Tortured Page #6

I wanna make things work.

You just got to give me some time

to finish things at work, that's all.

Just give me some time.

- I want a normal life again.

- What's normal to you, Kevin?

A family.

You know, barbecues at the house,

poker in the basement.

I want those things, too.

I just don't believe you can

walk away from your work.

I called my sister.

I'm gonna go stay with her.

You're staying here, Becky.

Baby.

Don't leave me.

I love you, Kevin.

You know that.

I just can't live like this anymore.

Becky, you're all I have.

Please don't.

Just... Just let me go.

I'm so sorry I hurt you.

I don't understand.

Why do I have to give another statement?

I've already told the police what happened.

The FBI gets involved

in missing person cases

where we have reason to believe

the individual might've crossed state lines.

- You think that he's crossed state lines?

- We don't know.

He got up, he packed,

he came across

and kissed me on the forehead,

and then he walked out the door.

- Did you see him walk out?

- Yes.

- You were awake?

- I was awake.

I usually wake up

when he kisses me in the morning.

Do you think that my husband is still alive?

It's important to stay positive

at a time like this.

Do you have any reason to believe

that my husband is still alive?

I have no proof of anything, yet.

It could be anything. He could've run away.

He could've been abducted.

Somebody could be holding him for ransom.

It could be anything.

- Do you think that it's ransom?

- I don't know. It might be.

- I could pay.

- Lead her to the money, Brian.

Lead her to the money.

It's generally not a good idea

to negotiate with kidnappers.

But, just in case we explore that route,

what kind of options do we have?

A lot. I could get a lot of money.

My husband works for an old family friend.

- I could contact him.

- How's that?

I write a letter and I mail it

to his corporate post office box.

Within a week I get a response.

- A week.

- It's too bad.

He called me this morning,

asked me if I needed anything.

Who called her?

Ziggy.

Wanted to know if there was anything

he could do for her.

- What do we do next?

- We wait.

He'll tell us what to do.

You notice how the towel's wet at the top

and dry at the bottom?

When I light this towel on fire,

your feet will burn,

but the dampness in your shins

will keep the blood moving in your legs.

It's an old trick they use in the desert.

- I think I know something.

- I can't hear you. What'd you say?

- I think I know something!

- I can't hear you!

- I know something!

- What?

I know something!

Now listen to me.

I have no way of proving this,

but I think Mickey Sullivan is behind all this.

Now listen to me. Hear me out.

There's not that many of us left

from the old days.

There's Ziggy, Mickey and me.

I would never do what you're talking about.

Z certainly wouldn't do it.

Harry's dead. That leaves Mickey.

You just bought yourself

some time, Mr. Green.

- Hello.

- Good afternoon, Jimmy.

- Good afternoon.

- I just watched the feed.

I liked where you were going.

Now go back and burn his feet.

Sir, the technique was working.

He's talking about Mickey Sullivan.

I don't give a sh*t.

I'm directing you to go back into the vault

and burn him. Now.

- But then he won't trust me.

- Who gives a f*** if he trusts you?

Remember what I told you.

You have 10 seconds to make up your mind.

Five seconds, Mr. Vaughn.

There can easily be two bodies

hanging in the vault tonight.

F***.

- Hey, what's up Jimmy? Back so soon?

- Come back for this, b*tch?

I owed you that! You hear me?

I owed you that.

F***. B*tch.

Oh, God! Oh, God!

- Where'd you get that?

- A lady gave them to me.

Are they okay to eat?

- It's a strange world, Mo.

- You think so?

Yeah. I think so.

Hey, Jimmy. So do I.

Stand up, Jimmy.

Mo, couldn't you wait

until I was f***ing through?

Jimmy, please stand up.

- Are you through?

- Yeah, I'm through.

- Turn and face Larry.

- Slowly, a**hole.

Put your hands out.

What's the matter, guys,

don't like the cupcakes?

Shut the f*** up.

What's going on, Mo?

Well, that was easy enough.

Hello? Hello.

Who's there? Hello?

Please, I'm doing my best.

If I've done something wrong,

just tell me, please.

I'm doing my best. Do you hear me?

Mr. Vaughn, please don't be frightened.

I'm the one you've been waiting to meet.

- I am Ziggy.

- Ziggy?

This is a happy occasion.

One you will look back upon

many years from now

and be very proud of, I'm sure.

It is time for your initiation.

You should know this is the closest

you will ever come to me, Mr. Vaughn.

And there are a lot of people

who would risk their lives

to stand even this close.

I know you've seen the mark of initiation

on all of my recruits.

I am about to slice open your neck,

but do not think about the pain.

Think about the gratitude you feel for me,

since I protected you

by not cutting open your vein.

Do you feel grateful?

- Are you sure?

- Yeah.

Yeah. I'm sure.

Embrace the pain, Jimmy.

This is a celebration.

I am grateful. I am grateful.

From the bottom of my heart,

congratulations.

Son of a b*tch.

- Rough day in the vault?

- No, it was a bed of roses.

Hey, hey. Both of you.

Hey, we heard the call.

He's making us look like amateurs!

So what do you suggest?

- Let's surface him.

- How?

Let's get our hands on something

he actually cares about. Force his hand.

- Like what?

- Like Green.

Last time I acted on advice like that,

Ziggy's daughter got killed.

- What'd you say?

- Ziggy's daughter.

- Yeah, her name's Tally. Yeah, I know.

- That's right.

We had a plan to take down Ziggy, too.

We were gonna intercept his car

when he brought his daughter home

from school.

Only he wasn't in the car.

The driver started shooting.

She was hit in the crossfire.

And he went underground.

And he never came back up again, not once.

Until you started interrogating Archie Green.

- So that's it. Let's bring Green in.

- What?

Let's kidnap him.

We'll hold him as state evidence.

We even have Mickey Sullivan here

to talk to him, somebody he trusts.

And then I'll get the word to Ziggy

that we have the answer

for the $10 million mystery.

It'll eat his ass up and he'll come after us.

What do you think, sir?

- I think it's way too risky.

- Oh, come on.

Well, what if you approach Green

and reveal yourself to him,

and he doesn't wanna turn?

What if he reveals you to Ziggy?

Hey, don't look at me. Ultimately it's his call.

He's gonna have me go into that vault

and kill Green, eventually.

So try my way. My way, nobody dies.

That's the signal. Two minutes.

Remember, we might not be the only ones

watching the house.

- Sir, there's a call for you.

- I told you. Tonight, no bullshit.

Jimmy, you got a package.

- Something wrong?

- No. Not for me.

I guess we'll be doing

some digging tonight, huh?

Hey. I know you might not understand.

None of us do.

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