Pawn Shop Chronicles Page #5

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It's called a flail.

You know, I'd start with this,

but then I might as well just..

Shoot you in the head with

that rifle over there

'cause this would kill

you pretty quick.

Luckily..

I stumbled onto these two items

laying around your house.

Why don't we get creative?

It's simple.

Tell me what

happened to my wife.

"I don't know" is a bad

thing to say, Johnny.

This is just the beginning.

We can do this all day.

Yes, please.

Please, tell me what

you did with my wife.

Tell me how you raped

and killed her

so I can kill you and I can get

some f***ing closure with my life.

Tell me what you did

to my f***ing wife!

And I told you

about saying that.

Don't you f*** with me.

Don't f*** with me.

Don't you f*** with me!

Yes. Yes.

Cyndi.. oh, my God.

Baby, it's okay.

It's okay, I'm here.

I'm here, Cyndi.

I'm here, baby.

I'm gonna get you out.

Cyndi.

Come on, Cyndi.

It's me.

It's me, Richard.

Cyndi, it's your husband.

That's it.

Come on, Cyndi.

Take my hand.

That's it. That's it.

Come on, that's it.

That's it.

Come on.

Come on. Don't worry, baby.

I'm not gonna let

anything happen to you.

I'm not gonna let

anything happen to you.

Wait, Cyndi. Cyndi.

It's okay. It's okay.

Cyndi.

Come on.

Take my hand.

- I'm gonna take you home now.

- I am home.

What?

Go away.

Cyndi, please, listen to me.

You're not thinking right.

Come on, it's time to go.

Cyndi..

It's me, Richard.

Get out.

Listen to me, Cyndi.

This.. I don't know

the term for this,

but I saw it on

television somewhere,

where the..

The victim starts to

sympathize with the captor.

Well, that's what's

happened to you.

You need help. Just..

It's time to go home.

Cyndi, listen to me.

It's time to go home!

Get out!

You have her caged

like a f***ing dog?

Yeah, well, unfortunately,

I haven't been a man

of my word lately.

How do you like this?

You son of a b*tch!

She's my wife! My wife!

My ever-loving wife,

you son of a b*tch!

Who's the b*tch now?

Get out. Come on, we're going.

I'm gonna get you help.

Come on.

Let's go.

I'm sorry, baby. I'm sorry.

It's just you're not.. you're

not thinking straight.

I can't even imagine what

you've been through.

But, please..

You gotta trust me.

You trusted me before.

All right, you ready?

Let's go.

- I can't leave.

- What?

I'm number one.

Number one?

I'm number one. I..

I've got my own silo.

And Johnny lets me go in

and watch TV sometimes.

There's others?

Yeah?

Yeah, but.. I.. I'm number one.

Come on, let's go.

- I can't..

- Come on.

What the f*** did he do to you?

Oh.

It's okay.

Come on.

Get you outta here.

Come on. Out.

There's soap and hot

water in the house.

Call for help.

You're free to go

back to your lives.

They cannot

go in the house.

I'm number one

and I'm not even allowed

to use the phone.

Well, it's time to go.

I can't go.

Get in the car, would ya?

Do you even remember me?

Well, then you know I'm

not gonna hurt you.

Come on, it's time to go.

I'm gonna get you some clothes.

But for now..

I'm.. I'm not allowed

to wear clothes.

Hey, you're allowed to

do whatever you want.

You're not a slave and neither

are those other women.

Put..

You shouldn't have let

them in his house.

They're not allowed, just me.

Twice a week for 30 minutes.

Stop saying that!

Hey..

Look.

Cyndi..

Do you remember this?

This ring?

This is the ring that

I had made for you.

This is the ring that

you used to wear.

You won't believe

how I found it.

I was with..

Well, I wound up

in a pawn shop..

And there it was.

It was like God

brought me there.

Give me your hand.

We should call Johnny and

let him know where I'm at

because I.. I really shouldn't

be gone for too long.

Cyndi,

Johnny's dead.

What?

You don't have to worry

about him anymore.

He's dead.

- Wait, what?

- You're safe with me.

How did he die?

Cyndi, I stabbed

him in the chest.

I watched him take his last breath

as he whimpered like a little b*tch.

You.. you killed him?

Yeah, that's right,

I killed him.

I only wish he was still alive

so I could kill him again.

Bastard.

Who's a ba.. I'm a bastard?

I'm a bastard?

Aw, Cyndi, come on.

He had you living in a cage

filled with your

own piss and sh*t

for six years.

And I'm the bastard?

Oh, he let you watch TV

a couple times a week?

Well, I bought you a goddamn TV

and a house

and every other goddamn

thing you wanted, Cyndi.

I don't believe this.

I'm a bastard?

Look, I'm sorry.

I can't even imagine, pumpkin,

what you've been through.

You son of a b*tch!

Motherf***er!

You killed Johnny,

you motherf***er!

I was at the top of the pyramid! Now

I'm going to be nothing, like you!

- Stop it, Cyndi!

- Do you know how many other girls

I had to piss on to get on

top of that f***ing pyramid,

- you son of a b*tch?

- I love you! Ah!

Hello?

Hey, babe. It's me.

What the hell do you want?

I think I made a big mistake.

How about turning around

and picking me up?

We can still make it to Orlando

in time for our reservation.

Richard..

F*** you!

But, babe..

Babe?

I should've seen that coming.

Come on, sug. Come on, baby.

Come on. Good girl.

Good girl. Good girl.

Hang in there. Son of a.. oh.

No, no, no. No, no, not now.

Not.. not now. No,

no, please, please.

Come on. I'm begging

you, sweetheart.

Come on.

Baby, forgive me.

Oh, come on, baby.

I'm just saying, if you're gonna

build a robot that speaks English

to go back in time to kill

people, why give it an accent?

That just don't

make sense to me.

What in the blue hell

is you talking about?

Arnold Schwarzenegger

is from Austria.

Austria, Australia,

it's the same thing

without the "alia."

Hello.

Hi there.

Who are you supposed

to be, Liberace?

Heck, no.

I do a little tribute

show to the King.

- That's right.

- Uh-huh.

Going back to the county fair.

Gonna be a big show.

Big, big show.

I'm doing two shows tonight.

And one on Saturday

and one Sunday.

And there's gonna be a big news show

on it and everything on Channel 7.

Now, listen.

I'm a little strapped right now

'cause they don't pay

me out till Monday.

Well, what do you want?

You want to pawn that suit?

Heck, no.

- 'Cause I was gonna say..

- No, no, no, no, no.

The thing is I..

I would, on principle only,

never perform without this

because this, my friend,

belonged to the King himself.

- Elvis Presley?

- Mm-hmm.

Bullshit.

If I'm lyin', I'm dyin'.

24-karat gold.

What do you say? Take a look?

Let's see.

I don't care if it belonged to Ronald

McDonald as long as it's gold.

What do you need?

Um, I'll take, say..

- 200?

- I can swing that.

All right, then.

Uh.. very good.

Thank you. Thank you very much.

You.. you take good

care of my baby.

Damn, that's no good.

No, no, no. Can't have

that in the show.

I need a barber shop.

Where's a barber shop at?

Fans.

This town is loco.

Well, with a name like

Doc's, you can't go wrong.

- Good afternoon.

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