INT.ROBERTAS. DAY

Bill
You call in sick?

Davidson
Nah, I quit last night... snuck out in the middle of the night....

Bill
yeah, wow, no shit... well welcome to the ranks of ex cop-- here's to tavern keeping....

 

they toast...

I'm sure me and the old lady'll be up to have a drink and a steak one of these days....

Davidson
it won't be anytime real soon, place needs a lot of work.... lots of potential but lots of work needed before we really have things up and running ....

Aged Craggy Bulky ExCop
"You are a bunch of pussies...the whole lot of you, fucking lazy kids, they don't wanna be cops, they want to be criminals-- drug dealers, draft dodgers; I knew your father.... don't know if you knew that or not. I can tell you this for sure wherever he is-- he's ashamed.

He tries slamming his liver spotted fist to the bar for emphasis but it sorta just lands quietly, barely audible above the morning newsbroadcast... none of the glasses or bottles shake on the bar.
Davidson had heard enough from this bastard.

The thread inside his head snaps and he is across the room inside a flash of anger.

He seizes the old man by the throat with both hands and slams the bigger man up against the wall, grabbing his vocal cords with two fingers.

Davidson rubs the old man's throat between his index and ring finger. The thread mends itself and Mark is back watching himself from above: ready to kill an old drunk.

Shut up, old man or your wife'll be cashing your pension checks, spitting on your grave, 'stead of the other way around, you got that mouth?

He releases the guy from his grip, brushing the old guy's jacket with the classical wise guy swipe before sitting back on his stool.

He motions to Bob for a drink.
 
Davidson
You got the paper, Bob?

The traces of his anger were still palatable.

Bob brings the paper up from under the counter and leans in toward our hero to give him some fatherly advice: "Take it easy, eh, Mark? You might give the old guy a heart attack. He's just an old drunk. He's just an old drunk."

No worries, Bill, I'm heading up to the country.... no worries at all.