1:22:12
Ready my coffin.
1:22:13
She don't look ready, she need a nap.
1:22:17
I'm readyin' the coffin
cos we gettin' the fuck out of here.
1:22:20
Rita...my sweet.
1:22:23
- You must feed or you'll die.
- I want to die.
1:22:30
I won't let you.
I'll find someone for you.
1:22:33
Hey, hey, the Knicks won!
Julius, goddammit, you owe me $50!
1:22:39
Good God, he's a bad motherfucker.
1:22:41
Julius, where's my $50?
1:22:46
You ain't Julius.
You that cop's girl.
1:22:50
What's wrong, baby? You look sick.
Had too much pork, huh? Bad pig meat.
1:22:54
Want some cod liver oil?
Tell me what you need.
1:22:58
What she needs...
1:23:00
- is some fresh blood.
- Blood?
1:23:03
I'll go to the Red Cross,
get all you need.
1:23:06
- Shut up!
- Hey, brother, what's the idea?
1:23:11
- The idea is dinner.
- Dinner? What we havin'?
1:23:15
- You.
- Me? Don't do it, baby.
1:23:18
- You don't have to resist. Do it!
- Don't! I got high blood pressure!
1:23:23
High as the motherfuckin' moon!
1:23:27
- Police! Police!
- It's OK.
1:23:32
- Police!
- Rita, it's over. Just walk away.
1:23:35
- Hey, coffin's all ready, B.
- Take care of that one.
1:23:40
I got him. All right, Supercop,
you better get the fuck outta here
1:23:44
or I'm gonna put this shit
all over you.
1:23:50
- You better shut up.
- Oh, you're not afraid.
1:23:58
That's my fuckin' eye!