Pistol Whipped Page #5

I understand.

Well, I appreciate

your help, Father.

And if you do see Matt,

just have him give me a call.

He's got to come in.

This has gone on too long.

I'll do what I can, Detective.

What happened?

Is everything all right?

I'm a police officer, the

Father's had a heart attack.

I need you to call 911.

Of course.

(GUNSHOT)

Matt, as close as

we've been,

you have to believe me when I

tell you that Steve is dirty.

If you want to shoot me,

shoot me in the back.

OLD MAN:
Conner,

we need to talk.

(MEN CHATTERING)

(SIRENS WAILING)

I need to see some ID.

It's ugly here,

you sure you want to see?

Oh, yeah.

(CLEARS THROAT)

Let me ask you something,

did you do that?

Are you crazy, Matt?

Of course I didn't.

Good. Because the person that did this,

I'm going to find them and kill them.

Matt, you're out of this.

You're on the sideline,

you're a bystander this time.

All right, take him down to the

precinct. He's a material witness.

If he wants a lawyer,

get him one,

but he's not going anywhere

until I get a statement.

Listen, put him in a cell,

hold him for two hours,

steam him up, treat him like

sh*t, and then let him walk.

What are you talking about,

let him walk?

Yeah, yeah,

and then we follow him.

He'll probably go after

Blue, try to kill him.

If he does, fine,

we pop Matt.

If Blue kills Matt,

then we take down Blue.

Either way,

we're free and clear.

MAN:
You've come

a full 180, pal.

From one side to the other.

You used to sit in my seat, and

now you're on the other side.

In deep sh*t. You're home.

What's the matter, tough guy?

You got nothing to say now?

Maybe you're not so tough

sitting in that seat.

Well, how about if

you take these off?

No, I don't think I'm gonna

do that. Let me tell you why.

This makes me feel like there's

some justice left in this world,

seeing you treated

like a scumbag.

You don't want to take these

off 'cause you know if you do

I'll kick the f*** out of you.

That ain't gonna happen, pal.

Listen, after I'm gone, I want

you to take the cuffs off of him,

give him something to eat

if he wants, whatever.

But he stays here until Steve

says otherwise, you understand me?

All right? Go.

You know, I'm actually

starting to feel sorry for you.

'Cause you never learned a goddamn

thing in your life, did you, Matt?

You're still the same

pathetic jerk-off

who pissed away all

his money at the track,

and then passed out drunk

in his flophouse.

And you could have

been one of us.

Yeah. Tell Barnes to let

him go. I said, let him go.

Steve said to let you go.

You got my gun?

It's in the locker.

We'll give it to you.

Watch your step.

All right, let's go.

I want this done right. He makes

us, he'll know what we're up to.

But that doesn't mean sh*t,

I want Blue.

STEVE:
That's Blue. Come on,

everybody, let's go.

(SIRENS WAILING)

Let's move it, let's move it!

BLUE:
Get inside, man.

Get down.

I hope you have more

f***ing ammo than that.

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(SIRENS BLARING)

(TIRES SQUEALING)

Oh, no.

Where the f***...

STEVE:
It's okay, it's okay.

I know how to find them.

It's all right.

It's all right.

Where you going, Matt? Huh?

You can't walk away from this.

I know you didn't

kill the priest.

Oh, yeah, you're right,

I didn't kill the priest.

Yeah. Who did?

All right, if I tell you,

what are you gonna do?

You gonna give us

the last hit?

Who killed the priest?

What the f*** are

you doing, Matt?

You can't walk away from this!

The Old Man is still

holding your marker!

Matt! Matt!

I'm gonna kill

that motherf***er.

OLD MAN:

Blue, shut the f*** up.

We got a wild card

wandering around out there.

He's not a wild card. Then

what the f*** is he? Huh?

He's confused.

He's confused.

We gave him a contract he's not gonna

fill, and he might well come after us.

He's never gonna

come after us.

How the f*** do you know?

Blue, he's a sick,

compulsive gambler.

You know what he thrives on?

The action, that's it.

We got him right

where we want him.

He's going to come to us

with his hat in his hand.

You understand?

He's either going to end up

in prison, insanity or death.

Double Johnnie Walker on the

rocks. I'll be over there.

Thank you.

F*** that Old Man.

You gonna drink that

or talk to it?

What are you doing here?

Looking for you, stupid.

You mind?

I need you to know something.

That whole speech I made about who

I am and what I do, it was true.

I mean, not the details of it, but

the feelings I was talking about.

Those were true.

Let me ask you something.

All that good loving

you gave me,

was that from you

or from them?

That was from me,

because I wanted to.

Because you felt sorry for me.

Because I wanted you.

You did that real good.

Besides you, the Old Man and Blue, you

know if there's anybody else involved?

I have no idea.

Could be just us, could be

hundreds of others just like us.

I don't wanna know.

You're smart.

It's just like

these folks, man,

they might tell you to kill your

mama, your brother, your sister.

Your child's step-daddy,

you know.

And it don't work for me.

You survived that. You

walked away. Walk away again.

I ain't running no more.

Tired of running.

(BELLS TOLLING)

Matt?

Matt?

PRIEST:
The Lord is my

shepherd, I shall not want...

Matt?

He leadeth me beside the

still waters. He restoreth...

Matt?

He restoreth my soul...

He leadeth me in the paths of

righteousness for his name's sake.

Yea, though I walk through the

valley of the shadow of death...

STEVE:
You guys know why we're

here, and you know what's at stake.

Where's Wheeler?

He's got a special assignment,

don't worry about it.

All right, fan out,

and watch my back.

What are you doing here?

I came to pay my respects.

You didn't have to

wait for me.

I see you brought

the long rifle.

You know it.

I've already done my recon.

Higher ground, on top of that mausoleum

looks like the best spot right there.

It's exactly

what I was thinking.

How'd you know it was me?

Why didn't you kill Blue?

See, unfortunately, Tim

Wheeler knew my sad story

about how I passed out

in my flophouse.

I think you came there.

You knew I'd have no alibi.

Went back to the precinct, stole

the sh*t out of the evidence room.

Got greedy, decided

to kill my partner.

The guy had

a guilty conscience.

He was going to crack,

I didn't have a choice.

No, I think you did

have a choice.

I don't think you had to steal the money

and I don't think you had to kill my partner,

but you're just

a piece of sh*t, Steve.

STEVE:
Who are you

to judge me?

Who the f*** are you

to judge me?

I lied for you, I paid

your f***ing gambling debts,

I got you back on your feet.

Why do you think I did that?

Probably 'cause you were afraid I'd

kill you if I ever found out the truth.

And maybe you felt a

little guilty, too, somehow.

You should have just walked away,

Matt, when I gave you the chance.

You're out-manned, out-gunned.

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