Out for Justice Page #5

around here all night for you.

What you been waiting on?

What?

Waiting on if you need us.

What happened to your nose?

Gino came around, playing the role.

Busting up the place.

What, you ain't got a piece?

You got a piece behind the bar.

You let him do that to your face?

Why didn't you whack him?

All I heard was you clipped Bobby.

Now I gotta whack a cop too?

Nobody has to worry about you

stepping on your dick.

You know how wacko he gets!

And with you doing Bobby like that!

You're mistaking me

for someone that gives a sh*t.

If Gino and me bang heads,

he'll be racked in a closed casket.

You saying you won't

let him take you?

What are you, a clown?

Take me? Take me where?

You let one motherf***er take you!

It ain't just Gino. Bulls are banging

doors all over the neighborhood.

Frankie's guys are back!

Them too! Every couple of hours

a different bunch comes slapping me.

Stop whining like a c*nt

and get your piece.

I can't.

Don't let me see you again.

Don't ever f***ing

let me see you again.

Good evening, fellas.

Nice to see you again.

Never mind the bullshit.

Where the f*** is he?

Over here, Sal.

You lose.

Who's she?

She brought me to the girlfriend.

She just identified the body...

...so she's a little upset.

Did you have breakfast this morning?

Good. Because it ain't pretty.

- What is it?

- They killed Allie and three of the guys.

It's no good.

Let's find Richie.

O'Kelly, get upstairs and make them

photograph that thing right.

You got it.

This is what I found in Bobby's desk.

Bobby was doing this one and

the one in the car at the same time.

From the extreme rigor mortis

in the body, it looks like...

...time of death, 24 hours ago.

Before Bobby.

I'm getting too old for this sh*t.

I know what you mean.

Keep it down.

My sister's sleeping.

Wake her up.

We ain't disturbing you, are we?

Rica, come here.

We're wanting a little party.

I want a little party.

Kind of my going-away party.

Right, Bobby?

Right, Rich.

You ain't got a problem

with that, do you?

No, Rich. No problem.

Angie? Get me Gino.

It's Picolino.

Call up Willy the Pimp.

Have him send over his best broads.

Nobody will say you hung out

with me just for the money.

Richie, please. Come on.

I'll take care of you.

I'll take care of you.

Hey, boys!

We're gonna have us

a good time tonight.

Big time, Richie. Big time.

It's my night! My last night!

Who is it?

How you doing, Laura?

Good. Okay.

I couldn't sleep after Vick left.

So I had a bath.

I'm better now.

What are you doing?

What are you looking for?

No! No, Gino, that's my purse.

Give me that. Gino, stop!

What's this?

What is this?

Is this what Richie threw on Bobby

after he shot him?

That was fast thinking.

Just like a good cop's wife would.

You know what I think?

I think you found this somewhere...

...and got so mad

you couldn't see straight.

And you sent one to Richie, never

dreaming he might actually kill Bobby.

I took it because

I wanted to protect him.

See, this is Roxanne, here.

Twenty-four years old.

Richie killed her first.

No. You got it all wrong.

I only took it

so people wouldn't know.

Bobby was dirty, wasn't he?

Or maybe...

...he was just doing Richie's

girlfriend at the same time.

I don't think so.

I think Bobby always wanted

to be like somebody else.

He liked Richie's lifestyle, his money.

And you knew he was dirty.

Bobby's gone now.

So are lots of others.

I didn't want to kill him.

I just wanted to save my marriage.

Come here, Laura.

I want my Bobby back.

I want him back.

You have an emergency phone call

from Picolino.

Patch me through right now.

Listen to me, Picolino.

I know that place.

Get out of the neighborhood. Now.

You in or out?

I'm in.

Hands on the f***ing table!

What's going on?

My buddy Gino's here.

I gotta go play.

F*** you, cop!

In the bathroom!

What're you gonna do?

What are you gonna do, arrest me?

I'm out of bullets!

That's a shame.

Those bullets could've

saved you a lot of pain.

I like pain, you know.

I'll kill you.

That's for Bobby.

- What happened?

- I took one right here.

What're you doing with my gun?

What the hell is wrong with you?

Jesus Christ!

- You did the right thing.

- I did the right thing?

I'm sorry it had to be this way.

Tell the boss what you did.

Do the ritual thing.

Are you sick?

Just a little.

Put him in a f***ing trunk in Jersey.

That sounds great, but...

...can't we have dinner in the city,

me and you alone sometime?

I won't even bring my beeper.

Speaking of food,

I could go for...

...a chili hot dog with

cheese and french fries.

Not for nothing. It's 9:00 a.m.

Eat here, you'll have gangrene by noon.

I'm going to buy you

a nice romantic...

Yo, fucknuts!

You talking to me?

You the guy who threw a puppy

out of the car the other day?

- What's your business, anyway?

- I'm an animal lover.

Animal lover?

You don't mind your business,

I'll stuff you in a bag...

...and throw you out a window.

- You a tough guy?

- I'll show you how tough I am.

My balls!

Oh, Vick, look over here!

Is that a police dog, or what?

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