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[Sound of rain on concrete. Footsteps approaching]
[orchestra swells]
[footsteps quicken, then suddenly stop]
[rain beating down]
VOICE: What are you…Put down that shovel…
[wet, sticky thud, like a melon cracking open]
[body splashes to ground, upsetting trash can]
[dog barking]
[theme song]
Announcer: Welcome to Andrew Avery’s “Thugs, Mugs, and Slugs” Radio Mystery Hour! Featuring the Stinking, Rotten, No-Good, Back-Stabbing Rats!
[ocean waves swelling and receding]
[fog horn]
Nasal voice: Oh th…there you are, Johnny. Hi, Eddie. Christ, what a night to meet you on the Bay. What’s up?
Wheezing voice: Sorry, kid, it ain’t good. Come down here by the water with us.
Nasal: Wh…What’s up?
[sea gulls]
Wheezing: You know you loused things up last week, kid.
Nasal: I know, Johnny, I told you. I thought we were okay. I’ll fix it, I…I just need some time…
Wheezing: I know, kid, I know. I talked with the fellas. It’s a no-go.
Nasal: Johnny, c’mon, please, I’m beggin’ ya, I just need Wait, whoa, what are you…Eddie, c’mon, hey. Let go of me, Eddie. Please, just a minute, all right?
[sound of scuffle]
Nasal: C’mon, WAIT. Johny.
[ocean waves swell]
Wheezing: In the water, Eddie.
Nasal: No, wait! I’m begging you…PLEASE…
[splashing]
Nasal: Johnny, please, blurble…
[splashes]
Wheezing: Keep his head down in there.
[splashes. splashes thin and quiet]
Wheezing: That’s it. Just keep him there a few minutes. OH SHIT!
[splashes]
Wheezing: Eddie, he’s got a knife…
[sound of punctured skin]
[sound of squirting vein]
[splash of body falling in, body stepping out]
Wheezing: SHIT! EDDIE! OH JESUS!
[panting, gasping for air, splashes]
Nasal (panting): You fuckers…fuh, fuh, Johnny, god damn it…fuh…
Wheezing: Cool down, kid… You really opened that jugular Oh Jesus, Eddie…
Nasal: STAY BACK! Fuh, fuh…Just stay the fuck away from me, you fucker…
Wheezing: Johnny, settle down, all right? Eddie’s still alive…
[gentle splashes]
Wheezing: Oh Christ…Just settle down for a minute…Look at his…
Nasal: FUCK EDDIE, and STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME.
Wheezing: Kid, where you gonna go? Listen to me…
Nasal: Don’t try to follow me.
[ocean waves, footsteps receding]
[rustling clothing. Gun cocking]
Wheezing: Kid.
[gun firing]
Nasal: GHhhh
[body collapsing to ground in sand]
Wheezing: Sorry, kid. But where were you gonna go?
[seagulls, ocean waves]
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