American Violence Page #4

You proved your point.

Now untie me and tell

me what you want.

Wow.

You got balls, kid.

I'll give that to you.

You know, you may just be

the guy that I've

been looking for.

The guy that's gonna take my

business to the next level.

I fail to see what's so funny.

- You're alone, tied to a chair.

What about this situation

leads you to believe

you're in a position

suitable for bargaining?

- Okay.

Untie me, and walk away.

We'll just let this one go.

- You're not paying

attention, Bobby.

The only reason

you're still alive,

is I haven't killed you yet.

- How much?

- I will give you this.

You have fine taste in whiskey.

- How much?

- Stay with me, Bobby, boy.

Stay with me.

- One million.

- You remember this, don't you?

You arrogant f***.

This belonged to my partner.

He didn't know the

money was yours.

You could've, let that one go.

- Your partner was a

degenerate f***, alright?

He stole from me.

What am I supposed to do,

just pat him on the back?

F*** that.

Okay, alright, I'm sorry.

Two million.

- You talk too much, Bob.

I'm not interested

in your money.

You tortured my friend.

You tortured him, and let him

bleed to death like a pig.

This is for Marty.

I gave that bastard a preview

of what's waiting

for him in hell.

Belmont got what he deserved,

but I wanna make one thing

real clear to you, doc.

I didn't commit murder.

I performed an execution.

There's a difference.

- Bullshit.

I don't believe that,

and neither do you.

- You talk a lot, but what

can you really speak for?

Can you speak for me?

- I wanna ask you a question.

- Tick, tock.

When it's my time, will

you care about me then?

That moment when the

needle, the very first one,

slips into my body

and relaxes my nerves.

Are you gonna watch me?

Are you gonna watch me, or are

you gonna turn and look away?

When the second needle

freezes my lungs,

are you gonna scribble scrabble

in your notepad for

future reference?

And when that third

needle stops my heart,

and they pronounce my body dead,

are you gonna anguish

over my death?

Or are you gonna rejoice

that the law of your

land was fulfilled?

- Neither.

- You ever see anyone die, doc?

You ever watch as

the light fades

out of someone's

eyes as they just,

drift away into nothing?

- It's none of your

f***ing business.

It's not about me.

- This is about you.

This whole game

has been about you.

Your bullshit cocky attitude

isn't gonna work with me, doc.

- It's not about me.

- I don't,

I don't f***ing care

if it's about you.

F*** your questions, f*** you.

I'm done.

I'm not playing your

f***ing games anymore.

- You're done playing

games when I tell you.

Got it?

- Any evidence should have

been destroyed in the fire,

so I figured it was

time to leave the city.

You know who runs this place?

- Mr. Charlie rose.

- Keep the change.

I found an address in

Marty's Texas travel book.

And then there she was.

She was the most beautiful

woman I'd ever laid my eyes on.

- Good evening.

- Hello, Billy.

I believe we have a guest.

- Right over there.

- Aren't you a sweetie.

- I'm sorry, have we met?

- Not exactly.

Olivia.

- Jackson.

- Shea, yes.

Martin bigg was a mutual friend.

Oh don't worry, I'm not a cop.

But that was quite a

job you did on belmont.

- Who says that was me?

- I have my sources.

- I don't like being followed.

- Noted.

Dance with me.

- And you're

too pretty to be a cop.

- I didn't know Martin.

But my father,

very close to him.

- Who's your father?

- Charlie rose.

Just like you.

He's a business man.

- What kinda business?

- Acquisitions.

- How'd you know

where to find me?

- You seen this place?

Somebody new walks into

town, I hear about it.

Besides, little Billy over

there has a sweet spot for me.

Wanna take a ride?

- Lead the way.

- Hi ladies.

- Good morning.

- Hey daddy.

- Well, my daughter's awake.

- Daddy, meet Jack shea.

Jack, meet Charlie.

- Mr. rose.

- Marty never said you

were such a city slicker.

- Is that gonna be a problem?

- No, not a problem, unless

you make it that way.

You all didn't do nothing

together, now, did you?

- Oh, daddy.

- Oh, come on, I'm

just playing with you.

Come on over here

and chat for a while.

Ladies, why don't you go on

inside and cool off a bit?

- Aw, baby.

- Hal?

- Yes sir.

Ladies, outta the pool, now.

- You know I like to

harness the energy of youth.

You want a beer?

- Look, Mr. rose, the

only reason I'm here

is because Marty said he

had a friend in Texas,

and that's it.

- Marty, Marty was

thick as a brick.

But he was a tremendous

judge of character.

Now, from appearance, you look

like you're up to the mark,

but it's what's underneath

that concerns me.

If you'll crack when the

heat gets cranked up.

You gotta keep a low profile.

I've been my entire life,

and I never got so much

as a hockey ticket.

I only do outside

horses and oil,

and I don't sh*t where i

live, if you catch my drift.

I spend a whole year, an entire

year, on a single project.

But the payoff is

always worthwhile.

And I don't touching nothing,

unless it'll fetch at

least five million U.S.

I use a crew, and i

rotate who's in charge.

Olivia there sometimes

acts as another guy,

when she's not causing chaos.

You know, I never hire a man

unless they're a Texas man.

I just don't trust 'em.

But Marty was a brother to me.

So I'm not gonna throw you out.

But you're gonna have

to prove yourself.

What do you think

there, blue eyes?

- When do we get started?

- How does 75 mil sound?

- Good afternoon, Mr.

And Ms. stroblekowitz.

How're y'all doing today?

- Very well, thank you.

- Mr. beeker's ready for you.

Flynn'll be taking you upstairs.

- Please follow me.

- Thank you.

- Y'all have a great day.

- Thank you.

- Thank you.

Simon beeker was the

President of the largest bank

nobody ever heard of.

Beeker handled overseas

financial transactions,

how the money flowed.

Just none of it

flowed to beeker.

- Mr. beeker,

your clients have arrived.

- Hi.

- Afternoon.

- Please, have a seat.

- Thank you.

- What can I do for you?

- We represent Mr.

Rose's interests.

- Yes, Mr. beeker.

- Cherry, can you

send Paul in, please?

- Right away.

- Um.

I, uh,

I didn't expect you so soon.

- The timeline's moved up.

- Now, Mr. beeker.

We know the vault's

codes change daily.

Now your man, they

show up at 11:
00 pm,

not a second sooner or later,

with the codes,

and we're golden.

Anything after that, we're

not gonna do business.

Now, Mr. beeker.

We know that there's 75

million in bonds in that vault.

- 75 mil sounds good.

But this time I'm

the leading man.

- No ma'am, you are not.

- Oh yes sir, I am.

- I beg your pardon,

missy, but you are not.

- Daddy.

- Okay.

You wanna wheel and deal, missy?

You take hal.

- Got you, boss.

I'll take real good care of her.

- No, I am not taking hal.

Do we have a deal?

- Mr. rose's cut is 10

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