True Blue Page #6

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decent thing in my life. And he knew I'd

get back at them. Didn't he? It was the hot dog vendor. He saw this man in the photo. And then there's

Melanie's ring. In the shape of a flower, with diamonds and an emerald. Where is he? Where is he? Right here. Early bird

catches the worm, huh? Hand me the piece.

Slow and easy. What are you gonna do?

Kill us all? Who is this... (GRUNTS) (GASPS) What the hell

took you so long? If it's any consolation, Rem, I know what

you've gone through. It's hell to say no to her. Can we go now? What? She's got no

stomach for murder? I'm going. Hey, what's your hurry? People are dying here tonight. At least we can tell them why. When did you figure this out? When Benny didn't know

what I was talking about. Uh-huh. The girls didn't

blackmail Freita. You killed them to set up

a fake murder case, and let Nikki turn an Academy

Award-winning trick. Like they say. The f***ing

you get ain't worth

the f***ing you get. Why me? Somebody had to take the heat. If Benny decided to

whack and not pay, I figured better you than me. I don't see this working. Nobody hates

Tommy more than you. That's how it's gonna look. I say you were working some

crazy scheme to shake

Benny down for money. See where I'm going? No. It's full of loopholes. Like me being Nikki's

arresting officer? That's interesting, if you

were around to point it out. -You won't be.

-Why are you so sure? -Meaning what?

-Meaning I wrote it down, along with

her arrest report

and gave it to Beck. (LAUGHS) What's so damn funny? The next look on your face. I never thought

this would work. When Nikki gave me

the blackmail idea, I thought it was risky, but

Beck convinced me it wasn't. After that, it was her show. There were times

it got so crazy

I thought about walking away. Especially when you mentioned

Medford Lakes. But Tiger sealed the deal. -You f***!

-Ah! No, no, no! (SCOFFS) Let's get this over with.

Give me his gun. I'm taking this to the car. You stay there! They're gonna kill you. -Go on. Tell her.

-(GUN C*CKS) Come on, Rem.

The show's over. Don't you see it, Nikki? They'll say

you took the money,

so you take the heat. Always trying to

ride in and save

the day, huh? You might've

been a decent cop. Is that what you are? This isn't where

the good guy beats

the bad guy with a true heart. You beat him by

making money off him. You're the bad guys. We are? Why? Because we killed

some street trash

and a debutante f*** toy? Or a crack-head

dealing kiddie sex

to the man of the year? Or some dumb cop

who decides to cash in

with some young thing, to keep him company

in his old age? Who the f*** are you

to call us the bad guys? Ahh! I won't say anything.

You know that. Sure, baby, we know that. I'll just take my share

and disappear. You'll never hear from me. Yeah. That's good. Cap him. No, he's gone. With this money,

I could get lost... Will you shut up? I'm scared. There's no reason to be. What if he was right? He was f***ing with you. What's to stop you

from killing me when we leave? You have to trust us. We are some very

rich motherfuckers! (GUN FIRING) Where the hell

did you get that? Monty gave it to me

a few years ago, in case anyone

tried to hurt me. (GRUNTS) REMBRANDT: Keep breathing. That's what May Lin said

that night she died. (GROANS) (COUGHS) The trick is

to keep breathing. You won't make it. I didn't want this.

They made me. No more lies! Rem, we can still do this. We can take this money

and just get out of here. I would've done it. That's how much I wanted you. Even when I knew it was wrong. We still can. Trust... You can still trust me. Okay? I cared about you. For the first time in my life, I had something real. Trust, Nikki. Why is it

so damn hard for you? Who made you this way? Everybody. (SOBS) Everybody I've ever known. No. Not everybody. It's up to you. Whatever you want. (NIKKI SOBS) Maybe... Another time, another place. I'm sorry. (COUGHS) (CHOKING) (CRYING) (COUGHING) I don't wanna die. Nobody does. (BREATHING HEAVILY) (MAN SPEAKING CHINESE DIALECT) Got something for you. That's less the hundred grand. Think you can make this work? It is.

Don't you read the papers? You're a smart guy, cop. I could use a smart guy. No, I don't think so. Too bad. You could do one thing. -What?

-Keep Freita under control. No more playtime for him. That's already done.

Is that it? There is one more small favor. You want something else? Not unless it has hair on it. (LAUGHS) Dream on. I can't believe they did it. I can. I never trusted him. It's just so weird, man. Him and Beck running dope

with Eddie Trang. Who'd have thought of that? He went to

a lot to set you up. Just so you'd take the fall. I don't know about you,

but ripping off 100 grand, that's no

small chunk of change. You are one lucky white boy, that your gun jammed with mud. Yeah, lucky. Next time you'll

call for backup. Like Monty always said, when it came to police work,

I'm a cowboy. (CHUCKLING) -Hey.

-Oh. Thanks. Good night, Rem. Take care of yourself. You too, Anna. You're crazy, man. How's the wing? Stronger every day. The news about

Tommy will help. What happened to him? Got shot. Found him under

the Bay Bridge. Sh*t. Couldn't happen

to a nicer guy. I would've paid a lot

to see that. Yeah, me, too. -Toots, you coming with me?

-Yeah. Peace, Rem. Good night, guys.

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