A Perfect Getaway Page #8

Honolulu, Pier 19, okay?

Around noon. Be there!

Weapon ready.

Someone's going

to brush by you,

maybe give you

a little nudge.

They might not

look like me. Okay?

Might look a little

something like you.

Circle the date, Nick,

because that is the day

that you're going to realize

just how good

I really f***ing am!

I have to know I'm about

to kill the right man.

Now, is he

the one I want?

Come on! Do it! Just

do it. Come on. Do it!

Do it.

Outstanding!

Get away.

Get away.

Get away.

Don't die on me. Don't

die on me again. Christ.

I would have done it

if I were you.

Well, you ain't him.

The one you want,

the one who killed

all those people

and the one that

I let f*** up my life

is the same guy who's

about to pick up that gun.

Yeah. Him.

What are you doing?

It's all right.

This is for you.

Holy crap.

Did you get it from

that store in Honolulu?

EBay.

EBay.

How long

have you had it?

A year and a half.

A year and a half?

Well, what are you waiting

for, you dumb bastard?

The right moment.

Baby, you are

a man in full.

Wait a second.

Let's not do a honeymoon.

I don't need no honeymoon.

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