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BUD: Yeah. Big guns. Weird, though. They all wore the

same kind of shoes, with like an up- side down Nike

symbol on them.

FRANK: And they acted like military?

MALE VOICE FROM DOORWAY: Frank! What the hell

are you doing here?

Frank and Bud turn to the speaker, CAPTAIN KILLAM,

face as mottled as alligator luggage, a big guy who looks

at Frank with suspicion, his natural look. Behind him, we

can see the COP guarding the hallway.

FRANK: (introducing him) Bud, this is my superior

officer, Captain Killam. They say he's got a decent side

to him, but I personally have never seen it.

CAPT. KILLAM: You're leaking, Frank. You got shot in

the gut. You should be on an IV.

FRANK: I am. And we both know who put me there. Bud

here's got the name of one of them.

CAPT. KILLAM: (knows where this leads) Shut your trap,

Frank -- this is not for public discussion.

FRANK: The public shouldn't know who's killing them?

CAPT. KILLAM: They picked the wrong house. (nods to

Bud) This man's neighbor controls the whole Philly crack

operation -- .

BUD: (curious) Yeah? Which neighbor?

FRANK: I don't care if his neighbor's Narco Guzman!

Those vigilantes are killers and busting killers is my job

no matter whose uniform they wear!