Suicide Kings Page #10

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They're gonna do you a favor.

Not a favor they'd do

for anybody.

Also, they tell you if you do

what they say, nobody gets hurt.

Am i gettin' warm ?

You haven't moved

the mercury yet.

I'm not that far off,

am i ?

By the time these bottom feeders

finish turning dogshit

into diamonds,

You let yourself be talked into

doing something you'd never do

in a million years.

-Huh ? It could happen.

- Shut up, Charlie !

Itdoeshappen.

And it always starts

with the first...

Bet or babe or snort,

fix, whatever,

Until it becomes easy,

and after that you don't

feel nothin'... At all.

- Right ? T.k. ?

-You're full of sh*t,

Charlie. You know that ?

Tell 'im, Max.

- Yeah. Tell me, Max.

- You don't know sh*t, Charlie.

Your eyes are floatin',

Max.

- F*** you !

you don't know who i am !

- you're guilty as sh*t.

Tell 'im, Max.

Just f***in'

tell 'im, Max.

- Tell me, Max.

- Tell 'im, Max.

- I never wanted to cut your

finger off, all right ?

- Tell your friends...

You're sorry.

I never wanted anyone

to get hurt.

What the f***

does that mean ?

Tell 'im you didn't

do it, Max.

Tell 'im.

Come on, Max.

Just tell 'em you're sorry.

Say "i'm sorry."

that's all.

Say "i am sorry."

Come on, Max.

Say you're sorry !

Tell 'im, Max.

Tell 'im !

I'm sorry.

Motherf***er !

t.k., bring your bag over here !

now ! do it !

Bring your f***in' saw !

now !

- Brett, put the gun--

- shut up, avery !

- T.k., come on ! do it !

bring it over here !

- t.k., don't !

Avery...

Go in the other room.

Bring your bag over here !

come on ! do it !

bring that f***in' saw !

- Oh, Brett, man.

- We had a plan !

An eye for an eye,

an ear for an ear

and all that f***in' sh*t !

Well, we f***ed up, all right ?

We got the wrong f***in' guy

in the chair !

T.k., hurry up !

remember the f***in' plan, Max ?

You f***ed us !

- Do it, t.k., now ! we cut

the wrong guy's finger off !

- take it easy.

-Take it easy !

- no !

- Avery !

- no !

No, no ! come on !

okay, Brett ! you're right !

We got the wrong guy.

We cut the wrong guy's

finger off.

Okay.

But it wasn't Max.

It wasn't Max, man.

It wa--

It wasn't Max.

It was me.

It was me.

I did it.

Ah-- no. No.

You f***.

why, man ?

Look, it was-- it was

a dartmouth-unc game.

I took the points.

It was a no-brainer.

I lost $25,000.

I didn't think it

would happen twice.

So, you know,

i let it ride.

By the end of the day,

i was into antoine

for 50,000.

I couldn't go to my dad.

Not again.

I figured the worst thing that

could happen was i pay the debt

off for the rest of my life.

Oh, no !

And then...

Shut up.

Antoine laid

the debt off.

It was just like

Charlie said.

It was--

It was my lucky day,

you know ?

They were gonna

give me a way out.

He sent these gorillas.

You never seen gorillas

like these guys !

They were gonna f***in'

kill me ! they were

gonna kill me for real.

- Shut up.

- Look, i-- it wasn't-- no.

They told me

that they were just

gonna hold elise--

Put the gun down, Brett.

Put it down.

They told me that

no one would be hurt.

They swore to me.

I didn't know what to do.

I was so f***in' scared.

No. And max--

He didn't have any-- i just

needed his help. He did it

for me. It's not his fault.

Those bastards, man !

in the note they asked

for $2,000,000.

That wasn't the plan !

They told me that

no one would be hurt,

that... [ Gasping ]

They would just

hold elise.

Aw, i'm f***in' sorry.

They were gonna kill me !

Okay ?

I'm sorry.

- You kidnapped

your own f***ing sister ?

- Ow ! oh !

Are you f***ing out of your

mind ? I can't believe

you dragged us into this !

What about us, motherf***er ?

Huh ? What about us ?

We were gonna f***in'

play poker, and now we're

all gonna f***in' get killed !

You motherf***er ! explain

to me what individual...

Ira ! Ira !

Kidnaps his own

f***ing sister !

Get the f*** off of me !

get off of me !

calm the f*** down !

Get off of me !

Yeah ?

Lono, it's me, Marty.

I got the location.

No, Marty.

I don't need directions.

Thanks for cleanin' up,

guys, but i'm good.

I'm-i'm better now. Come on.

I really, really am.

Yeah ?

Tell that to

the television set.

And to the glass table.

I'm sorry. Sometimes you have

to get it out, and i got it out,

and i feel better.

Uh, look--

F***. Goddamn it !

Jesus.

F*** !

This is so ridiculous.

I should--

Thanks.

Ira...

Youarethe man.

Sh*t.

Again ?

So you're going to drop the girl

at the emergency room

at the lennox hill hospital.

Are we gonna go through

this again ? I got it !

swap the girl for the money.

Oh, sh--

What the f*** are you

doin' here ? I thought

i told you to feed her.

I fed her yesterday.

Relax.

Relax ?

You left her alone ?

Go f***in' feed her !

Guys ! guys !

- All right.

F*** ! Jesus Christ !

-[ T.k. ] Yeah, huh--

- Mmph !

-Jesus f***in' Christ !

- What are you guys, nuts ?

Drop the gun.

- No. You drop the gun.

- Drop the gun.

- All right. Take it easy.

That's lono. He's a friend.

-All right.

- I'm gonna blow your friend's

head off. Drop the gun.

- Don't put it down.

- Thanks, Brett.

-Put the f***in' gun down !

F*** is that ?

-Nothing, just--

f***ing girlfriend.

Chickie. Call the woman back.

Come on.

- Charlie, what do you

want me to do ?

- Shoot...

No !

- Him.

Mmph ! mmph !

Oh, f*** ! why me ?

- It was your idea, dunsky.

- Ow !

- You okay ?

- Ah, so-so. Except for this.

They cut your finger off ?

You f***in' sick fucks.

It's all this f***in' rap sh*t,

isn't it ? Who's he ?

That's Ira.

That's my man.

It's his house.

It's a nice house.

- Oh, thank you.

- You're welcome.

Avery, put it down. You'll

shoot yourself in the foot.

- I can't let you go.

- Charlie, what do you--

come on.

-Let me f***in' shoot this kid.

- Thank your lucky stars

i don't let lono do to you...

- What he would like to do.

- F***in' "a" right.

You let lono take me

outta here right now,

everything goes ahead...

Like nothing changed.

I can't let you go.

- Mmph ! mmph !

- we don't have a choice.

I got a gun in my hand !

we have a choice !

You wanna end up

like your friend on the floor ?

Drop the gun. Get it over with.

If we let him go,

elise is as good as dead.

Christ, avery.

We don't let him go,

we're all dead.

At least this way,

elise has got a shot.

Okay, here's the plan.

I'm takin' Charlie with me

to the hospital, okay ?

You'll get your sister back.

Maybe you'll live

to see graduation.

What guarantee do i have

if i let you go, you won't

back out on this deal ?

Avery... You got my word.

-Do you believe

this f***in' guy ?

-What are you doin' ?

- I'm lettin' him go.

- Ah ! at last.

Obviously a graduate.

- No, you're not.

I'm not kidding.

Avery,

put the f***ing gun down.

What are you gonna do,

shoot me ?

Do whatever you gotta do,

but i'm lettin' him go.

The gun again.

Can't you guys just play nice ?

- Drop the gun, a**hole.

- Look, why don't you

drop your gun.

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