Living & Dying Page #6

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Please.

You're scaring her.

Can l have just a minute alone with her?

Oh, hell no.

What are you talking about?

What am l gonna do?

There's no windows in here.

l'm not gonna go anywhere.

Please.

Please.

All right, l'll be right

outside the door.

- You got one minute.

- Okay.

You should eat

something!

Yeah, we're gonna

be fine.

What, what--?

Okay.

Oh my God,

you're bleeding.

Don't.

Are we going to

be okay?

Are we going

to be okay?

We're gonna be okay.

l promise we're gonna get out of this.

l don't think

l can do this.

l am going crazy.

l can't do this...

He... he touched me.

Hey hey, what the hell

is going on in here?

- Ahhh!

- Whoa whoa!

Stop it!

Come on!

Go go.

Oh, thank God.

What's happening?

He killed her.

He just shot her.

Oh, sh*t!

- What the f***?

- F***in' b*tch clawed me.

You! Clean him up!

Ah, l will.

l can do it.

ln here, this way.

l'll get it,

l'll get it.

What?

Get us out of here.

Get us out of here.

We killed another one.

Are you happy?

l need to use

the phone.

Okay, thanks.

So?

They confirmed everything,

just like you thought.

l got a very bad

feeling about this.

l've been hearing that

a lot today.

Go round up Lascar

and Bishop.

What's going on?

l'll tell you

when you get back.

This is Devlin.

lt's getting pretty

f***ing crazy in here.

- Where's my van, dickwad?

- We need to get out of here.

Just hang

in there, Sam.

Something's about

to go down.

l want you to listen

carefully.

F*** you, man!

Where? Okay.

- Okay.

- Everyone's dead.

- No, l'm telling you, man.

- Where's my van?

F***, sh*t.

l'm getting sick and tired

of this bullshit.

- l'm freaking out, man.

- This is the last phone call.

Phone is off the hook

until l get my van!

So what's

going on?

We're taking Duca down.

Follow me.

Can you believe the way

that little son of a b*tch talked to me?

Calm down.

All right,

everything's under control.

We're gonna move on

to the next phase.

ls that so?

Detective Pulliam,

please put Mr. Duca in cuffs.

lt would be

my pleasure.

What?

Are you out of your mind?

- You can't-- get out of here!

- Hey hey hey hey hey!

Get off me!

Hey hey hey hey,

what are you doing here?

Take your hands

off him!

Captain, l'm placing

these two under arrest.

- You're out of your mind.

- Devlin, l'll have your badge for this.

You want to explain

yourself, Devlin?

The money in Duca's vault was being

used for a shipment of illegal weapons.

This is outrageous!

We already got a confession

from your manager.

And this one's not

even a cop.

l had Catherine call

the ATF field office.

They don't have

an Agent Lind,

- and they never sent anybody down here.

- You're out of your mind.

My guess is he

works for Duca.

And they were trying to get the money

back before anybody found out.

- Cuff him.

- Hey hey hey hey.

- Hey hey hey.

- Hey!

- Get off of me!

- Hey.

- Whoa whoa whoa whoa.

- Stay right there.

Take it easy, Lind.

Put the gun down.

Eat sh*t!

ls it true?

You work for Duca?

Don't say

a goddamn word.

- Shut up.

- You're gonna die here, Lind.

You've got guns trained on you

from every direction.

Give the word, l can

take him anytime you say.

l ain't going down

for this a**hole.

Well then,

let's make a deal.

Why are you

protecting him?

Don't say a goddamn word,

you piece of sh*t--

l told you to shut up!

l can end this right now.

Just give me the shot.

Everybody stay calm.

God damn it, give the order.

l can take him.

You know what? He thought the money

was gonna get away.

And the dealers were

gonna blame it on him.

- Are you out of your mind?

- Just give me the goddamn order.

- l'll burn you for this!

- This is my shot, l can take him.

l'll f***ing destroy

your life!

l think l told you

to shut the f*** up!

Now!

Clear clear!

Medic, get a medic.

Paramedics!

Get the paramedics

over here!

- Good shooting.

- Thanks.

Let's clear this up.

l got dibs

on the boots.

God damn!

He's f***ing nuts,

man.

They keep killing each other,

who am l gonna kill?

What's going on

out there?

Apparently, the money

in the bags was for weapons.

l guess the bust

outside went bad.

So are they even paying

attention to us now?

Uh, yeah,

more so than ever.

l guarantee it.

Do you think they'll

actually let us out of here?

We're gonna get

out of here.

Don't worry,

l promise.

Hey hey, what's

all the whispering, huh?

We were just wondering

what's going on outside.

What's that?

Um, it's--

it's in my purse.

lt's right here.

Wait.

Get the f*** away!

Hey!

Chill, man.

l found it.

Get down.

Who's George?

That-- that's my husband.

He's expecting us.

Man, you watch 'em.

l gotta take

a piss.

Max.

Max?

Why the hell

are you doing this?

Shut your face,

all right?

Max, do you know how you're

going to get out of this?

The cops will never

let you drive away.

Who said we're driving there,

gutshot? Huh?

What the f*** else

are you gonna do?

l don't know.

Maybe...

Maybe we'll let

the cops come in here,

and shoot all of you

and then Karl and l will

just be a couple of survivors

with a half a million dollars cash,

how about that?

Max.

Of course you know, hey,

that's just one plan.

Max, it's never

gonna work.

Oh yeah?

Hmm?

You wanna bet?

- Yeah.

- Hey.

- Hi.

- F***.

What's the plan?

We're bringing

the van in, Captain.

When they come out,

we'll hit them hard and fast.

Let's do

this thing.

You heard him.

Hey, Max, l got a genius

f***ing idea--

Hey, Karl.

Guess what?

l got my old gun back.

You stupid

son of a b*tch.

Hey look, Karl, they were

pretty f***in' fast.

Max, shut

the f*** up.

Well...

this is gonna

be bloody.

- Get 'em out of here.

- Go!

Can't let you do that!

Sam! Max has got

the other gun!

What the hell's

going on?

Max?

You alive?

You shot me,

you f***!

Gonna kill you, l swear

to God, l'm gonna kill you!

Sorry, partner,

it's a selfish business.

- She's been shot.

- Lay her down, lay her down.

Miriam, you're gonna

be okay, okay?

l want you to kill

those motherfuckers.

Grab the phone.

Let 'em know

what's going on.

Hello?

- l've got them on the phone.

- Hello?

They're shooting

at us.

There's one

in the backroom,

and we're stuck here in the middle.

Please, help us.

You gotta help us!

Get us out of here!

All units, go.

All units, go!

How are you holding up?

l'm doing the best

l can.

Mom, l'm scared.

l know, honey.

l know.

Ah!

What do l do, Karl?

Just hang tight.

- Sam?

- What?

- l'm sorry.

- For what?

For getting us

into this.

Honey, we started

this together,

and we're gonna

end this together.

We're gonna

have our life,

and we're gonna

have Gabrielle. Okay?

Thank you, Sam.

Thank you.

l'm hurting

pretty bad, Karl!

Quit your bitching.

Stay with me.

Just hang in there, man.

l'm gonna finish this

right now.

Throw your weapon down.

Throw your

weapon down!

Karl?

Your boyfriend's dead.

l'd give up

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