Tulskiy Tokarev Page #5

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- What are you doing?

- Come on, my Little Princess.

Am I your Little Princess?

I got a pretty little

Princess Necklace here for you, too.

You don't know anything about

the girl, Oliver?

- Nothing, I swear!

- Start talking, Oliver!

Please! Please! Look! Whatever it is you

about to do... don't, please, don't, no.

Tell me about the girl, Oliver.

Please, if I knew, I would tell you.

C'mon, don't hurt her, c'mon, man.

Please don't, don't.

No, no! Don't Doherty!

Listen to me,

If there a girl being

held somewhere?

I don't know, I don't know! No idea!

Just tell him! I don't know!

- No, no, no, no!

- Talk to me, Oliver!

No, please! Don't!

- I love her, no, I don't know!

- What's that?

I love her, man!

No, no, no, no! Lisa, come here.

I need you to breathe.

Now I believe you.

See you around, Oliver

Jesus, I can't believe

I hit that rope.

What, you've never

done that sh*t before?

Hell no, I thought she was going

for a two-story swan dive.

- You're one harmful guy.

- Right, right, you're a saint?

- Nobody's seen or heard anything.

- How is that possible?

Paul, we've been rattling

jaws all night long.

Whoever took her, is

keeping their sh*t tight.

Got feelers out everywhere.

Somewhere, someone...

has to mess-up.

Right.

Paul,

We found her.

Thank you for your beautiful soul.

I'm sorry.

- I'm sorry.

- Thank you for coming,

I'm so sorry, my friend,

- Vanessa, this is Francis...

- Francis O'Connell.

Hi, I'm Vanessa, I'm Paul's wife.

- Pleased to meet you.

- Call me Frank.

If you don't mind,

Frank, I have a...

some things I'd like to

attend to at the house.

I'll see you later.

Can we take a walk?

You've done really good

for yourself, Paulie.

I'm proud of you.

Smoke and mirrors, Francis.

That's not what I heard.

You got a nice, big house over

there by the Country Club?

And a beautiful wife.

You know, Paul, the

present situation aside,

you got yourself one helluva life,

don't you agree?

Is this going somewhere?

Things have settled down,

and the business is more civilized

than it used to be.

In the good old days, you remember,

the gutters were running red.

You remember that

night at the Four Ps,

and what those Russians

faggots did to me?

Of course.

But do you remember what I told you

because you wanted to

rush-in and kill 'em all?

- You said we lost too many already.

- Exactly.

I don't know what this

has to do with anything.

My neck, it's hurtin' to

look up to you like this.

Do you mind sitting down?

That's better. Eye to eye.

That's the thing I miss

the most, I guess,

to be able to stand over

somebody and stare 'em down.

Those simple, small things in life

that I'm not able to do anymore.

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