End of a Gun Page #5

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Yeah, it's bad enough,

but if I get to a hospital

I think I'll live.

Long night, huh?

- Yeah.

- Give me the money.

I gather Key West

is off the table.

That money's mine,

and there's not enough to share.

Not with you or anyone else.

I, uh, risked my life for you.

Just on the odd

chance you might see

there's somebody out

there who's not bad,

who's not crooked,

who's straight up.

I don't really care about money.

I care about honor,

and no matter how this goes,

at least I showed you that.

The real treasure in life

are people who love you,

who are willing to die for you.

See you in the next life.

I'm really sorry

it turned out like this.

I really am.

You know what

a friend of mine used to say?

Never trust a stripper.

The only thing she really wants

to see coming out of

your pants is your money.

You smart mouthed

motherf***er, you.

Can we go now? I really think

I need to see a doctor.

I finally get to take

a bullet for you.

You're a funny motherf***er,

too, hey?

How you holding up?

I'll make it,

just roll me to the ER.

I'll have them call Delphine

and I'll tell her,

I get drunk and robbed.

You're an a**hole.

Well, I'll make sure

you're taken care of.

Don't be an idiot.

You need to be gone

and stay gone.

Key West, remember?

I already got you the ticket.

Did you stash the rest of

that money back to my place?

I did, it's in a garbage can

outside the back door.

Mmm, how much?

Five hundred thou.

Oui.

Now we're even, mon ami.

So once again,

the real treasures in life

are all about

the people who love you,

that are willing to

take a bullet for you.

If it's all about the money,

you're bound to find yourself

at the end of a gun.

Decker.

Decker, Decker, Decker!

Where have you been?

I've been calling you for the

last couple of days and nothing?

We're back at Chateau tonight.

Are you coming?

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