Pawn Page #4

- Oh, my God.

...negotiators are on the scene

and are attempting...

Nick was just there

to talk to Patrick.

...again, very sketchy information...

Hi. Mrs. Davenport?

Is this about Nick?

Yeah, I'm afraid it is. I'm gonna have

to ask you to come with me, please.

You might wanna get a jacket.

You, come over here.

Answer it.

Tell them you've got demands

and if they don't cooperate,

the cop will be the first to die.

- No.

- Come again?

I won't do it.

Really?

- Hello?

- Yeah, who is this?

I've got demands.

Specific demands.

What now?

Hello, hello?

Now we wait.

- What is this place?

- Just come on.

Come on.

This is Jeff Porter.

We wanna help you

with those demands,

- but we need some way to communicate.

- Well, that didn't take long.

You go out there and you tell them

we need a SUV to take us to the airport.

Once we get the SUV,

he gets four hostages.

Tell him we need a jet and a crew

waiting on the runway

fueled up and ready to go.

And once we get on board,

he gets three more hostages.

- Got that?

- Yeah.

Good.

On your way, then.

Oi, same rules as before.

Got it.

- I'm unarmed.

- So am I.

SUV and a f***ing plane?

- Are you out of your mind?

- It'll buy us time.

For what?

- Plan B.

- Which is?

Soon to be revealed, mate.

Let's just let him

keep them preoccupied, shall we?

- What's your name?

- Nick.

So how'd you get involved

in this, Nick?

I'm not involved.

I just met

my brother here for coffee.

You can ask him.

Is everyone in there okay?

No, they're not okay.

Do I look like I'm okay?

They want a SUV

to take them to the airport.

When they get the SUV,

you get four hostages.

And they want a jet

waiting for them on the runway.

When they get on the jet,

you get three more.

- The rest go with them.

- I'll see what I can do.

Make sure that SUV

gets here quick.

Hey.

So we can talk.

What did you say to him?

Exactly what you told me to.

You wouldn't be f***ing me about,

would you, boy?

- No.

- Good.

Oi, Bill.

I'm having a piss.

We got plainclothes

going to Davenport's house.

Pick up his wife.

And this is interesting,

the guy's brother is Patrick Davenport.

- Who is Patrick Davenport?

- Internal Affairs.

You're kidding.

Get him down here now.

He's already on his way.

- Yes?

- Sorry to bother you,

I'm Detective O'Reilly.

This is Detective Creedy.

- How can I help you?

- We need to talk

- to Mrs. Amanda Davenport.

- She's not here.

- Your guy already came and got her.

- What?

- Porter.

- O'Reilly here.

We're at Davenport's house.

Her mother says some cops

picked her up about 15 minutes ago.

- They identify themselves?

- We checked with dispatch.

Whoever did this,

they weren't cops.

What's going on?

A couple of guys pretending to be cops

picked up Davenport's wife.

I gotta take this.

Hey, you got an update for me?

A couple of detectives

went to Davenport's house

to bring in his wife,

but she was picked up already.

- I don't know by who.

- I've got her.

You just worry about

wrapping things up on your end.

Am I clear?

Why aren't we at a police station?

How long you've been married?

HOW long?

Almost two years.

Why don't you tell me

about the men

that your husband's

working with?

What men?

He's not working

with anybody.

Thanks.

Want some water?

I get dehydrated,

so I like a lot of water.

Copy that.

- Lieutenant Davenport.

- What's the situation?

Well, your brother's

up to his balls

- in an armed robbery.

- At his usual haunt

that just happens to be

owned by Yuri Mikhalev?

Come on, Barnes.

He'd never do that.

I was just here with him

Whatever's going down here,

he's got nothing to do with it.

What are you doing

still coming to this place?

You know you can't hang out

in a diner

owned by someone

like Yuri Mikhalev.

I like it.

I know everybody.

- You lost weight.

- No club sandwiches on the inside.

Yeah, it's not supposed

to be easy.

Look, Nick,

you made me look bad today.

I know.

I'm sorry.

How do you just not show up

for a job interview?

Amanda agreed to meet me.

What, so you just blow it off?

She's my wife, Patrick.

I'm doing everything I can

to make it all work out.

I get that,

but you don't let him know,

you don't call me,

that's not the way to start.

- I've got myself a gig lined up.

- With who?

- Some people that I met.

- Some people you met.

Some people you met in prison, Nick.

I told you.

It's a legit gig, Pat.

- Jesus, Pat.

- Take it.

Thanks.

I gotta go.

- Everything's gonna work out, okay?

- Yeah.

Well, all I know is

there's a diner being robbed

and your brother's

in the thick of it.

Of course you wouldn't understand,

because there's real police work.

As opposed to what I do?

You've ruined the livelihood

of good cops--

- men with wives, their families.

- If they're good cops,

they got nothing to worry about.

And you should stay focused

for half a minute

on getting my brother and the rest

of the hostages outta there.

The negotiator Jeff Porter,

he wants to speak with you.

Thank you so much

for coming back.

I wasn't gonna leave you

here alone.

Yeah, but you could've surrendered

out there and you would've been safe.

I figured that if Amanda

was in this situation...

that I'd hope somebody

would come back and look after her.

It's gonna be okay.

Excuse me,

I really have to use the restroom.

It's a bit messy in there, love.

You don't let people use the restroom,

it's gonna get a bit messy in here.

Nigel, take her.

Not without me.

I beg your pardon?

I don't want her

going anywhere alone with him.

Who, Nigel? That's a bit

f***ing offensive, isn't it?

He's a nice bloke.

- Aren't you, Nigel?

- Yeah.

Now sit down and shut up.

That's a good boy.

You all right?

What is it? What happened?

There's a dead body in there.

You know, Nick was just there

meeting up with his brother.

You wanna call him?

Yeah.

Whose phone is that?

It's Charlie's private line

in his office.

On your feet now!

Come on!

- Oh, my God.

- Come on.

Answer the phone.

Answer it!

Oh, my God.

- Come on.

- Hello?

Bonnie, it's Amanda. You okay?

No, they're right here

in front of me.

- Will they let me talk to him?

- It's for Nick, it's his wife.

Now why would the kid's wife

have the private line?

The cops put her up to it,

didn't they?

- Because?

- Because they think he's the mastermind

behind this whole f***ing thing.

Now get him in here.

- Go on.

- That's not true.

- Nick would never--

- Shh.

Hmm, Bonnie, Bonnie.

You are a proper sort,

aren't you?

You've been very helpful.

Perhaps another time.

- It's your wife.

- Amanda.

- Are you okay?

- I don't know, are you?

Yeah, I'm fine, baby.

- Jesus, Nick, I'm scared.

- Don't be.

- How did you get into this?

- I'm not in this.

I was just meeting Patrick.

I would never do this to us.

I need you to believe me.

I had nothing to do with this.

Let me talk to him.

You have a very beautiful wife,

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