Sin City: A Dame to Kill For

Metal screams...

something hits me square in the chest...

there's no up or down...

I don't weigh a thing...

I don't remember a thing.

Ahh...this doesn't look good at all, I've gone and done something again.

Wish I can remember what.

How did I get here, what have I done, and why...

I must have forgotten my medicine.

I've got a condition. It's bad to forget your medicine...

when you got a condition.

Caught myself a bullet, the wound is fresh...

maybe an hour old.

I can't remember how I got it.

For the life of me, I can't remember.

The Projects...

ugly as ever.

What the hell am I doing here?

Put the pieces together.

Remember.

It's Saturday...

So I must have started the night at Kadie's joint...

just another Saturday night...

Me and all the other losers like me...

Sucking back the sauce, drooling like fools, over Nancy....

I wasn't in the mood, even watching Nancy couldn't cheer me up.

I get that way sometimes.

Empty in the gut, hollow in that lonely place

and wishing I had an excuse to break somebody's face.

It was just another Saturday night.

I was wondering what I was gonna do with myself,

when I smelled something awful.

Burning hair.

Burning meat.

Like this poor wanderer didn't have it bad enough already!

Damn frat' boys! Damn rich spoiled brats!

Leave him be.

Crawl back into your bottle, Bernini boy!

Why did he call me "Bernie"?

At least I know they're bad guys.

Nothing wrong with killing a bunch of them.

Hell, it's practically my civic duty.

Oh, these wormy little twits. I hate these guys.

I'll just do it!

They made a run for it. I did what any good citizen would do.

Go to hell!

What the hell!

What the hell!

What the hell!

That's when I get my idea.

If they got back to the university out in Sacred Oaks

I'd never catch them.

I bang them around like a hockey puck,

cut them off at every turn.

I left them no choice but to head over the hill, to The Projects.

I can just turn my back and leave them here.

My old neighbors will take care of them but I couldn't.

But hell! Why should they have all the fun?

The Projects...

I was born here.

My old neighborhood.

There, he's a dead man!

- Tell anyone, I want... - Take your good shot...

and he's a dead man!

My old neighbors.

They let me know they're watching.

I remind them who I am.

I tell them what to do.

No, please, please, I... I got money.

I got a trust fund, I can pay.

You'll pay...

Before you shot me, you called me "Bernie",

why you call me "Bernie"?

Bernini, it's a brand name.

That coat you're wearing, it's a Bernini.

Thanks for clearing that up, kid.

Knife!

Bernini, huh?

That one fine coat, it is...

somebody must have spent a fortune on it.

I wonder who.

And while I'm at it, where the heck did I get these gloves?

I can't remember for the life of me.

Poker...

savage power...

in gentleman's hands.

It's a good game!

Now, who wants to play?

Sin City is where you go in with your eyes open

or you don't come out at all.

But the city is like a woman or a casino.

Somebody's gonna win

and it's gonna be me.

It's the kind of place your father doesn't want to talk about.

But where I come from...

father is a thing no one seems to be able to find.

I was feeling lucky

I had won money in joints all over town. I finally made it to Kadie's...

where the real score is.

What happened to the show?

Have a trick, stranger?

- Head or tail? - Head.

That's a trick.

That won't get you anywhere.

Follow the shiny object.

Where'd you come from, handsome?

Do me a favor, blow on this.

Does lady luck have a name?

Marcie.

Lucky man!

Every time, ma'am, where's the real action?

Baby, you don't want to know.

I do want to know.

Whatever you say, boss.

Back at the bar, it's your funeral. We'll eat you alive back there.

I'm pretty tough to chew.

Kiss it this time.

Marcie...

- Yeah? - You want to make some real money?

Uh huh, yeah.

I'll check.

Goodnight.

I'll play.

Who's the slicker?

I busted this one for crabs over Josie's once.

We pay it off, it's okay.

Whatever you do kid, don't win too much.

I never lose.

What's with bringing a fair lady here?

As... my good-luck-charm.

So if I'm heading to make a pretty nice dime tonight...

Gotta have someone to spend it on, right?

Silvio, let our young friend here do the honors.

Cut.

Woo...

This boy's good.

Nancy, Nancy, Nancy, Nancy!

Nancy, Nancy!

And the dealer will take two.

One hundred.

I'll play.

I'm out.

- I fold. - I'm done.

How dumb are you feeling now, boy?

Pretty dumb.

Nancy, Nancy, Nancy, Nancy...

Well senator, I'm ready for your worst.

Boy, you don't even want to dream about my worst.

No, I don't imagine I do.

That's why I just flatten your ass right now and we can call it a night.

Sure, it is a fair game played by honorable men.

I'm gonna raise you 300.

Easy, kid.

You got any idea what you're up against?

Looks to me I'm up against a man.

You're up against a Roark.

Yeah I was born here, senator. I know who you are.

We all die here sooner or later.

I'm gonna raise you another 500.

I like this kid.

I like him a lot!

I'm gonna call you.

You won't be needing anything for cab fare, will you?

Now that's as fine a hand as you'll ever have, friend.

Just keep in mind what hands are made out of.

Will do.

Hey!

Get your ass outta here, run like hell, you might still have a chance.

No, I can't miss tomorrow night's game, not any more than you can, officer.

Besides, I already promised Marcie a night on the town.

I can't protect you.

Then why are you a cop?

Where are we going, Johnny?

Everywhere.

One of these days she'll pull the trigger

and then there's nothing I can do.

There's nothing I can do now.

All I can do is asking...

" Listen, don't, don't avenge me, Nancy.

" It'll be the death of you. "

I can't help.

I can't watch.

Death is just like life in Sin City.

There's nothing you can do

and love doesn't conquer anything at all.

Good luck, Nancy.

Live while your alive.

Just try, sweetheart.

We made Sin City history.

Hit every hot spot in town.

I blow through almost as much cash as I make at the table.

The trouble starts when I try to use my credit cards.

I'm sure there must be some mistake.

We'll be happy to extend your line of credit.

How can all of 'em go bad on the same night?

It's not like you don't have cash.

That's not the point, come on.

We gotta get you home.

Something comes up behind us.

It smells all wrong.