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hwpI need to talk to that motherfucker!
You hear me?
I want to talk to that fucker right now!
I want that motherfucker!
(gun cocks)
(man) You find that bastard now.
or I am gonna...
Im gonna shoot my whore wife.
and Im gonna shoot the boy!
Joe, just relax.
Relax. Were looking
for your wifes boyfriend,
- and Im gonna find him, all right?
- You want to help me?
Which one do I shoot first? Do I shoot
the whore. or do I shoot the whores boy?
Huh? You help me choose!
No, no, Joe,
nobody wants to hear gunshots in there.
You scare us all out here.
Now look.
Ive been trying to help you all day.
All right. You want me to help you,
you gotta help me.
You dont know what its like. man.
You do not know what its like.
You do not know what Ive been through.
You dont know what Im going through.
You dont think I got the balls. do you?
I know you got the balls, Joe.
- No. you dont think Im gonna do it.
- Joe, you got the gun.
You can do whatever you want.
(helicopter hovers)
I feel so tired. man.
When in Christ am I gonna sleep?
I know youre tired, Joe.
Youve been up all night.
Come on. Let me come down there.
- What do you say?
- No! No. no!
- Fuck you!
- (hangs up phonedial tone)
You all right?
I hate this fucking guy.
Jeff, Im leaning toward an entry.
We know the boys in his room. If we move
now, we got a % chance of saving him.
- Were giving up on the mom?
- Shes % at best.
Jeff, we gotta move on the boy.
Its the only choice.
- This ones getting away from him.
- Shrink-wrap, dont talk like Im not here.
- Weve been here for hours.
- Fucking new guy.
Everybody calm down.
Were all tired.
Id just steer Joe away from the subject
of choice. Choosing represents...
Tell me something I dont fucking know.
Wait, wait.
- I hear crying.
- The boys awake.
Weve gotta keep the boy in his bedroom.
(Joe) Shut up, Sean. Shut up!
(speed-dials numberJoes phone ringing)
Hey, Joe. Its me, Jeff. Im back on.
Listen, let Seans mom
take care of him, all right?
Hes such a little shit. you know?
Hes a little shit.
Hes probably hungry.
cause he wakes up and he just whines...
- Tell you what. Let me do you a favor.
...till that bitch feeds him.
Find out what Sean likes to eat,
and Ill send it in.
Him and his mom can eat in the bedroom
while me and you fix this thing.
- What do you say?
- Sean!
The cops want to know
what you want to eat. so get in here.
- The boys moving from his bedroom.
- (Joe) Get in here!
Our guys put him at %.
.
.
(Sean) Hello?
Sean.
Hey. this is Jeff Talley.
Son. I need you to move back
to your bedroom. OK? Right now.
- Mr. Talley?
- Yes?
Are you gonna save us?
Yeah, Sean. Im gonna save you.
Now I know why you couldnt choose.
Its because God
decided everything already.
Me and the whore are gonna go to hell.
- No, Joe. Just... Look, relax. Just relax.
- But my boys gonna go to heaven.
Im sorry. Jeff.
- Joe, listen.
- (hangs up)
(speed-dials number)
Come on, Joe. Pick it up. Pick it up.
- (man) I hear ringing.
- (Jeff) Pick it up.
- Its just ringing.
- (Jeff) Pick it up, Joe.
Jeff? Hes saying something.
- (man) We got movement!
- Fuck!
- Wheres your shot?
- (man) We lost the shot.
- Where do you want it?
- Side one, opening two.
- Ill put him there.
- O my God. at the end of this day.
Im heartily thankful
for all the graces Ive received.
Im so sorry for all the sins
Ive committed against you.
Please forgive me. O God.
And graciously protect me
at the end of this night.
Blessed Virgin Mary. my heavenly mother.
please take me under your protection.
(Jeff) Joe! Hey, its me, Jeff...
And St. Joseph.
Im outside your house!
Saints of God. please pray for me.
Just come to the window
and talk to me! Come on!
- Amen.
- Its me, Jeff! Just come on!
Joe, only God has the right to decide
who lives and who dies!
And he hasnt decided!
Joe! It doesnt have to end now!
I know you can hear me!
Joe, just come to the window
and talk to me!
Come on, pray with me.
Ill pray with you. Come on.
Come on. Just shoot me. Shoot me.
Come on, Im right here. Just come to
the window. Come on, I know this prayer.
St. Joseph, dear God...
- Joe!
- (gunshot)
(gunshot)
Fuck.
Sean?
Sean?
Medic!
(labored breathing)
(Sean stops breathing)
(siren wailing)
(door being broken down)
(man) Everybody stand down.
Get the EMTs.
(girl) Cause its not fair.
My life sucks since Dad moved up here.
(woman) Weve all had
to make adjustments.
Its just as hard on your father.
(girl) Oh, bullshit, Mom. He loves it here.
He thinks Bristo Caminos nice.
(mother) Can we talk about this in the car?
(girl) No, Mom.
Why cant you tell him to come back to LA?
(mother) His job is here, Amanda.
His home is here,
and when we visit, its our home too.
(Amanda) Its not my home
and itll never be my home!
Mom, dont you get it?
I fucking hate it here!
- Dont swear, and keep your voice down.
- What about me?
Bathrooms free.
(Amanda) Why dont you guys
just get divorced?
Freezie, come on.
Its OK. Im not finished with it yet.
Sorry for all the shouting.
Well... She had to get me to hear her
somehow, di
