What Doesn't Kill You Page #8

- Thank you.

Mark, wash your hands.

- You want to come with us, Mark?

- Okay.

I'm just kidding.

- Chivas on the rocks.

- Can I get a soda water?

- What's with the soda water?

- I'm taking it easy.

Well, what do you think?

I don't know. I don't like anything

that Jackie and Pat are behind lately.

Thanks. Me, neither, but let's

just hear them out, all right?

Hey, boys, this is Eddie.

He'll give you all the details.

Hey, there. You want a

drink? You want a drink?

- No, I'm good, thanks.

- Yeah, all right. Okay.

- Sully came by last night.

- Oh, yeah?

I'll give him a call later.

- What's this?

- I left you a few bucks.

- Where did you get it?

- Come on.

What, are you gonna question

every dollar I give you?

You're like a f***ing parole

officer. Relax, will you?

I gotta go.

Tell me again, how much

money is in that safe?

- Forty grand.

- Forty grand.

- And that's definitely him?

- Yeah, that's definitely him.

- I'd know that fat f*** anywhere.

- All right, let's do it.

Get in the truck, you fat f***,

before I put a hole in you.

Get in the f***ing truck!

Open the f***ing door. Get

in. We're going to your house.

We're gonna clean

out your safe. Get in!

Wave to them kids.

There you go.

Paulie, I don't know

what to tell you.

There was supposed to

be 40 grand in the box.

- Shut the f*** up!

- What's the matter?

- What happened?

- 2,700 f***ing dollars.

That's it? Eddie, what

the f***'s going on here?

Jackie, I know, there was

supposed to be 40 grand in the box.

- Hey, Eddie, you

guaran-f***ing-teed it! - I know.

Hey, here's your $700, all

right? We're keeping the rest.

Broad f***ing

daylight, Jackie,

and, for the record, we are done

risking our asses for you and Pat.

- You can both go f*** yourselves.

- Is that right, Paulie?

- Yeah, that's right!

- Hey, what do I get, Paulie?

Here, pay the tuition.

What is this? What is this?

You just don't get it, do you?

- I am not paying any bills with that money!

- What do you want from me?

- What the f*** do you want from me?

- Do you think I'm stupid?

- When are you gonna realize...

- What? Shut up!

God damn it! Do you

think 'cause I'm sober...

- Do you think 'cause I'm...

- You just...

Do you think 'cause I'm sober, they're

gonna start sending me envelopes?

- When are you gonna listen to me?

- Get off me!

- You better listen to me!

- What do you want me to say?

When are you gonna realize

your kids need a father!

This is who I

am! It's who I am!

Yeah, go ahead, run.

That's what you do best.

- It's who I am!

- Slam the door, too!

Yeah, that's it. Go ahead.

- What? I think I'm in love.

- Oh, really?

I've known you what,

eight, nine minutes?

- So? Don't you want to...

- So?

- Nicole, don't go there. Don't go there.

- What? What's wrong? We're just talking.

You're a young girl. Do not

go falling for a guy like me.

- It's not...

- I like bad boys.

Yeah, you're too young to

know what you like, all right?

And all that bad-boy stuff,

that's great, real exciting.

You got some good stories

to tell your friends,

and then you end up curled up

in a ball when they leave you.

- Is that what you think?

- Drop it, Nicole.

We're just hanging out.

I'm having a great time,

but if that don't work for

you, then you gotta tell me.

All right?

You know what? I just remembered,

I got some place I gotta be.

I get it. I'll go.

Where were you? I waited

for you, and then I just...

I know. Yeah, I got tied up.

I know what we can do, because

I'm done with this bullshit.

Oh, yeah? What's that?

I clocked an

armored truck today.

- Brian.

- Come on.

What? Every time I mention it

to you, you say it's impossible.

Everyone gets caught.

That's 'cause they're all

high on junk, all right?

They got wet brain. We're

gonna do it different.

- Come on, will you, Paul?

- I'm not f***ing around, Brian.

Okay? No, I'm done with this grind.

What are we gonna do? Get a job, huh?

It's like standing in mud. 30

years go by, and you're dead.

You wanna live like that?

All I'm asking is check it out.

If we don't like it, we walk.

How's it going, guys?

I see you're out

getting some exercise.

- Is that a crime?

- No.

Robbing someone

at gunpoint is.

- I don't know what you're talking about.

- Yeah, I'm sure you don't.

Good thing for you two,

the fat man didn't flip.

But don't worry, they all

do eventually. Just ask Pat.

- Okay.

- Brian.

Can I ask you a question?

I'm out here, I'm trying to do the right

thing, and everywhere I go, you're all over me.

So what's it gonna take? When

are you gonna let that go?

It was five years ago.

How about you toss me a beating for an

hour or two, and then we call it even.

You see what I'm

talking about, huh?

We're gonna be dodging pricks like

that for the rest of our lives.

Alls we need is a little bit of padding,

and then we can do whatever we want.

What do you think?

- Aren't there usually three?

- Yeah, that's why it's perfect.

All we have to do is get

one of them, and we own them.

- What?

- I don't know, Paulie.

- What?

- This is some cowboy sh*t, man.

No. I know we

can pull this off.

Let's go.

This is the spot.

All right, we got three

exits. It's their last stop.

They'll be fully

loaded. This is it.

You all right?

Look, Brian,

if you don't wanna do it, I'll

understand. I'll get another guy.

I need the money.

Well, it's your call.

Hey, buddy.

- Hey.

- Is Ma home?

She went for a walk.

Sorry about the blow

up with Ma last week.

I just been having a...

I've just been having

a tough time adjusting.

We haven't talked much.

I been trying to give

you a little time.

You got every right to be mad.

I just don't want you to hate me.

I don't hate you.

You're my father.

Sean, I'm really proud of you

and the way you carry yourself

and what you've done in school

and with your life, and...

Sean, I guess I just wanna

know what it's gonna take

to get you to respect me

the way that I respect you.

Just stop drinking

and don't leave us.

Yeah, yeah, just...

What's up, Sean?

Anyway, so I'll pop out,

right? I get the drop on them.

- And what do you do?

- Pop the trunk.

Pop the trunk.

Boom, there it is.

What's this?

Hold on a second.

- How you doing?

- Hey, Sully.

I haven't heard from you.

Yeah, me and Stacy had a beef,

so I've been staying with Paul.

Yeah, yeah, she called me.

- She called you? For what?

- She's worried.

Sorry about that.

She's paranoid.

- You been using?

- No.

She told me you're

out making money.

I'm f***ing broke.

Making money?

You wanna go back to prison

and abandon your kids again?

'Cause that's where

you're gonna go.

Keep going down the same road,

you end up in the same place.

- Yeah, well, maybe that's where I belong.

- Is that what you want?

The easy way out? Prison, three

squares a day, no responsibilities?

Funny, you didn't

strike me as a quitter.

I can't make it out here.

You know, I sit in that...

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