Running Scared Page #2

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some great things, too.

She said--she said

that he's very bright.

She said he's very creative.

You left that part out before.

I like that part.

I got potential.

What are you doing?

You taking a collection

down there?

He must eat.

The little prick...

insults the Duke.

He don't eat in this house.

You hear me,

you little snotface?!

Stay in your room!

Jerk off to your f***ing Razors!

F*ggot!

He's a growing boy.

What did I f***ing say, suka?

He has to eat, Anzor.

Please.

Who puts food

on this f***ing table?

Not you, blyad.

I am the big man of this house.

When I say the little sh*t

don't eat, he don't eat.

Anzor.

John Wayne was a f*ggot.

So, Vicki Goletto

told me she saw you...

walking hand-in-hand

with Jeannie's daughter.

The fat one?

That sounded like a gun.

Hey, Nick, throw me some bread.

Sh*t! Get down!

Get down! You OK? You OK?!

Jesus, Joe. What the hell?

Stay here. Motherf***er.

Motherf***er!

I am going to kill

that f***ing piece of sh*t!

- Where are you going?

- You Russian piece of sh*t!

Gun.

Shoot my f***ing house.

I am going to f***ing kill you.

Dad, wait!

Get back in the house.

Get back in the house!

Get back in now! Go!

Stay right here.

Don't you move, son, OK?

You f***ing piece of sh*t.

I am going to f***ing kill you!

- Nicky, get inside.

- F***ing piece of sh*t!

Joe! Joe!

What's the matter with you?

I just called 911.

Leave it for the cops!

Get the kid and take him

back in the house!

You f***ing piece of sh*t!

I am going to kill you!

Open the f***ing door!

- Oleg's my friend!

- I will kick it in!

- He's my friend!

- Open the door!

Joey, don't be a damn hero!

Open up! It's Joey Gazelle

from next door! Open up!

Open up!

Get back! Get back!

Where is he? Is he upstairs?

He's in--

- What?

- He's--

Listen, get down.

What the f***?

Where's the kid?

Where's the kid?

F*** him.

I am the one who's shot.

Who is he?

Is he still in the house?

The little snotfuck

ran out back.

Oleg?

Oleg? What are you trying to say?

Oleg shot you?

What are you...

a f***ing idiot?

I didn't do this to myself.

The little prick

put a gun to me, too.

Look at him.

She used to f***ing make--

Where'd he get the piece?

Where'd he get the f***ing piece?!

- F*** should I know?!

- What, it wasn't yours?

No! No way!

I got a .357

in the safe out back.

He had some f***ing

snub-nosed thing.

Silver. Chrome.

This is bullshit, Nick!

Now you tell me!

I am not playing around!

We saw where you put the gun,

but he didn't take anything--

not with me.

Well, he went back, Nicky.

Well, I didn't know.

I swear I didn't know.

Come here. Listen to me.

Listen to me. That piece,

that's not just any hot piece.

Tommy used it

to burn a dirty cop.

- No. Joe.

- Yeah.

Yeah. No, no. Listen, listen.

On top of it...

that kid's out there right now.

The cops are on their way.

If they find the gun

or they find the kid...

and he talks, I am dead.

F***!

Calm down! Calm down.

- Yeah.

- Calm down.

We can get to him.

You can get to the gun

before the cops do.

Sh*t.

Hey.

Hey, so where you

going to take him?

Grimley Memorial.

Hey, Mila, you know, I think

you should go with him, OK?

Nyet. Ya padazhdu.

Yeah, no, you should go with him.

I am going to go look for Oleg.

Me and Nicky are going to

go find him, OK?

And I will get Teresa to stay here

in case he comes back, all right?

- All right, you should go.

- OK. Thank you, Joey.

- Yeah, no problem.

- I am sorry.

Yeah, no problem.

Yeah, we're going to find him.

Don't worry about it.

F***.

Come on.

Police officers.

Sir, you live here?

No, no. Actually, I live next door.

I heard some gunshots...

so I came over, you know,

to see what's going on.

What did you see?

I saw Anzor, my neighbor.

He was in the kitchen.

He--he's been shot.

He say who did it?

Nah. He was screaming

in Russian.

His wife, she asked me

to stick around for the kid.

He's out somewhere.

- You don't know who shot him?

- No.

I am going to need to take

a statement outside.

I can't have you

messing up the scene, OK?

All right.

Hey, check it out.

I don't see nothing inside.

Maybe all the way back.

Got it.

Leave it for forensics.

Sir, I need for you

to wait outside.

All right. No problem.

F***ing having a heart attack.

- I can't--I can't--

- Breathe.

I got to find this kid, T.

I got to find this kid tonight.

Nick, I need to know places,

all right?

I need to know hideouts.

Go to your room right now...

and make a list.

Nick, make a list!

OK.

I am not f***ing around, Nick.

Joe, just--

just take it easy.

There's no f***ing time!

All right,

I want you to wait next door...

and the second he shows up,

call me.

I got to f***ing

do something about this.

I can't have the kid

f***ing talking to the cops.

You understand me?

The f***ing gun is on the street.

This whole f***ing goddamn thing

is about to f***ing blow up.

If f***ing Tommy

or any of those f***ing guys...

find out about it,

I am a dead man.

You got to f***ing help me.

If I f***ing have to.

Hey, grab your jacket, Nick.

We're going for a ride.

All right, Nick.

I want you to stay in the car,

all right?

Don't get out for anything...

and if I am not back in one hour,

I want you to call your mother.

She will come and get you, OK?

Excuse me.

OK, take her to burn now.

You're going to be fine.

Dr. Gutierrez, 745.

Dr. Gutierrez, 745.

Excuse me.

Who's in the other room?

Is that Yugorsky, gunshot victim?

Teenager, DUI car wreck.

I think they just lost a GSW in 3.

Lost? He--he's dead?

Yeah.

No, wait.

He took a bullet right here.

No, a major trauma to chest.

Been in surgery all day.

Guy was a cop.

Wait. No. Yeah,

they did bring someone in...

about 40 minutes ago.

O.R. number 2. I think

he's gone upstairs already.

That's this way?

Can I help you...

Dr. Donaldson?

Yeah. The cops

are waiting outside...

and they need to run a match

on this bullet ASAP.

Well, I will make sure

they get it right away.

Excuse me.

You looking for this?

Yugorsky, GSW, shoulder?

You got to help me

find him, Nick.

What are you going to do to him?

I am not going to do nothing.

I just need to get my gun back

and bring him home.

You sure?

Talk to me, Nick.

It's this old abandoned

rec center in the park.

Me and Oleg would hang out

there sometimes, read comics.

He might be there.

Nice gun.

Lo Chan to Admitting.

Detective Rydell, Narcotics.

I already made a statement.

I don't know

who the shooter was.

F***ing n*ggers

all look the same.

Yeah.

Anzor Yugorsky.

Any relation to Ivan Yugorsky?

My uncle.

The Czar of Brighton Beach.

I been to his club

a couple of times.

Nice joint.

He even sang a few songs.

He sings like a f***ing toad.

Well, Sinatra he's not...

but he's a man

with a serious reputation.

- He has a lot of enemies.

- Bullshit.

I told you. It was just

some f***ing crackhead.

Yeah, well, I spoke

to the officers on the scene.

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