Ambushed Page #3

for diseases like that.

And tay-sachs

to the jews.

I'm so sorry.

It's a crazy world, son.

I don't hate nobody

that treat me good.

And you

treated me good.

You teach him love

right off the bat.

(ringing)

Okay?

I love you. Tell karen

i love her too.

E?

Shannon is at

your mother's hous

?

Did shannon

kill your father

n.

Now you tell me

what's going o

- i said...

- watts:
Jerry!

Now you need

to tell me.

Go on.

I don't know!

I thought everything

would be okay.

Ht.

It's all rig

ht. It's all rig

it's all right.

Go on, get out of here.

I'm okay.

Jerry, jerry,

don't go in there

without me.

Al.

De

why don't you put

karen to bed, honey?

She'll see eric

in the morning.

Why... why would that cop

bring eric back now?

Trust me.

Bed.

Karen, honey,

it's time for

sweet dreams.

You know tha

t, don't you?

Shut the f*** up.

I can convince him.

Make it happen.

- Is this your house?

- Yeah.

Well, we've got

five minutes.

Where you...

?

Eric

sheriff,

i...

put it on the floor

and slide it over to me.

Now cuff him

to the radiator.

Do it, sheriff.

Don't turn

your back on him.

Detective jerry robins

on, i presume.

Hey, it's good

to see you.

And karen's up

in your mama's bed.

But i hope

that when i tell you why,

you're gonna understand.

(groans)

Karen:
Eric!

.

All right,

she's a big girl

n.

I want to show you all

whose side this kid is o

and watch your broth

er become a man.

.

I want you to prove to

us whose side you're on

i'm gonna hang

him anyway.

(c*cks gun)

Come on, eric.

Shoot it.

- (gunshot)

- Jesus.

- You satisfied now, shannon?

- Shut the f*** up, richter.

?

You would

have shot me

- over this n*gger?

- (screams)

.

Bring the rope

(wheezes)

Ar.

Your father never could gr

asp the fact that we're at w

straight to hell!

You do it!

Noooo!

(gunshots)

Come on.

You got it?

Come on.

You guys stay here,

do you hear me?

I'll be back.

I'll find eric.

Karen.

(rattles)

What?

No!

And you don'

t have any ammo.

Please

don't run.

- Uncle shannon!

- No!

To prove it

i'm gonna let her go.

Go find

your brother.

Karen.

(coughs)

I said drop it.

(coughing)

(distant sirens wailing)

(country music playing)

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