The Assignment Page #6
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- 2016
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she could come back
to her place
and I'll be long gone.
Poncho.
Gracias, huh?
Mucho.
When I put Johnnie
on the bus, I told her
to make a phone call
for me from Reno.
She promised
she wouldn't let me down.
I believed her.
Hello, sweetie.
Well, they said
you were a hottie.
Just my type.
Whoa, whoa, whoa,
take it easy, take it easy,
nobody's gotta get hurt.
Did you really think we
were gonna f***in' fall
for that phone call
from Johnnie?
Bring her over here.
Hold her still.
Nighty night.
Wow.
It looks like the new model
frank kitchen.
Well, frank, I hope
you got some rest.
Hey, frank.
If you get thirsty
you can crawl over here.
Thank you, Albert.
That will be all.
It might interest
you to know, frank,
that this old hotel
was the site
of many, many
a sinful party
back around the time
of the big earthquake.
All the rich people
used to dance
and romance there.
If these walls
could talk...
Much better.
You need
a more natural look
to bring out
your best features.
I did a good job
on you, didn't I?
You're really
quite beautiful
in a waitress/
shopgirl kind of way.
But I don't want
to be picky.
You certainly qualify
as an attractive woman.
But inside your head,
I can see you really haven't
made any progress.
Still a killer.
Still a street animal.
Still a macho man.
I gave you a new
chance in life
and you wasted
that opportunity.
I realize you don't understand
what this is all about.
Such a complicated series
of events and misfortunes.
I'm just wasting
words with you.
Surgery at 10:
00 tonight.hello, frank.
Get him undressed
while I get set up.
I got three injections
to give him.
I don't wanna check his
blood pressure until he's out.
You're lucky to have such
a good surgeon, frank.
I'm sure she'll do
an excellent job on your arm.
Oh, I spoiled
the surprise.
She's gonna take your right arm
off at the shoulder
and give you a nice
little flipper.
Just like a seal.
F***, I can do it!
Won't be holding a gun
with that hand anymore.
The doctor seems to think
that's a good thing.
Makes the world
a safer place.
I'm a cold guy.
You make a living
the way I do,
you learn to keep
a hold of yourself.
You panic, you make mistakes,
you're dead.
Nice tits, huh?
She did a good job.
Why don't you take
a look at this?
Bet you haven't
seen one of these
that you didn't have
to pay for in a long time.
Aah!
I think you're
out of bullets.
So, what do we do now?
I think I'm actually
a bit of a coward
when it comes to life
and death situations.
I assume the men
who work for me are...
Dead.
I have an idea.
I think we should
call it quits.
You walk away
into the night,
I'll pull
a disappearing act of my own,
and, sad to say, we'll never
see each other again.
Over.
Quits.
I don't think so.
You see, you never know
when you're gonna need
one of these.
I can't believe it.
Everything's coming apart.
All my work.
Falling to pieces.
Do you like
my little humidifier?
It's uh... 150 years old.
Made in Edinburgh.
Still runs
like a charm.
Don't shoot me, frank.
I never beg,
but so much of what I do
is for the good.
After I wiped my prints,
there was just one more thing
i had to do.
I called the cops
from a phone
in the back of the bar
about a block away.
I told them to send
an ambulance over
to take care
of the doctor.
There wasn't any trial.
It wasn't even too big
a story in the paper
or on the news.
They just sent the doctor
off to the nut house.
Hello, Ralph.
Doctor.
You've come
to say goodbye.
Yes, yes, I have.
Before we say sweet
sentimental things
to each other,
I have to ask
what you thought of
yesterday's hearing.
I thought it was
cheap theatrics
by someone desperate
for attention.
And finally I thought it was
a performance of no consequence.
What I see is simply
a doctor who broke her oath,
a doctor who was found
in a building
with four dead bodies--
I killed none
of the four.
No, your surrogate
Albert Becker did,
but you built
the theater
where the tragedy
could play out.
Bullshit.
Albert was no angel,
but he never killed anyone.
You invented
frank kitchen
to protect the memory
of Albert Becker.
I tried to help
frank kitchen,
but the fact remains
he killed all four,
then he shot me,
and proceeded to do
other vile things.
You're
completely wrong.
It makes me
so angry and sad.
Goodbye, Ralph.
I see. I see.
You show me once again
how very clever you are,
and then-- then it's
adios muchacho.
Mm. No, not that easy.
I wanna know what you've
been trying to pull off
from the get-go.
What's your agenda?
I'm just gonna
stand here...
Until I get an answer.
All right.
It took me a long time
to recover from my wounds,
but after two years
in this hell hole
I decided to put up
a fight.
If you could be
manipulated properly,
maybe I'd get out of
this miserable facility
and rightly end up
in front of a judge and jury.
I'd hire myself some
hotshot lawyers
and hope for 12 men
and women, good and true,
who would appreciate my vision
of a a better world.
I buy the plan.
But you blew it
in the hearing.
After I lost my temper
and attacked you,
I knew it was game over.
A trial would be
one long misery
with a predictable end,
resulting in an even
greater humiliation.
So I decided
to accept my fate,
but I wanted there to be
a statement of the truth.
I wanted it to be
on the record
in case anyone ever cares
to look for the facts.
Now I'll return to my books
and my private thoughts.
Goodbye to out there
and all that.
Goodnight, room.
Goodnight, moon.
Go f*** yourself, Ralph.
Adios muchacho,
and be on your way.
I still feel bad
about Johnnie.
Although she screwed me over,
i really liked her.
She stayed working
in Reno.
I think it was
the best thing for her.
A new city, new place to live,
a fresh start.
Yeah, I think it worked out
for the best.
One more thing.
The doctor.
I used to be a guy.
A real bad guy.
Then things changed.
Now I look at the cards
I got dealt in a different way.
One thing's for sure.
Change is gonna come.
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