The Asian Connection Page #5

me that one of the

is a girl.

I don't whether to

f***ing kill them

or hire them.

- What do you think, Neeron?

- I don't think anything of it.

I'm not amused.

Not at all.

- I want these two dead.

And I want them dead today.

- Can you take the wheel, baby?

- Yeah, ok.

- Ok, you got it?

- Yep.

- Oh my god, Jack.

You've been shot.

- Ok, I've got it.

- We have to go to a hospital.

- Are you f***ing crazy?

- Jack.

- Look at us.

Do you want to spend

the rest of our lives

in Cambodian prison?

- Ok, ok, fine.

The next town we get to,

we're going to a pharmacy

and we're going to

get some supplies

to patch you up, ok?

- Ok, that we can do.

F***.

Answer it.

- Hello?

- Avalon.

Is this you, my love?

- Who is this?

- Where's Jack?

- I said who the f*** is this?

- It's Neeron.

You know, his connection.

Now let me f***ing talk to him.

- Who's Neeron?

- Give me the phone.

Yeah?

Avalon.

She's quite spicy.

- What do you want?

- I want my share of

the money, you cock sucker.

What do you think?

Now in an hour meet me...

- No can do.

Maybe a little while later.

Maybe tomorrow.

- If you try to run across

the border with my money

I swear to God,

there will be nothing

better for me to do

than hunt you down

and kill you and that

loud mouth b*tch.

- Hey calm down, mother f***er.

I got shot.

I'm not going anywhere.

I've got to patch up.

- Don't you die

before paying me, Jack.

Or you know what

will happen to that

sweetheart of yours.

- You know what, that's

enough of the threats, man.

We've got some

settling up to do.

Just stay close to

your f***ing phone.

- F*** you, Jack.

- Honey.

I got everything.

- Did you get the sling.

- Mhhmm.

- Good girl.

- Hello, sir.

No one's seen any sign of them.

I'll wait here at the border

till it closes at midnight.

I'll call you if

anything happens.

- Ok.

You're going to have to

go take care of this.

Be careful.

- He's at the border.

Contact all of our

hotel connections.

Let me know when

you've got something.

- You ready?

- Yeah.

- Just like we

talked about, all right?

- Ok.

- Put some of that

vodka on the key.

Yeah.

Now pour some right

on that wound.

Ok.

- You ready?

One.

Two.

Three.

- Avalon, come on, do it.

You can do it.

You can do it.

Do it again.

Come on.

- Ok, one.

Two.

I can't do it.

- Baby, you got to do it.

You got to do it, Avalon.

Just stick it in there

and pull that bullet out.

- Ok, ok.

- One more time, come on.

You can do it.

You can do it.

- Ok.

- Ok.

One.

Two.

- I'm sorry, I can't

do it, I can't do it.

- That's ok.

That's ok.

- Baby, you have

to see a doctor.

- Ok.

Yeah, ok.

We'll find a vet in Thailand.

Somebody we can buy off.

- Well it has to be soon,

you've lost so much blood.

- It's not that much

blood, hey, hey.

We're going to be ok.

I'm going to be ok, all right?

You're going to bandage me up

and I'm going to be

just fine, all right?

Ok.

- Jack, Jack.

- F***ing amateur.

- My brother was right.

A rat's got no balls.

I always knew it was

you, you f***ing snake.

Look at me, Neeron.

I want you to see this coming.

- I bet you didn't

see that coming.

- Babe, wake up.

Jack.

Jack, wake up.

Jack.

Jack.

Are you ok?

- I feel like sh*t.

Babe, we've got to go.

You drive, ok?

I'll load the guns.

- Why do you need

to load the guns?

We're going home, right?

- Yeah, we'll go home.

I just got to take care

of my connection first.

Hey.

Baby, it's ok.

I promise.

- Hello?

Jack?

- There's an old

temple off the highway,

ten kilometers

west of Siem Reap.

Be there at one o'clock.

Not one minute before.

Not one minute after.

Do you understand?

- I'll be there.

- Son of a b*tch.

- Yeah?

- Mr. Cerrancurie.

I just saw Neeron.

- Don't let him

out of your sight.

Tell me exactly where he goes.

And don't f*** it up.

- Yes, sir.

- What now?

- We wait.

- Mr. Cerrancurie.

- Where's he headed?

- Siem Reap temple.

- I'll take it from here.

- Be right back.

- Be careful.

- Hey Jack, you look like sh*t.

I want my money.

Give me that duffel bag or

I'll shoot that little b*tch.

- Are you ok?

- I'm ok.

He'll never hurt you, baby.

- He'll never hurt us.

Jack, we need to switch cars.

- Ok, let's go.

- Jack?

- What, doll?

Oh, sh*t.

- That's them in Neeron's car.

Turn around.

- Just keep driving, baby.

Faster.

- We're after that BMW,

don't let them get away.

- Sh*t.

Avalon, you give this

b*tch all she's got, ok?

Keep your eyes on the

road and don't look back.

- Got it.

- Faster, baby.

Just keep driving.

Can't you go any faster?

- This is it.

- F*** you, a**holes.

- Oh my god.

What now?

- I don't know.

Slow down.

- What?

- Baby, slow down a little more.

- God damn it.

- Did we lose them?

- For now.

We should put some

distance between us though.

I think the border's

a few miles up.

We'll figure it out there.

Ok, baby.

We're going to ditch the car.

We can grab a boat

up the river here.

- Who were those guys, Jack?

- It's a long story, babe.

- I thought you were

only hitting banks.

- Me too.

Turns out these

gangsters launder their

money through the banks.

Hey, it's ok.

It looks like we're

home free now, huh?

- Jack, they're here.

- F***.

Oh, f***.

- Ok, so what's the plan?

- Ok, the plan is you're

going to get out of here

and I'm going to hold

them off as long as I can.

- No.

- Baby.

- No.

- Look, Avalon,

I've had a life, ok?

And I spent the best

parts of it with you.

Baby, back at the

safe there's almost

a million dollars, ok?

- Jack, it was never

about the money.

Can we just give

it back to them?

- It's past that, babe.

Ok?

You got to get on a

boat...

.. and you're going to take that money

and you're going to

get out of here...

You're going to

disappear and get a house

on an island like

we talked about.

- No, Jack, please

don't do this.

- Ok, you're going

to buy a house.

- Please don't do this.

Please don't do this to me.

Please, Jack.

- Baby, I love you.

In this life and the next, ok?

Ok?

- I love you too.

I know.

- You've got to go.

Baby, you got to go right now.

You got to go right

now, go, go, go, go.

- F***.

Baby, go.

- Jack.

No.

- Are you who killed Neeron?

- Didn't I do you a favor?

- Yeah, I'm so

grateful for that.

- Please don't hurt her.

- You don't come into people's

yards, steal their money

and shoot at them.

There's people like

me who might get lucky

and kill you first.

- Just don't hurt her, man.

- Jack.

No.

Jack, please don't leave me.

Please.

Please, don't leave me.

- Hey, baby.

- Jack.

Jack?

Jack?

Jack?

- You.

Leave the money, take

your life and go.

Now.

- I love you.

I don't know why Gan

Cerrancurie spared my life

that day.

I guess even monsters

have a soft spot.

Maybe I reminded him

of someone in his life.

Compassion still lived

in him somewhere.

I'm grateful I lived a

fairy tale with Jack.

If only for a short time.

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