2045 the Bounty Hunter Page #7

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But so did you.

Yeah, so we both

made a huge mistake.

By getting married.

Oh, yeah, that. Yeah.

And getting divorced.

But you know what?

Hey, I screwed up.

I screwed up, and I'm sorry.

Sometimes I....

Sometimes I really think

it was all me.

This is crazy.

I know.

But l kind of....

I kind of miss it.

-What?

-This.

Us. You know, you.

But you don't even like me.

Are you kidding me?

Of course I like you.

What are you thinking about?

Nothing.

Liar.

That's the nicest thing

you've said to me aIl weekend.

Okay. Here you go, Kitty.

-Hi, it's me.

-Oh, Steve?

No, it's Nicole. lt's your daughter.

Who's Steve?

The drag queen who does

Sunday nights. What's up, kitten?

Mom, advice, advice.

I need your advice.

Listen, I am locked in the bathroom

of the honeymoon suite...

...at Cupid's Cabin...

-...and MiIo is right outside the door.

-Lord in heaven.

You've barricaded

yourself from him?

That's hot.

No, Mom-- Okay. Focus.

Room service.

I hope I'm not interrupting.

Dawn wanted me to make sure...

-...you got the rest of your champagne.

-Great. Hang on.

Your clothes are almost dry.

I'll have them up in a jiffy.

No rush. Might not need them

for a little bit, if you know what l mean.

She must have

a couple of bucks in here.

What's this?

Yeah, thanks for the champagne.

Oh, you forgot my--

So what was this moment

of honesty?

I don't know.

We were down at dinner...

...and then all of a sudden

I could not remember why I hate him.

Well, what did he say?

-He said he missed me.

-What?

He said he missed me

and that he was sorry.

He actually said he was sorry?

Was he taking your clothes off?

How naked were you?

-Mom, we were on the patio.

-You were naked on the patio?

What can I say,

the apple doesn't fall far from the tree.

Ma, we were at dinner on the patio.

There was no sex.

-And he said "I'm sorry"?

-Twice.

-With no sex?

-Yeah.

Hold on a sec.

Yeah. Continue.

I don't know.

Like, she's acting really weird.

I mean, she admitted for the first time

that the divorce was all her fault.

-Yeah? What'd she say?

-Well, I said I screwed up a little bit.

But then she said,

"No, Milo, it was me."

And then I find this picture?

Tell me, do you keep your ex's picture

in your wallet?

Number of times I've been married,

they don't make a wallet that big.

Come on, pick it up. Let's go.

-I wanna do more camping.

-This is camping.

We're camping in Dad's office.

-Just don't telI your mother about this.

-It's Milo.

What's the problem now?

Nicole keeps the wedding photo

in the wallet.

Numb nuts wants to know

what that means.

I'll tell you what it means. It means she

hasn't cleaned out her wallet in a year.

You know, I'm pretty sure I'm carrying

around a condom from 1 987.

Don't tell your mother that, either.

You know something?

I think that means she loves you.

I think so too.

Open your eyes, honey.

How often

do people get second chances?

I say get naked and get busy.

You're right.

-I'm gonna go for it.

-You do that.

Oh, and take your phone with you.

One picture of his ass,

that's all I'm asking.

-Mother, you are so dirty.

-Thank you.

-I love you, sweetie.

-I love you.

Boy. Okay.

Well, why do you care?

This woman makes you crazy.

You drunk yourself out of a job

because of her.

-No. I quit my job.

-You were fired.

I quit by getting myself fired.

Okay, you're thinking with your dick.

How many times I gotta tell you?

Stop thinking with your dick, all right?

I am not thinking with my dick.

Listen, even if I do get Iaid tonight,

then it doesn't change a thing.

I'm stiIl bringing her ass to jail, okay?

So just chill out.

Hey.

Is everything okay?

Why wouldn't it be?

They brought champagne.

-I thought maybe you and l--

-Well, you thought wrong.

What are you doing?

I'm going to bed.

What does it look like?

A great big blast from the past,

that's what.

Oh, Nic shuts down again.

Oh, boy, does this take me back.

Goddamn it.

If it's so familiar,

you know you're sleeping on the couch.

-Yeah?

-Yeah.

The hell I am.

Are you gonna swallow that

any time soon?

-Tastes great.

-Oh, God, you are so-- That's it.

That is it.

Are you happy now?

Overjoyed.

Oh, sorry, did I wake you?

I just wanna say thank you...

-...for a really lovely, lovely evening.

-No, Nic.

-What? No, Nic. Wait.

-Tickles, huh?

Hey, come back here.

Nic. I swear to God.

Sh*t.

Hey. No. Wait. Nic.

Nic, get back here.

Don't you dare, you--

Sh*t.

-What are you doing?

-I forgot my wallet.

That's lrene's money.

-It's $1 0.

-It's lrene's money.

-I will pay it back.

-Irene will kill you.

Irene wilI have me kill you.

Dwight! Dwight!

-Yeah.

-It's Milo's car.

No, I--

Listen, here is a list of the other

bed and breakfasts in the area...

...for your next visit.

-Come on, sweetheart.

-Thank you.

Thank you.

I'm sorry.

-Park that for you, sir?

-Don't scratch it.

Roger that.

Shoot. Okay.

Excuse me.

Pilates World is across the street.

Well, no.

Actually, I want a tattoo.

Let me guess. A cute little butterfly

on your shoulder?

-Well--

-We're by appointment only.

DarIa...

...go get me some beers.

What do you want?

I want a panther...

...down the length of my body.

I'd like the paws

to be about right here.

Then l was thinking the mouth,

the teeth...

...about right here.

And then the tail....

I'll let you figure that out.

Cancel my appointments.

DarIa.

I'm Bone.

Bone?

Is that short for something?

Boner.

Boner. That's catchy.

-Is Earl here?

-Haven't seen him.

Now...

...pull up your shirt.

Give me a Iook at the canvas.

Yes.

Yes, but do you mind, though,

if I hit the head first?

Make it quick.

Oh, my God.

Bobby.

Jimmy. Oh, my God.

-Earl. What happened?

-Give me the keys to your pickup.

I need to get some junk

out of my office.

-Okay.

-Okay. Come on.

-Wait.

-Oh, and a Walter LiIly called.

He didn't leave a number.

Come here, this way.

Son of a b*tch.

-The guy's a cop.

-I know.

-And a drug dealer.

-I know.

-Isn't that against the law?

-Yeah, last I checked.

It's Earl. Call me back

as soon as you get this, all right?

I heard him on the phone.

He was arranging some meeting

with a guy named Bobby.

Bobby?

-Are you sure?

-Yeah.

I got a better question.

Where the hell is Milo?

-I'm having the worst weekend.

-Who is this person?

-How would I know that?

-Nobody. Nobody. I'm nobody.

Well, that's wonderful. Now, is

Nobody gonna get out of this car?

Or are we gonna put a big hole

in Nobody's head?

Run.

-No. Jimmy.

-I can't.

Your hair shimmers

like sunlight on the ocean.

-You are such a jerk.

-You know what you are?

You're an emotional cripple,

that's what.

You'd rather hunt down a guy

who's trying to kill you...

...than deal with the guy

who vowed to put up with your sh*t...

-...for the rest of his life.

-You know what?

An $1 1 ,000 gambling debt.

Call that getting a handle on it?

-Not what I told you to say.

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