Out of Time Page #7

What? You think Chris

did this to my face?

l think you should put

your gun on the floor.

- What?

- Put it down, Matt.

l didn't think l could do this, but l will.

- You set this up?

- Matt, put your gun on the floor.

- Are you sure?

- Mm-hm.

- Don't do this, Ann.

- Where's the money?

Oh, Jesus!

So you...

We didn't mean anything

to each other, huh? Huh?

- lt's not important.

- So, what? lt was just all an act?

- Where's the money?

- Look at me and say you didn't mean it.

- Look at me and say...

- Some of it! Some of it!

- All right, then.

- l don't have any choice now.

- You do have a choice.

- Matt!

l've known you all your life. You're not

a criminal. You know l know you.

Matt! Stop!

What?

OK. All right, high school sweetheart.

Do you think l'm playing?

l'm not playing, Matt.

Damn!

- l'm sorry, l was aiming for your arm.

- You missed!

- Where is it?

- Outside the door.

- Show me!

- All right! All right, all right.

Just calm down. Calm down, Ann.

Just wait a minute. Wait.

Don't shoot me, OK? l'm just gonna..

Show me!

- Here it is.

- Put it down.

- Listen. Wait. Don't shoot.

- l'm so sorry.

l'm the one that got you the money.

l'm trying to save your life.

lt wasn't all an act, baby, it wasn't.

But l can't live broke.

Life ain't sh*t when you're broke.

- Sh*t!

- Wait, wait, Ann.

God, no, Ann! Wait! No! Ann!

(gunshot)

Oh, God. No.

- Anyone else up here?

- No.

(gasps)

How'd you find me?

- Are you hit?

- No, l'm OK. l'm all right.

Hey. lt's Alex. Get me an ambulance and

a med examiner. l'm at the... No, l'm fine.

l'm at the end of Runyon Road

on the dock. Hurry.

Did you kill Paul Cabot?

No. He...

No. lt was self-defence. He attacked me

and l was trying to get the money back.

And you were just gonna

hand the money back, just like that?

- That's what l was trying to do, Alex.

- Then what's that over there, Matt?

(sirens approaching)

- What you got?

- The Harrisons' bodies are upstairs.

- The real ones.

- Agh!

They were working for Cabot.

Chief found out they were here and,

basically, he took care of business. Right?

- Right.

- Let's move.

- Good job.

- Thank you.

Thank you very much.

Your guy never showed up, Whitlock.

- Agent Stark?

- Yeah.

l don't care if you're injured or not.

l want that evidence money.

Or you'll be looking at...

Hey! Hey, where the hell is

Southeast 63rd Street in Miami?

- 53rd Street, Chae.

- No.

- l told you 53rd Street, not 63rd.

- No, you did not.

- Yes, l did.

- l can quote you.

You said ''Those a**holes from the DEA

are at 8400 Southeast 63rd Street.''

l'm sorry, Agent Stark. l said:

''Those a**holes from the DEA

are at 8400 Southeast 53rd.''

- 63rd.

- l said... Never mind.

Just give 'em the money.

Give 'em the money.

You don't have to count it,

it's all there. Have a safe ride home.

Come on.

- lt is all there, right?

- Mm. Most of it.

lt's all there.

- That was pretty good.

- Little over the top, but...

- Which part?

- Your part.

My part? You came in here screaming...

- What happened?

- Just never leave your wife.

- That's what happened to me.

- l'd take the bullet.

Be careful there. lt's a classic, OK?

That grillwork comes from France.

- How you feeling? Excuse us.

- Yes, ma'am.

Did you love her?

No.

Why would you do this, then?

Because l'm...

Because l'm stupid. Because l'm...

l thought l was doing the right thing,

trying to help her. But there's no excuse.

Sometimes people,

you know, do stupid things.

Especially when they're still in love.

- Thank you.

- (ambulance crewman) Let's go.

(sighs)

(door opens)

Chae?

Hello.

Hey.

How you doing? l thought you were Chae.

He called all worked up about something.

- l'm OK.

- You want to sit down?

Yeah.

- How you doing?

- Good.

- l asked that already?

- Yes.

- You want something? You want a beer?

- Yes.

l don't have any left.

Share mine, then.

So, what brings you down this way?

- Just needed to move the rest of my stuff.

- OK.

That's cool, l guess.

- Your house is a mess.

- (Chae) Hey, Matt.

This came for you at the station.

- Hi, Chae.

- Hey.

You opened it? You opened my mail?

Why do you always open my mail?

l just opened it. Read it. See?

They just want you to fill out the forms.

''Claim amount payable to the beneficiary

for the sum of one million dollars''?

- What?

- (Chae) We're rich.

- Nah.

- Huh? We're rich. How about that?

- One million dollars?

- Easy, Chae. He can't take that money.

- l can't?

- Why not?

- No, you can't. lt's a conflict of interest.

- Bullshit. He's the legal beneficiary.

- And he's one of the arresting officers.

- What's that got to do with anything?

- Tell him the trouble you can get in.

- A lot.

Matt, it's a million bucks. lt's the chance

of a lifetime. No! Don't be nuts.

No, Chae. As his wife, l'm telling you

he's not taking that money.

- As my wife?

- As your wife.

Matt, come on.

Oh, come on, don't fall for that.

- What do you mean, as my wife?

- As your wife.

You said you came

to move your stuff, right?

Move it back in.

This is great. Congratulations.

- You serious?

- Yeah.

Are you gonna behave? l'm actually

afraid to leave you by yourself.

Like the lrish sweepstakes, man, huh?

You know? Matt?

You can do this later. lt's a million bucks.

Come on, let's not lose focus, huh?

Honeymoon fund. Nursery wing for the...

Matt, this is the... the... golden pot

at the end of the storm thing cloud. Matt!

Just sign it before you go in, huh? Matt!

l won't let you do this to yourself.

l'll be out here when you're finished.

l can wait you out. l can wait

three minutes. l'm a patient man, Matt.

Come on, Matt!

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