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You tell him. When you're able.
John Book, I would appreciate it if, during the time you are with us, you would have as little to do with Samuel as possible.
Nobody meant any harm. The boy was curious. I unloaded the gun
It's not the gun. Don't you understand... It's you. What you stand for. That is not for Samuel.
Enjoying your reading?
Very interesting. I'm learning a lot about manure. What's that?
Your shirt and jacket are still stained with blood. I have them soaking.You can wear these.
Your husband's?
Yes. It's good that someone can have the use of them. Besides, in your clothes you'd stand out to strangers.
I should tell you these do not have buttons. See? Hooks and eyes.
Something wrong with buttons?
Buttons are Hochmut.
Hochmut?
Vain. Proud. Such a person is Hochmutsnarr. He is not plain.
Anything against zippers?
You make fun of me. Like the tourists. Driving by all the time. Some even come into the yard. Very rude. They seem to think we are quaint.
Quaint? Can't imagine why.
Where's the nearest telephone?
Telephone? The Gunthers across the valley. They're Mennonite. They have cars and refrigerators and telephones in the houses even.
No. I'd want a public phone.
Well... the store at Saltzburg... But you won't be going to Saltzburg for a while.
I'm going this morning.
But Stoltzfus said...
I know what he said.
You can go with Eli. He's taking Samuel to school. But you'll have to hurry.
The... bullets?
Oh. The bullets.
Eli is a fine carpenter. Best in the district. He and his father built the big house themselves forty years ago.
Oh? What happened to Hochstetler?
We had some lemonade and he left.
A real fireball.
You know carpentry?
I did some carpentry summers when I was going to school.
What else can you do?
I can whack people. I'm hell at whacking.
Whacking is not of much use on a farm.
Now hold on. There's a lot of people who think being a cop is a legitimate job.
I'm sorry. I'm sure it is.
Sure.
But... You may not be well enough.
I'll drink some more of Stoltzfus' tea.
When will you be going?
Not long... A few days.
Won him over just like that.
I see. But I hope you have a lot of sugar. Eli is ready to go to Zook's.
You should not bother with that birdhouse. If you're leaving tomorrow.
I'm leaving tonight. I'm going to need my clothes. And my gun.
There was a time when I thought you might have stayed.
There was.
There was a time when I would have welcomed it.
I know.
I was being foolish?
No. I was being unrealistic. Even thinking about living this life.
You're so sure of that?
Aren't you? After today?
I'm not so sure of anything as you are, John Book. You could live this life if you wanted to bad enough. Just as I could live yours!
Oh, come on, Rachel. No way.
There is always a way! But you are such a... a Glotzkopp you cannot see! You'd rather go back to that city! To nothing! No woman! No children! No land!
Land! Are you crazy? I'm no Amishman and I'm no farmer! I'm a cop. That's what I know and that's what I do!
What you do is take vengeance! Which is a sin against heaven!
That's your way, not mine.
That's God's way!
Well in the City of Philadelphia, God needs a little help!
I want you to take this... to remember by.
Where's my baggy pants?
Here. Whenever you want them.
How reliable is this kid?
Oh, he's good.
Amish.
Yeah.
What have you got?
Zenovitch was about to deliver a list of names tonight street chemists... the guys processing this P2P into speed.
So one of them got to him.
Maybe.
You know who?
Maybe.
You're still convinced there's a link to the department?
If there isn't I've just wasted the last six months.
That's the problem. We need results. The press is driving us crazy over this P2P thing. Calling us the 'speed capitol of the country'. You know the sort of thing. It's getting political. The Commissioner's getting very uneasy.
The Amish boy saw him, Paul. I'll make it, but Set Donahue and the Homicide Department off my back or they'll blow the whole thing.
When word gets out that Zenovitch was a cop, all hell will break lose. You've got 24 hours. That's all I can give you. 24 hours on your own. After that the case and the witness go back to the Homicide Department.
Tell you what... why don't you and that blonde what'shername come over for dinner Sunday. How 'bout that.
What'shername moved to Buffalo.
Well, anyway, don't get crazy. I'll do something for Zenovich's wife.
Last guy I would have figured. But he's part of it.
I hope you don't have any doubts about that.
If I did, I'd have kept my mouth shut... It fits, Paul... Fiftyfive gallons of P2P confiscated four years ago... Guess who was in on the collar? Mac. He salts it away somewhere... he knows the stuff is potent, but the street chemists haven't figured out how to process it. But they do now. And now the stuff is worth fivegrand a pint and there are a lot of pints in a fiftyfive gallon drum.
Who else knows?
Just us.
Okay, what are you going to need to clean it up
More people... Gotta pick up where Zenovich left off. People from outside the department.
Maybe the Bureau. Or those bastards at Treasury. I'll take care of it. I hate this shit, Johnny. You cut their balls off for me. I'm counting on you.
What's your first move?
A hot shower... I haven't changed clothes in two days.
Who else knows?
Just us.
You made a mistake, Paul. You shouldn't have taken Elton out.
How bad did Mac get you? We figured pretty bad.
I'm fine. I'm going to live a long time. That's what I called to tell you.
Johnny

You tell him. When you're able.

John Book, I would appreciate it if, during the time you are with us, you would have as little to do with Samuel as possible.

Nobody meant any harm. The boy was curious. I unloaded the gun

It's not the gun. Don't you understand... It's you. What you stand for. That is not for Samuel.

Enjoying your reading?

Very interesting. I'm learning a lot about manure. What's that?

Your shirt and jacket are still stained with blood. I have them soaking.You can wear these.

Your husband's?

Yes. It's good that someone can have the use of them. Besides, in your clothes you'd stand out to strangers.

I should tell you these do not have buttons. See? Hooks and eyes.

Something wrong with buttons?

Buttons are Hochmut.

Hochmut?

Vain. Proud. Such a person is Hochmutsnarr. He is not plain.

Anything against zippers?

You make fun of me. Like the tourists. Driving by all the time. Some even come into the yard. Very rude. They seem to think we are quaint.

Quaint? Can't imagine why.

Where's the nearest telephone?

Telephone? The Gunthers across the valley. They're Mennonite. They have cars and refrigerators and telephones in the houses even.

No. I'd want a public phone.

Well... the store at Saltzburg... But you won't be going to Saltzburg for a while.

I'm going this morning.

But Stoltzfus said...

I know what he said.

You can go with Eli. He's taking Samuel to school. But you'll have to hurry.

The... bullets?

Oh. The bullets.

Eli is a fine carpenter. Best in the district. He and his father built the big house themselves forty years ago.

Oh? What happened to Hochstetler?

We had some lemonade and he left.

A real fireball.

You know carpentry?

I did some carpentry summers when I was going to school.

What else can you do?

I can whack people. I'm hell at whacking.

Whacking is not of much use on a farm.

Now hold on. There's a lot of people who think being a cop is a legitimate job.

I'm sorry. I'm sure it is.

Sure.

But... You may not be well enough.

I'll drink some more of Stoltzfus' tea.

When will you be going?

Not long... A few days.

Won him over just like that.

I see. But I hope you have a lot of sugar. Eli is ready to go to Zook's.

You should not bother with that birdhouse. If you're leaving tomorrow.

I'm leaving tonight. I'm going to need my clothes. And my gun.

There was a time when I thought you might have stayed.

There was.

There was a time when I would have welcomed it.

I know.

I was being foolish?

No. I was being unrealistic. Even thinking about living this life.

You're so sure of that?

Aren't you? After today?

I'm not so sure of anything as you are, John Book. You could live this life if you wanted to bad enough. Just as I could live yours!

Oh, come on, Rachel. No way.

There is always a way! But you are such a... a Glotzkopp you cannot see! You'd rather go back to that city! To nothing! No woman! No children! No land!

Land! Are you crazy? I'm no Amishman and I'm no farmer! I'm a cop. That's what I know and that's what I do!

What you do is take vengeance! Which is a sin against heaven!

That's your way, not mine.

That's God's way!

Well in the City of Philadelphia, God needs a little help!

I want you to take this... to remember by.

Where's my baggy pants?

Here. Whenever you want them.

How reliable is this kid?

Oh, he's good.

Amish.

Yeah.

What have you got?

Zenovitch was about to deliver a list of names tonight street chemists... the guys processing this P2P into speed.

So one of them got to him.

Maybe.

You know who?

Maybe.

You're still convinced there's a link to the department?

If there isn't I've just wasted the last six months.

That's the problem. We need results. The press is driving us crazy over this P2P thing. Calling us the 'speed capitol of the country'. You know the sort of thing. It's getting political. The Commissioner's getting very uneasy.

The Amish boy saw him, Paul. I'll make it, but Set Donahue and the Homicide Department off my back or they'll blow the whole thing.

When word gets out that Zenovitch was a cop, all hell will break lose. You've got 24 hours. That's all I can give you. 24 hours on your own. After that the case and the witness go back to the Homicide Department.

Tell you what... why don't you and that blonde what'shername come over for dinner Sunday. How 'bout that.

What'shername moved to Buffalo.

Well, anyway, don't get crazy. I'll do something for Zenovich's wife.

Last guy I would have figured. But he's part of it.

I hope you don't have any doubts about that.

If I did, I'd have kept my mouth shut... It fits, Paul... Fiftyfive gallons of P2P confiscated four years ago... Guess who was in on the collar? Mac. He salts it away somewhere... he knows the stuff is potent, but the street chemists haven't figured out how to process it. But they do now. And now the stuff is worth fivegrand a pint and there are a lot of pints in a fiftyfive gallon drum.

Who else knows?

Just us.

Okay, what are you going to need to clean it up

More people... Gotta pick up where Zenovich left off. People from outside the department.

Maybe the Bureau. Or those bastards at Treasury. I'll take care of it. I hate this shit, Johnny. You cut their balls off for me. I'm counting on you.

What's your first move?

A hot shower... I haven't changed clothes in two days.

Who else knows?

Just us.

You made a mistake, Paul. You shouldn't have taken Elton out.

How bad did Mac get you? We figured pretty bad.

I'm fine. I'm going to live a long time. That's what I called to tell you.

Johnny