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(PRISONERS CLAMORING)

(POURING)

(PRISONERS CLAMORING)

(♪♪♪)

- we're gonna try... - WARDEN: Be quiet. Be quiet.

Clear.

Slim.

It's about time.

(GRUNTS)

(INHALES)

(POURING)

(DRAWER SLIDES)

(MAGAZINE RATTLES)

(COCKS GUN)

(PRISONERS CLAMORING)

(♪♪♪)

(POURING)

(CAMERA WHIRS)

(CAMERA WHIRRING)

(INDISTINCT SPEECH)

- (SWITCH CLICKS) - (BEEPS)

(DOOR OPENS)

(♪♪♪)

(ENGINE HUMS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

(DOOR CLOSES)

(ELEVATOR BELL DINGS)

(DOOR OPENS)

(FOOTFALLS THUDDING)

SLIM: Wow, wow, wow!

You play, we'll be back in one hour.

Then we can talk about how to deal with your old partner.

- Make it 3. - Mm-hmm.

And I want you guys throwing away good money.

- (CHUCKLES) - (GRUNTS)

Ladies.

(DOOR CLOSES)

(SNARLS)

(CUTLERY CLINKS)

(SLURPS)

(BEEPS)

(♪♪♪)

(GUNSHOT FIRES WITH SILENCER)

(BODY THUDDING)

(THUDS)

(SPEAKS ITALIAN)

(COCKS GUNS)

WHISPERING: Come on.

Go, go!

(♪♪♪)

(♪♪♪)

(DOOR SLAMS)

(GUNSHOTS FIRING)

Wait!

(GUNSHOTS FIRING)

- (GRUNTS) - (THUDS)

- (GUNSHOTS FIRING) - (GLASS SHATTERS)

(GRUNTS)

(GROANS)

- (YELLS) - (GUNSHOTS FIRING)

- (THUDS) - (TRIGGER CLICKING)

(GUNSHOTS FIRING)

(THUDS)

(SNIFFLES)

(GRUNTS)

(♪♪♪)

Leave!

Who the fuck are you?

Who sent you?

Look, look, look, look!

Whatever it is.

Whatever you want, just name it.

And it's yours.

And whatever they're paying you,

I'll double it.

No, no, no, no, no! I'll go triple.

- Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait! - (GUNSHOT FIRES)

(SPLAT)

(THUDS)

MORGAN: The man is an artist.

He Basquiat with the 45.

Bang, just ain't put that brother in the ground.

He seizes, he captures and contests mortality.

Talent like this.

Talent like this.

You don't learn it.

It's gifted to you.

It's a gift.

Fucking beautiful.

Christ!

Shit, you see that?

You believe that?

Check it out, boss.

That's a fucking finale.

(SPEAKS ITALIAN)

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait!

- (GUNSHOT FIRES) - (SPLAT)

MORGAN: Yikes.

(CHUCKLES)

Yikes.

MORGAN: Très beautiful, Bang.

Très beautiful.

(SPEAKS ITALIAN)

Um.

MORGAN: (SPEAKS ITALIAN)

(SPEAKS ITALIAN)

See?

(SPEAKS ITALIAN)

Tsk!

(CLEARING THROAT)

Good work, Bang.

(ENVELOPE RUSTLES)

MORGAN: Bang!

Dinner tomorrow night.

What do you say?

20 acres, baby backs.

My treat.

I'm free.

MORGAN: Great.

(♪♪♪)

(♪♪♪)

Excuse me, do you work here?

(MOTORBIKES WHOOSHING)

(♪♪♪)

(♪♪♪)

(♪♪♪)

(♪♪♪)

(WHISTLES)

Hey, baby!

I missed you.

Let's get out of here.

I'll be over later.

Oh, can't wait.

Yes, it can't. Or can it?

(CHUCKLES)

SIMON: Where is April?

Is she live right now?

Okay.

SIMON: April! What the fuck?

Oh, hey, Bang!

How's it going, man? You... you're good?

Sorry, Simon!

Come on man, she's live!

(POURING)

(♪♪♪)

Two here!

SELLER: Ah, my two favorite customers.

How're you doing tonight, April?

Real good.

- There is a line! - Regular?

CUSTOMER: Sorry. APRIL: You know it?

(INDISTINCT MUMBLE)

(♪♪♪)

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

(♪♪♪)

- (POURING) - (THUNDER RUMBLING)

(SHOWER RUNNING)

(ROTOR WHIRRING ON TV)

(♪♪♪)

- (LOADING MAGAZINE) - (DOOR KNOCKING)

(CHAIR CREAKS)

(♪♪♪)

(DOOR OPENS)

Get me out of the rain.

We've got some celebrating to do, Bang.

Champagne, please.

DJ is getting married.

Is that so?

Ya, tell him.

Next month, Jasmin's father's got a little place

down by the beach.

And just some family and...

- (BOTTLE SMASHES) - (GLASSES SHATTER)

(THUDS)

Jesus! Dad!

Shut the door.

Shut the fucking door.

(GROANS)

- No! - (GUNSHOT FIRES)

JOHNNY: Fuck!

MORGAN: What am I gonna do, huh?

You tell me, what am I... (THUDS)

What am I gonna do?

He's been talking for a month that he's gonna get married,

go to a beach and retire.

Who retires?

You don't retire.

It was Emperor Nero said to the famous philosopher,

Seneca, his teacher.

When Seneca wanted to retire,

"Hey, Seneca, you want to retire?

I've got a good idea."

"Go kill yourself!"

Retire.

What happens if he's cooking burgers with some friends,

all of a sudden, mouth's soft, gets drunk.

Somebody says, "what did you do in your past life?"

MORGAN: Huh?

What's done is done.

Be a prince and clean this up will ya?

- (POURS CHEMICAL) - (RAINING)

(♪♪♪)

(♪♪♪)

Thank you.

(GRUNTS)

Good evening, sir. Anything you'd like?

What time do you get off?

Midnight.

12:30.

My place.

Take one of those fat Dominicans for yourself.

I don't smoke.

BANG: Oh, I know.

(LIGHTER FLICKS)

WOMAN 1: You're a nasty boy.

Yeah, so what?

Let me help you with that.

(GUNSHOT FIRES)

(CLAMORING)

(♪♪♪)

- (SIREN WAILING IN DISTANCE) - (ROTOR WHIRRING IN DISTANCE)

Go, go, go!

(INDISTINCT) He's lost a lot of blood.

Pressure's forty and holding.

Intubate him, get an X-rays to see what the fragments are.

Get OR to get a room prepped.

(MACHINE BEEPING)

SURGEON: Taylor.

Taylor, more gauze.

More gauze. Control the flow. Control the flow.

Hey, who's in charge here?

Um, of what department?

The whole fucking hospital,

who makes all the decisions?

Excuse me, you can't just barge.

Dr. Kristine.

You know who I am?

Yes.

I've got a friend of mine in this hospital,

very good friend in your operating room.

I'm sure we're doing everything possible.

He's been shot.

A lot.

Uh, I'm sorry.

You will be if he doesn't live.

You understand what I'm saying.

Good.

More gauze. Perfect.

Stand-by.

Gauze.

Alright. Where we're at?

(MACHINE BEEPING)

KRISTINE: How're you feeling?

It hurts.

Well, that's normal.

One second.

My name is Dr. Kristine.

I'll be taking care of you during your post-op.

Good.

How come I'm not dead?

Managed to find a working heart from the L Graft.

Organ donor.

And implanted it.

Um.

Just had one lying around, huh?

It was an accident same time you came in.

A young couple were coming here to deliver a baby.

(LOUD HORN HONKING)

(CRASH)

Mother and baby made it.

Husband was killed and now you have his heart.

What was his name?

KRISTINE: I'm sorry, that's...

strictly confidential.

(BEEPING)

(♪♪♪)

(♪♪♪)

(CRIES)

(♪♪♪)

MAN 1: Cute kid.

Is that your son?

(BABY CRIES)

WOMAN 1 (OVER PHONE): Yes, Mrs. Delaney is in room 324.

You can send flowers to her address, care of that room.

Thanks.

(TAKES A DEEP BREATH)

(DOOR CLOSES)

(GASPS)

Daniel?

Daniel.

(PANTS)

(CLICKS SWITCH)

(DOOR CLOSES)

(♪♪♪)

GWEN: Daniel!

(SIREN WAILING)

(GWEN WHIMPERING)

(♪♪♪)

Well, five weeks on your back, there's a joke there

but I'm too classy to say it.

- How's the engine running? - Fine.

Well, I'm not too classy to say

that April would be a good judge of that.

But before you go play spin the bottle,

I got a quick stop to make. Quick stop.

Quick.

- (GRUNTS) - Okay?

- (GRUNTS) - Let's go.

- Alright, Pop? - Yeah.

(DOOR CLOSES)

(POURING)

Gonna take one...

One minute.

- Surprise! - Surprise!

(YELLING, CHEERING)

- Yay! - Welcome back!

Woah, woah, woah!

Take it... Take it slow!

Take it slow!

He's still in a testing state.

We got a surprise for you, Bang.

Reveal!

1, 2, 3! Open it up!

Ta-dah!

- Woo! - Ta-dah!

(CHUCKLES)

SLIMS: You treated me with respect.

As long as I'm alive.

You and your family will be taken care of.

(GUNSHOT FIRING)

MORGAN: You recognize that, schifoso?

That's the succhia cazzi tried to do you, Bang.

I told you I'll get him. And I did.

What do you think?

I only got two words.

Batter up!

(CHEERING)

Maybe later.

Maybe later, yeah.

Ok, Chad. You're up.

- (CHEERING) - You're okay? What's up?

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Funny.

- (YELLING, CHEERING) - (SMASHING)

Funny. It's funny, okay?

Let's talk.

What's going on? You pissed off? What's up?

I just had seven bullets fished out of my chest.

I don't feel like playing head hockey right now.

Fair enough.

I'll let Momo take you home.

B...

I need you back on the horse.

- I got it. - Good.

(SPEAKING ITALIAN)

- Momo! - Yes, sir.

(CROWD LAUGHING)

- (SMASHING) - (YELLING & CHEERING)

Yeah? You like that?

(SMASHES)

(SETS HANDBRAKE)

You look tired.

(GRUNTS)

I can get you something and drop it off.

- I'm good to go, man. - (DOOR OPENS)

Thanks.

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

(♪♪♪)

(POURS)

(♪♪♪)

(SHOWER RUNNING)

(♪♪♪)

(♪♪♪)

(♪♪♪)

(KEYPAD DIALING TONE)

(PHONE RINGING TONE)

GWEN: I don't understand the e-mail you sent.

It says my balance is paid in full.

DOCTOR 2: That's right.

Your bill's been paid.

But how?

Being a heart donor is a big deal.

Listen.

You have a healthy baby boy.

You don't owe the hospital anything.

This is all a win.

Go! And enjoy your life.

(SPEAKS ITALIAN)

(♪♪♪)

(PHONE RINGING)

(♪♪♪)

(PHONE STOPS RINGING)

(SMS NOTIFICATION TONE)

(♪♪♪)

Well, if it ain't the invisible man,

Where the fuck have you been?

You're done.

(EXHALES)

Hah!

Wow, do you look terrible.

Maybe you could just use a touch of this shit

around the eyes, huh?

I'm fine.

You know, you don't call.

You don't come around.

You don't spread no love. What's up?

Wanna drink? Smoke?

No, I gave it up.

Gave it up?

Son, I've been around long enough to realize

there's some shit about which I'm just clueless.

But this one item I do know about,

and it is this...

you go to the mountain top to pray all you want,

but right here in the physical world,

in the marketplace, there's only one thing

that brings a man out of his darkest hour.

And it ain't alcohol, drugs, cigarettes, or sex.

It's work.

Work puts a man in action,

and the mind is the rest in action.

Work is liberating. Rewarding.

I'll tell you something else.

Some people, very few, are born with a gift,

and it ain't acquired.

People start playing piano at 3 years old,

play it till the dirt nap

and they're not gonna be a Mozart.

You've got that gift, Bang.

If the gift they don't used, the gift they're gifted with,

they're gonna sleep, slow down, and blown out off.

They're useless to themselves and everybody else.

(SPEAKS ITALIAN)

Yes.

Good.

Go to work.

(♪♪♪)

(EXHALES)

(SMS NOTIFICATION TONE)

(CELLPHONE UNLOCKS)

(CELLPHONE LOCKS)

(POURING)

(BAG ZIPS)

(♪♪♪)

(♪♪♪)

(DOOR CLOSES)

(GASPS)

Oh, God!

Bang, Bang, come on.

You don't have to do this, bro.

Come on, man.

MORGAN: Shit, baby.

(KEYBOARD CLICKS)

(MORGAN LAUGHS)

This is divine, man.

I don't know why I was worried about you.

Watch!

I've got a date.

(CLAPS)

- A date? - BANG: Yeah.

Fair enough, goodie!

(ENVELOPE RUSTLES)

MORGAN: I'll see you Thursday.

I'll see you.

MORGAN: Thursday.

(SPEAKS ITALIAN)

(SCRUNCHES)

(♪♪♪)

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING IN DISTANCE)

You guys need some help?

Oh, yeah.

We're looking for a piano for apartment.

Louis, can you help this happy couple here

find what they're looking for?

Congrats on your new apartment.

- Great, thank you. - Thank you.

Thank you.

(♪♪♪)

(DOOR CREAKS)

(LEAVES RUSTLING)

(GRAVEL CRUNCHES)

(DOOR OPENS)

You brought the cash?

- (DOOR CLOSES) - It's all here.

(UNZIPS BAG)

Yeah.

- We're all set? - (ZIPS BAG)

All there.

This fucking place's all yours.

Good luck.

(♪♪♪)

(♪♪♪)

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

(POURING)

(♪♪♪)

(DOOR SLIDES)

(♪♪♪)

(♪♪♪)

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

My key doesn't work.

I've changed the lock.

Why?

Cause I wanted to.

What the hell's wrong with you?

I'm good and I'm tired.

Hey!

I took a day off to spend with you.

I could've been making bank.

What's this?

Go.

Bang!

(DOOR SHUTS)

I don't know what they did to you in that hospital,

but your gears ain't working right.

(♪♪♪)

(♪♪♪)

(♪♪♪)

(♪♪♪)

(ENGINE REVS)

(♪♪♪)

(♪♪♪)

(♪♪♪)

Hey!

Do I know you?

From the hospital.

(BABY COOING)

Thank you.

It's the least I can do.

You didn't have to.

I wanted to thank you.

- I'm just glad that some good... - (BABY COOS)

(TOY RATTLES)

Well, it's nice meeting you.

Hey!

I don't even know your name.

It's William.

William, um...

Well, we're heading to the park, do you wanna come?

Yeah, I'd like that.

He sleeps about 4 hours a day, so.

It's not so bad.

What about you?

It's just me and Sam right now.

I can't really afford any help, so.

Tell me about you.

What do you do?

I sell antiques.

What?

You don't look like you sell antiques.

(CHUCKLES)

Yeah.

It's a step above ladies' shoes.

Trying to get out.

Of selling hand me downs?

Yeah.

Well, what do you wanna do?

I don't know, uh...

Got a second chance.

Seems wise I should use it.

Hey, why did you need the transplant?

I had a bad heart.

Something I was born with.

(CRYING)

It's that time again. He needs to go down for a sleep.

You guys come here a lot?

Every day.

Well...

Maybe I'll see you around?

Okay.

Hey!

Sam has my husband's eyes,

but you've got the best part of Daniel.

So, whatever you do just...

take care of it, okay?

I will.

(POURING)

Hey!

- (CUTLERY CLINKS) - Sit, please!

Please.

Coffee, wine, what?

Nothing?

(GROANS)

(MORGAN SIPS)

You look great. Looks great, right?

Sleeping well?

Like a baby.

MORGAN: And April?

(CLICKING SOUND)

What about her?

I don't know, you getting your pipes cleaned?

Yeah, it's all good.

MORGAN: Good.

Three words you don't wanna hear from a wife.

And another thing...

(SIGHS)

The accountant?

MORGAN: Yeah.

Get it done.

(♪♪♪)

MORGAN: You've got the gift, Bang.

If the gift they don't use, the gift they're gifted with,

they're go to sleep, slow down, and blown it off.

They're useless to themselves

and anybody else.

(SPEAKS ITALIAN)

Yes.

(DOOR CLOSES)

(ENGINE WHIRS)

(♪♪♪)

(ENGINE WHIRS)

(♪♪♪)

(CAMERA WHIRS)

(CAMERA WHIRS)

B.

Johnny.

Where's your sugar daddy?

JOHNNY: He's out.

Something different about you.

I noticed it.

BANG (OS) Yeah.

But you notice those kinds of things

about other men, huh?

Don't worry about it, Johnny.

I won't tell daddy.

(LAUGHS)

Hey, fuck you, Bang.

(SMS NOTIFICATION TONE)

(CAMERA WHIRS)

(CAMERA WHIRS)

(HEART BEATING)

(SIREN WAILING IN DISTANCE)

(ENGINE REVS)

(♪♪♪)

(DOOR OPENS)

Chariya!

(DOOR CLOSES)

Chariya!

(SHOWER RUNNING)

(DOOR OPENS)

(WHIMPERS)

Johnny?

Oh, sorry! I just wanna wash my hands.

I thought you're going to the club this afternoon.

Yeah, I just wanna get changed.

Don't let me interrupt you.

Yeah, I got to the gym late today.

Yeah, because you usually shower there, right?

Sometimes.

Yeah.

(CHUCKLES)

Alright.

I'll see you later.

(CURTAIN RATTLES)

(CURTAIN RATTLES)

(GUNSHOT FIRING)

(THUDS)

(POURING)

Bang!

Come here, come here, come here! Have a seat.

Okay.

The work is top-notch.

Contract's getting fulfilled.

No heat, no blowback.

Complimenting.

Thank you.

MORGAN: Good.

I got something I don't think you're gonna like.

Yeah?

Momo...

Has stepped way out of line.

I told my father, this is my problem.

- I'll take care of it. - You do nothing like that.

I said I can take care of it, Pop.

- (SPEAKS ITALIAN) - JOHNNY: I can handle this.

- I... - (SPEAKS ITALIAN)

You'll take care of it.

Good?

I want it done.

Yeah.

MORGAN: Good.

Come on, I walk you to your car.

I've got a skin scrub in about an hour.

(♪♪♪)

You like that one?

- It's good. - Yeah?

Why don't you get me a drink?

Sure.

(♪♪♪)

(CAMERA WHIRS)

(WATER SPLASHES)

It skipped.

It skipped.

(LAUGHS)

You can do better.

(WATER SPLASHES)

What?

How did you get so good at skipping rocks?

I was a boy scout.

(CHUCKLES)

- Really? - Yeah.

(GRUNTS)

Hey, I don't really know about you.

I mean, what do you think about art and music?

BANG: I don't know, I just...

I like what I like and... that's about it.

And what do you like?

(SIGHS)

There is a Dutch painter.

At the end of his life, he painted, uh, the wheatfields.

And these demons hiding in the trees

look like torches on fire.

Van Gogh?

Yeah, sometimes I feel like I'm living in that place.

Hey, um...

Me and Sam are having pasta tonight.

Maybe you wanna join us.

Sure.

Okay. Good.

I'm drenched.

(LAUGHS)

You want showing off.

(SAM COOS)

Hey.

Here, Sam.

(BIRDS CHIRPING IN DISTANCE)

Do you not like the balloon?

- No? No? Okay. - (SAM COOS)

- GWEN: Kay-kay! It's okay. - Maybe he wants a rock.

(CAMERA WHIRS)

(SAM COOS)

(CAMERA WHIRS)

(BIRDS CHIRPING IN DISTANCE)

(CAMERA WHIRS)

- (CUTLERY CLINKS) - (MUNCHES)

Good.

(CHUCKLES)

Thank you.

(GULPS)

(EXHALES)

(SAM COOS)

Does it still hurt?

(EXHALES)

(♪♪♪)

No.

(♪♪♪)

(DOOR WHIRS)

Hey, Santa!

- Ho, ho, ho! - Oh yeah, I did.

(LAUGHS)

BANG: If I forgot something,

I'll have someone drop it by.

What are you doing?

Come on, Bang!

We've trouble before, let's work it out.

It was different then.

Jesus Christ!

What the hell's got into you?

I know about you.

Yeah!

I know what you've been doing.

What have I been doing?

You're screwing that bitch with the baby.

Take care, April.

You know what I think?

Good riddance.

(♪♪♪)

I've seen them before at the hospital.

- Hospital? - Yeah.

The night Bang got hit.

Her and her husband were in some kind of accident.

That's how we got his new heart.

So, she thinks there's a little piece

of her husband inside of him.

(SIGHS)

JOHNNY: He's up to something. I don't know what it is.

APRIL: Remember how I told you he threw all that stuff

in the garbage bag?

JOHNNY: Yeah.

(PAPER RUSTLES)

I found this in there.

Must be in that drawer or something.

- A Venezia. - APRIL: Yeah.

Must be where he goes and disappears

for days at a time.

(ICE RATTLES)

(VEHICLE WHOOSHING)

(POURING)

(DOOR CLOSES)

(LOCK RATTLES)

(♪♪♪)

(♪♪♪)

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)

(OVERLAPPING SPEECH)

(♪♪♪)

(CROWD CHATTER)

(♪♪♪)

(CAMERA CLICKING)

What have you got?

(CAMERA WHIRS)

(LOUD BANG IN DISTANCE)

(POURING)

(♪♪♪)

(VEHICLE WHOOSHES)

(PHONE RINGS)

Yeah?

MOMO (OVER PHONE): Hey, it's Momo.

We've got a problem.

MORGAN: (SPEAKS ITALIAN)

Bang.

(SPEAKS ITALIAN)

How many jobs has he done since he's been back?

(SPEAKS ITALIAN) Ten hits maybe, I don't know.

How about no hits?

Zero! Not a fucking one!

All the kills, he stashed them in an abandoned development

2 hours out of town.

(LAUGHS)

(SPEAKS ITALIAN)

He faked every fucking kill, Pop!

(SPEAKS ITALIAN)

He faked them.

Every single one, look!

You like pictures?

Look at them pictures, huh?

Them fucking pictures, huh?

Them pictures!

(SPEAKS ITALIAN)

I took these tonight!

That motherfucker's been taking us for fool, Pop!

I knew I shouldn't have trusted that son of a bitch!

I should have fucking put him in the ground ages ago.

You let him in the fucking family

and this is what he does.

That piece of shit!

(CAMERA WHIRS)

Alright.

Go clean yourself up.

(PANTS)

(♪♪♪)

(THUDS)

(CAMERA WHIRS)

(GROANS)

(CAMERA WHIRS)

(LICKS)

What is this?

Chicken blood.

(♪♪♪)

(CAMERA WHIRS)

Okay, wake up.

(GROANS)

(GASPS)

Was that good?

(DOOR CREAKS)

(♪♪♪)

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

How does this end?

It's not the weight that breaks a man's back.

It's how he carries it.

(CAMERA WHIRS)

(LOCK RATTLES)

JOHNNY: You know what we gotta do, Pop?

We gotta do this guy. Now.

(KNOCKING)

He's part of it all.

All his hits.

People he's supposed to kill.

They're gonna be on their way, the cops,

Interpol and the crews.

Done.

We're not done.

I'll take care of it.

Johnny.

I'm sorry.

(♪♪♪)

(EXHALES)

(POURING)

(DOOR KNOCKING)

Hey, can I come in?

So, when you say we're in danger, what do you mean?

- Maybe I should call the cops. - BANG: No!

You can't.

You don't sell antiques, do you?

Listen, do you have somewhere you can go?

- It's Christmas Eve. - Yeah, I know.

I'm sorry.

For how long?

I don't know.

Here.

It's 50 grand.

You figure out where you're going.

I arrange for you to get some more, okay?

You should get packed.

It was for you.

I remember you telling me about it in the park.

Wait!

Those men that are after you, what are you gonna do to them?

(LOADING CHAMBER)

(COCKS GUN)

(♪♪♪)

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(GAS HISSING)

(DOOR OPENS)

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(GAS HISSING)

(GROANS, COUGHS)

(DOOR OPENS)

- (GUNSHOT FIRING WITH SILENCER) - (THUDS)

(GUNSHOT FIRING WITH SILENCER)

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Excuse me, can I help you?

Excuse me!

(ROTOR WHIRRING)

Get out!

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(CLICKS SWITCHES)

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They're coming.

Go out, go out!

- Everybody out! - Don't stay here!

- Everybody out! - Come on, we gotta go!

Let's go, let's go! Quick, everybody!

- Move, move! - Let's go, let's go!

Come on, come on! Let's go, let's go! We don't have time!

- Let's go, let's go! - Run, run, run!

Come on, out, out, out!

Come on, out!

Move, move, move!

(OVERLAPPING SPEECH)

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We're here.

(SPEAKS ITALIAN)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(CRASHES)

Okay, we're going to the bridge!

Going hard!

Fucking take them all out!

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(ROCKET WHOOSHES)

(EXPLODES)

(GUNSHOT FIRING)

(EXPLOSION)

(GUNSHOT FIRING)

(TIRES SKIDDING)

(GUNSHOT FIRING)

(EXPLOSION)

(GUNSHOT FIRING)

(EXPLOSION)

(GUNSHOT FIRING)

Johnny, what was that?

What the hell was that?

They knew we would be coming.

I'll call you later.

(CALL END TONE)

Bring it.

Ya! Put it there!

(PANTS)

Well, what... what are we... Look at here?

What is it?

- CHAD: It's the live-feed, boss. - MORGAN: Okay.

(GUNSHOTS FIRING)

Fuck.

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Alright, split into 2 groups!

I'm gonna double the salary of whoever hills him.

(GUNSHOT FIRES)

(CAN RATTLES)

(GAS HISSES)

(GUNSHOT FIRES)

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(EXHALES)

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(GUNSHOT FIRES)

(RELOADS)

Fuck.

(GUNSHOTS FIRING)

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(GRUNTS, GROANS)

(KNIFE SLASHING)

(THUDS)

(GUNSHOTS FIRING)

(EXPLOSION)

(SCREAMING)

(GUNSHOTS FIRING)

(GROANS)

(GUNSHOTS FIRING)

(GUN CLICKS)

(GUNSHOTS FIRING)

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(CELLPHONE BUZZES)

MORGAN (OVER PHONE): Johnny.

He's still alive, Pop!

I want him dead.

(SPEAKS ITALIAN)

Dead!

MORGAN (OVER PHONE): Or don't come back here.

I got this, Pop!

MORGAN (OVER PHONE): You understand me?

I want him dead!

Or you do not come home!

(GUNSHOTS FIRING)

(GROANS)

(GUNSHOTS FIRING)

(RELOADS MAGAZINE)

(GUNSHOTS FIRING)

(♪♪♪)

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(GUNSHOTS FIRING)

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(♪♪♪)

(♪♪♪)

(GUNSHOTS FIRING)

(RELOADS MAGAZINE)

(GUNSHOTS FIRING)

(♪♪♪)

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(PANTS)

(GUNSHOTS FIRING)

(SCREAMING)

(GUNSHOTS FIRING)

(THUDS)

(GUNSHOTS FIRING)

(THUDS)

(PANTING)

(WHIMPERS)

Don't kill me, Bang.

Please.

Say goodbye to your father.

What?

(SOBS)

No, fuck! No, no, no, no!

Turn it off! Don't let him see me like this.

Please, Bang!

Please!

- (JOHNNY GASPS) - Johnny...

JOHNNY (ON TABLET): Ah, fuck! God, I'm so sorry, Dad!

I'm so sorry!

(GUNSHOT FIRES)

(THUDS)

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(CELLPHONE BUZZES)

Yeah?

MORGAN (OVER PHONE): Help me out here, Bang cause'

I treated you like a second son.

I'm sorry about Johnny.

MORGAN (OVER PHONE): You're sorry you killed Johnny?

Well...

What the fuck?

Doesn't matter anyway.

Because I've got something you want.

I've got something you want.

I got the girl.

- And the kid. - (SAM COOS)

MORGAN (OVER PHONE): That's right.

I got the girl.

And the kid.

Hey, you don't want her.

MORGAN (OVER PHONE): You want me.

So, listen to me, you son of a bitch.

So, this is how this is gonna go down.

We've gotta go. Come on.

- (LOCKS CELLPHONE) - He's on his way.

Sorry about this, April.

I was gonna give you the honors but...

Now that that bastard kills my only boy.

(SPITS, SNIFFLES)

Whatever!

As long as I get the fuck up this bitch, it's all good.

MAN: What about her, Boss?

Take her out to the carport, toss her in the trunk

when April's done with her, bury her in a landfill.

You said you'd let us go.

I lied.

(WHIMPERS)

- (TRUNK CLOSES) - (GRUNTS)

(♪♪♪)

- (GUNSHOT FIRING) - (GROANS)

Hey!

(GUNSHOT FIRING)

(PANTS)

(GUNSHOT FIRING)

(GROANS)

Goddammit!

What the hell is going on out there?

He's inside the fucking grounds, boss.

And he brought help.

And what the fuck are you doing here? Go get him!

(SIGHS)

(BIRDS CHIRPING IN DISTANCE)

(GUNSHOT FIRES)

(GUNSHOTS FIRING)

(GROANS)

(GAS HISSES)

(GUNSHOTS FIRING)

(♪♪♪)

(TAPS)

- (SLASHES) - (GRUNTS)

(♪♪♪)

(GUNSHOTS FIRING)

(GRUNTS)

(♪♪♪)

(YELLS)

(♪♪♪)

(HEAD-BUTTS)

(GRUNTS)

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(BODY THUDS)

(DOOR OPENS)

(PANTS)

(SAM COOING IN DISTANCE)

(♪♪♪)

(SAM COOING IN DISTANCE)

(♪♪♪)

- (APRIL GRUNTS) - (GROANS)

(GRUNTS)

- (KNIFE RATTLES) - (WHIMPERS)

Please.

No, no, no! Please, please, please, please.

Please, please.

Baby!

(WHIMPERS)

Bang.

Ah, that was sweet.

You fucking nutless gonad.

Man can't use the gift he's gifted with,

then he's no use to himself or anybody else.

I'm gonna cut that fucking useless heart right out of you.

(GUNSHOTS FIRING)

(GRUNTS)

(BOOKS THUDDING)

(MORGAN GROANING)

- MORGAN: Ah... - (AXE RATTLES)

(GROANS)

(TAKING DEEP BREATHS)

I wouldn't...

I wouldn't...

(MORGAN TAKING DEEP BREATHS)

You kill... kill me.

(MORGAN TAKING DEEP BREATHS)

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(♪♪♪)

(GUNSHOTS FIRING)

(PANTS)

You're okay! You're okay! You're okay!

- You're alright. - It's alright.

Where's my son?

- Bang's got him. - Where's my son?

Bang's got him. It's alright.

(PANTS)

- Sam! - Wait! Wait!

(WHIMPERS)

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