Turn The River Page #5

- Because he wants

to beat your brains in,

that's why.

It's almost 5:
00

in the morning.

Now, listen, you

don't need to win

six games.

Win four.

I'll make the

rest up in bets.

And don't be surprised

if he don't try

to f*** with you.

Like how?

- I don't know,

but he'll do something to try

to knock you off your rhythm.

Ten grand a rack.

Yup.

Cash.

Quinn's got mine.

And Quinn's

friend has mine.

Your dad would be sick.

And we're playing

nine ball.

Raise to seven.

What happened to one pocket?

It went away. Problem?

No problem.

What?

Just seems a chumpy game for us.

You want to quit me?

No, I'll play you.

Just think

it's beneath us is all.

Well... I'll learn

to live with it.

Lag for the break.

Nobody's going

to bet on this.

This is his game.

You'll be lucky

to sink even one nine ball.

F*** off, will you?

I need a minute.

No way.

I need a minute.

- No!

Then it's a forfeit.

The hell you say!

You took a three-hour break

earlier!

That wasn't in the middle

of a f***ing game.

She can take a

break at the end.

She wants a break now,

it's a forfeit.

All right.

You guys, move.

You okay?

Yeah.

You sure?

- Yeah.

Okay.

And this isn't the middle

of the f***ing game.

Who did that?

It's okay.

Your dad do that?

No, just a kid at school.

That Muftie kid?

Yeah.

I told you that

kid was bad news.

Yeah, but you were great.

Yeah?

Well... it worked out.

All right, get out of here.

Okay?

Hey, uh, Gulls.

Uh, tomorrow, when

you leave for school,

uh, pack some extra clothes

in your backpack, okay?

And find some excuse to get

what's-her-face to walk you

and leave the apartment

door unlocked.

Okay.

Oh, and meet me here.

That should do you and give

you a little something extra.

You reimburse yourself

a thousand?

It was $400.

You're going to need

all you can get.

You should take it.

Nah.

Hey.

What are you doing?

I just want

the broth.

Okay.

It's all in here.

Thanks.

There you go.

All right, look.

I took you at your word.

It's a fake gun,

but it looks real,

and if you put bullets

in it,

it's going to blow up

in your face.

Thanks.

And do me a favor, will you?

What's that?

When you get there,

just, uh, you know,

send me a postcard

of a pool table or something

just to tell me

that you made it safe.

Thanks, Markus.

Okay.

Take care.

It's locked, it's locked.

David.

David?

David.

David.

Kai?

What are you doing here?

I was in town,

thought I'd say hi.

How'd you get in?

Door was open.

You have to buzz.

Just followed

somebody in.

Where's Gulley?

He's at school.

Jesus.

What are you doing here, Rings?

Don't call me that.

Sorry.

So what are

you doing here?

Told you,

I was just in town.

Here,

brought you a coffee.

You what?

A coffee.

Look at you.

All grown up.

You want to know

what I've been up to?

What, like, the last, I don't

know, 11 years have been like?

No.

Yeah, you do.

How's Abby?

Well, give her my best.

He's been writing

to you, hasn't he?

Those letters

were, were to you?

That lying brat.

David,

do me a favor.

C-Can we just,

just sit here for a sec?

Please.

He wrote me

about a lot of stuff.

Yeah?

Like what?

Well... for one,

you're making him take dancing

lessons, for God's sakes.

Give me a break.

And how he has to lie

about going to church

and how he gets

into fights.

Every kid gets

into fights.

Yeah.

Not every kid has

to lie for his dad.

How'd he break his hand?

He fell down.

- How?

Kids fall down-- enough

with the f***ing grilling.

Seriously,

David,

I need you to stay in bed.

Shut up, Rings, okay?

Where the f*** is my watch?

David.

I need you to stay in bed

and don't call me Rings

even one more goddamn time!

Lay back down.

Lay back down.

What are you doing?

I'm taking him with me.

Well, he's

not here.

I know.

Oh, Jesus.

Now, tell me,

how did he fall down?

We just bumped

into each other.

Like I said... he wrote me

about a lot of stuff.

What do you think

you're doing, Kailey?

How Abby is the same.

You know the one thing

I'm gonna miss

is not being able

to tell her what a true

and hateful b*tch...

Ow!

F*** you.

- Like I said,

he wrote me

about a lot of stuff.

But the thing in his letters

that's the clearest

is what he never says.

Yeah, what's that?

He's scared of you.

'Cause you're angry all the

time and he doesn't know why.

And so you're taking him?

Right.

So why are you telling me?

You could have just taken

him without all this.

'Cause I want you to know

he's going to be okay.

You're pointing

a gun at me.

Doesn't inspire

confidence.

He's going to be fine.

He's going to be better.

He might actually have a couple

of f***ing friends.

You can get up now.

Hey, Rings?

You don't want to be

doing this, Rings!

It's why you're sick.

You know

it's wrong.

Ow!

God!

I told you to stop

calling me that.

Find yourself a little

nickname for Ellen.

I don't have one.

I know.

I don't know when

she'll be back.

Hopefully, she'll have a nice,

long breakfast somewhere

and linger a bit,

but until then...

just think about how I'm right.

He can't be

here anymore.

Something bad

will happen.

Abby will push harder,

you'll drink more,

something else will get broken.

Just...

just give me a chance.

Okay? I'll take

care of him.

Rings,

you don't

want to do this.

Rings.

If you feel like you have

to call the police,

just wait as long as you can.

You drive a truck?

That's great.

Come on, Gulls.

We've got to go.

But why do this to you?

She wanted me to know

that he'd be okay.

What?

She said...

he'd be better off

with her than with us.

Is she right?

David? Is she right?

Call the police.

Is there anything

I can do to help?

Nope.

Stay strapped in.

Okay.

I could help you drive.

You know how to

drive standard?

Yeah.

No, you don't.

Did you pack any

other clothes?

Some, yeah,

but they're in the back.

Okay, well, uh,

stay buckled in,

but lose the lawyer

outfit, will you?

Sure.

No, you're not listening--

she doesn't have

visitation rights.

Nobody's seen

that woman in 11 years.

Not even your grandson?

Absolutely not him.

She hasn't seen him

since he was born.

Where was that?

Ohio, near Columbus.

Where was that town?

David?

They may have been

writing each other.

Oh, for Christ sake, David!

I only just found out.

How?

What do you mean?

You said you don't

know where she was,

so how's your son

going to write her?

I-I don't know.

Okay.

Anything else?

She has a gun.

You keep telling us that.

At least let me shift.

No.

I'll roshambo you for it.

You'll what?

Rock, paper, scissors?

Oh, for God sakes.

All right, fine.

I'm going to throw a rock.

Really?

Promise.

Okay. On four, all right?

Okay, one, two, three.

I lied.

Oh!

- Now teach me.

Okay, up and towards

me is first.

Down is second.

Up and towards

you is third.

Down is fourth.

Okay, that's pretty much it.

But you gotta do it

when I push in the clutch,

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