Killing Zoe Page #4

It's not going to matter much now,

is it.

The police have a rough idea

of what we're up to.

What?

You don't know?

Know what?

They're outside,

but Eric's got it under control.

He's talking to them right now.

What the hell are you talking about?

The cops are here?

Don't worry, man...

Saints Go Marching In.

Hey!

What the f*** are you doing!?

Give me that!

What the f*** you doing man?

Hey?

Get up!

Do you really love your b*tch

whore girlfriend that much?

She's really f***ed

with your mind.

What the f***

are you talking about?

Look at it.

It's all for us.

The attention, the smoke.

They have no idea of who

they're dealing with, Zed.

They have no idea what kind of men we are.

A bunch of f***ing idiot boneheads men,

that's what kind of men we are.

You can no longer be in our club.

You forfeit your cut of the pie.

Oh, gee, I guess this means

our friendship is in trouble.

Oh sh*t!

I haven't seen you in years.

You hardly know me.

Never let a girl

come between two men.

Eric!

Eric!

Eric!

Eric!

Eric!

Bastards!

Nice work...

Oh, f***! Claude!

Oliver!

Claude's dead!

Zed!

Zoe...

They've hurt you.

This is the end!

Where are we going?

We're going to lock ourselves

in one of the vaults.

Each one of them is still open.

Come with me.

Hey!

Oh! I'm sorry. I didn't know you were there.

What can I do?

Bastard!

Hey, you're still my friend!

I'm all right. I'm all right.

Listen...

there's no gunfire.

This is the best time of my f***ing life!

C'mon, we'll be safer in here.

Zed.

How are you doing? Huh?

Good?

I'm doing great.

What's your girlfriend's name?

Zoe.

Zoe. Oh...

It's a beautiful name.

Zoe, this is Eric.

Oh ya! Try again.

Oh. I'm sorry Zed.

Hey. Zed. I ought to kill you...

It means nothing to me,

our friendship, man.

Eric... there's no f***ing

way out of here!

Oh but you're wrong, my friend.

This is my way out.

This dime store cooch

with her motor driven ass.

Look out for number one.

Hey, you go find your own, man.

Hey!

Did you see how she ran?

Did you see how she ran?

Did you see?

She doesn't care about you, man.

F***ing p*ssy only cares about p*ssy.

Huh?

So... what do you say, Zed? Huh?

You know what? I going to kill you.

what do you say to that Zed?

F***ing b*tch!

I have you balls man.

Ox!

Where is thy yoke!?

Hey!

I give you little kiss my friend.

Ciao.

The hospital?

No.

Come on. I have a car.

I'm so tired.

We'll go to my flat.

You can rest there.

Do you feel pain?

No...

it's mostly his blood.

I have a shower.

You can clean up there.

Thank you, Zoe.

You'll get well.

Then I'll show you

the real Paris.

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