He Never Died Page #4

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Nope.

If you're not expected to be here...

then you're not coming in.

Let me in, Gary.

- Jack?

- Yeah.

- Haven't see you in a while.

- Yeah.

If you're not expected to be

here, you're not coming in.

- Open the door!

- Hey, take a walk!

You're not coming in,

especially this early.

Go ask Tom if I can come in.

- Tom's dead!

- Tom's dead?

Yeah, he sure as hell is.

Yeah, he is dead.

Who's in charge then?

Alex.

Go ask Alex.

He's getting ready for bed.

Then he can talk.

All right.

Hey, man! Outside!

We need to talk.

Hey, Jack. Wow.

I see you found your way in.

Come on, man... we're going back outside.

No, it's all right. Get some sleep.

You don't need me around?

That's all right. We're

fine. Jack, you need anything?

- Smoothie?

- No.

See? Look, we're good, all

right? Good job tonight.

Okay. See you tonight.

Hey, you, ah, leave that door open?

I didn't close it.

F***ing Jack.

Hm. So, Jack

what'd you think of that new door?

It's the best we could do

to replace your security.

I think if someone wants

to get in, they can get in.

Oh, heh, so where've you been?

I mean, you seemed to fall off the map...

after you "retired" is that the word?

I really haven't done much of anything

since I stopped working for Tom.

Yeah, Dad was devastated

when you went and did that.

I don't care.

Did you order a kidnapping

on an Andrea Huntsman?

Excuse me. Who's that?

Friend of the family.

Ooh, family. Never

heard you mention family.

Was beginning to think that you

just crawled out of the ground.

Answer my question.

I don't know her, all right?

And besides, that stuff

was my dad's racket.

I just own this club now.

Is that a no?

Yes, that's a no, Jesus, Jack!

Do you have anything besides

being ambiguous and hostile?

Have you heard about

the kidnapping? Anything?

No, no, I've never even heard of...

Andrea Huntsman.

"Andrea Huntsman!"

All right! Until you brought

her up. Same thing with you.

You weren't even on my radar...

until Gary mentioned your name like

30 seconds before you walked in.

...drugs, or push anything!

I just run the place.

- Seriously.

- All right.

Aren't you gonna ask about Dad?

I heard he was dead.

Nice to hear that your

finger's on the pulse. Hm?

His cardiac pump fail?

Yeah, must have died out a short

time after the car ran him over.

Hm.

Hey, if you need work again,

I can get you a bouncer's gig.

All right? If not here, somewhere else.

You'll never see me again.

All right...

Good luck! With... everything.

I-17.

Hey, he's coming.

Hey.

What's happening?

Um, coffee?

No. What? No.

- No, no, no.

- Oops, sorry.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Help.

I'm gonna go to the bathroom.

Okay.

Are you ready to order?

- Sit down.

- No.

Sit down.

What is going on?

Please sit down.

Oh, god, holy sh*t!

- Huh?

- Your back...

Oh, my god, Jack, you're

bleeding. Are you okay?

Yeah... ice pick.

- Sit down.

- No, no...

No, I... I am gonna go get you some towels.

Cara... sit down.

Sit down.

You were supposed to be off today.

Uh, yeah, um, Georgia called in sick.

Oh, my god, what is going on?

Don't worry about it.

Are they here because of you?

Yeah. Yeah, I think so.

Okay, who are they, Jack?

I don't know. some kind

of low-class mafia, maybe.

And what do they want with you?

I don't know.

They showed up a few days

ago, and we had interactions.

Oh, my god.

Did you get your car back?

Um, yeah.

Can I get a ride?

- Now?

- Yeah.

- Okay.

- Good.

Now you should go sit

over with your co-workers.

- Why?

- You'll understand in a minute.

F***.

See, I told you! What did I tell you?

- Get off me!

- Let's go!

Not the time for that.

What the f*** is going on?

Oh, holy sh*t, you need an ambulance.

- Come on!

- No, I...

Hang tight for a minute.

What? Jack... Jack!

What in god's name are you doing?

Will he fit in your trunk?

Put him down.

Can he fit in your trunk?

No, you are not putting him in my trunk!

Why not? He's not dead.

No!

They have Andrea.

- Your daughter?

- Yeah, my daughter.

They have her, and she maybe

already dead, but I have to try.

No, no, I don't believe that.

- Why not?

- God, I don't know.

- I don't know.

- We need to go.

No, no, no, f*** you, Jack!

Cara, you said you'd give me a ride.

Uh, well, Jesus Christ, I

was confused and terrified.

I'll give you one million dollars, cash.

Where do you have a million dollars?

I have one millions dollars. Honest.

One million dollars?

Life-changing money.

- Is that my tool box?

- Yeah.

- Can I use your too...

- Could you just not look at me?

It's just the... you know, the

blood and the holes in your head.

Oh, god, just don't look at me!

Okay.

Can we go now?

What the f*** are you doing?

If I leave the bullets

in, it'll heal over...

and I'll get migraines.

But you... god, you have

no problem doing that?

I have pliers in my head. It hurts.

I don't... I don't know how that works.

How come you're not

brain dead or something?

I should be.

But I'm not.

Oh, god.

Can we go?

Jack? What are you gonna do with him?

Talk to him.

Well, he's unconscious.

Not right away.

What are you gonna do when you do...

Jack?

Ruth.

You wouldn't know where

Ben has been, would you?

Ben?

The young man who lives across from you.

Uh, no, no.

Well, I haven't seen him for a few

days and well, I was wondering...

if he'd gone to sleep

at a friend's home or...

maybe gone away on vacation,

but if he did, he should tell me.

If I see him, I'll let you know.

Thank you, take care then.

Hello.

Hi.

- Ugh, take it easy, man.

- Ah, f***.

Remigny, 1914.

That was France.

I had a hard time

readjusting to the language.

It changed quite a bit since

the last time I needed it.

This is you?

Yeah.

It's not your dad or your granddad?

I'm not even sure if I had a father.

This person, in this picture, is you?

Yeah.

From 1914?

Yeah.

I don't believe that.

Okay.

How?

- I don't know.

- What do you mean, you don't know?

I mean, I don't know.

That doesn't make any sense.

I didn't say it would.

Wine is supposed to mature with age...

but I think 450 years may make it bitter.

What?

It's British.

And that wasn't wine.

Okay.

No.

Nope... it is not possible.

You just saw me put pliers in

my head to pull out a bullet.

Old age was never a concern of mine.

That means you're over...

150 years old.

Not even close.

How old are you?

I have no idea.

But I'm in the Bible,

if that means anything.

What?

No.

It is pronounced "Cayenne"...

but I'm known as Cain.

I think I'm gonna throw up.

I'm going to go interrogate

the man in my bathroom.

Your money's there.

I can just leave?

I don't see why not?

You'll never see me again.

Oh, man, what are you doin'?

I'm not a fan of nine millimeters.

I prefer something that can go through me.

Yeah, okay.

Is Derrick someone worth speaking to?

I... I don't... I don't know.

Do you do illegal activities with Derrick?

Uh... ah, yeah, yeah. What are you gonna...

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