Sin City Page #4

not since a year back when her frat boy roughed her up and I straightened him out but good

it really gets my goat when guys rough up dames

So what do you want me to do with her?

Well, your best bet is... drive her all the way up to Sacred Oaks

What about you? Are you leaving town?

Hell no. I like it here

I hotwire a parked cab and stay under the speed limit so as not to get any attention

My head starts to clear, and things start to make sense

I owe you, Goldie. I owe you 1, and I'm going to pay up

So going after Roark means dying, win, or lose?

Hell, I'll die laughing if I know I've done this one thing right

Quiet as a grave out here. No sign of target

Alright, keep a lookout

Kevin?

What's left of him, anyways

The dog ate the rest

Oh, my God

You monster

You... demon

Don't scream of I'll plug you

He had the voice... of an angel

Yet he spoke only to me

And he's dead now because of 1 stupid whore

It's not a real good idea for you to talk about Goldie that way... while I'm around

When he came to me

He was a tormented boy

Tormented by guilt

I tried to council him

But the eating. It filled him with white light

tearful, he swore to me that he felt the touch of God almighty

What the hell do you know?

I know it's pretty damn weird to eat people

He didn't just eat their bodies. He ate their souls

And I joined in

They were all whores

Nobody cared for them

Nobody'd miss them

And then your... Goldie almost ruined everything

She stayed in public places. And then with you...

You were so convenient. You'd broken man's jaw that very night

Who would believe a thug like you?

Kevin killed her

I ordered the police in for you. But you wouldn't be caught

You wouldn't stop. And now he's dead and you're here too

Eliminate me

Will that give you satisfaction, my son?

Killing a helpless, old fart

The killing, no. No satisfaction

Everything up until the killing... will be a gas

Kevin. We're going home

You could scream now if you want to

It's beautiful, Goldie. It's just like I promised, only better

And when his eyes go dead, the Hell I send him to must seem like Heaven after what I've done to him

Freeze! Oh my God

Jerks. They should've shot me in the head, and enough times to make sure

It's so stupid. Everybody knows what's coming

but they go through the motions anyway, what a waste of time

Month's fall off the calandar while I breath and eat through tubes

Night after night I wait for someone to come and finish me off

After awhile I realize it's not going to be so easy as that

I'm on my feet for about 10 minutes before the cops kick them out from under me

They don't ask me any questions

They just keep knocking the crap out of me and waving a confession in my face

and I keep spitting blood all over it and laughing at how many fresh copies they come up with

then along comes this worm assitant district attorney who turns the recorder off and says

if I don't sign their confession, they'll kill my mom

I break his arm in 3 places and I sign it

From then on, it's the circus everybody wants it to be

They nail me for the works. Not just the people I did kill

but even Lucille and the girls that Roark and Kevin ate

and even Goldie

the judge is all fire and brimstone when she hands down the sentence

midnight and my death are only a few hours away, when I get my first surprise in 18 months

My only visitor

I'm ready for anything but that scent

I got him for you good, didn't I, Goldie

I'm sorry, Wendy. I got confused again

seeing you like this

You can call me Goldie

She smells like angels ought to smell

The perfect woman. The goddess

Goldie. She says her name is Goldie

They fix fix me a pretty decent steak for my last meal

They even throw in a brew. It's the first I've had since back at Nancy's

Then they shave my head and fix me with a rubber diaper. And get to it

And it's about damn time, if you ask me

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death

Would you get a move on, I haven't got all night

You heard the man. Hit it

That the best you can do, you pansies?

He's done

THE BIG FAT KILL

Forget it, man. You can bang on that door all night if you want to. There is no way in Hell I'm letting you in

I can't believe you're doing this to me, Shellie

Everything we've shared. It has to mean something to you

It meant plenty. Plenty of lost pay on account on how nobody wants to

flirt with a waitress whose face is all purple and swollen up with bruises

I know you're angry, baby. And I forgive you for that without you even asking me to

There's a difference between getting honked off at a guy who's generally not so bad

and... finding out that you've been sweet talked by a total jerk loser

who skips out on a wife he doesn't even tell you about every time

he gets drunk, which is way too often

especially... the kind of total jerk loser who has to beat up on a girl to make himself feel like a man

That hurts, Shellie. It's one thing for you to play hard to get

but don't go trying to cut my nuts off

I... am impossible to get. Do yourself a favor, Jackie Boy, and get help

like... a shrink. Get help and... get lost

Just open the door

Go ahead and open the door, Shellie. I'll take care of this

Just open the door. You'll see how wrong you've been about me

Oblige him, Shellie. I'm ready for him

No. If he knew that you were here with me, you don't know how bad this can get

This clown's got a big mean drunk on

And he's got 4 friends out there in the hall, breathing had and just as drunk as he is

I could swear I heard somebody in there with you just now

Somebody?! Jackie Boy, it's a regular African lovefest in here

- Let me know who races (???)

- I mean, I got me, I got me all 5 starters...

and half the bench of the Basin City Blues keeping me company

You feel like taking them on?

You are teasing me, baby. Some of my best friends...

but you are really pushing my buttons

and the whole time you've been doing me like this

I've been too polite to point out that at any time I want to

I could kick this damn door to splinters

OK, baby. You know what I can do. You know what I can do

- Alright, Jack

- 1...

- Alright

- 2...

Alright, alright

Troops, make yourself at home

You brought your whole pack with you?

None of these bozos got lives, they got to hang out with you

You're going to love this baby. You're going to call up some of your friends

who work in the salloon. With you and the bunch of us, we're going to

hit every joint in town. It's just going to be great

I ain't calling up nobody

That's a man's shirt, and I sure as Hell it ain't one of mine

You got somebody's slow stink all over you

You've been with another man. You've been with him tonight

He's Superman. He flew out the window just as soon as he heard you were coming

because you scared him so bad

You think I have no feelings at all

If you're going to slug me, just go ahead and get it over with, you sick bastard

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