Out of the Furnace Page #5
from inside a jail cell.
Am I making myself clear, gentlemen?
Yes, sir, you are.
All right. Then I'll follow you out.
That boy was always troubled.
Ever since he was a little kid.
You could see it in his eyes.
Especially after your mama died.
Hey, Russell.
Wesley.
I just heard
from the Jersey police.
They found your brother.
He's dead.
OK.
A hunter's dog dug him up.
Sorry.
They just called me.
The coroner's gonna
examine his body.
I suspect that you'll
have him back by the weekend.
Place is really hard to locate.
The roads are all mostly trails.
- Let me go talk to him.
No, no, no. I got it.
It's OK.
- Yeah?
I ate enough.
I appreciate you coming over.
- I wanted to.
- Mmm.
We wanted to.
I'm really sorry.
He was put through
a lot, you know?
And so have you.
But please don't do anything.
OK?
You already tried.
You're lucky you
got out of there alive.
Let him do his job.
He's a good man, Russell.
- You want me to take it?
- No, I got it.
OK.
We may not have the...
...the fire and the flame...
...but we got something good.
You know?
Can we put this behind us?
Yeah.
Yeah.
- Thanks for dinner.
- Mm-hmm.
You ready?
Let's go.
Police!
On the ground!
Harlan DeGroat! Police!
Get down on the ground!
Get down!
The guy was expecting us.
Ooh, yeah!
Yeah! Yeah!
OK.
Every time, it's just...
Forgive me my sins, O Lord.
Forgive me my sins.
The sins of my youth...
the sins of my age,
the sins of my soul...
...the sins of my body.
My idle sins...
...my serious voluntary sins...
...the sins I know, the sins
we have concealed for so long...
...which are now
hidden from my memory.
My Jesus, forget and forgive
what we have been.
Amen.
Hey! Hey, Baze!
Russell! Come back!
Russell!
What are you doing here, man?
You can't be back here.
Wesley told me not to
let anybody back here.
- Give it up, please.
- Dan, where's that ledger?
Huh?
You can't be here.
Where's that ledger, Dan?
Russell, don't do this.
Let him handle it.
- This it?
- Russell, don't.
- You can stay if you want.
- I don't want any part of it.
What?
Harlan DeGroat?
Who wants to know?
I've taken over
John Petty's accounts.
- Who's this?
- Listen to me.
I'm willing to settle his debt.
And we can keep this deal going.
Who the f*** is this?
It don't matter.
You come to Braddock...
...the money's yours.
How the f***
did you get my number?
Who the f*** is this?
Hey, we're closed.
Uh...
Why don't you get your fat
f***ing ass in the kitchen,
fix me up a salmon burger?
See what that b*tch
has in the register.
What do you say, Dan?
- You look fit.
- Well, thanks.
- Staying out of trouble?
- Yeah, trying.
Yeah, I know what you mean.
Yeah.
So, uh...
...I hear you might have
some money for me.
Who, me?
You, somebody.
No, not me. No.
Well, do you know where
Petty keeps his money?
Uh, no... Petty, you know, he...
...he keeps everybody at arm's length.
I just tend bar.
Well, you just tend bar
from all the way back here?
- Well, I'm just...
- That's a good trick, Dan.
So let me get this straight.
You don't know where that money is?
I don't know,
honest to God, I don't.
I swear to God, I don't know.
- You swear to God?
- Yeah.
Well, if you're invoking
a deity over this,
I guess I'm mistaken.
- Yeah.
- Mmm.
A long way to drive, Dan.
Shoot
- I didn't come five hours...
I don't know!
...to not get my f***ing money!
Show me where that safe is.
OK, OK!
OK, I'll do it.
OK, all right.
Get that f***er open right now.
Wait, I gotta remember
the combination.
- Julie, call 911.
Wait a sec, I'm trying.
- I just need another number...
Three.
- ... one more number, wait...
- Two.
Just give me a second
so I can remember the numbers!
- Time's up, Dan.
Wait!
Open it!
- Wait! One more number.
Oh, God, thank God.
It's empty.
You kidding me?
Where's my f***ing money?
Motherfuckers!
No!
Dan! Oh, God, Dan.
Got a 216, shots fired.
No suspect information at this time.
You know who I am?
Get up.
Get up.
Keep going.
I'm Rodney Baze's brother.
Yeah.
Tough kid.
You hear those birds?
Don't do it, Russell!
Russell!
Drop your weapon!
Russell!
Drop it!
Walk away!
Drop it, Russell! Drop it!
Russ!
Just listen to me!
Listen to me, Russell!
Russell!
Let me make this right!
For God's sake.
"RELEASE")
I see the world
Feel the chill
Which way to go
Windowsill
I'll ride the wave
Where it takes me
I'll hold the pain
Release me
Ohh
Ohh, oh-oh
Oh, dear dad
Can you see me now?
I am myself
Like you somehow
I'll ride the wave
Where it takes me
I'll hold the pain
Release me
Ohh
Oh, dear dad
Can you see this now?
I am myself
Like you somehow
I'll wait up in the dark
For you to speak to me
I'm opened up '
Release me
Release me
Ohh, oh-oh
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