The Son of No One Page #3

to come here anymore.

I saw when Louie died.

Cops were all laughing.

I thought he was gonna kill me.

We'll throw him in the garbage.

- He got a bullet in him, Vin.

- Shut the f***, I don't care.

We're gonna throw his ass

in the garbage. No one gives a sh*t.

Yeah, the cops don't care.

No one does.

Yeah, trust me,

No one gives a sh*t.

Hey, baby.

Did Charlie run, Daddy?

He ran like this.

And he loved to hang

in the giant castle?

That's right,

in the giant castles.

Okay, night.

You liked the circus, baby?

Of course she liked the circus.

I loved the circus.

Loved the circus!

I'm gonna stop by the precinct.

I left my cell phone there.

And then we're gonna

watch Sponge Bob, right?

No secrets!

You were whispering!

Daddy was just saying

this is where he grew up.

Did you know that?

In one of these buildings.

The giant castles.

Come on.

Nice hip pack.

Family outing at the 118, man.

You ran out of sh*t to do on the island?

We came in from the city.

We went to the circus.

- This is Kerry.

- Hi, yeah, Kerry and Charlotte.

- Hi, did you see some lions?

- Charlie loves the lions, right?

- Everybody loves lions, man.

- Come here.

You're bringing two pretty ladies

up in this shithole? What's up?

You can sit right here, okay?

I'm gonna be right back. I'm gonna

get my cell phone out of my locker.

All right, man. I'll be up here.

I'm taking care of them.

- I'll be right back.

- All right.

Char?

- What are you doing?

- We were playing with the breathalyzer.

Stop it. This stuff's filthy.

You don't touch this stuff around here.

- We were just f***ing around here.

- Really? You don't know that well.

- You understand?

- Really?

Kerry, come on.

Really?

Come on, baby.

There she goes.

Have a safe trip

back to the island.

It's a desire and a chance to react

under certain circumstances.

The economy reacted,

the stock market too.

New York is on track to a rebound.

It's just a year

after many have said...

that a city like New York

couldn't bounce back

And see what happened

to the market.

This boy, Milk,

done took my gun.

You get a murder on Whitestone.

The kids are crying. You know?

Parents givin' 'em

days off of school.

The children here are different.

You see them from your window?

Don't worry. They'll do their

sh*t and then they'll leave.

We just can't say nothing.

I gotta go.

You better not say

nothing, Vicky!

- Everybody's freaking out now.

- I know.

But I gotta get home.

Please, just chill.

My mother's boyfriend is here...

and I don't wanna deal

with that.

He got a bullet in him, Vin.

I know that.

You don't think I know that?

- What do you want me to do?

- Just I gotta go home.

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