\u201cYou\u2019re my pal, Hutch.\u201d<\/p>\n
That\u2019s a start, but he can\u2019t\u2026 Holy shit! He didn\u2019t leave it lyin\u2019 like a stranded fish, he took it! We gotta live through this now. We just gotta!<\/em><\/p>\n Wait! What the hell did she say? <\/em><\/p>\n \u201cLady! Lady, please. I\u2019m busy\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n Pay attention, Starsky! Listen to what she\u2019s sayin\u2019. Hutch sure as Hell is. She recognizes someone. Bellamy! It was Bellamy all along? Oh, shit! Fuck! And God-bloody-damn! We were there hours ago! But we missed something.<\/em> So what if you can\u2019t feel our feet and can hardly move our legs, I\u2019ll work \u2018em for ya! Get up! Move!<\/em><\/p>\n Stay awake, Starsky. We\u2019re in the car. We\u2019re on our way to make Bellamy tell us everything. Wake up!<\/em><\/p>\n \u2018Can\u2019t.\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n Don\u2019t fuckin\u2019 tell me you can\u2019t, boyo, I\u2019m here, too, remember? I\u2019m here and I ain\u2019t leavin\u2019! Not while there\u2019s a chance now. That broad I.D.\u2019d Bellamy. Hutch shoulda dropped us at the hospital but there wasn\u2019t time. We\u2019re here now, so you\u2019re gonna do your part, whether you got the strength left or not. I do, an\u2019 I\u2019m runnin\u2019 the show now! <\/em><\/p>\n Get up these stairs! Crawl, if that\u2019s what it takes! There, he came back and helped us up that one. We gotta do the rest ourselves. He\u2019s dyin\u2019, too, maybe. If we quit now you think he\u2019ll make it? I\u2019m beginnin\u2019 t\u2019 think he won\u2019t. Your silly declarations an\u2019 puny li\u2019l floppin\u2019-fish hand gesture coulda told him more than I thought. And maybe when he held us, twice, at Janos\u2019 studio, cradled us in his strong arms, held on and tried to take the pain away, maybe, just maybe\u2026 But we gotta get up these stairs! Do it! <\/em><\/p>\n \u201cThe roof!\u201d<\/p>\n Did she say the roof? Our hearin\u2019 ain\u2019t too good, but Hutch just gripped our arm before he headed that way. Pretty sure he said, <\/em>\u201cStay here!\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHas he got a gun?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes. He made me lie.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201c\u2018s terrific.\u201d<\/p>\n More stairs, but we don\u2019t have a choice now. Bellamy has the answer to everything. And the antidote! But she said he\u2019s armed. There\u2019s no way in Hell that Hutch\u2019ll shoot him. That canon o\u2019 his could kill the muthafucker with a crease. He\u2019ll never take the chance. He won\u2019t shoot. You know that! <\/em><\/p>\n Oh, fuck! Shit, shit, shit! Bellamy has Hutch pinned down. <\/em><\/p>\n Can\u2019t see to aim, can ya? Well, here, lemme do it. I\u2019ll get the bastard for ya. Even if he is our last hope, we can\u2019t let Hutch die! We won\u2019t!\u2026 There. We did it. Congratulations, kid. <\/em><\/p>\n \u201cThanks, buddy. What\u2019d you have to do that for? He was the only guy that knew.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSeemed like a good idea at the time.\u201d<\/p>\n There ya go again, smartass. Denyin\u2019 your feelings, pushin\u2019 him away. So, yeah, go ahead, slide down the doorframe. We\u2019re through. Might as well let go.<\/em><\/p>\n But no, he\u2019s not lettin\u2019 us go! He\u2019s holdin\u2019 onto us. Okay, we might as well hang on a little longer. His eyes are so blue. And scared. Well, keep our own eyes open and \u2018talk\u2019 to him, tell him that way. No? Can\u2019t right now? Maybe in a little while then. <\/em><\/p>\n Ready to open your eyes again? Good, \u2018cause that gaunt doctor\u2019s just told Hutch we\u2019ve bought the farm. They\u2019re gonna take us upstairs for the final countdown. Never gonna see this guy again, this person who\u2019s wormed his way into our life, our heart, our soul even. I know. \u2018Cause I\u2019m here, too.<\/em><\/p>\n \u201cHey, buddy, I\u2026 I have to go now.\u201d<\/p>\n But, shit, he ain\u2019t leavin\u2019. One more look in those gorgeous blue eyes then. <\/em>\u201cOkay\u2026 Hey?\u201d Oops, no more vocal chords? So what? Tell \u2018im anyway. You two talk without words all the time. Tell \u2018im now! Let \u2018im hear those thoughts!<\/em><\/p>\n \u2018Good times, huh, babe?\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n \u2018The best, Starsk.\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n \u2018Gotta tell ya somethin\u2019.\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n \u2018What\u2019s that?\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n \u2018I\u2026\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n Aw, shit, kid! Don\u2019t crap out now. You were doin\u2019 good. Finish it!<\/em><\/p>\n \u2018I love you.\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n \u2018I know. Guess I\u2019ve always known. I love you, too.\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n \u2018Ya do?\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n Oh, fuck! Goddamn doctor interrupted.<\/em><\/p>\n \u201cYeah, yeah\u2026 okay, okay.\u201d<\/p>\n I\u2019m snickerin\u2019 here \u2018cause our Hutch is pissed. Nothin\u2019 he can do, \u2018o course, they shooed him out.<\/em><\/p>\n But ya did good, kid. Got it said anyway. Who knows? If he can work a miracle, maybe you two can figure it out. Later. Somehow. At least you know he feels the same way. Kinda makes ya wanna hang on a little longer, don\u2019t it? Does me, for sure. And it seems like I\u2019m the one in change right now. So listen up, Sergeant Starsky. We are not going to die. At least not right away. We are going to cling to this precarious, precious life we\u2019ve been flingin\u2019 around as if it weren\u2019t. Precious, that is. <\/em><\/p>\n We are going to maintain. Breathe. In and out. Again. Hutch ain\u2019t gonna give up, you know that. He loves you, too. And as we all know, where there\u2019s love, kid, there\u2019s hope.<\/em><\/p>\n You love each other END<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" \u201cIf this was a cowboy movie, I\u2019d give ya my boots.\u201d Oh, that\u2019s brilliant, Starsky! We\u2019re fuckin\u2019 dyin\u2019 here and the best you can do is a stupid reference to childhood escapism? Tell him, for Chris\u2019 sake! Sure, the squad … Continue reading
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