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(ominous music plays)

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After nearly five years of appeals,

Dino Moretti, reputed lieutenant of the Franco crime family,

was released from prison today and acquitted of all charges

in connection with the murders of police officer Frank Castle

and his family.

Moretti has long maintained his innocence

and claims he has no idea who is responsible

for the 125 mysterious gangland murders

often attributed to a shadowy figure known as "The Punisher"

which have occurred in this city over the last half decade.

Laurie Silvers has this on-the-scene report.

LAURIE: Mr. Moretti, how does it feel to be finally acquitted?

It feels great, just great.

The government says it's going to appeal. How do you feel about that?

Let them appeal a hundred times. I'll still win.

This is America. If a man is innocent, justice prevails.

Are you worried about The Punisher?

Now let me tell you something about this Punisher, whoever he is.

If he ever shows up within one thousand yards of me...

he'll find out what the word "punished" really means.

Now, if you'll excuse me.

And there you have it. The Dapper Don,

allegedly head of the powerful Franco crime family,

once again shrugging off any fear of The Punisher,

despite the fact that over 125 organized crime figures

have been murdered by the self-styled vigilante in the last five years.

This is Laurie Silvers for Channel 8 News.

What do you think? Maybe I got a future in politics.

Okay, enough with the jokes. Let's break out the champagne.

I'll get it, boss. No, first things first.

You guys check the house. I'll get the champagne.

Mikey, let's have some music around here.

♪ Winning isn't everything ♪

♪ It's the only thing... ♪

What the fuck?

(groans)

(screams)

(grunts)

Jesus! Joey!

Ahh!

Come on, you guys. Party time.

Joey!

You! (gunshot)

Switch on those cameras! Keep 'em rolling!

Come on, guys. Move it!

(cameras clicking)

REPORTER: Look, look! There's somebody there!

PHOTOGRAPHER: I got the tight shot.

I'm gonna to cover this. Who is that?

Holy shit, The Punisher! It's him!

Move in for a close-up! Get a close-up!

FEMALE REPORTER: Are you getting it?

Are you getting this? PHOTOGRAPHER: I got shit all over the lens!

Keep 'em going!

(coughing)

THE PUNISHER: Come on, God, answer me.

For years I'm asking you why.

Why? Why are the innocent dead and the guilty alive?

Where is justice? Where is punishment?

Or have you already answered?

Have you already said to the world,

here is justice. Here is punishment.

Here, in me.

Mommy, aren't we gonna wait for Daddy?

Daddy's out working, honey.

We'll meet him at Grandma's in a little while, okay?

Julie!

Julie!

Lieutenant, is it true you're being pressured to step down

as head of the Punisher Task Force? No comment.

Lieutenant, do you have any leads? No comment.

Are you sticking to your theory that the late Frank Castle

and The Punisher are the same person? Absolutely.

Despite the fact that the official police statement said...

Castle died with his family? Don't you people have anything better to do with your time?

It's 2 o'clock in the goddamn morning for chrissake! Shit!

Hey! Give me a break!

REPORTER: ...of reputed crime boss Dino Moretti...

Now that was smart, very smart.

Well, the chief of detectives, it must be something important

to bring you out at 2 am in the morning.

It is. I have a message from the mayor.

I quote: "Frank Castle is dead."

No more talk about him being otherwise.

You toe the line, or you get the boot.

You'd go along with that, too, wouldn't you?

Jake, we cannot let the public think

there is some psychotic ex-cop running around,

whacking out wiseguys like he's got a hunting license.

Why not, huh? Why not?

Berkowitz, it's late. I'm tired.

You're warned.

What the hell ever happened to you?

(background conversations)

FIREMAN: Pull that hose back.

REPORTER: Okay, Graham, I'm gonna shoot an update.

Excuse me, Lieutenant Berkowitz. I'm Detective Sam Leary.

Sam? Samantha.

I worked with you once, five years ago.

The Moretti heroin bust.

It was my first assignment in plainclothes.

I was the hooker. Oh, right.

Well, what can I do for you, detective?

I'd like a shot at being your partner.

I don't work with a partner. I know, but you used to.

Right, used to. Past tense.

I'm not after a free ride. I can carry my share of the load.

I'm sure you can. No, you're not.

You're not even listening to me.

That's right. I'm not even listening to you.

Why? 'Cause I work with the best. Anything else

is a waste of my time. Besides, what do you think,

you're the first person to apply for this job?

No, but I'm the most qualified.

What makes you think that?

I graduated first in my class at the academy.

I scored in the top one percent of all officers in the target range.

I made detective first time up.

I'm the second youngest member of the force ever to do that.

Well, you must make your parents very proud.

But why should I make you my partner?

I believe that Frank Castle is The Punisher.

You know where my office is?

Yeah.

You be there at 9 o'clock sharp.

FEMALE REPORTER: Mr. Franco, how does it feel to be back home?

What, 30 minutes since I've landed? So far, so good.

MALE REPORTER: Have you come back to take over, sir?

MAN: Come on, fellas. This was a long flight. The man's tired.

Let's give him a break. Aren't you afraid of The Punisher?

The Punisher?

Know what they think in Europe?

You guys made it up to sell newspapers.

There is no Punisher.

Then what's been killing your associates for the last five years?

Too much stress, I guess. Thanks for coming.

Come on, come on, vanish. Just a second.

Can I help you, detective?

You already have, Franco. Really? How?

Kind of like a worm helps a fisherman.

I'm glad you finally came home, Gianni.

I was running out of bait.

I'll see you around.

Too much stress, huh?

Ha-ha-ha! That's funny!

How'd you like it over there, Tommy? It was okay.

Did you learn some good stuff in those fancy schools?

Hey, come on. Show him something you learned, son.

You got a quarter? Sure.

There you go. Watch him.

Hey, that's great.

I can do it with a $10 bill, too.

Now, that's a bit expensive for me.

Here, come on. Give this to Louis in the kitchen with my compliments.

Ask him to give you another piece of cheesecake.

Lose something?

(chuckling)

So tell me. How bad is it?

How bad?

Well, if you didn't come home, I would be head of the family.

There's not going to be any such thing

as families anymore, Jim.

That's old thinking. It's dead thinking.

There'll be no more wars. No more territories.

How are you gonna convince anyone of this?

With an act of good faith so generous

that even Freddy Delio will see the light.

A week from now I've arranged for 600 kilos of pure junk to come in.

600 keys? $500 million worth.

And everyone gets their share,

provided they work together to make it happen.

One group on security, one in receiving,

one in collecting and one in distribution.

It wouldn't be too hard, would it?

And what would we do about The Punisher?

One thing at a time, Jim.

First we consolidate.

And then we obliterate.

(background conversations)

Excuse me, kind sir. But I can't help but see in you

a man far luckier than me.

What?

Whatever you can spare will be sufficient, I think,

to buy this old thespian a very stiff drink.

What the hell's a thespian? An actor, sir.

Oh, sure.

Thank you.

Hey! What'd I tell you about buggin' the customers?

Richie, throw this trash outta here.

-All right, let's go. -You can't treat me like this! It's a lousy bad plan.

I demand respect! Get out!

I'm not trash. I'm a man!

Maybe I should have tried some Eugene O'Neill.

Ah!

(brakes squeaking)

(brakes squeaking)

Hi, there.

Nice weather we're having for this time of year.

You were supposed to meet me here four hours ago.

I know all about it. I've been hearing it all my life.

Shirks responsibility,

can't keep an appointment.

Where is the dope coming into?

The dope?

The dope... Oh, that. Pier 30.

But the location is not the big story. Who'll be there is.

Who'll be there?

Everyone.

They're all working together now. One big happy family.

Under the fatherly wing of your old friend Gianni Franco.

Mr. P! Happy hunting!

(speaking French)

I can't get this friggin' thing to work.

(beep) Very difficult.

Well, fuck you. Fuck you!

Fuck you! Wait!

There's $500 million out there, assholes! Cool out!

Here. Check the perimeter. Get with it!

Hello, red-one. Come in.

Red-one, will you get off your ass?

What?! Everything's okay?

Yeah!

(glass breaks)

Red-two, what have you got? Bad kidneys. I got to pee.

So pee. Everything's okay?

Yeah. It's dead here.

Ahhh!

MAN (over PA system): U.S. Coast Guard. Cut your engines.

What are you doing here?

We had to pull into dock. Our hull is leaking.

Down there. Have a look.

Ahhh!

Ugh!

Ahh!

Ahh!

Ooh! Ahh!

Ahh!

Ahh!

Fifteen minutes late. Jesus Christ.

Fucking faggot Frenchmen.

Here they come. Here they come!

You're fifteen minutes late, you stupid dickhead.

What's the big idea?

Ahh!

Ahh!

(tires squealing)

Ahhhh!

Ugh!

600 kilos of dope, seven dead wiseguys,

all from different families.

This is a drug deal gone bad.

Guess again.

Ahhhh!

GIANNI: Heriko Tanaka. She's single, in her early 40s.

She has one daughter,

a mute American girl she adopted at birth

who never leaves her sight.

She's a graduate from Harvard Business School.

And the first female ever to head the yakuza.

MAN: Yaku what? Yakuza-- Japanese mafia.

This is a long fucking way from Japan. (buzzer sounds)

What the hell are they doing here?

I don't know. We are about to find out.

Okay.

Lady Tanaka.

Mr. Franco, it is an honor.

Your reputation precedes you.

As does yours. Please sit down.

No, thank you. What I have to say will be brief.

We have been tracking your organization for quite some time.

Your leadership is decimated.

Your soldiers are inexperienced.

Our little demonstration on Pier 30 was ample proof of that.

You're weak, Mr. Franco,

vulnerable...

and we are not.

We could cripple all your operations,

legal, as well as illegal,

very easily.

But we don't want that.

With all due respect, Ms. Tanaka, let's cut through the bullshit

and get to the heart of the matter. What do you want?

A partnership. Define the term.

You will continue to manage and oversee all your business

on a day-to-day basis.

We will assume the duties

of executive administration,

investments and financial services.

Come on! I'm not through!

What do you purpose as a split?

75% for us,

25% for you. (sarcastic laughter)

No fucking way I'm gonna be a salary boy to some bunch of nips, got that?

I don't know about the rest of you guys,

but the Delio family gives up shit. We don't work for nobody.

Who the fuck do you think you are?

We are yakuza.

When your ancestors were still shepherds

screwing sheep on the Mediterranean coast,

ours were the crime lords of Asia.

I'm not offering terms, Mr. Franco.

I am making demands.

And what if we choose not to comply?

Steps are now being taken to ensure that you will.

You Americans have a great capacity for violence.

But it is wild, unfocused. You will learn.

Ahh!

Good day, Gentlemen.

What do we do?

Only one thing we can.

We go to war.

What do you think you're gonna do with that,

play Ms. Pac-Man or something?

Hopefully find Castle.

No shit. No shit.

Just how are you going to accomplish this little miracle?

Well, I've accessed into all available data banks with information on him

and programmed the computer to come up with an analysis

Of probable locations. Oh, wow.

Even The Punisher has to live somewhere.

(chuckling)

DETECTIVE: Ah, Mrs. Stewart, I don't have a file on that yet.

As soon as it comes in I'll get back to you.

Hey.

You see this board here? Yeah.

I've been living with this board for five years.

Every time he kills somebody, I put a red pin in it.

And I fine-tooth every building, every alley in this city.

And so far the only thing that I've got to show for it

is these little calling cards here...

and a whole bunch of these.

I've already been through this city.

I've been in it, around it, on top of it--

You name it.

How about under it?

I get the red. I hate yellow sticks.

The red's gross, Jenny. I think it's totally hot.

Ahhh!

Hi, I'm Peter Bear. I really care.

And to show you it's true,

I have some things to teach to you.

Like what, Peter? (gunshot)

(gasps)

KID: Come on. KID 2: Wait up!

Roger?

Roger!

Hello? Hello?

Come out.

Come out, wherever you are.

Oh! Oh.

Bubble, bubble, toil and trouble,

I'd better get out of here on the double.

Ahhh!

You know, with your flare for entrances,

you should consider a career in the theater.

I'll think about it.

What are you doing here?

What would I be doing tramping around the sewers of this great metropolis?

Sight-seeing? Very funny.

I bring you news, you give me grief.

You know, they all think you're dead.

They'll kill each other now.

Turn the lights off when you leave.

Very clever.

And what will you do while the carnage ensues?

Take a vacation.

Yes, I hear the sewers of Paris are lovely this time of year.

And what about the children? What children?

The children of the new bosses

are now counted among their losses.

They're being held for ransom by the Japanese.

So the bosses will have to pay up.

Pay they will, and all for naught.

The children will be sold by the slave trade. They'll be bought.

My God, man, don't you see?

This is the result of your 5-year killing spree.

You've weakened the fathers to such degrees

they couldn't protect their own families!

I punish the guilty.

And as a result the innocent now suffer?

You must do something!

You must do something.

Enough of this fucking brainstorming.

I say we snatch her daughter,

we take her to the meeting with this in her mouth and then we talk!

Freddie, before you go off snatching anybody,

let me tell you a little story about our Miss Tanaka.

The only person she was ever close to was her twin brother.

They grew up in an orphanage in Tokyo after the Second World War.

They were inseparable. They lived together their whole lives.

One day he stuck the yakuza for a lot of money

which he had no intention of paying back.

Nothing happened to him because of her.

Then other people started getting the same idea.

Before she could become head of the organization,

the other leaders demanded an act of absolute loyalty.

You know what she did?

She went home,

cooked her brother a beautiful meal,

waited until he had finished,

and then slit his throat.

Jesus.

So what are you saying, we don't deal with her?

I'm saying we can't deal with her.

No! What you're saying is there's nothing that can save our kids.

There is but it's lying on the bottom of the harbor.

Well, I'm going to the meeting.

Yeah. Yeah, I'm going, too.

I'm not.

(background conversations)

(elevator bell dings)

(yelling)

(ding)

(speaking Japanese)

(classical piano music plays)

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Good. The money for the children.

The slave business is very profitable.

Hey come on, don't cry. We're gonna be okay.

We're not going to be okay. It's 'cause of my father I'm here.

That's not true.

Then why are we here, mister know-it-all? I don't know.

I do. We're being held for ransom

'cause our fathers are rich gangsters.

Then why am I here? My father's not a gangster.

What, are you kidding? Your father's the biggest gangster, and a coward.

My dad said if he didn't run from responsibilities,

there wouldn't be this mess. Bullshit!

You're bullshit. BOY: Hit him!

GIRL: Alex, stop!

(speaking Japanese)

Why are you fighting?

Everything is going to be all right.

I want to go home.

And you will. When?

Soon.

Shh!

There, there. No more tears.

Here.

Come with me.

Leave her alone.

Ahh!

Ahh!

(music playing in background)

Come in. Thank you.

(background conversations)

♪ ♪

♪ Say, haven't we ♪

♪ Say, haven't we met before? ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Two hits ♪

♪ Do you right ♪

♪ Don't matter how old you are ♪

♪ You'll be screaming for your mother tonight ♪

♪ I'm a traveler ...♪

♪ ♪

♪ You never met nobody like me ♪

♪ Nobody can do the things I can do ♪

♪ Gotta find a way to satisfy ♪

♪ I can make your dreams come true... ♪

♪ My tentacle's on fire ♪

♪ Slide it on over here... ♪

(screaming)

(shouting and screaming)

(groaning)

Every day the children are gone it's gonna cost you money.

Yee-yahhh!

Take that message to your people.

Take the money and run! Go! Go!

Ahhh!

(background conversations)

Hold it. Who are these two happy campers?

Don't ask me. I can't get a word out of them.

Be still. I said, be still!

You would think he was hiding something under there.

May I? Be my guest.

What the hell is this?

Trouble.

Get him out of here.

(beeper beeping) I'll get it.

Lieutenant.

You're not gonna believe this. Try me.

The kids of all the new family heads have been snatched.

They've named The Punisher as the prime suspect.

They're wrong. It makes sense.

I know it does. But they're wrong.

Do you have a reason for saying that?

I've got two reasons for saying that.

My contacts tell me the kids are here.

You sure this is it?

I'd stake my reputation on it, if I had one.

Do you got a spare? What?

One of those?

Listen, if they're holding the kids here, it's with a fucking arsenal.

Move left instead of right, you're dead.

The critics said the same thing about my Hamlet.

Stay here.

Watch your back.

(gunfire)

Ahh! Ahh!

Ahh!

Hey-ugh!

Ya-taa!

Yee-ugh!

Ugh!

Ugh!

Yee-ahh!

Ugh!

Yee-ahh! Yee-ahh!

Ohh! Ohh!

That was a very expensive question

You asked at our place the other night.

It cost us nearly $2 million in cash.

How much pain do you think that buys?

Is the question true-false or multiple choice?

Neither.

Ahhhh!

Who sent you?

Batman.

(groaning)

Do you get the impression that I don't believe you?

Do you think I give a shit?

Ahhh!

(gasping)

You handle your pain very well.

Let's see how well you handle the pain of others.

(groaning)

(groaning continues)

Now will you tell me?

You're a very stubborn man.

I have an appointment.

I will leave you in the hands of Mr. Ito.

He'll keep you alive much longer than you care to be.

Goodbye.

Hey.

Have a nice day.

(groaning)

PUNISHER: Wait.

Come here.

(speaking Japanese) I've got something to say.

Sayonara.

(gunshot)

Ohhh!

I don't want to stretch this out,

so why don't you tell me where the kids are?

Deserted warehouse, Avenue "A".

Take care of the little ones.

Thank you for your cooperation.

(intense groaning)

You could spend your whole life down here and not find one damn clue.

Yeah, we could get lucky.

Oh, the eternal optimist, huh?

Look who's talking. Five years with no leads

and I've got you tramping around the sewers on a computer's hunch.

How come? How come what?

How come you never gave up?

Because I know what it's like to be given up on.

Who gave up on you?

Everybody.

Except him, right? That's right.

So what happened?

You know how you go out for a drink after work?

Well, in my case it was the drink before work, the drink during work,

and finally the drink instead of work.

When it became a problem, nobody wanted to deal with it,

especially me.

Before I knew it, I was busted down to collecting

empty shell casings on the firing range.

Out of sight, out of mind.

Then along comes Frank Castle

with a shiny new detective badge,

and he says he wants to learn from the guy who wrote the book

on busting bad guys-- me.

So he took me into his life, helped me get my act together,

and showed me how to be a cop again.

So I figured, what's a little sewer shit on the shoes for a friend?

(background conversations)

You know, when we get our kids back I'm gonna

rip her fucking heart out with my bare hands, I swear!

None for me. I'm on medication.

Hey, salute. Here's to the safe return of our children.

Salute. Salute.

Here we go.

So, Mr. Franco decided not to attend.

A wise decision.

What are you talking about?

You fucking bitch!

Yahhh!

What are you waiting for? If you're gonna kill us, do it!

I already have.

The champagne.

The glasses.

(high-pitched hum)

(choking)

Thirsty, Mr. Delio?

Since you have refused the drink...

Please, accept the chaser.

(groaning)

Black coffee, Ed.

Thanks.

Hey, that's my bus! Hey!

Hey, that's my stop!

Hey!

Hey, you missed my stop.

Sorry.

Thank you.

Don't mention it.

The kids are ready. The boat sails in an hour.

Oh, yeah. I want you to meet Jimmy.

(speaking Japanese over walkie talkie)

Wake up!

Psst!

Ugh!

Ah!

It's all right. Don't be afraid.

I'm here to take you home.

(speaking Japanese)

Come on, let's go.

Let's go.

Come on, run into the bus. Come on, move it, move it.

They took Tommy away. What?

Down the corridor. Cathy. Where's Cathy?

Get in the bus. Come on.

Stay in the bus, okay? Stay here.

(speaking Japanese)

Tommy.

Where's Cathy? I don't know.

Come on.

I came back for my dolly.

Run outside to the bus, Cathy!

Let him go!

Unhh!

Shoot him!

Get down!

Where's Tommy? They've got him, but I'll get him back.

(speaking Japanese)

MAN: All right, let's go. Go! Go!

(tires squealing)

(brakes screeching)

Hold on!

CATHY: Stay down! I'm scared!

Ahhh!

Ah!

Ah!

Shit!

BOY: Are you okay? GIRL: Yeah, I'm okay.

Hold on.

(guns cocking)

(brakes screeching)

MAN: Hold your fire!

Come on, kids. Over here. Quick.

WOMAN: Hurry!

BOY: Is my mom here? GIRL: It's okay.

(police radio in background)

Hello, Frank.

How you been?

Busy. Oh, I know.

I know you have.

I'm in charge of the body count.

What the hell happened, Frank?

Frank is dead,

all right?

Oh, I see.

So you decided everybody else had to be dead, too,

is that it? Nah.

If you're guilty, you're dead.

Courts decide who's guilty, not cops.

"We hereby swear to uphold the law," remember?

I've been looking for you for five years, man.

Why the hell didn't you come to me for help?

I didn't need your help.

You're sick. You know that, don't you?

No, I'm not.

Then what the fuck do you call 125 murders in five years, huh?

Work in progress.

Goddammit, look! This is no fucking joke here!

They are going to electrocute you,

and that's nothing I can do anything about.

But you gotta talk to me, man.

Let me in! Let me in!

They were my fucking family, too.

They were my family, too! Now let me in, goddammit!

Let me in!

I see, you want to die. Is that what it is, huh?

Well, fuck you. Go ahead and die.

The Frank I knew died five years ago.

Fuck you!

Open this door!

(laughter)

No! Please don't!

Ahhhh!

REPORTER: In a few moments, Frank Castle, the ex-police-officer

who has waged a one-man war against organized crime

for the past five years, will be escorted to court

to face an unprecedented 125 first-degree murder charges.

There's still no news as to the whereabouts

of Tommy Franco, the son of crime boss Gianni Franco.

Where is Berkowitz? Hurting.

What happened when he came to see you? What the fuck do you care?

Hey, I care! I'm his partner.

He carried the burden for a long time by himself.

He needed help and you weren't there.

I was the next best thing.

He resigned from the force after he saw you.

He lived for the day he found you so he could help you.

That's all he had, and now you've taken that away.

He's your best friend.

Why do you want to take him down with you?

You... you were his life before this ever happened,

and you've been his life ever since, and you fucking well know that.

How long do you think someone can live after you've cut out their heart?

A long time.

Like you?

Is that what you want for Jake, to live like you?

Call him. What?

I said, call him.

Unhh!

Nightie-night, asshole.

GIANNI: Let him be.

What happened to your family wasn't supposed to.

If I could undo it, I would, but I can't.

I swear this on the life of my son, Thomas Anthony.

I want him back.

I can't do it myself,

or I would.

I need you, Castle.

I'll give you anything you want. I'll do anything you wish.

Say something.

Fuck you.

Let me put it another way.

A life for a life.

I'm not gonna ask you twice, Castle.

Well?

Okay. Okay, I'll do it.

But understand...

when this is over, you're dead.

(beep)

The elevator stops at 40. They're on 41.

We need a key to get there, which a guard has in the lobby.

Five minutes, push the first button. All right?

What's that gonna do?

Blow out the lights.

Sir, just in case, it's been an honor to have known you.

Likewise.

Castle, here's some body armor for you.

Just in case.

Here, just in case.

Have it your way.

Fifteen minutes, you hit the second button.

FRANCO: What's that gonna blow out?

Everything else.

Hey.

I gotta take a leak.

Be my guest. That's fine...

except I don't know what the boss is gonna say about a yellow stain on the seat.

Hey, man. That's skin back there. Take it easy.

Uh... What?

Are you gonna handle the equipment for me?

In front.

Can I ask you a question. What?

Is an IQ test required for this job? No.

I didn't think so.

Hey, man, I got the pizza--

Ugh!

Psst!

Ahh!

Ahh!

(elevator bell dings)

♪ ♪

Can I ask you a question?

What's the reason behind you killing all those guys?

There's a limit to revenge.

Well, I guess I haven't reached mine yet.

(door buzzing)

(bell dings)

(shouting)

Which way?

Yee-ahh!

Not that way.

(gunfire)

You go that way.

Yahh!

Ahh!

Ah!

Ugh!

(yelling)

(sirens approach)

(brakes screeching)

(helicopter overhead)

(background conversations)

Are you all right?

Don't worry about this poor old slob.

Get on the case. Do the job.

Hey, hey. Come take care of this guy.

I operate under my own steam, thank you.

(background conversations)

(helicopter whirring above)

Hold this.

Ahh! Ahh!

Tommy! Dad!

Tommy!

How long is it gonna take to get an elevator?

It's hard to say. Elevators are very temperamental things.

So are cops that don't like being jerked around.

Now, how long? Ten minutes.

How long? Hey, how long?! Ah, five minutes?

Ah, Mr. Franco. How nice to see you again.

Let him go.

You've gotten everything you wanted.

Not quite yet.

(cracking)

Not another step, Mr. Franco.

Well, you can't win here.

You kill him, I kill you.

And who loses more? Certainly not me.

What do you want? On your knees.

On your knees!

Put the gun in your mouth.

You have my word he will live.

How do I know you'll keep it?

You don't.

But some chance is better than no chance.

All the way in.

Pull the trigger, Mr. Franco.

Now. Now!

This is part of your education. You watch.

Good-bye, Mr. Franco.

(maniacal laughter)

Ah!

Ugh!

All right, guys, let's go.

Tommy. Dad.

Tommy.

Let me have a look at you. Okay to walk?

Yeah. Okay, come on.

Wait outside, my son.

Come on. I'll see to him.

I can help you. Wait outside, Tommy.

I must compliment you, Castle.

You've done something I never dreamed possible.

You wiped out the competition.

Thanks to you, there's only me.

In five years' time my new organization

will be the most powerful crime syndicate on earth.

And that boy whose life you saved will inherit all of it.

And the only thing he will have to fear,

I'm about to eliminate.

You gave me back my son. Thank you very much.

I'm in your debt.

See you in hell, Castle.

Dad! Tommy!

Ahh!

Dad, stop! Stop!

Dad, get off him.

(gunshot)

Dad? Dad?

I'm gonna kill you.

Good.

Maybe if you get it over with now,

you won't grow up to be like him.

Come on...

Do it.

Do it.

Do it.

What the hell? Whoa!

All right, split up.

Frank? Frank?

You're a good boy, Tommy.

Grow up to be a good man.

Because if not...

I'll be waiting.

Are you all right?

Which way did he go?

Frank!

Frank!

FRANK: I still talk to God sometimes.

I ask him if what I'm doing is right or wrong.

I'm still waiting for an answer.

And until I get one, I'll be out here

waiting, watching.

The guilty will be punished.

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