Thursday, December 2, 2010

You've done a good thing, National Board of Review

Jacki Weaver done gone and won some fancy award or somethin'! Who'da thunk it?

Hey Randall, before you go on, this boy who's currently being looked after, tell me if you agree with this, this boy who's being looked after... he knows who you are and you know how these things go. They're gonna ask him all sorts of questions about everythin' he's ever seen or done. Everyone he's ever met, the whole shamozzle. And you've done some bad things, Sweetie. Haven't ya?

I want this part to be clear, this is not about you doing me a favour or me blackmailing you or anything like that, it's just a bad situation for everyone. Esra's got the address, it shouldn't be too hard to set up a raid on the house. It'd be reasonable grounds what with all the strange activity, the comings and goings, day and night. One of the neighbours might have seen a gun or something. This is your area of expertise, I'm not trying to tell you how to suck eggs. What do you think?


Randall, I feel sick about this. I'm not happy at all, not one little bit. But we do what we have to do, we do what we must. Just because we don't wanna do something doesn't mean it can't be done.

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