No Remorse Page #6

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So when I'm thinking right,

two drinks a day

is about right for me.

Don't let me fall asleep.

My mom's bringing the boys

back in the morning.

So, how did you feel?

Awful.

Awful's one word.

How about a sentence?

When Jenn and I were together,

I tried to pay attention

to what she wanted.

If she was happy,

I always said to myself,

"I'm happy."

Wasn't true, but I thought

that it ought to be true,

so I insisted on

trying to make it true,

matter how unhappy

it made both of us.

Town Council's gonna let

everybody go, Rose.

(LAUGHS)

JESSE:
(ON ANSWERING MACHINE)

This is Jesse.

Leave a message.

(ANSWERING MACHINE BEEPS)

Jesse, he's here.

Pack of Fife's, please.

(PHONE RINGING)

Hello.

JESSE:
Jealousy

is a powerful thing.

Who is this?

Where do you keep

your .22 revolver, Alan?

How did you get

this number?

You're much too smart

to leave it lying around.

So where'd you hide it?

I do not own

any firearms.

You mean you do not own any

legally-acquired firearms.

Same thing.

Not hardly, Alan.

I'm going to hang up.

Okay.

Alan, you're still there.

I guess you want

to know what I know.

Did you know the woman

had three children?

Horrible tragedy.

What do you want, Stone?

Jesse. What do I want?

Well, I want you to

go to the State

Homicide Commander

and explain how

and why you did this.

Did what?

You're not gonna talk

to Captain Healy,

are you, Alan?

I know you have

issues, Stone.

Jesse.

Are you drinking

right now, Jesse?

I'm talking to you, Alan.

Did you do the third one

because I showed up at Gino's?

I deeply resent that, Alan.

I don't think

you're psychotic.

(LAUGHS) Well, thank you.

Now sociopaths,

they feel no remorse,

they have no conscience.

They feel no obligation

even to the families

of the people they prey on.

They just don't care.

But then you know that.

What? No clever response?

You're a cold, ruthless,

sociopathic son of a b*tch.

So what?

I'm going to

haunt you, Alan?

If what you're saying is true,

there's really nothing you can

do about it.

Sure there is,

I could just shoot you.

You'll be wanting

to talk to me.

How do you know?

We read the same books.

I'll be sitting at an

outside table at Milly's.

I believe you know

the place. 3:
00.

I won't be there.

(SIGHS)

(VOMITING)

(EMILY EXCLAIMING)

Open it up. Open it up!

Put the money in the bag.

Hurry up!

(WHIMPERING)

Hurry up. Hurry up!

Pick it up! Hurry up!

Okay. Okay. Okay.

Police!

Put the gun on the counter

and back away from her!

I want to see your

hands at all times.

(LAUGHS)

Do it.

Put the revolver on

the passenger seat.

With your right hand,

give me the keys.

Put this on your right wrist

I'll bet you know how.

Give me your left hand.

You don't wanna mess

with those two inside.

Those cops are man-eaters.

(WOMAN SCREAMING)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(PEOPLE EXCLAIMING)

(SIGHS)

Was he meeting you?

Don't ask.

I just did.

I was just having coffee

at my favorite

gay bar, Officer.

Did he have the weapon?

No.

He dumped it.

Maybe I pushed too hard.

You sure it was him?

Pretty sure.

Proof?

Just because there's no proof

doesn't mean it isn't true.

So you got

a look at the plates?

No plates.

You got a candidate?

I got a nominee.

He'll have an alibi.

He will.

Why would Gino

take the risk?

I guess Alan

was a bigger one.

How am I gonna be

sure it was him?

You'd be pretty sure

if the killings stop.

It's not gonna help

me with the press.

That's way above

my pay grade.

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(SIGHING)

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

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