Night Train Page #5

Hey, what's going on?

Make sure you bag evidence.

Miles, I'm gonna be

staying on board the Nightingale,

and when we pull into the station,

the train will be impounded

as evidence.

Miles! I have

a loose air hose. I'm out of tape.

Get me out of this sardine can!

Hey!

Hey!

Hey, what are you doing?

Hey, what are you doing?

Hey!

Hey, I can't breathe! Hey!

Hey! I can't f***ing breathe!

I can't breathe!

I can't breathe!

I need you to go

to the baggage car,

take all the suitcases,

and bring them back to the sleeper.

All the suitcases?

For both bodies.

Wait a minute.

He's dead?

That depends on how much oxygen

he has left.

It's just you and me now.

Come on, Miles.

It's the perfect plan.

They're looking for his body.

They're on a manhunt for him.

And when they don't find it...

...they'll close the case,

and we'll be in the clear.

So you can go get the luggage.

I'm not gonna have

anything to do with this.

You want to see your wife again?

Hmm?

You're completely gone.

You know that, don't you?

But I'm all you've got,

so go get the luggage.

Now.

Pete.

Back up old man.

Back!

On your knees!

I confess.

- I'll confess to everything.

- I said get on your f***ing knees!

No!

Great, Miles.

Now we have three dead bodies

instead of two.

The man was right!

We've got to destroy it

before it destroys us!

We'll both be dead

by sunrise if we don't!

Open the floor.

- It's gone!

- Move!

Where is it?

Where did you put it?

Maybe it slid to the back.

The rear car is closed.

- Where is it, Frankie?

- Huh?

Where did you put it?

You took it.

I don't know

what you're talking about.

Hey, I know you have it!

You're the only one else with a key!

- Miles...

- Come on. Where is it?

It's mine now.

I'm keeping the gold for myself.

Gold?

Hey, listen to me, kid.

I got locked out.

Listen, what you saw wasn't real!

Yeah, right.

The gold was fake.

That's why you

threw a dead body off the train

and lied to the cops to keep it.

It is all a trick in your head.

There is no gold, no diamonds,

no rubies or emeralds.

- Nothing, not a goddamn thing.

- Miles, give it up.

Don't screw up your life over this.

Trust me.

Trust you?

Is that a joke?

You don't trust me

to watch over your precious train,

but you trust a bunch of strangers,

no problem.

I tell you I got a baby on the way,

and I need help,

and what do you say to me?

"Get a better job."

Well, Miles, f*** you! F*** you!

This isn't you talking, kid.

When you look inside of it,

it changes you.

Don't call me "kid" anymore.

Don't call me "kid" anymore!

You're nothing but an old man

who's done jack sh*t with his life.

You're a loser.

You can't even take care of

your own wife dying in the hospital.

I'm not gonna be anything like you.

I'll be able to provide for my family.

Argh! God!

Get away from him!

- Stop this train, right now!

- Stop it! Stop it!

- Stop the goddamn train!

- I can't from this car!

You'd better stop the train

in the next 60 seconds,

or I'm gonna start digging

into vital organs.

The emergency brake

is in the other car!

- Stop lying!

- That's the truth!

He's right!

- He's right.

- Shut up!

And you better tell me

where you hid what belongs to me!

Stop the goddamn train!

I love you.

Please. Please help me.

Oh!

Frankie?

- Oh! What? What is it?

- We have to go, Mrs. Froy. Now!

- What?

- Now, now.

- Miles, what are we doing in here?

- Shh, shh!

We've got to be quiet.

Those men out there are killers.

Oh, Miles, you're mistaken!

Be quiet!

They already killed Frank...

They both had to be killed...

...because they were both in my way.

The legend's true. It heats up

when somebody has to die.

He'd been searching for it for years,

obsessed, just like those others.

He never used

the same disguise twice.

Don't worry.

I won't kill you.

Unless...

...I looked inside it, right?

That should cool it down.

What is it?

Where did it come from?

Depends on who you ask.

The man who came on board,

Mr. Gutman,

he said that anyone who looked

inside of it would be dead by sunrise.

That's what everyone says.

I looked inside.

What are you doing?

I'm going to destroy it, what else?

Mr. Gutman said there's a key

to open it and once it's opened,

it can be smashed into oblivion.

Step away from the sink!

His dead body

is still in the sleeper car.

- The key must be on it somewhere.

- I'm like you, Miles. I do my job.

But don't you want to destroy it?

I want my government

to check it before I do.

Hey, hey! Don't shoot!

He's my engineer.

Why'd you come back here?

Walkies are out.

Controls are dead.

The train can't stop!

- It seems to run on its own.

- Call dispatch!

There's no radio, no phones.

We're being diverted

to a dead end track.

We're gonna crash.

Over here.

We've got to separate the wheel car.

Detach the coupler with a crowbar.

We got to do it now, fast.

Hello, Miles.

That old lady

should have known better.

When you fire at someone,

you should hit a vital organ.

Preferably the brain.

Get that crowbar of yours.

It wants us to kill each other.

Why should we let it win?

It'll kill you, maybe.

But never me.

I'm the one it's been searching for,

for all these years.

I'm the only one

that it really wants.

Why do you think it protected me

from that bullet, huh?

It loves me.

It really loves me.

And I love it.

Miss!

Come on, take my hand!

I'm not...

Take my hand.

Come on, Miss!

Come on!

Grab my hand!

Grab my hand!

Grab my hand! Grab it!

Grab my... No.

I beat you.

Go. No.

Poochie.

No!

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