100 Feet Page #3
You leave him alone, okay?
You leave him alone,
Lou, he's just a kid, okay?
He's my friend! He hangs out
and he talks to me is all!
Why are you covering
for Mike's killer?!
Let me help you, Marnie!
Let me help you.
You don't have to be afraid.
Just tell me who the f*** killed Mike?!
Just tell me who did it.
We'll put him down together.
We'll put his ass in jail, and you can go
wherever the f*** you want!
Let me help you!
Let me protect you!
You can't protect me!
Marnie, I went back and I looked...
I looked in Mike's files.
I saw all the assault reports
you filed on him.
It was just like you said.
I should have done something.
But, Marnie, he was my partner.
And now I gotta live with that.
But I will protect you now, Marnie.
I give you my word.
But you gotta talk to me.
You wouldn't believe me.
Try me.
Mike did this to me.
Marnie, Mike's dead.
Yeah. Well, he's taking the news badly.
What?
He's a ghost.
- A ghost?
- Yeah, That's right.
You know that line
"Til death do us part. "?
Well, that's a crock of sh*t.
You're crazy.
You're f***ing nuts,
I can see it in your eyes.
And now you're here,
you're back under Mike's roof...
and you're going nuts.
Wow! Lady, lady, lady, lady!
You can't pack your trash like that!
You gotta wrap it properly
or I just can't take it!
Come on, Mister, please,
just this one time, okay?
- I promise next time I'll do it.
- I told everybody on my route...
Lady! Lady!
Oh, f***!
I can't get rid of you
if you left something here. Prick!
Where is it, huh?
Where the f*** is it?
F***!
Come on, huh?
Where is it?!
Goddammit!
Oh, my God!
Oh, Mike...
you were one dirty cop.
Thank your coming, Father.
I wanted to give you this.
A donation I wanna make to the church.
It was my husband's.
It's been a long time since you've been
to confession, Marnie.
I'm here now if there is anything
you wanna tell me.
Perhaps you could unburden
yourself of any guilt.
I understand this isn't
the ideal confessional,
but whatever you say will be
strictly between us.
Oh, please, help me, Father.
I don't know what to do.
Help me.
Did you kill your husband with murder
in your heart, Marnie?
Search your soul.
No.
No.
I was defending myself.
Then I pray you find peace.
Thank you, Father.
One last thing, Father.
Could you bless this house for me?
No.
I don't think I can do that.
The money's gone, Mike.
I gave it to the church.
The last thing in this house
that belonged to you is gone.
There's nothing keeping you here.
This is my house now.
I want you to leave and be at peace.
I want you to leave my house, Mike.
It's time for you to go.
I hope you can forgive me.
I bear you no ill will.
I want you to leave my house, Mike.
It's time for you to leave.
Oh, no!
What do you want?
I can't take this sh*t anymore.
Alright.
Alright, Mike.
Huh? Do it.
Come on, huh?
What are you waiting for?!
Come on, do it!
Come on, Mike!
Yeah?
- Joey, it's me, Marnie.
- Marnie? Oh, hey.
- You said I could call.
- Yeah. What's goin' on?
- Did I wake you?
- Nah.
I'm just chilling.
I didn't mean to bother you.
You're not.
It's good to hear your voice.
Is everything okay?
Look...
Can I come over?
- No! That's not a good idea.
- Why?
It just isn't, okay,
You have to trust me on this one.
No, no, no. Joey, no.
Not tonight.
- Some other night, huh?
- I promise.
Well, sweet dreams.
Hey, Marnie!
- What the hell are you doing here?
- I was in the neighborhood.
Yeah, right.
Look, I'm gonna camp out on your doorstep
unless you let me in.
- Joey, you can't come in.
- I'm getting soaked out here.
- Joey, you gotta go home, okay?
- Please, come on. Let me in.
No!
I'm gonna stand out here all night in the rain
unless you let me in, so, come on...
Fine.
Catch.
Watch it!
Hey.
Hey.
Are you okay?
Yeah. Damn.
I'm fine.
That was funny. I'm sorry...
- Hey.
- Good morning.
- Me too.
- I can't believe it.
- What?
It's a beautiful day.
Nooo!
No!
No. Mike, noooo!
Stop it! No!
Stop it! Stop it!
Stop it! Stop it! No!
No!
Stop it! Stop it! Stop it! Stop it! No!
- I'm going in.
- Copy.
Marnie!
Marnie!
- What do you want?
- I got a warrant for Joseph DiCenzo's arrest.
- I know he's in there.
- Nobody's here but me, and the ghost!
Marnie, I've been outside
of your house all night.
Now, cut the sh*t.
- I know he's in there.
- Well, let's see the warrant.
- Come downstairs and I'll show you the warrant.
- You can show it to me right here.
Now quit f***ing around with me
and open this door.
- I'm in the shower.
- Put some clothes on and open the door!
Just give me a few minutes, okay?
- We are at the back door.
- Hold on.
- Marnie!
- Joey isn't here.
Just hold your freaking horses I'm...
- Shanks!
... getting dressed!
- Check the basement.
- Alright.
- Check the basement!
- Okay.
- Marnie?!
- I'm coming!
- Where is he?
- Easy.
Where is he?
I told you, he's not here.
He's not here.
What do you want from me?
Let's go.
Go by his house. Check by that market
he works at, he's gonna show up.
Alright. Come on.
- So you admit he was here last night.
- Yeah.
- And when did he leave?
- I don't know. Around one.
- And what were you doing?
- Screwing each other's brains out.
- In your husband's house.
- In his bed.
This isn't over.
- You know the way out, detective.
- I don't know where you stashed this kid,
or I don't know where he's hiding,
but I'm gonna be out in that car
all day every day...
until he comes back, because I know
he's coming back. Marnie.
You bought yourself maybe 2 or 3 days.
I want you out of my house, Shanks.
Okay.
What the f***?!
You?
What the f***?!
Get out!
Put your f***ing hands up!
On your head!
You, f***ing b*tch!
Get your f***ing hands up!
You have the right to remain silent.
Anything you say can and will be used
against you in a court of f***ing law.
Go ahead, arrest me.
I'll never be free anyway.
I got you. Alright.
This is Shanks.
I got the DiCenzo kid dead.
In the woman's apartment.
I got her cuffed.
I got it under control.
I'm bringing her in now.
Over.
Let's go.
You win, Mike!
What the f?
Mickey?
Mickey, it's me. It's Lou.
Mickey... what happened to you?
You stay away from her.
Mike, you stay away from her!
You stay away from her, Mike!
Stay f***ing away from her!
Stay away from her, Mike!
Mike, you stay away!
Shanks...
Shanks. Shanks, wake up!
Come on. Wake up. Shanks!
Shanks! Come on! Wake up!
Oh, sh*t!
Oh, sh*t!
Come on! Shanks, wake up.
Oh, sh*t!
Oh, Come on!
Marnie!
Shanks!
Shanks! Shanks, can you hear me?
Marnie? Where are you?
Answer me!
Marnie!
Hang on!
Marnie!
Come on!
Come on.
Come on.
Come on.
It's over!
Marnie...
Come on.
Shanks...
Are you okay?
Come on.
You should go.
You should go.
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