Run All Night Page #4

We had a name for him on homicide

task force. Jimmy The Gravedigger.

What happened to the other guy?

That ginzo?

- Tornetta.

- Yeah. The ginzo.

He retired. I guess he got tired of workin'

with a D.A. on Maguire's payroll.

Tired of watching murderers

like you walk free.

Maybe you should have taken a bite

outta that pie, Harding.

You still wouldn't be wearing

suits like that.

You're breaking my heart.

You don't like my suits.

What's the number, Jim?

What's the number?

Tornetta had you at sixteen.

I always thought it was more.

I made a list once. All the names.

- How'd that work out?

- Seventeen.

You see, Tornetta,

he didn't have Ernest Hayes.

- But that was yours.

- Doesn't ring a bell. Sorry.

I get a letter from his widow,

every year, handwritten,

asking me if I got any new information.

25 years later,

she's still lookin' for closure.

I got stacks of those letters...

crowdin' my f***in' desk.

That get under your skin at all?

Why don't you whisper it to me.

What's the number, Jim?

What's the number?

Tell your partner they don't serve

chimichangas in here.

You know when the nightmares...

when they get so bad you can't

look at yourself in the mirror no more,

you give me a call.

Let's go. Suddenly I lost my appetite.

...and we are now less than an hour to go

until the puck drops.

Get the door.

- Hey, guys.

- Hey, there the boys are!

Be gentle. Be gentle.

You're grabbing

the real weapon there, baby.

Hey, Danny! My boy!

- What do you think?

- Nice apartment.

Come on in. Sit down.

So, Danny...

Where's our money?

You're a businessman.

I like that about you.

All right. You heard him.

Get him his money.

In New York City, which means

we're less than twenty minutes to go

till the opening face-off

between the New York rangers...

Jesus Christ. Hey, Legs!

Come here.

What'd I tell you about riding

around these streets alone?

I don't gotta answer your questions.

You're not my dad, Mike.

- So that's how it is between us now.

- Yeah. That's how it is.

Your mom know you're out here?

What if I called her? Let her know

you're out here on your own?

- We have some serious weapons here?

- That's loaded! That's loaded!

Look. I'll go home

if you give me a ride.

I can't give you a ride.

I'm with a client right now.

Come on, Mike. Just let me sit inside.

I ain't never been in a limo before.

Look. I won't break anything. I promise.

All right. If I let you inside,

you'll go home straight after?

- You go home straight after?

- Promise. Straight after.

Caught him.

It's all there. Count it.

Boh!

- Do you find this funny, Danny?

- Think about what you can do with that money!

You can put up a luxury high-rise

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