Death Wish 3 Page #4

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- This is our turf!

Hurt him.

Kill him.

Gentlemen, the streets are full

of degenerates killing each other.

Arrest them.

- Your guys aren't pussies, are they?

- Chief?

I want some arrests.

And bodies on slabs in the morgue.

They can be your guys' bodies

or some of that trash. Get that?

Hey. What the f*** are you looking at?

Hey, lend me five dollars, man.

Hey, I said lend me five dollars! Sucker!

- No!

- Hey!

Yeah! Right on, man!

- You all right?

- Yeah. Thanks, huh? You all right?

Who is this man? We need him.

Emil, Mr. Kersey. Our new neighbor in 2C.

I'm very pleased to meet you.

Oh, this is my wife, Magda.

- Nice to meet you.

- That's him. The man in black.

He's on my turf. I'll take care of him.

- Yes?

- You Charley's friend? Guy in 2C?

Yes.

- What are you doing in there?

- I'm taking care of Charley's things.

Charley don't need no help.

He's dead. Just like you're gonna be.

I'm watching you.

- What do you think of the neighborhood?

- You said I was to be here on my own.

You're right. I think I said that.

Look... I'd like something.

For the papers. You give me a bust.

I'll send in a tactical squad,

they'll grab a headline.

- What do you say?

- Can't help you.

- Nothing happening, huh?

- I don't know anything.

- Look, Kersey...

- Oh, I do know one thing.

Fraker is the chief creep here.

Why don't you bust him?

He's got a cleaner arrest record than you.

Perfect citizen.

When he does something,

he does it privately.

Like I said, I can't help you.

Somebody's gonna get him.

- Sh*t, man, I'm hurt.

- Son of a b*tch!

What is this, man?

We gotta turn the screws

on the motherfuckers.

- Give me some money.

- What for?

- Protection from the creeps.

- You're the creep!

- Hey, you!

- Get out of my way! I've had enough.

- What are you doing up here?

- Looking for you.

How did you find me up here?

I decided if I waited to hear from you

I never would. Shriker was no help.

I read the arrest report

and made a calculated guess.

- I was right. You live there, don't you?

- Yeah.

Miss... Davis, I told you,

I'm not gonna file any charges.

- Would you like to have dinner?

- What?

Well, I'm not usually this bold,

taking a taxi to someplace someone

might not be, to ask them out, but...

...why not? How many people do I meet

in my job who I can ask out to dinner?

- You shouldn't be up here. It's not safe.

- Nonsense, I'm a city girl.

Do me a favor. Say yes. So I can

get out of here without being mugged.

OK, all right. When?

- Friday?

- Friday? Friday's good for me.

My place.

I live in a basement.

It's a nice basement.

- What are you doing up here?

- Friend of mine was killed.

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