Meeting Evil Page #4

It's their nature.

Once you know that,

you can take anything you want from them.

-People like what?

-The herd, John. The herd.

Turn the siren on.

There's a barricade.

Stick your hand out the window and wave.

Do it.

Big grin on. Big, silly grin.

Just a bunch of cowards hiding behind

an army of badges and guns.

-It's not gonna work again.

-No, probably won't.

We're marked men.

We can't go on hiding forever.

-You ready to fight?

-I didn't do anything wrong.

I told you, John.

We're in this together,

whether you like it or not.

This is it for me. I'm finished.

Stop the car. Stop the f***ing car!

You think you're better than me, that it?

I'm the only person

that hadn't given up on you, John.

Yeah?

That's why you got a gun pointed at my face?

Take it from me! Be a f***ing man!

John, what is it you really want?

Is it that hard for you to say what you want?

Just say it.

I want you to leave me alone, okay?

Is that all?

-I want out of this car.

-All right.

-Get out.

-So you shoot me in the back?

I could have killed you 1 00 times over today.

If you want to believe the lie,

then go on living your life.

The world is evil, John.

It's just plain evil.

That's the truth.

You done?

If you are.

How hard was that?

One more thing.

Remember you invited me to your house

to meet your wife?

I'll tell Joanie you said hi.

How do you know my wife's name?

Hope she cooks good.

I do love a good home-cooked meal.

Stop!

John Jr.

Not now.

You sure you don't want to speak in private?

Is there some reason we should?

You know your husband got fired today?

No, I didn't.

But you do know he was having an affair?

I believe I said as much.

You're also aware you have

a life insurance policy on him?

And he's got one on me, too.

Ma'am...

You ever want your husband gone?

Excuse Mommy for one second.

You think you can walk into my home

and disrespect me and my family?

I will take you down so quick,

your undies will be strung

around your neck like a doily.

And if you think I'm going to suddenly

burst into tears

and tell you all my deepest, darkest secrets,

well, then you're just lamebrained enough

to think that you know

anything about my family.

And God knows, from looking at you,

you don't have a clue

about what it means to be a good wife.

You're right. I don't know.

Don't placate me.

I will slap that smug look off your face

before you can get your fat ass off my couch.

Now, I don't know how a functionally

retarded person got a police badge,

but unless you've come to arrest me,

you can waddle out of here

with the rest of the birds.

And make sure John gets home

safe and sound.

And go ahead and grab

a Girl Scout cookie on your way out.

They're fat free.

Just curious,

why'd you let your daughter listen

and cover your son's ears?

So she knows how to defend herself,

and he remembers how to speak to a lady.

Well, sh*t.

Excuse me.

Give me a hand! I need help!

I need some help please!

Come on, please, I need some help!

They're gonna kill my wife!

Come on, I need some help!

Do you understand that?

Freeze!

On the ground, hurry.

Don't move, don't move.

You are wasting time.

How's that?

This guy is gonna kill my family.

Do you get that?

-Richie?

-Yeah.

The black man in a suit with a fedora?

Driving an old muscle car in the suburbs

that no one else has seen?

Look, sir, you don't get it.

You've got to get somebody to my house

and get my family out of there!

My deputy was just at your house.

Your wife doesn't want to leave.

Sir...

-She doesn't understand what's going on.

-Understand what?

This guy, he can kill anyone. Okay?

Then, why didn't he kill you?

I don't know.

He wants something from me, all right?

I don't know what.

He was pretending like he was my friend.

Pretending?

Look, I'll do whatever you want, all right?

Just get somebody to my house

and get my family out.

-Tell the truth.

-Look, God...

I've been f***ing telling you the truth!

I don't believe your truth.

Well, then, I should talk to somebody else,

'cause you don't know

what the f***'s going on.

The witnesses all ID you and you alone.

He was following me.

Your house is being foreclosed.

Bank account's empty. Savings worthless.

You're past due on all your credit cards.

And you got fired from your job today.

What does that sound like to you?

Bad luck?

Sounds like motive to me.

I put myself in your shoes and, well,

can't say it makes any sense,

but sometimes a man just gives up.

Well, I have faith.

You're an unfortunate man.

Sir, do you honestly believe

that I made this all up?

You think I killed all those people

because I'm in debt

and I lost my f***ing job?

Look, just find Tammy.

Turn left.

Him.

Definitely the guy.

I do get paid for this, right?

Straight forward.

It's like they can see me there.

Are you sure they can't see me?

-Get him out of here.

-Yes, sir.

Come on, you did great.

She ripped you a new one.

You knew I was gonna get it handed to me?

I also knew you were gonna get something.

She's having an affair.

Contractor working on the house.

-Building a pool.

-Pool guy?

Got him shitting bricks in the holding cell.

-Anything smart come out of his mouth?

-Not a peep.

It's hard to tell what he's not guilty of.

Makes like a chicken. Then he clucks.

Keep on plucking.

You think he knew

his wife was screwing the pool guy?

Too bad.

Looks like a nice enough guy.

We don't see much of your type here.

Go figure.

Cup of joe?

Hungry?

-Let me get the pork chops, please.

-Sure.

You want limas or fries with that?

I'd like both.

Hope you bread those chops nice.

Can I get extra gravy with that?

Yes, sir.

You got a problem?

You see this uniform?

Respect the uniform.

Or I'm gonna have to take something

from you that I can't give back.

You understand?

You know what your partner wants?

On the house, of course.

Come here, sweetheart.

Come on, come closer. Come on.

Suspect has been shot,

suspect has been shot.

I repeat, please send backup

and paramedics immediately.

John! Oh, my God.

-Who is this?

-Tammy Strate.

-Tammy?

-Yes.

Are you okay?

She corroborated everything he said,

Richie and all.

You, come with me.

-What the f*** do you think you're doing?

-It's not him.

Everything he said, she backs it up.

Doesn't mean it's true, God damn it!

Local just reported three more murders,

and he said he shot and killed the perp.

Positive ID?

"Tall, thin black man" was the description

the officer gave on the radio.

Get over there now. I'll deal with this.

What is she doing here?

I'm just trying to help.

I think you've done enough for this family.

We brought your wife as you requested.

I'm sorry.

Go say hi to Daddy.

Richie was just reported shot and killed

by an officer a few minutes ago.

Just to be safe, there will be police officers

at your house for the next few days

until we complete our investigation.

What, to keep an eye on me?

My men will be protecting your family.

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