Ashby Page #6
Is she your friend?
Yeah.
Did you let her down?
Yeah, yeah.
Yeah. I'm such a shitty coward.
- I'm such a shitty, shitty coward.
- Come here.
Then don't be, okay?
You make it up to the girl.
But don't just apologize.
You gotta make amends with the girl.
Okay?
- You feel me, boy?
- I feel you, I feel you.
- You have a lot of friends.
- I'm a charming person.
Guess that's a side of you
I'm still waiting to see.
Love you.
Nice house you got here.
I knew it was you.
When Pete got shot,
God damn it, I knew it.
Just had a feeling.
- Get out of the pool, Ken.
- All right.
So I'm assuming
you found out about Garret, right?
I did.
Well, I knew you would, eventually.
We were friends.
I know.
Eloise, hey, how's it going?
Eloise, what's up?
Yeah, yeah.
I know. I'm just calling,
I just wanna say... I just wanted to...
- Hello.
- Hey... Hey.
Hey. It's Ed.
I just wanted to come around and
apologize to you, or I wanted to
make amends to you.
Is that okay?
Hey...
Ashby, what's up?
Hello?
Eddie, drive to the
end of the block, now.
Listen, move your ass, drive
to the end of the block, turn left, now.
Okay, Jesus.
You know, you were pretty rude
back there.
I just got off the phone with Eloise.
Sh*t, you're bleeding.
- What happened?
- It's okay, Ed. I'll live.
What's going on?
Just drive, Ed.
I may be imagining things,
but am I driving the getaway car here?
- We call it "doing the lift."
- Doing...
Doing... What did you do?
Did you kill someone?
- Ed.
- Oh, my God.
- Ed, shut up and just drive.
- Oh, my God.
Did you kill someone?
Yes, Ed. I killed someone.
What? You killed somebody?
Just drive, and I'll explain.
When I dropped you off,
you killed somebody in there?
- Ed.
- Why?
Ed, if you don't drive home,
we are both gonna go to jail.
So drive.
So you killed two people
because of what I said? Jesus Christ.
Don't blaspheme me, Ed.
Don't what, Killer Joe?
I killed a good man
because he came between them
and some dollars.
I gotta right that wrong.
How does this do that?
How is this righting the wrong?
You're the guy...
You're the guy that killed him.
Remember? You killed him.
I gotta avenge his death.
It's not funny, okay?
This isn't funny, okay? It's not a joke.
Listen, I think the f***er
snapped off a photo.
- They took your photo?
- I'm pretty sure.
Okay.
Okay. That means the cops are gonna
know it's you. You have to run.
- It ain't gonna be the cops, Eddie.
- Who then?
Entwistle. He'll know.
He'll send his people.
His... What do you mean?
They'll kill you?
No, okay. You have to run, okay?
We'll go to Florida.
There's tons of old people there.
You'll blend in.
Nobody'll even notice you.
I'm too old to run.
Please, or we'll go to New York,
and I'll take the drive up
- every single weekend to see you.
- What're we gonna do in New York?
Go see Jersey Boys together?
I'd love to go see
a play with you or something.
Eddie, the four of us,
And we're gonna pay for that.
I just need time to get to Entwistle.
No, no.
You can't kill anyone else, please.
Just stop killing people.
I'm...
F*** you, I'm just gonna call the cops.
I'm gonna call the cops.
They're gonna put you in jail,
and you'll be safe and alive.
I'm dying, Eddie.
What? What?
Are you lying to me?
No.
You're a liar and a psychopath,
a manipulator. And you're just...
I just...
How do I even know to believe you?
- I don't believe you.
- I gotta few weeks at most.
I'm gonna need some proof.
Wait here, I won't be long.
You're late.
Yeah, it's a long story.
Look, I'm so sorry.
I really am so sorry.
I was just such a coward,
and I am often a coward.
And you should know that about me,
and I really will work on it.
But I just like you so much
and it keeps me up at night
and it makes me smile like an idiot
and it's all I can think about.
And the fact that I was a sh*t to you
it just makes me
want to tear my eyeballs out of my head
and present them to you
on a velvet cushion
while an orchestra plays the theme
from Harold and Maude.
See, every time I try to hate you,
you say something that makes me know
we're meant to be together.
You really f***ing hurt me.
I know, and I promise I'll never...
I won't, I'll never do
anything like that again. I'm...
I'll be there for you.
Well, I will. I promise, I will.
As my gift, I brought Ashby.
Because I knew
you wanted to look at his brain.
You know how to treat a girl.
Bring him in.
So, it turns out you're dying.
Hey,
I wanna be with my wife and daughter.
How do you know
you're gonna go to heaven?
You could go down.
Not up.
We should make a stop.
It's not a problem, really.
We're always open.
Glad to have you.
Sorry about the mess,
I've been eating dinner.
There, it's...
Well, okay.
Can't we do this in the church?
No, no. We're fumigating the church
for roaches.
The f***ers are everywhere.
Can you at least put your collar on?
Yeah, sure, yeah.
Help yourself to wings, whatever.
Father.
I've killed 95 men.
You, you... I'm sorry, you what?
Am I gonna have to repeat myself a lot?
I have taken the lights outta 95,
maybe, 96...
I don't know the count.
Do you need to have the exact numbers
of every...
Of everyone I've killed to absolve me?
No, I think a
blanket absolution is, is possible.
One of them, I know was wrong.
- One of them?
- Yeah.
You can't ask for forgiveness for all of it
unless you're truly sorry.
Well, I didn't...
I didn't see that coming. I...
You've taken human lives.
I mean, evil triumphs
when good men do nothing.
- You thought that you were doing good?
- Yeah.
Yes.
I was... I was...
I might've been wrong, I suppose.
Don't you ever think that?
I mean, you never...
Excuse me, Father, but you never
got your dick sucked, right?
This, this is not about...
You thought about it late at night.
Yeah, of course.
How can I not think about that?
Well.
Well, it's tough, but I...
I believed in...
I believed in something
that I thought was right.
Me too.
So... So, are you sorry?
I'm sorry that I... I
had to live that life.
No.
I would've liked to
have done something different.
You know.
I wanted to be a baseball player.
I wanted to be a writer.
So, Father?
Can I be forgiven?
In your heart, do you think
you're a good man?
I think I've tried. I've really tried.
And um...
I don't know.
I mean, if I just tried,
I tried to be a good man
and do my job and...
Will it be enough?
I absolve you of all your sins.
Go in peace.
Talk to me.
Talk to me, Ed. What are you gonna do?
I'll let you die the way you wanna die.
Okay?
I am not gonna call the cops.
You just have to promise me one thing.
Just, please don't kill that last guy.
Okay, please.
Just, please don't kill that last guy
because I will call, I'm gonna call them.
I will, and I know I should. I...
I just...
I can't deal with it, I can't f***ing...
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