"Okay, guys." "Ready?" " Okay." " # We wish you a merry Christmas #" "This is just what I wanted!" "Yeah, you like it?" "Is that the one?" "Good." "Good." "Merry Christmas." "Oh!" "The new hockey stick!" " Is it a good size?" " It looks fine to me." "Let me see that slap shot." "Wait!" "Don't knock anything off the table!" "I take it that that's a cut, or what?" "I am the greatest." "I am the greatest." "Uh!" "Show me what ya got." "Ho!" "Ho!" "Hang on one sec." "Ready?" "All right." "Flip it up." "You okay?" "Oh." "You okay?" "Okay." "You're on your own." "Oh, my gosh!" "Luke!" "Oh, honey!" "Whoa!" "Watch out for the tree though." " Do a trick." " Do a trick." " How proud are you of him?" " Oh, my God." "He's amazing." "Tell me the truth." "Did Mommy do that painting for you?" "Hey." "Wow, look at that." "I just got one question." "What the heck is it?" " It is abstract." " Sorry." "When I get signed, I'll buy you a new house, okay?" "What's wrong with this house?" "Ready?" "Oh, shit." "Okay, make a wish." "Make a" "So, how old are you, Mom?" "We were just wondering." "How old am I?" "You look gorgeous." "You don't look a day over" "Just spit it out, Dad." "Brendan Hume, you've just won M. V.P. Our golden boy." "Number one!" "Number one." "Number one." " Let's get this baby lit." " Can I slap him?" "Will he wake up?" " No." "No, no, no." " Please." "He's gonna kill us." " Here's a surprise!" " Surprise!" " Happy birthday, Lukey!" " Happy birthday, Lukey!" "Fourteen." "It feels no different than yesterday when I was 13." "Do you want your 14 punches now or" "Uh, a little later, after I wake up." "Get off me!" "Aw, man!" "I almost had you." "# Should old acquaintance be forgot #" "# And never brought to mind #" "# Should old acquaintance be forgot #" "# And days of auld lang syne #" "Can you get me those faxes from London?" "All right." "Thanks." "Can I bother you?" "You know, just when you think there's no order anywhere... there's order lookin' right at you." " Okay." " What do you need here?" "Annie said I need you to approve this." "This guy worked here at Starfish for six years... but, uh, his wife's dead, no kids, no will." "I just wanna roll his pension back up into the fund and make it easy." "Come on." "Don't make me file with the state." "We file with the state so that, one day, if somebody looks back at this guy's death... he will see that we did our job." "You're right." "We gotta cover our asses." "I got it." "Sorry." "No, no, no." "No, we do our job... and we do right by a guy who worked for us, lest he die in vain." "What's that "order in the universe" thing?" "Well, you" " Our insurer spent 300,000 bucks on this new model - new field data, new society." "Who is the ideal employee?" "Who dies how and when?" "They sent it over to show what a great job they're doin'." "And you know what it says?" "It says that people with kids live longer than people with no kids." "People with two live longer than people with one." "Smoking is bad." "Speeding is bad." "Deaths in the family are bad." "Divorce is bad." "It's just kinda nice to see that all that junk is still true." "You know?" "Hey, you're the one with the perfect kids." " Mom, that's not fair." " Of course it isn't fair." "But when you screw up, it's embarrassing." " I'm supposed to be a dean." " It's not like I killed somebody." "Telling a teacher to shove his laser pointer... up his ass is as close as we get." "The guy's a buffoon, Mom." "I was quoting." "It was, like, an ironic "shove it."" "You want an ironic probation?" "We haven't even gotten to the home punishment." "This is the school end." "So, what do we do?" " Anything but community service." " Luke, that's brilliant." "Community service is a great idea." "The assisted living leisure center's having a dance party." "They need help." "For the love of God, Mom." "The seizure center?" "Okay." "The hockey team needs a laundry boy." "You could help your brother out." "Support the team." "I'll take the dance of the dead." "I can man the diaper station." "Last time, okay?" "Thank you." "Brendan, you're such a kiss ass." "Hey." "God gave me the skills." "I can't help it." " Mom, I need to go kill myself." " Of course you do, Lukey." " May I be excused?" " No." "I've got a cretin for a brother." "I've got a no-dick for a brother." "Okay!" "You stop right now." " You should know better." " What?" "Let's be a family, shall we?" " Can I say no?" " No." "I demand emancipation." "I want a lawyer." " Okay, I'm filing right now." " I'm home." "Sorry I'm late." "Did I miss dinner?" "No, there's plenty." "I'll heat something up for you." "Dad, I need a ride to the city on Saturday." "Mmm!" "The city?" "Yeah." "It's an exchange game." "And, uh, first line again." " No kidding?" "That's fantastic." " Yeah." " Waldron must love you." " Yeah, 'cause he's a kiss ass." "Well, good for him." "We all goin'?" " No." "Lukey's got soccer." "Yeah, but I'm not starting, so you can just" "Maybe you should just kiss some more ass... or just not suck so bad." " I heard that could actually" " Hey, hey, hey." "Huh?" "Dad, I was just kidding." "He was just being an idiot." "Don't call him an idiot." "Lucas, you have a loyal and loving brother." " I agree." " A loyal, loving kiss ass." "Look, can we just all please- be civilized for once, before I kill somebody?" " Whatever, weasel." " Duh."Whatever, weasel."" "Luke, Luke, Luke." "Plate." " Come here, you little punk." " Ow!" "Get off me!" "See what you miss when you don't come home?" "Well, at least they're not throwing food." "You played a heck of a game, kid." "I'm proud of you." " Heck of a game." " Thank you." "Love the way you're handling the puck." "Shit." "So, uh, some of the guys have been talkin'... about maybe going to college in Canada." "Canada?" "Canada is far." " You still have Lukey." " Ah, there's a comfort." "Oh, no." "Come on." "I'm kidding." "You get to... kid about your kids, or you lose your mind." "Look, you had a great game." "You've had several great games, but" "Professional hockey?" "Is that what we're talking about here, Bren?" " I mean, maybe." "I don't know." " That's a risky business." "And this is coming from your extensive professional sports background?" "No." "My extensive risk-assessment background, thank you very much." "Risks, liabilities- the stuff of life, Son." "No, that's the stuff of your life, Dad." " Your thrilling life." "Hey, don't make fun of your father, you bum." "I'm the only one you get." "I guess we can talk to Coach Waldron..." " and we can research schools in Canada" " Okay." "And find somebody who can educate us on hockey versus law school." " Dad, Dad." " What?" "Educate us?" "Look, I just wanna play some hockey." "Hey." "Lights." "Dad." "So, what do you say?" " I" " I said we could look into it, all right?" "Okay." " Please don't tell your mother." " I would never." "Where the heck is the darn expressway?" "Oh, great." " Hey, where do you think you're goin'?" " I need my fluids, Dad." "Oh, yeah." "The obligatory slushee stop." " They have 'em in there, right?" " That or something worse for you." " Do you have money?" " Yeah." " Well, quick in and out, 'cause we gotta get home." "All right." "Hey, honey, it's me." "I just wanted to let you know... that our son is going to Canada to play hockey." "He didn't want any kind of long, drawn-out... good-bye, so I dropped him off at the airport." "He says he'll call, but" "Of course, we may never see our son again." "But as long as he's happy, right?" "Okay." " I love you, and we'll be home soon." " Bullshit, man!" "Get the fuck down, or I'll blow your fuckin' head off!" "Get the fuck down!" "No!" "This is your man!" "This is your man!" "He's goin'for his gun, Billy!" "Come on, Bulldog!" "Get this mother!" "Get your guy!" "Do this, or you're not one of us!" "Do it!" "Hey." "You can do this." "Kill that motherfucker, Joey." "That's my boy." " Let's go!" "Let's go!" "Give me the gun!" " What about Joey?" " Come on!" "Let's go!" "Fuck!" "Fuck you!" "Motherfucker!" "Brendan!" "Brendan!" "Help!" "Help me!" "Somebody help me!" "Help!" "Where's Joe?" "He's a man now." "He can take the subway." "Can we get some help?" "Could somebody help us, please?" " Please!" "He's been" " He's hurting!" " Doctor!" "He was cut." "Somebody cut him." "Get an airway open!" "Create an airway!" " He's my son." "That's my son." " Maggie, get him." "Get him." " Brendan, we're in the hospital now." " Sir, you need to stay back here." " We'll get Maggie to take care of you here." "They'll get you fixed up now." "Sir, I'm sorry." "You need to stay right here." " Why can't" " The doctors need to do their job, sir." " You need to stay back here." " I can't go in there?" "I'm sorry." "Okay." "Well, he'll be okay, right?" "That's my" " That's my" " That's my son." "His name's Brendan." "Five." "Number Five." "That's Joe Darley." "He's... a kid." "He's a runt, almost 23." "And he's an animal." "They're supposed to have some kind of a, uh... pretrial hearing tomorrow, and... they want me to go and make a statement." "You wanna go with me?" "You go." "Put that... animal in jail." "That's what the cops called him - animal." "Are you gonna take that off?" "The school said they wanted to do a memorial." "At the next game, the team wanted to do something." "That's nice of them." "He would have liked" "Today's easy." "I need you to... sit there, put the fear of God in this guy." "If the judge asks you, you tell him what... you told us and identify Darley in court." "Okay?" "The minute I get your statement, and with you sitting right there... the public defender's gonna wet his pants and fold." "I'll make a deal in five minutes, get this guy in jail today." "Easy peasy." "Deal?" "Wait, wait." "Hang on." "What do you mean?" "What" " What deal?" "I want this guy to go away for the rest of his life." "No." "I can get you three to five guaranteed." "That's a very decent result." "I'm talking guaranteed time." "Not maybe, not the jury didn't feel up to it." "That's worth more than chasing some... make-believe 10 to life, and the guy walks free." " You want that?" " He killed my son." "Mr. Hume, I've got one eyewitness - you." "That's nice, but do you know how many cases with one witness..." "I don't even bother to try for a deal on?" "The machete magically disappeared." "The only blood we could find on that weasel... was his own from when the car clipped him." "And you picked the only gas station in America... without a working surveillance camera." "We've just got your word." "That's not bad, if I can scare the guy into a deal." "You're using my son's death like some kinda card trick." "Look - I get a banger off the street." "A year or so, somebody does my job for me." "He doesn't get out of there alive- fine with me." "He finds Jesus - fine with me." "But we get religion and go to trial- as much as I'd love to - and the defense starts working on... when was your last eye exam and what do you have against inner city youth?" "And how unfair it is for them to grow up so violent... how they're forced into initiation killings... or face execution themselves." "Do you want a jury feeling sorry for this fucker?" "Huh?" " You want him to walk?" " Wait." "You said... initiation killing." "I" " I" " I thought this was a robbery." "It only looked like one." "It was an initiation." "You kill someone at random to get made in a gang." "It's the price of admission." "Are you saying that Brendan was killed... so that some asshole could feel more like a man?" "So that he could be in some club?" "This is a "take it or leave it" thing, I'm sorry to say." "Your Honor, I'd like to enter the statement of a witness... present at the time of the attack - father of the victim." "We can enter that at trial, can we not, Mr. Barring?" "I believe, Your Honor, if we enter it today... defense will change their plea to guilty." "Save the People the time and expense of a trial." "That's the statement?" "Mr. Hume." "Mr. Hume." "You're giving evidence that Mr. Darley here, before your eyes... attacked your son and caused his death?" "You're saying you'll testify to that in a trial?" "No, Your Honor, I am not." "What?" "It was... dark." "There were a lot of them." "I can't be sure anymore." "Mr. Barring, do you expect to obtain evidence other than Mr. Hume's here?" "No, Your Honor, I do not." "I'm dismissing this case." "Mr. Darley, you are released from custody." "You may return with a bailiff to the holding cells... to retrieve your personal effects." "Joey!" "You beat that shit!" "You beat that shit!" " Whoo!" " Yeah!" "You did it!" "You scared that mother pretty fuckin' bad." "I'm proud of you." "Who's a man now?" "Get in the car." "Have a nice, fun time with this one here." " All right, bro." "Okay." " All right?" "I'm proud of you." "All right?" "Dad?" "Hey." " What are you doin'?" " Nothing." "What are you doin'?" "Don't play with that." "Put it down." "So, uh" "It was like, uh, a gas station?" "Where Bren got killed." "Yeah, it was- it was a gas station." "Why do you wanna know?" "Um, I just, uh" "You know, I wondered where he died." "Yeah." "It was, uh, a Stop Spot in Rockside." "Oh." "Do you... think he was scared?" "Yeah, Luke." "I do." "I think he was scared." " How did it go?" " They let him go." " They did what?" "Why?" " I don't think it was him." "Well, but you said it was him." "You said they had him." " Are they gonna keep looking?" " Yeah." "That's a good one." " Oh, Jesus!" " I'm sorry." "What do you want me to do?" "I'm sorry." "I left something at the office." " I-I gotta go back." " Now?" " Nick." " I'll be home as soon as I can." "Oh, God." "What am I doin'?" "Piece of shit!" "Fuck." "Jesus!" "Fuck, man." "You fuckin' scared the shit" "Wait a minute." "You fu-fucking kiddin' me?" "You?" "Fuck!" "Fuck!" "Aw, fuck!" "Fu" " Fu" "Oh, God." "Oh!" "Fuck." "Fuck." "I've been meaning to do this for months." "It's very grown up of you to help." "Yeah." " Hi, guys." " Hi." " What happened?" " I slipped in the... driveway." "Honey?" "Oh, my God." "Look at you." " You're a mess." " It's noth" " It's okay." "I cut my hand." " Are you all right?" " I'm fine." " It's okay." " No, it's not okay." " I'm gonna take a shower." "I'm gonna get bandages." "I'll bring them up." "... 13, 12, 11..." " Honey, hurry." " 10, nine, eight" " How you doin', kid?" "You okay?" " Five, four, three, two, one!" " I'm okay, I guess." "Happy New Year!" "Happy New Year!" "Good." "That's good." "I'm gonna take a shower." "How sweet." "Brendan Hume, you've just won M. V.P." "What do you have to say for yourself?" "Can I take this already?" "Can I take the kiss?" "Number one!" "Number one!" "Brendan Hume, our golden boy." "Honey." " Oh, God." "Oh, God." " It's okay." "I'm so sorry." "I'm so sorry." "It's okay." "Yo, Billy." "Watch the fucking pieces!" "For Christ's sake, they're worth something- unlike you." "Where you been, Nazi?" " What the fuck you call that?" " That's our night." "When I take pity on you and your faggot half-wit friends - give you a couple of corners to run - you better deliver for me... or I'll know you've been stealing and I'll kill you." "You be the prince of Pian... you fuckin' light-bag me, I'll fuckin' kill you." "Lord knows I've been patient." "Yes." "You can get the fuck out of my sight now." "Fuckin' half-wit." "What?" "What?" "Somebody fuckin' tell me what the fuck is goin' on." "You hear?" "Joe, dude." "Somebody stuck him." "He's dead." "What?" "You're lyin'." "Man, he's gone." "Hey." "How you guys faring?" "You, uh, gettin' through?" "Yeah, we're okay." "You find compensations." "That's what we do, right?" "We compensate for our losses, move on." "If anything like that ever happened to me, I'd just" "I don't know." "I think I'd snap." "Well, you really don't know what you'd do until it happens." " Surprise yourself." " Excuse me, Nick." "Detective Wallis is here to see you." "Yeah." "Come on in." "I, uh- I'm sorry to break in on your day." "No, it's fine." "Uh, the guy we thought killed your son" "Somebody killed him." "Oh." " Oh, what was that- some kind of a gang thing?" "We think so." " Man, I guess there is justice, huh?" " Yeah, I suppose there is." "I thought you'd like to know." "If he was the guy, I mean." "Yes." "Well, thanks- thanks for letting me know." "Uh, all right, I'Il" " I'll leave you to it then." "I guess I don't need to say anything, Nick... but the company would pay for counseling if you guys want it." "We'll manage." " Thanks, Owen." " Okay." "He didn't deserve that." "No way he deserved that." "He was a true fuckin' soldier." "To Joe." "He was a good fuckin' boy." " A good fuckin' boy!" " Yeah!" "So that's what we're gonna do?" "Why don't you show a little fuckin' respect, at least?" "See, that is why you guys are nothin'." "That is why you're a bunch of fuckin' punks- because you would rather drink up... and toke yourselves fuckin' witless." "Witless and scared shitless!" "No." "My bad." "Let's" " Here, cheers." "Get your fuckin' glasses up!" "All of you!" "Joe wasn't made for this shit." "That's all." " He wasn't like us." " No, wasn't like you, you mean." "He was not like you!" "He was better than you!" "We as good as brothers since we was kids, and you fuckin'go this way!" "What, I'm not as good as you now?" "Joe was like blood to me, dog." "As good as fuckin' blood." "You too!" "Well..." "I would like to catch the motherfucker that did this." " Oh, we will." " Ain't no motherfuckin' doubt." "Do the right fuckin' thing by Joe, yeah?" " So who fuckin' did it?" " It wasn't the Cutty Macks, man." "I would know about it." " Unless you were high." " I'm not high." "Wasn't "B" Street, Billy." "Wasn't the Hall." "Wasn't any of those assholes." "Yo, my sister said she saw some fucker in a suit down there just chillin'." "How many fuckers in a suit you ever see at Stokely-fucking-Hall?" "See, here's a comical thing." "When one of us gets killed, we don't make the paper." "But the son of a senior V.P. Of Starfish Capital" "Go talk to your sister." "Hey." "Amy, what's up?" "I'm going home." "You okay?" "You need anything?" "No, I'm fine." "I'm just gonna finish this risk analysis." "Uh, actually, could you drop this off with Owen, please, on your way out?" " Sure." " Thank you." "Good night." "What'd he do?" "Oh, my God!" "Come on!" "Let's go!" "Get in there!" "Come on!" "Come on!" "Get him, get him, get him!" "Bust his ass!" " Through here!" "Go!" " Go, go, go, go, go!" "Get in there!" "Go!" "Go!" " Go!" "Go!" "Go!" " Come on!" "You're fuckin' dead!" "Come on!" "Open the door!" "Open the door!" "Hey, hey, hey." "Which way is 1801?" " 1801 Main!" "Which way?" "Which way?" " Through the corridor right there." "Go, go!" "Where the fuck did he go?" "Heco, Dog, Spink!" "Go!" "Cut 'im off!" "Cut 'im off!" "Look!" "Look!" "Oh, shit!" " Did you talk to Sally?" " Yeah." "Search floor to floor!" "Move your ass!" "Search the floor!" "Tommy!" "Door!" "Jamie!" "Get your ugly ass up there!" "Ain't gonna make a fool out of me, motherfucker." "Fuck!" "Motherfucker!" "Billy, we gotta go, man." "We got to get the fuck out of here." " Come on, let's go!" "Come on!" " Go!" "Come on!" "Oh." "Oh, fuck." "Oh, geez." "Hi, honey." "I'm sorry I'm late." "What?" "What do you mean you can't find him?" "Where the hell is he?" "Did you call his friends?" "Oh." "Geez, honey." "Look, I gotta call you back." "I, uh" " I think I know where he is." "All right." "Get whatever prints you can from this stuff." "Let me know." "I need you to start a canvass." "Pull people from the street if you have to." "Someone had to see something." "Luke." "Luke!" "What the hell you doin'?" "Your mother's worried sick." "Now get in the car." " No." " I said get in the car." " No, I don't wanna get in the god" " Come on." "Get over here." " Fuck you!" " Lucas" "This is not a safe place." "Yeah, I know that much, don't I?" "Would it have been better if it was me?" "Is that what it is?" "You guys could have handled that a lot easier... than losing Brendan "golden boy."" "Luke." "Please get in the car." "Come on." "Luke, get in that goddamn car right now!" "Right now!" "Oh, God." "Oh!" "Oh, baby." "Honey." "Don't ever do that again, okay?" "Yo." "We gonna do this?" "Memorial service is only another 100." "He doesn't need a service." "Just burn him." "How about you respect the bereaved's wishes, or I'm burnin' you too." "We'll make sure you get a service." "Cremation and disposal, 700." "Look, you see this wallet right here?" "This wallet's got 200 in it." "And this 200 takes care of my boy." "200." "Well..." " we're sorry for your loss." " Yeah, I bet you are." "You think of something?" "What the fuck are we all doing here?" "Maybe somebody's gonna tell me when you... girls are planning to put a few minutes in... on the perfectly good corner I gave you, huh?" "And now, I get to read about gang wars, dead pieces of shit... because somebody had to kill a rich little faggot." "Way to make the fucking papers!" "I don't fuckin' need help like this." "Listen to me." "Listen to me." "Listen to me." "When you work for me... you fucking work for me." "You don't in-and-out." "You don't fuckin' half-ass." "You fuckin' pay me!" "I say when you're done." "And when I say that, one of you... leaves the little shit hole you live in... after your morning needle on a pretty day." "And you wake up bleeding to death in the trunk of my car, okay?" "'Cause when you're with me, I'm your life and your fucking death." "I'm the fuckin' world on a cracker." "So... which one of you boys is gonna bleed to death in my trunk, huh?" "Will it be you, Billy boy?" "Gang lord." "Huh?" "Whatever you little fucks think is important, ain't important." "So stop it." "Stop it right now." "You're good boys." "Buckle down for me." "They're burnin' Joe." "If you're interested." "Well, he's the lucky one, ain't he?" "You need to sign in." "Sir?" "You need to sign in." "Messengers' drop-off over there." "Nah, I need to hand-deliver this - to Nicholas Hume." "You can sign in and drop it off like everyone else." "Hey!" "Call it in." " We need some guys up on the 15th floor." "Hey, hey!" "Yeah." "Right away." "Nicholas Hume!" "Coming through!" " Nicholas Hume!" " Who is this guy?" "Who's he?" "Nicholas Hume!" " Tom, you okay?" " There he is." " In here." "Nice office, motherfucker." "They're here now." "Never mind." "What the hell do you want?" "That's the gift of freedom, baby." "Sir, should we escort this person out?" " Sir?" "Free from wondering how you're gonna die now." "You're free from wondering if you gonna die alone." "You hear?" "Get him outta here." "'Cause you'll get joy and grace all over... when you finally meet your maker." " Come on." "Stop struggling." " Get off me!" "This way!" "Where are you, you bastard?" "You wanna send me a reward for finding that wallet of yours?" "You tell me where the fuck you are right now!" "No, I'll tell you where the fuck you are." "You're in my end of the fucking sewer, buddy." "I say who lives." "I say who dies." "Now, you'd better get that through your fucking skull... because there's no more warnings." "I'm comin' for some fucking family time." "No." "You listen to me." "You go near my family... and I will cut out your goddamn guts like I did your fuckin' friend!" " Do you hear me?" " He wasn't my friend." "He was my brother." "And now I'm coming for the rest of your family." "You just bought them a death sentence, motherfucker." "Don't" "Fuck!" "Fuck!" "Fuck!" " Nick, what's going on?" " Pick up." "Pick up." "Come on." "Pick up." " Nick?" " Honey, are you okay?" "Is Luke okay?" " Yes." "We're fine." "All right." "Stay there." "Keep Luke there." " Do not go home, all right?" " Why?" "Wh" " What's wrong?" "Just stay there until somebody comes." " Promise me." " Who's coming?" "The police." "Honey." "Just stay there till the police get there." "And then go home." "I'm on my way." "Come on, come on, come on." "Hey, can I have Detective Wallis, please?" "Detective Wallis!" "Get me Detective Wallis right now." " Shit." " Homicide, this is Wallis." " They threatened my family." " Mr. Hume?" "Fuckin' trash!" "Threatened to kill my family!" "All right." "Where is your family right now?" "They're at the school!" "St. Bartholomew's!" "Just help us, please." "Helen!" "Luke!" "Nick?" "Oh, my God." "What the hell is happening?" "Honey, why are the police out front?" "Nick, you're scaring me." "Oh, my gosh." "Oh!" "Nick, talk to me." "Dad, what's going on?" "Nick!" "What's going on?" "You stay there." "Thank God you're here." "Your son was a hockey player." "Yes." "Hmm." "The car will stay here tonight." "Now, Mr. Hume, I think it's time you told me." "Exactly who did what to whom?" "You make war on the wrong dog?" "Hmm?" "That what you did?" "Thought you could just go kill some little asshole... because you live all the way out here?" "What are you saying?" " What is she saying, Nick?" " I've done nothing wrong." "Well, then why don't you tell me... how you made Billy Darley this pissed off at you?" "You asked for my help." "All right." "All right." "Just, um-Just try to get through the night, Mr. Hume." "And be grateful you're still alive." "But if you started a war..." "God help you." "What have you done?" "Hey." "How do I make it stop?" "Did you start it?" "Listen." "I really don't care what happens to me." "I just need them to be safe." "Tell me how to stop this." "Well, first off, do everything they tell you." "Everything." "And don't worry, Mr. Hume." "We put out an A.P.B. On Billy and his gang." "I can't believe I didn't see what was going on with you." "How could you do what you did?" "You thought you could..." "balance the equation... put order in the universe?" "I lost our boy." "Your boy." "You are a good father... and nothing that's happened changes that." "I can't agree with what you've done." "But I know why you did it." "And I love you." "And I always will." "Well, it's good that you're getting rid of it anyway." "Yeah." "Mom!" "Mom!" "Get on down there!" "Mom!" "Help!" "Oh, God!" "No!" "No!" " Mom!" " You fucking animals!" " Fuckin'bitch!" " Bad tune, bitch!" "Get in there!" "Get in there!" " Get over there!" " Yo, Billy?" " Oh, no!" "No!" " No!" "No!" "No!" "Hey, hey." "Doctor?" "Doctor!" " Helen!" "Helen!" "Luke!" " Get his arms!" "Hold the legs!" " Sedate him!" "Hold him down." "Helen!" "Luke!" "Luke!" "Critical nurse specialist, dial five." "Critical nurse specialist, dial five." " Can you turn that off?" " The monitor or your heart?" "I'll ask the doctor." "This thing stops right now." "God knows why you're still alive." "But you're being given a second chance." "You think that officer's out there protecting you?" "He's protecting you from yourself." "He'll haul your ass right to jail if I say so." "You want your retribution and you kill a couple... of punks, and it bought you what?" "Huh?" "Everybody thinks they're right in a war." "Everybody still dies in the end." "You are never gonna win this, Mr. Hume." "Nobody is." "I killed them." "I killed my family." "Well, your son's still alive." " What?" " Barely." "Where is he?" "Is he here?" "Where is he?" "Wait." "Hey, hey, hey." "Come on." "Wait a second now." "Luke." "Luke!" "Lucas!" " Calm down." " It's all right." "Let him go." " Where's my son?" " Sir, you need to get back to bed." " Tell me where my son is!" " He's in Room 206." "Lukey?" "Luke." " We're taking care of your son." " Doctor?" " Luke?" "Doctor, it's okay." "Just let him through." " Is he going to wake up?" " I can't say right now." "It was never gonna balance." "What did you say?" "The equation." "Sometimes it's... just chaos." "That's all there is." "I'd like a minute with him." "Please." "I'll be waiting." "Hey, Lukey." "Can you hear me?" "Can you move your fingers?" "Son, just move your fingers if you can hear me." "Luke, I know that, um- that you think that..." "I didn't care about you as much as your brother." "And God" "I don't know." "Maybe I didn't at first." "You know, um... when your mom and I... first had Brendan... he was just- he was so amazing to me, you know." "He was like, uh" "He was like this miracle kid." "And I always knew exactly what to expect with him." "And then when you came along, I don't know" "I kind of expected to have another Brendan, you know." "I expected you to be just like him, but-but you weren't." "I mean, you were so different- different than anyone." "Different than me." "You're just so much more" "So much more like- like your mom." "You know, stubborn and... too much passion." "Your mother" "Oh, she meant the world to me... and so do you." "I just want you to know that I love you." "I" " I love you so much." "I love your brother, and I love your mother, um" "I love our family, and I- and I" "I'm" "I'm so sorry... that I wasn't a better father." "I'm... so sorry... that I couldn't protect you guys." "Shit." "Hey, you." "Get a doctor." "Right now." "Doctor!" "Hey, Owen." "I" " I need you to check a number for me." "Yeah. 555-0128." "Well, check somewhere else." "Just get it for me." "And the savings too, huh?" "Everything." "All of it." "Pulling out the kids' college fund, huh?" " Hello." "Hey, Nick." "It's Owen." "Got that number run for you." "It's a bar." "It's called the Four Roses." " Nick, what's going on?" "Do you need me to call anyone?" "Thanks." " Good-bye, Owen." " Nick?" "I'm looking for Billy Darley or any of his friends." "Fuck you!" "Hey!" " Fuck you!" " Fucker!" "Back it up!" "Let me go!" "You tell me where Billy Darley is." "Tell me right now." "Right now!" "You don't want Billy Darley, buddy!" "I got business with him." "Okay." "Let me go." "Let me go!" "His boy Heco is crashing at 113, up the block." "He's usually hooking up around dinnertime, you know?" "Okay?" "One more thing." "I need to buy some guns." "Help you?" "I need guns." "I don't know you." "I came from the Four Roses." "I'm gonna guess." "You're a little bit far from home." "Well, don't let me smell fear on you." "Fear... is for the enemy." "Fear... and bullets." "Lots of fuckin' bullets." "You've got the bastard of bastards." "A .357, for guaranteed head removal." "That's" " That's a sweetie." "You got your standard-size .45... supersize." "That's a fuckin' hungry man right there." "And you got the king of mayhem." "Half cannon, sword of justice." "Take this fucker to the Holy Land, start your own crusade." "Any one of these is bound to make you feel better... about what's bothering you." "What about that one?" "This one?" "All right." "I'll take this... and these." "That's three-fuckin'- grand worth of killin'." "You got three grand worth of killin' to do?" "There's five." "Well, that makes you a preferred customer." "I'm gonna give you some accessories... just because you got a thing about you." "You have got a killing thing about you." "You surely do." "You the motherfucker after my son Billy?" "He's your son?" "That'd make you the motherfucker killed Joe." "That right?" "You killed my youngest?" "Now you're after Billy, yeah?" "Yeah." "I'm after him." "Well, Billy's no damn doin' of mine." "Anything he did's no damn doin' of mine." "So, somebody needs to make somebody pay for something... to make themselves feel better." "Billy'd be the one to pay." "Kill the little piss-pants." "See if it makes a damn day's difference to me." "Dad to dad, don't tell me about it." "Just... go do it." "Lord knows I've been patient... and you're a cash-fuckin'- customer." "But you think about asking me where Billy is..." "I'll kill ya." "Go your way now." "Go with God." "Bag full of guns." "Fuck!" "What the fuck?" "Who the fuck?" " Oh, my God." " You?" "We fuckin' killed you." "What the fuck?" "Get the fuck out of here!" "Where's Billy?" "Fuck you." "You busted my tooth, you asshole!" " Tell me where the fuck he is!" " At the office." "The office." "What the fuck is that?" "It's the abandoned mental... hospital." "It's where we cook our shit, dude." "It's by the bridge on Stygian Street." "All right?" "Stygian Street." "Call him." "Good thing your daddy got you some training wheels... so you don't have to roller blade over here... for your fuckin' sister's heroin." "She's been a good customer of mine for a while." "I've been a pretty great customer of hers too!" "Fuckin' prick." "Heco, you sandbagging' son of a bitch!" "This is the second time this week I had to cover for your ass." "Billy." "Billy!" "That fucker didn't die, Billy." "That fucker didn't die, Billy!" "What the fuck are you talking about?" "He says you're sentenced." "So what?" " So this, motherfucker." " No." "No." "Well, what are we fuckin' up tonight, son?" " What do you want now?" "You look like you're in a fuckin' hurry." "You know how much I got to wipe your fuckin' nose?" "I gotta get some Fortune 500 faggot off my back... by telling him he can fuckin' have you." "You think I enjoy that?" "What you don't get is..." "I care about what happens to you... because it can fuckin' hurt me!" "Now, do you need any more fuckin' instructions" "No, thanks, Dad." "I'm taking the car." "What" "What the fuck?" "Shit!" "Motherfucker!" "Hey, Dog!" "Go fuckin'find him!" "Get out there now!" "My leg!" "Dog!" "No!" "You fuck!" "I'm gonna kill you, you son of a bitch!" "Shit!" "Shit!" "I'll kill you, you bitch!" "Get this motherfucker!" "I got him." "I got him." "I got him." "Go, go, go, go, go!" "Go!" "Get him!" "Go, go!" "Aw, fuck!" "Don't let him get away, man!" "Fuck!" "Fuck!" " Motherfucker!" " Come on, come on." " Come on, come on." " Fuck." "Check it out." "Go that way, behind the fucker." "You know you're gonna die in here!" "Look at you." "You look like one of us." "Look what I made you." "Ready?" "Any New Year's resolutions?" "Oh, God." "Five, four, three, two, one!" "Happy New Year!" "Your son." "He started moving." "I think he's gonna pull through." "#And never brought to mind #" "HI removed by rogard"