Against All Odds Page #6

out of Kirsch.

The a**hole's got files on me.

And I'm the idiot who's

supposed to get them?

He's got records of the games.

Of the business I did

with the players.

Know who that includes?

You got no smart-mouth remark

for that one?

Here. These will get you into

Kirsch's building and office.

Sunday night. Late.

It's a little dirty...

...but not so dirty you won't

sleep nights.

Why me? Why not Tommy?

I want Tommy clean.

You? I was ready to be

your friend for life.

You owe me.

This is what I want from you.

It's in our mutual interest.

As far as I'm concerned...

...it finishes all the sh*t

between us.

I'm missing the show.

What made you think you

could handle Jessie?

I bet you brought her flowers.

You don't have to when

you're living in the jungle.

You just show her what tree

you're gonna do it under.

Hell, we hit lots of trees.

Sh*t! Now you follow me

into the toilet. Give me a break!

What is this?

It's a warning. Be careful.

Okay. I'm going to be

very careful, all right?

Just f*** right off.

You think we're at the same

table by accident?

I figure the bet was you'd

make a scene. We'd be noticed.

Really?

I'm looking out for myself.

I've done what I can for you.

Okay, f*** off.

I keep thinking of what I

did to make me deserve you.

Go to hell.

I have. You know that, lady!

What's it like with Jake?

When you two are doing it?

Is he good?

Shut up, Terry!

Does he have a bigger cock than I do?

Shut up!

Do you know what he wants

me to do?

You and I have seen worse.

Jake's a gambler. He thinks I took

his luck when I took you.

I hit him too hard.

Then get out of it now.

But what about all the things

you and I shared?

What about Sully?

You remember him?

That guy we killed down

there in the jungle.

He's got me one way

or the other, doesn't he?

Doesn't he?

Yeah, go ahead, you rip

the shirt off. Come on.

Rip the shirt off.

Rip the f***ing shirt off!

What am I gonna do?

Oh, Terry! I'm sorry.

- I'm so sorry.

- I love you.

Hold me.

Hold me!

What are we gonna do?

Is this Sam?

Is this Sam? I bet it is Sam,

is it? There's Sam.

Sam's crazy about me.

That's a fact.

You know, dogs kill

for people they love.

Maybe Sam knows I'd kill for you.

- What do you mean?

- See that?

Now you're looking at me.

Why do I have to frighten you

to get you to look at me?

I give you everything you want.

Your mother and Caxton can't hurt me.

You're not even afraid of them anymore.

You know, when you came

at me with a knife...

...all I could think of

was that you'd hurt yourself.

I'm not spitting in your face.

I just want you to let me go.

When we were first together...

...it was so great.

I finally impressed those fucks

in Beverly Hills. Remember?

You know what was even better?

You were smart.

You really helped me.

But I don't care about

any of that now.

I need you.

It's just not okay to be alone anymore.

No, Jake.

You ruined my life. Goddamn it,

I'm not gonna lose you.

He's got files on the business I did

with the players.

You do want to play ball

again, don't you, Terry?

Sunday night.

Late.

It's a little dirty, but not so

dirty you won't sleep nights.

Steve?

Steve?

This is what Jake owes you...

Jesus Christ! What?

I hid the body.

They'll find it soon.

He killed him?

He had him killed?

Oh, my God!

Not that it's any great loss, but...

Jake Wise planted

something up in his office...

...to frame me.

I didn't find it in time.

They're all bastards.

- All of them.

- Look, Edie, I need your help.

You worked with Kirsch

for a long time.

You'd knock the hell out of them.

What do you mean?

I don't know what Jake planted.

But Kirsch kept a tiny treasure

chest that could blow everybody up.

I shouldn't be this drunk.

Listen, if the booze helps...

I can't believe this is my life.

Where was this box?

I'd be too scared to do it.

You worked for Kirsch. You knew

most of what he knew.

Edie, they'll kill you too.

Edie, help me.

- But it means...

- What?

Going back there.

To Kirsch's office.

There shouldn't be a dog here.

Who the hell are you?

I worked for Kirsch.

You must be the one

who unemployed me.

Sit.

Are the others here?

They're all over the building.

Looking for the body.

Some mess.

We're gonna find him.

Jake wants certain things

out of the office right away.

Why?

I guess he's a little jumpy.

Things seem to be

disappearing, don't they?

Your dog bothers me.

It's supposed to bother people.

Put him in there, please.

You're making this take

much more time than it has to.

Mr. Wise is waiting for me.

Listen...

...you're not a security guard.

But I belong here.

Now put the goddamn dog in there!

Stay.

Hello, Mr. Wise.

No, we haven't found Kirsch's body.

Don't worry about it.

Don't get excited.

Gonna take it a floor at a time.

I'm sure of it.

No, we're in the office

looking for those papers.

The ones you asked that girl to get.

Hey, come back here!

Get back!

You crazy b*tch!

Who are you? Goddamn it!

Who the hell are you?

You're dead!

Run, Edie!

Come on!

- Did you get the papers?

- Yes, I got them!

- Here, I'll park it for you.

- I live here.

Jessica.

Hello, Mother.

You're looking well.

I need to see Ben.

I've missed you.

Please get Ben, Mother.

Please.

He's much too busy celebrating.

Bob Soames changed his vote

on Wyler Canyon.

Why do you want Ben?

I just wanna talk to him.

- Talk to him tomorrow.

- No, I need to speak to him now!

- Right now!

- Keep your voice down.

I'll embarrass you, Mother.

I'll just walk right in there

and I'll be my sweet self.

Hello, Jessie.

Hello, Ben.

I have to talk to you, alone.

- Excuse us.

- Sure.

Let's go in there.

Jake's had Kirsch killed.

He's made it look like Terry did it.

He was trying to get Terry,

but it's more than that.

He was fixing games and betting

against his own bank.

Kirsch was making the bets.

Something's going down at Kirsch's.

Brogan wouldn't have gone back.

Why would he?

He'd be crazy to.

Would you get over there

and find out what's going on?

You've gotten out of hand, Jake.

Come on, Tommy.

What've you done to me?

He's here to help me,

not hurt you.

The things you don't know.

This man that you, your mother and

everybody thinks so much of...

...he's my bank.

I work for him.

Ben?

Ben! You told him

everything, didn't you?

Didn't you?

Oh, God!

You're still trying to kill me.

This time I might be dead.

I love you, Jessie.

Why did that have to be a bad thing?

I didn't mean anything bad.

Your office is still busy.

That you, Brogan?

Hello, Brogan.

Who's this?

Hey, Senor Caxton!

Couldn't catch the game tonight.

We won. Listen, Brogan...

...I'm getting into this because

of my goddaughter.

I'll tell you, there's

somebody else you gotta help.

Yourself.

I've just been in Kirsch's safe.

You know what he had in there?

The goods on you...

...Supervisor Phillips...

a whole lot of people.

I know all about Soames.

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