Death Sentence Page #3

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don't know, think 'd snap.

We, you reay don't know

what you'd do unti it happens.

Surprise yoursef.

Excuse me, Nick.

Detective Wais is here to see you.

Yeah, come on in.

Hi, 'm sorry to break in on your day.

No, it's fine.

The guy we thought kied your son?

Somebody kied him.

We, what was that?

Some kind of a gang thing or?

We think so.

Man, guess there is justice, huh?

Yeah, suppose there is.

Thought you'd ike to know.

F he was the guy, mean.

Yes, we, thanks for etting me know.

A right, ' eave you to it then.

Guess don't need to say anything,

Nick...

but you know the company woud pay

for counseing if you guys want it.

We' manage.

Thanks, Owen.

Okay.

He didn't deserve that.

No way he deserved that.

He was a true f***ing sodier.

To Joe.

He was a good f***ing boy.

A good f***ing boy.

So that's what we're going to do?

Why don't you show

a itte f***ing respect at east?

See, that's why you guys are nothing.

That's why you're bunch of f***ing punks...

because you woud rather drink up

and toke yoursef f***ing witess.

Witess and scared shitess.

My bad.

Let's... here, cheers.

Get your f***ing gasses up.

A of you.

Joe just wasn't made for this sh*t.

That's a.

He wasn't ike us.

No, wasn't ike you, you mean.

He was not ike you.

He was better than you.

We as good as brothers

since we was kids,

and you f***ing go this way?

What. Am not as good as you now?

Joe was ike bood to me, dog.

As good as f***ing bood. You, too.

We.

Woud ike to catch the motherf***er

that did this.

Oh, we wi.

Ain't no motherfucking doubt.

Do the right f***ing thing for Joe, yeah?

So who f***ing did it?

T wasn't the Cutty Macks, man.

Woud know about it.

Uness you were high.

'M not high.

We, it wasn't B-street, Biy.

Wasn't the Ha.

Wasn't any of those asshoes.

Yo, my sister said she saw some f***er

in a suit down there.

Just chiing.

How many 'f***ers in a suit'

you ever see at Stokey f***ing Ha?

See, here's a comica thing.

When one of us gets kied,

we don't make the paper.

But the son of a senior VP

of Starfish Capita...

Go tak to your sister.

Hey, Amy, what's up?

'M going home.

You okay? You need anything?

No, 'm fine.

'M just going to finish

this risk anaysis and then...

Actuay,

coud you drop this off with Owen, pease

on your way out?

- Sure.

- Thank you. Good night.

Wait, dude.

Get his ass. Come on.

Come on.

Get him...

Where's he at?

Go...

Go...

Go...

Go...

Come on.

Hey, which way is 1801?

Through the boier room, there.

Where the f*** did he go?

Heco, Dog, Spink, go cut him off.

Ki him.

Go.

Go.

Go.

Go.

Where is he at?

Oh, God. Okay.

Oh, sh*t.

Did you tak to Say?

Yeah.

Move your ass, et's go.

Tommy, go.

Jamie, get your Wiie Neson ass up there.

You ain't going to make

a foo out of me, motherf***er.

F***.

Biy, we got to go, man.

Biy, we got to get the f*** out of here.

Come on.

Go. Come on.

Oh, f***. Oh, Jesus.

Hi honey, 'm sorry 'm ate.

What?

Wait, what do you mean?

You can't find him?

Where the he is he?

We, did you ca his friends?

Oh, Jesus. Honey.

Look, got to ca you back.

Think know where he is.

A right.

Get whatever prints you

can from this stuff. Let me know.

Look, need you to start a canvas,

a right?

Pu peope from the street if you have to.

Someone had to see something.

Luke.

Luke, what the he are you doing?

Your mother's worried sick.

Now get in the car.

No.

Said, get in the car.

No, don't want to get in the car.

Said get in the car.

F*** you.

Lucas.

This is not a safe pace.

Yeah, know that much, don't?

Woud it have been better if it was me?

S that what it is?

You guys coud

have handed that a ot easier

than osing Bren the goden boy.

Luke...

Pease get in the car.

Come on.

Luke, get in that goddamn car right now.

Right now.

Oh, God.

Oh, baby. Honey.

'M sorry.

Don't ever do that again, okay?

Yo, we're going to do this?

You need to sign in.

Sir, you need to sign in.

Messengers drop-off over there.

No, need to hand deiver this,

to Nichoas Hume.

You can sign in and

drop it off ike everyone ese.

Ca upstairs.

Sh*t.

Nichoas Hume.

Move.

Nichoas Hume.

Nichoas Hume.

Nice office, motherf***er.

What the he do you want?

That's the gift of freedom, baby.

Sir, shoud we escort this person out?

Sir?

Free from wondering

how you're going to die now.

You're free from wondering

if you're going to die aone, you hear?

Get him out of here.

Because you' get joy and grace a over

when you finay meet your maker.

Get off me!

Where are you, you bastard?

You want to send me a reward

for finding that waet of yours?

Te me where the f*** you are, right now.

No, ' te you where the f*** you are.

You're in my end of the f***ing sewer,

buddy.

Say who ives. Say who dies.

Now, you better get that through

your f***ing sku,

because there's no more warnings.

'M coming for some f***ing famiy time.

No. You isten to me.

You go near my famiy...

and wi cut out your goddamn guts

ike did your f***ing friend,

you hear me?

He wasn't my friend.

He was my brother.

And now 'm coming for the rest

of your famiy.

You just bought them

a death sentence, motherf***er.

Wait.

Don't.

F***...

Nick, what's going on?

Pick up...

Nick?

Honey, are you okay?

S Luke home from schoo?

Yes, we're fine.

A right,

just stay there ti the poice come.

Promise me.

Why, what's wrong?

Honey, just stay there

ti the poice get there.

'M on my way.

Oh, come on...

Hey, can have Detective Wais, pease?

Detective Wais

Give me Detective Wais, right now.

Sh*t.

Homicide, this is Wais.

They threatened my famiy.

Mr. Hume?

F***ing trash...

threatened to ki my famiy.

A right, where is your famiy right now?

They're at home.

They're both at home.

Just hep us, pease.

Heen? Luke?

Nick?

God.

What the he is happening?

Honey, why the poice?

Nick, you're scaring me.

Oh! God.

Nick, tak to me.

Dad, what's going on?

Nick.

What's going on?

You stay there.

Thank God you're here.

Your son was a hockey payer.

Yes.

The car wi stay here tonight.

Now, Mr. Hume,

think it's time you tod me...

exacty who did what to whom?

You make war on the wrong dog, hm?

That what you did?

Thought you coud just go ki

some itte asshoe

because you ive a the way out here?

What are you saying?

What is she saying, Nick?

'Ve done nothing wrong.

We, then,

why don't you te me how you make

Biy Darey this pissed off at you?

You asked for my hep.

A right.

A right.

Just try to get through tonight, Mr. Hume.

And be gratefu you're sti aive.

But if you started a war...

God hep you.

What have you done?

How do make it stop?

Did you start it?

Listen...

don't reay care what happens to me.

Just need them to be safe.

Te me how to stop this?

We, first of a,

do everything they te you.

Everything.

Don't worry, Mr. Hume.

We've put out an APB

for Biy and his gang.

Can't beieve didn't see

what was going on with you.

How coud you do what you did?

You thought you coud baance the equation?

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