Before I Disappear Page #6
- You gotta come to work tonight.
- No, not tonight.
You know the wonderful
thing about you, Richie?
It's that death isn't just
a destination for you.
It's a part of you. It lives in you.
It's woven into the fabric
of your soul.
There's nothing you could
do but embrace the fact
that every day of your life
ought to be your last.
Let's go.
Let's go. Come on.
Come on. Come on.
Did you brush your
teeth and everything?
You brushed your teeth? Okay, good.
- You're not leaving me, are you?
- No, I'm gonna be in the next room.
Promise?
I promise.
Oh, I... I read your letter
when you weren't looking.
I was curious. I hope you don't mind.
It's a love letter, right?
Right?
You forgot to tell her you love her.
That's why it doesn't work.
Why you keep rewriting it.
That's the word that's missing.
We're gonna need you
to come with us, sir.
You wanna explain this to us
before we call the police?
- I'd love to hear this one.
- I don't remember this at all.
You don't remember this
happening a few hours ago?
No, I do not. No, I do not, sir.
At the time that this
incident took place
I was under the influence
of a menopausal medication.
I don't remember much of
anything that happened.
- Let's take a walk.
- Until a couple...
Maybe you'll remember this.
Listen, my niece is up there, okay?
You gotta let me back up.
If we ever see you here again,
we'll call the police.
- Please let me back up there.
- You have 2 minutes to get outta here.
Come on. Come on!
Dear Vista,
I have stumbled upon a part of me that
wants to see the sun rise tomorrow.
A part of me that has been buried
deep inside for so many years.
go through life thinking
that a loved one who's missing could
still be alive out there somewhere.
I'm guessing the answer
to that question is no.
But I've been asked to do a favor that
I don't feel like delivering any longer.
It's a debt that I need
to settle before I go.
Hey, hey, have you seen...
Gideon around?
Yeah, man, he's f***ed up.
Do you know where he is?
- No, I haven't seen him in like an hour.
- Yeah, thanks.
- Rich, Rich.
- He invited me here.
He-he invited me.
Devin, it's important.
It's important.
Richie! Hey, come here!
It's good to see you, man.
Hey, I'm real sorry about before.
I f***ed up. I overreacted, okay?
- You don't have to apologize.
- No, no, no. I f***ed up. Okay?
- I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
- You don't have to be.
Come on, let me get you a drink.
I've been thinking about it, man.
I've been thinking about a lot of things.
And I... I gotta stop
losing my temper, you know?
positive and constructive way.
Because when I think
about it, I was 18 years old
when I first got into this business.
I didn't know what the f*** I was doing,
but I had a positive attitude.
I took this abandoned
warehouse dumbo.
I turned it into the hottest party in
New York. I was cleaning 60 Gs a night.
I was 18, on top of the world.
You know how I did that?
You know how I did that?
I seized the moment.
I seized the moment.
Anyway, enough of that sh*t.
Did you say your sister
was in jail earlier?
- Or am I just making that sh*t up?
- It's not jail, it's called Central Booking.
- She's in Central Booking.
- Yeah.
It's on Center Street, right?
- She gets out in a few hours.
- Good.
I was thinking about
maybe picking her up.
- You should.
- I don't know what to say to her.
- What do you mean?
- I don't know what to say.
It's easy. You just tell her
you love her. That's it.
Who else is gonna pick her up?
She got a husband?
- She has an ex-douchebag.
- A douchebag?
Ex-douchebag. He knocked
her up when she was 17.
You gotta go there.
Here's what you gotta do.
You gotta go there and be supportive.
- Right.
- She's your sister.
She's had a rough night. I'm real glad
you came by to my little gathering
- I didn't think you were gonna come.
- I'm not here for the gathering.
I'm here to see you, to talk
to you about something.
I think I know what you
wanna talk to me about.
I don't think you do.
People come to my gatherings not to
see me they come for other things.
No, that's not it. I'm not here for
other things. Gideon, I'm not...
I got uppers, downers,
I got whatever you want.
You don't have to lie.
I don't give a f***.
No, listen, I don't lie.
I don't lie. Okay?
Relax.
I don't lie. I want you
to know that about me.
- Okay, okay. Okay.
- No, it's not okay.
Because I was dishonest
with you before.
I was dishonest with you.
It's been eating me up all day.
And I try never to lie. I hurt someone
once by lying and it just, it...
I wanted you to know
that about me. I don't lie.
- Okay?
- Okay.
It's important that you
know that about me.
Alright. It's duly noted.
Now that we've cleared that up,
I need you to do me a favor.
- Alright?
- Alright.
Ask me what I know
about your girlfriend.
- You f***in' with me?
- No, I ain't f***in' with you.
I ain't f***in' with nobody,
but I wasn't very truthful before.
So if you wanna redo that thing,
you wanna go ahead
and ask about her,
you go ahead and ask.
- Okay.
- Okay?
What do you know about my girlfriend?
I know that she came into
The Devoe sometimes. I met her.
I met her a few times.
She was a real sweet girl.
- Yeah.
- But she's gone.
She's gone.
- What do you mean she's gone?
- I mean she's dead.
She's dead. Do you
hear what I'm sayin'?
Hold on. I don't know what
Why you saying this?
Let me tell you something.
You're talking about
the love of my life.
- I know. I know.
- If you are f***ing with me...
- I'm not.
- If you are f***ing with me...
The love of your life died of a drug
overdose in the fourth bathroom stall
of the ladies restroom
in The Devoe last night.
- I was there. I found her.
- What? What?
She's beautiful. She was beautiful
to you, and she was beautiful to me.
But to Bill... I guess she
was bad for business.
- Where is she?
- I don't know.
- Where is she?
- I don't know!
- Why are you doing this to me?
- I'm not doing it to you!
- Why you telling me this?
- I'm sorry I lied to you.
I'm sorry I lied.
I didn't know what to say.
I didn't know what to do.
Whatever you do to me, I forgive you.
- I forgive you.
- Why are you doing this to me?
- I'm sorry.
- Why are you telling me this?
Pull over.
Get out.
Get the f*** out.
Your sister's f***ing my husband.
What was your plan?
I don't know.
Stab her in the eye
with a pen, maybe.
I'm so sorry.
like that ever again, okay?
What happened to your eye?
Go back to bed for a couple
Be right back.
- I love you.
- I love you too.
- Goodnight.
- Night.
I can see it in her face.
She's changed since last night.
You got her liking you now.
10 hours and suddenly
you're Mr. Wonderful.
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