Dead Draw Page #5

see that now I do.

So what happens next?

You gonna come

back with two guys?

- Two weeks.

You got two weeks understand me?

- Two weeks I got it.

I got it.

Carver,

I'll see you soon.

- Yeah, you will.

- Ah, stop.

Harrison.

Mack, help.

- We were on the

runway and he got hit.

- Alright now.

I'm just gonna pull this off.

- Alright there we did it.

- Sh*t.

Turn him over.

You're lucky the bullet

went right through.

- Yeah, you wanna

f***ing switch places?

- Mack, get me some

bourbon alright?

- The duffel f***

the duffel on the

f***ing runway.

- He got our money.

- Alright don't worry about it.

Just breathe, just breathe.

Okay, we need something

to switch this up.

Find me something

anything, okay?

- Alright

- Here you go

Jonesy here you go.

- I got nothing.

- Okay, find me a

crowbar anything metal.

Okay, alright Mack.

I need a flare or a

flame anything, okay.

- Propane torch?

- Yeah, that should work.

- I always wanted a

tattoo of a woman's name.

I ever tell you fucks that,

a bird one of those

old timey kinds

with the name and the ribbon

hanging from the beak.

I thought I'd meet

her in Mexico.

- Don't get one Jonesy

you're too ugly.

- All right yeah that's good.

- I'm sorry Jonesy I'm sorry.

- Light up the f***ing cigarette

and stop being a p*ssy.

- Okay, needs to get red hot.

- F*** you, bro.

Where's that f***ing smoke, man?

- Okay, here we go.

One, two, three.

- Motherf***er.

- Mack.

I f***ing missed you, man.

Let me buy you a drink.

- Absolutely.

- Bourbon?

- No, beer back.

- Alright, Katie line them up.

So, how's it feel to be out?

- Different but f***ing good.

- Here you go, D.

- You might

wanna leave the bottle.

I think that this

man could use a few.

- Just don't go hitting

anyone, sweetheart.

Bourbon makes him a a**hole.

- Sweetheart.

- Yeah, well can you blame her.

Look at this face.

Cheers.

- How's Gracie.

- We're still together.

- Am I an uncle yet?

- F***, man take it easy.

- Well, how would I know?

You better watch out, man.

You know a woman like that

who's got her mind set

it's just a matter of time.

- You're a sh*t.

What about you any tail

since you been out?

- Harrison told me

about your fight,

about your hand.

- Yeah, well f***ing

Greeks right?

- How much to fix it?

- Too much.

- Is that why you're

running with Harrison?

- Jesus that's not your concern.

- It's just a question.

- Is that why you came here?

- No, I came here to have a

drink with my f***ing brother.

- Well, then f***ing

drink and stop talking.

F***.

It's like you said Gracie

gets what she wants

and I'm not getting it done

anymore not like I used to.

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