Camera Store Page #6

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camera...

Are doing this entire package

for $1,800 dollars less.

You don't want my money?

No, no, no...

It's... it's, um...

You see, even with our strict...

Price matching policy...

We simply, uh...

Well, we simply can't match

that.

You understand.

No, I don't.

You said that...

Forget what I said!

Sometimes I just talk.

Come on.

We're going to take this

camera...

And get it fixed by someone

else.

Mr. Lapine?

Customer.

Sign says you do repairs?

Yes.

That include pro gear?

Yes.

You use a good local tech?

Ah, I'm afraid no such

animal exists.

If I can't do it, then I send it

down to the techs in Hackensack.

What seems to be the problem?

Can I give you a hand?

Hey!

I gotta do this right.

It's a f30 with a digital back.

I'm hoping to rescue the images.

Four shots.

Then we should probably be able

to retrieve them.

I cycled in fresh batteries

the whole time...

I was at Walter Reed.

That should keep the chip hot,

right?

I would think so, yes.

Yes, it should.

Make sure the image files

don't get deleted...

Because they're important.

I do understand, yes.

It's crazy, one minute...

Okay, I'm in Sarajevo, okay,

in a un safe zone...

And he's mugging for me,

you know...

Smiling for my camera.

He's... he's a funny little kid,

and um...

The next...

The round goes off like

a snap in my ear.

There's no blood, it just looks

like he's sleeping, you know...

It's just a kid, you know,

it's just a kid.

I'm sure it was painful.

Uh... I'm sorry, man.

I'm sorry, I, uh... I gotta

learn to shut up, you know.

It's all right.

I gotta learn to shut up.

Can you... can you do the work?

I'm sorry.

Send it to the...

Do the work please!

Come on, do the work, please!

Save the pictures, please!

Do your job!

So, I want to send

joyous holiday wishes...

To you and yours...

From all of us here at

bibideaux photographic.

Goodbye.

God bless.

Pete, give us a minute.

Okay.

Pinky, what is it with Ray?

The boy.

Losing him... tore their

marriage apart.

Man show 'em who you really are.

You get a new life.

F*** up...

And you die in this joint, Ray.

We spoke earlier regarding

my reference from lion.

Receptionist

you do realize it's a holiday?

Of course, yes, I know.

I'm aware that it's a holiday.

But this matter cannot wait

until Monday.

You can imagine him.

He was an a**hole before.

Can you think of what

it was like...

To live with him afterwards?

But if it was Ray's store,

then how did bibideaux take it?

He did it the old fashioned way.

He stole it.

Not that I blame Alma.

You couldn't blame Alma.

Alma was really special,

you know.

So, Ray's wife left him?

And then...

And then remarried bibideaux?

Holy sh*t.

Alma.

Shouldn't you be in boca?

I was.

What happened, they run out

of ice?

I quit.

Three years ago.

I'll just congratulate myself.

Ah, no, I'm sorry.

Good, no, that's good,

I'm glad for you.

Yeah.

Thanks.

I sure put you through

a lot of trouble.

Nah... you know I don't

remember.

It was a long time ago.

These days I'm lucky I remember

where I parked the car.

I saw it in the lot.

Ray! You kept it.

Yeah, it's a f***ing Christmas

heirloom, of course, I kept it.

Yeah.

It looks like it.

Watch what you say,

I cleaned that up myself.

Do you remember that first

Christmas?

We were in that little place

on catalpa circle?

Not so much.

Oh, come on, come on...

You took the Christmas tree

and you planted it.

Uh-huh, yeah, yeah, yeah.

It grew like a weed, too.

Well, you watered it night

and day.

I froze my ass off.

It must be big now.

Got cut down.

No!

Yeah.

The county.

Progress, huh?

What were you doing over in

that part of the neighborhood?

Um... I should, uh...

Good to see you though, really.

Enjoy your shopping.

Ray.

I didn't...

I didn't come here to shop.

I came to see you.

What for?

The camera store, he's...

Oh, listen.

Goddammit.

You know what?

Tell your husband, if he's got

a problem...

With the way that I run things

here, just have him come down...

Face me man to man,

not send his wife.

I got an important phone call

to make, all right?

Ray, please, just...

Just listen to me for a minute.

Oh, f***!

It stopped! This old f***ing

watch stopped!

I'm standing here bullshitting

with you.

It wasn't bullshit.

It's closed now, Nakimura

is gone, I'm...

Alma, tell me... please tell

me...

What... what are you doing here?

Did your husband send you, what?

To, I don't know, soften me

up so don't get pissed off...

When he stuck me with another

sh*t bonus?

Is that what... I mean,

my entire day.

At open, I get the ghost

of Christmas present.

And now, at closing, the ghost

of Christmas past...

Comes floating in.

Who showed up at open?

Ah, f***in', Karly.

Reagan?

Yeah, Karly Reagan, he was...

Asking advice, talking about

the future.

Was this long blue streak

of salesman bullshit...

As opaque and vague

as your bullshit.

It wasn't bullshit.

Please, just tell me you're

not part of this, huh?

Oh, I'm not even going to answer

that question.

Do me a favor, answer me this...

How can you be with that

miserable f***?

Because he's not you.

Pull.

Ray!

Ray, come on, you gotta

see this.

Ray, would you just...

Would you just once,

listen to me?

Ray?

What the f***, man?

Nakimura and your husband?

They knew this was my

f***ing idea!

Ray, I didn't know,

I came to tell you.

What, that your husband's

a colluding prick?

And where were you all

this time? Boca?

Oh, that's not fair.

Oh, and this is?

Ray, come on, take it easy.

You spineless invertebrate,

you knew about this?

You knew this was my idea.

How many f***ing times have

I talked about this?

How many f***ing times?

Mr. b. Doesn't tell me anything.

I swear to god, I had no idea

you were serious.

Serious? Okay.

Wanna talk serious?

You talk to Nakimura, you want

to hear serious, huh?

Pinky! Pinky, you gotta

get out here!

I was one signature away.

One kind word spoken about me

and I'm in.

You amateur c*nt!

You let this happen!

I didn't let nothing happen!

You said it yourself, Ray,

I don't run this mall.

B does!

This is his work.

F*** you, you're the warden

here.

No! You know who your jailer

is, Ray?

Not me.

Do I keep you here?

Do I hold the keys?

Do I lock you in every night?

I try to talk to you.

I try to work with you to

make the time go easier.

And you got no cause to come

in everyday...

And demean me like I was

nothing. I ain't nothing!

I didn't make you

take this job, junior.

Do you ever think

about anybody else...

But your miserable

f***ing self, Ray?

You ever think maybe

I want more? A future?

It ever occur to you that this

ain't the job that I want...

But the job I got?

You want a f***ing job?

You want another f***ing job?

How about peeing your pants?

How about hate?

Ray.

Pinky, what the f***?

Come on, it's over.

It's okay, Ray.

No, it's not.

It's all right, mate.

Alma.

No, she's not here, mate.

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