Blood Punch Page #5

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- How could it possibly still be my turn?

- Because...

What the f*** are the

two of you talking about?

Your turn... your turn

to do what motherfuckers?

We just need to do what

we came here to do...

in the first place.

Nabiki?

Skyler...

Tell Archer we're coming

in with the full load.

So this Archer... You know him?

We have history.

History, huh.

What kind?

Just let me do the talking.

Skyler.

Nabiki.

You know I'm gonna have to frisk you.

He could do it.

But then your fingers wouldn't get

that little trip down memory lane...

- you were hoping for would they?

- B*tch let me tell you about my fingers!

Oh Nabiki...

Play nice now.

Skyler! We don't frisk Skyler, baby.

She's family.

What do you say, Skyler...

You carrying anything I

might wanna know about?

Well Archer, you might

wanna know about this.

Nice...

And you definitely wanna know

about all 85 pounds of that.

Well, well, well... step into my office.

Let me get you guys a drink!

Woohoo!

The good stuff for you.

Alright!

Whoa!

Cheeky Nabiki!

Wooh!

Wow!

Man!

That's the real sh*t right there!

That's what I'm talking about!

Who cooked it?

It was you, right?

Just tell me man, I gotta

know. It was you right?

Yeah.

Yeah.

See uh...

Here's the thing...

Skyler should have told

you that I have one rule.

One rule only... I never do

business with people I don't know.

I don't know you, Mr.

whatever the f*** your name is!

Milton.

My name's Milton.

Nice to meet you, Milton!

Archer...

See... now I know you!

Whereas Skyler here... well...

Her, I know.

I mean sh*t, how old were

you when we first met?

Or should I say how young were you?

Young enough not to know any better.

See you might say I was Skyler's

first... employer... yeah...

You might say I was Skyler's

first... a lot of things.

Isn't that right, baby?

$1800 an ounce, Archer,

that was the deal we made.

No! That was the deal I made with

Russell and I don't see Russell here!

Which means he must be dead.

$1600 an ounce.

Must be...

Archer we're in kind of

a hurry... $1300 an ounce.

Ok, uh... so tell me...

How does a soft ass, cookie

dough, pansy ass p*ssy like you...

put down a mad dog mother

f***er like Russell, huh?

Lots of practice.

Lots of practice...

Lots of practice.

$1200, $1200 and a flight out of here.

Done! Wooh!

Under one condition. You and Miles stay

and have one more drink to celebrate, huh?

Nabiki!

Hows about breaking out a

bottle of thou finest champagne.

Music, baby!

Woohoo!

And we're gonna need that all

in cash, Archer, right now.

Course, of course, of

course... ah let's see um...

85 pounds at $1200 dollars

an ounce that's gonna be...

F*** I don't know, let's just call it...

Let's call it one million, six hundred

and thirty-two thousand dollars.

That's my Skyler.

Nabiki...

Hows about that bottle of champagne.

Stop!

Stop!

Hold your f***ing fire!

You're f***ing shooting each

other! You f***ing hear me!

F***!

F***ing stop your fire!

F***ing a**holes!

F***.

Ok... Jesus.

Alright.

Ok.

F***, now! Jesus! F***!

Just stop! F***.

Ok. When I hit the f***ing

switch nobody shoots at anything

unless it is standing right in

f***ing front of you, you hear me?

Right.

Ok. F***.

Here we go.

Skyler...

Gee...

I am so glad that I let you

do all the talking back there

or else, you know, that

could have gone really bad.

- I told you Archer and I have history.

- Well not anymore.

Milton.

Milton.

Milton.

Milton.

How are you doing back there?

Oh you know... still breathing,

still riddled with bullets.

I pulled over ok? I...

I had to pull over...

Why?

Where are we?

We're no where Milton.

We're absolutely nowhere.

Skyler?

Skyler!

Skyler!

Hey!

Oh my god, you'll be alright, ok?

I'm just going to lie you down. Ok? Ok?

Don't worry hey... hey

I'm gonna go for help, ok?

Ok Skyler... just don't worry, alright?

I'm gonna get help.

Hey! Hey! Hey!

It's gonna be ok.

I'm gonna get help, ok?

I'm gonna get help, alright? Alright...

Not a single enemy left...

Not a single friend either.

Skyler, you gotta listen, ok?

I need to tell you something.

I know you do, Milton...

But you really need to wake up.

Skyler! Skyler!

Skyler!

- Milton!

- Skyler!

- I really thought that was it for us.

- I know, I know.

- I thought we were...

- We aren't.

Breakfast time, boys and girls,

the most important meal of the day!

And you know what I feel like for

breakfast on this beautiful morning?

We can't go on like this, Milton.

Something has to be done.

I know.

Someone has been a busy little bee...

I've been doing some thinking.

Well it's about time.

Chacatoy legend says that the

great battle lasted for months...

brave warriors fought both night and

day under the light of the full moon.

A full moon that lasted for months.

It wasn't months... it was the

same day and night over and over.

This thing that's happening

us... It's happened here before.

The cannibal trappers, the gangster

shootout, the religious cult suicide...

It happened to all of them.

They c here and they spilled blood...

It's what triggers it, that's

what starts this whole cycle.

And what stops it?

You know, don't you?

You found a way for us to get out of here.

Well not us.

Not both of us.

What do you mean?

Well look at them, Skyler.

How do they end?

How does every single one of them end?

With one person left.

A sole survivor.

That's it.

- That's the only way out.

- It can't be.

One person left standing. One.

- Why should...

- Well does it matter?

All I know is that if this is a

maze that's the door out of here.

- And only one of us fits through it.

- So if we wanna end this...

You kill me... or I kill you.

Ah... so that explains the

sudden urge to redecorate.

But I think we both know

that if you wanted to kill me

you would have done it already.

I don't wanna kill you.

Ok, but I'm guessing you're not exactly

open to the idea of me killing you.

No, I'm not too crazy

about that notion either...

but unless I'm mistaken...

...we're all out of options.

Not necessarily.

Well you kill me or I kill you,

that's the only way to end this.

Who says we have to end this?

Well you mean...

Stay here?

Why not?

Maybe the answer to this whole thing,

maybe the real way out

is just to never leave.

We'd have everything we need right

here... Unlimited food, water...

We'd have each other. And

think about it, Milton...

...time is standing still for us...

We could just stay here together,

never get old, never die.

This thing we're stuck in...

maybe it isn't hell after all.

Maybe it's something else.

Like what? Heaven?

As close to it as we're ever gonna get.

Breakfast time, boys and girls,

most important meal of the day...

We still have Russell to deal

with. Every single morning.

Small price to pay for heaven.

No.

Allow me.

Boys and girls!

Where the f*** is everybody!

Smells good.

This is gonna be a lot

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