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Running Scared Page #4
I told you.
It's not the f***ing piece.
Look, everybody knows the nephew
is a brain-fried retrobate.
Yeah, whatever.
He's a f***ing tweaker piece of sh*t.
And he's cooking meth
in his backyard.
I know I told you this already,
but it's just a matter of time...
before he blows up the whole
f***ing neighborhood.
We notice, but it's a sensitive issue
with me and you.
Now, I am in bed with Yugorsky
on this gasoline deal.
Hey, it's a good deal.
I don't want to rock the boat.
F*** that.
Pa, it's the f***ing narc
that's got his dick in our ass.
Hey...
calm down, Tommy.
You see, Joe, the tweaker's
got it in his head...
that maybe you were looking...
to knock him out
of the cooking business...
and help the boy out.
Made a piece available to him.
to do something like that.
Never.
All right, all right, look.
I made a personal reassurance
to Yugorsky...
that I would have
my entire crew in the street...
out looking for that kid.
Now, in the interest
of professional harmony...
I think we all want
to get our stories straight.
You agree, don't you, Joe?
One hamburger,
and you're out of my life.
That's it.
Oleg.
Sh*t.
Hey, kid...
how you doing?
Your old man sent this stuff
out for you.
Thanks.
Ain't it a little late
for you to be out?
I got twins your age.
They're in bed by now.
What are you, like, 9?
and a half.
I got to go to the bathroom.
Hey, Joey...
looks like your kid
don't listen too well.
It must run in the family.
Hey, Nicky, get over here.
Get over here.
What the hell you doing?
I thought I told you to wait in the car.
I had to go to the bathroom.
How you doing, Nicky? You want
you want some gummy bears?
Hey, Nicky,
you wouldn't by chance...
know where your friend
got that gun, would you?
No.
I have to go to the bathroom.
OK.
Nicky, you go to the bathroom.
Have you decided yet?
I have a bus to catch in--
Cuando?
I will have a cheeseburger
and a coke.
I got to go to the bathroom.
Don't worry. We're going to
take care of the cop, OK?
- I know.
- OK.
Where is it?
Hey, Nicky.
- Where the hell are you?
- I am almost done.
Well, hurry up in there.
Come on, we got to go.
- Razors.
- Razors.
Get over there
and wash your hands.
We got to get out of here.
Come on.
F***.
Hey, sweetie, how you doing?
Good, hon.
All right, Nick, listen to me.
I want you to think really hard...
about where your friend
might be right now...
because the others,
they're looking for him...
and if they
find him first, I am--
- They won't find the gun.
- What did you say?
What did you say?
Don't you mess with me, Nicky.
I want you
to f***ing talk to me now.
Just promise me
you won't hurt him.
Nick, I don't have time
for this sh*t right now.
- Now f***ing tell me.
- Promise!
Promise you what? What, what?
I promise. I swear to God.
I am not going to f***ing
hurt your friend.
Now, just come on. Just tell me.
Just tell me what you know.
Come on.
This one here?
Man.
Come on, where is it, Nick?
I thought you said
you put it in there.
Well, I did.
I put it right there.
Then where is it? I thought
you said you put it in the tank.
I put it in here.
Sh*t. Which one
did you put it in, Nick?
Which one did you put it in?
God damn it, Nicky.
Why'd you lie to me?
Why did you lie to me?
I didn't.
Why did you lie to me?!
Why did you lie to me?!
I am not f***ing lying!
I put it in there!
You just f***ing
killed me, Nick.
You just f***ing killed me.
You come here.
Now, I want you to keep
an eye open, right?
If you see anybody come...
I want you to cough really loud,
all right?
You're like a broken record.
I am telling you.
You got to see this.
You better not be
jerking my chain.
What are you doing here, kid?
I was looking for the bathroom.
See? Even the kid thinks
it's a shithole back here.
Shut up, Ralphie.
All right, just...
you go on out
through that door there...
turn left, go all the way
down to the end...
turn left again,
and you're there.
You got it?
Which door?
Come here, kid. I will show you.
Come here, kid.
Hey, Yolanda.
- Come on.
- Wait up.
Where you going
with my cheesecake?
No, this is for
paying customers, not you.
Manny.
Where are you? Here.
There. I got your number, f***er.
Forget it. I ain't dragging
your butt across no state lines.
Look, papa,
why don't you just go home?
I bet you things are not as bad
as you think they are.
Come on, papa.
Motherf***er!
Be careful what you say!
Get down! Over here.
Run! Run, little man, run!
Hey!
Let go!
Get off! Get off!
Get off!
Do you know these guys?
Yeah.
Baby?
Where the hell are you?
Taking care of things.
because they picked up Oleg at
a bus station with some hooker.
Who picked him up? The cops?
Yeah.
Jesus Christ.
This is f***ing bullshit.
- Hey...
- F***!
Hey! You got Nicky with you?
Yeah, he's right here.
Then stop using your mouth
around him...
and bring my son home now.
Yeah.
Yeah, that's what I am doing.
I am bringing him home right now.
Do you mind?
I am feeling kind of parched.
Big game Friday night.
I bet you're excited about that.
It's going to be red ice...
and plenty of
blue shirt body bags.
Am I right?
Look...
I could help you, kid--
you and your mom, if need be.
Now, I could get that prick
out of your life, lock him up.
I could do that. I am a cop.
All you have to do is tell me
where you found the gun...
That's it. What do you say?
You let me help you.
Get out of here, Mila.
You know, go to a shelter.
I mean,
I can get you an address.
You don't understand.
I belong to him.
No. No...
I don't understand.
I was prostitute in Moscow.
Yugorsky Escort Service
offered to bring girls over...
with promise of big bucks.
We would owe $50,000--
you know, pay back through work.
I take offer...
not tell them I am pregnant.
When they find out...
they insist I have an abortion.
I told them no.
They sent Anzor to kill me.
Anzor's not a killer.
He's not hard man...
like big Yugorsky.
He thinks...
he thinks he's,
you know, John Wayne.
Must do right thing.
He goes against his uncle.
He tells big man Yugorsky
he will pay off my debt.
His uncle refuses...
tells him...
he will send others to kill me
to set example.
So, Anzor make me wife.
Big man Yugorsky
can't kill his nephew's wife.
But he tells Anzor
He's no longer...
working for Yugorsky family.
Yeah.
I am going to get you
the name of a shelter.
You OK?
This ain't right, Joe.
He don't need to be
put through this.
Nick, I am proud of you.
You done good, all right?
Look, I am going to head up
to Community Hills.
The cops don't got
the gun yet...
but I may have a line on it,
so I am going to go over there.
I am scared, Joe.
I am pissed at you,
and I am scared--
equal measures.
Be careful.
- Hey.
- Hey.
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