Get the Girl Page #6

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Oh... I thought you were dead.

I really didn't think I was

ever gonna see you again.

Don't worry...

I'm incredibly determined.

Agh!

What happened?

Patrick shot me!

Are you okay?

I don't know.

Let's go, we can't

stay here, let's go!

Agh!

I got you mother-truckers now.

Clarence?

You're literally

killing me right now.

Clarence political activist...

Emma Goldman once said...

"The most violent element

in society is ignorance."

Oh, sh*t!

Agh! Go to hell!

I didn't think you'd

still be here!

Yeah, well I had some

unfinished business!

You're wasting time, Patrick,

cops are on their way!

Yeah, I know!

Say, you're not just some

rich kid with a crush, are ya?

Nope.

You were playing

me from the beginning.

Yep.

Say, where'd you get the money

that you gave me to begin with?

My grandmother actually gave

me a little money when she died.

You're not a Duffield, are you?

Nope.

Yeah, piece of sh*t car in

the garage gave you away.

What happened to the nice one?

It was a rental.

And the house?

Craigslist... vacation

rental section.

Couple grand for a few nights.

Not a bad deal.

Not gonna get your deposit

back, though.

Agh, sh*t.

Sounds like you're all

out of bargaining chips.

Hey, Alex, you wanna

hear a secret?

Looks like we got ourselves...

A little Mexican standoff

here, huh?

Minus the Mexican.

Didn't anyone ever tell you

not to bring a knife...

To a gunfight, Clarence?

Say, baby cakes, what if I

told you that Clarence here...

Had this whole night planned

out from the get go?

He did... it's true.

He hired me... to kidnap you.

So that he could save your

life and look like the hero.

Me!

Can you believe it? I mean,

what are the odds, right?

That's what I thought.

But it turns out that Clarence

knew who I was the entire time.

What I can't figure out is why

he would want to f*** with me!

But I think now's a pretty

good time for you to tell us...

Clarence, I think we're

all ears.

Well, it's exactly like you

said. She needed a hero.

I've been going to that

bar for years.

I was there when you two

were happily married...

And I watched it go sour.

You're a pretty shitty guy,

Patrick.

But I knew you wouldn't

pass up an opportunity...

To make a little money

off killing your wife...

And getting her

grandmother's money.

That is why you won't sign

the divorce papers, right?

The inheritance?

As long as you're married,

you still control half of it...

Just as soon as you can find

a way to get a hold of it.

See, I pay attention to the

details...

That's how I know what an

amazing woman Alex really is...

Even if she was too hurt

from you to show it to anyone.

When I told you I wanted

to be her hero, I meant it.

So, it turns out you were our

real villain all along.

That is incredibly

beautiful, man.

I mean, that was...

It's poetic.

Really tugged at every single

one of my little heart strings.

This broke loser paid

me to kidnap you...

Put your life at risk,

got you shot!

Does that sound like prince

f***ing charming to you, Alex?

Does that seem like

a hero to you?

I got news for you, baby.

I got news for you, too.

I don't think the hero's

gonna win this time.

Agh! Ow, f***!

F***! Sh*t! That hurt!

Yeah, it does.

It's getting very

interesting tonight.

I think it's time you take

a look inside that case.

The combination is 1-4-3.

Always be the smartest

man in the room, Patrick.

The choice is yours.

If you sign those papers,

you can walk out of here...

Free to go on with your

pathetic excuse of a life.

Or...

Alex can decide what to

do with you if you don't.

I don't even know what to say.

You don't have to say anything.

I did what I came here to do.

I wanted to help.

Why? You don't even

know me.

Because I love you, Alex.

I have from the first

moment I saw you.

Heck, I've been coming to your

bar every night for years...

I don't even drink.

I wanted to know you...

I really wanted to know you.

I saw what he was doing

to you and I hated it.

For me, sure, but more for you.

You deserve so much better.

But I saw it, you wouldn't

give anyone the time of day...

Because you were too

busy guarding yourself...

From ever being hurt

like that again.

When you guard yourself

from pain...

You're also preventing yourself

from ever being loved.

So, you almost killed me

to show me that I'm alive?

Yeah, something like that.

So, what happens now?

The way I see it, I think

we only have two options.

Option one, you shoot me.

I deserve it.

I put your life in danger.

I fed you to the lion

that was your husband...

Or, ex-husband now.

That seems only right that since

I put your life in danger...

You have my permission

to let you do the same.

Or, option two.

You let the police arrest

me and storm the house.

I'll go quietly and plead guilty

to any charge they give me.

Only you need to

promise me something.

I need you to promise

me that from now on...

You're gonna live your

life with your head up...

And know that you deserve

happiness every single day.

Because somewhere out there,

there's this really messed up...

Boy who loves this beautiful,

beautiful broken girl...

Who doesn't know what

she's missing out on.

But both of those options...

Don't really seem that

positive for you.

I really don't think I

deserve anything positive...

At the moment.

Now it seems like you're the

one that's shutting out...

The potential happiness

in your life.

What would option three be?

Option three?

Yeah... there's gotta be

option three.

Well, if there's an option

three, I guess it'd have to be...

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