Killshot Page #3

I did call you,

and I am nervous, but...

if you can just let yourself in

whenever you want...

Which I've never done.

But you could. I don't know.

I know you've been here.

- But not when you're here.

- So you have been here.

I fixed the porch light.

Come on, I waited till you've gone out,

so we didn't have to get into a fight.

Which means

you were watching me,

which might be why I'm feeling

watched all the time.

- Come on.

- Alright, you know what?

I'm thankful to you for

fixing the porch light.

- And the faucet in the bathroom.

- And the faucet in the bathroom, too.

But that's supposed to be a change.

Nothing is changing.

Wayne, I'm moving.

I don't like being this person who's

blaming you for all things I'm blaming for.

No, there's no, uh...

middle, huh?

I mean this is it with you...

You're either fine or you

are leaving the country.

We don't have kids, fine.

We can't have kids, fine,

no, suddenly...

we are killing ourselves,

we are getting a divorce,

we are leaving the country.

I mean, it's like...

it's zero or ten. I mean...

What happened to five?

Five's pretty great.

Now I'll take five again

in a f***ing minute.

See what I'd tell you.

He's f***ing that woman

from the real estate office.

I got him! You get the woman!

- Hello?

- It's me.

Mom...

Oh...

ask me something else.

How are you, how are you?

Oh, he's out, he'll be back.

Mom?

I have to call you back.

You're going hunting, miss?

Was looking for your husband,

have a talk with him.

He's not home.

I know that.

I was wondering

maybe I come inside and wait.

We've met before. Remember?

At the real estate office.

You're gonna shoot me?

- The police should be here any minute.

- You had time to call them, huh?

I don't think

you're gonna shoot me.

Hi.

Alright...

it's your big day, honey,

it's a double feature.

Get your cash laid out on

the counter, and get some gum.

Get out of there!

Get the hell outta there!

Get up!

Are you Indian?

You look Indian.

You should do something with

your hair, use a shampoo

and conditioner in one.

Give some body.

Look at me.

Are you sure you're not Indian?

Doesn't matter.

How many times

are you gonna ask me...

did I see him shoot the girl?

I thought she'd gotten

outta there.

How many times are you gonna look

at that bullet hole on the tree?

My wife told you that she

wasn't trying to hit him,

you guys act like

you don't believe her.

Not one of you guys has said, "Nice Going"

or "that was a brave thing my wife did".

These maniacs are trying to kill us

and what are you doing about it?

Mr. Colson.

Mrs. Colson.

I'm Paul Scallen,

Federal Bureau of Investigation.

That's the same color as the guy's car a big

goddamn Cadillac, nobody can seem to find.

We found it. On Walpole Island.

Only there wasn't a lot of paintwork left.

Mr. Colson...

- Do you know a Lionel Adam?

- Yeah, sure...

I'm afraid I have some bad news.

Would you mind telling us who

the hell these a**holes are now?

Why would they

wanna kill Lionel Adam?

We really don't know for sure,

we think they're trying to find you.

It seems you and your wife

had a good look at them.

So what?

All they're doing at that point was...

shaking down a real estate business.

How's this gonna make it look?

This one's got all the history,

His name's Armand Degas.

He's known as the Blackbird.

He's a Contract killer

for the Detroit Mafia.

It takes an awful lotta nerve

to stand up to a man like that.

What does the Detroit Mafia

have to do with us?

Last week the head of the family was

shot dead in a Detroit hotel room.

Along with a girl

who had seen it happen.

We think it was an inside job.

Thanks to you, we know that the guy

was in the area at the time.

So if we can, huh...

pick him up, even if it's

just for extortion,

there is a chance,

he may wanna cut a deal.

Wait...

You want us to testify

against a Mafia Hit-man?

He's gonna come after you anyway.

Without you, there's nothing

to say he was even here.

So, what're you suggesting?

Well, your life's are in danger,

so we figure you qualify you for...

Federal Protection under the

witness security program.

- You want to move us someplace else?

- Until we find them.

We'll provide you with

new identities, temporary employment.

You won't need

to sell the house.

I'm sure you can make a deal

with Nelson Davies...

and his company appearently

if you wanted to sell.

- Hello.

- It's me.

Why the f***

are you calling me here?

I need a car.

A clean one with papers.

Word is...

you really upset the man.

- He was f***ing that girl you blew away.

- Can you get it or not?

You can't come here.

They got everyone looking for you.

We'll transfer

your baggage overnight.

Replacement vehicles will be

waiting for you in the morning.

Your home will be held till

you're released fom the program.

You wont care about that, do you?

could be now with his confession?

Destination location,

it's good 2 hours, that's...

about another 2 hour drive south,

down the Mississippi river.

You'll be checking in here

under your new names.

You must be Pam Wenkovsky.

I'm your husband, Matt.

It's best to stick as close

to truth as possible, that way...

you're less likely to have trouble

with your invented histories.

- How long you've been married?

- 15 years.

Where'd you meet?

On a building site in St. Albourn,

June 4, 1991.

- Who asked who out first?

- I did.

How long after that

were you married?

- A week?

- How many children?

Almost one.

Well, if they moved, how come

all their furniture is still here?

- Hey, Bird!

- What?

You gonna kill Donna too?

I mean you gone to all this trouble

finding witnesses, she's a witness.

What does that make you?

But you need me.

Leave my fingerprints everywhere.

Steel cars and shoot people.

Do all your dirty work for you.

Who is it?

Huh, yes ma'am,

I'm looking for Wayne Colson.

Who gave you my number?

Exuse me, ma'am, there's that new fellow

that works here, just asked to call you.

We've been trying

to get hold of Wayne, and huh...

he gave us this number

before he left.

He gave you my number?

Well, as a matter of fact, he gave it

to the boss, the boss gave it to me.

Only he isn't here right now,

because it's so late,

but, huh... he said

you'd know where he was.

Wayne, that is.

I don't know where Wayne

gone away with my daughter,

they never tell me anything.

You see 'cause, I got this check

that I'm trying to send him.

Mr. Wenkovsky.

Mrs. Wenkovsky.

- Good morning. Welcome.

- Good morning.

- Hello.

- Hi.

Shall we?

If the... neighbors ask,

you paid about $200,000 for it.

Looks more like 150 to me.

Sure ain't much privacy

around here.

You want privacy,

you close the door.

But I don't think

that's what you want.

Well, I guess you're gonna do

whatever it is, you want.

There's no way on earth

I can stop you.

There'll be a slight delay

in the divorce proceedings...

while the couple hides out

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