Run All Night Page #3

Move. Move. Move.

Sh*t.

I found this in his jacket.

What do we do?

- Move!

- I think you should call your dad.

...live and we are ready

for the opening face-off center ice

at Madison square garden in New York.

Off the face, New Jersey

in control, Henrique.

Henrique gives it to Jaromir Jgr,

and he gets the puck all the way down

near the goal line.

Sends it in front

and it's cleared out by Lundqvist...

Hey, Shawn.

Listen, sorry again about...

What?

Michael?

My Michael?

Yeah. Yeah. Sure.

Gabby? Gabby?

Gabby? Catelyn?

Lily?

Tell Danny to stay put

until I hear from Jimmy.

What about the Albanians?

It won't be long before they realize

Grezda's not around.

They'll come after Danny.

- What are you thinking about?

- The exact moment my son went wrong.

Hey, Ricky. It's me.

Put Gabby on the phone.

- Michael?

- Hey.

Listen. I need you and the girls to stay

at Ricky's until I call you back, okay?

- What? Why do we have to stay here?

- Gabby?

- No! Tell me what's going on, Michael!

- Gabby? Goddamn it!

I don't wanna yell, but it's the only way

I can get through to you! Hello?

Hello?

- Can I come in?

- What are you doing here?

I got a call from Shawn.

You talk to the police yet?

- Talk to the police about what?

- We both know why I'm here, Michael.

Now, let's figure this out

so no one else gets hurt.

You stay out of my house,

you understand me?

What are you gonna do with that thing?

So, what, they sent you

to keep me quiet?

Shawn would...

well, he'd appreciate your support.

You mean he'd appreciate me

keeping my mouth shut.

- Yeah.

- Who were they?

I don't know.

Whatever Danny did,

I'm sure he had a reason for it.

You always had a reason?

Or were you just...

following marchin' orders?

Let's just get through the night?

After that, you can go back

to hate me all you want.

Yeah.

Yeah, I get it.

I get it! All right. Yeah.

No, I'm not goin' nowhere.

Oh, that's the house here.

3428 56th Drive. That's it.

Are you sure you wanna do this?

I mean, your old man told us to stay put.

He wants me to clean up my mess.

That's exactly what I'm gonna do.

Well, I think we should wait

for Jimmy to get here.

Maybe you shouldn't think so much.

You don't smoke in my house.

The place looks nice.

- I haven't been here since...

- Since Mom's funeral.

- It was nice of you to show up.

- Well, I heard there was free booze.

It's funny to you.

- Just trying to be...

- Yeah.

Five years and it takes Shawn Maguire

for you to come see me.

- You never wanted me to come see you.

- Because you're trash.

And I don't want trash around my family.

They shoulda locked you up a long time ago.

Made you pay for the things you did.

Just because I'm not

behind bars doesn't mean

I'm not paying for what I did, Michael.

So, what happens now?

I'll go see Shawn.

Let him know we talked.

I'm sure he'll wanna show

his appreciation.

A little money

he could set aside for the girls.

- Catelyn and Lily.

- What's that?

My daughters' names.

Catelyn Grace Conlon

and Lily Margaret Conlon.

I know what their names are.

Do they know mine?

They don't got a reason to know yours.

You're not a part of their lives.

It's bad enough you were part of mine.

- Goodbye, Michael.

- Goodbye, Jimmy.

Oh, sh*t. Oh, sh*t.

Call an ambulance.

What are you just standing there for?

Call an ambulance!

You're wasting your time.

Hello.

Yeah. It's me.

How'd it go with Michael?

Hello?

I just killed your boy, Shawn.

I just killed Danny.

I had to. He was gonna shoot Michael.

- Are you sure he's dead?

- Yeah. I'm sure.

Who is it, honey?

You know how this has to end.

Yeah, I know.

For Michael, too.

Yeah.

Hey, Shawn.

Wherever we're going,

when we cross that line...

we're going together.

Right?

- What are you doing?

- I'm calling the cops.

You don't wanna do that. Trust me.

Get out of my house.

Get out of my house!

Get out of my house!

Get out!

911, what's your emergency?

This is Michael Conlon.

3428 56th Drive.

A man's been... shot and killed here.

- In self-defense.

- Did you shoot the victim?

No.

My father did.

Oh, no.

Report of a shooting at 3428 56th Drive.

All area units respond. Over.

- You Michael Conlon?

- Yes, sir.

- Officers Randle and Colston.

- Come on in.

I don't know where to start...

I work as a limousine driver,

and earlier today I picked up a reservation.

Two gentlemen

at the Gramercy Park Hotel.

And... and they wanted me

to take them to Ridgewood.

Lift your arms for me, please.

Lace your fingers together behind your head.

- Turn around, please.

- Yes, sir.

What the he...? What the hell?

I'm trying to explain to you.

You feel that?

Say another word and I'll blow

your f***in' teeth out your ear.

I'm not hiding anything.

I'm trying to explain to you.

Officer, you're making a f***in'

mistake here. I'm trying to tell you...

Six-double-0-five at 3438 56th drive.

That ALS unit en route?

Ten-four, six-double-0 five.

Westbound on 32nd.

All right. Let 'em know there's a deceased

white male in the kitchen.

Neighbors saw an armed suspect

flee the building just before we arrived.

- What the hell are you talkin' about?

- White male, black sweatpants,

- black hoodie. Approximately 6'3".

- What the hell you doin', man?

- Suspect is armed.

- He's lying! I'm in the car!

We're gonna take a drive around

to see if we can locate him.

- Hey! Let me outta here!

- Ten-four, six-double-0 five.

Let me outta here! Let me outta here!

Where you takin' me?

Hey, that's Frank.

He wants us to follow him.

Get outta here!

Oh, sh*t!

Watch out! Watch out! Watch out!

He's still comin'.

Sh*t!

He's comin' back.

This f***in' guy won't quit.

Watch it! Watch it! Watch it!

Get back! Get back!

Get back!

Mike. Mike!

My God.

Cover your face!

Give me your hands.

- You okay?

- No! I'm not okay.

Come on! Let's move!

Come on.

Don't do it, son!

Come on. We gotta move.

Come on!

What the f***?! Hey!

Hey, a**hole!

Slow down.

Come on, let's go! Move, move, move!

- You owe me $2.50, d*ckhead.

- Back off, pal.

I'm not gonna back off!

You stole my fare.

I'm not gonna say it again.

- Are you kidding?!

- Get lost!

I'm not gonna get lost.

- You should at least apologize.

- Look, I'll give ya the money.

Take it easy, man. Jesus Christ.

Forget about it. It's just $2.50.

Hey, Frank. Your wife called me earlier.

Yeah? What'd she say?

She wants to take me up on my offer.

- Is that right?

- I gotta tell ya.

I've never seen a woman

swallow twelve inches the way she does.

South entrance clear.

Ladies and gentlemen, we are being held

momentarily by train traffic ahead of us.

Jimmy.

Maria.

Rose is asleep.

Don't wake her till the mornin'.

Load the bodies from Danny's

into Michael's limousine.

Dump the car where the cops can find it.

Make sure everything points to Michael.

I know. It's my fault. Every shitty

little thing in your life is my fault, right?

- I'm turning myself in.

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