Captured (1998 Video)

Andrew Divoff: Robert Breed

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• Holden Downs : Now, where were we? Oh yes... Your name.

  [pause] 

  Holden Downs : You know, if you want, I can call the cops right now.

  Robert Breed : Robert.

  Holden Downs : Robert. And what's your last name, Robert?

  Robert Breed : Breed.

  Holden Downs : Breed. Let me ask you something, Robert... What kind of 'breed' are you? The car thief breed, hmm? The something for nothing breed? How many cars have you stolen this year, Robert? 10, 50, 100, hmm? Answer me.

  Robert Breed : A few.

  Holden Downs : A few? Well that's kind of vague, isn't it, Robert? A few? Do you know what they do in Turkey, Robert, to car thieves?

  [Makes scissoring motion with hand] 

  Holden Downs : They chop off a finger for every car. How would you like to lose a few fingers?

• Robert Breed : Listen. You hear or see anybody, you walk away.

  Joey Breed : [mutters]  Yeah.

  Robert Breed : Joey, do you hear me?

  Joey Breed : Put on a dress, you're gonna start looking like mom. You know what I'm saying?

  Robert Breed : [chuckles] 

• Robert Breed : Hey Downs! That car is mine, asshole!

• Holden Downs : [after Robert attempts to wrestle for gun, Holden traps Robert's arm in the window]  You know what really, really gets me, Robert, huh? Nobody gives a damn. That's what really gets me. Serving up the judges, serving up the juries, and even if you do get caught, you end up in jail for a litle while, then you're back on the street stealing, raping, murdering a lot of innocent people.

  [leans in] 

  Holden Downs : Well, Mr. Breed. There will be no more stealing for you.

  [pause] 

  Holden Downs : Now, you are going to learn that there are certain consequences to your actions, and I am going to be the one to teach you. You're going to spend a little jail time with me.

  Robert Breed : This isn't jail, asshole! This is kidnapping! And the last I checked this is a fucking crime!

  Holden Downs : No, no, no. This is not kidnapping, this is called... House arrest, and it's the duty of every red-blooded American citizen.

  [Frees Robert's hand from the window] 

  Holden Downs : Good night.

  Robert Breed : [Whispers]  Fucking psycho.

  [shouts] 

  Robert Breed : You're a fucking psycho! You are one twisted-up asshole, Downs! You're screwed up!

  Holden Downs : I'm screwed up? Let's give it a day and we'll compare notes.

  [Shuts off lights and blasts radio] 

• Holden Downs : [Comes in with plate of bread and cup of water]  Well, good morning sunshine. How did you like my new stereo system? Music that has power to soothe the savage beast.

  [sniffs] 

  Holden Downs : Hmm. There's a distinct stench coming from there, have you been marking your territory?

  Robert Breed : I pissed on your precious upholstery.

  Holden Downs : How rodent-like of you. Well, I'm sure that the stench is going to bother you more than it's gonna bother me. Oh, I got you some breakfast. Bread and water. Brot und Wasser. Hmm. Bon Appétit.

  Robert Breed : [laughing hysterically and pointing at plate]  A rich bastard like you and that's all I get?

  Holden Downs : You're not too bright, are you?

  [Drops everything on the floor and starts randomly turning his hands] 

  Holden Downs : Oops, I'm sorry.

  Robert Breed : Why did you do that?

  [shouts louder] 

  Robert Breed : Why did you do that?

  Holden Downs : Involuntary muscle reflex... That happens every time I hear ingratitude. Now, I'm going to leave the window open just a little crack, I wouldn't want you to become pot roast.

  Robert Breed : [Stammers]  You can't leave me in here, you can't leave me in here.

  Holden Downs : Watch me. Have a nice day. Sorry I can't stay and chat, got an appointment with the judge this morning. Think positive thoughts for me, Robert, OK?

• Holden Downs : I'll tell you what I want. I want to know something...

  [Grittingly] 

  Holden Downs : What gives you... The right... To steal from me? The things that I have earned, that I have worked so hard for. Hmm? Now, at the very, very least, you should ask. Not steal. Go ahead. Ask me for my car.

  Robert Breed : Not today.

  Holden Downs : [Unrolls window, points gun at Robert's head and shouts]  I said ask!

  Robert Breed : [shouting]  Relax!

  [pause] 

  Robert Breed : Can I have your car?

  Holden Downs : [Whispers]  No.

  [normal] 

  Holden Downs : No, no.

• Holden Downs : [Grabs bolt from shelf and a chair]  So, what do you say we acquainted, huh? Hmm?

  [pause] 

  Holden Downs : What's your name?

  [pause] 

  Holden Downs : Answer me?

  Robert Breed : Fuck you.

  Holden Downs : 'Fuck you?' Your name is 'fuck you'? What kind of name is that?

  Robert Breed : My name is 'fuck you',

  [holds up imaginary driver's license] 

  Robert Breed : You see right right here on my license? My name says

  [shouting] 

  Robert Breed : 'FUCK YOU!'

  Holden Downs : [rolls down window, juggles bolt several times before throwing it at Robert's face]  AHH!

  [Phone rings] 

  Holden Downs : Now you sit here and - and you try to remember your name. 'Kay?

  [shuts window]