Jack Falls Page #6

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Looks like it cost you.

See, the previous owners

didn't take care of the place.

- Ended up a right mess.

- Is that right?

Yeah.

You could say

things turned ugly in the end.

Shame they had to go.

See, apparently,

they didn't have the right type of insurance.

- Really?

- Mm.

You see, people think

thatjust because times are tough,

they can scrimp on these things.

So short-sighted.

I mean, take that cabinet, for instance.

Now, I know you had that put in,

because the last one was broken.

I know for a fact

the last one was broken.

Now, how much would that cost to get replaced?

Well, it would cost a lot, wouldn't it?

But see, ifyou're insured,

you don't have to worry about these things.

It's all taken care of.

I mean, just imagine

ifthere was a fire...

in here.

All this nice new furniture.

All this stock.

Prrr!

But see, if you've got the right insurance -

you're covered.

I have insurance.

Well, that's just great.

Got nothing to worry about, then,

have you?

Anyway, I'd best be off.

I'm sure I'll be back again soon.

Hi.

Is it worth it?

Killing Carter is just one of those things

that needs to be done.

I'm just somebody making sure it is.

Don't you want what's owed to you, Tasha?

Who made you judge, jury and executioner?

Go back to sleep.

Didn't you make enough

out of Carter's gambling den?

Your father had a massive contingency fund

stashed away in that building.

I know about it and I can tell

from the look on your face, you do too.

But do you think Carter knows?

This isn't about the money, Jack.

Of course it's not

about the f***ing money, Tasha!

I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

It's just one more thing and then it's done.

One lastjob?

Sounds ominous, doesn't it?

Don't worry, I'm gonna take care of you,

like you took care of me.

Are you saying you see a gunfight

in our near future?

You don't have to be involved.

You can go,

this is my responsibility.

Jack, you're not responsible for me.

Let me be.

Come on.

Lie down.

You can't sleep like that.

I'm OK.

I won't bite.

Right.

Who's there?

An old friend.

Doctor Lawrence?

I'm dreaming.

Of course you are.

You know, shrinks aren't

supposed to do house calls,

or even stadium calls.

So why are we here?

You're the psychiatrist,

why don't you tell me?

Ifyou're dreaming me,

you should know everything I know.

So, what, I'm talking to myself?

I like to think of it more as...

the better-looking,

more intellectual version of you.

OK, so why you, why here?

Because I think we've found

your happy place.

You love this ground,

and you trust me.

You know, you undercover guys,

you're trained not to give anything away.

Myjob is the application

of time and pressure...

until you eventually crack.

Hey, f*** you, I never cracked!

- I've been lying to everyone!

- I know, I know, I know.

But who can you trust, Jack?

Completely?

Sid trusted you.

Sid knew the risks

when he took the job. We all did.

And Erin...

did she know the risk

when she was with you?

You were supposed to protect her.

- Or is she as responsible as you are?

- Release me.

You're not tied down, Jack.

You're free to go whenever you want.

But you can't...

because you're trapped in here.

I don't understand.

You will.

Let's just hope it's not too late.

Let me wake.

It's gonna hurt.

What?

Ah!

Aargh!

Do you think he'll be a problem?

There shouldn't be.

We never had a problem there before.

Well, new management, new people

take over. They get funny ideas.

- Don't we know it.

- You got something to say?

- Looks nice.

- It is.

They've spent a fortune kitting the place out.

I mean, you seen that, boss?

Well, give it a couple of days,

take the gorillas,

go round there,

work out some payments.

If he wants to get funny, chuck a couple

of those tables through the mirror,

beat the sh*t out of him and any staff,

and nick a load ofthose bottles,

because that is expensive champagne.

Champagne?

Oh, I thought that would get your attention.

- Sh*t.

- What is it, boss?

Are you sure these were taken last night?

Yeah. Yeah, it was me who took them.

- F***!

- What is it, hon?

What's going on, boss?

Who the f*** else do you think

was sitting in that bar last night?

Who does that look like to you?

- That's, um...

- It's Jack.

It's Jack Adleth, you stupid c*nt!

He's sitting at the same f***ing bar

and you don't even see it.

How stupid are you? Did your mother drop you

on your head when you were a baby?

- Well, no.

- Well, she f***ing should've done.

Go and make sure everything is secure.

Now!

All right.

What's wrong with you?

So this guy is back.

What are you so scared of?

- I'm not scared.

- Yes, you are.

You have the exact same look on your face

when I mention my mother.

Do you know what

the most important thing in life is?

What?

Family.

It's on the back seat.

Any use?

Where is Jack, huh?

You don't have a brother, do you?

He's here. He's here!

He's in the buil... Aargh!

Lennie, are you there?

- Aargh!

- Lennie? Lennie are you there?

Sh*t!

Aargh!

Aargh!

Ah!

- Where is he?

- I don't know what you're talking about, mate.

Where's Carter?

Aargh, aargh, aargh!

Where's Carter?

I don't know where they are.

Aargh!

All right. All right.

He took her to his pub

on London Road.

He took who?

Who?

Your feisty little b*tch.

How did you find her?

How did you find her?

I take it you ain't been home yet?

What have you done?

Where's my brother?

You see, when Mr. Carter

gives you an order, you follow it.

It wasn't personal.

Aargh!

The only reason he would think that

is because you told him.

I know you're looking at that pistol,

but it's closer to me than it is to you.

- Come here! Keep still.

- Get your f***ing hands off!

Calm down, Jack,

calm down.

Now listen,

I want you to know,

that I had absolutely

nothing to do with Amsterdam.

Now, on the count ofthree,

I'm gonna put this pistol down.

One...

two...

Three!

I will f***ing kill you,

you f***ing c*nt.

I'll f***ing kill...

Ow, my f***ing arm!

Seems like you've been

a naughty boy, Jack.

You're not so f***ing clean yourself!

What did you do, come to finish me off?

Aargh!

That's not gonna work with you now, is it?

You just won't go away.

You're like a big sh*t that won't flush!

Karma said to me

that when you survived Amsterdam,

or could it be

I'm becoming a little... sentimental?

That's it.

That's it, Jack, a little sentimental,

but anyway, f*** all that bollocks.

It's good to see you, Jack!

You better kill me while you've

still got the chance, it won't come again.

- Give me my father's ring.

- Aargh!

You grave-robbing bastard!

You're not fit to sit in the same chair

as that man.

What's with the same ring?

I haven't always been a copper, sweetheart.

I had a past, you know.

He went his way and I went mine...

..but we always

showed each other respect.

Sounds like you were

a pair offucking Marys anyway.

A pair of Marys.

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