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they said.

Blunderbuss up to here on you.

They brought you in. I forget what for.

Watch shop.

Yeah. You rolled one of our fronts,

a watch shop.

And they had you, you know.

This kid, like an animal.

But you looked at me,

your hair stuck to half your face,

just one eye looking at me.

I could see,

like seeing it happen on the TV,

the bad version of your life.

Like a vision,

I could see how you'd turn bad.

So I changed it.

I cleaned you up

and put a gun in your hand.

I gave you something that was yours.

I'm grateful for that, Abe.

I gave you something

that was yours.

And I remember that kid.

And I think if you ask yourself, you ask,

Who would I sacrifice for what's mine?"

I think Seth would be deep and cozy

inside that circle.

I'll show you how much

I know you. Ahem.

I'm not even gonna break you.

I'm just gonna set you back a ways.

We know that you've been

stashing half your bars.

Which is smart, no law against it.

You're gonna get out.

You're gonna go overseas.

Studying up your Mandarin?

French? French.

You give him up

or you give us half your stash.

You willing to dump

your silver in the dirt

for Seth?

You're gonna kill him.

Not if we can help it. Be too

cataclysmic a change for the future.

What we'll do is dangerous

in that regards,

though not as dangerous

as killing him.

On top of which a man from the future

runs free long enough,

this time travel sh*t

fries your brain like an egg.

Why the f*** French?

I'm going to France.

You should go to China.

I'm going to France.

I'm from the future.

You should go to China.

I'm going to France.

You're going...

The floor safe, under the rug.

Six seven four two.

It's the little ones that get you.

Why don't you kill an hour, Joe.

On the house.

Call the doc.

Wait.

Wait!

Wait.

You know, I can't

remember my mother's face.

She used to run her hands

through my hair.

Just like this.

I think I just let my best friend

get killed tonight.

For silver.

Sh*t.

Yeah.

Sh*t.

Sorry.

I'm gonna give you some money.

I've been stashing my silver for years

and I'm gonna give you half of it.

You can raise your kid right.

You wanna give me half your silver?

Silver's got strings.

I got my job.

You got yours.

It's sweet of you to worry about me,

but I'm doing fine.

Why don't we just stick

to services rendered.

Is this what you want?

Sh*t!

Then it just becomes a

mess, like a pig f***ing a football.

You know what I'm saying.

Let's finish this up.

There's 24 there.

I'm keeping count.

Two more trips

should just do it.

Goddamn it! Aah!

Kid, I'm sorry!

Tell Abe I'm gonna fix this!

Tell him I'm gonna find my loop

and I'm gonna kill him! Tell Abe...

Motherf***er!

Rainmaker....

Sh*t!

You got any aspirin?

Uh-huh.

All of them, please.

I'll take that coat too.

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

Joe, I told you to run.

Don't do it, you idiot.

Hurry up, Blue!

That's the second loop we had

run this week. It's getting endemic.

F***ing Kid Blue.

About two more trips

should do it.

Sh*t.

You stupid little sh*t.

Pound the pavement,

sweep the train yard.

Every second that passes is bad.

Get on it.

Stupid little sh*t.

I can fix this.

I can find him!

Go home.

Let the grownups work.

Kid Blue.

You bastard. How do I find you?

Coffee?

Please.

Black. And some water.

Anything else?

We eating?

I ordered something.

Steak and eggs.

Rare and scrambled.

Two steak and eggs, coming up.

Must hurt.

I wasn't sure you'd remember her.

I put it together.

Clever.

You know, there's another girl

who works here on the weekends.

Jen?

Right. Less letters.

That'd be better.

How's your French coming?

Good. You gonna tell me

I ought to be learning Mandarin?

I never regretted

learning French.

I know you have

a gun between your legs.

No? Well, you'll get it eventually.

Obviously.All right, listen.

This is a hard situation, but we both

know how this has to go down.

I can't let you walk away

from this diner.

This is my life now. I earned it.

You had yours already.

So why don't you do what old men do

and die? Get the f*** out of my way.

Why don't you take your gun out

from between your legs and do it?

Boy.

It's hard staring into your eyes.

It's too strange.

Your face looks backwards.

So you know what's gonna happen?

You've done all this already?

I don't want to talk about

time travel sh*t.

If we start talking about it,

we're gonna be here all day.

Making diagrams with straws.

It doesn't matter.

I hurt myself, it changes your body.

Does what I do change your memories?

It doesn't matter!

My memory is cloudy.

It's a cloud.

Because my memories

aren't really memories.

They're just one possible

eventuality now.

And they grow clearer or cloudier

as they become more or less likely.

But then they get to the present moment,

and they're instantly clear again.

I can remember

what you do after you do it.

And it hurts.

So even when we're apart,

you can remember what I do after?

Yes.

But this is a precise description

of a fuzzy mechanism.

It's messy.

All I know... I know two things.

I know what's happening in my head.

And I know that you're gonna meet her.

Who?

She's gonna save your life.

For a long time, she thought we'd...

We'd have a baby.

She'd have been a great mother.

She wanted it so much.

Yeah, but she...?

How...?

So she saves my life?

Yes.

Let's take a look at your life.

You're a killer.

And a junkie.

A f***ing child mentality.

What's mine." "My life."

Save your life. You're asking me how?

The question is why. Why would

someone sacrifice their life?

Cut your high and mighty bullshit.

I don't need my life...

Shut your f***ing child mouth.

You're so self-absorbed and stupid.

And she's gonna clean you up

and she's gonna...

You're gonna take her love

like a sponge.

And you think,

Maybe I'm clear of the past.

Maybe I'm safe."

Yesterday.

Yesterday what?

Thirty years from now

is yesterday.

You're not gonna remember it.

I'm gonna tell you what happens

to this beautiful woman

who saves your worthless f***ing life.

Have you heard of the Rainmaker?

Yeah, Seth said that night.

New boss in the future?

He used the words "holy terror."

Yeah. A reign of terror.

Mass executions. Vagrant purges.

Everywhere at once.

Legend is the Rainmaker

came out of nowhere.

In the span of six months, he took total

control of the five major syndicates.

That'd take an army.

He didn't have an army.

The story is

that he did it alone.

Alone alone.

So how did he do it?

That's the mystery. There's no pictures

of him. Even if it is a him. It's insane.

There are stories he has a synthetic jaw,

saw his morn shot, sh*t like that.

Word spread through

the ex-looper grapevine

because the first thing he did

was start closing loops. All of them.

You know what this is?

This number?

Dale, wait. Slow down.

It could lead us to the Rainmaker, Joe!

It's in the hospital records.

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