Triple Crossed Page #5
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Ding dong the b*tch is dead. Let's move on.
I don't think it works that way Tyler.
The paramedics. You wanna get them Tyler?
Alright.
how to deal with this mess. The three of us.
Now we're take care of all for you guys.
Now you guys really gonna be thanking me
You Tyler Towsend?
You're under arrest for desertion.
Come along.
So you gonna tell me.
Seeing Tyler was as much a surprise for me as it was for you.
So he wanted you to kill me.
He came by my apartment.
And knocked on the door like an old friend or relative.
And he said stay the course
by whatever means necessary.
He said he would back up Jackie
in the event of something went wrong.
You know. Tyler's version of back up.
He said that we. He and I, could finally be
together without the guilt.
Once you were out of the way.
So when he said he met friends, good friends,
he really meant friends with benefits.
Andrew...
You deserved better than him.
You deserve a honest, loyal man.
I know.
In you.
Okay. You're sexy as f*** and all but there's
a dead woman in my living room, on my couch. It's kinda hard of
Yeah the b*tch is dead.
And the police is gonna be here in any minute so...
you need to give me another kiss.
Why?
Cause I'm under. You're still breathing, I'm bleeding.
Okay.
Sorry.
More halfway the credits...
Okay. I know you all just escaped death and life is pretty
perfect and everything for the two of you
but I can use some assistance over here
Hold on. You said cook out. I figured you knew
full well that I was grill illiterate.
And I couldn't for my own in this one
Fine.
Chris. would you come over here and show this scant little boy
how a man and his grill work together in perfect harmony?
Good thing I'm cute.
And smart. Don't forget smart.
And smart.
I'm really glad you with this one.
We were all a little concerned about him.
Guys, I'm right here.
Please don't treat me like I'm away. I can hear you
Oh yeah? And just what do you think you gonna do about it uh?
Oh, hold on I missed one spot
F***ing boys.
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