Pound of Flesh Page #4

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She looks just like me.

- There's a reason why Drake chose you.

- Your brother's wife?

How could you?

We both loved Mary

probably from the first time we met her.

I knew her first.

I was in high school

with her in Amsterdam.

Our dad is Scottish,

French and my mother American.

They divorced.

When...

we were very young and...

and I went with my father

and I grew up in Europe.

George lived in the States with Mother

but he came over in the summer

to visit Papa and me.

He met Mary through me.

Later he came to university...

but really...

it was to be with her.

So I was the bad boy, you know?

Gang, street fights.

As I got older it got worse,

more violent.

I could not stay out of trouble.

Not even for Mary.

She chose the good boy

instead of the bad one.

I didn't understand then.

Just too damn proud I guess.

I was a real bastard about it.

Ten years ago George and Mary...

they had a problem, they separated.

She and I spent time together.

But she went back to George

and I can't blame her for that.

And after all, George is a good man

and me, well...

I really am a bastard.

And that was it.

Until she found out she was pregnant.

And she told him the baby was yours?

She didn't have to.

Because... George knew

he couldn't have children.

We had tried for years and, well...

it's turned out I'm sterile.

But you took her back? You forgave her?

Of course, yeah.

I loved her. It was easy to forgive her.

Forgiving my brother on the other hand,

that was much more difficult.

I'm going upstairs to rest, alright?

Have faith.

C4 here and here.

And we also need radio transmitters.

He's good for it?

Yes, yes. He has everything

that you ordered.

But, Deacon, we have

a real problem on our hands.

Once again, we have hit

a financial wall.

The money the girl gave us

has all been spent mostly on the doctor.

The new equipment

has to be paid for up front.

We need $50,000 American at least.

Deacon.

I've just been thinking about this

and I have been praying

and we can't do this.

Whoever has the kidney now...

we cannot kill someone for the kidney.

Please, no more killing.

We have to stop.

- I knew you would do this.

- It's wrong. Everything. We can't.

I'm not letting her die. Not tonight.

- Her fate is in God's hands now.

- No, it's not in God's hands.

- It's in our hands. Yours and mine.

- No, our hands, they are bloody enough.

Okay? So no. No more. It's over.

No, it's your fault. It's your fault

she's as sick as she is, George.

You waited too long to have her checked.

Don't you do this.

Don't you do this.

She hated going to the doctor, right?

Because it reminded her

of what happened to her mother.

And after Mary died I could not

bring myself to make that child

- do anything that she hated.

- There's more to it than that, George.

- No. That's all there is.

- Bullshit.

- I think that you're punishing Isabella.

- Don't do this.

Oh, yes, because there's part

of you that hates her.

Please, don't.

Because every time you look at her

she reminds you of me.

No!

She is my daughter.

I am the one that she calls Daddy

and you have no idea

how much I love that child.

I love that child more

than anything in this world.

She's going to die tonight.

Would you give your life for her?

- God, of course I would.

- Yes, your life...

but not your soul.

Would you kill to save her

even if it damned your soul?

Kung. I have the money you need.

There's... plenty of money

in this account.

And the password...

is beloved. So please, take it.

I wasn't going to touch that money anyway.

It was from Mary's life insurance.

We do this together, we go all the way.

No turning back, George.

- Clear?

- I... am clear.

If I am going to go to hell,

I might as well go down in flames.

Good shot. Good chops.

Yeah, it's... something I should've

done a long time ago.

He's right. He should have.

I'm embarrassed to ask

but can I have some of that?

Yes. Of course. Of course.

I love coffee. I'd drink it

in my sleep if I could.

Yeah, my wife Mary, she felt the same.

The smell of good coffee.

We need to fuel up.

I talked to the ammunitions guy.

He'll be ready for us in an hour.

We should start getting ready now.

I have a good feeling about this.

We'll get through this and young Isabella

is going to be just fine.

It's amazing. Once you have money

to throw around

people start returning your calls.

I need some milk.

Listen, Deacon, about before...

- Did you put it there?

- No, I don't know what it is.

Stay away from the windows.

Anna, kill the light.

Kung, don't!

Don't!

George!

I'm okay. I'm okay.

What was it... was it Drake?

Let's find him.

Let's find him.

Kung's guy will be here any minute.

Kung never got me any help

only equipment

which means it's only you and I.

Are you okay with that?

Yeah.

I run the op from the field.

You run ammunition from the van.

No time for debate.

When I give an order, it's a go. Clear?

Clear. You sure you can do this?

Yeah. I've done it before.

More than once.

Kidnap and rescue is all fine.

But what I'm really good at...

is killing people.

- It must be hard.

- No, that's the scary thing.

Killing is easy. Yeah.

Living with it,

that's... that's hard.

Okay.

Okay, charges all set.

The charges will take out the power,

cameras and the alarm, okay?

Number one, watch the screen.

You'll get the video feed

from my camera.

You'll see everything I see.

When I come out

you break through the gate.

With the door open,

I'll jump in and you hit the gas.

- You don't stop. Got it?

- Got it.

- Now, Anna.

- Yes?

Hey! What the hell? Deacon! Deacon!

Make sure George doesn't go

into that house, no matter what.

- Okay?

- Yes.

Stop it.

Here's the key.

George, it's better this way.

- Where are those lights from?

- I don't know. Backup generator?

- He took a hit.

- What do we do?

It's got to be a hit to the head

because the camera's out.

Wait, wait, wait.

Okay, there's still firing.

Okay, that means he's still alive.

Come on. I've got to do something.

Give me the key.

- Look, I promised I wouldn't!

- Give me the key!

I can't! I promised I wouldn't!

I can't! I'm sorry.

Wait...

Have you ever handled a gun?

My dad... our dad took us hunting, once.

- Wait...

- May God forgive me.

The Lord is my shepherd,

I shall not want.

He leads me beside quiet waters.

He restores my soul.

He guides me...

in paths of righteousness

for his name's sake.

For I walk through the valley

of the shadow of death

I will fear no evil.

Simon Rants?

Yes.

Time to go, pal.

The police are on their way,

unfortunately for you, you'll be dead

by the time they get here.

- Let's go.

- Nice try, Deacon.

How do you doing, mate?

Hand me the weapon

over your shoulder, slowly.

I never imagined you would find out

who I was much less where.

It seems Drake was right

about your tenacity.

He was certain you'd be a problem

for us eventually

and now here you are, in my home.

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