The Son of No One Page #6

to have half the 118

working overtime...

to ensure

that nobody finds out...

that you're a cold-blooded killer.

- I'm not no murderer.

- You're a murderer, Jonathan.

Jonathan, you get back here,

it'll be like it never happened.

You'll get a transfer

back to the land...

where DUls

are your biggest concern.

Here in Queens, they'll be

a tiny blurb in a little paper...

about a crazed fan...

who wrote letters

to a lonely woman.

Killed her and then

he takes his own life.

And life will go on.

The life you never

dreamed you'd have.

Got it?

- It's gonna be okay then.

- Good.

It'll be okay, Jonathan.

Go.

You're okay, Jonathan.

Here in Queens, there'll be

a tiny blurb in a little paper...

about a crazed fan...

who wrote letters

to a lonely woman.

He killed her...

and then,

he takes his own life.

You're the, only f***ing person

in this whole world I can trust, Milk.

I hate it here.

I hate it here

so f***ing much.

Vinny?

I never told.

Never.

Whatever you and your

little friend did, Milk...

whatever it was...

I could give two shits.

You're gonna have

to learn to deal with it...

live with it...

however you do.

Remember...

this is the last time we meet...

as man and child.

Vinny?

Sh*t!

And a man...

has to learn...

to live...

with sh*t.

Vinny!

No, no! Jonathan!

Stupid motherf***er!

Jonathan.

- We told you to go home!

- Get a hold of yourself!

You, come here.

Come here! Retard!

Stop!

Get a hold of yourself!

Get the f*** off me!

Back the f*** off.

You gonna shoot me now?

Back the f*** off.

- He didn't kill nobody!

- You stay the f*** down!

Stay down!

He ruined your life!

Now, you're gonna take this gun and

you're gonna shoot him in his head.

Stay f***ing down!

Take his f***ing gun and shoot him!

Shut the f*** up!

He ruined your life.

Do you hear me?

He ruined your f***ing life.

- He didn't kill anybody!

- You both did! Forget it!

Shoot him!

My God.

No!

Vin!

Another step, I end it.

I end it.

You go now.

You keep going.

You go, you keep going.

Keep going. Let him go.

Let him go!

You can hate me

all you want, Jonathan!

All you want!

But you're a free man now!

You're a free man!

Milk.

Milk...

- Never told nobody.

- I know, I know.

Never told nobody.

I'm sorry.

- It's okay. It's okay, Vinny.

- Milk...

Jonathan White.

I never meant for this to hurt you.

Or Vinny.

Or anyone.

It was always them.

In the end, we matter.

And now, one of them is

dead and the other...

No one cares about a foolish old man.

Funny how things work out.

This will be my last letter.

Go live your life.

You're free to do that.

Free to forget.

Vicky.

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