Road House

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- Watch your step. - Thank you.

Go ahead, sir.

No, no ifs, ands and buts. Out.

Found some gold plastic.

You asshole. What do you take me for?

About 100 bucks.

Dance with me, son.

Hey, fucker! Get the fuck away from him.

Fuck you!

Get off of him! Let him go, you dick!

Let him fucking go!

Fuck! Get off of me! Get off of me, motherfucker!

I think it's time for you gentlemen to leave.

Yeah. It's all right.

We were just having a little fun.

It's okay. Sorry.

(GRUNTING) Back off, fuckheads!

Okay, Dalton.

I've always wanted to try you.

I think I can take you.

Outside.

Okay.

So here we are. Let's go.

- Come on, hotshot. - Come on.

Come on. Let's do it.

Let's go, dirtball! Where you going?

- Hey, moose lips, get back here. - Yeah, you dickhead.

What are you guys, the seven dwarves or something?

Can I talk to you for a minute?

The name's Dalton, right?

I don't know you.

My name is Tilghman,

Frank Tilghman.

I have a little club outside

of Kansas City called the Double Deuce.

It used to be a sweet deal.

Now, it's the kind of place

that they sweep up the eyeballs after closing.

Anyway, I've come into a little bit of money.

I'd like to make a better life for myself.

I need somebody to help me clean the place up.

I need the best.

Wade Garrett's the best.

Wade Garrett's getting old.

He's still the best.

I want you.

$5,000 up front, $500 a night, cash.

You pay all medical expenses.

I can live with that.

I run the show completely.

When the job's done, I walk.

I've got your plane ticket right here.

I don't fly.

Too dangerous.

- Well, when do I expect you? - Don't. I'll get there.

Dalton, you all right?

Just a scratch.

By the way, Oscar, Band Stand's all yours.

What's that supposed to mean?

I'm out of here.

Great.

You know, I thought you'd be

bigger.

Yo.

What do I look like? A valet?

Keep it, it's yours.

Hmm?

Hmm.

I Well, I'm so tired of crying but I'm out on the road again

Oh, a Mercedes!

All right, boy.

Hey, hotshot,

what's wrong with Detroit cars?

...that shit before.

Come on, let go.

Don't come back, peckerhead.

Bring on the real band.

You son of a bitch!

How many times did I tell you not to cheat on me?

Yo, Steve.

Fuck 'em, they're brothers.

You used it on me!

God damn it, you're ripping my best fucking shirt.

You know, I get off at 2:00 and

I'd just love to get you off about a half an hour after that.

My God, you're a put-together woman.

Ladies first, asshole.

Come over here, baby.

Come here and sit with us for a little while.

Damn it!

He's making a damn mess.

Jesus, not here.

Follow me to the bathroom.

- I need a drink. - Okay.

One, two, three, four...

- Vodka rocks. - You got it, baby.

Hey, vodka rocks.

What do you say you and me get nipple to nipple?

I can do that without you.

Get him out of here, now.

Come on, man. Get your hands off me.

If you're not drinking, you're out of here.

Hey, don't let him bother you.

Morgan was born an asshole and just grew bigger.

I'm Carrie Ann.

If you need anything,

anything, you just let me know.

You got a name?

Yeah.

Well, what is it?

Dalton.

Oh, my God.

Shit, I heard of you.

Carrie Ann!

What are you waiting for? Christmas?

Move!

Shut up. I'm going. Jesus Christ.

Get him out of here.

Let's go, Sleeping Beauty.

Come on, move.

Come on.

What do you think this is, a rest home?

All right, y'all. We'll be back in 10.

We got to drain the main vein, man.

Stick around.

Hey, you're paid to play. Play!

Fuck!

Thanks, man.

So, you play pretty good for a blind white boy.

Yeah, and I thought you'd be bigger.

Dalton, how you doing?

It's good to see you.

Same here, man.

The boys and I heard

you were coming into town.

Man, this toilet is worse than the one that we worked in Dayton.

Really?

Man, it's a mean scene around here, man.

Blood on the floor in this joint every night.

Hey, Hank, you know who that is?

-Who? - Dalton.

That guy at the end of the bar is fucking Dalton, man.

He killed a guy once.

Ripped his throat right out.

Bullshit.

- What do you need, buddy? - Coffee, black.

Yeah, all right. Thanks, Bill.

Ever seen a better pair of attitudes?

Fine, ain't they?

I'll tell you what. For 20 bucks,

you can kiss them.

Are you kidding?

$10 a kiss. Here and now.

Go ahead. Do it. Go on.

Go on.

Come on. Come on.

$10 a kiss. Go ahead.

Yeah!

Hey buddy, what are you doing?

Are you going to kiss them or not?