Unlawful Entry Page #5

Did you do that? Did you do that?

OK. I'm sorry, man. OK?

F*** off!

He doesn't want to hear you're sorry.

He wants to kick your ass!

Guess what, scumbag?

I'm gonna let him.

- Ready?

- What?

What are you waiting for?

Let's go.

Are you serious?

Yeah! You said you wanted

to rip his f***ing heart out!

Well, yeah, yeah.

But, I mean, that was...

just talking.

Tell him. Say it!

Say how you wanted that uptown p*ssy.

- Is that what you wanted? Say it!

- No, man.

Say it! Tell him!

Whatever you say, man.

Come here!

Don't f***ing resist me!

Don't you resist me!

Now, walk!

I said walk.

I just gave you the OK.

You don't even have to touch him.

I wasn't going to hurt nobody, man.

Shut up.

Come on!

Come on, Michael. It's OK, listen.

He resisted, he gets hit. Sh*t happens.

Come on, Pete. You got him.

Nice going. Just take him in.

Michael...

He put a knife to Karen's throat.

Are you going to let him

get away with that?

Come on! Hit the motherf***er!

- Pete...

- Hit him!

He's just...

Hey, no. I'm not doing this.

Hey!

Motherf***er!

Pete! Pete! Jesus, that's enough!

Honey?

Michael?

Yeah. It's me.

How did it go?

Boy, what a screwed-up night.

What happened?

It was just... It was weird.

I went with the guys on a few calls.

Got to watch them be cops.

We dropped Roy off

and Pete had a little surprise for me.

The guy who broke in here.

- He caught him?

- He did a little more than that.

- The guy's in jail?

- Hospital's more likely.

He beat the living sh*t out of this guy,

which is what I was supposed to do.

- I don't understand.

- Pete was showing off for me.

He had it all set up, so I could be

the big man and nail the guy.

Michael, I'm just glad it's over.

Yeah.

Are you sure you're OK?

Yeah.

What's the matter, huh?

Just...

I think our cop friend

is a little too tightly wound,

that's all.

Do you think you might be

overreacting a little bit?

Not really.

I feel like a big weight's been lifted.

Yeah. I'm glad you feel better.

But I'm serious.

I don't want him here anymore.

You're upset and I understand,

but shouldn't we give him the

benefit of the doubt?

Maybe he got rough,

but you're acting like Pete's

the criminal.

Am I? I was there, Karen. I saw it.

I don't care what you think.

We stay away from this guy.

You don't care what I think?

Fine. I won't bother thinking.

- Knock it off.

- No, you knock it off!

I'm sorry,

but I don't share your sympathy

for the man who broke in here

and put a goddamn knife to my throat.

Hi. Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you.

It's OK.

Can I talk to you for a minute?

Please?

Just let me get my robe.

You really should

put a lock on that gate.

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