American Mary Page #5

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Hm...

That one's not very good.

Maybe redo that one

on the other side.

Practice makes perfect,

and surgeons...

...or whatever it is I do now,

can't afford to make mistakes.

Hm...

That definitely needs to go.

Oh, man, what the f***?!

What the f***?!

It's OK, dude.

I'm gonna get you down, OK?

I'm gonna call the f***ing cops.

OK.

F***!

F***!

Jesus f***!

F***.

Hey, Lance, can you give

Mary a call, please? I missed it.

I figured you hadn't eaten.

So I picked up a few options.

Not sure what you're in the mood for.

You upset?

Of course I'm upset.

About the two dead guys?

It affects me.

A few years back, this f***ing kid

breaks into my mom's house.

One of those B and E motherfuckers.

She hears somebody downstairs, and...

...she grabs her umbrella,

and heads on down.

What the f*** she thought she was gonna

do with that umbrella I'll never know.

But she heads downstairs,

and he grabs the f***ing umbrella,

and beats the f***ing sh*t

out of her with the goddamn thing.

Punctures her eye socket,

fractures her jaw,

breaks three of her ribs.

And the little f***er kicks her cell

phone just far enough out of her reach

so she can't call for help.

And then he leaves her there to die.

They find her three days later.

She's in the hospital

for four f***ing months.

What I wouldn't give

to have known you back then

when I found that little motherf***er.

Don't you ever

devalue what you do, Mary.

You make sure they deserve it,

and don't waste a minute of your time

thinking about them after you're done.

Is that a milkshake?

I got chocolate and vanilla.

You don't seem like a vanilla.

Thank you, Lance.

It's really good.

Good morning, ladies.

This is about you and how you

can best express yourself to the world.

There are numerous procedures

outlined here, but please,

don't feel limited to them.

The most important thing is that

you're happy and comfortable

with yourself.

I know you may have come up against

some harsh criticisms

and judgments in the past.

But you can feel confident that you're

free of all such notions here.

I can assure you that you'll

receive your procedure

in a safe and supportive environment.

And at a reasonable cost.

It is difficult to put a price

on feeling complete, though.

Isn't it?

You know what I'd really like

to have done next, Mary?

Pull your pants up now.

I will give you some antibiotics.

It should clear that up for you.

I thought when you said "no sex"

it meant no sex.

- Not masturbation as well.

- Well, you would think common sense

would tell you that masturbating

during the healing process

could result in some tearing of skin.

But...

...guess I wasn't clear enough with you,

penis guy.

Excuse me.

- Hello?

- Hi, Mary? It's Detective Dolor.

I was wondering if I could come up

for a bit and have a word.

Of course.

You need to leave right now. Yep.

Gotta go. Thanks. Oh!

- Pills, jacket on you.

- Thanks. So if I take these,

- it'll clear up?

- Yep. Mm-hm.

Absolutely clear it up.

Just leave it alone.

- OK.

- OK. Out you go.

- I'll call you when I'm healed up.

- OK.

Hello, detective.

Was that your boyfriend?

One of them.

Lovely new place.

It's much nicer an area

than the last place, eh?

I like it.

Can I get you a glass of water

or something?

Sure. Yeah.

So did they find Dr Grant yet?

Not exactly, no.

Now we can't seem to locate

Dr Walsh either.

Really? That's awful.

Did he have anything to do

with Dr Grant's disappearance?

No, but they are related.

You see, these two doctors were involved

in hosting sex parties.

The girls involved were drugged

and videotaped.

- Did you know about this?

- No.

I think you do, Mary.

All those girls Dr Walsh mentioned

were on the tapes.

Was I on the tape?

No.

But I do think you were

at one of those parties.

And I think Dr Grant is a monster,

and that he really hurt you.

You're the victim here, Mary,

but I can't help you at all

if you won't let me.

- Come on. How close am I?

- You know what?

There's a terrible chip in that glass.

I'm gonna get you a new one.

You just wanna run away from it all,

don't you, Mary?

Believe me, I do understand you,

more than you know.

You know, I really don't feel

comfortable talking about this.

But if anything changes,

I'll be sure to let you know.

I don't want you to be

another sad story, Mary.

You really think about it, yeah?

Next time I see you,

I wanna know,

I'm gonna to find out

what's really going on with you.

There's really not all

that much to me.

I find that hard to believe, Mary.

Thank you for your hospitality.

Goodbye, Mary.

Hey, Nana.

Sorry I missed your call... What?

Billy?

Tell me that hasn't happened before.

Go get yourself cleaned up.

These new girls, you know?

They don't even bring

resumes or anything.

You got a minute?

Yeah, Mary. For you

I have several minutes. F***!

You OK?

Dr Walsh is missing.

You wouldn't happen to know anything

about that, would you?

No, I don't know anything about that.

All right, I might have had

something to do with it.

But I had the best of intentions, Mary,

I swear.

Did you find a tape of me?

No.

You want me take care of that for you?

I owe you one.

Uh...

- No, we're just gonna scare him.

- I can scare him.

I'll let you know if I need backup.

Excuse me. I need to powder my nose.

- Crazy night, huh?

- Yeah, pretty crazy.

I'm sorry.

It's not entirely personal.

Just the wrong place, the wrong time,

the wrong dick in your mouth.

You know what?

Don't worry about it.

I'm sorry.

Hey, who let you in?

Sorry, miss,

we're all closed for the night.

What'll it be?

Do you think I'm crazy?

No.

Someone told me that you

were afraid of me.

Who said that?

Is it true?

No.

Beatress quit.

What?

Beatress. She, uh...

...stopped answering my phone calls,

she's not coming in.

I would have preferred a little closure,

but hey, you know?

That's dancers for you.

I didn't think

she had the balls for that.

But guess people can surprise you.

You ever been to LA?

- No.

- You ever wanted to go to LA?

I was thinking I need a change of pace,

you know? Just...

...take a couple weeks off

and drive down.

So, what you do is you drive

from Seattle to Redding.

Stay the night. The second day,

you drive on into LA.

You don't have to kill yourself

on the second day, you know.

You know, you could

stop in Sacramento.

On the second day, stay there

the night, and the third day...

Show up in LA,

nice and well rested.

Sounds like it'd be a lot easier

to take a plane.

Oh, no.

No, Mary, driving down's half the trip.

You should come with me.

We could...

We could leave tomorrow.

Or tonight.

I'll think about it.

Maybe I need a change of pace too.

Thanks for the drink.

Uh, call me. Let me know.

I will.

Bye, Billy.

Goodbye, Mary.

Yes, Beatress?

You quit the club, I know. What?

He wanted to know...

Excuse me, I can't hear you.

Beatress?

I'm sorry, Mary.

Ruby's husband.

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