Before the Devil Knows You're Dead Page #3
It's clean, it's clear, neat, absolute.
But my life, it...
It doesn't add up. It's...
Nothing connects to anything else. It's...
I'm not the sum of my parts.
All of my parts don't add up to one...
To one me, I guess.
Get a shrink or a wife.
- I got a wife.
- Get a shrink.
Excuse me. Sorry.
Was it me, honey?
What difference does it make?
It's another strikeout.
I swear it would make a lot of difference.
- You're all I want.
- Yeah, well...
I'm a lousy cook. The house looks like sh*t.
I'm a lousy lay,
I don't know why you wanna keep me.
You weren't in Rio.
I wasn't what?
Lousy lay.
Well, like you said, just blame it on Rio.
Suppose I could get us back there.
What?
Rio.
- To live?
- Absolutely.
- You're just crazy. Crazy.
- No. It's not crazy.
The real estate market's booming in Rio.
There's a lot of new money.
And they're going to want
the same as Europeans, Arabs,
everybody wants real estate in New York,
in America and I know the market here.
You don't even speak the language.
I'll f***ing learn it. Jesus Christ.
You know when...
When you met me, my biggest prospect
was inheriting a Mom and Pop jewelry store
in a f***ing shopping mall in Westchester.
Now, I know it's not Trump Plaza, and...
But just take a look at how we're living now.
Now, I took that lousy job in that,
that real estate office,
I was practically a f***ing gofer,
and I'm pulling down six figures now.
I'm smart.
I know the angles.
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
I bet you do.
What the hell is that supposed to mean?
no extradition agreement
between Brazil and the United States.
How the...
How the hell do you know that?
I saw it in a movie.
Yeah, I guess I saw the same movie.
So, what are you thinking?
What are you thinking?
What are you thinking?
What are you thinking?
Don't ask, don't tell.
I just want us to get back there.
I've seen Heaven, Gina,
it's a nice place to stay.
- Okay? All right?
- Uh-huh.
- What language do they speak there?
- Portuguese.
That's... I'm sorry, sweetheart,
that's not the same language.
- Yes, it is.
- I'm sorry, it's not.
- Yes, it is. Yes, it is.
- No.
- Yes, it is.
- Cmo se llama?
- Me llamo...
- Cmo? Me llamo...
Gina.
Why'd you come to me?
I know you from way back,
I know what you do.
You're a cop.
No, I'm not a cop,
I just want to make sure you're still around.
I'll bring you what I've got soon,
either you take it or you don't.
But I know you will.
You could work for the cops.
Check me out.
I'll be back.
That's $2,000.
It's an advance.
See what just that much does for you,
and imagine the rest.
- Yeah, so how do we start? Oh, f***.
- It's
not we, you.
Me?
What the hell do I know
about robbing a jewelry store?
You'll learn it there.
On-the-job training, you know.
Cut it out, man, this is serious.
You know, I'm serious as a heart attack.
Listen, number one, I can't...
- I can't go up to the mall.
- Why not?
I had to walk the whole goddamn area
with a Home Depot representative,
'cause they were thinking of buying up
a lot of space.
We own a lot of land in the mall,
and I'm getting a lot of big handshakes.
"Andy, baby, how are you?
"I haven't seen you in so long
since you left. "
And telling me all that bullshit
because they figure I'm making a killing,
because a big chain wants to buy them out.
just recognize me too easy.
So we postpone, just...
Yeah, we could, you know, wait a year.
I mean, I don't know about you,
my problems are pressing.
Jesus, Andy, I... Andy!
- I wouldn't even know how to start, I mean.
- Well, you can stop being a baby.
- I'm not being a...
- Yeah, you're being a baby.
Get a gun.
You get a toy gun in a kid's store.
Right, that old lady that works on Saturday,
what's her name?
- Doris?
- Yeah, Doris, Mom's friend.
She's what, 60, 70? She's blind as a bat?
Look at me. Blind as a bat.
All right, those toy guns,
they look so real, they fool cops all the time.
All right, you go in at 8:00 a. m.,
just as she opens up.
You put her old ass in the back room,
you empty the vault,
the cash, the trays
and you dump it in a f***ing sack.
All right. You don't gotta be neat about it.
Jesus, Andy, I don't know.
I don't know, I don't... I...
I don't know.
Okay. Come on.
You can do it.
You can do it.
Anybody can.
- I just think...
- I know, I know. It's too late to think.
It's too late.
This is our future.
Okay.
- Yeah.
- There's a Mr. Mooney on line two.
He sounds like some nut case. But...
Okay, I got it.
It just came apart, Andy.
Oh, my God, Andy.
What the f*** am I gonna do?
Could he be in a different wing?
If you just pipe down a second, sir,
I'm trying to help you.
- What are you doing here?
- Keep quiet one minute.
Dad called me, all right. I just got here.
- This lady, she doesn't...
- Look, Miss, our father... I got it.
- I got it. I know, but you might...
- I told him, we've got no Charles Hanson.
Wait a minute, I got a Nanette Hanson.
- What?
- There's a Nanette Hanson.
- Brought in about three hours ago.
- What?
Gunshot wounds.
- Where is she?
- Emergency ICU.
Hey. Now. Hey, hold it.
Wait, are you related? Sir? Are you?
Dad?
She's unconscious.
And they...
She's...
They...
They say...
So, how are you feeling?
Yeah, I feel old.
I've been studying all week,
and I can't retain a thing.
Come on, you're going to pass
with flying colors, Dad.
That's how I'm going to spend my birthday,
taking that stupid test.
Have you spoken to your brothers?
Few weeks ago.
Yeah? How are they?
Busy.
You know, Dad,
Hank is Hank and Andy's Andy.
No more cramming, birthday boy.
It's the moment of truth.
What time is Doris coming to the store?
She said 12:
00 at the latest.She has to baby-sit for her daughter.
I'll pick you up right after my test.
Come on, come on.
All right, all right, all right.
- Perfect score, Mr. Hanson.
- Bingo!
Congratulations.
If you'll take this to Window C,
they'll give you the eye test.
I might not do so well on that one.
- I've been studying hard, of course. Thanks.
- All right.
That's my store!
- What happened? What's happening?
Let's go!
- Sir, sir, just stay behind the yellow line.
- What's happening?
- I want to know what's happening.
- Where's my wife? Where's my wife?
- Calm down. Please calm down.
I love you.
There are more tests we can do, but from
what we've seen so far, it's very unlikely.
There's no brain activity.
And statistically speaking,
there's very little chance for recovery.
Why was Mom working?
I thought she didn't work at the store
anymore, that's what Katherine told me.
Doris had to baby-sit, I had to get down
to the DMV, get my eyes tested.
Today's my birthday.
Where's your brother?
He...
He says he can't take it. To let him know if...
If he can help,
but he just can't see her like that.
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