No Remorse Page #5

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He shouldn't be that hard

to find an owner for.

You just never try.

That's not true.

You never wanted to.

It's understandable.

You know, you got a divorce.

You had to put your dog down.

Isn't that right around

the time your girlfriend

was murdered?

Yes.

Existential despair.

That sounds awful.

Numbness of the heart.

I'm a psych major.

You were a psych major.

Don't you think

it's time you went back

and finished school?

(GRUNTS) That's a big step.

Not really, Emily.

Have you talked

to your parents

since they moved away?

No.

Numbness of the heart.

The clerk

at the Final Stop died.

Luther gave me a picture

of the robber, but it

doesn't do much good.

You know,

you can't see his face.

I want you to be careful.

He says we're

an easy target.

Convenience stores are.

You looking out

for me, Jesse?

I like you.

I was hoping you could feed

Reggie if I'm in Boston.

Why didn't you say so?

I just did.

What are you doing

in Boston?

I can't tell you.

Why can't you tell me?

I don't know.

Old habit.

New number.

I don't want anyone

else to have it.

(SIGHING)

I'm sorry,

I don't know what

else I can tell you

I understand,

I just thought that after

you've had this time,

if you can think of

any argument or any grudge

she may have had

with someone?

My wife had no enemies.

If you can

think of anything,

anything at all,

even if it doesn't

seem important,

you have my number,

Mr. Jackson.

I don't know what

to say to my kids.

JESSE:
Mother of three.

The press is outside

waiting for him.

Detritus.

After they're done

sticking cameras

in his face,

he's just debris.

Nobody ever sees that.

We do.

So what do you think?

I think we need to get

this son of a b*tch.

Ballistics are back.

Same gun.

Your people come

up with anything?

Not hardly.

I don't know

where to go.

I do. You're supposed

to be at rehab.

Oh!

That's not what I meant.

If you've got nowhere to g

go back to the beginning.

(CRACKLING)

JESSE:
Hello, Alan.

It's flattering

you remember my name.

Where's your hat?

My hat is home.

I called. I spoke to...

You spoke to me.

That was you?

That was me.

You don't sound

like you on the phone.

Mr. Fish is in.

You're not going to give

me a hard time, Alan?

You called,

asked if you could see him,

I said I'd find out.

That's the way

we do things.

(DOOR BUZZES)

So, Mr. Fish is in,

he's having lunch.

You're not going

to join him?

I already had lunch.

(DISHES CLANGING)

Jesse Stone.

Clearly you're not here

in an official capacity.

Because I'm not

wearing my hat?

Cause you've

been suspended.

Without pay, I believe.

I read the papers.

I keep up on things.

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