When a Las Vegas performer-turned-snitch named Buddy Israel decides to turn state's evidence and testify against the mob, it seems that a whole lot of people would like to make sure he's no longer breathing.
Mob boss Primo Sparazza has taken out a hefty contract on Buddy "Aces" Israel, a sleazy magician who has agreed to turn state's evidence against the Vegas mob. The FBI, sensing a chance to use this small-time con to bring down big-target Sparazza, places Aces into protective custody-under the supervision of two agents dispatched to Aces' Lake Tahoe hideout. When the word of the price on Aces' head spreads into the community of ex-cons and cons-to-be, it entices bounty hunters, thugs-for-hire, deadly vixens and double-crossing mobsters to join in the hunt. With all eyes on Tahoe, this rogues' gallery collides in a comic race to hit the jackpot and rub out Aces.
Written by Anthony Pereyra {hypersonic91@yahoo.com}
Factual errors:
FBI agents wouldn't randomly open fire in the general direction of the 50 caliber gunfire due to risk of public safety; There would be no telling where their bullets would hit. Even if they knew where to shoot, which they didn't, at that range a Glock (or any handgun) is totally inaccurate, not to mention it probably wouldn't have enough stopping power left to do anything.
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Quotes
[first lines]
Donald Carruthers:
You've got to be careful when doing your stakeouts. I did one for... I was on one for six months. I gained, like, 20, 25 pounds. You keep eating this crap... Richard Messner:
Well, that's not my problem, though. I don't gain weight. I tried. Donald Carruthers:
That's 'cause your 12 years old. See more »