Last Rampage: The Escape of Gary Tison Page #7

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Just put it down.

Dad says it was all

Randy's doing.

Dad didn't have nothing to

do with killing that family.

What is the matter

with you, ray?

You saw it with your own eyes.

What, you believe

everything he says? Huh?

Wake up, ray.

Dad isn't who you think he is.

Maybe he never was.

Turn off the truck, boy.

Step on out.

Walk.

I mean, he is just

gonna tie him up.

He said he doesn't want us

talking when he is not around.

We are just talking.

And that's what he don't want.

Follow them.

Go.

Guess, he didn't say nothing

about not singing.

I like it here.

What do you think?

It's good. I like it.

Hey, let go of him.

Let go now.

Go on. Go on.

- You go over there.

- You got him.

- All right.

- I got her, all right.

Let's go, come on.

Let's go.

Come on, Donnie.

All right, go this way.

- Margene!

- Shut the f*** up.

Now go over there.

You don't have to do this.

Oh, my god.

Just stop right there, will you?

No!

You wanna lay it down

right here, go ahead.

I'll ask you questions

one way or the other.

No, sir.

I am the only law

that you got to worry about.

The law of fathers over sons.

And there ain't no escaping

that but by this.

Come here.

Don't you ever...

Defy me again.

It's your last chance.

This is Cooper.

Hello.

Who is this?

It's Marissa Fuller,

from flagstaff sun.

You wanted to see me?

Yeah, thank you for coming.

Oh, all right.

All right, thank you.

- Coffee?

- Oh, yes, thank you.

See a menu?

No, just coffee is fine, thanks.

So, what do you wanna say?

She is out of her mind.

Dorothy Tison?

Yeah.

I could've told you that.

I mean about the baby.

And other things, too.

I guess, but listen,

she really thinks

those boys got mixed up in this

without knowing the truth.

- Truth about what?

- About Gary.

I mean, those boys believed everything

they were ever fed about him.

Most of it by her,

ever since they were little.

And now, she is out of her mind.

What's this have to do

with anything?

I think I can get her to talk

them into turning themselves in.

What makes you think that?

She trusts me.

What, are you two

mother and daughter now?

Did I say something funny?

No.

Look.

She is crazy.

But I don't think she wants

to see anybody else dead.

Least of all her boys.

I don't either.

All right.

Well, anything happens,

you holler.

What, that's it?

There's one more thing.

I'd hazard to say that

somebody as young as you

hasn't come across real evil

in their life,

like Gary Tison.

He is a charmer.

Lot of men are.

There's a ready smile

for everyone.

A handshake, everybody

knows his name,

but behind the handshake

and the smile is a dead thing.

Thing that has no heart.

Thing that...

Get whatever it wants

no matter the cost,

even if it's his own flesh

and blood.

And a man like that

is a danger to everybody.

Now this family...

Seen your paper?

They paid a pretty heavy price.

And it's on me to see

that nobody else

has to pay Tison's debt

but Tison himself.

I'm sorry.

Yeah, well, don't be.

It's just...

I didn't know.

Yeah, well...

Now you do.

What are you doing?

What's wrong?

Can't sleep.

What time is it?

It's almost midnight.

Forget it. I got to go

by the house.

That's not safe.

You said so yourself.

I just got to stop by

for a minute, grab something.

Ain't gonna stay there.

- I am coming with you.

- Don't.

Would you just leave me

to do what I need to do?

I said, I am coming.

Pull over.

That's that son of a b*tch

Joe's house.

Stay put.

What's the matter, boy?

You all quiet.

You scared?

You're scared, ain't you?

You're scared as a f***ing fish.

You guys know what a fish is?

A joint.

Did you ever hear your dad

talk about that, a fish?

Fish is a newbie, a first timer.

Like this one.

Wide eyed and f***ing scared.

You having a stroke

or something?

Why aren't we moving?

- Oh, my god.

- Shut up.

Just because you're driving

you ain't the boss, you know.

Just so you know, I saw you.

Blowing chunks out there

by that girl.

P*ssy.

Jesus.

What are you doing?

You're gonna get us killed.

You stupid son of a b*tch.

Shut the f*** up, for Christ...

Just let me think.

I was kinda hoping

your dad will put you down.

- When you were out there.

- Go!

We gotta get outta here.

Can't win 'em all though.

Scared little fishy.

Wants to swim way.

Swim away, little fishy.

Was he there?

He holed up somewhere

like the coward that he is.

Let's go.

He's probably at a f***ing bar.

Randy, you get up front,

I am going to ride in

the back with my boys.

Donnie, you take us downtown

and we'll see what we can see.

Hey, it's me.

You heard something?

I just wanna talk.

Please.

You got a cigarette?

I just want to help.

Help me?

Just like I said,

get a little schooling in you.

Little book smart with your

words and your story telling,

you think you sit

at god's right hand.

Doling out help to the helpless.

Well, you don't know,

you can't see,

but you got no help to give.

You're just like the rest of us.

Helpless.

If you got a cigarette,

I'll take that.

Otherwise, you can help yourself

right back out to you car.

When did you start smoking

my brand?

I hope your boys come home.

Where you going?

Far from you.

I hope your night

is good and quiet.

Hold on, you got a call.

- Cooper.

- He's here, goddammit.

In a two tone Ford Econoline,

looking for me.

What, say what now?

I went to my house and that son

of a b*tch was waiting for me,

like I said.

You promised to keep me safe.

All right, you stay where I

put you. You understand?

We'll take care of this.

Goddammit.

Son of a b*tch

is on his way home.

Get Ketchum on the horn,

get the roadblocks up,

and have every lawman

from Maricopa

to Pima county up and out of

bed in the next 15 minutes.

Yeah, yellow

Ford pick up, right?

Scratch that, you're looking

for two tone Econoline Van

with Texas plates.

Copy that.

All right, I am heading up

back to the block.

Just let me know

if something comes through.

All right.

Easy.

Okay, all right.

It's a family.

Bring 'em on, through.

Come on.

All right, come on.

Got a station wagon

with a family

ahead of the rest

coming your way.

Blood calls to blood.

How's that?

That's what you said.

Maybe if you think real hard

you'll know where uncle Joe is.

Maybe he is just

a crock of sh*t.

I'll have someone to take care of your

uncle Joe once we are safe down in Mexico.

Maybe I'll come back

and do him my own damn self.

Right now, we're headed

to the border, boys.

Something's coming up here.

Head's up. On your toe.

Oh, Christ. Dad.

It's a barricade.

Cops.

Now, how the f*** did they know?

Brace yourself, boys.

What's he doing?

Steady, boys.

All right, listen to me.

- Listen to me.

- Dad, there's no use, dad.

- Listen to me.

- We are not getting through that barricade.

You ready right there, Randy?

I got 'em.

You got eyes on 'em?

Kill the vehicle.

- Dad, it's...

- Do what I say.

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