Before the Devil Knows You're Dead Page #4

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He's 28 years old.

He's a goddamn punk from Red Hook.

Red Hook. What was he doing up here?

What in the f***ing world? What he...

I mean, did he put a map on the wall

and throw a dart?

It's so absurd. It's so goddamn arbitrary.

Why me? Why her?

What was this goddamn kid doing?

You belong in hell.

Yeah. I understand. All right. Thank you.

Look, it might be better if you call,

make an appointment?

Well, I'd rather wait.

Please. Steve...

Dad.

You have to make a decision, Dad.

The gun was bought in Texas.

Stolen Texas driver's license, his ID, fake,

the gun turns up in New York, a year later.

- Mom needs you to make a decision, Dad.

- Andy, just leave him alone.

Well, something has to be done,

he has to make a decision.

Just leave him to his grief for one minute.

- Mom is in the hands of Jesus.

- Now, will you cut it out with that crap?

You shouldn't push Dad to make a decision

he doesn't wanna make.

Well, he has to make a decision.

Hey, Patrick.

We know it's difficult, Mr. Hanson.

Let her go.

Let her go.

Let her go.

"Almighty and ever living God.

"Remember the mercy with which you

graced your daughter, Nanette, in this life.

"Receive her, we pray,

into the mansions of the saints.

"As we make ready

our sister's resting place

"Look also with favor on those who mourn.

"And comfort them in their loss.

"Because God has chosen

to call Nanette from this life,

"commit her body to the earth,

for we are dust and to dust we shall return. "

I'm so sorry for your loss.

She was a wonderful person.

- She was a wonderful woman.

- Yes.

- I'm so sorry.

- You have my deepest condolences.

She was a dear friend.

So sorry for your loss,

your mother was a good person.

I'm so sorry.

God bless you.

There's no way I can make this scene, Andy.

He was always such a baby.

Yeah.

I can't really talk right now.

I can't, I...

I have to go. Andy needs me.

22nd precinct.

Detective Barrett, please.

Just a moment, sir.

I'm sorry, he's not in right now.

Is there anyone down there that knows

anything about the Nanette Hanson case?

- Who's speaking, please?

- Charles Hanson, yeah.

Just a moment, sir.

Sergeant Sullivan.

Yeah, good morning, Sergeant.

I've been trying to reach Detective Barrett

but he doesn't return my calls.

Would you like to leave a message, sir?

No, I wouldn't like to leave

another message.

Doesn't anyone down there give a damn?

Doesn't anyone down there

work for a living?

Would you like to leave a message, sir?

Don't you know

how important this is to me?

I know, I just...

You know, I thought

I was going to be able to work it out, but...

But I couldn't get

the money together, you know.

All my friends think I'm going to be there,

what am I going to tell them?

You know, I mean,

there's going to be other field trips.

Not to The Lion King, there won't.

Look, Dad, if you weren't going to pay for it,

you should have just said so

and saved me the humiliation of having

to tell all my friends that you're a loser.

Hey, this is Hank. I must

be out, so leave a message at the beep.

I know you're there. Pick up the phone.

Pick up the phone.

Pick up the f***ing phone,

you f***ing f*ggot.

- Andy, I'm here.

- Where have you been?

Here. I called in sick.

And what the f*** were you doing

with that f***ing a**hole?

- I was scared, all right? So I...

- I didn't say anything about

A f***ing gun, God damn it.

But we got to talk.

Andy.

Meet me at Mooney's.

You still can't get by? To see Mom?

- What am I going to say?

- Don't say anything. F***.

- Who else knows?

- Nobody.

- You didn't tell anyone?

- No.

- No one saw you talking with Bobby?

- No.

All right. Nobody saw you here?

No, come on, it was crowded, it was busy.

No, no.

- Did he rent the car with you?

- Did he what?

- Did he rent the f***ing car with you?

- No, no, no.

All right, did you...

- You picked him up?

- Yeah.

- At his house.

- Did anyone see you there, at his house?

- Did anyone see you at his house?

- No, no.

- Nobody saw you at the house?

- No.

Did you clean the car?

Did you wipe the car down?

- Did you wipe the floor?

- Yeah, I totally... Totally, totally.

- Did you leave anything in the car?

- No, of course not.

We're probably okay.

If they don't connect the car to us,

we're probably okay.

That's what I was thinking.

- Go back to work, totally normal.

- Okay.

I'm so sorry, Andy. I'm sorry.

I don't think I can get through this.

Shut up.

- I loved her so much.

- Just shut the f*** up.

If he had to take somebody out,

why couldn't it have been him?

One new message.

This is Mike Steuben calling

from Auto Rent for Mr. Henry Hanson.

Mr. Hanson, you returned a car

the other day.

It seems you forgot

some personal items in it.

Please give me a call at 555-2649

and ask for Mike Steuben.

Again, that number is 555-2649. Thank you.

End of messages.

Okay. God.

Okay.

Hello, you've reached

Auto Rent. Our office is currently closed.

- Our business hours...

- F***.

F***!

Okay. All right. It's okay, it's okay.

Excuse me?

That's right, sir. It's $255 plus tax.

But for an additional $17,

I could upgrade you to a luxury.

Or, for... Yes.

No, that's right,

the mid-size is $255 plus tax.

Unless you'd like to upgrade to an SUV,

which I could offer you for 29...

Excuse me, is Mike Steuben here?

No, I know, I'm just looking for Mike.

So, would you like to upgrade to the SUV?

No, no. No, mid-size is fine, sir.

No.

Thank you for calling.

I'm sorry.

Good morning, how can I help you, sir?

Yeah, I got a message from Mike Steuben.

Apparently I left something in a vehicle

that I returned last Saturday.

I think it was a CD.

Oh, well, you would talk

to Mr. Steuben, then. He's the manager.

Yeah, I know, so could I speak with him?

I'm sorry, he's not here.

You'll have to come back.

- When will he be in?

- I don't...

He won't be in at all today.

Well then, maybe you can help me.

Oh, no. Sorry, sir.

I'm sorry, excuse me.

- Do you think...

- I'm sorry.

- Will he be in tomorrow?

- Yes, Auto Rent.

No, I...

No, I didn't say that, sir.

That's not up to me.

No.

Excuse me, can I get a beer? Thanks.

That's the guy, that's him.

Yo, buddy.

- This guy?

- Yeah.

You were with Bobby Lasorda, Saturday?

- What?

- I asked you a f***ing question.

What? Yeah, yeah, yeah.

- What's your name?

- I'm Hank.

- Hank what?

- You know what?

Come. Why don't you... Let's go.

Follow me, we can talk over here.

- Come on. Have a seat.

- Is this all right?

Yeah, this is perfect.

So...

What's the deal, huh?

- My sister is quite all of a sudden a widow.

- Yeah.

She says you and Bobby had some work.

Bobby said it was work.

Work that involved him

getting shot and killed,

but not you getting shot and killed.

No, I just got him the car.

- I'm so sorry.

- What the f*** does that mean?

Well, Bobby said that he needed

to rent a car, but that he...

This was Friday night

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