Cadillac Man Page #4

- She didn't? All night?

- I don't know where she is.

- You called the police?

- She called from a pay phone.

She called? What did she say?

She said she's with friends.

She's with that prick Louie!

- Joey, come home.

- Listen, I can't.

If I come home, I blow my job.

She's OK. She...

- But look, Joey...

- She's gonna be all right.

If she comes home, call me.

- Joey, I need you...

- OK, Tina? You got it.

That little motherf***er's dead!

How do you do, sir?

Jackie Turgeon. How do you do?

This survey is bullshit.

Who are these experts?

What do they know?

They ever sell cars?

Come on, Benny,

we're the salesmen.

We've got to do

what we do best.

Lie. Cheat. Steal.

Cool it. That's

Donna's old man.

Excuse me.

Donna, come here!

I wanna talk to you!

It's her husband.

Where's Jackie?

Over there doing

some carpet inspection...

on the Mercedes.

Don't look.

Donna! I want to talk to you!

Larry, what the hell

are you doing over here?

So I'm thinking, it's Sunday.

What you got to

work on Sunday for?

I told you.

There's a big sale!

You already worked

half the night!

How many cars you sell

at 2:
00 in the morning?

Something's going on.

I can feel it.

Nothing's going on.

You're going crazy.

I ain't gonna be

your fool, Donna.

Go home, Larry!

Don't tell me what to do!

I'm going home.

You go inside.

I ain't gonna be your fool.

Jackie, all clear.

Go on, sell some cars, will you?

That was a little close.

Take no prisoners.

Nobody gets out of here alive.

No more, no more,

no more, no more

Hit the road, Little Jack

And don't you come back no more

What you say?

I know about you people.

You're all thieves.

Every time you

open your mouth...

you're gonna cost me money.

I'll do the talking, OK?

What I want, and what

I'm willing to pay.

You think you can

handle that, pal?

Definitely. Hop in.

Perfect fit, huh?

How is that, dear?

Feels good.

It looks great, honey.

Really packed in here.

I don't know.

What don't you know?

I just don't know.

This is a Bends, right?

- Benz.

- Benson?

Not Benson.

Benz.

How long have you

been selling cars?

Just a little while. 15 ye...

- You've got a lot to learn.

- I do?

Let me guess.

You're thinking you can't

afford this car.

Well, $45,000.

What?

Didrt mean to frighten you.

That's called sticker shock.

You want me to get some oxygen?

Sticker shock? I know

what I can afford.

I just don't know.

I don't know.

You're a hell of

a driver, Mr. Klopstock.

Are you ready to

take this baby home?

I don't know.

We're doing pretty good.

We moved 15 units...

but we can do better,

so I'm gonna allow $500...

off the buy-back

without prior approval.

Good. Jackie,

how many cars I do?

- Two. Just two.

- Christ, I'll lose my spot.

Benny, day's not over.

It's only 11:
30.

It don't matter if I'm gonna

lose my spot. I want to know.

You're not selling

cars standing here.

Hold on.

Joey? Is he there?

- He's here.

- Sign this.

- Doctor's on the phone.

- I can't talk now.

You rat. I'm sorry,

Mr. O'Briers with a customer.

- He's a very busy man.

- We were talking, Jackie.

I told you.

I'm not selling anymore

unless you get me...

a spot at the new place.

Joey, doctor says

it's an emergency.

What kind of emergency?

What kind of emergency?

Perhaps I can help...

This is Joey.

Lila, what?

What kind of emergency?

It's a busy day.

- I need an agent.

- An agent?

What kind of agent?

God damn it, Jackie!

We were talking here.

Stop listening to Joey

on the phone and answer me!

There are no guarantees, OK?

There are no guarantees in life.

What the f*** do you

need a press agent for?

I know. Listen...

It's not like you don't

have something to publicize.

Babe, you've got

a lot to publicize.

F*** you, Little, and f*** Big!

F*** 'em big and little!

Little and Big f***ing fucks!

Know what I'm saying?

I got the gist, man.

You know what I'm saying, Joey?

God damn it.

No, honey, somebody

learning English.

F*** you!

Better lighten up

on the caffeine.

- Number seven.

- Tell me the price.

Five grand for three months?

It's not the money, darling,

it's just the fact...

Wait a minute.

You're won'th it.

You're priceless,

babe. You know that.

Seven, Joe. Seven.

Moll, ten. Ten.

Centimeters.

That's cruel.

What? All right, listen.

I've got to get

back out there.

Five grand I've got to make,

and I gotta get it now. Get it?

So many women, so little cash.

Take no prisoners.

Thirty-five years

I've been selling cars.

Now all of a sudden,

I don't know what I'm selling.

What does that say?

"Salesman of the Year. "

Excuse me.

- Can I help you?

- You gave me a card.

Right. Something in black.

The hearse, right?

Sorry. Have a seat.

I'll be right with you.

What am I supposed to do now?

Grow legs like Molly?

I don't know, Ben.

I still wouldn't f*** you.

Sorry to keep you waiting.

You don't look so good.

It's getting to be a long day.

We own fleet of cabs.

Seven years,

we have nineteen taxis.

Twenty.

You're ready to step up

to a prestige luxury car.

We're gonna buy an American car.

Only American.

God bless you, sir. It's gonna

be hard to buy a Russian one.

Let me show you

this American car.

Lincoln Continental.

Do you have any kids?

I have... three kids.

And children.

Three his children

and two our kids.

Put the bad ones in the front

and the good ones in the back.

Real leather in the seat?

Real leather.

Nothing fake in America.

Joey, it's me.

Is she home?

- No, not yet.

- Not yet?

Why don't you try

calling this Louie?

I don't know his last name.

Do you know him?

I don't know his name.

We're not that close.

But if I ever do get

close to him...

he's gonna be wearing

his balls for earrings.

He going to be back or no?

I don't understand.

He selling this car?

I do sound a little tense.

You wanna know why?

I know why.

'Cause my day has been sh*t,

total sh*t.

My little girl's missing,

doing God knows what the hell.

I'm gonna lose my job.

I'm up to my ass in hock.

People are asking

money from me.

I've got to sell

seven more cars...

by the end of the day.

Sh*t. Total sh*t.

It could not get any worse.

Joey? What? What is it?

Is she there?

Tina, call me

when Lila... Lisa gets home.

Joy, don't do this to me.

I have a previous relationship

with these customers.

- Mr. Salesman, please!

- One moment!

Hello, Mrs. Munchack.

- He likes you.

- I hope. Mr. Munchack.

Joey O'Brien.

I put you in that 560SL.

My "relationship for life. "

- Nice.

- Has she run well for you?

The car.

She doesn't seem to have

any complaints.

Glad to hear that.

No complaints.

It's been like a dream.

I don't think I've ever loved

anyone... thing more.

It's been a pleasure

to service...

- Mr. Salesman, please!

- One moment, please!

I'll be right with you.

Place can't run without me.

What can I do for you,

Mr. Munshock?

Munchack. I'd like to

get a new car for my wife.

That's what I'm here for.

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