Juggernaut Page #2

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He's like a sleeping bear.

Harmless 'til you poke

him with a stick.

Listen to me.

I need you to stay away

from him, ok?

Oh?

Why?

Hmm?

Is he the big bad wolf?

Yeah, he's a big bad wolf.

(BANGS CABINET)

Sh*t.

(KICKS CABINET)

F***!

F***!

(BASHES DESK)

(MOTORCYCLE ENGINE ROARS)

(WHISTLES)

Jack.

Never seen you in here

without cuffs on.

Can we talk?

Talk?

Well, ain't this day

just full of surprises?

Who's in charge of

my mother's case?

Case?

What case?

You mother committed

suicide,

found some notes at her place.

Why has nobody investigated?

Investigated what?

Your mother swallowed

a bottle of pills.

No mystery.

Not a happy woman,

reached her limit, checks out.

How do you know

she was unhappy?

Wasn't she?

Yeah?

Well, how do you know?

Lucky guess, I guess.

Money troubles,

messy divorce,

son in and out of prison,

take your pick.

Yeah, but no suspects?

Of course we don't have

any suspects

in your mother's suicide,

it's suicide.

What about Dean?

What?

Come again?

Dean.

Boy.

You really do have a hard on

for him, don't you?

I wasn't sure how deep

it went.

You really do hate him.

Facts is facts, Jack.

There ain't no facts

in your head, boy.

I ain't your boy.

Thank god.

You like facts?

Your mother didn't have

an enemy in this world.

No sign of forced entry,

doors locked

from the inside,

no prints.

The scene didn't reveal

anything that said

she didn't kill herself.

No foul play, no weapons,

no nothing.

No note.

So? It wouldn't be the first

suicide in history

without a note...

Listen, our mother wouldn't go

to the bathroom

without leaving a note.

This is a waste of my time.

Yeah, why don't you go back

to your movie, Jack?

Look, a**hole.

You got something from

reality you wanna share with me?

Otherwise, f*** off.

Congratulations.

A business license.

Two weeks before she died.

She's starting a business.

Does that look like the actions

of somebody

who's checking out?

Look, son, you're reaching.

I know it's tough.

I know it's hit you hard,

harder than anyone.

Why can't you just accept

the truth?

Your mother was tired.

She wanted out.

'Cause I knew her.

(GRUNTS)

We are a species with almost

dumbfounding kindness.

We romance each other,

we nurse one another,

weep for each other, and ever

since science taught us how,

we willingly tear the very

organs from our bodies

and give them to each other.

And at the same time

we slaughter each other.

The savage and the sweet

can exist in any one animal.

They can exist

in any one person,

and often in one instant.

A good man can do

a bad thing

and a bad man can do

a good thing.

So what does that make them?

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