Standoff Page #4

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You send the little lady

down to me right now,

You're saving two lives

in exchange for one.

Not to toot my own horn,

but that's a hell of a bargain.

F*** you!

Okay. You heard him, Jerry.

Have it your way.

Oh, quit your whining.

Hold on. Hold on.

I got something here for you.

- Here we go.

- No, no, no.

- Alright.

- No.

That's it. Oh, yeah. That's it. Alright?

What are you doing?

Stand back now.

Oh, God!

What's he doing?

Get out of here. Go, go upstairs.

Get upstairs, now! Go.

Don't listen.

Four down, four to go!

- Your thumbs getting past.

- Oh, you sh*t f***.

Listen up, soldier boy!

What's it gonna be?

Me and Jerry Baker are waiting

for you to send her ass down.

You piece of sh*t. You're a piece

of f***ing sh*t, you know that?

Sticks and stones, my friend.

Alright, have it your way.

- Please.

- Stay with me now. Just you and me.

Please, stop.

I was going to start with the toes, but...

I guess I lost the stomach

for the hard stuff.

Hey. Listen, partner.

It's decision time.

Please, don't.

Please.

Listen, man!

If you don't send

that little girl down here

with that film, and I mean right now...

I'm fixing the Jackson Pollock,

Jerry Baker's brains

all over the motherfucking floor.

Man... you kill that guy

is 'cause you want to!

You're just looking for an excuse!

You want to kill somebody?

You go ahead!

You got f***ing brain damage!

You're a sick f***! And you want to!

Not because...

A simple yes or no would've worked.

But you know...

you really piss me off, Jethro.

A matter of fact, you've lost

all your conversation privileges.

Yeah! Radio silence starts right now!

And it ends when you're ready

to send the little girl down!

Now that suits me just fine, a**hole.

I'm sick of hearing

your goddamn voice anyway.

Just do me a favor when you drop dead,

just do it real loud, okay?

So, I can hear it from up here.

Hey, a**hole?

I don't hear him walking around anymore.

What's he doing?

Let's find out.

Alright, cocksucker.

Alright, you win. I got to...

I got to get to a hospital, man.

You can have her.

You can have the girl, okay?

You hear me? You win.

I'm sending her down, alright? Just...

just get the f*** out of here

when I do, okay?

He ain't down there.

He must've gone outside again.

I'm gonna sneak down there, wait for him

to come back in and blow him in half.

- It's a trick.

- No, no.

I just offered you up like he won, so that

drops anything else he got cooking.

He ain't talking back

'cause he ain't down there.

No, he's waiting for you.

Get in the bathroom, lock the door.

Carter, don't go.

No time to argue.

You get in there. Go, now!

Don't come out.

Bird.

Carter, are you back?

Hey, now, little lady, come on out.

Sh*t!

F***!

F***.

Damn, that kind of hurt!

This really ain't your day, pal.

Hey, you want to think about...

packing it in, heading to the hospital?

Before somebody gets hurt.

Man.

Think it ain't looking

too good for you, buddy!

This is a lousy place

for the end of the road.

You think this sh*t is funny?

Okay, hillbilly.

Alright.

I'll show you how funny this sh*t is.

That ain't nothing.

F*** the film. I'll take my chances.

What are you doing?

Wouldn't you like to know?

Yeah, that's good, man.

Keep moving around,

keep that blood pumping.

Wouldn't want you to lay down...

close your eyes and never open them again.

Go f*** yourself.

What?

Trying to help you.

Believe me,

that's not such a bad way to go.

You just kind of... drift off.

Yeah? What dead motherf***er

did you hear that from?

You know, I'm surprised

you haven't called for backup.

Backup?

That little girl IDs me...

it's my ass, not my employers.

My witness. My problem.

I'm a contractor, mister. A professional.

I don't lose. I don't ask for help.

That's what keeps me employed.

Yeah, well...

it just gonna put you in the ground too,

you know, throw in the towel soon, buddy.

I mean, what the f*** are we doing, man?

This is like a pissing contest for you?

Life ain't nothing but one big f***ing

pissing contest, soldier boy.

Ain't you been paying attention?

Sh*t.

I don't die unless the motherf***er

trying to kill me... earns it.

You ain't earned it.

Be damn if I let some chicken sh*t

like you take me out.

You saying about me...

I'm not the guy you're fighting, am I?

Yeah.

I'm starting to understand.

You'll never understand

a man like me, chump.

Are you really the monster

you want me to think you are?

You don't have a daughter, do you?

Yeah, I got a daughter.

What, you think monsters don't breed?

But how did you get to be what you are?

Oh, what the f*** is it with you?

You want to be my friend?

You want to be my shrink?

Or you did just fall in love

with the velvet baritone of my voice.

Come on, man.

You want to know?

Tough guy?

How you get to be like me?

Jesus.

Let's see.

Oh, yeah.

First guy I killed...

brought me up a bit.

No, a lot.

I couldn't eat, couldn't sleep.

Couldn't even look myself in the mirror.

Then something strange happened.

Killed another fellow,

I felt a little better.

Killed another fellow,

I felt a little better.

The fellow after that, better.

Pretty soon, the more jobs

I got under my belt...

the easier I slept at night.

How many people would that take?

I don't know, I don't count.

Let's just say...

these days I sleep like a baby.

I don't know... I don't know how you

could live with something like that.

There's something I read once...

stuck with me.

He who makes a beast of himself...

loses the pain of being a man.

We all got our ways of dealing with stuff.

Guess for you, it's killing people.

I kill 'cause it's my job, I take orders.

You were a soldier,

you know what that's like.

Don't pull that card, pal.

We don't kill kids.

I kill for two reasons,

money and necessity.

I don't kill for pleasure.

I never have, I never will.

Well, why don't we roll out Jerry Baker

and ask him how he feels about that?

That was... an intimidation tactic,

pure and simple.

But I'm going to do whatever is necessary

to get ahold of that girl, you know that.

She's got to go.

You don't look the devil in the face

without taking the ride to the bottom floor.

The devil.

You really are f***ed in the head,

you know that?

So, now I'm crazy?

Well, one of us must be.

Carter.

What? You okay?

What's the matter?

I'm sorry I got you into this.

Got me into this.

Bird.

Hey. Hey.

We were put together for a reason.

Lucky.

What took you so long?

Hey, partner!

Got somebody down here who wants

to talk to you. Go on, speak up, darling.

- Carter.

- Mara?

Bingo! Found her number in your phone.

Gave her a call.

I told her I was a friend of yours.

And I was really worried about you.

That you needed to see her bad, but you

couldn't bring yourself to make the call.

That's where I come in.

Being the close loyal friend that I am.

This poor woman drove half the night

to get here, ain't that right, ma'am?

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