Murder of a Cat Page #6

- Is that right? Is that what I did?

- I...

Huh? You got all the answers now?

Huh? You think that Yi Kim

is stealing from Al Ford, is that it?

Al Ford doesn't get scammed

by weirdo stock boys!

Product photos for resale, you see?

He's stealing them

in surplus crossbow boxes

and handing them off,

thousands of dollars' worth.

I just don't know who the fence is.

Son of a b*tch.

- Greta.

- What? Wait.

Well, she knew, but... but she... she...

actually, I don't think she knew. She's...

is everybody in the world

trying to f*** me?

Wait. Ford!

Ford, what the hell are you doing?

Where are you going?

What are you doing?

This is my battle, too.

I don't give a sh*t.

Hey. We just passed Yi's.

Uh...

Ford, where are we going?

What the hell are we doing here?

Greta! Greta!

Did you really think I wouldn't find out?

I know exactly what's going on!

Jeez... hey! What... are you deaf?

Hey! You want to hurt me? Huh?

Ford, I'm telling you, it's Yi!

She's got nothing to do with this.

Greta, I don't know!

Oh! What the hell?

Huh? How about that?

Ford! She... aah! Stop it!

I know exactly what's going on,

you crazy b*tch!

Ford! Oh, my...

How about that?

You want to hurt me? I'll hurt you!

Are you insane?

I got nothing to do with this.

Ford, I told you, she is innocent!

You idiot.

She's the fence.

How could you?

You're the fence?

Just get out of here, Clinton.

I don't ever want to see you again.

Go!

Ma, not now.

Okay. I just want to ask you a question.

Yeah, and I would like the truth.

Um, okay.

Did you tell Frank that I have AIDS?

Ah! Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Well...

it was in a certain context.

Mom, what... what are you doing?

Hey! Hey!

Stop it! Stop... It was a joke, Ma!

Hoyle obviously

has no sense of humor. Stop!

Frank was right. I have spoiled you.

This is for your own good!

Hoyle said that?

You're gonna take his side

over your own child?

Have you noticed that you're a grown man?

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

- You're a grown man!

- Ma, you know how much this is worth?

They're worth nothing! Look at this!

- Stop it!

- You've humiliated me!

Ma, this is an original! Ma!

Go sleep at the bus stop!

Ma, I'll die out here!

Ford.

Ford's the fence.

He's stealing from himself.

Ford, I know everything.

No, turn the flashlight off.

Yi?

Clintonio.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God, Yi.

Did Ford do this to you?

Clintonio...

your pocket.

What the... what the hell is that?

I... I don't under... I don't understa...

Shh.

How... all right. I'm... I'm...

Yi, I'm calling the police.

- Okay?

- Okay.

I... wait. Okay.

Guys... guys, what's going on?

Greta bear...

Greta? Where is she?

- She needs you.

- Where is she?

Avignon.

Avignon. The bar.

The bar. She's at the bar. Okay.

All right, he's gonna be okay.

Just call the police.

Ford?

Yeah, come on out.

You had to have everything, huh?

You put up your Megastore

in our little town

and run out all the small businesses,

including mine.

And you turned a massive profit.

But that wasn't enough for you.

The palace, the fast cars.

No, you needed another chandelier

for your chandelier.

So what did you do?

You ran a scam from the inside.

And you were sitting pretty

until your assistant manager

caught wind of it and quit on you.

And then what'd you do?

You had to shut her up, right?

You killed her beloved cat

with an untraceable crossbow.

You sick bastard.

But you didn't count on that cat

having another owner, did you?

A pinhead.

A loser.

A guy out for the truth.

Well, you want the truth now, Ford?

You're the loser.

"America's family store"? Pathetic.

I may be a loser,

but at least I'm not a phony.

It's all over, Ford.

I got all the evidence right here.

Are you...

are you crying?

I'm broke.

I got nothing.

The store has been in the red for months.

Ford's Megastore?

My wife, she took everything.

I am a phony, kid.

You're right about that.

My whole life's been an act.

I played Biff in the Ohio State production

of "Death of a Salesman."

The "Lantern" said it

was an inspired performance.

Theater...

that was my dream.

I... one year, I had...

I had head shots made up. Look at this.

Right here.

I brought them home.

My dad looked at them, and he just...

he just started laughing.

He thought I was joking.

And I was so embarrassed

that I didn't know what to do.

So I just...

I just laughed along with him, you know?

The irony is, I got stuck

with one role for a lifetime...

of...

Al Ford.

And I finally had this...

one last chance at happiness.

And...

she's in love with somebody else.

Who are you talking about?

- Greta.

- Greta?

What?

You... and the...

Oh...

Greta?

Hey!

Greta? Hey!

Clinton?

Greta.

Oh, my God. Are you okay?

I think so.

- Oh, God. Greta.

- Oh, God.

Don't move.

- Hey!

- Don't do it, Al.

Shut up.

It was you.

You loved that cat more than you loved me.

Come on, Greta.

This... this is crazy.

Look, let's forget about all this.

Let's get out of here, to Brussels.

We can go, like we talked about.

Walks in the Sonian Forest?

You want me to run away with you?

You need help, Al.

I need you!

You killed my cat!

Ah, God, the cat. The cat!

The goddamn cat was a mistake. Move!

Just put it down, Al.

Please get out of the way.

You've hurt her enough.

I'm not gonna let you do it.

I'm not moving.

If you want to shoot somebody,

you got to shoot me, God damn it.

Agh!

Oh, my God!

He actually sh... shot me.

I got you.

Oh, my God, it's...

yeah, it's starting to hurt.

Agh!

Stop! Enough! Please!

I don't think I can handle another one.

Greta...

Oh, Greta!

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

It's okay. It's okay.

Al!

Al!

Al! Wait!

Don't do it.

No. No, no, don't, don't!

It's not worth it! Don't do it!

Plus, I don't even think

it'll actually work.

You'll probably just end up deformed.

I got nothing.

Al Ford doesn't.

But maybe you do.

Greta...

Greta...

we did it.

- We did it.

- Okay.

We did it.

God?

God?

Sucks.

Do me a favor, kid.

Take care of my ma.

I'm not gonna make it.

It's just a flesh wound, Clinton.

Well, two flesh wounds.

You're gonna be fine, bud.

I found this.

Ah. Keep it.

It's yours now.

Hoyle?

I'll give this collar to you.

Shut up, Clinton.

Let's get this guy to the hospital.

Come on.

Hey.

I know you.

You're Al Ford,

the guy in that commercial.

Nah.

Not anymore.

Hey, let me get that for you.

Thank you.

Sure.

You know, I've kind of

always wanted a limp.

Well, take it easy, there, Duke.

You're just jealous

because I'm a better detective.

You kids ready? Come on, shake a leg.

And we're off

in a cloud of nuts and bolts.

Can we make a quick stop?

Hi. Hi.

Huh?

Hey, little guy. What's your name?

I'm Bartleby.

Bartleby.

So, how's it going, Bartleby?

Well, you know, same old, same old.

Life behind bars is rough, but...

I should be up for parole soon.

That's great news, Bart.

So, uh...

I know I just met you, but...

I kind of miss you, Bart.

Ditto.

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