Assault on Precinct 13 Page #3

-Why did you kill those men?

Everybody asks me the same question.

I always tell them the same thing.

First time I ever saw a preacher,

he said to me,

"Son, there's something strange about you.

"You got something to do with death."

Being real young, I believed him.

-Turned out he was right.

-That's no answer.

-I thought it was pretty good.

-Where'd you get a name like Napoleon?

-I'll tell you sometime.

-When?

Moment of dying.

I'm gonna do my best to be there

when your time comes.

Hey.

He's really sick.

I thought the warden said it was only a cold.

The man is sick.

-How long till we get to Sonora?

-Another six hours.

We gotta stop.

What's the closest precinct?

Anderson.

-Descanso to Pinehurst.

-Daddy?

-To Glen Oaks?

-Daddy?

-Daddy, the ice-cream man.

-Wait a second, Margaret.

Here you go. Okay, by your place?

Descanso to Pine...

I mean, Descanso to Glen Oaks, right?

Right. Then I...

Can I get an ice cream?

-It's late, sweetheart. I'm closed.

-The music's still playing.

Please, can't I get an ice cream?

-What flavor?

-Vanilla twist.

Oh, Jesus. Come on.

Come on, I'll give you my money.

Just don't hurt me, please. Please.

Hey, this is regular vanilla.

I wanted vanilla twist.

Okay, Margaret, I'll see you

in a few minutes. Right, bye.

Gun. In the truck, under the dash.

-Hello.

-Hello, Lieutenant, Special Officer Starker.

Ethan Bishop.

I'm on my way to Sonora

with three prisoners.

About half an hour ago

one of them got pretty sick.

-I think it's serious.

-What is it?

Well, I don't know, but I'd like to put him in

your holding tanks until I can call a doctor.

I guess you didn't see the sign.

Well, the station isn't here anymore.

It's being relocated.

Well, yeah, but you're here.

Waiting for the electricity

to go off in the morning.

Are you telling me that

I can't put them in your holding tanks?

If you just get back on the main boulevard,

go about 10 blocks...

Look, I don't have a lot of time to discuss it.

Now, if what that man has in the bus

is infectious, then all of us will have it.

Now, the sooner we can put him

in the holding tanks

and I get on the phone and call a doctor...

-Okay. Bring him in.

-All right.

-Isnt that overdoing it a little?

-Napoleon Wilson.

No kidding.

-Got a smoke?

-No. Sorry.

Well, you see one floating around,

snag it for me, will you?

-May be a sick man back there.

-Just passing through.

I have to admit it, Wilson.

You do have some fancy moves.

For a man in leg irons.

Come on, man, pull yourself together.

Come on, speak up.

Speak up.

Lieutenant?

-Who?

-Wait a minute.

-Lot of action for a closed-down station.

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