Man On Fire Page #5

give me your story, then I can help you.

- Please.

- [Laughs Quietly]

Help me do what?

You're gonna help me do what?

You're a stranger here, no?

That's right.

You're going to need friends

that know their way around.

Okay.

Okay, friend that's gonna help me.

A pleasure to meet you. Tell your driver

to keep his distance next time.

All right, friend?

S.

You'll be stateside by supper time.

I'm gonna need some help

first though, Ray.

If you don't stop bleeding,

you won't last a day the shape you're in.

- Is that a yes or is that a no?

- Yeah.

But I'm done killing.

I told you that.

- Okay.

- Anything else is yours.

- You're talking about war.

- Exactly what I'm talking about.

Can you help me?

- [Sighs] Yeah.

- Good.

- [Exhales]

- [Pita's Voice] Creasy.

[Grunts]

Hmm.

- What are you doing here?

- Oh.

Came to get my stuff.

Couldn't find my Bible.

I thought it might be in here.

- I borrowed it.

- Okay.

It's crazy, huh?

One week we're figuring out

which nightclub to go to...

and the next thing

I'm reading the Bible.

It's a good thing.

You hold on to it.

I keep thinking,

if only we hadn't...

It's like, um...

[Exhales] my whole life,

all I've ever thought about...

was what I could get for myself.

Even with my own baby.

She needed me so much,

and sometimes...

I felt like I had nothing to give her.

Just, um, I don't know what to do.

- What are you gonna do?

- What I do best.

I'm gonna kill 'em.

Anyone who was involved.

Anybody who profited from it.

Anybody who opens their eyes at me.

[Whispering]

You kill 'em all.

[Kiss]

Yla Browning.

- [Phone Ringing]

- [Woman On P. A: Spanish]

[Spanish]

Hola.

Yeah, it's me.

- Mr. Creasy.

- Okay. I need the license...

Well, no, excuse me.

I need the name and address of someone

whose license number is...

C-5-T-K-8.

That's C-5-T-K-8.

I got everything but the last digit,

so I need 10 possible matches.

And when do I find out

which of the 10 it is?

- Eventually.

- Well, where do I reach you?

- I'll call you.

- [Phone Beeps Off]

[Spanish]

Jordan, Angola, Lebanon.

Yes, I know all of that.

He's an assassin. And you want to help him

identify the owner of a car for him?

[Mariana In Spanish]

- Mariana.

- S.

Gracias.

Ciao.

Now, Jorge Gonzales.

Okay.

[Spanish]

[Lisa's Voice] What are you gonna do?

What are you gonna do?

[Creasy]

What I do best.

Anyone who was involved.

Anybody who profited from it.

Anybody who opens their eyes at me,

I'm gonna kill 'em.

Oh, God!

- [Announcer In Spanish]

- [Exhales]

- [Announcer] "Oye Como Va."

- [Latin]

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Okay? Ahora.

Huh? You know who I am?

Correct.

Okay.

Hey, hey, hey.

[Screaming]

[Breathing Heavily]

[Spanish]

[Panting]

No s nada.

[Screams]

: No s! : No s!

[Spanish Continues]

Hmm?

La Voice.

[Horn Honks]

[Crying]

- Okay.

- [Shaky Breath]

- Okay.

- [Panting]

[Announcer Continues]

[Woman:
Spanish]

[Shouting In Spanish]

Okay. Well.

Wait, wait, wait.

Give me one cigarette, please.

- S.

- Okay.

Bueno?

Okay, my friend.

It's off to the next life for you.

I guarantee you,

you won't be lonely.

Revenge is a meal best served cold.

[Techno]

[Spanish]

- La nia.

- No.

No? Vamos.

[Spanish]

No?

Hmm?

I heard you speaking Spanish.

You're American, right?

- And so are you.

- Yeah.

- Get out of here. Where are you from?

- I'm from New Jersey.

- You from New Jersey?

- Yeah.

I'm from New Jersey.

All right, listen to me.

All right. Everything

is done up by cell phone.

You just wait around for calls,

and we don't even have a f***ing number.

Who pays you?

We got an A.T.M. card. We take out 200

f***ing measly dollars every two weeks.

- Two hundred dollars?

- Yeah.

- What's the PI N number?

- The what?

The PI N number.

Code number.

- Yeah.

- Good. You wouldn't lie to me, right?

- I'm not lying, man.

- Did you kill her? You didn't kill her, did you?

- No.

- [Gunshot]

Don't lie to me. Don't lie to me!

Did you kill her?

Oh, man, you're making me

f***ing nervous.

- Did you kill her?

- No way. The f***ing boss did, or his brother.

- We never see his face.

- You're not lying to me, are you?

- No. Goddamn it! I'm telling you the truth!

- [Gunshot]

Tell me, who?

You never see whose face?

Well, we were in the other room...

and he was yellin'at the girl

'cause his nephew got killed...

and the money got stolen.

Wait, wait. Wh-What?

Somebody stole what money?

- The ransom money at the drop.

- Who? Who stole it?

- He said some f***in' crooked cop took it.

- Who?

- Fuentes.

- Fuentes?

Yeah, that's right.

[Yells]

All right? Huh? Jersey boy?

- [Grunts]

- Yeah. Now.

- This Fuentes guy?

- Yeah.

He's a lieutenant for

the Anti-Kidnapping Division.

Fuentes is. What'd you do?

- Oh, man.

- Tell me about the girl. What'd you do?

- Huh? What'd you do?

- I just do what they told me.

- You do what they tell you to do?

- Yeah.

Did you say good-bye to her?

Answer my question.

- Did you say good-bye to her?

- No!

- You didn't? Here's your chance. Say good-bye.

- Oh, sh*t!

Say good-bye to her.

Say good-bye to her.

F***ing let me go!

Rico?

[Uneven Breathing]

[Spanish]

Okay. Okay.

- No?

- No.

S.

S.

[No Audible Dialogue]

[Hissing]

- [Gunshot]

- [Cheering]

- [Gunshot]

- [Cheering]

- [Gunshot]

- [Cheering]

[Cheering]

[Phone Ringing]

- S, Guerrero.

- Listen, it's me.

Yeah, it's me. You know anything about

a young girl being kidnapped recently?

- She's about 12 years old?

- Yes, that's last night.

- Do you know something?

- What's her name?

Uh, Camilla. Camilla Valencias.

Camilla?

Se llama Camilla?

- S.

- Okay. I got her.

Where are you?

[Sirens Wailing]

[Knocking]

[Police Radio Chatter]

- Creasy, what happened?

- It's okay.

- Sit down. Relax.

- [Spanish]

She's okay. She's okay.

You got banking connections?

Yes, I have connections.

Okay. The PI N number's 4747.

Okay. The PI N number's 4747.

I wanna find out who's

putting money in that account.

What do you know

about a cop named Fuentes?

He's with the Anti-Kidnapping Division.

He's the one who drove

Samuel Ramos to the drop.

- Fuentes?

- S.

- Who is she?

- You can ask her later.

She'll tell you anything.

- What do you know about him?

About Fuentes?

- [Exhales]

Three years ago they caught him with $50,000

and a dead body in the trunk of his car.

- Huh.

- Never charged.

Arresting officer couldn't testify

'cause he was dead.

- Is he La Hermandad?

- Mm-hmm.

- You know where he lives?

- He lives in a judicial compound.

He travels by motorcade.

Creasy, he's better protected

than the president of Mexico.

He's gonna need it.

You gonna take care of her?

- Yes. Well, how can I find you?

- I'll find you.

[Phone Ringing]

This is my jurisdiction.

I want this man as much as Creasy does.

He'll deliver more justice in a weekend

than 10 years of your courts and tribunals.

- Just stay out of his way.

- I plan to. [Sniffs]

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