No Mercy Page #5

Jesus Christ!

I can't stand these anymore.

Help me get them off.

You're tough.

Why don't you gnaw it off?

Give me the key. I can't go anywhere.

Give me the key.

I wish I could.

I lost it in the river.

I've got to get them off.

They won't get off.

- I can't stand it!

- You're gonna hurt yourself.

Get them off!

I've gotta get away from you!

Hold it!

You're gonna hurt yourself!

Now shut up!

Damn boat!

Stupid idiot.

You shut the f*** up!

Well, you lead the way, okay?

And after you die, I have

a dead man hanging on my arm!

Look! Listen to me.

When I die, it'll be

on Chicago concrete.

You got it?

- Now, f***ing move.

- Let go.

Walk!

Stop! You're hurting me.

I wanna know what happened.

I wanna know why you and your

boyfriend set up Deveneux.

And what you get

for killing a man.

I wanna know how

you killed my partner.

- Who's your boyfriend?

- He's not my boyfriend.

- Who is he then?

- He runs Algiers.

Runs Algiers?

What the hell is that?

I belong to him.

No sh*t. What does that mean?

What do you think?

I think it means Losado

got himself a two-bit hooker.

When I was 13, Mama took me to Losado.

He gave her a house

and some money.

And I was his.

I was given to him.

Every hooker's got

a hard-luck story.

That's a real prizewinner, that one.

I don't care if you don't believe me.

You don't matter!

Wrong.

I matter a whole lot, lady.

You're going to jail,

and your boyfriend's gonna die.

What are you doing?

Can't you read?

Nothing. Not a crumb.

Come on.

Great!

What is it?

You never had crawfish before?

Sure, my mom used to

put them in my lunch.

No, not like that.

Like that.

See, you take them,

and you break the head off.

You suck the juice out of it.

Good?

Yeah, it's good.

Do you have a wife?

Yeah, ex.

Ran off with some guy.

What'd you do?

- What do you mean?

- Well, did you go after him?

She just left me, that's it.

That's all there was.

What's so funny?

You're a tough guy, a cop.

And you didn't do anything?

All right, what happened?

She calls me up and says,

"Eddie...

...I think if you and David

sat down and had a beer...

...you'd really like each other. "

So you took him out for a beer?

Yeah, I really nailed him.

Stuck him with the tab.

You're not from there.

You wouldn't understand.

Don't get excited now.

It's like rain somewhere.

Somewhere pretty.

God, I wish I was far away.

Forget.

Just forget.

Yeah, let's forget.

You're good, lady.

You are...

...really, really good.

This how you played it with that dumb,

dead jerk in Chicago? Deveneux?

Give some guy a hard-on.

Next thing, he's getting

killed for you.

A whore's a whore.

Goes with the territory.

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