Prodigals Page #9

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kind of fool I looked like

when I called up Jack to let

him know how you were doing?

I'm so sorry.

You're sorry?

You addressed the f***ing jury!

I could get disbarred.

You realize that?

You think the Crown's gonna let

me just walk away from this?

Alright, you're gonna get up,

you're gonna walk out this door,

you're gonna get on a

f***ing train, a plane,

a bus, a f***ing rocket

ship, I don't care!

You're gonna get

the hell out of town

and you are never

gonna come back.

You are not going to

ruin my career, pal.

Okay?

And I promise you

this one thing.

You say one word

about this to anybody,

I will make sure that

you serve every minute

of an impersonation

sentence, so help me God.

(dramatic music)

(slamming)

(glass shattering)

911, you get a verdict?

[Wesley] I f***ed up.

Okay.

I spoke to a

witness on the stand.

Wes!

We can't continue

this conversation.

Who knows we've been speaking?

Come on, please, I

just need a friend.

I can't be that

for you right now.

Goodbye, Wesley.

What the f***

are you doing here?

You entitled f***!

What the f*** are

you doing here?

Just calm down, man.

Don't you tell me to

calm down, you prick!

That one's free.

How could you

f***ing do that to me?

What do you want

me to say, man?

Sh*t happens.

Oh, sh*t happens?

It happens!

(glass shattering)

(punching)

I'm gonna thump you!

Don't do this Nips,

I'm warning you!

(grunting)

(punching)

Is this what you f***ing want?

(punching)

(Nips crying)

Hey, hey, hey, stop it!

Wesley, get off him!

Michael, goddamn it!

Wesley, get out of here!

How could you do this?

[Wesley] I love you!

[Jen] Get out of here!

I love you, you want me!

Shut up, get the f*** out!

Get out, Wesley!

Oh God, Michael.

Oh my, God, Michael, let me see.

(dramatic music)

(yelling)

(phone ringing)

[Jen Voicemail] Hey, it's Jen.

Leave your name and number

and I'll get back to you.

I'm just gonna.

I don't want you to

see him ever again.

Okay.

You don't sound

very convincing.

I said okay.

Don't push me, it's

not that simple.

Promise me.

If I don't see him

again it's because

I don't want to, not

because you say so.

I know I'm not Wes.

Michael.

Nips.

Everybody calls me Nips.

Why don't you call me Nips?

Because you're

embarrassed of me?

Do you want me to call

you Nips from now on?

Will that make it better?

You have to tell

me what I'm missing.

Nothing.

I'm being serious.

I'm really asking you.

What am I missing?

How could you choose him?

(knocking)

- What is wrong with you?

- Jen.

I don't wanna see you.

Leave with me.

- Don't come here...

- Just leave with me, please.

Right now.

I was wondering when

you were gonna take off.

It's not like that.

You're out of

your f***ing mind.

Oh, God.

Jesus.

Yeah, you're right, I am.

I am out of my f***ing mind.

You know why?

Because I keep picturing

you in the future.

Coming home to your family,

and you're putting

your kids to bed,

and you're going on trips

and you're so happy,

and I am utterly gutted.

Because I'm not there.

Those are supposed to our kids,

those are our trips.

- That's our life, Jen.

- We don't have a life.

Stop lying to yourself.

No, you stop

lying to yourself.

You don't really want

all those things that

you're imagining.

Not really.

Not with me, not with anyone.

I don't know if I

want them either.

You can't still

be mad at me for

going to school and

for trying to make

- something of my life.

- Give me a break.

I just wanted a fresh start.

Haven't you ever felt like that?

Like you just wanted

to just go somewhere,

just leave everything behind?

Just start yourself

new as somebody else?

You never asked

me to come with you.

I'm sorry!

I'm sorry.

I'm asking you now

in this moment.

I am asking you now, please.

Please!

Fratesi's?

Really, that's your future?

Jen, look at these

people, they are drunks

and they are trash

and if you stay

here that is gonna be your life.

Ask me again to

leave with you.

Please.

You're five f***ing

years too late.

[Salesman] Here are your

keys for your one-way rental.

[Wesley] Yeah, thanks.

You can drop it off at any

of these Toronto locations.

Okay.

You said you're

declining the insurance.

Yeah, my credit card

covers it, so we're good.

Most credit card coverage

doesn't actually cover it.

Okay, it's fine, so

I'll take the risk.

(crashing)

(glass shattering)

Jesus!

Whoa, hey, hey!

Stop it, stop it!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, stop it!

You're not a f***ing lawyer!

I can explain!

I don't want you to explain.

I wanna f***ing smash

your f***ing car up!

You f***ed me!

I didn't f*** you, Nina!

It's a crime.

It's a f***ing crime, Wesley.

You made me an accomplice.

Oh, come on, who are

you getting this from?

Tell that Junior then, he

threatened to throw me in jail.

I have a kid!

What about Kyla?

What about Benny?

What about Benny?

Nina, wake up!

Your piece of sh*t

brother killed somebody!

That kid's not coming back!

Why does he deserve

another chance?

Why the f*** did

you even come here?

Because you came

looking for me!

It wasn't the other way around.

And I never made Benny get in

that fight for f***'s sake!

I should have never

reached out to you.

(laughs)

Well, I'm leaving,

so you're never

gonna have to see me again.

Well, that's perfect.

That's just like you,

you f***ing p*ssy.

Just skip town when

sh*t hits the fan.

- Right?

- What are you talking about?

I helped him.

Alright, he's gonna get off

without having to do any time.

What sh*t am I leaving him in?

The person who shot the video

just came forward, Wesley.

Not that you give a sh*t.

Bye.

F***.

We done?

[Woman] F*** him up, Benny!

[Man] That's it, Benny!

Teach that b*tch a lesson!

(crowd yelling)

(punching and grunting)

[Woman] Stop it,

he's had enough!

[Woman] F*** him up, Benny!

[Benny] What the f*** you

got to say to me now, b*tch?

What the f*** you got

to say to me, huh?

That's right, f*** you!

I f***ing told you to stay away!

F*** you, I will f***ing kill

you if you ever come back!

[Woman] Stop it, okay?

He's had enough!

(Rita sobbing)

(melancholy music)

[Rita] Finally, our

son will get justice.

I just wish that I could say

that my heart was up for it.

It's been a long day.

And a long time coming.

My heart goes

out to his mother.

So that's it, you're just

gonna throw in the towel?

I'm not throwing

in anything, man.

They're gonna convict

him, it's inevitable.

I'm not talking

about the trial.

Jen.

Me, bro.

You can come down to

Toronto whenever you want.

Yeah, okay.

And catch SARS?

No, thank you.

You really think he's

gonna get 25 years?

I think it's normal

for first degree murder.

Yeah, but it was an accident.

Junior embarrassed the Crown.

He turned his nose

up at a great deal.

It's all ego now, the

prosecution's

just

being vindictive.

Plus, don't forget, the guy

actually murdered somebody.

- So there's that, too.

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