*Staring out the window of his office in Downtown, over-shadowing the local gang*
*Looks down at his scotch*
They think you're crazy.
I know.
*takes a sip*
Kind of tough being the only one on your plain, aint it?
Don't start.
Was just saying.
Leave us alone.
What? Was only saying.
*Leans against the window*
You're thinking of her again.
I know.
It's a happy memory too, of you holding her.
Yes.
But what about the memory of her crying, the mascara running down her cheek like the blood from her che....
Stop.
Why do you do that to us?
*Laughs*
Was it worth it?
Was what worth it?
Helping him raise his army.
It has it's moments...
Oh?
It does.
You miss your children's laughter, don't you?
Quiet.
Were not the bad guy here....
I know, but what can I do?
Get the ones who are. We can get them, and we can fix our situation, it'll be two birds with one stone.
You'll get to see them again....
What other options do we have?
We could talk to those.
Not much for going out with a pill...
The pill first, and if all else fails, go out with a bang.