Back to IMSDb. The web's largest movie script resource! Search IMSDb. The breaks occurred a lifetime ago, healed uneven. I wear a white tropical button-down, a Republican-gold Rolex, a pirate-patch over what was my left eye. I'm old.
And all I have left is the will to remember Below me is a week-old L. The Matriarch's picture in the middle. Lift my eyes back to my reflection. I betrayed sacred oaths. I reaped profit from horror. The names are dead or too guilty to tell. The events so brutal they beg to be re-told Same guy? A hard jab bashes the Pug out of frame.
Lieutenant Dave Klein, Vice Division. That's what my face looked like before. My point of view now: Irish Pug on the business end of this bantam Black's combos.
A partner I never asked for. The scowl meant to hide a shit-scared kid who'd been teaching evidence classes three months ago. ME Mid-fight? Look at the crowd: you wanna be at the center of a riot? I hate the way panic smells when I stand this close to it. Led through the double doors.
Sanderline spooks, steps back. Turn and make sure Junior sees the fire in my eyes, keep staring at Junior as I speak to Sanderline again: 3.
