The Hit Page #4

It's my first time, you know.

It's like a test, Mr. Braddock said.

If I do well on this one,

he'll take me along on his other jobs.

And if you don't?

- Don't what?

- Do well.

At least I got a grand for this one,

ain't I?

[Myron] I want you to know,

when you get the chop -

When it happens, I'm not going

to be enjoying meself.

That's a comfort.

- I wouldn't worry.

- I ain't worried.

I mean, he needs you to drive

and to watch me.

So you're safe till Paris at least.

[Laughs]

Well, we're both safe till Paris.

You did take a bit of a risk though.

Do you think she's won'th it?

I mean, we don't want

anything going wrong, and...

she is in the way.

You're no different from him, are you?

I don't see how you reckon that.

She's got nothir to fear from me.

I think I'll have a lie-down.

[Yawns]

# Keep smiling through #

# Just like you used to do #

Lleno.

- Socorro! Aydame!

- You bi -

Socorro! Aydame!

Corre! El telfono!

Cerdo.

Polica.

[Groans]

[Gasps]

[Whimpers]

No!

[Crying]

No!

[Gun C*cks]

- [Shouts]

- [Braddock Groaning]

[Maggie Gasping, Groaning]

[Gasping]

No! No!

- [Maggie Gasping]

- [Braddock Groans]

[Maggie Groans]

Asesino!

Diablo! Hijo de puta! Basura!

Dios.

[Crying]

Dios mo!

Let me go. Please!

Let me go.

[Crying]

Please.

Where is he? Huh?

Jesus. I don't know.

Watch her.

[Waterfall Roaring]

We're moving out.

Climb down.

[Police Radio Chatter]

[Speaking Spanish]

[Speaking Spanish]

What's she sayir?

She's saying, if we both jump the boss

together, one of us might live.

[Spanish]

- [Myron] I've got a gun here.

- Then use it on him.

[Spanish]

He's my partner.

- Estpido!

- You're crazy.

Look, calm down.

Let's be sensible.

I'm gonna have a word with him

about you anyway.

He'll see reason.

I know he will.

Willie, I don't know about you,

as it's a job.

I tell you what.

I got a feelir about situations.

And I don't think anything's

gonna happen, not really.

I just don't believe it.

Will you help me?

Ay!

Why didn't you make a run for it

when you had the chance?

What for?

You'd have found me again.

Would've got the boy into trouble.

I'm not scared.

- You've gotta be.

- Why?

'Cause everyone else is?

'Cause you are?

You don't know -

- Death -

- Is just a stage in the journey.

We're all gonna get there.

No exceptions.

Me and you and -

It's just a moment.

We're here.

Then we're not here.

We're somewhere else...

maybe.

And it's as natural as breathing.

Why should we be scared?

I was scared, at first.

I was dead scared.

I knew Corrigan

would come after me one day...

or send someone.

I've had 10 years

to get ready for this.

I thought, and I read.

Must've read a whole library of things.

Amazing things.

Amazing.

In the end, the only thing

that really worried me...

was that he'd send

some rubbish after me.

And I thought,

if I got somebody good...

somebody who could

do the job proper...

then I could do my bit.

Did you ever, um -

Did you ever call yourself, uh,

something like Walsh, uh, Wallace...

something like that?

- Wallace maybe.

- [Chuckles] Yeah.

Thought so.

I met you once in the old days.

Well, we was

in the same room together.

Yeah. I remembered you.

You didn't remember me though.

What's your real name?

Braddock.

[Laughing]

Nothing I can do about this.

You know that.

I read this in a magazine

when John Lennon died.

"Death, be not proud...

"though some have called thee

mighty and dreadful...

"for thou art not so;

"for those whom thou think'st

thou dost overthrow...

"die not, poor Death...

nor yet canst thou kill me."

You gonna kill the girl?

I don't think she's ready.

[Myron]

Ten miles to the border, Mr. Braddock.

We'll pull over soon.

[Bells Tinkling In Wind]

I've locked him in.

He's still sleeping.

He's a brave man, ain't he?

Seems so.

We'll do him here.

How about her?

I'll do 'em both.

Thanks, Mr. Braddock.

I don't think I could've done it really.

It's my first time, innit?

Wort be needir a gun then, will you?

Don't suppose you could help me

get them out of the car?

Oh. Sure.

Do I still get my thousand?

- Well, come on then.

- [Whimpers]

It's all right, love.

It's all right.

Valor. Ten mucho valor.

I wish I could have made her understand.

And you too, Willie.

Ah. "Willie." Thanks.

- Huh?

- I said you too.

What is it?

I'm gonna do it now, Willie.

What?

I'm gonna do it now.

[Chuckles]

Not me.

Yes.

- Now?

- Right.

No, it's tomorrow.

You're doing it tomorrow.

It's tomorrow, Willie.

You've gotta take me to Corrigan.

You've gotta get me to Paris.

I'm gonna do it now.

That's not the job.

The job ends in Paris.

- You're not doing the job.

- Come on, Willie.

- No.

- [Gun C*cks]

You can't.

You've gotta get me to Paris.

Not till Paris.

You can't.

Not now.

[Breath Quavers]

Oh, God.

- Myron.

- [Laughing]

Stop him.

Oh, God. Please!

Willie. You mouth.

You can't. Not now!

Dios!

[Whimpers]

[Crying]

Where you going?

I don't want to see -

What's this?

- [Shouts]

- [Grunts]

- Enough.

- [Spits]

Enough. Enough!

[Maggie Groans]

[Panting]

Oh. Oh, aye.

You're a very lucky girl.

[Gasps]

Very lucky girl.

[Helicopter Whirring]

[Men Speaking Spanish]

[Policemen Chattering In Spanish]

[Maggie]

Es l.

- Ests segura?

- S.

Capitn. D las rdenes.

- [Man On Bullhorn]

Mr. Braddock! Stand just where you are!

- [Sirens Wailing]

[Gunshots]

[Sirens Continue]

The exit!

Hey?

Exit? Exit!

- [Speaking Spanish]

- Ex -

[Groans]

No desparen! AIto!

You are Charles Kinnear,

born in Dublin?

Just nod if that is true.

You are Raymond John Baker,

born in Newcastle?

[Willie's Voice]

It's just a moment.

We're here.

Then we're not here.

We're somewhere else...

maybe.

And it's as natural as breathing.

Why should we be scared?

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