Death Wish 3 Page #4

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she was murdered.

They never caught the people that did it.

And my daughter.

Anyway, something in me changed.

Does it have to be that way forever?

No.

Why don't you come with me? At least visit.

You don't have to be here.

- I could do that.

- I bet you want to leave.

- All you need is an excuse.

- I'll bet you're right.

I'm hungry. How about you?

I'm starved. I know a good restaurant.

- Is it open late?

- They sure are.

Here he is. They're going.

Don't lose them.

Be right back. I'm gonna pick up my mail.

I'll be right here.

Come on!

Somebody call the ambulance!

People are looking for you up there,

where you shot the punk.

They have a description.

You were eating an ice cream.

So you better take it easy for a few days,

for your own damn good.

- I have places I'm supposed to be.

- That's why you're not gonna be there.

When he comes out,

take him into protective custody.

- Come on, pal, you're coming with us.

- Come on, mister, let's move it.

Come on, mister, get in the car.

That's my shop!

My shop! My shop!

Come on, stay back! Stay back!

My shop!

My shop!

Kersey! Kersey!

I'll give you something to screech about,

you sons of b*tches!

Kersey, goddamn you! Goddamn you.

Where is he? He's not where he should be.

He's got a gun!

It's not working!

Kill the motherf***er! Kill him!

Man, can you hear me? Oh, my God!

You wanna tell Shriker

I'd like to talk to him?

Well, he don't wanna talk to you.

He told me so. Personally.

A man's been beaten. He'll identify

his assailants, but only if he talks to you.

Bennett Cross.

He was armed with a machine gun.

Dr. Hernandez, please call your office.

Thank you, nurse.

- How is he?

- Well, he's a tough bird.

A couple of bad fractures

but I think he'll make it.

Can I go in and see him?

OK?

- I screwed up. I'm sorry.

- It's all right.

Listen, Kersey...

I only lost one gun for you there.

The other one's still there,

in the same place.

Blow the scum away.

Dr. Davies, telephone please.

He had to go someplace.

Taxi!

- You wanna take this?

- I saw you come in.

Used to be Charley's.

He's back. He picked up some packages

and he's back at the apartment.

Move.

Manny Fraker. I need some more guys.

As many as you can spare.

Yeah. Thanks.

- What is it?

- It's a Lars missile launcher.

Anti-tank, anti-personnel weapon.

And these rounds

are self-propelled, armor-piercing.

The arm is three feet out of the barrel.

Won't do me much good,

unless I can get 'em bunched.

All I got is a zip gun.

We should get a few of them.

All right!

Eli! It's Mr. Kersey!

He just shot some of the creeps!

Who the hell's firing, man?

You told someone to fire?

Come on!

Come on, you guys.

We're gonna get those motherfuckers!

We're out of ammo!

Air unit six to base.

Around Sutter and Belmont,

I've sighted buildings burning. Shots fired

in the street. Looks like we have a riot.

We need every backup unit available.

There! There!

...more money, said the mayor.

News is coming in

of riots in East New York.

- I can't see anything.

- Come here. Watch it on television.

Police are converging there.

Our helicopter is overhead

with Roy Baxter to bring you

an on-the-spot report.

- Have you seen the man?

- I haven't seen sh*t, man!

Throughout this vast area

of derelict buildings...

We're on TV, man!

...groups run and hide in alleys

and apartment buildings.

There are great sheets of flames

rising from burning buildings.

The buildings are collapsing.

I can see fires over 20 blocks.

Police cars are fighting a hail of bullets

as they try to get into the area.

There are gangs of motorcyclists

down there,

flanked by gunfire and flames

and smoke. It's a hell of a mess here.

We'll be back with news as soon

as we can find out what caused this.

Oh, boy!

Get him!

Kersey, look out!

I'm out of shells. I'll go get some.

I owed you that one, dude!

Please!

Well, now I owe you. How bad is it?

It's just a nick.

I'll call an ambulance.

Hey.

Bulletproof, a**hole.

Just like yours. Stay like that.

- You can't have both of us.

- Bet me.

- Jesus Christ!

- What did that?

Over at Belmont and Sutter

the crowd is breaking up.

You better get going.

I'll buy you a few minutes.

Get outta here. They'll be after you.

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