BORIS..final

Butch has a life-flashing-before-his-eyes kind of moment. Cinderblocks through windows, a skinny hand clutching a chockfull of nuts can full of twenties. Girls with dead eyes riding his johnson high as hell....pistol whipping an accountant turned crackhead while his ex-wife walks in the door with the kid for weekend custody drop off...
Seeing his degenerate gambler dad beg and plead for one more chance to lose more money he didn't have. Even the bookie's giant cousin had a queasy look on his face witnessing this display..Butch looked on wishing someone would kick his dad's face in..

A shadow fills the door. Butch is barely conscious of this. Boris is here to score a bit for some shitty music fest out in the desert. He sees the gruesome scene. Shudders a bit and then he sees the bag full of cash and drugs. This is the beautiful pearl of his wishes and dreams, lying there in the blood and the glass. He goes and grabs it, then stops. An old plastic phone is on the dingy wall right by the couch. Like in the movies, he wraps his shirt tail around it pushes the buttons with only his fingernail.
"911 do you need police, fire, or EMS?"
"someone here is been shooted and dying. Other one is dead."
Boris gives the address one time and drops the phone. The dispatchers voice is still squawking at the other end. He splits with the bag full of incriminating evidence that would give Butch at least twenty years to remember rule #2 of dealing drugs..."never keep the weight where you lay your head."

Sirens and flashing lights are the next set of backdrops for Butch. He flickers in and out of this world. The doctors manage to get things sewed up and put enough A+ back inside of his carcass to bring him back.
Later, the Doctor is swimming laps at the health club. He stops to catch his breath and thinks about the scruffy gunshot he helped patch up, satisfied at being able to do something so real and important, and thinking to himself that, true to form, he'll probably see him again shot or stabbed or overdosed. He puts his face back into the silent water and kicks forward, not knowing that he is completely wrong.