Dard Divorce Page #5

Tim hid my money and my coke.

And you get with just a busted f***ing nose.

My husband said nothing. The only thing he

said was that you have the children.

-- So where in hell are they.

-- You do not want to piss me off.

I don't think you're in any kind of position

to be asking questions around here.

OK.

Kiss my ass, you piece of sh*t.

You want it you're way, huh.

Now you tell me what I want.

Happy now, see. I take one.

Tell me what the f*** I want to know.

I'm going to slice you to pieces.

Where are my children?

I know he has my stuff. And that dumb bastard

left your rugrats in the car.

Should I tell you what I

did with your little boy.

Okay, Tim you dumbass. You left

a sloppy mess in the kitchen.

One of the guys is still breathing. It didn't

give me much time to get the information...

I wanted before the police came.

And I'll tell you what. I got your

personal files from your boss's accounts

So I know where your wife is. And I know

that you know that, I have your kids here.

Now, you want to give me my money and my cokes.

Or I'm going to torture these bastards

slowly until you do.

You think I am bullshiting.

You think I am bullshiting, huh.

It was your kid.

And you're next.

-- You dirty bastard, I'm going to kill

you. -- Kill me, huh. I don't think so.

Actually, I don't give a sh*t about your kids.

I'll tell you the truth.

I didn't like them at all.

Your daughter though. She's still alive.

She's a sweet thing, sweet.

But she's scared.

Because she's got to stay there

alone with her dead brother.

I do not know where your damn

money is. Just leave me alone.

Leave you alone.

Maybe I should let you go, huh?

You know thats a good idea. Just let you go, huh.

That's what I'll do.

Give me that hand.

You know what I'm going to do. I'm

going to your cut fingers off, one by one.

F***.

Theres no need to be afraid of me. I'm

not really one of the good guys but.

-- I'm on your side. Can you walk?

-- I don't know.

I'm not going to harm you.

That sadistic bastard.

We have to bandage your wounds.

And then get rid of this body.

What the hell is all this. I havn't

done anything to these people.

I do not know what my husband did,

and nothing about money.

-- I just want my babies back.

-- I know.

-- My name is Daniel.

-- I'm Nathalie.

Nathalie, what a lovely name.

I'll get my bag and then tend to your

wounds. I'm a doctor.

That should take care of

your major physical wounds.

You should rest for a while. This

should take care of the pain somewhat.

And they're from your medicine chest.

Aricedimal 500mg, two should be enough.

-- I'll get rid of that body.

-- Why don't we just call the police.

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