Half Past Dead Page #4

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We even let

the condemned man choose.

- Who is that?

- Number 1137.

Whats he doing here?

When a man asks for someone

to spend his last hour with, you do it.

Access granted.

Security protocols disabled.

Take me up!

- 49er Six to 49er One.

- This is One. Over.

- That was a hell of a sunset.

- They're always nice before a storm.

- You believe in God, Sascha?

- Most of the time.

Ever fly in your dreams?

- Who is this guy?

- I'm a man with 50 minutes to live.

What does that have to do with me?

Change the view, will you?

I'm tired of this one.

- What would you prefer, Lester?

- The desert.

- How does that sound?

- Hot.

The rumour is you went

half past dead and came back.

Took a ride on the flat line

for 22 minutes...

...and lived to tell.

Thought we could play some cards

and talk about that.

Whoever wired this place was good,

but you're the best.

- Thats why you hired me.

- Exactly.

If you're waiting on us,

you're back and up.

Lets party, boys.

- Excuse me, sir. I need to talk to you.

- Whats up?

- I can't reach the control centre.

- What about the alarms?

I ran a systems check.

The radar's reading normal.

- Cell houses?

- No breaches.

The storm must have knocked out

the phone lines. Okay. Gracias.

Billy Ray, check it out.

I'm with y'all. I'm one of y'all.

- Sorry.

- Check this out. Let me out of here.

- Cell house secured.

- Thats my girl.

Hey, whats up, doll?

Give me one of them pistols, man.

- Whats that?

- Whats it look like?

Its the suit I promised you.

Its not first-class,

but its a good knockoff.

You know, I volunteered for this.

I got tired of parading in and out of

court, hawking appeals, filing writs.

What am I doing?

I'm displacing blame.

So I decided to accept

my karmic payback.

Now I'm not so sure.

Dying's not the hard part.

Its knowing that your life

doesn't belong to you.

That your death has an exact time and

date takes all the mystery out of it.

Thought about doing it myself,

but I couldn't.

Whats waiting on the other side?

Not too many people

know that, Lester.

Come on. Be generous.

My time's precious.

Tell me how it feels

to be embraced by the light.

Do your loved ones come for you?

Got any jacks?

Anybody hit?

Seven's down.

He's your man.

Sleep tight, friend.

- Wanna know why I'm in that chair?

- No.

I hit a U.S. Money train...

...and ripped off 200 million worth

of U.S. Gold brick.

- You must have done more than that.

- The deal went sideways on me.

Train got accidentally derailed.

Five U.S. Treasury agents got killed.

Feds have been coming all week...

...promising me serenity

if I tell them where I hid it.

You think Goll go easier

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