What were you going to do?
I don't know, I don't know what I'm going to do.
Guys like you always say that. You don't know what you're gonna do until you do it. I think you knew exactly what you were going to do. You were gonna kill your wife and child!
Yeah, and then it would be too late to turn back. It'd be easy to turn the gun on yourself! Now let's go meet some nice policemen. They're good guys. Come on, let's go.
I'm the bad guy?
Yeah.
How did that happen? I did everything they told me to. Did you know I build missiles?
Yeah.
I helped to protect America. You should be rewarded for that. But instead they gave it to the plastic surgeons. They lied to me.
Is that what all this is about? You're angry because you were lied to? Is that why my chicken dinner's drying out in the oven? Hey! They lie to everybody, they lie to the fish. But that doesn't give you any special right to do what you did today. The only thing that makes you special, is your daughter. Now let's go. Let's go!
[accepting that Prendergast is right, looks away]
It sure was hot today, wasn't it? You know, I got a gun. In my pocket. [turns around to face Prendergast] I got lots of guns.
Stay there. Don't move.
Wanna draw?
Let's not. Let's call it a day.
Oh, come on. It's perfect. A showdown between the sheriff and the bad guy? It's beautiful. On three.
This doesn't have to be the end, Bill. You have a choice. My daughter is dead. I don't have a choice. You have a choice.
No, you have two choices. I can kill you, or you can kill me and my daughter can get the insurance. One.
Don't you want to see her grow up?
Behind bars? [shakes his head, beat] Two.
Don't do this. Please. LET'S GO!
Three.
[Foster pulls out a water pistol from his pocket, and Prendergast shoots Foster in the chest]
...I would've got you.
[Foster falls off the railing and into the water below. Prendergast looks over the railing at Foster floating dead in the water, feeling bad that he just killed him]
