Bright Page #5

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Come back, you motherf***er!

Bulletproof, d*ckhead.

Go, go, go, go!

Let's get the f*** outta here.

Drive like you stole it.

Altamira gang, homie.

Let's get these motherfuckers.

Go! Go!

Drive straight, not sideways!

Sh*t, I'm out.

- Sh*t.

- Butterfingers.

We were doing so good.

They don't teach that at the academy.

No, they do not.

We have to turn back.

Stop the car. Inferni!

- Inferni! Inferni!

- Relax, relax.

- The hell is she saying?

- She won't let it go!

Oh, sh*t!

What's happening? Hey!

Hey, shut up! Shut up! What is that?

Shut up!

- The f***?

- Problem?

Tech services is flagging

some weird-ass cell phone inter...

Talking about a Magic Wand.

Help me. Help.

Larika.

Oh...

Leilah. The traitor escaped.

She has your Wand.

I got blood in my eye.

What the f*** did we hit?

Oh, that was the Wand.

You know what a binding spell is?

It stops it from getting too far away

from its owner.

Pulls it back.

Owner? Who owns a Wand?

A Bright.

Please, sir.

Tell me what happened.

Tell me.

Cops started shooting at each other,

and a black cop killed them all.

He left with an Orc cop and an Elf girl.

An Elf?

No! No!

Okay, you know what?

You need to sit your crazy ass down.

Look, half of our division is on some

old-school Rampart sh*t, a'ight?

They're gonna kill you first,

then they're gonna kill me,

they're gonna take the Wand,

and that's when the stupid sh*t's

gonna start.

And by the way, that's only

if the gangstas don't get it first.

And that's when the triple stupid sh*t's

gonna start.

We gotta get out of this neighborhood.

Yeah, but the Wand is gonna stop us.

The binding spell is gonna stop us.

We'll hide the Wand.

We'll hide it here

and come back and get it.

I am not abandoning the Wand.

- We are not the f***ing Wand police.

- You want bodies on the street? Huh?

All of LA on fire?

This is like a nuclear weapon

that grants wishes.

No. The feds have people

that deal with magic.

- We call them. We ask...

- You wanna call the feds?

I got bodies on my gun, remember?

Yeah, well, don't look at me,

I just let an Orc go.

Really, Nick?

Really?

That was irony.

- No, that's just being an a**hole.

- Oh.

Gonna call Rodriguez.

He's a sheriff, he's not LAPD.

- He's solid as f***. We can trust him.

- That's a good idea.

Shh, shh.

- They're coming for the Wand.

- Ah, sh*t.

- What is it?

- The lock.

We left the lock outside on the ground.

Go.

Partner, look out!

Come on! Come on! Come on!

Let's go! Let's go!

Nick, let's go.

Come on, let's go!

What is your problem?

Wait! I dropped the Wand.

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

Where did they all go?

I think we're breathing 'em.

- Hey, do me a favor.

- Uh-huh?

Don't drop that sh*t no more.

What? No.

Why would I?

Ah, sh*t! Ah!

Ward...

I shot a human. Did you see?

Yeah, I'll get you some ice cream later.

Damn.

- I'm hit.

- What?

They're not gonna stop.

They're gonna keep coming. Let's go.

What are you doing here?

You f***ing traitor.

Keep walking.

Tikka!

Where's Tikka?

Tikka!

On my back! Get on my back!

Get those f***ing cops.

Tikka!

Ward?

Ward!

You want some of this?

I found Tikka. Let's go!

Tikka! Get down!

Ward, this way!

- Execute.

- Sir.

- Move! Let's go! Move!

- Confirmed use of magic.

She's Inferni.

What a shitshow.

You want to, uh, unpack this for me, boss?

Leilah.

Leilah was here.

What are you talking about?

She was sent to kill Tikka,

- then Tikka did that.

- She wants her Wand back, right?

- Yes.

- And Tikka has it.

- Yes.

- And those cops she ran off with, uh...

Ward and...

What? Jakoby.

The Orc cop we saw at the station.

They have no idea who Tikka is.

It's been 20 years.

What does that even mean?

Twenty years I've been hunting Leilah.

Without her Wand...

she's vulnerable.

Now's a bad time to go shopping, Ward.

Everybody's looking for two cops.

We gotta switch it up.

Oh, yeah.

Running through a Fogteeth party

is not good community policing.

Yeah, well, we're alive,

and we got the Wand.

Orcs hold grudges. That's all I'm saying.

Tell me about it.

Hey, follow me. Let's go.

Tikka.

- Oh, thank you, ma'am.

- Go.

- That's good.

- Thank you.

Take your old lady,

get the f*** outta here. Go. Go.

I need you to get the f*** outta here.

All right? Go.

Jesus.

Whoo!

Seven dudes with choppers

down the right, five down the left.

Bunch of motherfuckers in the middle.

Officer Ward...

I think we need to talk.

Hey, Poison, how you doing?

Some f***ed-up sh*t went down tonight.

My homieswanna cut your f***ing head off,

the cops wanna cut your f***ing head off,

the Fogteeth gang

wanna cut your f***ing head off.

Yeah, I got that effect on people, Poison.

Imagine how my old lady feels.

Me? I just wanna protect you.

Mmm.

Get you home safe and sound,

with all your sins forgiven.

But you gotta give me that Wand.

You wanna do the right thing?

Help me walk again.

Help me make love to my old lady again.

Help me get rid of this sh*t again.

Give me the f***ing Wand, or I will nail

every door in this place shut

and burn this place down

to the f***ing ground.

And then I will pick up the Wand

from the ashes, and I will laugh.

Chopping it up with the homie for a sec,

Poison.

I'm running out of patience, Officer Ward.

- Let's give this motherf***er the Wand.

- What?

Look, we gonna get

everybody in here killed,

and then he's gonna

take the damn Wand anyway.

I'm not giving that guy the Wand.

Over my dead body.

He's gonna have to kill me first.

So you wanna die in a gunfight

in a nasty-ass titty bar?

That's what you want?

I don't wanna die anywhere.

You know what? Now I do. F*** it.

I wanna die. Let's do it right now.

We gonna titty-bar-gunfight die.

Let's do it right here, right now. Ready?

I just wish your dumb ass

was a better shot.

- What she say?

- She says the devil is coming.

The devil's ass is out there

in that wheelchair.

- Let's go. On three. One...

- Let's do it.

- ...two... three.

- Yeah.

Oh, sh*t.

Go, go, go!

Go! Go, go, go!

Move!

- Go, go, go!

- Go, go, go!

Hurry!

LAPD!

- Oh, f***. Come on!

- Who is she?

Inferni! She wants her Wand.

Move!

I'm not a cop after tonight, am I?

No. Neither am I.

I think we should probably spend our time

- just trying to survive this sh*t.

- Survive?

Being a cop is all I've got.

Right now I'm still a cop,

and if I die tonight,

I'll be a cop forever. I'll be a...

I'll be a hero forever.

Why the f*** do you wanna die for a world

that doesn't give a sh*t about you?

Orcs chose the wrong side a long time ago

and they've been paying for it ever since.

You know, when an Orc sees me...

they see a man... a wannabee human.

When humans see me, they see an animal.

They hate me.

They don't hate you.

We know when people like us

and when they don't.

Like you, Ward.

When you came out of that house

with pure hatred in your eyes.

Pure... hatred.

Look, I told you what that was, all right?

Why didn't you tell me the truth

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