Best Laid Plans Page #7

Apparently you've been|getting something.

What the f***|you been up to?

Where is she?

Man:
Don't worry.

We ain't offered her|any soda.

a very curious economic|system in this country.

There was|a civil war.

Yeah. I read|about it.

But before that,

my great-great-great-|grandmother

was put up for auction.

Set a female record|in Georgia-- $800.

Now, given inflation|with today's dollars,

she was sold|for approximately...

Is that|your asking price?

Mm-hmm. That will be a total|of $25,000 you owe me.

I can get you 20|in 3 or 4 hours,

if you can wait|that long.

Freddie will|drive you back.

Your girlfriend|will stay here...

while you go get|your daddy's money.

Wait a minute.

How did you know|about my dad?

[Crack]

Hey! Hey! Hey!

Man:
Hey!

Hey.

Man:
Oh...

f***!

Nick.

Ha ha!

It's just...

you know...

What did we steal?

Baking flour.

We thought you got|all that money

from your dad,|you know, and the house.

Ha ha! What's 20 grand?

I mean, come on.

We didn't expect you|to pull all this sh*t.

What's your story?

I'm a finance major.

We all got|tuitions to pay.

Uh...

I'm just|his cousin, man.

Man:
|By marriage.

Ha ha ha!

[Moaning]

Aah! You f***!

[Glass Shattering]

[All Shouting At Once]

Come on, man!|Calm down, man!

Get up off of me!

What the hell is wrong|with you, man?

Calm down!

Man:
Come on, man.|Let's get him out of here.

Come on, let's go.

What, you never f***ed|a friend before?

No-- No hard|feelings, man.

Hey, sorry about|your car, dude.

Uh, you can call the police|if you want,

but you know,|you do that,

we'll start mentioning|the chick in the trunk.

Man:
#Take me back #

We'll try and get|your wheels back.

#To where you hide #

# Lay me down #

# Lay me down inside #

# Lay me down inside #

Excuse me. Do you know|what time it is?

We got to be at Charlie's|in two hours.

But, Nick, why?

It's the most f***ed-up|night of my pathetic life.

[Car Horns Honking]

Lissa!

Liss!

Liss!

Wait! Look,|I'm sorry!

I'm sorry I put you|through all this!

Don't apologize|to me, Nick. Don't.

That only makes this|whole situation worse.

You were in a hole,

and I did what|I needed to do.

But we can still|salvage some of this.

We can still|get the money.

The money, Nick?

Bryce has no idea you're|still alive. We could--

What,just|f*** him over?

Just f*** him over|for the hell of it?

This was never|about money, Nick.

This was about you|being stuck

in the same place|for your whole life.

Sh*t.

You two together?

I'm not sure.

[Toilet Flushing]

Nick!

Jesus, you're here.

Bryce.

What's going on?|Did you find the car?

What are you|doing here?

I was starved. This was|the only place open.

I told you|to go home.

Yeah, I know,|but, um...

Nick, I don't think|I can handle this.

I've got this|sick feeling inside.

It's like a tightness|in my chest,

and I feel like it's|kind of going to burst.

You killed her, Nick.

Excuse me?

You killed her.|You smothered her.

I mean,|she was a person.

Now she's just dead.

Lissa:
Yeah,|can I get a cab?

OK? And I can't|handle it.

I mean, I just can't|go through with it.

I got to talk|to somebody.

Yeah? Ha ha!

Of course you do.

I'm sorry, Nick.|I got to--

I'm going|to the police.

For me. I have to.

You know|something, Bryce?

You're an a**hole.

In fact, you've always|been an a**hole,

even in college.

I think that's why|I never really liked you.

Nick, I'm having a crisis|of conscience here.

There's no need|to be rude.

Oh. What the f***|is this?

What the f***|is that?

Lissa, wait.

What?

Lissa?

Christ, she's not--

What--

What the f***|is going on?

Bryce, this is Lissa.

She's my girlfriend.

Was my girlfriend.

What happened? I mean,|I thought she was in--

She slept with you...

to steal that...

to save my life.

And if she leaves me now,

I'm never going to be able|to make it up to her,

and I badly need|to make it up to her.

[Door Closes]

Bryce:
I never|liked you, either!

Wow.

Cabdriver:
What's it|going to be-- in or out?

I thought|you were leaving.

I thought I was, too.

Then I realized|I didn't have any money.

Ha ha ha!

Let's walk?

Where?

Anywhere...

away from here.

Neneh Cherry:
|#The first kiss #

#You planted|to my face #

#You planted|to my face #

#The second twist #

#The taste of fear #

#Took up all the space #

# In here #

- # More or less #|- # Pick a way out #

# In the twisted mess #

- # More or less #|- # Disintegrated #

# Strategically|impressed #

- # More or less #|- # No longer residents #

#At a new address #

- # More or less #|- # Scratch me like a perfume ad #

# Recycle|all the plans we had #

# More or less #

- #Whenever I think #|- # More or less #

- #Whoever I take #|- # More or less #

- # However it breaks #|- # More or less #

# Someone's|going to fall #

# I sense a grain|of stress #

# Hurting you|more or less #

# I pick up|this twisted mess #

# Like sinking ships #

# Dragged into abyss #

#Just slammin' #

# In sinfulness #

#Wherever I take|the night #

# Keepin' it|eye to eye #

#Just slammin' #

#With tastiness #

# Pick a way out|in the twisted mess #

- # More or less #|- # Disintegrated #

# Strategically|digress #

- # More or less #|- # No longer residents #

#At your own address #

- # More or less #|- #Watch me like a prison guard #

- # Swipe me like a credit card #|- # More or less #

- #Whenever I think #|- # More or less #

- #Whoever I take #|- # More or less #

- # However it breaks #|- # More or less #

# Someone's|going to fall #

# I sense|a grain of stress #

# Hurting you|more or less #

# I pick up|this twisted mess #

# More or less #

# More or less #

#Take me, shake me,|knock me away #

#A million ways|that we relayed #

#We've all come|to suffocate #

#To make it through|the night today #

- # More or less #|- # Count the days strategically #

- # More or less #|-#The cravin' to believe in me #

- # More or less #|- #Who to blame and who to be #

- # More or less #|- # Make it through the night with me #

- # Now it's tastin'-- #|- #Whenever I think #

- #The fear that slowly-- #|- #Whatever I take #

- # Now I stop to-- #|- # However it breaks #

- #You belong to-- #|- # Someone's going to fall #

# I sense|a grain of stress #

- # Hurting you #|- # More or less #

# Now I stop to reminisce|and now #

# Movin' on|Picture this #

#Twisted mess #

#Twisted mess #

#Twisted mess #

#Twisted mess #

#Twisted mess #

#Twisted mess #

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