Renato, Maurio, and Benny are waiting on a call from Revolver. Somewhere out in the rain, Mickey Bags has crossed the wrong people, and the three low-rent soldiers killing time over wine, cards, pills, and old insults are itching to settle the score. But in a room full of loose mouths, bad habits, and worse instincts, it can be hard to tell exactly who ought to be worried about that rat bastard.