:23:03
She doesn't quite chop his head off
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She makes a Pez Dispenser out of him
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Then it's straight to business
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stretching the corpses on the alley floor and checking their pockets
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digging up cash when they find it
:23:22
I'm fishing around in Jackie Boy's pants. His wallet is packed
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Master Card, Discover, Platinum American Express
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And nearly 300 bucks worth of 20s that I'm not too proud to stuff into my own pockets
:23:36
Then I find an atom bomb
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Jackie Boy. You son of a bitch
:23:50
There was a helicopter that kicked up such a racket I couldn't quite make out what she said
:23:56
I thought Shellie said "Stop"
:23:58
She said "Cop"
:24:01
Detective Lieutenant Jack Rafferty
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"Iron Jack", the papers call him
:24:08
A goddamn hero cop
:24:13
It's hell for years, the shaky truce
:24:16
The cops get a slice of the profits and free entertainment when they throw a party
:24:20
The girls get to administer their own brand of justice
:24:23
They get to defend their own turf
:24:26
If a cop blunders into the neighborhood and he's not shopping for what the girls are selling
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They send him packing
:24:33
But they send him back alive
:24:35
That's the rules
:24:37
That's the truce
:24:39
The cops stay out
:24:42
That keeps the girls free to keep the pimps and the mob out
:24:46
Old Town will be left wide open
:24:48
It'll be war
:24:50
The streets will run red with blood
:24:54
women's blood
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The cops
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The mob. Things are going to go back to the way they used to be