To Hell with a Bullet Page #4

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You still want me to stay

out of your business?

Ice tea?

I don't drink tea.

Let me tell you somethin'...

When I was a kid back in Louisville...

My grand-momma...

Used to bring me a nice glass of sweet ice tea,

whenever anything bad would happen.

Always!

Hence the phrase,

tea and sympathy.

Do I look like I give a f*** right now?

Seriously!

I wouldn't know what the f***

you're thinking, Billy.

But I can tell you what I think.

What do you think, Cobb?

I think you're knee deep in horse sh*t.

That's what I think.

What are you doing here?

Huh?

What was that?

Here. In LA.

Well, sh*t, man. I'm here for p*ssy.

Like every other peckerwood.

Wow.

Wow!

That's a true

LA story right there.

Well, thank you. I think it is, y'know.

Of course, it's all part of the plan, y'know?

Le reve de la cinematique!

That's French for...

Yeah, I know what it means.

You're a f***in' actor.

I like to think of myself

as a thespian, really.

I always liked that word.

Thespian.

Mostly cause it sounds like lesbian.

Thespian!

How old are you?

Me? Sh*t, I'm...

October, November...

I'm twenty-seven.

Twenty-seven?

Twenty-seven!

You know you look like

the beat-up side of forty. Right?

Well, sh*t, no need for

personal attacks, buddy.

I mean, maybe I...

Don't have the best genes in the world.

But you ain't exactly straight

outta the egg either...

Now are you mister rock star?

Of course you're not a rock star, are you?

That'd be your brother.

Whatever, man.

You might want to start bein'

a little more polite to your neighbors.

Being as that situation

I was tellin' you about...

Has now graduated into a full scale

FEMA f***in' catastrophe.

Things are no longer

gonna happen...

On your terms.

You understand me?

Cause what you have to understand is,

killin' two people...

Puts you knee-deep in sh*t.

And for that you're gonna pay.

One way or another.

Alright, first off, Cobb.

I didn't kill anyone, okay?!

That was an accident.

I don't give a good hogs fart

who you killed, or didn't kill!

That's not the point.

Cause that's not how it looks.

Yeah, well, I don't give a sh*t

how it looks to you, or anyone.

I mean, that there is the truth.

Well, sh*t then.

You're on your own.

Alright...

Alright...

Please, sit down Cobb.

Now...

What you have to understand...

Is, I'm not your enemy.

Fact of the matter is,

I can help you.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah.

Neither one of those two people you killed

meant sh*t to me. Least of all, Lumley.

Now, Dallas, she was

a real peach... sure.

Every now and again when I'd come in

the club, she'd give me the cold shoulder.

You went to her club?

I did.

You knew, she was a stripper?

Son, everyone in our f***ing building

knew she was a stripper!

That's not the point!

Point is I can help you!

And you can help me.

Okay.

I can dispose of those bodies...

If you'll only give me a chance.

Now, why would you go

and do that for me?

Because...

If this sh*t remains unreported

to the cops, then I can...

Then we can live rent free

for the foreseeable future.

Na, I don't get that.

Well...

I owe three months rent, okay?

Lumley was about to evict me.

Now, Lumley is dead.

You understand me?

We keep this sh*t secret...

We don't pay rent.

What about his family? Y'know.

What about his friends?

They're gonna miss him. I mean, they're gonna

ask questions and everybody's going to f***ing...

Stop?

What the f*** is that?

He ain't got no family, son. He got no friends.

I've known this Lumley f*** a long time...

And I'm tellin you...

he don't know a soul.

Okay?

All we have to do is tell everybody

that I'm the new manager.

I'm gonna run this property

and I am going to collect rent checks.

No one will ever know.

What do you say?

F***.

Not a bad idea.

Deal?

Yeah.

C'mon now, come on!

Let's shake on it. Just like

them cowboys used to do!

Oh! F***.

That'a boy!

Alright.

I'm proud of you, buddy!

Alright.

Stuff we're gonna have to do here.

Got two bodies.

There's a couple things we gotta

talk about now. These bodies...

Brother you with me?

Yeah.

I want you to look after

'em for a little bit.

You understand? Until I can find out exactly

what I'm gonna do with them. / Yeah.

Okay?

Your keys...

We're gonna need your keys.

I'm gonna get in here

while you're gone.

Uummhh.

F***, dude.

Get off me!

Take the key!

I'm going to take this key

and get out...

F***.

Bve, now!

Don't even think for one second you're putting

that smelly fuckwad in here with me!

Okay.

Where do you want me to put him?

Put him in the closet.

Can I ask you a question without

getting some smart-ass remark?

Sure.

Is all this real?

I mean, or, is it the drugs

just eating my f***ing brain?

What is it?

I don't know.

What do you know?

I mean you gotta know something.

Right?

All I know is this sucks.

Having a hole in your head.

I mean...

Can't be that bad.

I mean, you're already dead, right?

So, what can you really feel?

Maybe one day when you

have a hole in your head...

You'll know how I feel.

You know I didn't mean it like that.

It's painful in a different kind a way.

More like a pain of a complete loss.

Knowing you'll never feel

anything ever again.

I even miss being with you, Billy.

Really?

Yeah.

It just got to be too much for me.

Felt like you were taking me for granted.

Like I was some workhorse,

there to support you.

Year after year, I was

getting a little bit older.

Hearing you say I love you

a little bit less.

Seeing you get high a little bit more.

I screwed up.

I'm sorry.

But, I do love you.

I hope you know that. Right?

It's too late, Billy.

What's happened has happened.

Things like this never end well.

Well...

You know, I don't know, babe.

I think things might be turning

around for the better. Y'know. I...

I got my voice back.

I'm singing great again!

When you're used to getting

everything for free...

Sometimes in the end...

You forget that everything

has a price, Billy.

Hello.

Billy, Dr. Devyril here.

I need you to come in.

Yeah. Yeah, yeah,

I can do that.

It's just routine.

Okay.

Hey, Doc?

I need to talk to you

about something too, okay?

We'll talk about it

when you get here?

Okay.

Who was that?

Um...

It's just the guy who

gave me my voice back.

Have a seat.

So...

How's the voice?

It's working like a dream, Doc.

Good.

So, you're happy with everything?

Yeah... in regards to my voice, yeah.

Great.

Well, today is just routine.

I like to check up on my subjects

a few days after the procedure.

Just to see how things are going.

Subjects?

You mean patients, right?

No.

I mean subjects.

Ah...

Okay, your majesty!

I'll be back for you

later, tater-tot.

Well, I guess we're done here.

Anything else I can help you with?

Yeah, actually...

Shoot.

Okay, um...

Do you know anything about...?

How do I put this? Um...

Well, you see my girlfriend recently...

Well, she's dead.

Okay.

Well. Strike that. She's not exactly dead.

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