The Playground Page #7

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in jail, we wouldn't be here.

You tried to con me.

You thought you could

get your freedom

and leave me empty handed.

Trick me and use the

church to keep me at bay.

That's pretty crafty Jack.

Still a professional.

- You rigged our

pact from the start.

- You thought I was a fool.

You hustled your

own pathetic kind

and even hustled

the house of god

and you thought you

could hustle me?!

But now you have felt my wrath.

- I don't fear you.

Tricks, that's all you have.

Threats and lies.

All your different faces.

You catch a man at his

weakest and you spin him.

- Jack, you've exposed me.

Do you suppose I

should now retire?

Perhaps I'll consider it,

but not before I'm done

with your daughter Karin.

- You can't hurt her.

- Because you will protect

her from me, right?

Like you did her mother.

That was very successful.

- Her mother's death had

nothing to do with you.

- You really think so?

Now you're starting to use

that clever mind of yours.

In case you haven't

gotten it already,

what should be going through

your mind at this point is,

how can you stop me?

- She won't let

you toy with her.

- Well then she

will be the first.

Don't act like you

know this girl.

You know less of her

than you did this priest.

Jack, you know I've

never hated you.

I've always looked forward

to working with you

and I always leave

you a fair offer.

But I will come from

before you and behind you,

from your right

and from your left.

What are you going

to go back to Jack?

A disconnected daughter whose

ex-convict father is now

a fugitive for

three more murders?

His own wife.

A devout priest

and his seed that

he left inside her.

A great start she'll have.

Don't you think?

Or she can grow up with

a good foster family,

believe that her

father was a good man,

and that he disappeared

serving the church,

in his blind loyalty

and unwavering devotion.

You can save your pity

for your wife, Jack!

She had plans.

You weren't on them!

- How can I believe

anything you say?

- You don't have that

kind of luxury Jack,

nonetheless I offer you...

- lies!

Tell me something true!

You

will

die.

Either by your own leave

or by the death penalty

in humiliation for what

you tried to pull on me

and my company.

And afterwards I'll

consider us square

and your daughter will remain

as ignorant as she is now.

Jack and Jill went up the hill

to fetch a pail of water.

Jill fell down and broke

her crown and Jack...

- and then,

I had to clean up everything

he spilled all over the floor,

even though I didn't

make the big mess.

- That's not fair.

- Yeah.

- So, did you think about

the discussion we had?

And?

What do you think?

- I'm a little confused.

- Yes.

God can be a confusing thing.

Like all superstitions,

you may have gotten

too old for them.

- No.

I don't get why

you left your king.

- I was banished.

I did not leave him.

- You said you

disagreed with him.

- Yes.

- And that you can't go back.

Why didn't you

just say I'm sorry?

- The wrong kind of obedience

can be a disobedience

like when someone loses

on purpose playing a game.

- Can the right kind of

disobedience be an obedience?

- It most certainly can.

Atta girl.

- But how do we know

if it's the right kind

or the wrong kind?

- Crafty.

Just like your father.

- Huh?

- We just do.

We're smart enough to figure

that out for ourselves.

- Are we?

- Karin! The soda machine

is giving free sodas again.

You just have to hold down

the button and kick real hard.

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