I thought I should write something a little more fun. How about the four lads.........aside from their professional singing career, works with the cops in salving various cases. Sounds like a lot of fun to write! I'll give it a shot!
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(That moment you realize you've seen this movie one too many times that you start hearing pictures!)
John and Paul pretty much sat quietly most of the time. They had both been disarmed of their weapons so they couldn't fight back from a distance away.
All they could do was wait........and wait........and wait..........
Time was slowly ebbing away. John signed and kept checking his time. He was snapped out of his thoughts when the phone rang. The shooter snapped his head up.
"How about this time, Mr. McCartney gets it."
Paul nodded and answered the phone.
"Yeh?"
"Paul? That you?"
"Yeh. Please tell me you have good news."
"Yes actually. Tell him that we have what he wants. The chopper is en route as we speak."
"Thank god."
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It was about another thirty minutes when the cops finally got a hold of the shooter and took him down. He ended up getting killed by one of them.
Everyone in the diner was unharmed and walked out alive. John and Paul were the last two to leave.
The duo walked up to the other half of the band.
"I knew we could count on ye. What happ'ned anyways?" Paul asked.
"Oh.......uh.......well.......we sorta put armed men on the chopper. They took him down."
"I wish it never had to go down like that." Ringo said.
"That makes two of us but hey, you two made it out safely and unharmed. That's what counts."
"Yeh. I agree. Now, what time is it?" John asked.
Ringo looked at his watch. "Uh, 4pm."
"We were stuck in there for two hours? It felt like longer!"
"Imagine how everyone out here felt Paul. We were all anxious to get everyone out safely."
"That's how we were inside. Anxious. And most of everyone was scared they wouldn't get to see their family anymore."
"John was one of them." Paul stated.
"I was not! And don't say that again."
"Yes you were. You were just as scared as everyone else in there."
"I was not!"
"Yes you were! Stop denying it Mr. Tough Guy! You were bloody terrified. You thought Julian would grow up without a father."
"Did you have that little faith in us John?"
"It never happened!" John turned to Paul and whispered: "I will kill you when we're alone. I will kill you." Then, he turned back to the others.
"It happened. He's just too stubborn to admit it."
"Paul, I swear to God, if you don't stop saying that yer going to pay."
Paul began to laugh childishly. "See that? He's getting mad over the truth!"
John glared at him for the longest time. "Remember what I said Macca. Next time we're alone together. Whether it's at the studio, or at the station, on the street, in a car........yer going to regret it."
