Run All Night Page #4

- Not yet, you're not.

Shawn's gonna come after you, Michael.

And if he can't get to you,

he's gonna go after your family.

Right now you've gotta worry

about staying alive.

And I'm the best chance you've got.

I know how this works.

I want people at his house.

Right now, Shawn's got everyone

meeting at the Abbey.

And from there, they're gonna start

pulling your life apart.

Friends, family, coworkers.

- Go!

- Anyone that can connect them to you.

And the cops?

They've got their own motivation.

You know what they do to cop killers?

They don't like to leave it

in a jury's hands.

Hey, Paul. Yeah.

- I got what you need.

- Got it.

Let's go. Woodhaven, Queens.

There's gotta be a few good cops.

Someone'll listen.

The good cops won't listen to you

'cause you're my son.

25 years, I've been chasing this son

of a b*tch. This has gotta end tonight.

And those two bodies from Danny's place,

Shawn will make sure they point back to you.

This is fourteen-eighty two. We got

a one-eight-seven in the suspect vehicle.

They just found two bodies

inside of Mike Conlon's limousine.

Albanians. Part of a gang

that operates out of Brooklyn.

Right now, we're the most

wanted men in this city.

Michael, listen to me.

One night. That's all I'm asking.

Listen to your father for one night.

If I can't figure this out by the morning,

I'll walk myself into the precinct

and tell 'em I blew

those two officers away.

One night. Then you never

have to see me again.

One night.

This way.

- Gimme your lace.

- What?

Your shoelace. Come on.

What're you doin'?

- Where's your family?

- My brother-in law's.

I want you to drive there.

Make sure they're safe.

Don't move until you hear from me.

Wow.

Where're you gonna go?

I'm gonna talk to Shawn.

See if we can fix this thing.

Hey.

Stay off the main streets. Yeah?

I'm so sorry, Mr. Maguire.

I'm so sorry for all of this.

He was my best friend.

- I shoulda done something.

- Look at me. Look at me.

Did he suffer?

- Danny?

- Did my boy suffer?

He just kind of went down.

It was real quick.

Thank you.

- It's okay. Come here. It's okay.

- Sorry, I didn't want him to die.

- Did anybody see who killed the cop?

- Witness couldn't identify the shooter.

Conlon and the son were both seen

pulling their weapons.

- They couldn't get to Michael.

- I know.

Jimmy called. He wants to meet

in the old neighborhood.

You need to see this.

A city-wide manhunt is underway tonight

as police search for two suspects

identified as James Conlon

and his son, Michael Conlon,

who they say took the lives

of two police officers

during a deadly chase

on Jamaica Avenue earlier.

We're also getting reports tonight the two

could be linked to a double homicide.

Two bodies were discovered

inside a limousine

believed to have been driven

by Michael Conlon.

- What do you got?

- Just got off with the dispatcher.

Last contact she had with the patrol car

was at 3428 56th Drive.

Officers responded to a report

of a shooting at Michael Conlon's house.

Do you wanna guess who the victim is?

Danny Maguire.

Michael Conlon told the officers

his father was the one who killed him.

- Harding.

- Evening, Detective.

This is Jimmy Conlon.

You got some f***in' nerve.

You better be on a plane to Shangri-La.

I tried. Flight was full.

I got fifteen witnesses that say

you ran a cop car at Jamaica Avenue

killin' an officer,

while your son killed his partner.

- I killed that cop. Not Michael.

- Bullshit.

If your son's anything like you, he was

probably laughing when he pulled the trigger.

I need your help.

I am the last person on this earth

that you should be asking help from.

You're the only cop I can trust.

- And what's in it for me?

- I'll turn myself in,

confess to killing those cops,

if you agree to help Michael.

I'll die in a prison cell.

That's what you always wanted,

right, Harding?

You're gonna die in a prison cell anyway,

Conlon. There's no way out this time.

And I'm pretty sure that I can find

a witness that says your boy did it.

- Tell me what you want.

- Names. All of them.

Every life you took.

Every family you ruined.

If you give me that...

maybe, f***in' maybe,

I'll listen to your son.

Not yet. I need to take care

of a few things.

- Turn yourself in.

- You drink coffee, Harding?

Yeah. Six cups a day

for the last thirty years.

Put in a little extra sugar.

It's gonna be a long night.

- Gabby? Where are the girls?

- What happened to your face?

- They're asleep upstairs.

- Hurry up and go pack their stuff.

Why do you have a gun?

Look, Michael, whatever

you're going through, there's a way out.

- Mike. Mike.

- Look, Michael, we get...

- Sit down, Ricky.

- They said you killed two cops.

It's all over the news.

Tell me you didn't do it.

I picked up two clients today,

took 'em to Danny Maguire's house.

And he killed 'em, he shot 'em both,

and then he tried to kill me, too,

'cause I saw him do it.

Did you call the cops?

- It's not that simple.

- What do you mean it's not that simple?

Look, I grew up around this stuff.

I know what these people are capable of.

And now they're comin' after us.

You gotta take the girls and go.

- I'm calling the cops.

- Baby. Baby, baby. Baby.

I'm gonna fix this.

But you gotta trust me.

Okay. You gotta tell 'em

you haven't seen us.

- Do I have to?

- They're not gonna just go away, Ricky.

Open the goddamn door!

Can I help you?

Okay. Come here, sweetie. Come here.

- Where we going, Daddy?

- We're gonna play hide-and-seek.

Where do you think you're goin'?!

Be real quiet, okay?

Uncle Ricky's gonna try to find us.

Can I help you find something

in my house?

- Who was here for dinner?

- Just some work friends.

You always serve your friends

chicken nuggets?

We're on a budget.

Where's your friend?

- I know your sister called.

- What are you, stalking me?

- What did she want?

- She was cooking dinner.

She asked about a recipe.

A recipe?

Chicken nuggets?

I'm calling the cops.

Call 'em now.

Yeah?

Okay. I got it.

Tommy! We gotta go!

Be quiet.

They just left.

It doesn't count! You have to tag me!

Driver, pull over. Turn off the lights.

Anyone gives you sh*t, your transmission

blew and you're waitin' for a backup.

Hey.

- You want a drink?

- Nah.

Don't make me drink alone.

- Miss, get him a scotch, will you?

- On the rocks.

So I heard you... left Frank

face-down in the subway.

- Frank was an a**hole.

- Frank had 15 years and 30 pounds on ya.

- I thought he woulda worn you down.

- So did I.

- Gomez shoots...

- Close game.

Coming up on two minutes to go...

It's gotta be fifteen years since I've been

in here. The place looks different.

All the old places look different now.

Me, Richie Ryan, Mickey Featherstone

would meet every Saturday night

for drinks.

Sit in that back booth, back there.

Yeah, I used to bring Danny here

when he was a boy. Special occasions.

His first communion,

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