Boarding Gate Page #2

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Here.

After, I'll send you a signal like this.

I want to go away too.

But I couldn't go alone.

I won't be alone.

Who are you going with?

Where's Sandra?

Where is Sandra?

In the booth down there.

Does she have the package?

No.

Where is the package?

It's in the car under my seat.

My motorcycle is

over there behind the bank.

Take the motorcycle

and get out of here.

Got the cash?

Can I see?

Let go of me!

Let go!

Don't move.

F***!

Well, I'm doing what I can.

What?

How long?

How long have you been doing this?

What, like, you pretend

like you didn't know now?

I don't f***ing know.

If I knew, I'd fire you.

I thought you loved me.

You know I do.

Just don't f*** with me, all right?

Don't do this to me.

Check tomorrow's paper.

Okay.

Where were you?

Playing poker.

All night?

Yes.

Win or lose?

Lose.

How much?

Enough.

They dropped off the tickets.

Call my wife and make sure

she got the reservations for the boys.

Everything should be okay.

Hang on. I gotta get the door.

Listen,

I'd like you to keep working for me,

if you'll think about it.

You can stay with Andr if you want.

But I'll miss you,

and you need to come if you'd like.

We'll have fun. Good-bye.

You brought your keys.

I brought them back to you.

You brought them back to me.

The keychain was a gift.

I'm returning it.

Were you on the phone?

Yeah. I just hung up.

You want a whiskey?

No.

Well, I'm gonna have one.

You sure I can't get you something?

No, I won't stay long.

I shouldn't have come here.

I'm regretting it already.

I think you came here

because it's dangerous.

I'm gonna get some ice.

Are you hungry?

No.

I got Lebanese.

For two?

Of course.

Looks pretty good.

You might change your mind.

You said you'd lend me money.

A few months went by,

I don't know what happened.

Maybe you forgot.

A million dollars is pretty hard to forget.

That's an awful lot of money.

Not for you.

Yeah, for me and for anyone.

Why didn't you keep your promise, Miles?

Well, I kind of thought it was a high price

to pay for getting dumped, first of all.

Don't.

If I'd had bought that club

for you in Beijing,

I never would've seen you again.

It was an investment.

One investment.

Where are you gonna run

the investment from? Paris?

Sure. Why not?

You have companies in places

you've never even been to.

By not giving you the money,

I had a chance that you would

come back to me

after you got done being angry.

And it looks like I calculated

the right way, because here you are.

I get paid for calculating.

I hear you don't get paid

as much these days.

Is that what you heard?

Yeah.

I've made a few bad investments,

that's for sure.

And I've moved around some money

to places maybe

where it shouldn't have gone,

but everyone's just trying

to feel their way back.

People say you're finished.

You know, I read, um...

an article about you in an online

business magazine.

It said you got f***ed by the Japanese

when you were betting on the yen.

And you got f***ed by the Russians

when you bought an obsolete

petro-chemical plant.

It also said you've been sucking

their c*cks ever since

to try and control the damage.

You know what they called you?

Perfect clich of bygone times.

You're reading business magazines now?

Sometimes, when I'm going for a laugh.

Made me laugh.

If I'd have given you that money,

I never would've seen you again.

I don't need your money.

Keep it so you can buy

a petro-chemical plant.

In Russia.

Well, if you don't want the money,

then what do you want?

I don't know.

I just came here to see what it was

that obsessed me so much.

Well, what did you find?

I can't see it. It's gone now.

What do you see?

I see, um,

a run-of-the-mill businessman...

alone...

divorced...

in a lawsuit with his wife...

losing his grip.

Lost in his personal life.

Lost in his business life.

His body going to seed.

The perfect clich of bygone times.

I was bullshitting you, Miles.

I had butterflies in my stomach

on my way here...

just like when I used to be

in love with you.

You never stopped.

When I'm away from you,

I'm clear headed.

I think about the future.

The club in Beijing,

how that could change my life.

But when I'm around you,

it all goes blurry and I...

I get carried away.

About what?

Just memories.

The life we could have shared

and the hopes I had.

For a while, I thought I was

meant to be by your side.

How ridiculous.

The truth is it's over now.

It's history.

I'm not crying for you,

I'm crying for myself.

I'd like a whiskey.

All right, then I'll get you one.

No, a bigger one.

With ice cubes.

I don't love you anymore, Miles.

I desire you,

but don't love you anymore.

Since when? Tonight?

No.

Tonight I just needed to prove it to myself.

Well, since when, then?

Since...

I went out with those

Japanese clients of yours.

Do you remember that?

Yes, I do.

Well, we ended up at their hotel.

The oldest one, Takeshi,

had slipped some GHB in my beer.

When I woke up, they were gone.

They left a rolled-up 100-dollar bill

on the night table.

After that, I came to see you.

You were with that girl Louise Flannagan.

You had been doing crystal with her

and ordered some Lebanese,

which is why...

I don't touch that sh*t.

Anyway, you wanted me to tell you

everything that happened in front of her.

She kept wanting me to admit

that I'd been raped in my sleep.

You were raped...

by all of them.

Those f***ing animals

took Polaroids of you,

and they showed them around

in their office,

and I can tell you for sure...

It wasn't something I was proud of.

Louise wanted me

to tell everything in detail.

Seemed to turn her on.

Nobody forced you to say anything.

You did.

You wanted me to turn her on

so then you could watch us f***.

That's why you had her

come over in the first place.

I had taken two Ecstasies.

I was rolling,

and I let her go down on me.

And I watched you jerk off.

And then we slept together.

No, we didn't.

You're getting it mixed up.

You had an early flight to Moscow.

And then-

And then Louise took me home.

I didn't know how to get rid of her.

And then she kept texting me for a month.

Why in the hell

didn't you ever tell me that?

Because I don't give a f***

about Louise Flannagan.

I didn't even want to tell

you about this till now.

When you came back from Russia,

you had forgotten all about it.

But not me.

We've done a lot worse than that,

and you know it.

I say, we've done a lot worse than that.

I think it's better I go now.

Hey!

Come here.

- Hey!

- Miles-

What do you think you're doing?

- Please let me leave.

- Where are you going?

Where do you think you're going?

Miles.

- Where do you think you're going?

- Miles, let me go, please.

Let me go. I swear to God

it's better this way.

Please let me go.

Hey! Hey, hey, hey.

Let me go, Miles.

Let me go!

Hey!

These are mine now.

You gave them back.

You want a beer?

Don't worry. It's not spiked.

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