Cadillac Man Page #10

I never did Donna.

What?

Let her through.

It's his wife.

Come on, get out of my way!

- Go!

- Let's go!

You got it.

Just let me find her, OK?

You got it.

Let's get out of here.

Where's Lisa?

I don't know.

- Where the hell's your daughter?

- Now she's my daughter.

According to the court order

she is!

What are you yelling

at me for?

I don't know.

Come here, you.

Looks like we missed

all the fun.

What are we gonna tell them?

We? I ain't talking to them.

I'm gonna be in big trouble.

You better leave.

No problem. I'm going.

The underwear

goes on the inside.

Come here, Lisa.

I miss this.

You sure you don't want me

to drive you home?

You don't get back

in the driver's seat that easy.

You feel like giving...

an old car salesman

a second chance?

I'll tell you what.

Come over to the house

for supper tomorrow.

We'll cook up some of that

old baloney of yours...

and see how it goes down.

- Bye-bye.

- See you, Dad.

Joey, no more hanky-panky.

You go straight home.

Benny, I'm out of here.

Thanks, man. Thanks for

coming through for us.

That's our new motto...

everybody gets out alive.

Monday, huh?

Hi-ho, Silver!

You want a deal,

you give me a call.

I think you know

the number, right?

Thanks, O'Brien.

You got it.

God, I love to sell.

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