Suicide Kings Page #5

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So my uncle owned the place,

and that's how i got this gig.

I don't know if you have

a job, but if you're interested,

i have an in. I could--

Turn it off !

- Who's in there, sir ?

-Who ?

Nothin'. Nobody.

I'm gonna need to get into

that sector there, sir.

Ah, you know,

you can't.

- Jammed. That's the thing

about this sector.

I need access

to that sector, sir, please.

Well, it's jammed.

It won't--

Ira, what's wrong with ya ?

All you got is light beer ?

Hey. How ya doin' ?

Whoa.

Is everything okay ?

- Central, all clear.

Make this run a non-call.

-Clear.

You might want to have

east state come out and take

a look at your system, sir.

-Could be a short somewhere.

Right.

But you never know.

Right.

Right.

Thanks, man.

F*** you !

- Hey, well, thanks.

You're a--

a good-good man.

Is that my father's gun ?

You know we're not allowed

in my parents' bedroom.

What are you thinking,

going through their things ?

Shut up, Ira.

I wasn't going through anything.

I know where the gun is.

We all know where the gun is.

You show us every summer.

I thought we might see it

and, as you can see,

we did !

- Well, fine.

Go put it back now.

- Sorry, holmes. The gun stays.

Or there could be

nothing up there,

and there--

-[ Channel switches

to auto racing ]

- ...full wedge shot--

What the f***

did you do ?

You weren't even

watching it.

You're yacking away.

Put it back !

no.

- I said put it back.

- I said no.

Put it back !

Nope.

And, of course,

the one thing

we want to do...

Is open the stance

about the same as--

Now, give me

the remote.

What the f***

is wrong with you ?

Give it to me.

No.

I said

give it to me.

No.

I am so, so f***ing

sick of you !

Last chance.

No.

Bye.

Take the f***in' remote !

What thefuck

is wrong with you ?

You made me miss the beginning !

I can't watch it now.

Goddamn it.

I'm gonna go out

and get cigarettes.

We monsters owe you

a lot more.

You have the cunning

of a bat.

Remember:

keep the door shut.

Make sure

she don't get out.

I know, i know.

- Leave the remote.

- I'm takin' it with me.

King of the d*cks.

How 'bout we put

our heads together,

figure this out. Guys.

What ?

Can anybody tell me

anything that could help ?

- Nothin' we haven't already

told the police.

- Cops. F*** 'em. Tell me.

Uh, we were going to go

into the city,

Hit a couple parties,

hit a couple clubs,

And, uh, Max and lisa

were supposed to meet us

at midnight.

And midnight came

and they never showed up.

You were with the girl ?

- That's right.

-Was there

something going on ?

Yeah, we been together

almost a year.

What does that tell you ?

I didn't know that.

So you tell me everything

that happened that night.

- I told it a thousand times.

- I didn't hear it that time.

Tell me again.

We spent most of the day

on the boat. We left,

we were goin' downtown--

Boat ?

What boat ?

It's my dad's boat.

It's more like a yacht.

He never uses it.

He's afraid of the water.

It makes him seasick.

It's the only place

he never looks for

me and elise.

Let me be clear.

You two were snakin' around

behind his back.

They didn't have

a choice.

If my dad knew that

they were seeing each other,

he'd have a heart attack.

What difference does it make ?

I'm gonna decide that.

Okay, you tell me everything

that happened from the time

you left the boat.

It's just like Brett said.

We were going to meet him

at a party.

So we went downtown.

I was on lex.

There was a pileup...

In the center lane,

so i exited at 96th street.

It was dark.

We ended up in some dockyard.

It was raining like hell,

i end up on the dark side

of the f***ing moon.

Okay, we're lost.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

So, the first left

or that third right ?

Or maybe that pothole

that threw me off balance.

You're never gonna let me

live this down, are you ?

Lock the doors, babe.

Check the glove box.

See if there's a map.

Mmm.

Mmm. Mmm.

Elise, you're not makin' this

easy on me.

Good. I was goin'

for hard.

Max, promise me

something.

No matter what

my father says or does,

you'll never leave me.

Never.

Just promise.

I promise.

Hey.

You're my angel.

You know that,

don't you ?

Yeah.

From you, one look

Just one look

And everything

is shattered

From you, one word

Towers burn and fall

-Fall, fall

- Elise, just one more thing.

Marry me ?

Max, don't.

No. No, no.

I mean it.

Marry me ?

Please ?

Yes.

Of course

i'll marry you.

Yeah ?

Yes !

Here we meet

in silent streams

We dream

Yeah.

What do you think ?

F***, i pay

the electric bills, i pay

the grocery bills, shoe bills--

She's buyin' shoes

left and right.

Even bring in a vietnamese

chick that i pay twice a week

to paint her toenails.

Cheaper to have

her whacked.

- Wife, i mean.

- I ain't never had

no slope p*ssy before.

Too young for korea,

too old for 'nam.

Dr. Mengele, what happened ?

Chop off another finger ?

- No, why ?

- 'cause i don't feel good.

It's just the medication.

It can tend to make you feel

a little nauseous.

I'll cut it back some.

- Good.

-Hey, Brett, i'm

gonna have to elevate his arm.

And untie it ?

No. No way.

Sorry, i got no choice.

Ah, Brett.

Go ahead.

Don't give me a reason

to use this, Charlie, and you

got nothin' to worry about.

Fine. Come on.

Don't point that.

That gun

is officially

bumming me out.

Brett, just put

the gun away.

- H-he's all tied up.

He can't do anything.

- Sorry, ladies. The gun stays.

- Brett, the f***in' thing

is pointed right at me.

- The thing could go off.

Ira could get laid. Who cares.

If you don't like it,

go in the other room.

Hey, chase,

could you hand me

that pillow real fast ?

Ira's gonna be very upset

if you spoil his cushion.

You're

pretty funny for a guy with

nine fingers. How we doin', t ?

Yeah, good.

Can i have a drink ?

- Brett, could you get him

some water ?

- That's not what i said.

Yeah, well, we don't want to

do anything that might

jeopardize your life.

It's way too late

for that, my son.

You're no good

to us dead, Charlie.

I'll get the water.

Yeah, maybe a crust of bread

and maybe some nail shavings.

You're gonna be a doctor

like your dad ?

That's the plan.

You better hope the ama

don't get wind

of this episode.

They might hold it

against you.

- You're not gonna tell 'em,

are you ?

- I'm no rat.

I bet it seemed like a good idea

when you were cookin' it up.

It's different

up close and personal.

Rich kid.

You don't have the stomach

for this kind of thing.

- Well--

- the drugs help, right ?

They make you brave.

You've known each other

a long time ?

The guys ?

God, since forever,

really.

- You trust each other

with your life.

- What do you think ? Yes.

Well, what if one of

your friends turned out to be...

Not such a good friend

after all.

Would you stick your

neck out for him still ?

What are you getting at ?

What if i told you

whoever's behind

this kidnapping...

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