Marvel's The Punisher

You should've stayed in your hole, Bill.

God...

- Stop the car. - What?

- Stop the car. Stop the car. - No way, man!

What are you, out of your goddamn mind?

Stop the car! I said stop the car!

No way, man.

Now.

Hey!

God damn it.

Shit.

You do this to me, Frank?

Shit.

I said...

...did you do this to me?

You're goddamn right I did!

Shit.

Strike team, move out! Move out!

Everybody, careful!

Put down your weapon!

Put down your weapon!

Three o'clock! Over there!

Move out! Move out!

Down! Down! Down!

Let's go! Billy! Get in!

Billy, now! Move!

Get out of the way!

Drop the gun, Frank! Drop it!

Kick it over.

Now get on your knees.

Nice and slow.

It's been a while, Frank.

Sir, I'm gonna need you to let him go now.

Who the hell are you?

I'm the guy with the AR-10 pointed at your head.

Frank, let's go.

You're going after the wrong guy.

New York doesn't need your shit again.

If I leave this alley, you gonna follow me?

You better believe it.

Frank!

Yeah.

I apologize.

For what?

Now, Frank! Let's move!

God damn, that was insane!

You guys okay?

Man, what the hell just happened?

Ask the maniac in the car.

How much you think we got?

We gotta count it first, dumbass.

And you?

Nice work, brother.

Thought that crazy old bitch was gonna screw us.

- Was that grenade real? - Sure was.

Shit. I thought it was a fake. Who is this dude?

He's the asshole who nearly got us caught.

You even listening?

What the hell was the Punisher doing there, you crazy son of a bitch?

Let's just make the cut and get out of here.

You'll get your cut like the rest of us. Right, Billy?

It seems I'm due a little bit more than the rest of you guys.

We split this up even, fair and square. That was the deal.

You should've stayed in your hole, Bill.

Yeah, it's me.

Billy, what do you say?

Wait. Why are you asking him?

This jigsaw-faced bastard almost got us busted.

This whole thing went sideways 'cause you lost your shit.

Screw all this. Let's just split it.

Anybody else got a problem with the way that I do things?

You're good.

I just took a shot at a New York City police officer.

Jesus Christ, Frank. What are we doing, man?

How long you think it's gonna take for them to figure out

who Frank Castle's one-legged black friend is, huh?

I hate to say this, Curt, but, um... there is somebody else, you know.

Screw you, Frank.

Screw you.

Look, I got a bunch of 'em. What do you want?

I got a bunch of black one-legged friends. I mean, I have what I have.

That's a lie. That's a lie.

Yeah, you're the only one for me, Curtis.

I told you to stay in the car.

I did. I did.

Until I saw a sniper about to blow your head off.

You see, here's the thing, Frank...

You keep telling people to stay out of it,

but they care about you, whether you like it or not.

- And I wasn't about to see you die. - Yeah.

I'd have been all right.

Bullshit! That guy would have shot your head off.

You know, when I saw Bill,

he looked at me like...

like nothing had changed, you know?

Like we were still friends.

I'm telling you, when I drew on him, he was shocked, you know?

He was...

It was like he was hurt.

You know, he was all confused.

Like I had betrayed him.

I looked at his face...

I saw Maria, I saw the kids...

Saw how we always used to be together. You know? We were...

We were family, you know?

I swear to God, he saw it, too.

I'll tell you right now, Curt, he does not know what he did.

He doesn't. I saw that.

You know, I had the shot...

and I froze.

It was just for a second, but then it was too late.

...getaway car. It's the garage on 19th.

It's got two DBs, no sign of anyone else.

This is Mahoney. Secure the scene. I'm on the way.

Let's go.

Krista!

Krista.

Please, please open the door.

Krista, please let me in.

Please...

I thought you were gone.

I thought a lot of things.

And none of them were real.

You can't come and go as you please.

Yeah, I got nowhere else to go.

You want me to beg, I'll beg.

Krista. Krista!

Where have you been?

It doesn't matter.

It looks like it matters. What's in the bag?

No, it doesn't matter. None of it... None of it matters!

All this! All this was Frank Castle! Frank...

Your friend, Frank?

Friend?

He...

He tried to kill me.

I couldn't see.

That skull...

That skull that I dream about every night, he wears it on his chest.

Every night! Every night, coming at me and coming at me. It was him!

It was him! But I couldn't see!

Why? Why? Why would he...

Why... why would he do that?

Why would he do any of it? I don't understand. I don't understand!

I mean, I know now that it was him.

But I don't feel it!

I mean, I know, but I... but I don't know.

I mean, here, but not here.

And he was my best friend.

My best friend.

But he was pointing a gun at me.

Sorry.

I'm so sorry.

But I don't know what else to do.

And you're...

you're the only one... who can help me.

You're the only one.

Anton Reed.

The hostage.

Shit.

Bet poor Anton didn't see this coming when he showed up for work today.

Now, this guy... could be one of the gang.

Could be somebody else just got in the way.

Russo's cold... or crazy or both.

Let's get forensics down to check for fingerprints or whatever.

I wanna find out also how long has he been working at that check-cashing place.

What's up, man?

Let's go. We gotta drive.

What did you see? What's up?

I saw bodies.

He shot the hostage, Curt.

Curtis, we've got to get off this road. Okay?

I need you to try to keep it together now. We gotta get off this road.

- We gotta move. - I had a shot.

When he was on the street coming at you,

- I had a shot, man. - Yeah.

I could've killed him. I could've killed him, man.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, don't do that. All right?

- That hostage would be alive right now. - What are you doing that for?

Shit happens. Shit happens. You know that.

What are you talking about? What are we talking about here, huh?

We are out, man!

We did our time, we served,

we pulled the trigger when we had to, and we followed orders.

But this, this is different.

And everything about this is so wrong! Can you see that, Frank?

Huh? Us sitting here, right now, having this conversation.

And it's not even over.

I got Delia wondering where the hell I'm at.

Thinking I'm some douchy asshole for leaving her hanging.

And what am I supposed to say to her, man?

"Oh, sorry, I got an old pal I need to kill,

and I'll be back before you know it."

I wish that we could...

We gotta go. Yeah, we gotta get off this road.

Kid! It's Frank!

Kid!

Shit.

Kid?

Shit.