Poker Night Page #4

What happened?

Hold on. Stop.

Oh.

The giant thing...

It doesn't work.

It doesn't work.

You gotta get me out.

You gotta get me out of here. Okay, Amy.

You gotta get me out... Listen to me, okay?

I can't pull these chains out.

I need to find some tools. I need to

call the police and get 'em over here.

I'm gonna go upstairs for a second.

No, no, no.

You can't leave me.

He's gonna come back. He's...

If I don't get something to break you out,

he's going to kill us both.

Okay?

Okay. I'll be back. I promise.

Okay.

You f***ing...

Sh*t.

F***.

Ah!

I had my chance.

I had my chance, and I took it.

No one could fault me for that.

But I knew it would be a cold day

before I would get that chance again.

Now I had more important things

on my mind than escape.

I just needed to concentrate

on staying alive.

Ah!

Stan!

Ah.

Oh.

Game is called Chase the Queen.

Which I'm sure

you're all used to doing.

The queen and anything

comes after is wild.

Two down, one up,

two up, one down, one up.

Ugh.

Hand of crap.

Queens and wilds.

I can't keep track of this sh*t.

Hey, Bernard.

Why don't you just start your story, okay?

So I can go take a piss.

It was 1979.

Holy sh*t.

In '79 I was still in diapers.

Back then, they didn't give

you guns, right?

You just had a club. You hit the bad guy over

the head and then drag him back to your cave?

'79...

I was still married to my first wife.

Oh, yeah, Cleopatra.

It was 1979.

We had a double murder.

Gruesome double murder.

No witnesses, one suspect.

The son.

Shawn.

Just give me a call.

If you go anywhere,

give me a call, let me know.

Oh, okay. I will.

You feel that?

I don't think

I'm going anywhere.

- Feel what?

- Something's not right.

That's all.

Thanks, sir.

It's not what they say.

It's what they don't say.

Okay, so what should I do?

Help him find the words.

Hey, kid!

Hey.

Y-Yeah? Hold up.

Hey, come here.

Uh, okay.

Just wanted to ask you

a couple more questions.

I told the detective everything I know.

He's said I could go.

It's in the eyes.

Oh, yeah. Yeah, I know.

I know, I just thought we might

walk it over one more time.

It'll just take a few minutes.

Sure, I guess. I mean, should

I have a lawyer or something?

There it is.

I guess if I had something to hide,

sure, I'd want a lawyer.

But if you've done

nothing wrong.

That's up to you.

You think you need a lawyer?

N-N-No.

I-I guess not.

All right.

Well, then let's go. Go?

Take him on the drive.

The drive?

Oh, my God.

Not the drive.

Jones had the cup of coffee.

Douglas had the crying corner.

A.J. Bernard?

Long drive.

Well, he needs a long drive.

If the drive was any shorter,

he wouldn't figure a goddamn thing out.

It's... It's true.

It was 1979.

Silence was a part of it.

But it could also

gives you time to think.

Time to get inside

their heads a bit.

Figure out what happened.

Wait.

Why are we here?

You said... You said we were

going to my Grandma's house.

Just want to walk it through with you

again, like you told us bit by bit.

I just want to go.

I know, just once more.

Please.

Fine.

Here's the thing.

Killers all have a reason.

If you know the reason,

you're halfway home.

They just want you

to understand them.

They did those things

with a purpose.

You understand the reason...

Go on.

You found your guy.

Take me back there, Shawn.

What'd you see?

Here's the thing about this job.

There is no bottom.

Just when you think

you've seen it all,

the bottom falls out.

There is no worst.

Just new levels of hell.

What happened?

Shawn?

Tell me what happened.

I... I came in,

and someone was beating them.

Who?

Who was it, Shawn?

They were good people.

Who would want to kill your mom and dad?

No, they weren't what you think.

What am I supposed to think?

You told me they were good parents.

Now why would someone

kill these good people?

Y-You didn't know them.

- They...

- They what?

Open it!

Open the door right now!

They yell at you?

They beat you?

Mommy hold you a bit too close?

Yeah.

They did it all.

What were you gonna

do about it, Shawn?

Were you gonna let them get away

with treating you like that?

I can see why you did

what you had to do, Shawn.

This couldn't go on

like this forever.

- Now tell me what happened.

- Tell me, Shawn.

Tell me what happened.

Ah!

No!

Ah!

Ah!

I killed them!

It was me.

I killed them.

You don't always

get what you want.

I got a broken jaw

and 18 stitches.

But I got the confession.

Sometimes you pay a price

for justice.

How you doing, buddy?

Come here.

It's okay. I'm here.

It's okay. It's okay.

In my line of work...

You all right?

I see things.

Who did this to you?

You ain't got nothing on me, motherf***er!

Calm down, man!

- I'm f***in' doing it!

- No, no, no!

Bad things.

Things that shouldn't be seen.

Food.

When you're faced

with this every day,

you find ways to deal with it.

It might not be the best ways.

At the academy, we were told

that we work for God.

That we are the last line of defense to protect

the world from the tyranny of evil men.

And I remember thinking

that sounded stupid.

Ah.

I don't now.

Now I know what evil looks like.

I've seen it

up close and personal.

I wouldn't do that

if I were you.

What the hell did you do to me?

And I can never look

at things the same again.

Oh!

Ah. Ah.

Do you know...

how many tubes of Krazy

Glue it takes to...

hold a man to a wall?

Would you believe 34?

A lot more than I thought too.

Please, just tell me what you want.

I'll do everything I can.

Shut up.

Please, there must be something you need.

Now you were close.

So close.

The next time you try to escape,

it's gonna hurt.

Really hurt.

Oh, you don't believe me?

Here.

Ah!

See what I mean?

You're sick!

Thank you.

Leave him alone!

Oh.

So touching.

She really likes you.

Too bad she's jailbait.

Just... Just let her go, okay?

It's me you want, right?

We have more in common

than I thought, Detective.

Although...

I think she's too old for me.

Why are you doing this?

Why?

Uh, where's this going?

Don't try and be smart.

I'm always five moves

ahead of you.

You see what I want you to see.

You know what

I want you to know.

While you're playing catch up,

I'm already planning next month.

Hey, wait... wait a second.

What about your family?

Huh?

Why did you kill them?

You're so transparent.

But sure. Why not?

Where were we?

Oh, yes, my new goals.

If you really

want to kill people...

and you really want

to get away with it,

then you need

to do a little research.

Now where do you go to learn

sick things like that?

The Discovery Channel of course.

The have a whole channel

just devoted to murder.

It was like watching TV

to get a PhD in murder.

And the Internet. A world of

debauchery right at your fingertips.

Everything you ever wanted to know

about anything sick and twisted,

available at a keystroke.

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