The Iceman Page #6

Then that's your problem.

Kid goes around telling

everybody he's your son

and they hold the...

the father accountable.

They were f***ing

coked out delivery boys!

Who gives a f***? Who

gives a sh*t about them?

But that's not the point.

You understand? They'll come

after you and him no matter what.

Do you f***ing understand that in

your f***ing thick head? Yes! F*** me.

You get what I'm telling

you? Yeah, I get it.

Even people you consider

friends will come after him.

You got that friend, Marty.

What about Marty?

He already started spreading

the word where to find him.

This is one big f***ing

mess we don't need, Roy.

Clean it up.

The property is in Vernon and

he's asking Atlantic City price.

Dad, we got to go.

Gambling

is going legal any day.

They're condominiums,

not a casino.

You got to understand,

it's a seller's market.

With the rumors of gambling going legal,

property values are

going through the roof.

T ell them I 'm not going

above 150, all right?

You're changing your tie.

He won't give me the time of day.

I'll have to call you back later.

All right.

Take care.

Hey, I'm going shopping.

Need anything?

More cologne?

What, again?

Yeah.

You got a girlfriend

I don't know about?

No, it's for you, baby. Mom.

Have a great day

at school, sweetie.

All right, bye.

Bye.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Look at that.

Let's go, Bets!

Don't take any crap

from any nuns.

Okay, I won't.

Coming.

Come here.

Bye.

Love you.

Love you.

Love you, too.

All right.

See you after school.

There's no sound on this,

but tell me your name.

Alex.

Alex.

Very nice to meet you, Alex.

I'm Marty.

Very nice.

Ah, look at that.

Bare your soul.

Okay, you like that?

I like that.

No! No!

Yes, he asked

me about Rosenthal,

if I 'd seen him lately

and I said not in a while! That's all.

That's... yes,

that's all.

Of course, yes.

I swear to God. Yes.

As soon as possible.

Thank you, Roy.

He wants to talk to you.

Yeah?

Right.

Ah. Guess everyone has

a soft spot, right?

Guess so.

Hey, what the f***'s going on?

He changed his mind.

No, no, no, no.

Look,

Rosenthal's my best friend.

I would never say anything.

Not my problem.

Well, do-no! No!

Not-Please don't!

God, please!

God, please!

What, are you praying?

God, please! Please!

You really believe that?

You think God will

come down and save you?

All right. I'll give you some time.

Pray to God.

Tell him to come

down and stop me.

Go ahead.

Our Father...

Our Father...

Mm-hm.

All right, then.

All right, all right, all right.

I'm not feeling nothing.

Nothing at all.

Harder.

What? I'm...

This your last chance.

No. No. Don't.

I think God's busy.

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