New York Dust

NEW YORK DUST

tl by molokidan

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Saruwatari Tetsuya

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"You wanna know what's in this rotting, festering town? You wanna know what's here? Eight million ways to die." -Lawrence Block, "Eight Million Ways to Die."

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?: It's Turkey! It's the Jap Turkey!
J: UOOHHHHHHHHHH!

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J: UOOOHHHH

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Black: Two Months Ago
* Line: Pit Bull - a terrier commonly trained for guarding purposes.
G: Those two will be the guards.
G: Two pit bulls!

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P(2b): If the sniper shoots the pit bulls, we'll invade instantly. Turkey and Balboa will tighten up the outside.
T: OK, leave it to me!
Box: Taki Rentarou (Nickname: Turkey)
Born in Japan, but married an American wife. One daughter. After receiving his green card, he entered a police academy, and graduated with the lowest score. After spending some time in a South Bronx substation, he was transfered to the drug unit, where he is now.
P: What?!
P: Get in there!

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G: It's the po-po!
G: Son of a bitch!
G: Gyamuuu!
G: Hiiieee!

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T: Don't move!
G: You fuckin' Jap!
T: Keh!
T: You ain't getting away!

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G: Hieee!
T: Don't fuck with the Japanese!

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T: Any resistance and you're getting popped!
G: Hiiee! Don't shoot!
G: I have a sick mother!
T: Eh?
T: Kuh!
G: Hyahaha! Diiiieeeeee!

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B: Turkey...I told you never to let your guard down until the end, didn't I?
T: You saved me, Balboa!
T(small): I thought I was about to go see my deceased grandmother!
T(2b): But wow, you're on the ball as usual. 3 shots to the vitals in an instant!
B: Guns are meant to be shot, not used as bludgeons.
T: Ahhh...it just feels right to me to use them like that! Kakakaka!

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B: Carlos, how are things inside?
C(2b): Keh! Fuck if I know! All I got is one hand full of coke and the other hand full of wannabe gangsters! The boss, Lucianno, ain't here either!
C: Hm?
C: It's a bomb! Run for it!

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Box: Lucianno's Estate
L: Gefera, gefera! Once that place burns up there'll be no trace of any evidence-gera!
L: No one can possibly catch me-gera! Gefera, gefera!

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M: But there's a man on the force who's just burning to get his hands on you.
L: I'll just buy him off with money, like I did with you!
L(small): Here's your pay for today-gera!
L: And if that doesn't work, smoke his ass!

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B: Not too shabby, Turkey!
T: I can hit a target fine, but for some reason I always miss when it's a real person, kakakaka!

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B: Don't lose your cool, Carlos.
C: Don't lose my cool?! I've been tracking that Lucianno bastard for half a year, and then that shit happens!
C: Lucianno is the man who controls all the drug smuggling that goes on here in the Bronx!
C: Women, children, it doesn't matter! If they have money, that Corsican son of a bitch will sell it to them!
C: He thinks he can pay off anyone. He even has connections with the police! That's why we're having so much trouble tailing him.
C: There's probably even one or two people here in South Bronx that are under his control!
C: But I'm not giving up yet!
C(2b): I'm going to exterminate every last inch of him, starting with the bastards he's employing here in our unit!

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T: Carlos, how about coming to my place tonight?
T: I wanna have a party.
C: Party?
T: Ah, well, you know, it's because I just recently had a second kid...
C: You little...your wife's a hottie, so I bet you're banging her every night, aren't ya?!
C(small): You lucky asshole!
T: Wahhh, don't hit me for real!
W: Pregnancy makes my tastebuds weaker, so I'm not sure how good it tastes...
T: IF you made it, there's no way it could be bad!

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T(2b): Look, I'll take care of the rest, so why don't you go relax for a while? Take good care of that body!
K: Papa's so nice, isn't he, mama?
W: That's right! There's only one person as nice as papa in this world!
T: Nahahaha!
W: Sandy~!
T: Ah...ahh, hey, the kid's watching us!

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C(small): Doot-doo-doot...
C: Uuu!
L: Gefera, gefera! So you're Carlos!
C: Y...you're...!!

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L: We'll be in trouble, you know...if someone like you is snooping around all the time.
C: Y...you bastard!
L: Come now, Carlos...humans should join hands and be nice to each other, shouldn't they-gera?
L: Even the Americans and the Soviets are being nice to each other these days-gera! The police and the mafia should do the same-gera!
C: Fuck you!
C: Ugahhh!

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L: Gefera, gefera! You're one dumb piece of shit, aren't you-gera?
C: Ugggh...
L: C'mon, shoot him a goodbye shot.
B: OK, boss.
C: Y...you!?

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T: You're late, Balboa!
B: Ah, yeah, I had something to care of.
W: I heard about you from my husband, Balboa. You saved him again, right?
T: Yeah! It's because I always get support from people like you and Carlos that a guy like me can continue being an officer!
T: I'm always thanking you two! Heheheh!
B: Hahaha! Thanks to you, Carlos and I have become better shots.
T: Hey, Sandy, mind if I have a drink too?
S: None for you!
S(small): Here's some milk.
K: Hey, papa! Read me a story before I go to bed!
T: Alrighty!

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B: So the turkey's banned from alcohol as usual?
S(2b): Of course! When the turkey drinks, it's like he becomes a completely different person...rampaging around, no one can stop him. It's like a case of Jekyll and Hyde.
S: As long as he doesn't drink, he's the nicest person in the world.
T(2b): U...uu...s...so it became Christmas m...morning...a...and Neluo and Patrache went to the c...church in Ant...Antwerp...and und...underneath the p...painting...
T: Uoooohhhhhhh! What a sad story!!
K: I can't sleep like this!
B: But for a policeman, that niceness can be a fatal flaw.
B: The area assigned to us in the South Bronx substation is a high crime area, even within the Bronx. Murderers are everywhere, calling people "mushrooms" and shooting just because they're in the way. Tuberculosis contractions are at an 80& high, unemployment 80%, and 90% of girls from age 12-18 have syphilis, most of them junkies.

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B: Emotion doesn't do a thing to them, they just answer violence with more violence.
B: If a man can't learn to pull the trigger without restraint like Carlos and I, they won't be able to live on in a world like that.
C: One shot in his clavicle, and one in his breast.
C: One in his forehead and possibly three more buried there.
C: Looking at the way his head was opened up, the bullets used on his head seem to be hollow points.

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T: Ca...Carlos!
T: N...no way!
D: Do you know why Carlos was so insistent on catching Lucianno, turkey?
D: Carlos's younger sister got burned out off drugs he was distributing. She's in a rehab clinic now, but is essentially a vegetable.
D: The sad part is, his sister's only 12.

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D: This was sitting next to the corpse when we found it.
D: I assume it's some kind of present for you.
T: Uoohhhhhhhh! Carlosssss!

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T: What!? Carlos was working with Lucianno?!
B: Lucianno found out about the tape and killed Carlos!
B: The tape detailed information about the drug ring in South America that supplies Lucianno and about the explosives that were used in the past incident.
B: He was working a side-business, cleaning dirty money at a casino. Following the trail of the funds, the reason why he died is crystal clear.
B: And the tape?
T(2b): The master tape is an important piece of evidence, so I hid it! This is a copy!
T(2b): As long as we have that, we can get our hands on Lucianno! We can get revenge for Carlos!

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B: I'm afraid I can't let you do that.
B: Lucianno is an important sponsor of mine.
T: Ba...Balboa!

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L: Gefera, gefera! Where did you hide the master tape?!

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T: Fuck you!
L: You damn Jap!
L: Cough it up!
L: Fhiiiii! What a stubborn bastard!
T: Ba...Balboa...w.....why?
T: Why would you...
T: WHYYYYY?!


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B: Hmph! I'm sick of being a policeman.
B: Always being stared at with cold eyes from the people in town...even if we arrest criminals, more just start appearing.
B: No matter how many we shut up, more and more will crawl out from the cracks, just like maggots!
B: Even if Lucianno is put away, another organization will just appear.
B: And if that's the case, then I'm better off working with Lucianno and getting rid of small-time crooks with a little extra pay on the side.
T: M...money?
T: You did all this for money?
B: Hmph! I'm just doing what anyone else would!
B: This isn't a peaceful place like Japan! You can't just walk around spouting off ideal things and expect them to come true!

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L(2b): Gefera, gefera! I didn't want to kill you like Carlos, but you'd better cough up the whereabouts of the tape or else!
T(2b): A...are you...are you the one who killed Carlos?
T: Did you kill Carlos and then come over to my place?!
B: Fufufufu! That's right! You got a problem with that, ya Jap turkey?!

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B: Let's go, Lucianno.
L: H...hey! What about the tape?
B: This man loves his family. If we get our hands on his wife, he'll tell us anything.
T: B...Balboaaaa!!
B: Right, turkey?
T(2b): N...no way!
T: Sandy...!

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T: Uoooohhhhhh!
P: Ehh!?
P: Hiiee!

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T: Sandyyyyyyy!
T: Move it!
T(2b): Sandy...Hanako!

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T: Sandyyyyyy!
P: Wait, you idiot!
P: He's crazy! There's no way you could save anyone inside that fire!
T: Sandy!
T: Hanako!

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T: Waooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh!!

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L: Hahiieeee!!

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B: So you're still alive, turkey.
B: An M60 and a mountain rifle may be scary to look at,
B: but if you don't know how to shoot they won't do shit. Fufufu!
T: Draw, Balboa!
B: You wanna have a shootout with me? A man like you, who can't even shoot a human...
T: Don't fuck with me!

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L: Balboa!
B: Uuu...wa...wait!
B: Wait, please, turkey!
B: I...I have a family too, you know!
B: If I die...there'll be sad people!
B: P...please, turkey!
B: I...I surrender! I promise, so...so please, spare my life..

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L: Fahahahaha, what an idiot!
T: YOU BASTARDS AREN'T HUMAN!!

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T: You're the one who told me never to let my guard down, Balboa.
T: My wife and child suffered horrible wounds in the fire, but miraclously, they managed to survive and are now being hospitalized.

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W: Th...thank you, sir!
W(2b): Wh...what did that man buy? Carrying such big guns like that?
G: A bundle of fruit and a bundle of flowers.