Kite Page #6

I've known many policemen, Miss Sawa.

Most, once they were paid,

we found to be reasonable.

Perhaps your father,

whom I honestly do not recall,

was unreasonable.

Do you really wish

to follow that same course?

It's genetic, I guess.

Oi!

Hey, hey, hey. What's going on here?

Mommy!

You can both testify he removed evidence?

Yes, Captain.

I told you,

he's been protecting someone for years.

Then let's find out who the girl is.

Hey.

Hey, you're okay. You're okay.

It's just withdrawals.

The man who shot them...

I saw his face.

It was burned.

You're sick.

You've been off the amp for days.

Here.

I found you one.

No, no. I remember now.

It wasn't the Emir.

It was the Emir and the Emir's dead.

You can't trust your own mind right now,

Sawa.

He's still out there, Karl.

The man you're remembering

is just a gunman.

I need to know, Karl.

Listen...

the cops, I'm... I'm worried.

I've had to clean up too much.

We need to find him, Karl.

Look, I need to move you.

We've run out of rope, do you understand?

What difference does it make?

We won!

The man who caused all this is dead.

Now take the amp so we can get out of here.

I can't, Karl.

I can't lose them a second time.

The boy?

With the hood?

There's a surveillance tape.

Don't worry,

I destroyed it like everything else,

but if you want to know about the gunman...

...he can tell you.

- What do you mean?

- Ask him!

I can't do this anymore.

Karl?

Karl!

The man who killed my parents.

How do you know who he is?

Is that what Aker told you?

Look, I'm not talking to you.

He's got you back on the amp.

You'll forget everything I say.

I'm going clean.

I want to remember.

Oh, you want the whole story? Let's go?

Right, of course. Why have a conversation

when you can stab someone?

That's what you think, isn't it?

We were friends, Sawa.

You and me.

We were friends.

This is as far as I go.

No, you're not locking me in some hole.

I'm not going in there.

I can't.

You can stick me with your little

girly knife, if you want to.

I'm not going in there.

You keep saying that,

you'll take all the fun out of the idea.

Please.

The gun on the table is for you.

I knew you.

Your father was a...

...friend and a colleague.

This is who I was.

Officer Breedlove. Otis Breedlove.

That was before the...

...sulfur mustard.

A blister agent.

I don't understand.

That's the point.

A person with no sense of

history isn't a person.

Just another...

...number in the body count.

When the banks failed

and the government collapsed,

state weaponry of every

description disappeared,

sold to whoever paid

the highest price for it.

What are you talking about?

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