Carl Showalter:
[entering cabin, with shot-up face]
You should see the other guy.
Carl Showalter:
[he sees Jean Lundegaard's dead body]
What the fuck happened to her?
Gaear Grimsrud:
[watching TV and eating TV dinner]
Uh, she started shrieking, y'know. She wouldn't stop...
Carl Showalter:
Geesus. Well, it doesn't matter. I got the money. All of it. All eighty grand.
Carl Showalter:
[he puts a couple stacks of bills down on table]
That's forty for you, forty for me.
[Grimsrud pokes at the stacks of bills with his fork]
Carl Showalter:
[puts a set of keys next to the money]
That's it, then. You can have my truck. Here's the keys. I'm takin' the Ciera.
Gaear Grimsrud:
We split that.
Carl Showalter:
[pause]
How the fuck do you split a fuckin' car, ya dummy? With a fuckin' chainsaw?
Gaear Grimsrud:
One of us pays the other for half.
Carl Showalter:
Hold on! No fuckin' way! You fuckin' notice this? I got fuckin' shot! I got fuckin' shot in the face! I went and got the fuckin' money. I got shot fuckin' picking it up! I've been up for thirty-six fuckin' hours! I'm taking' that fuckin' car! That fucker's mine, you fuckin' asshole!
[as usual, no response from Grimsrud]
Carl Showalter:
You know, I've been listening to your fuckin' bullshit all week! Are we square?
[no response from Grimsrud who continues staring at the TV]
Carl Showalter:
[flashing his gun]
Are WE square?
[no response]
Carl Showalter:
Yeah, ya fuckin' mute. And if you see your friend Shep Proudfoot, tell him I'm gonna nail his fuckin' ass!
[he exits angrily toward the Ciera; after a few seconds, Grimsrud follows him out the door with an axe in hand]
Carl Showalter:
[Showalter turns and sees Grimsrud striding toward him, axe raised]
Oh no! Aaaaaah!
[Grimsrud brings the axe down toward Carl's neck]
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