Max Payne Page #2
- Saint Mary's.
Came in looking pretty bad, Max.
What happened?
I don't... Alex...
When dispatch couldn't raise him,
they found out from Christa where he'd gone.
First unit got to you in time.
But Alex was...
Alex was dead.
I got six shots off.
I hit something - someone. You gotta check the hospitals.
I'm not a cop anymore, Max. I came to see about you.
He wanted to tell me something.
Listen!
Anything you can remember will help. They got nothing for leads.
The whole force has you pegged as the prime suspect.
And you told them where to find me?
Wake starts in an hour.
I'll pass that along.
- What do you think you're doing?
- Paying my respects.
Not like that, alright?
I should have a clean shirt for you at the office.
It's on the way.
Mister Hensley?
There you go.
When did they move in here?
- I guess we got the building last year.
- We?
Sorry.
Used to be a habit.
- Good morning, Spike.
- Good morning, Mister Hensley.
You know the drill, sir. Sign in the guest, please.
Oh my god.
Max!
Miss Horne.
How have you been?
Fine, thanks.
I hope you know you can always call me.
Please, Max. If there is ever anything we can...
I know. I've been meaning to. I got the cards, too.
She was such a bright light in this company.
I'm not making any guarantees that any of these will fit.
I saved one of those for you.
Third page from the back.
They set up a scholarship in her name.
Kept coming to me for suggestions about what she might want.
I said art.
She liked art, right?
They knew we were close. Thought I was family.
It's a nice thing, a scholarship. Good way to remember somebody.
Hey Joe!
Max, you remember Joe, right?
Hey!
You care picking up some overtime?
I'd think twice about that. I hear the boss is a real a**hole.
Now that he's out of security, we're supposed to laugh at his jokes.
They still pay me like the janitor.
She's looking for you. Just tried me in my office, dude.
Yeah?
Christa.
Jesus.
All it would have taken was one word from you.
To give Alex some peace.
Are you happy now, Max?
You made him think he hadn't done enough.
What have you done, Max?
What has Max Payne done?
Except for bring misery
to everyone who ever cared for him?
Now please get out of my house!
Please just go!
Ah jeez. Watch out for this prick!
Detective Max Payne?
Jim Bravura, Internal Affairs. I need you to come with me.
Now?
Yeah now.
How'd the girl have your wallet?
She stole it.
What do you mean? Stole like...
Picked your pocket?
How was it you know each other?
We met through a friend.
Trevor Duncan. He's your friend?
- Yes.
- That's classy.
You know what Trevor does for a living, I assume?
He used to snitch for me.
Christ!
Tell me something, Max!
What does a glorified file clerk still need a snitch for?
So you'd piss in a cup for us, right?
You just said the magic words.
Call once you hear from the union lawyer.
You and Detective Balder haven't worked together since your reassignment.
What made you get back in touch?
- He wanted to talk.
- And?
Hey a**hole!
I got two bodies in ten body bags
and you were the last person to see either one.
Yeah, and some of that blood is mine.
Good luck with your case.
Nice work, detective.
Look, if you're really his friend, then talk to him.
Well, let's hope that felt good.
Makes you look guilty. You understand that, right?
Not just Alex's unit thinks you're the guy.
You need friends on the force right now.
There's only so much I can do from the outside.
Where are you going?
Where do you think you're going, a**hole?
The detective in that office was killed.
Get back here, a**hole!
Where do you think you are going?
Stop right there! What are you gonna do in there?
Back up! Make a hole!
Back up, goddammit! Make a hole!
Open up, Max!
Open up the goddamn door, Max!
Open up!
Open the door!
Son of a b*tch!
Hey buddy.
Where is he?
For god's sake, Max. You're gonna freeze to death.
- Why don't you come inside?
- Alex knew something about Michelle.
Something new.
Don't you think he would have told you if he had something like that?
He was trying to the night he was killed.
Whatever was in that room that night with us.
What exactly do you think you're looking for?
- Just forget it, alright?
- Max, talk to me!
Max!
Now where are you going?
Drop it, shithead!
Take it easy!
Remove your back-up piece with your left hand!
That's it.
- Kneel down!
- What?
Kneel the f*** down!
Sh*t!
We need to talk about my sister.
Look, my partner was killed, too. We're both looking for the same person.
Yeah, you!
Who's Owen Green?
- How did you get that name?
- Natasha called...
Don't say her name!
I heard her call him, OK?
Owen was probably the last person who saw her alive.
Yeah?
Except for the guy that left his wallet lying by the body.
Does that sound like something a homicide cop gets wrong?
Whoever killed your sister
probably did the same thing to my partner an maybe my...
Look, you wanna help, help me find Owen Green!
Right here.
Green is on the top floor.
You know what I do for a living. You try anything and I'll kill you.
- Who's this guy.
Some jerk my sister used to know.
Owen. Owen, open up!
Owen.
Owen.
Hey!
Owen.
Hey, Owen.
They're coming.
Owen, look at me!
I know Natasha called you. You know what happened to her?
She's gone.
They took her.
Owen?
Owen, just relax.
They took her upon their wings.
They took her.
Owen?
Jesus!
You know it isn't anything new.
People jump out of windows. They go crazy for no reason.
It just happens.
Natasha got all her work done here.
I'll have to call back, OK?
- Can I help you with something?
- Yeah.
What if I wanted this tattoo?
You in the Marine Corps?
- This one.
- What's it mean?
That's a Norse valkyrie.
Vikings used to wear them for protection.
Valkyries fly over the battlefield,
picking out the righteous dead.
They reward the people who draw first blood.
A soldier's angel.
In Norse mythology, the only way you get to go to heaven
is to die in violence.
You die in your sleep, you go to hell.
Protection from what?
- Huh?
- What do you mean "Huh"?
You said people get the tattos for protection.
What are they afraid of?
Please!
This is far enough.
I need to speak with Lincoln.
Are you expecting company there, Lincoln?
Safe measures I know.
- I heard about your sister.
- Yeah?
You know anything about it?
She will not be the last.
What about the tattoos?
What would they mean? The wings?
He mocks them.
And what does that mean?
The devil is building his army.
Yeah?
Does this devil have a name?
Vinnie.
The one you are looking for is Lupino.
A place called Ragnarock.
It's an old club, east side.
Listen.
You still got a thing with the cops, right?
See if they learn anything about a Detective Max Payne.
Max Payne?
- What?
- Max Payne, he's been hunting.
Three years of kicking down doors.
He's looking for something that god wants to stay hidden.
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