The Pawn

Logan: Turn around, Alex.

Alex Worland: How do you know my name?

Logan: Oh, I've been following you for days.

Alex Worland: Why would you follow me?

Logan: Cut the crap. I know all about you. Your work... Your wife... And this, your crime.

Alex Worland: That guy killed my friend, Domenic. Alright? And then he came at me.

Logan: That guy you snuffed had a name! He was real... I knew him... Craig was my brother... And now you're going to pay for it, you fucking piece of scum! You're going to bleed to death alone, just like Craig did.

Alex Worland: No, wait a minute. Look, I'm sorry about your brother. I had no choice. He attacked me, alright?

Logan: Get the fuck over there now! Get over there!

Alex Worland: Come on, please... Don't.

Logan: Try me.

Alex Worland: Please, don't. What, you're going to shoot me just because of a stupid accident?

Logan: That accident was my dead brother.

Alex Worland: Look, I'll go to the cops. Alright? I'll turn myself in.

Logan: Yeah, right. As if I'm going to let this one go to court. Now you stop stalling.

Alex Worland: Look, I'm sorry. I'm really sorry.

Logan: Sorry doesn't bring Craig back. Sorry doesn't do jack shit. Now shut the fuck up and move!

Logan: I want my brother to be the last thing you think of... You close your eyes and you think of Craig.

Logan: What now? You're going to kill my whole fucking family?

Alex Worland: Shut up! I don't want any more... You've just got to forget I had anything to do with your brother.