Way of the Gun Monologue
|The Way of the Gun by Christopher McQuarrie|
|Age (range):||18 - 55|
Parker: I was up on this robbery bit, with a public defender. I was looking at my first long stretch. Outta nowhere this uptown lawyer comes to see me, says he can get me off. Says he'll do it for free. I just gotta do a favor in return. And he tells me about this teacher who's molesting his son. I went up alone. Didn't make a sound. Nice thick carpeting on the stairwell, light busted in the hall...And the door was open, man. Like it was meant to be. And I slipped in and I found him in the bedroom. Naked, with all these pictures on the bed. Man, that lawyer was right. He was more than right. And I turned around, and I didn't hit him...I didn't hit him, I just said, "Lay on the bed. Face down." And he did. I was savoring it...really, really enjoying it, thinking about how I was gonna take a Polaroid of this and send it to this lawyer, so maybe he could sleep better at night, and maybe take one for myself so I could...And then I heard him praying. "Now I lay me down to sleep. I pray the Lord my soul to keep." And you know something? It stayed with me. It bothered me. Of all the people I done it to, that had to be the one I felt, and to this day I can't go to sleep until I say that prayer.