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Hob: [He and Mayor Kuzack are negotiating] Why do people do crimes?

Mayor Kuzack: [Notices Angie fiddling with her Nuke syringes] Why? Why, drugs. People do drugs.

Hob: Because they want drugs; the kind that costs too much. Nuke... gives high quality at a cheap price. And if you get off our backs, we're gonna make it cheaper.

Angie: And safer.

Hob: We don't go shoving our shit down anybody's throat. And we don't ADVERTISE it like they do with cigarettes or booze!

Angie: [Plants a syringe in her neck] So, leave us alone, and if anybody wants it... gets it.

Hob: So, no more crimes. You'll get to be the mayor who cleaned up Detroit!

Mayor Kuzack: [Nervously considers this for a moment; To Poulos] He's got a point. Don't you think he's got a point?!

Poulos: Yeah, he's got a point.

Hob: [Stunned and alarmed] WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?!

Angie: What the hell are you talking about? It's like you don't even care!

Hob: Just do what I say, Angie!

Angie: He'd want us to come for him!

Hob: Look, just forget about it! It's not going to happen! I'm through arguing with you!

Angie: [She tries to start the car but Hob snatches the keys from her] I'm not asking your permission! Cain is in the hospital, and we're getting him!

Hob: You've really thought this out, haven't you?! What about the COPS?!

Angie: [Desperate] We've got guns! Damn it, Hob, Cain needs us!

Hob: FUCK CAIN!

Angie: [Pause; appalled] He'd kill you if he heard you say that.

Hob: He's not going to kill anybody. You heard the news. Shit, he's probably dead already!

Angie: You just shut the hell up!

Hob: [He threateningly holds out a box of Nuke out the window, preparing to throw it away] You mouth off like that again, and it's no more Nuke for you, bitch.

Angie: [Softens down] Damn it, Hob, you know that's not fair. Now, come on. It's been a bad time.

Hob: [Takes a Nuke syringe out of the box] Sure has. You're really hurting.

Angie: Yeah, so I'm hurting.

Hob: You're going to get the shakes soon, Angie. You got it bad.

Angie: [Takes the syringe and plants it in her neck] You little bastard!

Hob: [Hands her the keys] You just do what I tell you from now on, Angie. Start the motor and drive.

Angie: [Crying in agony] He'll kill you. He'll kill us both!

Hob: [With firm finality] Fuck him.

Officer Duffy: [Struggles to move] Hey, Cain! Hey, it's good to see you. Thanks for getting me out. I can't get up.

Hob: [Smugly] You noticed that one.

Officer Duffy: [Nervously] Cain, I don't know what that kid told you...

Angie: You told them, Duffy. You told them where we were.

Officer Duffy: [Quickly] No, that's not true!

Hob: We know all about it, Duffy.

Angie: You think you're the only cop we have?

Officer Duffy: [Frightened; Tries to laugh it off] Oh, SHIT!!! Cain. Cain, come on. Man, I'm begging you, man! Look, I'll do anything! Okay. You're kidding, right? Yeah, you're just kidding. You scaring me. You taught me a lesson, man. I'd never fuck with you, because I really love you guys. Really! I really do!

Hob: Shut up.

Officer Duffy: Look, I've been loyal! I know shit that I still haven't even told you, Cain!

Angie: You deserve this, Duffy. Cain might've been killed!

Officer Duffy: Okay, okay.

Surgeon: [To Cain; Duffy, worried, glances at the surgeon then to Cain] You know, maybe you ought to have the kid leave.

Cain: [Flatly; The surgeon shrugs] Why?

Officer Duffy: [Tries to laugh it off; Mockingly; Cain glares down at him, while Angie's smile fades into a worried pout; The Surgeon takes a scalpel and prepares to cut open his chest] What do you mean, "have the kid leave"? That's a good touch. That's a good touch. "Have the kid leave." That's good. "Have the kid leave." "Why?" Come on. It's over. Come on, Cain! Come on, man. What are you doing? No! Come on...!

Angie: [Gasps in terror] You said you were just gonna scare him!

Cain: [Flatly; He grabs Hob's head and forces him to watch as Duffy continues to scream] Doesn't he look scared?