Hard To Kill Page #3

That's enough.

Why don't you go sit down?

That bad?

If you need me,

l'll be in the outer room.

O'Malley's the key.

We got to find him.

You can't compare blood pressure

readings now with when you're in a coma.

What's this?

That's crazy.

Let me see that.

Martha's chicken scratches.

She probably can't even read them.

Know what it is?

It's a phone number.

After you phoned...

...I asked everyone here at the home...

...and there is no O'Malley here.

But it is possible that...

...O'Malley is a relation

of someone here.

Why don't you leave me your number and

l'll call you if there's any contact.

Can I phone you?

Of course, my dear.

- Here, let me do that.

- That's all right.

You old devil.

Mason Storm.

Hi. I'm sorry.

I don't mean to interrupt.

I was just passing by and I thought...

...you might like a flower.

I like that.

Now I lay me down to sleep...

Now we say it together, okay?

...I pray the Lord my soul to keep.

If I die before I wake...

...I pray the Lord my soul to take.

This is Martha Coe.

I can't come to the phone...

Pick up, Martha.

Please pick up.

Are you there?

I'm coming over.

Are you there?

I'm coming over.

You called it right, Axel.

Our girlfriend just showed up.

Martha, open up.

It's me.

What's up?

Looking for Martha?

You know where she is?

Haven't seen the news?

She's dead.

She was strangled over in Westwood.

Know something?

You look like the b*tch

whose picture's on TV.

The one whose house they found her at.

Hey, get over here!

Okay, boys, mount up.

Ernie, you forgot my buttermilk.

Sh*t!

O'Malley.

That's Sonny, all right.

The kid's a track star.

He does the hundred in 11 flat.

He's going to be real fast,

like his old man was.

What do you mean "was?"

I'm not over the hill.

At least, I hope not.

How'd pull this off?

He made it to my house

the night you were shot.

I got him hidden, played it out

like he was dead...

...staged his funeral

with yours and Felicia's.

Everybody bought it.

Where is he?

Is he safe?

Ventura Trinity Prep School,

under my mother's maiden name, Wade.

No one has any idea that he's your son.

So that was your mother that Andy found.

Your nurse friend? Yeah.

She left a number and I traced you here.

I don't know how to thank you.

I have no words.

Just seeing your ugly ass alive

is enough for me.

That night in the hospital...

...I found the audio tape in your vest.

I must've played that tape 1000 times...

...Iooking for little quirks

in the voices, phrases that repeat.

Nada.

Where is the tape?

- I turned it in for evidence.

- What?

Don't worry, I made a dupe.

Meanwhile, I thought you'd

take some pleasure in this.

And there's more in the car.

You were not wrong, my friend.

You were not wrong.

What's happened to you?

I'd been on the case

maybe a year and a half...

...trying to find out

who pulled the trigger.

But it was like swimming through sh*t.

Everywhere I turned,

people told me to back off, get lost.

Then one morning the phone rings.

Immaculate Heart Emergency.

Someone ran my mother off the road.

Her back's broken.

She's paralyzed.

I'm sorry, O'Mal.

That night, there's a note in my locker

letting me know it's not an accident.

What the hell could I do?

I'm there with my hands tied

behind my back. I can't wave or salute.

So, I put my papers in.

Took a 3/4 pension.

You know me,

I never would have backed off.

But there was Sonny to worry about.

What if they found him?

- Or you?

- No, you did the right thing.

Then wasn't the time.

Now's the time.

We're outgunned and undermanned, but you

know something? We're going to win.

And l'll tell you why.

Superior attitude.

Superior state of mind.

We'll get them, buddy.

Believe me.

Every f***ing one of them.

Listen, O'Mal, one more favor.

Get Sonny out of that school now.

With me up and running, these guys will

do anything to find Sonny to get to me.

Get him some place safe, anywhere.

Consider it done.

I'm going straight to get that film.

Soon as you get that audio,

and Sonny's safe...

...we'll bring it in to Jerry Dunphy.

We'll see quite a show on the news.

You got it, partner.

I must've played that tape 1000 times...

...Iooking for little quirks

in the voices, phrases that repeat.

Two guys I couldn't make out,

but they'll come up on the film.

- You can take that to the bank.

- I know that voice.

Your charts go back 7 years. Do you

have any recollection of anything?

I have them on the same film in

the same camera, right where I left it.

The people's candidate, Senator

Vernon Trent, promises no new taxes.

And you can take that to the bank.

More money when I'm in office.

You can take that to the bank.

I'm going to take you to the bank,

Senator Trent.

To the blood bank.

Martha's dead.

I'm sorry.

It's all right.

O'Malley was here today.

He was?

How did he get here?

You found him.

The old lady was his mother.

My son's alive.

We better get out of here.

Really. Let's go.

This ain't going to be

my best packing job.

Where are we going?

Out of here.

- Hurry up.

- I'm just about done.

Mason!

Down!

It's jammed!

Let's go.

Get down!

Come quick.

Let's go!

I'm gonna slit your throat!

You're going to bleed like a pig!

They're out back!

We're on them.

Move!

Hang on!

Hulland!

You son-of-a-b*tch!

I forgot to lock the door.

You like my coche?

How hot is it, homes?

Smoking.

You got it.

Maybe you should wear

these kind of clothes all the time.

Only next time,

we'll use your credit card.

Daddy, I don't want you to go.

You look really great for someone

who changed in a gas station.

We're from Hillstar Real Estate.

We can market your home effectively.

We aren't even thinking about selling.

In fact, we're adding a nursery.

It's a mess.

- I'd love to see the nursery.

- It's right over here.

We don't know if it's a girl or a boy,

so we're doing a splatter effect.

- What are you doing, hon?

- Raiding the icebox.

I think the plasterer

fell off the ladder!

What about your baby?

Careful!

Just the way I left you.

Good grief!

I'm sorry, but I think

your contractor's doing a lousy job.

These things happen.

Thank God.

Hang on, Mrs. O'Malley.

O'Malley left there

It doesn't matter

about the tape.

We have to get this film

to Dunphy's studio...

...before I have a nervous breakdown.

Mrs. O'Malley, listen.

I'm across from the Bonaventure Hotel.

I need you to do me a favor.

Have O'Malley deliver a message

to the desk under Andrea Smith.

No, we're not checking in.

That's too dangerous.

But the desk will hold the message

if you tell them we're coming in later.

All right? Thanks.

Andrea...

...Smith.

Bonaventure Hotel...

...and leave a message...

...at the desk.

Baby, that's beautiful.

I love it.

Where's my glove, Uncle 'Mal?

Take it easy.

Sonny, hurry up, dear.

Sonny, forget the mitt.

We got to get going.

The number for the

Bonaventure Hotel, please.

Sonny, when this is over, you, me

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