End of a Gun Page #4

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and keep what's left.

He was not my

favorite cousin, you know.

Get the girl.

Gage, do you

know what time it is here?

Sorry sir. It's just that...

I said, do you

know what time it is here?

It's late, sir.

Yes, late, Gage,

which means this better be good.

I've located your money, sir.

Good start.

A better start would be to

say you have my money, Gage.

- That would be better.

- I have half of it.

I'm about to get the other half.

Then I would

say this very late phone call

is very premature,

wouldn't you say?

I'm not calling

you about the status

of your money, Mr. Vargas.

Then why the

f*** are you calling, Gage?

'Cause I want to tell you that

the man who has the other half

is a former

DEA agent from Texas.

Michael Decker.

Does the name ring a bell?

- Gage?

- Yes, sir.

Get my money

from this Michael Decker.

I don't expect to

speak to you again

until this entire unfortunate

incident has been resolved.

One way or another.

Where's the rest of the money?

He took it with him.

Where?

I don't know.

I don't like killing women,

but I'll do it if I have to.

He's going to Key West.

Key West?

Key West is a little

far from Paris.

What if I can get

him to come back?

How?

I'll call him.

Why would he answer your call?

Why do you think?

He took half the money

with him.

He didn't trust me to hold it.

Smart man.

I was going

with him to Key West.

I figured somewhere

along the way,

I could get the rest of

the money and ditch him.

You wanted it all, huh?

- Not for me, for Mr. Vargas.

- Mr. Vargas?

You went to all this

trouble for Mr. Vargas.

I went to all this trouble

to get him off my back.

I promised Decker ten percent,

and a great piece of ass

if he helped me.

Ten percent?

I don't think

he did it for the money,

if you know what I mean.

He stole money from us,

and then he stole

half of it again from you.

I think you got it wrong.

You'll never

understand this, Gage,

but Decker

could have taken it all.

He didn't.

He's a decent guy.

I'll tell him

you're gonna kill me

if he doesn't

bring back the money.

Make the call.

Michael.

Well, you better come inside.

Jean is waiting for you.

Decker, leave a message.

Michael, it's Lisa.

Look, you're a decent man.

I know you are

and I'm begging you

to please help me.

They want the money back,

not us.

Everything can go back

to the way it was.

We can still go to Key West,

just like we planned.

If they don't get

the money back, Michael,

they're gonna kill me.

Please, help me.

Convincing?

This Mr. Vargas

is an evil man, Michael.

Hiding with the Sinaloa Cartel,

not much of a footprint

here, you know,

but most definitely on the radar

of some of your former friends

in the DEA back home.

Probably the FBI, as well.

He's one of the bad guys.

Well, we love to

get rid of the bad guys.

We really do.

I don't give a f*** what

happens to the bad guys.

Michael... you remember this?

I sure enough do.

How could I forget?

It would have been a lot worse

had you not taken

the second bullet for me.

I owe you my life.

It ain't nothing, man, really.

- We're even.

- No, no, no, mon ami.

I get to say

when we're even, not you.

That's the way it works.

Michael, it's Lisa.

Look, you're a decent man,

I know you are,

and I'm begging you

to please, help me.

They want the money back,

not us.

Everything could...

You think he'll show?

What? Sure.

Won't he suspect a trap?

Of course he will.

What about me?

What about you?

We have a deal, right?

Yeah, we have a deal.

See when you're forced

to trust your partner in crime,

in my experience, is when

things usually start to go bad.

Call it human nature

or some sh*t.

You ever think

about running away?

You mean, like,

uh, to Key West?

I hear Argentina's nice.

- Is it him?

- Yep.

Shouldn't I answer it?

- Hello, a**hole.

- She all right?

For now.

Let me talk to her.

Not until I have all the money.

Y'all realize I don't

know this girl much at all.

You have a million

euros, you can always run.

That's not what I do.

- I want the rest of the money.

- I want the girl.

- How do we do this?

- I think I'll come and get her.

Clichy-sous-bois

274 avenue.

I know where you are.

So Michael, remember, the bag

without the tape has the money.

The one with the tape goes boom.

Right, what's the blast radius?

Twenty feet, beyond that,

I'll still duck.

Here.

I figure you're probably

going to need

your favorite gun

for this one, n'est pas?

Thanks, what about you?

Moi? I have this.

Where are you two guys going?

Well, like I said.

I'm just taking him

out for a little lunch.

- For lunch, huh?

- Yeah.

It was

really great to see you.

Nice to see you.

Make sure he comes home safe.

I will.

How far is it?

It's about two blocks.

Where you gonna set up?

Somewhere they won't see me.

Boss wants to speak to you.

- I'd like to speak to him.

- I'm gonna need your gun.

Yeah, well, we all

got weapons around here.

Unless we're gonna throw

'em all in a big pile,

we're gonna have to

live with this here.

Boss man wants you

to step out of the car.

I said, get the f*** out of the car.

I said back up or next time

I'm gonna f***ing shoot you.

One.

Deux.

Come on, ladies,

always one more.

Ah, there you are.

Do I know you?

I doubt it.

I don't know, man.

You, uh, you look familiar.

Maybe I got one of those faces.

Yeah, maybe.

Why don't you

put your piece down.

You know,

like I told your girl, man,

everybody got guns

around here, man.

That's the way it is.

You're surrounded.

Well, it may seem

like that to you,

but it might could

be an illusion.

I will say this for you, man.

You've got balls.

Well, thank you

for noticing that.

My girl, here,

she knows that for a fact.

- Did you bring the money?

- I did.

Don't open it.

Put it down.

Open it.

Give it to me.

Feels light.

Well, that's kind of normal.

It feels light because...

I need my girl.

Send me the girl.

Get down.

Oh, no, you don't.

Get down.

Gage!

Stay down.

Lisa, get this.

Get down!

Decker!

Okay, you son of a b*tch.

Turn around, drop the bag,

and kick it to me.

Why'd you come back?

You could have walked away

with a million in cash.

I'm not all about the money.

I'm all about the honor.

You're an honorable man.

I respect that.

But in this business,

you're either

the guy hanging somebody

from the ceiling...

Or the guy hanging

from the ceiling.

You know, I used to hear that

back at headquarters

once in a while,

which reminds me, now that we've

had all the sh*t out the bag,

I do remember you,

you were Danny's CI.

You were Danny's high level CI.

Ain't that right?

Piece of advice.

The dark side, doesn't suit you.

I agree with you.

Sounds like we both

used to work for a**holes.

That's for sure.

Rest of the money's

in the trunk.

My end was five percent,

I've already taken that out.

And you're giving me the rest.

- Thanks.

- You all right?

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