The Way of the Gun Page #2

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doesn't change....

"Him"?

You didn't want to know.

I'm sorry, I....

-You did say "him".

-"Him".

I have to go to the appointment

now with Dr. Painter.

I'm going to have a son.

I'm going to have a son.

-So I didn't spoil it, then?

-No, you didn't spoil it.

Right? Right.

Come on!

Every goddamn time.

-Four to One.

-Go ahead. One.

I'm sure it 's nothing, but could

you just drive by the building?

-How's your back feeling?

-It 's better. Yes, it 's better.

Down here?

Bet you can't wait for

this little guy to get out.

Actually, I don't mind

if it stays in there forever.

So, unless there are complications,

I won't see you until the 15th.

The video I told you about. Things

you should know about your delivery.

Thanks.

We want this to go down nice

and quiet, so put the guns down.

-Guys, we got you. It 's over. What?

-The people, man. The people.

Can't you people see

there are guns here?

Get the f*** out!

Get out!

Come on, this is no good. Put the

guns down. I'll count to three....

What the f*** are you doing? You're

supposed to be protecting her!

-F***. What 'd I tell you?

-Walk away.

Just walk away. They don't care

about dying, just losing!

You won't make it out of here alive,

you know the cops are gonna come!

Just walk away!

Move! Move, yes!

Relax, relax. Moving.

-I got her.

-Okay.

-Moving.

-Move.

-Moving?

-No.

-Moving?

-Move.

-Get her.

-Move.

It 's okay.

Move!

Four to One. They made a pass.

They're coming out. Do not....

Take the girl.

Do not go to the doctor's office.

Go to the top floor and wait for me

for as long as it takes.

Do you understand me? Do you?

-Yes!

-Go.

Wait for me.

Right this way!

Do you care about this baby?

Then you walk.

Cover!

Move!

Are you okay? Miss?

The baby is kicking.

The guns and noise...

the baby is kicking like crazy.

Please!

Relax!

Could you be easy, please?

-You can open your eyes now.

-I don't want to look at you.

It doesn't matter.

All right.

-Follow me, Tonto.

-All right, give them room.

-What 's your name?

-Robin.

-And the father?

-You had it all figured out, huh?

Listen, the sooner you tell us who

the money is, the sooner....

The sooner I end up dead.

I know that as long as

I'm carrying this baby...

and you two don't have

the money, I'm alive.

We're not talking about how long

you'll live, but how slow you'll die.

What do you call your baby?

-It 's not mine.

-Like that matters.

He have to have a name.

What do you think when you

think about deaf people...

people who are born deaf,

who never heard a spoken word?

What do they call the son, their mother

or their own reflection in the mirror?

That 's what I call it.

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