In a Valley of Violence Page #6

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Poor Roy. He didn't deserve this.

Ellen...

Ellen.

He didn't...

Be quiet.

I need to think right now.

And you are grinding down my

ears with all of your babbling.

My babbling? My babbling?

Gilly, he almost

took Roy's head off.

I know, Ellen.

I saw.

I looked down his throat.

But you going on and on about it

ain't helping me

sort any of this out.

You're gonna kill him, right?

You and others?

I mean, he can't get away

with this. He can't.

Ellen, what did I just say?

Or maybe he's gone.

Maybe he killed Roy

and he just moved on.

Yeah. Yeah. We don't know for

sure that he's even still here.

He's not moving on.

They killed his dog.

What?

That's why he's back.

That's why Roy's dead.

He's not going anywhere

until he gets even with all you.

You shouldn't have

done what you done.

How did you know about that?

How did you know about his dog?

You talked to him, didn't you?

Are you helping him?

Mary-Anne, is that what you

were trying to tell me earlier?

You knew this man was coming?

You knew this would happen,

and you didn't say nothin'?

I did say something.

You didn't listen.

Gilly, Gilly, don't!

Gilly!

Shut up, Ellen!

I'm talking to your sister.

Now, are you helping him?

You answer me.

Are you helping him?

No. He didn't want my help.

But I would have, though.

Gilly, Gilly! No!

Ellen, get off of me.

Enough!

Enough.

I should shoot

the both of you right now,

but I need all the

f***ing bullets that I have

in this gun

for that a**hole out there.

So you lie there and you ache.

And you lie there and you bleed.

But the both of you,

please shut up.

All clear now. And just move on

down the line like I said.

And do it quick '&cause I'll be

right behind you.

And you're sweatin' a lot.

You all right?

You're not gonna pass out

on me or nothin', are you?

No, sir.

I just sweat sometimes

on account of my biology.

Shoot '&em. Shoot '&em both.

Mister...

I'm real sorry for what we done.

I told Gilly,

but he just wouldn't listen.

He ain't reasonable

when he's like that.

But you remember though, right?

You remember I didn't wanna

do this to you.

Shoot 'em or I'll shoot you.

Wha...

On a count of three now.

Yes, sir.

You can do this.

Yes, sir.

Move straight out.

Yes, sir.

All right. One...

Two...

Yes, sir.

Three.

Go. Go!

No!

I don't wanna...

No. What are you doin'?

That's tubby, goddamn it.

Don't shoot! What the...

Tubby, ya hit?

Shoot them now.

They're getting away.

Shoot them!

Come on, get up!

I can't.

I don't wanna die.

Look I don't wanna die neither.

J...

Ow!

Get up!

I can't.

I can't shoot them.

I know there's not a

lot of dignity in this,

but I have a daughter

I'd like to see again.

But I don't suppose that I will.

Harris?

Get away from the window.

He's still on the roof.

We can trap him.

You move in front

of the building.

I'll cut him off in the back.

But we gotta move fast.

This is our only chance.

We can't blow it.

Sh...

Did I get ya?

No.

I'm not here for you, marshal.

I'm here for the men

who killed my dog.

Sh*t. Goddammit, Gilly.

Well, I didn't know about that.

But I can't allow this to go on.

Now, I wouldn't be

much of a father if i...

If I let you kill my son.

And I wouldn't be

much of a... a marshal if I

let you kill anyone else.

Well, if you get in my way,

I'm gonna take you down.

Yeah, I suppose you will.

Well, the feeling's mutual.

Tubby, how long does it take you

to get your fat ass

around that building?

I'm coming to get ya.

I'm coming to get ya.

Sh*t.

That's it.

I'm going out there.

No. No. No, you

can't leave us here.

The hell I can't. He's not

after you. He's after me.

She said it.

You remember?

He's crazy.

And the marshal told you

to protect us.

And I'm your fianc. You don't

just up and leave your fianc.

Ellen, right now I wouldn't care

if you were the tip of my dick!

I am going out there.

You forget

about what my dad said

because he doesn't

care about either of you.

He just doesn't think that

I can handle it on my own.

But I'm gonna end it,

and I am gonna prove

to him what I am capable of.

Now you get away from the door

before I put

another hole in you.

Move!

Gilly...

I'm pregnant.

Please don't leave

me alone here.

I can't lose you.

I can't have this baby

all by myself.

Um, I need you.

Ellen...

Do you honestly think...

That now is the right time

for this conversation?

Are you seriously bringing

this up right now?

Yes.

There is a man outside

who is systematically trying

to kill everyone that I know,

including my father,

and you've decided that now

is a good time to tell me

that you are pregnant?

Gilly. Gilly.

Ellen! Stop talking.

The worst thing

that you could do right now

is to say another word.

Let him go, Ellen.

He wants to die, let him.

Know what? Maybe I can

spare one more bullet.

No, no please.

Please, Gilly, don't.

I love you, I love you, I'm just so scared.

I'm scared, please.

Please.

There is no denying that

the two of you are related.

You truly are pathetic.

Both of you.

What the hell's wrong with you?

Couldn't you hear me

yellin' out there,

waitin' for your fat ass

to get around the building?

Get away from the window!

How many times I gotta tell you?

Tubby!

It's Harris's face.

It's gone.

What?

His whole face is gone.

What are we gonna tell

his wife and kid?

How are we gonna tell '&em

he got no face no more?

And Roy, he's up there

pruning in a tub

of his own blood.

I can't do this, marshal.

I'm sorry.

I just can't.

Okay.

It's a lot to take. I didn't

know it would be like this.

All right, now, tubby...

Stop calling me tubby! I don't

wanna be called that anymore.

I'm not even that fat!

Y'all act like all I do is

sit around eating all day.

I don't! I work!

And I eat less than y'all.

This is just the way

god made me.

And I accept that.

But if I'm gonna die here today,

I am not gonna be called tubby.

I mean it!

Now look, I will call you

whatever you want

if we just get through this.

But please.

Lawrence.

My name is Lawrence.

All right, Lawrence. Larry,

please, for the love of god,

get away from

the goddamn window!

F***! Son of a b*tch!

Marshal! This doesn't have

to concern you.

You don't have to die today.

But you're gonna have to

have a real good, long think

about where you

stand from here on out.

Come on, come on, come on,

you cocksucker.

Just let me see your face.

All right. I'm beat.

Let's talk.

But if I come out, are you gonna

talk, or are you gonna shoot?

I'm prepared for both.

Well that doesn't make

me feel comfortable.

Well, you got a gun, marshal?

You know I do.

Better leave it behind.

Well if I come out unarmed,

how do I know you won't shoot?

Well, you don't.

What better option you got?

Well, I can see your point.

No gun.

No gun.

What the hell is he doing?

Where's your son?

I don't know.

But I just don't

want anyone else hurt.

Now you gotta know

that this is a deeply

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