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KlLLER:
You see,

l changed careers because l--

Well, l had some issues

l needed to resolve.

You know, l needed to test myself.

Mentally and physically.

Really re-create myself.

WOMAN [OVER HEADSET]:

And now it's all become too easy.

Yes. Yes.

l'm bored, but l mean,

that's only part of it.

l mean, it's Lily.

She's a distraction.

Distractions can be a problem

in my work.

WOMAN:

You were going to talk to her

about marriage and having a family.

ls that still something you want?

You know what? You're right.

l mean, she's the woman l wanna

spend the rest of my life with.

Are you gonna ask her

to marry you?

That's what l'll do.

l'll pop the question. Heh, heh.

Are you off your meds?

Yes.

As your therapist,

l have to advise against that.

Gotta go.

MAN 1 :

All right, look, there's two cars.

MAN 2:

Quiet.

MAN 3:

All right, you're good.

MAN 2:

All right, you guys. Here we go.

MAN 3:

Be quiet.

MAN 2:

Back, back, back!

Hands up!

Back up.

Tell me what's going on here?

After the bank job,

they got ambushed

by another crew.

Somebody set him up.

And somebody taped it?

Sick bastard made

his own personal snuff film.

MAN 2:
Where's the money?

MAN 3:
Tell them.

ClCERO:

l knew l remembered

this guy from somewhere.

Where did you get this?

First week l made detective,

Vice busted this porn operation.

l walked into the bullpen,

they were watching this.

l pretended l got a phone call,

had to walk out.

Didn't have the stomach for it.

MAN 2:

Bank robbers, huh?

Tough guys.

BROTHER:
Don't tell them.

l flipped it to Homicide,

but never went anywhere.

Why is that?

Never see the killers' faces, not once.

MAN 2:
Where's the money?

Don't tell, bro.

MAN 3:
Brothers?

MAN 2:
Your brother?

MAN 3:
l don't see the resemblance.

MAN 4:
Yeah.

MAN 2:

You want me to shoot him, huh?

Like the others?

He's not gonna kill me,

he's bluffing.

MAN 2:
Bluffing?

Two down and l'm bluffing?

You want me to shoot him?

MAN 3:
Think twice.

MAN 2:

You want me to shoot him, huh?

Like the others?

[MAN 4 LAUGHS]

BROTHER:
Don't tell him.

DRlVER:
Don't shoot him.

BROTHER:
He's not gonna shoot.

Let's tell him where it is.

But it's our only leverage.

[BROTHER YELLS]

l'm sorry l got you into this, bro.

MAN 2:

Just tell me where the money is.

OLD MAN:

l bet you're a good student.

Yeah.

Thanks for the drink.

Sure.

l should get going.

BROTHER:

Sorry l got you into this, bro.

Sorry l dragged you into this.

MAN 2:
Last chance.

BROTHER:
Don't tell him, bro.

Please, don't shoot him.

BROTHER:
Don't do it.

MAN 2:

lt's up to you.

BROTHER:

Don't you tell him, bro. Don't tell him.

Under the floorboards

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