: Lateesha's granddaughter

Mika had a rare blood disease.



Her white cell count was dropping fast.






We need money.



I got an idea.






Armoured car business.



We just signed a new

insurance policy in Nevada.



There's a loophole.



Domino: Claremont Williams,

bail bondsman,



armoured car service,

bounty hunter service.



An unusual combination.



Kee Kee, me and Claremont



are working on a plan

to get money for Mika.



A real good plan, baby... a good plan.



Are you aware that Lateesha Rodriguez

has been running



a counterfeit driver's licence racket?



Well, that's the word on the street.



You drove Lateesha's daughter

to school,



then dropped her off

at the DMV. Why?



Her car was in the shop.



How convenient. The morning

you call in sick, I turn on the TV



and see you all over Jerry Springer.



[People shouting]



- Never heard of TiVo?

- Think I can afford it?



Give me a break, Pat.

What do you want?



I got a call yesterday from

our health care provider.



They said you tried to pass your

granddaughter off as Kee Kee



down at City Terrace

Community Hospital.



They said you forged the age on the

application for some sort of operation.



Motherfuckin' HMOs

don't cover grandchildren.



That fuckin' operation is $      .

Where am I gonna get the money, Pat?



You should've thought about that

before you became a grandmother.



Fuck you.



You got   weeks to clear out your desk.



Domino: It just kept

getting worse for Lateesha.



- What?

- Did I stutter?   weeks.



Domino: No one could've

expected what happened next.



Oh, by the way, there are a couple of

FBI agents here that want to talk to you.



Woman: You're gonna go to jail

for a long, long time, Lateesha.




Unless you cooperate with us.



Domino: Their names

were Cosgrove and Wilson.



Someone had tipped them off

to Lateesha's counterfeit scam,



but that's not what

they were really after.



I'm listening.



In about    minutes,

a college kid named Frances



is gonna walk up to your window

and ask for   counterfeit IDs.



You could help us out here.



Lateesha, we want

to know what he's up to.



I mean, look at you. You got your hair

did, your nails lookin' all good.



You go to jail, that's all gonna go away.



- Won't see your kids for a long time.

- Think about it.



It's gonna be long as hell.



Domino: This was when Lateesha

decided to do something foolish,



and Frances was

in the wrong place at the wrong time.






OK. He and three of his friends

are gonna hijack an armoured truck.



They're gonna walk away

with    million in cash.



   million. Hmm.



PA: Now serving G   .






[Siren blares]



Weatherman: Sunshine, that's for sure.

We should be at    degrees,



the downtown area barely breaking

that   -degree mark.



   was the high yesterday. Overnight

lows dropping down to    degrees.



All right, y'all, Lateesha done...



Lateesha done dug herself a deep hole,



and, uh, she can't get out by herself.



Can y'all dig what I'm saying?



Mija, we're in a hole together.

We dig together. We're a team.



Just like Billy Ocean says:

"When the going gets tough..."



"the tough get going."



Domino: There are   kinds

of people in this world...



the rich,



the poor, and everyone in between.



Think you're having a tough day?

You should see this.



I got an armoured truck that's empty.




I think Mr Wonderful is pulling up now.



Domino: That's Drake Bishop, owner

of the Stratosphere Hotel and Casino.



He's worth a billion dollars,

   million of it recently stolen.



His attorney, Burke Beckett.



- I'm Detective Chris Cudlitz.

- We know who you are.



Where's my money?



I think it's probably best

if we take a look at the tapes.



Cudlitz: Our tapes show

that at  :  am,



your truck pulls into the parking lot

and turns the engine off.



- Rewind, please.

- Rewind the tape.



- Freeze the tape.

- Freeze the tape.



- Now, can you zoom in?

- Zoom in, please.



You a fucking mockingbird?

Shut the fuck up!



I just...



- Nancy Reagan.

- I think that's Hillary Clinton.



- Fat ankles.

- It's Barbara fucking Bush.



And Jacqueline Onassis

just to her left.



Christ almighty, it's the goddamned

First Ladies.



If you don't mind me

asking you, Mr Bishop,



what exactly is in those tan duffel bags?



- You don't have to answer that.

- Shut up, Burke. $   million, cash.



Don't tell me it was a fucking hijacking.



How'd you get me

in this position, Burke?



Mr. Bishop?

You have an urgent telephone call, sir.



Yeah. Bishop.



Bishop, this is Claremont Williams.



I own the Williams Brothers

Armoured Car Service.






Um, hold on a minute, please.






[Agents chatter]



Let me isolate it.



Yesterday I received

an e-mail from a source.



In this e-mail were

four social security numbers



made to counterfeit

California driver's licences.






I believe these are the gentlemen

who robbed us, sir.



I'm also a bail bondsman

out of Los Angeles,



and I can track down and deliver these

thieves to you for a small finder's fee.



- How much?

- Just $      .



And what happens

if you don't deliver?



My theft insurance policy

will have to fork over that $   million.



That will take  -  months.



But you should know, sir,

that I employ bounty hunters,



and my bounty hunters can and will

track down these thieves.



Well, you deliver these crooks to me

and you've got yourself a deal...






Thank you, sir. That's a deal.



Domino: Crime boss Anthony Cigliutti.



Bishop's attorney had put his boss

in business with the mob.



They're asking for a finder's fee.



Finder's fee? That's bullshit.



Sounds like an inside job to me.



Could be. Who knows

if this Claremont Williams



is in on the heist or not.



All I know, if this joker

delivers the First Ladies,



we'll split the        fee with you.



All right, gentlemen.

Sounds like we got a little situation here.



Domino: Quite a mess indeed.



Beckett had just brokered

an underhanded deal with Cigliutti.



The    million,

en route from LA to Vegas,



belonged to the mob.



Bishop's clean reputation was a great

cover for laundered cash.



If the FBI could link

the two men together,



it would be the takedown of the century.



[Voice echoing]



The FBI was always listening,

hence the underwater cordless.



Kinison: Oh! Ohh!



In Needles.



Domino: Locus Fender was brought in

to drive the armoured car,



another one of Claremont's

network of stooges.



His mother Edna

worked at the Nedles DMV.



Mama! You're not gonna believe this.

Mama, come quick!



- Where are the First Ladies?

- They disappeared.



What do you mean, they disappeared?



Domino: According to Locus,

they stopped for gas.



I'm gonna fill up the tank and grab

a Mountain Dew. Don't make a peep.



Especially you, Barbara.



- Hey, man.

- Hey, how's it going?



I need to get, uh...



$  of gas and, um...



A Mountain Dew.

Do you have Moonpie?



Yeah, I got a couple of them over there.



And a slim...



Shit! No, no, no!



Domino: He was sure they'd nabbed

the cash. Straight-up double-cross.



But they'd left without it.



That doesn't make any sense.



Well, they left all the money.

It doesn't make sense...



Locus! Fuck 'em. Their loss is our gain.



Put the money in the freezer.



- Mama?

- Locus... Fuck 'em.



OK, Mama.



Domino: Either this was some kind of

setup, or the First Ladies got scared,



decided to pull out and cut their losses.



Are you wearing makeup?



What, can you tell? Huh?



You're wearing eyeliner, man.

You look like a drag queen.



Who the hell is that?



Guys, it's time.

We need the bounty hunters.



Come on!    %.



Llooks like Night of the Living Dead.



Are we on? Now?



Yeah, now.



- Is that a joint?

- No. He's not smoking.



Put that down. You know, television...

the people watching, those kids...



Yeah, yeah...



Domino: Claremont fed us a fake story

about the First Ladies.



Are we rolling?



So, today, Domino and her team are out

to nab four criminals for forging checks



with counterfeit driver's licences.



What can you tell us about

these   creeps, Domino?



Apparently, they call

themselves the First Ladies.



Domino: Jackie Onassis...

his real name was Lester Kincaid.



Yo, yo, yo yo, yo



# I gotta strip, I gotta give some lip



# I gotta make my tip

# My tip



Hey, Rochelle.

Oh. Put your mama on the phone.



Hey, what's happening, baby?



Lester Kincaid, you're going to jail.



What the fuck is this shit? Hey, man!



I need clearances.



Boom! Aah!






- Go, go.

- Cho... Chocko... Choco.



Jesus. This guy's a psychopath.



Man: What do we get for $  ?

Woman: Everything you want.



Domino: Nancy Reagan turned out to

be a sex addict named Howie Stein.



My name is Howie, and I am

a recovering nymphomaniac.



Man: Yeah!

Crowd: Hi, Howie.



# Oh, me so horny,

oh, oh, me so horny



# Oh, me so horny,

me love you long time



[Turns off]



Now, if   Live Crew

has taught us anything,



it's that horniness in today's society

is out of control.



And at one point

within the next decade,



mark my words, ladies and gentlemen,



society will have reached

something I call...



[# "Hail to the Chief"]




"All porno, all the time."



Pornography will have become

an epidemic in this country.



Phase one... masturbation.



- Who's this chump?

- That's Howard Stein.



He's an entertainment lawyer,

some shit firm.



Love him.



He's so attractive.



And to our female friends here today,



we must not abuse of our dogs with

the lure of a peanut butter snatch.



We must channel our horniness

into extracurricular activities.



Howard Stein, you're under arrest.



Whoa! Look, he's got him by the eyes.



# Oh, me so horny,

me love you long time



[Siren blaring]



Domino: Barbara Bush

and Hillary Clinton were next.



[Dance music playing]



Domino: Frances and Charles Cigliutti.



Their father was mob boss

Anthony Cigliutti. They were Mafia kids.



We found them at their frat house, and

they'd been under FBI surveillance



for the past six months.



[Tuning in to frequency]



[Chattering, music playing]



[Honks horn]



All right, boys, we're in business.



Yeah. The bounty hunters have arrived.



They're driving Winne...

driving Winnebagos?



What is this shit?



Is that the guy from

Beverly Hills      ?



- I fuckin' loved that show, man.

- Well, he hasn't aged well.



We're looking for Frances and Charles!

Are they here?



[Laughter, cheering]



We're from a new reality TV show.

It's called Bounty Squad.






Jesus, look at that.

She just tells it like it is.



It's... It's... we should sign her.



Crowd: Frances! Frances!



Frances! Frances!



Frances! Frances!



All right,    seconds.

Here's the question.



Which one of you is Frances?



[Crowd shouting]



This girl is gonna be a star.



We should sign her

to a talent holding deal.



Stay down!




[He gags]



[Barking, car alarm chirps]



Oh, fuck!






Oh, fuck.



I told him back off.

It's too psychotic.



[Cell phone rings]



- Hello?

- You get all four?



- Yeah.

- Good.



Deliver them to the Needles DMV,




the Sam Kinison Monument.



Why in the fuck out there?



Listen, I can't even find any warrants

in the system for these four.



The system hasn't been updated is all.



- Hey.

- How you doing?



- This is all an act, isn't it?

- What is?



This... this whole tough chick thing.



What makes you so sure?



I'm an actor.



You can't fake it like we can.



You know what I think?



I think you're just a scared little girl

with some serious daddy issues.



# I got a lot of money

Put some keys in my hands



# Could you be my nasty girl?



Oh, motherfucker!



You... you broke my fuckin' nose!



# Shake that sexy body






My friend Tina,

she thought you were dead.



Oh, really? Well, tell your friend Tina...

she's a whore.



- It's still bleeding.

- I can't believe this fucking bitch.



- Aah!

- I'm sorry!



Where are the bond certificates?



There are no bond certificates.



Claremont didn't provide them?



He didn't give me anything.



Hey, Claremont said

drop the First Ladies off in Needles,



go home and don't ask any questions.



There's only one reason that we

wouldn't have any bond certificates.



These guys have never been arrested.



Is this an inside job?



- No, that's bullshit...

- Do you believe what's going on?



No, I didn't sign on for this shit, Terry.

I got punched in the...



Get the fuckin' camera

off me right now, please.



Put down the camera.

Turn the fucking camera off!



Uh-oh. What happens now?



The tour is cancelled.



You drove us to Needles

to put us in jail?



Come on, move! Get up. Come on.



Turn the fucking camera off!



Don't listen to her. Keep filming.



Domino: Fucker!



[Speaking Spanish]






- I ain't worth this shit.

- Shut the fuck up and walk.



- These aren't cops.

- No shit.



Watch your mouth. God is listening.



Come over here, good-looking.



Here's your First Ladies.



Man: Pleasure doing business with you.



She told me she was   .



- Ow. Fuck!

- I hit my head, too.



Ahh. Why the fuck are we staying

in this shithole? This is ridiculous.






The footage we captured for that

was phenomenal.



Did you get the broken fuckin' nose?



- It's gonna jumpstart your careers.

- Fuck, yeah.



Look at my face!



Oh, it's all good.



You need to start thinking more

positively. We need to celebrate.



- We need to go to, like, a strip club.

- All right.



# A crestfallen sidekick in an old cafe



# There's a bell in the tower

Uncle Ray bought a round



# Don't worry about the army



# In the cold, cold ground



Domino: Something awful

was about to happen.



# In the cold, cold ground



# In the cold, cold ground



# In the cold, cold ground






I could feel it in my bones.



[Knock on door]












Do you mind if I ask you a question?



Do I look like I speak Spanish?



Do I look South American to you?

I don't understand



a word you're fucking saying.



You know what? Ed's right.

It's not cute. It's not fucking cute!



It's never been fucking cute, Choco!

I don't fucking understand you!



You're a freak!



Man, they never show the cum shots

in these shitbag motels.



Jesus Christ, Choco. I just got done

paying   .   for this movie.



- I'm never gonna know how it ends.

- Don't fuck with me, Ed.



Listen, Choco, don't go goddamn

King Kong on me, OK?



If you want to be alone...

if you need me, I'll tell you what...



I'll be in Domino's room.

I'll be makin' up my own ending.



Shut up!



Come on, boy.

I'm gonna whip your ass,



and then I'm gonna whip your

goddamn girlfriend's ass.



- Do it!

- Hey, wait a minute...



What are you doing? Over this?!



- Pull the fuckin' trigger.

- I will fucking pull it!



I know it comes easy

to a fucker like you.



Pull it. Pull the trigger.



You think I don't know

what the fuck's goin' on?






Let me tell you something.



You see this?



There was no prison riot.



I blew off my own goddamn toe.



Just to numb the pain.



Let me tell you something...

we all get weak over women.



We all get weak over women.



Fuckin' broads are all nuts.

They know how to kill us.



And this kid in there...



she's killin' you.



Who are you?



[Cell phone rings]






You want me to shoot 'em

in the kneecaps?



Now, you listen to me.

Hold on one second.



Ask them politely where the money is.



If they don't know, just tell them

to start digging their own graves.






[Telephone line ringing]



- Yeah. Hello?

- Mr. Cigliutti?



I'm calling from the Zeta Theta Theta

house at Cal West LA.



- Yes, yes. What is it?

- I'm sorry to be bothering you.



- It's a bit of an emergency.

- What?



Your sons have been kidnapped

by these crazy game show hosts.



Wait, wait, wait. My sons Frances

and Charlie have been kidnapped?



Yeah, I'm afraid so.



We don't know about any money.

We were just going to get fake IDs.



Domino: Forgive us, O Lord,

for our daily trespasses...



for we know not what we do,



and what we see...



may not be the truth.



I'm gonna fill up the tank and grab

a Mountain Dew. Don't make a peep.



Especially you, Barbara.



Domino: The three sassy black women

and Raul were the real First Ladies.



- What now?

- I don't know.



[Cell phone rings]



Hello? Where are you?!



I'm pullin' up right now.

Evacuate the van, Tee.



Plans have changed.

We set up the wrong guys.



Domino: The four guys we nabbed

were just Lateesha's patsies.



It was her sorry luck

they were connected to the mob.



Get out! Get out of the car!



You have fucked us so bad.



- I fucked up?

- You heard me.



You can't help your black, greedy, lyin'

ass from tryin' to get every fuckin' thing.



All you did is put a death sentence

on my grandbaby. That's all you did.



- Did you know what I was trying to do?

- What?



What was you tryin' to do, Claremont?!



- I ain't talkin' to y'all.

- What was you tryin' to get done?



Shut the fuck up! Everybody!



You mad because you fucked up!



Who told you to get

those boys involved?



What the fuck else did you want?!



Let's go home right now!



# A crestfallen sidekick in an old cafe



# Never slept with a dream

before he had to go away



# There's a bell in the tower...



[Telephone rings]






Domino, we got a problem.



Lateesha's assumed

the FBI was onto the scam...



the fake ID scam.



She sets up these college kids.



These kids have been under

FBI surveillance for the last   months.



- What happened to them?

- They might be dead already.



There's something else

you should know about these kids.



They're Mafia kids, Cigliutti's kids.



Jesus Christ.



What, Anthony Cigliutti? Fuck,

Claremont! You've so fucked us up.



You set me up to deliver...



fucking Mafia crime boss children

to be executed.



Just relax. Just follow my instructions

and we all walk away from this clean.



Domino: Claremont laid it

all out on the table.



His plan was to ask for

a $       finder's fee



to recover the    million he'd stolen.

It all became a huge clusterfuck



when Lateesha tried to pin it

on the Cigliutti kids.



Now our only chance for survival



was to stay on course

and retrieve the money.



Alf, come on!



First priority was to cut loose

the crew and sabotage the footage.



We couldn't leave

any evidence behind.



Come on, guys! It's time to go!



Alf, go grab all the footage,

every tape you see. Come on!



We gotta go find Locus Fender.

He knows exactly where the money is.



We find the money, we return it to

Bishop, we're in the clear. Come on!



Domino: I knew in my heart of hearts



we should've stopped

when my goldfish died.



It was a sign from a higher power.



[Honking horn]




For fuck's sake, Alf!



Where the fuck are the tapes?



[Speaks foreign language]



[Rock music playing]



Domino: Based on Claremont's plan,



we joined forces with

Lashandra and Lashindra.



- You want a lap dance?

- Yeah.



Tonight we have a  -for-  special

for these luscious tits.



Luscious tits.



Come on. Come on, baby.



What's goin' on?

What the fuck?! I didn't do anything!



[All shouting]



I kicked ass at the fucking audition.

Seriously, I really was great.



My agent called

and says that I'm too old.



Lan, how you doing?

You all right? Yeah?



Claremont: Domino, Domino,

now, listen to me.



The combination code is

tattooed on his right arm.



You will never get inside

Edna Fender's safe



unless you have the code breaker

on that arm. Understand?



You're breaking up. I can't hear you.



Listen, Edna's armed and dangerous...



[Static] So don't fuck around.



- What?

- Remove the right arm.



- You're breaking up.

- Domino, remove the right arm.






Remove his shirt

from his upper right arm.



You'll find the combination inside

the tattoo on his arm. You got me?






What did he say?



He said, "Remove the right arm."



# The radio is blastin'



# And someone's knockin' at the door



# I'm lookin' at my girlfriend



# She just passed out on the floor



# I've seen so many things

I ain't never seen before



# Don't know what it is,

but I don't wanna see no more



# Mama told me not to come






# Mama told me not to come



# Mama told me, she said...






# Mama told me, Mama told me,

Mama told me, Mama told me



# Mama told me not to come



# Mama told me not to come



# That ain't the way to have fun, son



You're fuckin' crazy!






My fuckin' arm!



So, now we're back where we started.



We sure are.



[Dog barking, people screaming]



Edna! You beautiful thing, come on out.



We found the money in the freezer.

It was all there.



That's a lot to carry.



How about a pot of coffee, Edna?

It's gonna be a long night.



...part light-induced, part drug.



Domino: Turned out Edna

had one last trick up her sleeve.



Cocksuckers gonna pay.



Domino, echoing: Mescaline.



With each passing second,



reality eclipsed

into the asphalt horizon.



Soon, the mescaline was

pulsing through our veins.



...pulsing through our veins.



[Speaks Spanish]












There is mescaline in your system,



but I'm guessing it's nothing new.



It's not unusual for someone like you...



pampered her whole life...



to indulge in drugs

as a coping mechanism.



Not living up to your expectations.



Certainly not up to your mother's.



You know you're a heartbreak to her,

don't you?



Domino: Now the bitch

was getting personal.



You lost everything that belongs to you.



You can take responsibility for it, or not.



Either way, you've got

no one to blame but yourself.



[No audio]



# Well, Jesus gonna be here...



Hey, there's someone coming.



# He's gonna cover us up with leaves



# With a blanket from the moon...









# He's gonna be here soon



lan: We need help.



Miracles. You're all miracles.



Oh, thank you! Oh, thank God!



# Well, Jesus gonna be here



# Gonna be here soon, yeah



What's your name?






Man: I know you.



You're the angel of fire.



Angel of fire.



I know you.



You burn bright enough

to know there are certain sacrifices



that need to be made.



You see, if you don't give back

the money, you all will die.



And you will die contorted,

and you will die unforgiven.



You see, there's... there's this...

this puzzle,



and at the centre of this puzzle,

there's a child,



and this is a very sick child.



[Echoing] A very sick child.



But this child will be

a great leader someday.



Do you know the child I speak of?






Well, you have only one destiny,

and that destiny is...



that you must offer your lives

in exchange for the life of the child.



Then, and only then,



will you truly be cleansed

in the blood of the lamb.



Take us to Vegas.



# Will you come by me?



# We'll be washed

in the blood of Jesus



# When you come by me



# Come by me



# Will you come by me?



It's official.



Bishop whacked Frances and Chuckie.



- What's our options?

- What's your options?



Kill them.




[Woman sobbing]



- When?

- Tonight!



Kill them all. [Echoing]



Kill them all tonight!



Go! Go!



Let's go! Move it out!



You know, we discovered the bodies

early this morning.



Domino: The FBI was lying.



The guys we nabbed

weren't dead after all.



Please, I just supply them with pussy.



I just want to get people high, man.



Fuck 'em. They don't know.



Fuck, this shit's intense.



Lan, just do what they say.

I don't feel like getting killed.



We need you to blook us

a hotel suite.



- What, with my money?

- Put it on your credit card.



Are you serious?

OK, don't look at me that way.



[Cell phone ringing]



- This is Bishop.

- Mr Bishop,



the bounty hunters have arrived.

Where do you want to meet?



Top of the World at the Stratosphere.

Yeah, it's completely secure.



We'll drop off the money in exactly

one hour. Should we say,  pm?



Yeah, good.




We'll drop off the money in exactly

one hour. Should we say,  pm?



All right, boys, we're in business.

[Siren blaring]



We could let Cigliutti think

that the kids are still dead.



Yeah, and then we can flush out

Cigliutti in the money exchange.






[Cell phone ringing]




They're on the move.



Yeah, what?



Yeah, Mr Cigliutti, the money exchange

with Drake Bishop



will occur on the top floor suite of

the Stratosphere at exactly  pm.



Sounds like we got a negro

Deep Throat here. Right?



Ed: Oh, man, we are so fucked.



Yeah, well, that guy said

we were fucked either way.






- Hello?

- Domino...



the money exchange will take place

at Top of the World, Stratosphere.



And I need you

to get there right at  pm.



I'm sorry it turned out like this.

I won't forget this, Domino.



[Doorbell rings]



Get off.






What the fuck have you gotten us into?



Claremont negotiated a finder's fee

for $      .



He fucked it up

'cause he tried to take all of it.



- Bullshit. You set us up.

- Fuck you.



Domino, if I could take it all back,

I would.



Well, they're gonna kill us

if we don't deliver all the money.



$       and I need to collect

that fee right now.



It'll pay for my baby's entire operation.






Alf, what the fuck

are you doing in there?!






Wanker, cut the drama.

I need    k from one of the bags.



[Door slams]






I love you, Domino.



Thank you.



[Glass tapping]



This is your last chance. Once I walk

out that door, I can't help you.



You have a fondness for tattoos.



You've been staring

at my goldfish all afternoon.



It's a koi, actually.



The Japanese refer

to them as shiro muji,



which, translated, means "white...



and nothing else."



Do you know why I really

became a bounty hunter?



Because of cunts like me?



It kills you that

while I'm coming into my own,



you're stuck

in some dead-end marriage.



Or, worse yet, an unfulfilling job.



I'm not married.



And I love my job.



Where are you hiding your tattoo?



Is it on your ankle?



No. Or is it somewhere else?



Is it somewhere nasty?



I'm picturing something...

picturing something delicate,



like a rose, or... or a hummingbird.



Or, no. Maybe it's the name of a man



that you can't bring home to Daddy.






No, I'm completely wrong,

aren't I, Taryn?



Oh, God.



See, I bet... I'm thinking...



that when you go to sleep

alone tonight...



it's my pussy you'll be dreaming of.









I love you, bro.



Welcome to the Top of the World.



It's a little out of the way,

but, uh, very private.



Where have I seen

you two boys before?



We're actors.



What the fuck are you doing here?



- We're celebrity hostages.

- Celebrity hostages?



Yeah. Apparently, people

don't kill other people



when celebrities are around.



Brings too much attention.



Bishop: I see.



Well, I'd better have you

escorted downstairs, then.



You got lucky.






Go! Let's go!



And you're a...



a bounty hunter.



- Yes, I am.

- Dangerous profession.






Will maintain visual contact...



Will maintain visual contact with

the tactical team that's on location.



Could you... could you be

a little bit more specific about that?



It can be dangerous when you don't

know what to expect from a situation.



When you have absolutely no idea

what could possibly happen next.



The bags contain the    million,

minus the $       finder's fee



you negotiated with Claremont.



Hmm. Well, now, that's...

that's what I call bold, Miss Harvey.



But I'm impressed.

I'm very impressed.






All right, gentlemen, let's make sure that

those bags are packed with my money,



and we'll let these bounty hunters go.



Your money's gone.






What are you talking about?



It has been sent

to help free Afghanistan.



Let us go.



- Let us go.

- What the fuck are you doing?






It's a bomb!



OK, drop the weapons!



- You killed my sons.

- I didn't kill your sons.



I'm not in the people-killing business.






# Mama told me not to come



# Mama told me not to come



# She said



# That ain't the way to have fun






- What the fuck's going on up there?

- Get somebody in there!



# That ain't the way to have fun, son



# That ain't the way to have fun



# Mama told me, Mama told me



# Mama told me, Mama told me



Mayday, mayday. This is Victor Bravo.

We're going down.



# Mama told me, Mama told me...



Repeat, I'm going down.



# That ain't the way to have fun



Domino: Heads, you live.



Tails, you die.



[Echoing] Tails, you die.



Tails, you die.



Move back, for fuck's sake!



[Bell tolling]






Come on, Alf!



I make...



I make everything... OK.



Domino: My coin was tossed.



  /   chance.



Put it down, or I'll blow

your fuckin' brains out!



Fuckin' shoot him!



Domino: I once vowed never to invest

too much emotion into anyone.



- I love you.

- I love you.



I love you, Choco.




  /   chance. Life or death.



Heads, you live.



Tails, you die.



My destiny was life.



When I was a little girl,



my mum took me to Las Vegas.



She told me that it was the most

dangerous place on earth.



Miss Harvey, I suggest you retire.



Sweet dreams, Miss Mills.




My name is Domino Harvey.



I am a bounty hunter.



I know that my Eddie and Choco are

staring down at me from the afterlife.



I now feel a sense of relief

that we will meet again.






I love you.



There are three kinds of people

in the world...



The rich...



The poor...



# Keep looking through

the window pane



# Just tryin' to see through

the pouring rain...




And everyone in between.



- I'm Dr Walton.

- Mr Williams.



Kee Kee Rodriguez.



- I'm her mother, Lateesha.

- We're her cousins.



First cousins.



It seems that we

have a few things we have to look at.



Domino: If you're wondering

what's true and what isn't,



fuck off, because it's

none of your goddamn business.



I'll never tell you what it all meant.



[Echoes] I'll never tell you

what it all meant.



All that matters is

that my mission is complete.



# I feel so reckless



# All this running around



# Tender traitor...



Domino: I saved her.



# With my cruel crown



And when she is older...



# My cards are on the table...



A woman named Domino will tell her



that there is only one

conclusion to every story...



We all fall down.



# Real love



# Not just indication



Tell me how you're gonna make me feel



I took the rules down



Put away the game



Kinder distance



To the love we made



And I'm



Building up the fire



I need, I need



I need



Real love



Not some fabrication



Real love



Not just indication



My name is Domino Harvey.



Heads, you live.



Tails, you die.



[Echoing] Tails... Tails... Tails, you die.



Tails, you... Tails, you...



Woman: Tell me when you're dead



Tell me when you're dead



Tell me,

tell me when you're dead



[Echoing voices continue]


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