Hellbent

Eddie: Hey. I saw you today. At the tattoo shop? We talked about the murders? Do you remember?

Jake: Yeah, I do. I do remember. Eddie, what do you want?

Eddie: Like to know your name.

Jake: I bet you would, all right. Look, do I have a stalker? Cause I know you're definitely not a real cop.

Eddie: You know, it's Halloween. My handcuffs are real.

Jake: [unimpressed] Right on. Unfortunately you have no gun.

Eddie: No, I left it at home.

Jake: So you do shoot, then.

Eddie: Yeah, I do. A little. I used to shoot because I wanted to be a cop. But I didn't pass the physical. I hurt my eye.

Jake: Your eye looks fine.

Eddie: Well, it's not. Half my field of vision is gone. My depth perception is shot. Can't even drive.

Jake: You don't hit on guys much, do you?

Eddie: No.

Jake: [holds his hand out to shake after a slight uncomfortable pause] Look, I'm Jake.

Eddie: [shaking hands] What changed your mind?

Eddie: I wanted to see you shoot.