The Bannen Way Page #6

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and I'm maybe being paranoid,

but the guy I saw, the other guys,

like big guys snooping around...

So I thought maybe you could...

Hold on. Hold on.

No! No, no! No! Bannen!

Don't worry, guys.

I'll get him back somehow.

Can we help, Bannen? Mr. Bannen?

I am good with guns.

I've got, like, a 98% headshot kill ratio.

- Hello?

- Be cool, all right? Be cool.

Thank you.

Dr. Travis,

you have a visitor in the main lobby.

- I don't want to hear "I'm sorry. "

- I wasn't going to say I'm sorry.

Code of thieves, huh?

You know, you should actually appreciate

the fact that I took a job

and followed through with it.

You, on the other hand,

you just had to screw up my deal with Mr. B,

didn't you?

You know what my favorite thing was?

This was my favorite.

Unbutton, unbutton, unbutton.

You're so dramatic.

You owe me money, Bannen.

- I owe you money?

- Yes. 500 grand.

That's up from the $5 for a handjob.

- You think that's funny?

- Yeah.

That was a freebie.

You're gonna slap me?

You're gonna have to let go of one of them

if you want another handjob.

Yeah?

You know how f***ed I am right now?

Zeke's been kidnapped,

my dad's been shot by my uncle,

and it's probably my fault.

So today's arguably the worst day of my life.

And for some reason, all I can think about...

Yeah, well, don't be fooled now,

because all I want is my money.

Yeah? Prove it.

- It's Jim, one of Sonny's guys.

- Mr. B is calling me.

Sonny's got Zeke.

He's threatening to kill him

unless we bring him the box.

Mr. B knows we're together.

He said we can keep the box.

He just wants you to meet him

at Inspiration Point.

I'm not meeting him at Inspiration Point.

I'm doing this alone.

I don't want you getting hurt.

Bannen, I'm going with you.

Look, Sonny. The box.

No games. I just want the kid.

I don't want any trouble.

I want to be done with all this.

- Francis, untie the kid.

- What? That's it?

Hold on.

How do I open it?

Nobody knows how to open the box.

You like to f*** with me, don't you?

You're always finding new ways

to f*** with me.

Did you enjoy f***ing my girl? Catalina?

You're like a connoisseur

of f***ing with my life.

And for some reason, you're still alive.

Yeah.

- How in the f*** does he get away with that?

- I'm f***ed.

You shoot pool?

Shoot some motherfucking pool.

I'm Sonny Carr, and I'm gonna watch you

take a bullet in your gut.

I want to see how charming you are then

when the bullet enters your body

but doesn't blow out your back,

so you fight the urge to squirm.

I'm gonna wipe that pretty,

charming boy smile

off your dying motherfucking face!

I cannot let you f*** with me anymore,

pretty boy.

You're dying right here

on this motherfucking pool table.

Eight ball, corner pocket.

Give me my gun! Give me my gun!

Mami, what are you doing with papi's gun?

Shoot him, Mami. Go ahead, mama.

No. Shoot him, mama. Give me...

Give papi the gun, mama.

Look, I'll make it up to you.

I didn't mean to hurt you.

Mama, it's loaded. Give me the gun.

Mama, we'll make love, sweet love.

Give me the gun. Tell me, mama...

Francis!

Francis? You all right?

Stupid b*tch. F***ing waste.

Who's the f***ing man now, Sonny, huh?

Who's in charge now, huh?

Who's in charge now, right?

I never liked that guy.

F***. Out of bullets.

I guess today's your lucky day.

Thanks. You good?

Yeah. I mean, I was thinking

about starting my own business anyway.

I could still use that 200 G's.

Little Tommy needs some braces.

- Right.

- Go on, get out of here.

I'm sure I'll catch up with you

sooner or later.

Bannen.

Let's just say you owe me one.

You look like sh*t.

I am so proud of you.

The D.A. says we haven't got enough

on my brother.

I'll plead on your behalf.

For 60 years that prick's wanted to shoot me,

but he'd never, never break his golden rule.

Always covers his tracks.

Uses his fall guys to take out his trash.

- Dimitri shot you?

- Yeah.

And unless Nicholas admits guilt,

we may never get him.

- Hey, hey, hey.

- Jesus.

Dad, just relax.

He keeps bringing up Mom.

I mean, what did he mean at the warehouse

when he said,

"Everything your mother threw away"?

It's time you heard this from me.

I haven't told you the truth

because I tried to protect you.

It's not gonna change what happened.

- It's not gonna change what he did.

- What did he do?

I was afraid of what you would do.

I was afraid of what he might do to you.

I loved her so much.

- I swear, there was nothing I could do.

- Sir?

- She loved you from the bottom of her heart.

- Sir, I'm gonna need you to leave.

She... She would never do anything

to hurt you.

- Sir, please, leave.

- I swear to God, she loved you.

Okay. Yep. Okay, thanks.

Hey, all right, so I just spoke to Marcel.

He's in France. He still wants the box.

We need to hop on an airplane.

What's going on? What are you doing?

What happened?

I'm going to Inspiration Point.

Bannen, we'll sell the box.

You're finally gonna start over.

I don't care about the box anymore.

Okay.

If you leave,

I won't be here when you get back.

Tell me about my mother.

Neal Bannen Jr. Pointing a gun.

Did you ever think you'd see the day?

Tell me what you did to her.

That gun you're holding,

that was your grandfather's, you know that.

Cut the sh*t. I'm clean.

It's just you and me here. I want the truth.

What happened to her?

When two men, brothers,

love a woman the way we loved her...

What happened to her was an accident.

Facts. Go.

- You were a kid.

- Yes.

- She had a car accident.

- Yes.

I was driving that car.

I was having an affair

with your mother, Neal.

On and off, since before you were born.

- What are you telling me?

- He was drinking. He was in a blind rage.

Are you trying to tell me that you're my dad?

We kept up the facade as long as possible.

Your mother's choice.

He was suspicious.

He followed us one day in his car.

He tried to run us off the road.

It worked. The car flipped.

Me and him, we blamed each other,

but for the first time in years,

we agreed to cover it up. For your sake.

I'm gonna tell you something here

in a minute

that's gonna upset you. Very much so.

And then I'm going to sit right there,

and you're gonna execute me for what I did.

Now when you do,

everything I own will be yours.

It may take you a while to realize,

but this is what

you were meant to do, Neal.

I don't want it.

- That's why I put you through this.

- But I don't care. I don't want it.

I'm not going to let you

piss away this opportunity.

But I don't want it!

You apparently missed the memo that says,

"I'm trying to get out of this lifestyle. "

This whole wild goose chase

that you put me on to find this stupid box?

I have a theory.

I think you created the box

so you could draw out your enemies.

You knew

if you created enough lore surrounding it

that nobody could resist,

and eventually they'd all get killed.

The Mensch.

Sonny.

So what's really in the box?

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