Circus Page #5

I just don't care.

You're the only thing that matters to me. | I'm sorry, Leo.

I could've killed you. | Why didn't you say something?

You didn't really seem in the mood | for a chat, Moose.

Yeah, I was a little crazy, wasn't I?

But I don't understand what's going on.

Why did Bruno say you was dead?

- Why did he say that? | - My poor baby!

Bruno wants me out the way, Moose. | He used you to do it.

But I don't understand it.

I would have done it if he had asked.

I guess he mistakenly thought | you might have a problem with it.

Why does Bruno | want you dead anyway, Leo?

He thinks the sun shines out of your arse.

See, it was Caspar who grabbed me | and took me at the station.

Leo got me out and brought me here.

I'm gonna kill him.

- I'm gonna kill 'em both! | - There's a better way, Moose.

If you trust me, there is a better way.

I trust you, Leo.

We'll make Bruno pay the clever way.

Yeah. The clever way.

As for Caspar, well, | you can do what you like with him.

In fact, the sooner the better.

It'll be my pleasure, Leo.

I think I should get out of town.

I could meet you in Paris, | like we always planned.

I'll sort out Caspar. | Then me and Leo will sort out Bruno.

And I'll catch you up. | And it'll just be me and you, bunny girl.

I can hardly wait.

I gotta go now. | It's my turn to put the kids to bed.

Leo. I'm really sorry again.

No worries. I'll call tomorrow.

Bye, darling.

Bye, bunny girl.

Right. Can I get paid now?

Sure. You still want that ticket to Paris?

I'm not going to Paris.

What about Moose?

I dunno.

I'll write him a note.

Tell him to meet me in China.

I can't really see Moose in China.

- Where will you be? | - Anywhere but China.

Where's Lily?

Let me guess.

Elmo. You're Elmo, right?

- Where's... | - Hi, Elmo.

Lily?

Still into that Spanish thing?

Your accent has improved.

Ever since I heard you were coming, | I got over my phobia.

Guys, I've had a hell of a night.

Let's talk about this over a drink. | Do you like whisky, Elmo?

12-year-old malt.

Sure.

- Put your gun down, Lil. | - I don't think so, El.

I got no real reason to be pissed off. | You do.

Glad we can agree on that.

Hand me the gun.

- Rough night? | - Yeah.

- It's dangerous business we're in. | - Speak for yourself.

I never so much as got a scratch.

Fact. Lily sending me to prison | was about the only black mark I got.

You're getting slow.

Ten years ago, no one would | creep up on you like I just did.

You know, work's not as plentiful | as it used to be.

Banks just aren't that much fun anymore.

It's all computers now.

- That's right. | - That why you're taking a hit job?

- Workin' for a weenie like Caspar Maitland? | - Some guy offers to pay you money...

...to whack the only person | you want to whack, who's gonna say no?

That guy is a weenie.

Had me sitting around this shitty hotel | since Tuesday. Nothing to do.

Except the receptionist.

Are you sure you want to kill Lily?

I think so.

You don't seem that sure.

I'm working on old instincts.

Seems now I need a reason | to kill someone.

Used to be I just needed a place.

- My psychiatrist says... | - You got a shrink?

- Yeah, it's my wife's idea. | - You got a wife?

Vicky. Got a kid, too.

- I got pictures. You wanna see? | - I'll get another bottle.

Are you sure you wanna leave Lily here | alone with me?

Yeah.

You'll be fine.

That's a nice family you got there, El.

You look happy.

You know, I am.

Thought about you a lot | over these past 10 years.

All bad?

No, about half and half.

First few years, I just wanted to gut you.

Then I wanted to f*** you, then gut you.

- Now, I just pretty much want to f*** you. | - You always did know how to charm a girl.

I gotta do something though.

Like what?

I suppose I could...

Damn, it's good seeing you again, Lil.

You know, I've suddenly realised | I'm not as angry as I thought I was.

Man, that's a load off, let me tell you!

I'm surprised. Pleasantly so.

Me, too.

I might kill my shrink when I get back.

Unless he returns all the money I gave | that rotten bastard all these years!

Come and have a drink with us, Leo.

So listen, what's that Caspar fag | have against you?

You want me to whack him?

Seems a shame to waste the whole trip.

Thls Is Caspar. Please leave a message.

Hello Cassle, you blg falry.

Just thought you'd llke to know | that Elmo popped round and shot me.

Not really. | Turned out to be qulte reasonable actually.

We sorted out our dlfferences | and we're all frlends agaln.

Tough shlt, Cassle-poo. | Better luck next tlme.

Thanks for the loan.

All right if I keep the money? | Just say if it's not.

Thanks, partner. Damn decent of you.

Love you.

I love you, too.

- What time is it? | - Almost midnight.

I should go and meet our blackmailer.

Bruno will know about Moose by now.

How many guns do you think he'll send?

You can handle them.

I keep thinking | he must have an ace in the hole.

Am I underestimating him? | Am I thinking of everything?

Even you can't think of everything, Leo.

That's true.

That's why you got me.

Why'd you send Moose after Leo? | What did I tell you?

I didn't send him. I just told him. | I sugar-coated it as much as I could.

- So what happened? Is Leo... | - Course not!

He convinced Moose that you and me | are more than just kissing cousins.

And you used Moose | to get what you want.

Jesus!

What's that?

Relax Bruno, it's not Moose.

Caspar! Can't normally turn round | without tripping over Caspar.

Soon as I need the little cock-jockey, | he's nowhere to be seen.

Don't worry, I can control Leo. | Leo can control Moose.

When they come, we'll be ready. | If it ever comes to that.

- How many did you send tonight? | - What are you saying? Why would I?

One, you told me not to, and two, | I didn't expect Leo to still be walking.

How many, Bruno?

I'm just hedging my bets, that's all.

Most people wouldn't walk away | from Moose in a temper. Except Leo.

Sending Moose was stupid. | Sending those hired guns tonight...

Wait a f***ing minute!

I don't need your permission, Lily.

I decide what needs doing | and when it's done.

I gave express orders | for nothing to happen to Juli.

Anyway, it's all academic, isn't it?

It probably will all be over by now.

- Anything else? | - No, that's it.

There you are, mate. | Evening special, roast lamb.

On time. Brilliant.

Happy?

Ecstatic.

What about the tapes?

You're gonna get the tapes, Leo, | when I'm out of here and I feel safe.

So, you hold on to this phone | and I'll call you.

Kid!

No!

Nothing happens to the accountant.

Okay. I'll give you a choice.

We put down our guns and leave. | I'm sure you don't want to die. I don't.

Boss.

- Bloke downstairs wants to see you. | - Who?

- The accountant bloke. | - Tell him to come up to the office.

He says he'd rather see you downstairs.

F***ing hell!

Julius?

Moose?

You knew, didn't you?

Jesus Christ in a f***ing blender!

Bloodbath! | It was a f***ing bloodbath there!

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