Sin City
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1:10:01
This time I can't bring myself to tell him to shut up
1:10:05
Sure he's an asshole. Sure he's dead
1:10:11
Sure that I'm just imagining that he's talking
1:10:15
None of that stops the bastard from being absolutely right
1:10:19
I don't have a chance in hell of outrunning this cop
1:10:22
Not in this heap
1:10:25
Pull over!
1:10:28
The only question left is whether I'm going to kill him or not
1:10:32
Tough call
1:10:35
For all I know, he's an honest cop, regular guy
1:10:38
working stiff with a mortgage, a wife, and a pile of kids
1:10:42
My hand moves on its own, sliding 1 of my guns to my lap and thumbing back the hammer
1:10:51
I don't know what to do
1:10:52
You better stop. You're making him mad
1:10:57
Whatever you say
1:11:07
You're friend here. Party a little too hard tonight?
1:11:13
I'm the designated driver
1:11:21
Well, you're driving with a busted tail light
1:11:29
I'll let you off with a warning
1:11:39
What next?
1:11:45
The tank goes dry a quarter mile from the pits
1:11:49
I shove the T-Bird the rest of the way
1:11:53
A few minutes more work and it'll all be over
1:11:56
Jackie Boy will go into the damn tar pits

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