Bone Dry Page #3

Get him up!

-Is this necessary?

Get him up!

Where is it?

Where the f*** is it?

Where the f*** is what?

F***.

Where is the rest of this?

I found Marty in the desert.

Near the coke but

I missing the bag.

But his a death mother f***er.

And I looking around this desert

and I see three people.

Us three.

So, where is it?

You're not so smart, a?

You f***ing prick. -That's right.

You didn't make easy on

yourself, are you?

Which one?

Help me here, OK?

Just tell me want

I want to know.

I'll let you talk,

I promise.

That's all I know. You understand

me you f***ing idiots?

That was the wrong answer.

F***.

Come on, you f***.

-Oh, yeah?

Mother f***er.

You hit me...

F***.

Don't you touch that.

You f***ing...

-Look at this, mother f***er.

Snowing in the desert, man.

You f***!

Look, what you

make me do.

God.

O, God.

Sick f***.

God, damn.

Oh, Jesus.

I'm coming home, baby.

Coming home, baby.

F*** you, Jimmy.

F*** you!

You've trouble with

a piece of sh*t, Jimmy?

You've trouble with

a piece of sh*t.

F***.

Don't do this to me.

Don't do this to me.

Don't do this to me.

Eddie, Eddie, Eddie, Eddie.

I saved your life

back there, Eddie.

How ironic.

I wasn't sure you'll

make it so far.

Well, with helping lady luck.

You kept going

north, anyway.

I didn't count on you making

a new friends out here.

You killing everybody you

coming a contact with.

Jimmy!

Jimmy!

I had to improvise.

You said you real proud

of yourself, Jimmy.

Bravo, Eddie.

Well, done.

What a disappointed, Jimmy.

Come and get me, Eddie.

What did you do to my mum?

Is that my work?

What're you tell me?

Jimmy.

I was told you so something

you shouldn't have.

What?

You like the desert.

No, no, no, no.

It's to late, Jimmy.

I don't remember.

I do.

That bullet bounds right of my scull.

Maybe if you used the 45

we wouldn't be have the little

f***ing talk right now,

wouldn't we?

You liked the desert, Jimmy.

Jimmy.

Two years ago.

You buried us

right in this ground.

I crawled out.

Two years to remember

my wife and sine.

Get over, Jimmy.

To realize we didn't

know anything.

We never saw anything.

Two years of living hell

because of your mistake.

What can I say, Jimmy?

That I'm sorry this all

f***ing thing is a mistake?

I come out from that grave

and help my dead

wife in my arms.

And my beautiful

son was under us.

Wasn't personal, Jimmy.

Should never be personal.

Kill the wrong family, Eddie.

The only thing left

is to perious skin off. -You think

by should be better being, Jimmy.

Hero you insult.

I get it, Jimmy,

I get it.

Nothing is too

good for you, Eddie.

Never run estimate

the power of love.

Was a worth it?

You tell me?

Was it, Jimmy?

Was it?

Certain, Joanne.

Same is out there.

A lot of nothing.

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