Blood Punch Page #3

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Tell him maybe we should just be friends.

I'll never get away from him.

Not alive anyway.

- Well then listen to me.

- No you listen.

You can't save me, Milton.

I mean, look at me...

I'm a one way ticket straight to hell.

Do you really wanna follow me there?

Only every time I look at you.

Oh sh*t.

Oh sh*t...

What was that?

What was what?

It was like... a warm wave went

crashing through my entire skull.

Holy... sh*t...

Oh f*** me with a chainsaw.

Russell?

Russell!

Russell!

You didn't spike our crank with that

f***ing peyote sh*t of yours again, did you?

Who, me?

Me?

Moi?

Moi...

Moi...

Holy sh*t.

Hey, guys!

I almost got it that time.

No seriously, I was this close!

Russell. I'm...

I'm... I'm beyond f***ed up right now.

Well, that's the point, partner.

Just you wait until the peyote

really starts kicking in.

Kicking in? I thought

we were coming down...

Oh no.

We're just getting started.

You see, that peyote...

it's an old family recipe.

You see, I'm one quarter Chacatoy Indian...

I come from a long line

of powerful medicine men.

Yeah, maybe too powerful.

This land...

...this whole valley...

...it's sacred Chacatoy land.

Chacatoy legend tells us that long ago...

in a time before time when the

sun and the moon were young...

a great battle was

fought here day and night.

The valley filled to the rim with blood.

As many men were killed as

there are stars in the sky.

And when it was over there

was only one warrior left.

The first Chacatoy.

Imagine what it felt like

to be standing there...

Not a single enemy left.

Not a single friend, either.

Guys, someone is bleeding.

Shh... It's over...

Get some sleep.

Just wait, I wanna...

I want it to stay like this.

I know, Milton... but at some

point you're gonna have to wake up.

What's this?

Your last chance... just get

in the car right now and drive.

Go back to rehab.

F***, tell them Russell and I

kidnapped you or some sh*t like that.

And what about you? What does

Russell do to you when he finds out?

Nothing, Milton, nothing he

hasn't done a 100 times before.

Just leave, Milton, while you still can.

Now, I know what you're thinking...

You're thinking well this proves

that she had feelings for us...

Proves she cared...

At the same time you're thinking well

maybe she just did it to gain our trust.

You know, to dig her

claws into us even deeper.

Doesn't really matter.

Because there is one

thing that we both know.

We weren't going... anywhere.

When I leave here...

I'm taking you with me.

Breakfast time, boys and girls.

The most important meal of the day.

And do you know what I feel like for

breakfast on this beautiful morning?

How does 85 pounds of high

grade crystal meth sound?

Delicious.

How's it coming down here,

partner? Am I a rich man yet?

You're getting there just...

just a few more tweaks.

You looking for this?

Russell, there is plenty

of money for all of us.

This isn't about the money, partner...

and to prove it to you I'm

gonna bury you with you share.

- Does that sound fair enough?

- Wait!

This isn't glass quality yet,

you will not get $1800 an ounce,

not before putting it through my final

filtration process which nobody knows but me.

You take 600mg's of that

blue powder over there,

you filter it with 30cc's of that

stuff into a burner for 19 minutes,

cool it in the freezer... and then

scrape off the top layer of crystals.

How do you know that? There's

no way that you can know that.

Guess you're not as smart

as Skyler thought you were.

A bullet always tells

the truth, right Russell?

What the f*** is going on here?

After everything we've been through,

you're gonna pick this

dickless twit over me!

You lying, double crossing,

two faced, f***ing c*nt!

Don't you f***ing touch her!

Ok, you're both f***ing dead!

Will that kill him?

He's probably dead already.

No!

Looks like you're on your own now, partner.

Trust me Milton, it's better this way.

Cause if you really do love her...

you are not gonna wanna be alive

to see what I'm gonna do to her.

It's ok... it's ok, it's ok.

Don't even think about

it, it's fine, it's ok.

Don't even think about it. It's ok.

Ask her how I knew...

Ask her how I knew how to

finish cooking your rock enough.

- Shut up!

- You ask her!

Shut the f*** up!

Ask her how I knew!

Ask her how I knew how to

finish cooking your meth.

Just you ask her!

Milton.

It's ok, Milton.

It's over now.

It's all over.

Skyler?

Skyler, look I just...

Breakfast time, boys and girls...

And you know what I feel like for breakfast

on this beautiful morning?

What's the matter, partner?

The f*** is the matter with everybody?

Skyler... uh...

I think I've been

hallucinating. Or maybe I am now.

But just tell me what you remember...

The same thing you do.

No.

No.

No, no, can't be.

Milton, don't.

Hey, Milton.

It's time to get your

ass in the kitchen, cook.

What the f*** are you doing out here?

You're not still tripping are you?

Maybe.

I don't know anymore.

Milton.

Don't worry... I'm just gonna talk

with him and sort this whole thing out.

- No, you don't understand.

- Look, look.

What happened yesterday... I'm

not going through that again.

Ok I can't. It's ok. I'm

just gonna talk with him.

- What the f*** is going on here?

- Look I told you...

- We did this all yesterday.

- Yesterday?

You weren't even f***ing here yesterday.

I don't know what the f***

you're trying to pull...

Gun's not loaded.

What the f***. We did this already...

this has all already happened.

Look, hey, how about we just head inside

and, you know, we just

talk this whole thing out...

What do you say, partner?

I mean I'm telling you, man,

this whole thing is so f***ed up

you're not gonna believe a word of it...

Oh that's fine, cause I'm not

even gonna hear a word of it.

Now...

I'm gonna let you bleed out here while

I go inside and carve up that c*nt

like a Thanksgiving turkey.

And then I'll be back to finish you off.

So, how did the talk go?

- It f***ing hurts!

- Ok!

Oh god, f***, f***, no it hurts!

It's ok.

Tonight is gonna be rough but you'll

live. And tomorrow you should be fine.

I need a doctor! I need a hospital.

You had your ear shot

off yesterday, remember?

And then this morning, all better.

But that means tomorrow he's gonna be...

If he is you need to

understand something...

You can't reason with

him. You have to kill him.

- No, no there has to be another way.

- He was gonna kill you!

Maybe not, maybe if you didn't

give me the gun... maybe...

Milton, you're not getting it.

He was always gonna kill you.

That was always the plan.

From the very beginning.

And you knew?

From the very beginning and

you still brought me up here?

I begged you to leave, Milton. I

took the bullets out of his gun...

- Why? What changed your mind?

- You did.

None of this is real. I must be dreaming...

or I'm still hallucinating or...

Does that feel like a hallucination?

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