“...and then I kicked him once more to the head for good measure.”
Jimmy looked up at his older brother in awe and asked, for the third time, for him to tell the ending again.
“I reached down and grabbed him by his now-bloodied hair and wrenched his head back. I could see him teetering on the edge of consciousness but I wanted him to know just how much he had pissed me off. I cocked my arm, ready to finish him off, when I felt a rough hand on the back of my neck haul me off the bastard. I rolled over and saw a fucking copper standing there with a smug look on his face.”
“Then what happened, Billy, then what happened?” Jimmy asked.
“Well, then the damned copper pulled me to my feet and told me that he knew the ideal place for people like me.”
A bell chimed in the background and Jimmy slowly rose from his chair. He looked at his brother once more.
“See you next Thursday, Billy.”