"I didn't say he was going to be in the middle of the street waiting for us," says Mikey (Peter Falk) to the hitman (Ned Beatty). The two are tracking Mikey's friend Nicky (John Cassavetes), whom Mikey is setting up after Nicky has been caught stealing from their mob boss. Mikey and Nicky have just had a fistfight in the middle-of-the-night streets of Philadelphia, and Mikey goes on to explain that Nicky isn't likely to be waiting in the exact spot where the fight took place, either; he will have run.
But then we cut to Nicky, and he is indeed standing in the street in the very same spot as before. The moment fits the plot, which follows the adventures of these two over the course of one long night in which Nicky unknowingly thwarts his friend's every attempt to place him within striking range of the hitman, and it fits Nicky's character, which is that of a hyperactive, wearingly obnoxious adolescent boy occupying the body of a full-grown man. But more than anything, it's another moment of eerily misplaced humor in a film full of anger and remorse.
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