13 Sins Page #4

time I think about it.

Now do it! Go on, do it!

Come on.

Come on, come on, come on!

Where's your car?

Did you call my brother?

Did you tell him who you were?

This doesn't change anything.

You're still a loser.

You'll always be a loser.

Yeah, well, you've obviously

done very well for yourselves.

Got yourselves a nice

leather jacket, fancy car.

It's going to be a little difficult

for you to put it in gear, though.

Guess you didn't really

think that one through.

Thank you.

- We're going to need a report.

- Of course.

Sir. Sir?

Dr. Anderson to Maternity,

please. Dr. Anderson...

I don't care about

your goddamn system!

It's Witter. W-I-T-T-E-R.

I know you have my brother

back there somewhere.

- Just a moment.

- Get off your fat f***ing ass,

- and go find out where he is!

- Hey. I'll tell you what

happened to your brother.

Just grab a chair.

- What the f***!

- Security!

Oh, oh!

Security!

Elliot Brindle.

You were a challenge.

You were a challenge.

I can't believe Sergio gave us the grand

ballroom. He says we get it all night!

- Elliot's a miracle worker.

- Uh-oh! Speak of the devil!

Oh! Well, well, well.

- My man of mystery.

- Mmm...

- Hm... You look rather snazzy.

- Mmm. So do you.

Where did you get this?

- Aunt Jessica. You look amazing.

- Thank you.

Have you told her the story

of your Alaskan cruise?

- You gotta hear it, it's amazing.

- What?

Have a good night.

- Nice of you to show up.

- Yeah.

- Looking good.

- You don't have to do that.

I can do that myself. OK?

- Well, you look good.

- Thank you.

That one's clean.

What about this dresser?

Check underneath.

Could be a false bottom there.

Got something, boss.

Looks like they're attending

their wedding rehearsal dinner

at the country club.

- Boss?

- Let's go.

Congratulations.

Challenge ten of 13 is a worth

a half million dollars.

All you have to do is wait until

you're called upon to give a toast

and then destroy the wedding hall,

while singing "The Internationale."

- What?

- We're quantifying destruction

in the following manner: At

least 75 percent of all ceramic

or crystal objects in the

hall must be shattered.

- Bastard!

- At least one of the wonderful

floral centerpieces

must be urinated upon.

If you're not familiar with the

Internationale Communist Anthem,

you will find the lyrics in

your left jacket pocket.

You know I was doing this for her.

And it is for her you

must soldier on!

You've committed six felonies.

Any future with Shelby,

indeed, any future not organized

around routine sodomy,

now depends on you completing

all 13 challenges.

I first met Elliot two years ago

and I knew right away all I

needed to know about him...

that he made my daughter happy.

I already feel you're like a son.

- Son?

- Baby.

Speech! Speech! Speech!

Come on!

Shelby, there's a life

that you deserve,

and I swear to you I'll do

anything to make that real.

Sir?

That gentleman over there, we're

gonna need to speak with him.

Got a few questions we need

to ask him. I'm sorry...

- All right. Give me a minute.

- Yes, sir.

We'll be waiting.

Son?

Park security, they want Michael.

They say he exposed himself

to a girl at the tennis court.

I told them you'll talk to them.

- Um, everyone...

- Michael?

Let's have our drinks outside

while we wait for our food.

Shall we? Thank you.

Let's just get the

folks outta here.

- What happened?

- I didn't touch her or anything.

I just wanted to show her it.

- OK? I just wanted to show it to her.

- It's OK.

They'll make me pee in a cup.

I haven't had my pill in

three days. In three days.

- It'll be OK.

- No. Horowitz will institutionalize him

if he can't trust him

to take his meds.

They'll make me go back to Bayview.

I don't want to go back to Bayview, OK?

They make me pee in a cup.

Michael, get ready to run.

I have an idea.

- Ready to run...

- Arise, ye workers, from your slumbers!

- Go home and take your pill.

- Sir, that's enough. Sir?

- Elliot!

- I'm buying him time.

What are you doing?!

Stay back! We don't want

anyone getting hurt!

- Put it down. Let's talk about it.

- Stay right there.

Look away.

I said look away...

look away right now!

Oh, you gotta be kidding me.

- Easy.

- This one's goin' nowhere.

- Easy.

- This boy is mine.

Easy!

- Stop right there!

- Stop, you son of a b*tch!

What the hell are you doing?

Open the door.

Mr. Brindle, you did complete

this last challenge,

but we've observed you're still far too

concerned with what people think of you.

You're still holding back, still

clinging to an old image of yourself.

- But I did it.

- So you did.

And now challenge 11 of 13

is to open that door and surrender

to the security guards.

- What?

- So says the golden toad.

A brave arm makes a

short sword long.

What am I supposed to do?

Is this a punishment or are

we still playing the game?

Guys, hold up. He's comin' around.

You gotta be f***ing kidding me.

Cocksucker!

So... things just got to you?

Oh, I understand how it is.

Things build up, all the sh*t a

person goes through during the day.

All the petty little humiliations.

I have no complaints.

Is it political? Do you have

feelings about the government?

Did someone order you

to do these things?

I didn't say that.

Tell me about the voice.

What?

I didn't say anything

about the voice.

Did it just start telling

you to do things today?

How did you know about the voice?

I want it on record I didn't

say anything about the voice.

It's probably been there for years.

A little whisper, and then

today it became a roar.

- You think I'm crazy.

- Is it a pure coincidence

that the voices directing

you told you to do

all the dark, secret little

things you wanted to do anyway?

What satisfaction did you get

from pushing that old woman

down that flight of stairs?

- I didn't do that.

- No?

And I guess you didn't burn

down the Hindu shrine, either!

No, I didn't do this.

I didn't do any of these.

So somebody else was having a bad

day, too? There's two of you out there?

I... I...

I need to get out of here.

I want a lawyer.

Good answer.

Hm...

- I was just there.

- Yeah?

Captain, I'd love it if I could

have a moment with him alone.

- Is that so?

- That is so.

Hey, hey!

Mr. Brindle, you don't

want to do this.

I'm sorry, but I do.

I need my cell phone.

- Put the gun down.

- Easy, Officer. Easy.

Don't do nothing stupid here.

- Easy.

- Thank you.

I need a second, please.

Hold fire.

Watch him, watch him.

- Send 'em around the other side.

- He has a hostage!

- Cuff yourself.

- Mr. Brindle.

Uh... cover your ears and hum

"The Star Spangled Banner."

Talk to us!

So there's another player? Is

somebody else playing the game?

There is one other player, yes.

That's a little wrinkle we were

going to spring on you later.

- You can't just change the rules!

- You knew there were time limits.

Your ultimate time limit

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