Dialogue: Gig: Going Up or Down?

V

1AHeard you have scandium rods. My client needs 'em.

Gallo

1AOh yeah? What about me? I don't need 'em?

1AThis whole goddamn building's goin' to shit – all of it! Pipes, power... Every other day the elevator jams. That motherfuckin' elevator!

1AHow the fuck am I s'posed to fix it if I ain't got no rods, eh? Your client even consider that? The fuck he say to you?!

V

2AWon't get anything fixed in that state. You look like you just snorted a mountain of syn-blow.

Gallo

2AAnd what if I did? You got a problem with that?

V

3AKeep runnin' your mouth, and I'll have you chokin' on pieces of your own jaw.

Gallo

3AGo ahead, try it, you ugly bitch! Come on!

V

3BNope, none at all. But my client does. That's why you an' me are talkin'.

Gallo

3BTell your "client" to go fuck himself! Ya hear me?!

V

3BI'll pass it along. But lemme fill ya in on one little detail. He never forgets – never forgives. Keep sendin' peeps 'til he gets what wants.

3BSo let's not make this any harder than it has to be. Give back the rods, and I'll be on my way.

Gallo

3BOver there, take 'em. And then fuck off! Heads 'bout to explode...

V

2BOh, you wanna know, huh? The gist – he couldn't give a shit about you. I put a bullet in your head right now, he won't even blink.

Gallo

2BYeah? Then try me! Fuckin' try me!

V

2CThis elevator – is it wired or pumped?

Gallo

2CWhat? Well... motor's electric. With a speed reducer.

V

2CSounds like a non-conductive hitch. Insulation in the cables must've worn out and short-circ'd. Open-and-shut case.

Gallo

2CThe fuck...? You from maintenance or something?

V

2CNope, third party sent me. He really wants those rods, Gallo, and here's the thing... You'll manage without 'em.

1BCalm down. Let's just talk.

Gallo

1BOh, I'm calm. I'm real fuckin' calm. Way fuckin' calmer than you are!

V

1BUmm... OK...

Gallo

1BYou're hidin' somethin', I know it. What're you not tellin' me, huh? Fuckin' rip it outta ya!

V

1CNothin', actually. Was just leavin'.

Gallo

1CThen fuckin' pivot and haul ass outta here! You ever come back, I spill your fucking guts!

Fuck you want, huh? Answer when I ask you a fuckin' question!

V

4AYou're Gallo, right? Listen, I've got--

Gallo

You afraid of the dark, huh? 'Cause you fucking should be!

'Ey, hands off, you dirty-ass punk!

#Gle Ws Gallo

Elevator, why! Elevator, elevator, elevator, agh!

Who broke it? Who?! Who broke it?!

Up, down, up, down! Elevator can't stay! Has to move!

Padre

I have the rods, which makes me a happy man.

And that is rare, V. Rarer than the rain on the Egyptian desert over which Moses wandered.

But I digress. The contract is closed, payment on its way.

Padre

I need you to grab some goods, rare ones – scandium rods. Fell into the hands of a junkie who's got no clue what they're worth.

I couldn't bear to see them go to waste. Read the attachment and get to work.

Homeless

Wouldn't go in there if I were you... Gallo, he's... he's lost it, up there, y'know?