Henry's Crime

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(CAR HORN)

# Answer me

# Sweet Jesus,

don't you hear me calling you?

# I need you, Lord

# Answer me

# Sweet Jesus,

don't you hear me calling you?

# I need you, Lord

# Lord, I've run out of words to sing

# All I can do right now is moan

# I may not pray,

lik e all of a sudden

# But let me know

my prayer's being heard

# Answer me

# Sweet Jesus,

don't you hear me calling you?

# I need you, Lord

# Lord, Lord, answer me

# Sweet Jesus,

don't you hear me calling you?

# I need you, Lord

# Lord, I've held on a long time

# And all my action depends upon you

# I've been patient

and highly understanding

# Now I don't know

what there is left to do

# Answer me

# Sweet Jesus,

don't you hear me calling you?

# I need you, Lord

# Answer me

# Sweet Jesus,

don't you hear me calling you?

# I need you, Lord

# Answer me

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- Wow.

- Sit down.

Thanks.

How was your night?

Good. How was yours?

Good.

This is great.

Your shift's at 8.30?

- You're not eating?

- I already did.

You OK?

Are you going to go with me

to Cindy and Bill's this weekend?

Sure. What time?

For the baby shower?

Right.

- I don't want to go.

- (COUGHS)

You don't?

I want Cindy and Bill to come here.

Cindy and Bill are welcome here

whenever they want.

Henry.

Don't you think it's time?

You're talking about kids.

Of course I am.

- OK.

- "OK", you want kids?

I love kids.

Henry, do you still love me?

Of course I do.

Cos I know that you used to.

- What happened?

- (KNOCKING AT DOOR)

Henry Torne.

Eddie Vibes.

So how you been?

- I'm OK. What's going on?

- (GROANING)

Ah, we got a man down here.

I was wondering

if we could come in for a second.

Joe! Joe. Come on.

- (GAGGING)

- Oh, oh, oh.

- (GASPS) You feel really hot.

- I'm sorry.

Come with me.

Just get right to the back.

- Straight back to the kitchen.

- I'm sorry.

- Goddamn sausages at Pinwheels.

- Yeah?

So, er...

we're in a bit of a bind here, Henry.

We got a big play-off game

in the next half-hour

and buddy boy there's

our first baseman.

But as you can see,

he's not exactly game-ready.

So what do you say?

(GROANING)

Feel like playing a little ball?

It's November.

Yeah. They keep the field

in pretty good shape.

- Oh.

- (RETCHING)

Oh, God. OK. OK.

(RETCHING)

So what do you say?

(COUGHING)

Henry?

(SIGHS)

So where's this game?

Near Kaisertown,

about er... 15 minutes away.

Appreciate you driving, Torne.

Sure.

Just pull over here.

Stop and get some beer money

at the ATM.

Good.

So, er... hang tight.

We'll be right back.

Keep the engine running, OK?

- Le petit caf, Frank.

- Merci, merci.

- A bientt, Pierre.

- A demain, Frank.

(ALARM)

Hey, you! Freeze!

Freeze!

We know this wasn't your deal, Torne.

These people aren't your friends.

Why stick up for 'em?

You got a wife, you got a job.

Don't you care?

You're looking

at three to seven, Henry.

All you gotta do is say something.

The court sentences Henry Torne

to three years in prison

for the crime of

Felony First-Degree Armed Robbery.

Hey. Excuse me.

(FLUSHING)

I'm Max.

- Henry.

- Henry, good.

Um... what are you in for?

- What?

- What are you in for?

Bank robbery.

Nice. Clean, simple. I like it.

- I didn't do it.

- No, of course not.

Mistaken identity.

What are you in for?

Life.

Just...

Put it anywhere. It doesn't matter.

It's not like you got much choice.

(ALARM)

Come on, hurry up, it's breakfast.

Come on.

Monday is wholewheat bun day.

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