Death Wish Page #4

And up to a point, I'll give it.

When do I get a look-see?

In a couple days.

Guard said you were here

until after midnight.

That's the way I work.

Somebody once said,

I forget who...

...that he never looked back, because

something might be gaining on him.

What's gaining on you, Paul?

Twenty-million-dollar investment,

what else?

I was gonna ask you to dinner but

I don't think you'd be good company.

No, I don't think I would.

Might amuse you. Maybe you've

never seen a club like this.

It's a gun club. We shoot guns.

So much hoopla

from gun control people...

...half the nation's scared

to hold a gun.

Like it was a snake that would bite.

Hell, a gun is just a tool.

Like a hammer. Or an axe.

Used to put food on the table.

Keep foxes out of the chicken coop,

bandits out of the bank.

How long since you held

a pistol in your hand?

A long time.

- Which war was yours? Korea?

- Yeah.

- See much action?

- A little.

Were you infantry?

I was a C.O. In a medical unit.

A commanding officer, huh?

Conscientious objector.

Oh, Christ.

What a guest to bring to a gun club.

You one of them liberals...

...thinks we shoot our guns because

it's an extension of our penises.

I never thought about it that way.

It could be true.

Maybe it is. But this is gun country.

Can't own a gun in New York.

Here, I hardly know a man who doesn't.

And unlike your city, we can walk

our streets at night and feel safe.

Muggers out here, they just plain

get their asses blown up.

Here, slip these on.

All right.

This is a percussion pistol.

You ever handled one before?

You know how to fire it?

Watch the kick. You'll think

your arm's gonna hit the ceiling.

Goddamn! Paul, you hit dead centre.

- Mind if I try this hogleg Colt?

- No.

You're a peculiar

conscientious objector.

- These notches for real?

- Yeah.

Belonged to a gunfighter

named Candy Dan in 1890.

I do know something about guns.

I grew up with them. All kinds.

My father was a hunter. I guess

out here you call them gunmen.

My mother

was the other side of the coin.

When my father was killed

in a hunting accident...

Some fool mistook him

for a deer, you see.

My mother won the toss.

I never touched a gun since.

I loved my father.

There are your hills.

Every house has a part of one

for a backyard for kids, dogs.

And you still have 12 hills.

I'm catching the 10:40 to New York.

What do I tell them?

You tell them

I'll buy it if they will.

You checking this bag in?

- Yeah.

- Good.

A little going-away present for you.

Thank you.

Good morning, sir.

How are you today?

Checking one bag?

I can't thank you enough

for what you did.

I want you to know if you ever

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