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Bullet Page #3
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- Year:
- 2014
- 87 min
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Yes!
My god! I think that
woman is being attacked.
...f*** away from me!
Get off of me.
F*** you! Get off of me! F***...
Help! Help! Help me!
Help!
Shut up!
Help!
Hold it! Hey!
Hey.
What...
Relax, relax.
Stay right there!
Just listen. Hey!
What the f***
are you guys doing?
We ain't doing sh*t, man!
That's our homegirl.
We're just playing around, dog.
Alright? Calm down, homeboy.
Yeah, playing
around you gonna get
your head blown off.
Get the f*** outta here!
Alright, alright. Whoa.
Relax, dog. Sh*t...
C'mon guys!
Mario!
The little boy in the blue and
gray shirt, have you seen him?
No...
Mario!
Mario!
Mario!
Mario!
Yeah.
If you wish to
see your grandson alive,
meet me at the Third Street
bridge tonight. 9 PM.
No cops, just you.
You understand?
Look, whoever you are.
If you hurt that kid,
I will hunt you down
and I will kill you
in the worst way.
Heh, heh. Yeah. You remember.
Third Street bridge. 9 PM.
He was kidnapped.
I was distracted for a minute
and somebody took him.
One day. One lousy day
and this is what happens?
Explain, explain!
Please, please tell me how
you just leave my child.
Wh-What... How... What do you
mean bad guys took him?
What does that...
What does that f***in' mean?
No, no.
These people, they're
bad people. They'll...
Hello, 911?
Don't you understand?
We can't. We have
to do what they say.
Now I will get him back.
I will get him back.
F***.
Thank you.
And thank you, Mr. Yung.
We'll see you next Thursday.
Let's get this...
Okay...
Excuse me... please.
I heard about your little visit
to San Quentin this morning.
Was that part of
the instructions? No.
There are things a father
can imagine happening
to his daughter that
are worse than death.
And whatever the worst
you can imagine,
I make it happen everyday.
One more mistake...
and the worst happens.
God! How could I be so stupid?
Why do you think
they're doing this?
the governor's daughter.
Really?
Your dad is the governor?
M)' grampa is a cop.
Here you go. Dinner's ready.
ErlJ'Y'
Get in.
You.
Where's my grandson?
Safe... for now.
But if my son is executed,
your baby boy is gonna join him.
Three years ago, your testimony
put my son in prison.
Your new testimony is
gonna get him released.
What's this?
A legal document.
Where you officially recant your
testimony against Manuel Kane.
It's gonna be tough
covering that up.
Hmm... Look closer.
You want me
to say I killed 'em?
You were taking money
from Manuel Kane...
...to turn a blind eye from
some of his business affairs.
When the investigating
you killed them and
blamed it on him.
Well for your grandson's sake,
you better hope they do.
And when that gets to the
governor and he pardons my son,
we'll turn Mario
over to his mother.
How do I know
you'll release him?
Trust me.
And thank you, Detective.
Oh. Oh, yes.
Um... There is one more thing.
This is awkward.
We should've told
Detective about this first.
We're going to need you
to sign this as well.
Kruger, here, will help
you with the execution.
"I have made a
terrible mistake. "
What the hell is this?
"I can no longer
live with my guilt. "
This is a suicide
note! F*** you!
Marasco, I think you're
the one who's f***ed.
your wretched existence
as a sacrifice
for your grandson.
You die. He lives.
That simple.
Gimmie the pen.
What's that they
say about revenge?
It's best served cold...
...like your soon-to-be corpse.
No, I was thinking
about that other one.
How's it go?
An eye for an eye.
You stop it!
You stop it! You turn around!
You go back and get him!
So, you wanna play chicken?
Get out of the car!
Get out of the car!
Show me your hands!
Hey, man. F***! I've got
to go to the hospital, man.
Yeah, I'm hurt, man.
I'm hurt, okay?
Don't shoot. Don't shoot.
Show me your hands!
F-F*** you, f***ing a**hole!
I'll kill you, a**hole!
F*** you.
F***, f***, f***, f***!
F***!
Let's get out of here.
Hey, long time no see.
Yeah. Hey. Can I
just get my regular?
Just the regular.
Yeah. What you doin' tonight?
Thanks.
Wanna come play with us?
...No, I'm good.
... C'mon!
No, I'm good.
Whatever...
Vanessa, pick up.
Vanessa, I need to talk
to you. It's important.
Call me back.
Vanessa!
Vanessa! Oh, sh*t!
911, I need a R.A. unit.
Yeah, drug overdose.
Yeah. At 2105 Walton Place.
Come on.
Come on, baby.
Yes. Connect me to
the Attorney General.
I know what time is
goddamn it. Just do it.
She's fading on us.
Hurry up, hurry up.
We're losing her.
You need to see this.
It's from the
State Attorney General's office.
This can't be true.
It's a crock of sh*t.
Ladies and gentlemen,
we just received a direct
order from the governor
to apprehend Detective
Frank Marasco.
What? What the hell for?
There's evidence to indicate
that he was involved
in the murder of
three police officers.
Excuse me, Captain.
All due respect, but that's...
I mean that's bullshit.
There isn't a cop
in this precinct
that wouldn't put their
life in Frank's hands.
And you know it.
Yeah, that's right.
I understand that
this is difficult
for all of us to believe.
But we've got orders
from on high.
let him clear his name.
Go get him. That's an order.
Baby, I'm so sorry.
Querida, if you can hear me...
Mario's alive. I'm gonna make
sure he stays that way.
How'd you know I was here?
I'm good at my job.
The governor
ordered your arrest.
You know that's bullshit.
If you have any explaining,
you can do it at the station.
Don't use white lies on me.
Raise your hands, Detective.
What're you gonna do, shoot me?
Don't move. Let's go to the station.
You're gonna have
to ask yourself...
Do I trust him?
Sometimes...
it's not by the book.
It's not in your head,
it's in your gut.
Feel it.
Let's just go back
to the station.
Detective!
This isn't the wild west.
Let me help you.
You can't.
Stay out of my way.
Bullet, come on.
Sh*t.
Alright. Sorry, mister.
Sorry, sorry. Don't...
I know cops go bad
sometimes, but...
...it's bullshit.
Frank's no cop killer.
Yeah, there's no way.
And what the hell do
they even have on him?
Good day, Detective.
Have a seat.
You made my friend,
Kruger, very unhappy.
I didn't sign this last night,
and I'm not signing it now.
So if you came for a killing,
let's get to it.
Heh. We will.
I promised
Kruger here the honors.
It's the life you can save
that'll give you the
impetus to sign.
Hey, hey, there's movement.
without us seeing?
One-teen-ninety to
dispatch. Be advised.
Marasco's in his apartment.
We're gonna need backup.
Respond code two.
Tell 'em to come easy.
Let's go.
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