Stripped Naked Page #6
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- 2009
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- I saw that in his eyes too.
You know,
last time I saw that in someone's
eyes was with my father.
- Your dad?
- Mm-hmm.
I heard a rumor.
Can I ask you if it's true?
Ask away.
Did you really kill your dad?
I heard that you shot him
when you were 16.
14, actually.
What happened?
Well...
my mom died of cancer
when I was 12.
My father,
he used to beat the sh*t
out of Howie.
Then he started coming
into my room at night...
you know,
after my mom was gone.
He was looking
for some female attention.
- Hmm.
- So one night,
Howie came home
all hopped up on speed
and he found Dad in my bed.
He went off.
Man, did he go off.
I knew if that fight
continued much longer...
one of them would end up dead.
And I wasn't
gonna let it be Howie.
So you basically
had no choice.
No, I made a choice.
Have you ever regretted it?
You know, I learned young...
that some people
needed to be stopped.
If no one else
was gonna do it,
I would.
I'm not good at stopping things.
What's Cassie gotten you into?
You know, if you're
in over your head...
and you want to talk,
I'm here.
It's okay.
Everything's gonna be fine.
Cassie'll take care of it.
She said she would.
And she will.
It's been a long f***ing day.
It really has.
Hi, I'm not here. Leave a message.
F***ing b*tch blowing me off.
Yes, hello, it's me again.
Stop ignoring me
and pick up your phone.
God damn it,
pick up your phone!
F*** you!
Look at you, girl.
You're gonna do great in France.
You can be in charge of finding a place.
We don't need anything fancy.
Don't ever leave me, Cassie.
I will never leave you, Luc.
I can tell from that look
that you've got something
on your mind.
You're part of the old life, Jack.
I've got a plane to catch at noon.
I don't have time
to f*** around anymore.
This probably not how
your fantasy ends.
I found this torch in your kitchen.
Do you know that
a butane torch like this
can burn at 2,400 Fahrenheit?
Not only that, it can burn
for 20 minutes at a time, Jade.
20 minutes is a long time.
A very long time.
What do you want?
I want to know
where the money is.
Do you know
what I'm talking about?
Yes, but I don't
know where it is.
- Say that again.
- I don't know where it is
or who took it.
You see that?
There is a direct correlation
between this butane torch
and wrong answers.
I never saw the money.
Jack took it. He was at the club
earlier and then he left.
I don't know.
Maybe she went to go
take it from him.
I leant her...
I leant her my car.
That's all I know.
I swear.
You know what, Kyla?
She owes me.
We had a deal.
And even though
Jack didn't bring the money,
I helped her figure out
where it was
and she owes me for that.
Just calm down, Howie.
You always get like this
when you're high.
F*** that! No!
I'm not gonna calm down!
That was the money I was gonna use
to buy this shower for the club.
And I'm not just gonna let her
f*** me on this.
I don't care who she's in with.
They're not gonna
f*** me either.
Everybody's always
trying to f*** with me.
Well, you know, f*** them!
I am sick of being
the nice guy.
Just let it go.
I have a feeling Cassie's
into some bad sh*t.
Okay, Kyla.
F*** Cassie.
F*** that b*tch.
That meth is mine, okay?
Do you hear me?
She owes me.
The meth is mine.
Mine mine mine mine mine!
You know what?
If you're so cool,
why don't you f***ing
count your money
and you can
shut the place up tonight.
I know you're in there
because all your lights are on!
So why don't you
open the f***ing door?!
Grab the knob,
do me a favor and open...
Hello.
It's you.
Yes. Please come in.
It's better if you don't.
In.
So you here for Cassie or Jade?
Cassie.
That's good,
'cause Jade's no longer with us.
Was she meeting you here?
Is she on her way?
Jade was not much help
answering my litany of questions.
No, um...
she wasn't meeting me.
I thought I would, uh...
surprise her.
Well, I'm definitely surprised.
Have a seat.
I hear there's a cabin.
Okay.
I don't know
what this is all about.
And I don't want to know
what this is all about.
And I really
don't want any trouble, okay?
Oh, you think...
you think I killed Jade.
No, I did not do that.
She fell down the stairs.
You know what?
She was a sweet kid.
I didn't like her so much.
She exploited herself
for financial gain
and I don't
find that admirable.
Sure.
Do you know, in the US,
there's more guns than there are cars?
I can see why.
Guns have more personality.
Don't you think?
Look,
I just came here
to get what
Cassie promised me.
I don't want
any trouble with you
or Mr. Grayson or anybody.
And if you let me go,
I'll make it worth your while.
How are you gonna
make it worth my while?
Okay. Okay. Good.
A;
I will never say sh*t about...
this.
And B;
how does...
how does 30 grand
of white pony
sound to you, huh?
And where are you getting
this 30 grand of white pony?
I like that, by the way.
Drugs should be fun.
Yeah.
Cassie. Cassie.
And I know she's got it
'cause she showed it to me.
Now you let me walk out of here
and I swear you'll
get your cut.
You think it's here, hidden?
Oh, I'd bet my life on it.
You just did.
Hey! Hey hey hey!
You have to cock
the gun, a**hole.
- Hello.
- Kyla, it's me.
Howie, where are you?
I'm at Cassie's.
I just killed
the guy from the club.
The freaky one.
He shot Jade,
I shot him.
And now I'm in her house
with two bodies.
And I could use just a little bit
of your f***ing help maybe!
Shut up already.
I'm on my way.
Jesus Christ.
What the f*** happened here?
I didn't do this, he did.
Cassie, she was like this
when I got here.
That guy let me in.
I came here looking for you.
I swear.
I swear!
Just put the gun down.
- Why'd you come here?
- The meth.
I came for the meth.
Sweetheart, that is all I want.
And I will be gone.
You told him
where we live, didn't you?
Cassie, I didn't
tell that guy anything.
- You and your f***ing meth.
- Easy! Easy! Easy!
Did you get your money?
Okay.
You just tell me
where the drugs are...
and we can
work something out.
We can work something out.
I don't need a partner.
Cassie?
Sorry, Howie,
but I do better on my own.
Please.
Okay, Lucky.
It's time.
Oh sh*t, I don't want
to forget your food.
What the f*** did you do?
I- I didn't kill your brother.
They were already dead.
I swear to God.
I tried to save him,
but it was just too late.
You lying sack of sh*t.
No. No no no no.
That guy did it.
He killed Jade and Howie
and he tried to kill me.
I saw him.
I saw him with my own eyes, Kyla.
Kyla.
You're just like the rest.
No.
No better
than the scum I get rid of.
"Par-ee."
# I'm #
# Quitting you #
# Need #
# Something new #
# Ah... #
# Andy #
# Feel me #
# Wounded #
# Heal me... #
I'll call you back.
...another entrepreneur.
Police have identified the body
as that of Oren Grayson,
owner of the exclusive
Martini Room downtown.
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