Blood Ties Page #4
- Babe, babe.
- I can't, Anthony.
- I can't do it again, okay?
- Babe, babe.
They got nothing, all right?
They ain't got sh*t.
I'm getting outta
here soon. Trust me.
F***er!
- You get out, you don't even call me?
- Jesus, Mike.
Where the f*** did you come from?
- Good to see you.
- Hey! Hey!
What're you doin'?
Chitchat?
We're paying you to chitchat? You wanna
chitchat, you go back to prison.
You're paid to work, so get
a f***in' move on! Okay?
Let's just go back to work, okay?
What the hell is goin' on?
What do you wanna know?
- Please, don't be mad.
- I'm not mad. I asked you a question.
You wanna know what I did?
Why I went away?
Yeah.
I got 12 years for killing a guy. He
raped and killed a woman I was with.
Listen, I spent most
of my f***ing youth
in correction houses and
prisons, that's who I am.
You wanna leave, leave.
The few times I've seen my
father, he was behind bars.
But what I hated the most is
that he always lied to me.
I'm not sure I can get past this.
But if you want me to,
and you gotta tell me the truth.
Yep!
Hey, Frank, there's a
woman here to see you.
Oh, about what?
She says it's private.
Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
Hey.
Look, I'm...
Uh, I'm sorry about the other day.
I don't want any trouble.
Please, Vanessa, I can't
really talk right now, okay?
I'm working, all right?
Oh, so you can come to my work
but I can't come to yours?
Don't touch me.
You want some help, Frank?
No.
You wanna go for a drink?
I'll be outside.
You want something to drink?
No. You locked up the wrong guy.
Vanessa, listen to me.
No, you listen to me.
I wanna know one thing.
Is it because of me
that you locked him up?
Is it because of us?
What are you talkin'...
You know exactly what
I'm talking about!
do that even if I wanted to?
Do you have any idea how much
evidence we got against him?
No. You got nothing.
You don't know Anthony.
He's a good man.
Yes, he was trouble but
that's all in the past, okay?
You have no idea what
this man has done for me,
for my mother when she
was sick, for my family!
When he got out,
he promised me that
he was gonna stay clean
for me and for my kid.
I understand.
Some guys,
they don't keep their promises.
You're right, they don't.
- Where's the bathroom?
- Straight back.
- Stop following me!
- I'm not following you!
- Just stop that!
- Don't touch me!
- Just stop... All right, all right!
- Don't touch me!
- Let me just...
- I don't ever wanna f***ing see you again!
You understand that?
You f***ing left me...
- I... I didn't leave you!
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