Least Among Saints Page #3
Well, wake them up!
I don't give a sh*t,
get them on the phone!
F***.
Hey!
Just wait a second!
I don't need you!
Go away!
Just wait. Just wait.
Damn!
I'm not gonna hurt you.
I won't go with them.
I won't let them take me away!
You can't make me!
Okay!
No one's gonna take you.
Just take it easy, okay?
You can come home with me.
All right?
Just for a little while until we
find a safe place for you.
We'll figure this thing out.
Okay?
I'm a friend.
Let me see that.
Let me see it.
Where'd you get this?
It was my dad's.
Here you go.
Come on.
Put your seatbelt on.
Think that's good?
It's good, right.
It's gotta be good.
You okay in there, buddy?
You didn't drown on me,
did you?
No.
Is it all right if I come in?
Is that okay?
I guess.
You've been in here a long time.
You cold?
No.
I don't have my shoes.
Well, we can go next door
and get them if you want.
When I touched her, her skin was
cold and she looked like wax.
Sometimes when people die
they look like wax.
I'm gonna need my shoes.
Where's your bedroom?
It's back there.
Okay, let's go.
Will you take me to my dad?
The lady at the hospital said
they didn't know where he was.
He's here.
Will you take me to him?
How long have you had this?
I don't know, a while.
This looks pretty old, Wade.
You sure he's gonna be here?
Mm-hm. Yeah.
Just... could you
take me to him?
Yeah, sure, Wade,
I could do that.
Sh*t.
We got company.
Hang tight for a bit.
Where is he?
Is he with you?
Listen, I can see you're upset.
Upset?
No, this isn't upset.
This is where exactly is the
ten-year-old in question?
He was scared, okay?
He ran away.
Where is he?
He's inside.
Was this his decision?
It was.
Okay, this is completely unacceptable.
Do you understand me?
I need to be able to
successfully retrieve this boy...
and put him in a safe environment
without your interference.
They don't pay me enough
for this kind of bullshit.
Hey, he's okay,
I took care of him.
That's my job.
I need to see Wade right now.
Yeah. Come on.
Hey, bud.
He's friendly.
Oh.
Don't worry, it's good.
He's good.
Yeah, he's good.
Hey, Wade.
Hey.
You really scared me
running off like that.
How is everything? You okay?
I'm good.
Yeah, everything's okay.
Okay, good.
Yeah, I wanted to come here.
I've been here before
a bunch of times. Yeah.
Anthony made me a bed
to sleep in.
Yeah, it looks cozy.
Yeah, and I ate really good.
Oh, I see that.
Cereal, huh?
I want to stay here.
I don't want to go away.
You going somewhere?
No, I just got back.
I've been taking my time
unpacking.
I'm recently divorced.
Congratulations.
Thank you.
Army?
Negative, Marine Corps.
Oh, my father was a grunt.
He served in Korea.
No sh*t.
Yes, that's correct.
Language.
Right.
No, I'm sorry.
Want to show me
around the place?
Yeah, sure.
Now. Now.
Yeah, okay, come on.
Sleep much?
Oh, I wasn't expecting
any visitors...
let alone a new roommate.
This used to be my folks' house.
Oh, you didn't sell it.
No.
Can I get a glass of milk?
Upset stomach.
Goes with the job.
Yeah, sure.
Sorry.
Here you go.
Mm.
How's your milk?
Wade, will you wait a little while
Anthony and I go talk outside?
Come on, bud.
How well you know this kid?
Some.
Uh, I only moved
in a little while ago.
He trusts you.
Here's the situation.
I don't got a bed for this kid...
and at the moment, you seem to be the only
person who has any kind of relationship with him.
So would it be okay if he stayed
one night, two tops...
with you while I arrange
his living situation?
Is that something that
you think you can handle?
You all right?
You with me here?
Yeah, no, good to go.
Okay.
He's gonna need more
than a bowl of cereal to eat.
See that he eats properly.
I'll reimburse you,
save your receipts.
Oh, no worries.
Now, there may be some mental
health issues here.
Well, what's that mean?
Mental health issues?
Well, he witnessed his mother OD
and God knows what else he's seen in his life.
I just want you to be aware
that he might act out.
If you see anything, contact me,
and I'll take another course of action.
You experience anything abroad
you may have brought back with you?
Ever been diagnosed with PTSD?
Bipolar, depression?
I have nightmares.
Yeah, me, too, pal.
You got any kind
of criminal record?
Anything I need to know about?
Do you want to know
my favorite color?
Don't get cute.
I need to feel confident...
that he will be well
taken care of...
and that you will provide a safe
environment for him.
Can you do that?
Yes, ma'am.
I can do that.
So, tomorrow he goes to school
and he comes back here, and that's it!
Anything happens, you get any
more bright ideas, you call me first.
We good?
Yup.
See that he gets to school
on time.
Go back in the house, Milo.
Stay there.
You all set?
What's that?
What's it look like?
Piece of sh*t.
Well, be that as it may...
it's our ride to school.
What about my dad?
We'll go look for him later.
I promise.
Come on.
Here, give me your backpack.
I'll carry it.
Hop on.
You good?
Yeah.
Of course not.
What time does this thing end?
3:
30.Okay.
I'll be right here,
right back at 3:
30, all right?What the f***?
What are you doing back here?
Did you walk all
the way back home?
Yeah.
Why?
What happened to you?
Did you get hurt?
Did somebody pick on you?
Come with me.
Where is he?
Big, little f***er, isn't he?
Kid's a beast.
Well, he flunked like two grades.
Right.
You don't have to do this
if you don't want to, okay?
It's up to you.
Okay... I think I want to.
All right, hey, listen.
Once your adrenaline kicks in,
you're not gonna feel a thing.
All right? You just keep coming
at him until he respects you.
Okay? Got it?
Hey, I'm gonna be
right there with you.
Come on.
What's his name?
Jeremy.
Hey, Jeremy!
Come over here!
Who are you?
I'm the police,
now get over here!
Wade here has something he wants
to talk to you about.
Well, what do you want,
ass face?
Don't look at me,
he's the one that hit you.
Sack of sh*t!
Fight! Fight!
Hey!
What the hell is going on here?
Could someone answer that
for me, please?
We all right, buddy?
All right. Go on.
Just wait a second,
hot pants.
Let him get a few more licks.
Oh, and who the hell are you?
Go on, Wade!
Do your worst!
Excuse me!
That's it, Wade!
Go on, boy!
You're doing great!
Come on! Come on!
Just got burned.
Come on, buddy.
You're all right.
You're all right.
Who was that man?
Who's that man leaving here?
And who did he come with?
Did they come together?
Okay, everyone quiet down!
I can't listen to everyone
at once.
Line up by my office.
Here, put it to your eye.
Like this,
and then you hold it there.
That's good.
Hey, Wade, why don't you
go dig a hole or something.
Seriously?
Yeah, you know, kick rocks.
Go climb that tree.
See how high you can get.
He's a good one, huh?
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