Tools of the Trade: Inside the Action of 'The Mechanic' Page #3

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Go home, Steve.

Still for sale.

I know you want it.

No life like this.

Want some advice?

Find out what you say this.

He's trying to say something.

He says you have to nostalgia

something you've never been before.

Elboranostreet 8600.

Where can I be of service?

What is this place?

- An animal shelter.

I know, but why are we here?

- I look for a dog.

Not even a year old. If possible.

- I thought you loved cats.

You know what a Mechanic,

at least the definition?

A boy who makes things right.

Problems, contracts.

An assassin.

- I do commissions.

Designated targets.

- I can do.

I have seen it.

- No, you do not.

You know nothing about me.

Steven Jackson McKenna.

Born in Baltimore, Maryland.

Your mother died when you were 12.

Addicted to painkillers and vodka.

You went to three different schools.

Grunt, the Parc and Munro.

Well received in four sports

a scholarship from Miami ...

which was rejected for conviction of

drug possession with intent to distribute.

Four convictions for assault

and threats to three different friends.

Broke your kneecap in a fight. You told

that no one so you let it heal so.

When it rains, you run short.

I want to do X-rays show.

A friend would adopt this little boy.

Good boy.

What I waste requires

a special way of thinking.

Revenge is an emotion which

You can be killed.

So no stupid stunts

like last night.

Walk it, feel it, make it your best friend.

Tomorrow, eleven hours, Fisher Square.

Take the dog to the coffee shop

in Riverdale.

Order coffee.

Black.

Go to the table by the window.

And make the sudoku puzzle in the newspaper.

Make love to your dog.

How long? One hour.

Every day, three weeks long.

This is yours.

Practice some of this.

The insurance companies know

all about how someone dies.

They have books with insurance experts.

List of every conceivable cause of death.

Why let me see all this?

Good analytical ability comes from experience

and that comes from poor judgment.

The bed is under the boxes.

Help yourself.

How long have you been to?

Two years.

- It's beautiful.

When are we going for a ride?

- We? Never.

It is time for your training

the next level.

Who is that?

- He's fine.

I have only you checked.

I can come back.

Better to remain here.

I have the nerves.

Do not know if this is a good time

for me to do something.

There is too much going on.

I have the list and the money charged.

Now is the right time.

Let me see that list again.

All for where?

- As soon as possible.

Good.

I have one day for that.

Give me the money.

Auto Sexuality fixation?

- Yes.

I thought you had to see one up close.

Never Touch this.

Follow me.

Who was he?

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