Wetlands Page #7

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'Cause I could.

That's why.

They wouldn't come after me.

Sheehan. The big puppy.

Wouldn't hurt a fly.

You know how long I had to

hear that sh*t in my life?

- You paid all your bills.

- Yes, I did.

And you gave me the idea.

Laid out the whole f***in' plan.

And those stupid Italians,

I pay them back

with their own money.

[chuckles]

That's plain sad.

[chuckles, coughs]

I was gonna do a double slam.

I was gonna get her

and Jimmy C. together.

But your car was parked outside,

so I waited.

And when she came out and left

the motel, I followed her.

I gave her some sweet daddy talk

and she came along real nice.

Her head...

cracked like a nut.

You know what?

It felt good.

All the screaming,

the begging.

I felt like I had

the power for once.

You were sick, man.

[Sheehan] Then when you

became suspect numero uno,

you deserved it.

I was the only friend you had

and you would take my wife

down some alley

and f*** her brains out.

My wife.

And you think I didn't know.

You think I was stupid.

Whole f***in' town knew.

I was weak.

Not the "born again" sh*t.

Please.

Wanna take me to prison?

Cop with a bad heart.

No.

Oh...

That's how it's going down, huh?

Right here.

[c*cks gun]

[trigger clicks]

[Ike]

Oh, your special teams?

These are the things,

these are the ways we won

with Torrance Small and Charles

Johnson as wide receiver.

- [Mike] That's right.

- [Ike] I mean, this is the way we won games...

Don't keep beating yourself up

over those Eagles all the time.

There's worse things in life.

[sports commentary

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