1:06:00
- Very sad.
- Write a nice letter to his mother.
1:06:04
I'll do it.
1:06:05
Okay. Bye.
1:06:09
- Yo, run the print.
- Mike, stop playing, man!
1:06:12
- Run the print.
- Don't touch me with no dead finger.
1:06:16
Excuse me, run this print.
I need to find the owner.
1:06:20
Thank you.
1:06:21
Think you can find out
what's on these shreds?
1:06:24
Of course.
1:06:27
We're thinking about ordering lunch.
1:06:29
Should we put you down for some extra
crispy and a couple of grape sodas?
1:06:34
"Couple of grape sodas."
1:06:37
- Very funny. That's hilarious.
- Isn't it low tide?
1:06:40
I think it is.
1:06:42
- Don't you have relatives to pick up?
- What?
1:06:44
Yo, now you crossed the line, man.
Okay, no, that's not funny.
1:06:47
We're fucking with you. We planted
wires, we need some help. No bullshit.
1:06:53
I want you...
1:06:59
...to find out...
1:07:01
...who those two black
puta de mierda are.
1:07:05
And I want them lying right here...
1:07:09
...in Mama's garden
in these coffins!
1:07:14
And our mystery finger
belongs to:
1:07:17
Josef Kuninskavich.
1:07:19
He was a lieutenant in a Russian mob.
1:07:22
Owned a couple dozen
Florida nightclubs.
1:07:25
Tapia's starting to knock off
Russian mob bosses.
1:07:29
Got something.
1:07:31
What you got, dickhead?
1:07:33
The computer matches half tones,
gray tones, densities.
1:07:35
Sort of like a visual code-breaking.
1:07:38
Little something I put together.
1:07:40
The shredded papers was a photo.
Some kind of boat. "Dixie 7."
1:07:45
Dixie 7.
1:07:46
- It's registered to a one Floyd Poteet.
- The Poteet brothers.
1:07:51
One of the KKK guys we busted.
You blew his ear off, remember?
1:07:56
Mike, can you teach me
how to shoot people?
1:07:59
Listen to what we got at Tapia's.