Sin City Page #9

What are you talking about?

Keep driving, Nancy. Keep driving and keep the car on the road

She's counting on you, old man

What are you doing?

Prove you're still worth a damn

Try to keep it on the road, Nancy

He's a decent shot

But he's in too much of a hurry

Throwing away bullets like they were candy

He doesn't know how to take his time

Aim carefull and look the devil in the eye

Stop the car, Nancy. I've got to confirm the kill

-What?

-Stop the car, now!

Right. Stop the car. Confirm the kill

Sorry, I got a little rattled

It's OK. You did great. Sit tight. I'll be right back

No. Let me stay close

Nothing can happen to me when I'm with you

Please? Let me stay close?

The stink. I almost gag

His blood smells even worse than he does

And it's all over the place

But the creep, himself... he's gone

We're out of time

Sirens. I used to welcome the sound

There's nothing to do now but find a place to huddle up for the night

Get Nancy to calm down and figure out what on Earth I'm going to do next

The stink. Somehow it stays with us all the way to the hotel

Nancy, I went to your apartment. Your windows thrown wide open

The rooms looks almost empty. That's why I'm sure you'd been kidnapped

My window? Robbed again? That's the 3rd time this year

I swore if I ever saw you again, I'd show you I grew up strong

There I was just like before, scared and helpless

-I'm such an a**hole

-You should sit down. You'll feel a little bit better if you sit down

I've never been all that good with people

When it comes to reassuring a traumatized 19 year old...

I'm as expert as a Paulsy victim doing brain surgery with a pipe wrench

It's always been you, Hartigan

All these years

It's just nerves making you say that

I'm just exhausted. I need to sleep

-Sleep with me

-Stop it, Nancy

It wasn't just gratitude

I tried to fall in love with boys

I thought I did once or twice

But I was already in love... with you

That's enough. Jesus Christ. I'm old enough to be your grandfather

-You're just scared

-I'm not scared

No

There's wrong and there's wrong and then there's this

For God's sakes, you're just a kid

I love you

I love you, too

with all my heart

Cold shower. It helps

No, Nancy

Recognize my voice, Hartigan?

Recognize my voice, you piece of sh*t cop?

I look different, but I bet you can recognize my voice

Sure, I recognize your voice, Junior

Everything's going straight to hell

I've been suckered into betraying the only friend I got

And put her in the hands of a murdering rapist I thought I put down for good

Suckered by a spoiled brat, son of a senator

It's all gone to hell

Klump. It's me

I got a dead man needs to be fetched

I want you to set me up for a party

I've already got the girl, you dumb sh*t

It better be perfect or I'm calling my dad

My tools better be clean and sharp

Better be ready. It better be perfect

I get to do whatever I want

However I want, whenever I want it

My dad. I'd love him if I didn't hate him

He spent a fortune hiring every expert on the planet to grow back that equipment you blew off from between my legs

Just so the old fart can hold out some kind of hope of having a grandkid

Although, as you can see, there were some... side effects

I'm not complaining though. Since you've been gone, I've been having the time of my life

Now you've led me back to your darling Cordelia

We all wondered who wrote all those letters. She left not a clue

Clever girl. So pretty, so pretty

Little old for my taste, but I can forgive that just this once

Nancy, don't scream. Whatever he does to you, don't scream

She'll scream. I'm going to take all night doing dear old Nancy. And you're going to die knowing it's all your fault

They've all screamed, Hartigan

Dozens of them. Maybe a hundred

And if there weren't so many people hear about, I would show you how to make dear old Nancy scream

It's going to be 1 hell of a show

This is it. No way to fight it now

No hope left

No chance

This is it

This is the end

No

Give it a shot, old man. Keep your neck tight

Move. The window. Maybe there's an alarm

The window. Keep your neck tight, God dammit. Stay conscious

Stay conscious

No alarm

The glass. Cut the rope. You can do it

You can do it

It is inclement upon me to comment with mark displeasure on your rash impulsiveness

in selecting such an eye-catching and impracticle car to heist, Mr. Shlubb

Irrelevent to said mission, is the following queary which I now put forth to you

Where in this most streamlined and trunkless of transports, boner inspiring

though it may be, where in, are we to reposit our recently deceased cargo?

I can only express puzzlement that borders on alarm

Show me where Roark takes the girls, or I'll cut your damn head off

In plain english, creep

He had to (???)

Even agrarian (???)... The Farm

That's all I need to hear

Every cop on the force knows about the Roark Family's farm and to stay away from it

Shlubb and Klump were packing an arsenal

Once things get loud, I'll probably have use for the cannons

But at first, I'll have to play it quiet

Quiet and nasty

Nancy's car. 6 miles from the Farm

"Nobody but me can keep this heap running" she told me

Good girl

The car stalled out on that yellow bastard

you kept your mouth shut. I'll bet Junior was serious

I bet he slapped you around something fierce

But you stayed strong. You bought a few extra minutes

There's still a chance, Nancy

Don't scream

I ditch the car a mile or so from the Farm and make my way through the woods

I'm not half way there when it hits

My heart

It can't be my heart. I was cured

Bad cough

Blood in it. Doesn't matter now

I don't have to stay alive that much longer anyway

Rotten way to kill a man

But it's quiet

Hate yourself later

You're only making it worse for yourself, you stupid cow!

Don't you think I'm tired? Is that it? You think I'm getting tired?

You're the one who's going to crack. You'll crack!

You'll cry and beg

You'll scream

Oh yeah, you'll scream, you big fat ugly cow. You'll scream

You thinking the whip is the best I could do?

That was foreplay

Hartigan was right about you. You can't get it up unless I scream

You're pathetic

pathetic

That's not wise at all to make fun of me like that

It brings out the worst in me

Stupid old man

In too much of a hurry

Damn. It can't be!

Charging in like Gallahad, just like I told myself I wouldn't

Stupid old man

-Attacked him good

-Don't take no chances. Perferate the fool

Good advice

Give it up, Junior

It's over. Let her go

You're dreaming Hartigan

I get to see your eyes while I fillet the woman of your dreams right in front of you

Look at you. You're about to keel over, you can't even lift that cannon

Sure I can

You gave me the scare there for a second, old man

Nancy, I'm sorry

I'm taking no chances with you

First I soften you up, and then it's showtime

Here it comes

It's going to hurt

You're right about that

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