He pawned the ring. It was never worn. The Knife in his chest hurt, but not for long. there was a gas leak, john couldn't smell it. he conned the mafia, didn't get a chance to celebrate.
He's here... son, where's my gun? For sale: dad's revolver. Fired once. Sunset... the last I'd ever see. There's no time for words. Goodbye. You told me you never would! In the end... we're no different. Stop right there, or I'll shoot!