Paparazzi Page #6

- You can't do th- Ohh!

- What can't I do?

Ooh, the cops are here.

Okay. Okay.

Gotta make this right. Yeah. Okay.

This worked out so perfect, Rex. I don't

think I could've written it any better myself.

It's just a shame I can't tell anyone.

Except you.

I can tell you, can't I, Rex?

I feel like I can share anything with you.

I feel the need to share.

Bo.!

In here, Detective.! Upstairs.!

You ready for

the last act, Rex? Huh?

Thank God.

Detective, thank God you called me.

You- You saved my life.

Wait a second! He's the one-

I owe you one.

He almost killed me.

Come on, now, Bo.

Give me the gun.

Take it easy. Okay?

It's over.

- Just put the gun down.

- Okay. Yeah. Yeah, yeah.

Come on.

Yeah.

Get this piece of sh*t

out of my house.

All right, come on. Get up.

Come on. Get up!

Cuff this moron.

Get him out of here.

Okay.

Okay, okay.

- Oww!

- Photographer, my ass.

Hey. I'll be out in a week.

Just another great story

for Rex Harper.

In a week you'll be somebody's wife.

Come on.

Hey, Russell, come on.

Mr. Harper,

what were you doing here?

- Any response to the rape allegations?

- Were you and Wendell lovers?

- Did you kill Kevin Rosner?

- What about Wendell Stokes?

- Give us a sound bite!

- All right, we're comin' through!

Let me through.

Get out of my way!

He's on his last shot. I'm headed

towards him now. Can you hang on?

Bo. Hospital.

This is Bo.

Hi, Daddy.

Oh, my boy!

- Hello, son.

- Hi, Daddy.

Hi!

- I missed you, buddy.

- I missed you too.

- Bo Laramie!

- Hey, Matthew.

- Congratulations.

- Thank you, sir.

Good to meet you, man.

Hey, meet my family. This is my wife Abby.

Abby? Matthew.

- My son Zach.

- What do you say, Zach? Proud of your dad, huh?

- Oh, yeah!

- Oh, yeah? All right.

- Keep up the good work.

- I will.

Nice to meet y'all. Zach, take care of them.

Y'all have a good night.

- Ready, Bo?

- Yeah, yeah.

- All right, son, I'm gonna go take some pictures.

- Okay!

Sweetheart, see you in the car.

Little baby girl.

See ya, honey.

Beautiful.

- Are you ready, honey?

- Yeah.

Okay. This way.

I love you, Bo!

- Bo!

- Come on, Bo! Big smile!

Bo.! Over here, man.!

Turn around.! Turn around.!

Hey, Bo!

Packin' on a few pounds

there, Laramie?

As a matter of fact, I am.

Looks good on me, doesn't it?

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