El Leñador de El Cabeza

Axe Me If You Can

[21 minutes later.. At Avelina's apartment]

(Police arrives at the apartment)

Det. Jaime: Room 305: Avelina's.

Det. Theo: Listen. I, Jaime, and two of you will break in the entrance. The rest of you, guard the emergency exits and the elevator.

Det. Jaime: Worst case scenario, if you shoot him, make sure you hit him on non-fatal points.

Police officers: Roger that, detective!

Det. Jaime: Let's do this!

[1 minute later.. Outside room 305)

Det. Jaime: Frankie Lambardo, El Cabeza Police! We've got the place completely surrounded.(*whispers) Okay! No answer huh?

(Theo jams the door open, police officers get inside but all froze)

(Frankie is about to exit through the back door but police barricaded the door)

Police officer 1: Freeze! Put your hands in the air where we can see them!

Frankie: Take another step or you will see this girl bludgeoned to death!

Det. Jaime: Okay, Frankie. Put the axe down. Let's talk, man to man.

Frankie: I won't be fooled by this. What else to talk? I've already slaughtered people then give up this easily? I use my head not my gut, detectives.

Det. Jaime: You've killed enough, Frankie. Come on. Don't be a fool.

Frankie: I've murdered more than enough!

Avelina:(*screams at Frankie) Hey! Let go of me, you son a gun!

Frankie: Shut up, b*tch! (*slaps Avelina) If you wanna catch me, come and get me!

(Frankie drops the axe. He uses a knife to slice Avelina's throat)

Det. Theo: Frankie, no!!

(3 gunshots to his arm, and both shoulders)

(Frankie checks out of the hospital, escorted by police officers)

[1 hour later later.. On the precinct interrogation room.]

Det. Jaime: Frankie! You've been away for quite a time but you came back for more.

Frankie: Oh yeah..

Det. Jaime: So far, you've committed burglary, grand theft auto, pickpocketing, jaywalking, battery, assault, credit card fraud, attempted murder, manslaughter, and murder. Why did you go for murder?

Frankie: I swear on my axe. Chopping is good.. That's why I'm called the butcher.

Det. Jaime: (*mockingly saying) You swear on your axe? Pfft.. How much is your selling price for the meat?

Frankie: Oh! You want to but, detective? Which do you want?

Det. Jaime: Your life.. How much is your life, Frankie? Now why kill them?

Frankie: For fun? Ask my mind. (*giggles)

Det. Jaime: (*screams loudly to his Frankie's ear) Frankie's mind! Are you there? Why did you let Frankie kill innocent lives? Hey!

Frankie: My mind's not friendly to cops. Maybe he'll talk to you.. In a thousand years (*giggles)

Det. Jaime:(*walks away but returns and slams the table, Frankie freaks out)

Frankie: What was that for?

Det. Jaime: We have a strand of white fibers that is consistent with your favorite white shirt.