Unleashed Page #4

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Alex, go the other side quick!

Get back here, you bastard!

Alex, other side!

Where's Danny? Danny!

That's ripe!

Danny!

This one's ripe.

Danny, do you remember

when I said that Victoria and I were

not big on asking questions,

that we thought when people were

ready they'd give their own answers?

I remember.

After today in the supermarket,

I need some answers,

and I don't think I'm going to get them

without asking the questions.

Is that alright?

OK.

Ok, so... In the market those men,

they were fighting.

You knew that, right?

Yes.

But that didn't bother you?

No.

You weren't afraid?

No.

Normally people find themselves

in situations like that, they get afraid.

They weren't fighting me.

OK. One more question.

When you first came to us,

you were hurt pretty bad.

How did that happen?

I asked for a piano.

You asked who for a piano?

My uncle.

Oh, you do have family?

No.

But you just said you had an uncle.

He's dead.

Oh...

Is this good?

That's wonderful.

OK, ready? God!

You're acting ridiculous. It's not so bad.

That looks like it belongs there.

Where is it?

It's right there.

Oh yes! It belongs there.

Hi. Can I come in?

OK.

Where'd you learn that?

Learn what?

The piece of music you just played?

It's what I hear in my head.

Do it again.

It's hard. Someone had

to teach it to you.

You don't remember?

No.

Maybe in your other life.

The one you had before us.

I don't know.

Everything is new about you now.

Your clothes, your hair, your whole life.

This is the last...

I think it's time to put the last thing away.

Don't you?

Everything is new about you now.

Goodnight.

Oh yes.

My boy, we're going to have fun.

That's good, that's good.

Alrighty then.

You know Victoria's big recital

is next month, right?

D'you remember me telling you about

where I grew up? In New York City?

Carnegie Hall!

Yeah, well, that's where Victoria

and I are from. That's our home.

This is your home.

No, no, this is just a temporary home.

We only came here so Victoria

could attend school.

What I'm trying to say, Danny, is...

After Victoria graduates,

we're gonna go back home.

We're gonna go back to New York.

And I don't know how

this would work out but...

We would really like for you

to come with us

because we've begun to think

of you as family and,

well, that's what families do.

They stick together.

Or at least this one does.

So what do you say?

Fifty-fifty. Partners. You and me.

Happy?

What do I do with it?

Anything you want.

F***'s sake, man!

Danny!

Alright, Danny, look at you!

You look great, man!

Look at... You smell divine, pal, I tell ya!

I don't know what you're wearing.

Well, fancy bumping into you, eh.

Boss sends me out.

Get some mangos and papayas

and look what I find instead.

A lemon. Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Your uncle Bart has been

sick with worry, mate.

Yeah! His little pet all lost in the world.

It's all he keeps

on talking about, honestly.

"Where's my Little Danny?"

He's dead.

Who told you that?

I saw.

Well, you saw wrong, mate,

because he's very, very much alive.

And very much looking forward

to you coming home.

Not my home anymore.

Not my home anymore.

Not my home anymore. Why?

You got a new home, have you,

Danny? Eh?

Oooh, hey! You got

a new family as well?

I tell you what,

if you don't come home

like a good little b*tch,

Uncle Bart will send a few of the boys

out to pay a visit to your new home?

Would you like that?

Wouldn't be too hard to find,

what with you shopping here and all.

Look who's come home

to his loving Uncle Bart!

Give me a hug.

How's my boy? You're looking smart.

Oh, look at her! Ragner the prat!

We've missed you around here,

haven't we?

Yeah, we've definitely

missed you, Danny.

Must've really scared you,

that accident, all that shooting.

Yeah, me too.

Look at me.

I've been laid up for a month.

But I'm back.

And I'm ready to roll.

You ready to roll?

I have a question.

You? A question?

Wonders never cease. It's not about

that bleedin' piano again, is it?

No.

Listen, as I'm so pleased

to have you home,

I'll answer one question.

Go on, fire away.

Did you know my mom?

Your mum?

Why would I know your mum?

I found you in the street.

Laying on the pavement.

You was half dead, you couldn't

even talk. You was just laying there.

No one wanting you,

no one caring whether you lived or died.

Except me.

I've told you all this before, remember?

All right, listen. I'll show you stuff

that'll jog your memory.

That was our first collaboration,

that was.

Danny, what's this sudden

fascination with the past?

Have you been talking to people?

No.

You want some good advice

from your Uncle Bart, eh?

Don't dwell on the past.

Look to the future.

The past is behind you.

The future is ahead of you.

Like a bright glittering mountain of gold.

You wanna know

what your future is, Danny?

I'm thrilled you're here.

We've been waiting for you.

Has our friend been practicing on you?

Had an accident.

Right this way.

Show's about to start. How's our boy?

Better.

I hope so. Because he certainly has

his work cut out for him tonight.

I've dressed him in his Sunday best.

We are expecting more

of a show this time.

Well, don't worry about it.

We've got it all worked out.

Haven't we Danny?

Kill him! Kill him!

Get him out!

Listen! Give these toffs a bit of a show.

Play him for a bit.

Make it look as if there might be

a chance you could loose.

Gentlemen!

Got it?

To the death!

Right, down you go!

What's wrong with you?

I don't want to hurt people anymore.

Excuse me?

Danny, that's what you do.

You hurt people.

Not anymore.

What the hell's happened to you?

Who's been filling your head

with this crap?

Anything wrong, gentlemen?

No, no, no, we're fine. No, just...

Just discussing strategy.

Of course.

Listen to me, you little sh*t.

You're gonna get down there

and you're gonna do your job

or I'm gonna have your balls on a stick!

Now, go!

I don't want to hurt people anymore.

I'll make you a deal. If you go down

there tonight and do your job,

I promise you, tomorrow,

I will buy you the nicest piano

in the whole bleeding city.

How's that?

I don't want to hurt people anymore.

Then you're dead.

Go get him Tiger!

Come on! Come on! Danny, come on!

What's going on?

Well, you said you wanted it

to be more of an entertainment.

But he's not even fighting back.

Pick it up!

Use it! Danny!

Danny!

I think we have a problem here.

What?

These people came to see a fight,

not a bloody game of tag.

Do you mind if I get a little creative

with the format?

It's your show.

Danny, you're ruining me here!

It's time to make some money.

Danny, you're gonna get killed!

Fight back!

Danny!

Weapons!!

Kill him!

If you don't kill him, I don't get paid.

Kill him, for Christ's sake!

Come on!

Or they'll kill me! Kill him!

F*** it!

No more killing!

I decide when there's

no more killing! I! Me!

The master commands

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