A Fork in the Road Page #2

and take the car with or without

you. So make up your mind.

I hope he deserved.

-He did.

You gonna say some

words or something?

Hey. We are not

done here yet.

You start.

Oh, my God.

He is alive.

You think?

April, I gonna kill...

Stop, stop, stop.

Stop, stop.

He's alive.

-It's good. -What?

He tried to kill me. He's

gonna kill you. He's mad.

Forget it. Look, if you gonna

kill him its murder right now.

It's just a domestic abuse.

What? -He's your husband,

you can still work things out.

Not exactly.

Why?

He's not my husband.

Excuse me. -My husband is

Karl. That one is cheater.

My last name is Dumas.

Is not your husband

why you shoot him?

Do we really have to

go in need this now?

Now will be good, yeah.

He wanted money from me.

Why?

For something

that I didn't do.

Like?

What? -He at photograph of me

in some cheap motel room doing

things they are...I even

don't know what they are...

and he drug me and I think

that's how he got me there...

Look like I sleep with him,

but I didn't do.

OK?

Ok, so, he blackmail here.

-Well, what do you think I just said?

Did you give him,

I mean, money?

No, that's why I shoot him.

He came over to the house,

threating to show Carl photographs

and you don't know Carl.

If Carl ever saw any of those pictures,

I mean it, even he can

thought I having affair.

He would kill me.

Where is Carl now?

He's run a business

for a couple of days.

That's why he came that fat,

greedy pig in the first place.

When I think put his hands over me,

I get shoot him all over again.

I'm judging from the

first time you shoot him,

as not much as a threat.

-Well, I can't just let him go.

What is he given Carl to

show the photographs?

Well, don't expect me

to kill of you.

You have a reason and I have doubts.

-Well, I don't want to kill him

I just want him dead.

So, what should we do?

-I don't know.

Sh*t, I thought you

just dud your husband.

If I knew is going be

so complicated,

I would just temp on going.

Where we gonna go?

What we gonna do? -I just

want to hell out from here.

We got to keep moving.

How do you meet this

a**hole anyway?

Carl bought some life

insurance from him.

That's why I knew him

when he come up to us.

I was with my sister and

some girlfriends that I barnt he.

bought us some drinks, I thought he

just try to pick up one of my friends

and then next thing I know invaing

on the back sit of my car

three o'clock in

the morning and...

I will kill your bones.

Do you hear that?

You are already dead

and you don't know...

Shut up, a**hole! -No, you shut

up. I will get rip off your head...

Let's see what you gonna do from

the trunk of the car, Marty?

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