Misconduct Page #7

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You sure you want to play

this game with me?

You should probably run while

you still have a chance.

F*** you.

Yeah? Yeah.

You're in my church now,

and I suggest you leave it.

Mr. Abrams.

George. Hey, George...

Keep your hands on the table.

What's going on?

Well, you're not gonna give

me a manicure, are you?

Now, on the table.

Well, this is embarrassing

for both of us, I think.

I will crucify you.

Believe me, I will.

Enjoy your pen.

Go ahead, motherf***er!

Mr. Abrams, I need you

to put that down!

Didn't know I had that

in me, did you? Oh.

Put it on the ground

and back away from the weapon.

Oh, it has come

to this, hasn't it?

It has come to this.

You do the wrong thing

for the right reasons.

You stretch yourself

beyond the limits.

You want to see a man

ain't got no limits?

You're going to jail.

Criminals go to jail.

I'm sorry about this, 'cause...

I don't like this kind of thing.

Please pardon the theatrics.

I'm not gonna stand by and watch

this settlement fall apart!

If we don't find him, a lot

of people gonna get hurt.

- Understand?

- I understand, Charles.

You having second thoughts?

I'm dying.

I know that.

Why'd you ever come work for me?

I agreed to work for you

because I thought you and

I wanted the same thing,

the truth.

There's no truth in the law.

Everybody lies.

Stop searching for it.

Ain't gonna find it, so...

Neither will you.

I'm gonna miss you, too, Dougie.

Yep. Yeah.

Look, look, it's not like we're

moving to China, allright?

We're just moving

a couple hours away.

How about we facetime on the

weekends? How's that sound?

Allright. You're a good man,

Dougie. I'll see you later.

Hey. Hey.

What's wrong?

I'm gonna ask you this one time,

and I need you

to tell me the truth.

Okay.

Why does this smell

like Emily's perfume?

I mean, you don't

even wear perfume.

It was an accident.

I went to confront Emily,

and she was weird.

She was high...

And she slapped me.

And I was so mad

at her... and you.

The guy in the church, he knew.

In the back of your mind, I

thought that you knew, too.

I pushed her. She fell.

Her head hit the table

and she didn't get up.

I could have helped her,

but I didn't help her because

I thought that if she...

If her heart stopped beating,

then mine would stop hurting.

It kind of did.

It's okay.

It's just us.

Well, we've got a busy day

ahead of us tomorrow.

I'm gonna finish packing.

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