Dark Country (2009)

Thomas Jane: Dick, Bloodyface

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• Dick : Hey, I'm just thrilled I'm sober and you're still pretty.

  Gina : [whispers:]  Jerk.

  [as she strokes the side of his face:] 

  Gina : You'd better turn out to be a nice guy or I'll kick your ass.

  Dick : That's a lovely thing to say to your husband. On our first day as man and wife.

  Gina : If you haven't noticed, it's night.

  [uses lighter to light up cigarette] 

• Gina : [as they drive on with their bloodied passenger in the back]  It's your fault, you know. You're the one who's driving, you should know where we're going.

  Dick : Hey, whoa, somebody messed with the road signs or something.

  Gina : [sarcastic]  Right.

  Dick : Something. I'm telling ya, I didn't make a wrong turn.

  Gina : [raising her eyes]  Jesus.

  Dick : So what if I did? This guy would be dead if we hadn't come along! Is this how you handle stress? Just go on the attack?

  Gina : We're lost in the desert in the middle of the fucking night. This guy is gonna die if we don't get him help.

  Dick : Thank you for the support.

  [adding disapprovingly:] 

  Dick : All the same.

  Gina : "All"? What's that supposed to mean, "all"? Who all?

  [behind her, the bloodied man comes to, and sits upright] 

  Gina : Not the first impulse you've made on this little drive? Huh?

  [and then she looks into his bloodied face] 

• Bloodyface : [as the car speeds along]  Okay, Dick. I've got a little question for ya. You ready?

  [Dick frowns] 

  Bloodyface : You ever been to Cheetahs?

  Dick : Cheetahs? What's that?

  Bloodyface : A little strip club... downtown Vegas.

  [clearly hitting on a nerve with Gina] 

  Dick : Can't say that I have.

  Bloodyface : That's too bad, you know. It's a nice place. There are good girls there.

  Gina : [whirling around]  Who are you talking about?

  Bloodyface : They're just doing what they have to do to survive. Right?

  Dick : Hey, pal, what are you saying? You trying to freak us out?

  Bloodyface : I'm sorry, man. I didn't mean to upset you. It's just... it's been a little bit of a rough night, you know?

  [silent as he smokes] 

  Bloodyface : For all of us.

  Dick : All right, buddy, all right. Hey, you'd better tell us what happened back there, huh?

  Bloodyface : [long silence]  Have you ever been murdered before?

• Gina : [as they dig grave in desert]  We're not being smart about this. They always find the body.

  Dick : They're not gonna find this body.

  Gina : How can you be sure? What if an animal digs it up?

  Dick : Let's hope it's hungry.

  Gina : Jesus.

• Gina : [bumpy sound from the trunk]  He's still alive.

  Dick : He's dead.

  [but pulls the car off the road] 

  Gina : He's...

  Dick : Shh...

  [switches off the ignition] 

  Gina : [panicky]  He's not...

  Dick : Listen. Just listen.

  Gina : [tearfully shakes head]  You heard it.

  Dick : I heard... something.

  Gina : What if he's alive?

  [panting with fear] 

  Gina : What are you gonna do?

  Dick : I don't know.

  Gina : He could talk. He could lie. He could say that you attacked him.

  [bends forward, picks up the tire iron, and hands it to Dick] 

• Gina : [as they dig the grave]  Maybe you should just turn yourself in.

  [as he gives her a hard look:] 

  Gina : Well... you're the one who killed him. It's just...

  Dick : Let's get something straight. We're in this together, for better or for worse, remember?

  Gina : [nods ironically]  I'm sure that is what they had in mind.

  Dick : Look, we're gonna get through this.

• Dick : [when they're done covering up the grave]  Hell of a honeymoon, huh?

• Dick : Well, that's the last time I cross the desert without a gun. Have you ever used a gun?

  Gina : [softly]  I hate guns.

  Dick : [reaching down, then waving aloft the gun he found in her purse]  I guess this one doesn't count, huh?

• Gina : Remember that I told you I had been working at the Hard Rock?

  Dick : Yeah.

  Gina : Well, I haven't always been a dealer. When I first got to town three years ago, I didn't have a nickel to my name, and... I had to eat. You know, I was... just doing what I had to do to survive. There were a lot of girls in the same boat, nice girls, and some of them... danced at this, uhm, little club on the strip. And they always had money. One night I just... went along, out of curiosity. It was a lot easier than I thought.

  Dick : Let me guess. Cheetahs?

  Gina : [long silence, as she looks down]  Yeah. Yeah.