Jack “Extralarge” Costello has found himself amongst a lot of undesirables in his cases so far. He’s dealt with thieves, dirty politicians, a child killer, terrorists, crooked boxing promoters, kung fu killers and even a wisecracking kid. Not to mention having to deal with his accent-wavering buddy Dumas. But now it is time to place Costello in the seediest world imaginable where drugs, gambling and murder run rampant. No, he isn’t taking on Hollywood. It is something much more sinister, a world where few enter and even fewer survive. A place that Obi-Wan would say is a “wretched hive of scum and villainy.” We could only be talking about – hut, hut – college football! My God, this Jack Costello has a death wish!
Cannonball: “Where do you think he is?”
Random jock: “Probably in some cheap hotel…”
Both in unison: “…with an even cheaper hooker!”
Cannonball: “Alright!” (they high five)
Ah, you gotta love them Italians and their realistic American dialogue. Actually, that is probably dead on for some ’92 jocks and, sure enough, that is where “Long” John is as he apparently lives up to his name with a pretty white girl. Two sketchy looking dudes (sketchy because they are always clad in jean jacks in the film and are not Native American) arrive at the hotel and get the room number under the guise of looking for their sister (“She checked in with a black guy.”) before shooting the clerk dead. They burst into Hatter’s hotel room and fill him full of lead. The woman he was with was in on it and splits before the two assassins stick a needle of heroin in his arm.