The Way of the Gun Page #6
I have to get her to
a hospital right away!
My only concern right now
is for the child, Dr. Painter.
You're going to do it.
It 's our baby!
Tell him it 's our baby
and he'll let us go!
It 's not the Chidducks'!
They can have another baby!
Just tell him it 's our baby!
Is this true?
Tell him!
He'll let us go! Tell him!
Are you comfortable, Robin? We're
going to take out your baby now.
-What is that?
-It 's a spinal.
Don't knock me out.
I have to see my baby, Allen.
-I just want to see my baby.
-It 'll numb you from the waist down.
Stay still.
I'm gonna get a smoke.
She's...
she's up there with them.
The doctor and the...
colored fella.
I'm sorry, Joe.
No need to be sorry, Abner.
I'm dying.
We'll get somebody right away.
It 's not like I'm
scared or anything.
-Listen, Abner...
-I'm dying, Jack.
Remember that time...
that time that we....
-Oh, jeez.
-What?
I'm dying, Joe.
I'm sorry, Abner.
Joe...
I'm right here.
If it 's not too much trouble...
I'd kinda like to be alone.
Till that day, pal.
For Christ 's sake, will you?
I think there are some men
here to see you.
Can I get some help in here?
-Can you walk?
-I wanna get this cocksucker.
-Oh, no.
-What is it, man?
Bagmen.
Let 's get the girl.
-I wanna see my baby.
-You got it, Doc?
Almost.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
Is my baby okay?
My baby.
How's the baby, Doc?
What 's going on with the baby, Doc?
Doc?
-Get back in there, Doc.
-I'm sorry.
You coming, man?
Come on.
My baby.
Come on, brother. Let 's do this.
She's had enough, man.
Just relax now.
Almost there.
It 's under control.
There's nothing you can do here.
Get out.
There's always free
cheese in a mousetrap.
What do you think?
I think a plan is just a list
of things that don't happen.
If we die...
we die alone.
Are you all right?
Yeah, I'm still here.
-Are you still with me?
-I'm still here.
Come on up.
So, you're going to
let her keep the baby?
It 's her baby.
Her and the doctor.
Is that true?
What do you think?
Come on.
You can tell somebody's family
just by looking at them.
Till that day, then.
Till that day.
What are you gonna tell God now?
We don't want your forgiveness.
We won't make excuses.
We're not gonna blame you
even if you are an accessory.
But we will not accept
your natural order.
We didn't come for absolution.
We didn't ask to be redeemed.
But isn't that the way it is?
Every goddamn time. Your prayers
are always answered...
in the order they're received.
I'm pregnant.
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