Killing Gunther Page #2

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Oh, like a con man?

No. A literal snake.

My pet snake. The only

thing I ever truly loved.

Gunther found out I used Mr.

slick to make my poisons,

so he executed him.

I'm sorry. Your poisons?

I only kill with poison.

You see, it's more elegant,

sophisticated.

And I don't use guns.

The sight of blood makes

me violently ill.

Really?

I can't even say the word...

- you don't have

to say it. Don't...

- stop trying to say it!

- No way!

Absolutely not! If they

are in, man, i am out!

Then you're out. They're

already flying here.

- Fine.

- Who? Who's flying here?

The friggin'

bellakalakova twins!

Oh, crap.

I've never heard of 'em.

Brother and sister out

of Southern Russia.

Remember the porsinka Blaze?

- No.

- Stadium fire.

14,000 people burned alive.

That was them.

They're monsters.

It's just a meeting.

- Well, I'm gonna go with you, then.

- Fine.

You better do it

in a public place.

I mean, I'm a maniac, but

those guys are psychopaths.

Why is this so good?!

Freeze frame.

I am Mia, and this is barold.

- What's up?

- What's up?

And we have never been

to United States before,

but we love it here.

We love it. We want to

see New York, apple pie,

Hollywood stars...

- barold. Barold!

- All right!

Coming to visit, we are

treating like a workcation.

- Workcation when we go...

- We kill...

somewhere else...

Somewhere else and kill.

- And then kill.

- And kill there.

- Workcation.

- Workcation.

Okay, guys, we got some snacks,

some healthy ones,

some not so healthy.

- Donnie brought ho-hos.

- You're welcome.

So you have him to thank.

I just want to say

how much I appreciate everyone

rallying behind this project.

We're about to do

something incredible.

We're about to change the game.

They say there's no

honor among thieves,

but clearly there's

a lot among hitmen.

And, uh, I'm very

proud to say that.

Is there an outlet?

I was literally right in

the middle of a speech.

I have no idea. If

I had to guess,

I'd say that big one right there

where all the electrical stuff are.

- Oh, that one?

- Blake?

- Yes, yong?

- Do we have a plan?

Uh, a wonderful question.

I was just getting to that

before I was interrupted.

We do have a plan. Our plan is

we're going to put out a fake hit.

We're gonna lure Gunther out.

- We're gonna be waiting for him.

- No.

Gunther will smell a trap.

What we need to do is

figure out where he lives.

F***, yeah, what she said.

I take a picture.

It is a great point,

but I assure you,

- the hit will look authentic.

- You're embarrassing me.

- Gabe is working on it...

- no!

Hey, no, this doesn't

have any power.

Well, what do you want me to do

about it, Gabe? Figure it out.

That's your department, okay?

Please stop interrupting.

When is visit Hollywood?

You promised me picture

of Scott wolf house.

He want see Scott

wolf house, or...

we talked about this, didn't we?

Kill Gunther first,

then visit Scott wolf.

That was always the

deal. What, Gabe?!

I'm gonna have to go get a

portable source from my Van.

You don't need my permission.

You're a grown man.

Whoa!

We got an arm power-down, guys.

- And we got glass. Okay! That did it.

- Oopsie. Bloody finger.

- What just happened?

- Blood.

Because of the blood?

- You're like a baby!

- That is disgusting!

I surrender.

It's Max! It's Max!

So, this is awesome. I didn't

expect him to be here,

but Max and I used to be

partners back in the day.

- We were a two-man duo. Uh-oh!

- Blakey.

Here comes trouble!

Here comes trouble!

- What are you doing here, man?

- I heard about Ashley.

Yeah, yeah. Ashley

trained both of us.

- You're going to be dead in a week.

- Yeah, right.

Yeah, you're here to steal our

glory. That's what you're doing.

- Glory? Is that what you're calling it, your virginity?

- No!

You're calling virginity

glory? Hello, glory!

You would want it.

You would want it.

- I don't want it.

- Yeah, you would.

- It's good to see you, man.

- It's good to see you.

Listen up. You're all

at a big disadvantage,

because none of you

know who Gunther is.

Therefore, how are you gonna

find him? You can't find him.

Till now.

I'd heard rumors that Gunther has

a safe house in the Balkans.

I got an old buddy of mine

who's a dropper out there.

Sieppa abachi, just

a fantastic guy.

He makes a mean cevapi.

It's pork, it's beef,

bunch of spices, delicious.

Anyway, I said, "look into it."

Turns out, our friend

Gunther lives...

oh, my god!

Get down!

Where's it coming from?

He's on the roof!

Cover me!

Did it get there?

Incoming!

camera on. Turn it on, and leave

it on, and never turn it off!

We were almost killed!

I don't care. You're

here to film.

We are just here to observe.

You said we'd be

safe. We're done.

You are done when the job is

done. That's what you agreed to.

And if you ever stop recording

again, I will kill you.

Do you understand?

Never stop recording.

When did you actually stop?

When the rocket was coming.

Show me that footage.

Clear!

Yeah, he's gone.

Okay, and there's playback.

He's on the roof!

There. Stop there.

We got him.

I give you Gunther.

- Enhance image.

- What?

- Enhance that image.

- I can't do that.

Why not?

Because that's not a thing.

That's not how technology works.

- Yes, it is. I've seen it a bunch.

- That's exactly how.

- Minority report. Person of interest.

- I don't know. I'm with Gabe.

Not in real life.

Keep the sharpness

of when it's small,

and bring it like

they do all the time.

Yeah, technologically

impossible.

What about this? Can you

get the data off of this?

I can try, but it

looks pretty busted.

You look pretty busted.

God damn it!

He's really mad.

- Okay, all right.

- Gabe, come on, man. It's not Zelda.

It was him.

It had to be him.

I don't know how, but Gunther

knows we're after him.

Are you scared?

No.

No, now it's personal.

Wasn't it already a

little bit personal?

How do you mean?

Isn't part of this

about... Lisa?

About who?

Lisa mccalla.

She's your ex, right?

No, I, um...

I don't... uh...

A Lisa? I don't...

I don't...

no, I don't know her.

What was the name?

My name is Lisa mccalla.

I am a retired hitwoman.

Blake and I were

together for four years.

- How did it end?

- Not well. Um...

I had been unhappy for a while,

and, um... I ended up leaving

him for somebody else.

Anybody in particular?

Well, I didn't know

this at the time,

but later found out that

the gentleman I was with

is the man known as Gunther.

So his real name is not Gunther.

No.

What is his real name?

Nice try.

Where did you get

this information?

'Cause I've never heard of

this woman before in my life,

so you got some

misinformation, my friend.

I have the last message

that Blake left me.

- Would you like to hear it?

- Yes.

Sure.

Lisa, please pick up.

Please pick up the phone, Lisa.

Please...

- that doesn't sound like me.

- Don't leave me!

- Does that sound like me to you?

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