Butterfly on a Wheel Page #3

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- Please. Uh, this is important. It's--

- Neil!

- Neil!

- We really need your help.

Please listen to us.

My name is Neil Randall. And, uh,

this is my card. This is my wife.

OK, we need--we need money.

We're not begging.

OK, if you could just--

Oh, I'm late for a meeting.

No. No, you get back.

Our daughter could--

No, don't!

Our daughter could die

if you don't help us.

If you don't take your hands off of me

in the next 2 seconds--

Neil, let him go. Let's go.

I have an idea. I have an idea!

'Scuse me. 'Scuse me.

We need to sell this bracelet.

- I paid 2 grand for that.

- We only need 300.

- Yeah.

- OK.

Come on. We gotta go.

It's a fake. Give you 20 bucks.

What? It's not a fake.

- Are you kidding me?

- Baby, I paid 2 grand for it, OK?

Stop.

I was kidding. Kidding.

I'll give you 200, OK?

- Funny. 300.

- Oh, forget it.

Yeah. Well, there's just one little thing.

I can't forget it.

300. Now.

Come on. We got 2 minutes.

This way.

Aah!

- Where'd he go?

- S-sir?

Where did he go?

He was sitting right there.

I--I'm sorry, sir. I didn't see, um...

- The man, he was sitting right there.

- Uh, I'm sorry, I--

- Come on. You must have!

- Hey.

Dead on time.

Now this place ain't bad.

I might bring the good wife here, huh?

Settle this up, would you, Neil?

'Scuse us.

- So you got it?

- Yeah.

Quite a performance.

Let's see if you can

get to South Frank within 20 from here.

- I need this delivered in person.

- What's this?

- What's going on?

- Go and check the station after it's done.

Just a little errand for Abby, Neil.

Calm down.

- What is it?

- I don't know.

- (Indistinct)

- Easy, hey.

- (Indistinct)

- Easy, hey.

I want to get to know you a little better.

We might have something

in common--

For Christ's sake.

It's all right. Neil. I can do it.

I can deliver a letter, OK?

OK, OK. You go.

Take care, OK?

You're not worried, are you?

She might see a cop.

Start getting ideas.

No, she'll do it.

- Uhh.

- Abby!

Wait. Leave it. Leave it.

- You son of a b*tch!

- Just leave it, OK?

All right?

Anger's good, Neil.

Come on.

Come on. Let's go.

Let's go.

Hey!

Hey!

Hey.

One word and your daughter's dead.

- Hey.

- Dad.

It's good to see you, son.

How are you?

- What are you doing here?

- Uh, well, I just, uh...

had to come in for work, and, uh...

Well, what about you?

I mean, I wouldn't expect to see you

on the Westside.

Kory, that girl I met in social studies.

She lives just down the street, so.

Good.

Good.

Is, uh, everything OK?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Oh, just work, job.

I got a lot on my mind and stuff.

Listen, we gotta run.

- I'll catch you later on, OK?

- Yeah, sure.

Could you--

uh, use a ride, or...

- Yeah.

- Neil.

Have you forgotten something?

If you're late?

Huh?

Your wife'll kill you.

Yeah, I forgot.

I'm sorry, son. We're pushed for time.

I'll talk to you later, OK?

Sure.

So you got a child of your own

and you put us through this.

What's he going to think

of the two of you when this comes out?

Have you thought about that?

Hey, what's he going to think, huh?

Tell me. Come on.

What's he going to think?

What's he going to tell Kory when mom

and dad are on the evening news?

Have you thought about that?

Well, have you?

What the hell are you doing?

Uhh.

How's everything going at work?

I hear advertising's a cutthroat business.

A lot of pressure.

Is that why you screw up

so many people's lives?

What are you talking about?

Recognize that place?

Fifth floor. Straight ahead.

That's the head office

of Magris Industries.

You've heard of them?

Of course you have.

And with this million dollar launch

coming up,

I'm sure this is something

you'd want to keep under wraps.

What do you get for hacking into

corporate information these days?

- Where'd you get this?

- Ah, don't panic. It's only a copy.

Abby has the original.

Yeah, it's all down there

in black and white.

Times, places.

How you bought your way

into getting that account.

What would the competition do

with something like that?

Your company's reputation

will be ruined.

But Karl won't blame you, Neil.

Will he?

Well, Mr. Carver's due back any minute,

but I can give it to him for you.

No, it's OK. I've got to really give it

to him myself, thank you.

Sure. Have a seat.

You just want to destroy

everything we've got, don't you?

Look, I don't want

to destroy you, Neil.

I'll prove it.

I'll give you one shot.

- Stop her.

- You serious?

Stop her.

Uhh. Come on. Come on. Sh*t!

Hello?

Abby? It's--It's Neil.

Abby, don't hand over that envelope.

- What?

- Look, I--I don't have time to explain.

Just walk out of the office, OK?

We have to do what he says, Neil.

Think about Sophie.

Get out of there, Abby, please.

No, listen to me.

We have to do what he said.

Get out of there!

Look, he says it's all right.

All right.

Time's up.

Oh, no. Abby, no!

Excuse me. Are you Mr. Carver?

No! Abby, for Christ's sake, no!

No! Don't!

Abby, for Christ's sake! I said don't!

Sh*t!

Go on. You know you're dying for one.

Been thinking about something

you said in that restaurant.

Do you know what it was?

"I'm Mr. Randall," you said.

Maybe it's just me, but there's

something about you,

or anyone, calling themselves mister

that makes me feel

kind of...sick.

You know what I mean?

Yeah.

You think you can rely on someone,

And then she just...

You're pathetic.

By comparison to you, Neil,

of course I'm pathetic.

I mean, you've got everything.

Great job, nice...house.

Terrific wife.

Sh*t.

I was going to say lovely daughter.

Hey. Let's see how she's doing.

8-2-7.

Hey. It's me.

Any problems?

Good.

Right. She's watching cartoons.

- Let me speak to my daughter!

- All right. I'll check in later.

Keep the door locked.

Here you go.

She's an attractive woman, Neil.

Don't be hard on her.

I'm so sorry. I had to do it.

- No. I know.

- I didn't know what to do.

Listen, I've got to pick something up.

You stay here.

Why didn't you do what I--

What I told you?

Because I do what he tells me

to do until he says otherwise.

You know what? It doesn't matter.

I wasn't going to put Sophie in danger.

Not in danger. He told me to stop you.

Yes, but if I had done that,

who knows what he would have said?

Abby, he's playing with us.

Don't you get that?

- Yes, I get that.

- Well, that's a good girl.

Don't patronize me.

And don't stand there pretending that

your precious career doesn't matter.

Oh, you mean the thing

that keeps you in luxury?

Yeah, playing blocks with Sophie

for the past 6 years has been luxury.

Well, I'm real sorry, babe,

if bringing up your child

has been such a pain in the ass to you.

I didn't say that,

and by the way, Neil, honey,

she's our child!

This is what he wants.

- Oh, screw you.

- No, this is what he wants.

- Stop.

- Listen to me.

I have been listening

to you my whole life.

Do you get it? My whole life!

No, you listen to me! You listen to me.

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