Christmas Bounty Page #4

- Where they sell Christmas trees?

- Yep.

- Let's roll.

Come on, let's stake it out.

Maybe someday, honey.

- Where is everyone?

- They went out.

Out? Where?

To the Christmas tree lot.

In case Auntie got sick of hers.

Oh. Well, shouldn't we

have gone with them?

I mean, shouldn't we

help pick out the tree?

I prefer to stay here,

in case the phone rings.

- You're the desk guy.

- Exactly.

Besides Mike is with them and

he can help them with the tree.

- Mike is with them?

- Yeah.

He's a pretty strong guy.

You know, I'm a desk guy too.

And, heh, sometimes I

get really sick of it.

Tell me about it.

Don't you ever wish you can just say

"screw the rules" and follow your passion?

- You have no idea.

- Let's go.

- Let's go chop down a tree.

- Yes!

Come on!

Tory!

Hey!

James. Honey,

what are you doing here?

- Yeah, what are you doing here?

- James and I aren't desk guys.

Have you lost your mind?

A little, I'm sorry.

We both wanted to help pick out the tree.

Huh?

I mean, I...

Honey, I wanted to surprise you with

what will be our first Christmas tree...

to hang my crystal angel on.

Oh, well, a family should

pick out their tree together.

Where do we start?

Daddy, where do we start?

Well, Gale's gonna wait by the car...

- ... to make sure that it keeps running.

- Yeah.

And, Tory and Mike, why don't

you check around that trailer...

see if you find anyone.

Bones and James...

take the far, far,

far east end of the lot.

- Far.

- Great trees there.

Wow, sir, you take your

tree shopping seriously.

I do.

Deadly serious.

Now go!

Be careful!

It's a tree lot in Trenton, Tory.

Not the Black Forest.

I love you.

Mike, if anything goes wrong,

I've got to watch out for James.

Will you help me?

Really?

You're really asking if I'll

help protect your fiance?

Sure. I'm just your partner.

Manucci is here for sure.

Okay, you get him,

I'll look for Manucci.

Now, I'm almost sad

to see this end, Bell.

Almost.

Goodbye.

- What was that?

- Sounded like a.38.

Yeah, right.

Get off of me, you little

spider monkey. Come on!

Are you kidding me?

Yeah, I got this boss. I got this.

- I didn't know Manhattan socialites can fight.

- I'm not a Manhattan socialite.

Yet.

Let's go! Let's go!

- Tory?

- James, get down!

- Why are you holding a gun?

- Because I'm...

a bounty hunter! Get down!

A what? A what?

- No, Tory!

- James!

Daddy!

- Daddy? Daddy, are you okay?

- Oh. I'm okay.

Go with Mike.

- I can't believe I got James into this.

- It's not your fault.

He poked his head out

from behind the tree.

Mike.

Seriously, who hears gunshots...

- ... and pokes their head out?

- Mike.

- Don't most people hit the deck?

- He's not one of us, okay?

Okay. I didn't mean anything by it.

"Hey, bad guy with a gun.

I'm over here, shoot me. "

Psh-psh. Ouch!

Damn it!

This is my fault.

He shouldn't even be here.

Listen to me.

We're gonna get him

back for you, okay?

You're gonna get married and

it's all gonna be good. Okay?

Thanks.

They're not gonna hurt him.

It's you they want.

Wow, thanks.

- I didn't mean it like that.

- No, really...

thanks. You're right. I'm good now.

Manucci is gonna lay down

low like the rat that he is.

But with a hostage,

he's gonna need a solid base.

If the tracking device is in Big Donna's

pocket, I could try to reactivate it.

Good thinking.

Hey, guys!

Look who snagged the end

of the shift doughnuts.

Any takers?

Everyone okay?

Manucci got James.

Oh, snap.

Could you imagine how much that boy

must be freaking out? That dude's scary.

I'm shutting up now.

I don't know what to do, Dad.

If James gets hurt...

The Tory I know...

knows exactly what to do.

She knows how to catch a criminal.

And probably save a fianc too.

You got him once, Tory. You can

do it again. Come on, Bells, think.

Oh, my...

What is it, Tory?

White rhinestone heels...

facial wax, extensions, spray tan.

Prom?

White glittery gazebo.

- Oh, my God. A Jersey wedding.

- A Jersey wedding.

- Big Donna's getting married.

- Probably gonna be a big wedding.

Because Big Donna's...

big.

- What we have to figure out is...

- Where.

- That's where we'll get Manucci and James.

- I know the location. It's at the warehouse.

I saw the gazebo. Nobody moves

a gazebo once it's built.

But when is the wedding?

When did she get a spray tan?

Two days ago.

Spray tan goes streaky in...

- Seventy two hours. It's tomorrow.

- It's tomorrow.

Bones, find plans on the warehouse.

I need points of entry, passageways,

underground, everything.

Okay.

What is it, Tory?

Our invitation.

I need a doughnut.

You look beautiful, Donna.

- That makes two of us.

- Huh?

It means a lot that you came

back to Jersey for this.

I wanted at least one family member

at my wedding and everyone else is...

- ... dead.

- Dead.

- Or in prison.

- Or in prison. Heh.

Look, I wouldn't have

missed this for anything.

I mean, it's not every day you

see your little sister get married.

No, it's not.

You know, but...

I know this isn't exactly how you

pictured your wedding day...

- but I can't risk being seen...

- I know, being seen in public.

I know.

Do you think we would have been

happier if we'd have gone straight?

- No. Absolutely not.

- No way.

Now, remember...

this is my day, okay?

No funny stuff...

no guns, no business.

You think I'm dumb enough to

mess with a girl's wedding? Heh.

Even I'm afraid of that.

- That's exactly what happened.

- Yeah, right here.

- Yeah.

- I don't know, she got...

- Oh, really?

- Come on.

- Is the perimeter secure?

- East end secure.

- South, secure.

- Bones, any building plans?

- Working on it.

- Work faster.

You're sexy when you're bossy.

- Good to see you.

- Great to see you. So glad you could make it.

Oh, it is my honor, my friend.

It is my honor?

Look at you. Who let you in?

Two beautiful women.

- What does he got that I don't got?

- Yeah.

Share the wealth.

Good to see you. Good to see you.

They're here.

Good. Glad they could make it.

- Try the shrimp.

- Definitely.

Where is the shrimp?

How am I supposed to rescue

him if I don't know where he is?

Wait a sec.

You're gonna call him?

I'm gonna track where he was.

Obviously, Manucci took his phone.

But if we can find it,

James will be nearby.

This does it for you?

He's close. Black Hawk...

- ... I see where James is.

- Great.

Northwest corner.

I can't tell which room.

Hold up.

Hold up.

Check out the crowd.

What is it?

Ho, ho, ho, and a Merry

Christmas to the Bell family.

All of these guys have

outstanding bounties on them.

Oh! my.

- Yeah, I'm a happy guy.

- Yeah.

Bobby Waves, $20,000.

Sticks Kaczmareck, 30,000.

Oh, if we play our cards right, this is going

to be a very bountiful Christmas for the Bells.

Okay, fine, but stay focused here.

James first, Manucci second.

Then you guys can have

your holiday shopping spree.

Roger that. Banshee-1,

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