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No, buddy, we were talking,

you were just...

You were standing looking like a fag.

- OK, Charles...

- Charles, you run along.

The lady and I are gonna get acquainted.

- Where you goin'?

- Get your hands off me.

Fine. Relax. You stupid whore.

Take it easy, buddy.

Can we get some ice, please?

Taxi!

Taxi!

- That one?

- No. My husband meets clients there.

Hey, how about that one?

- You OK?

- Yeah.

- Stop the cab, please.

- Sure, lady.

I can't, Charles. I'm sorry.

- Keep the change.

- Thanks, buddy.

Good luck with her.

I know, I know.

- How much for a room?

- Forty-six dollars.

You want to use the hotel safe?

Lt's an extra ten.

No, just the room, please.

It's that way.

... 45 minutes waiting

for you to come upstairs.

I was stressed. I had a drink.

What do you mean,

stressed, a drink?

What about me? What about me?

Just shut the f*** up!

What is wrong with you?

I won't shut the f*** up.

It is 3:
00 in the morning.

Beautiful.

So, what do you think?

You wanna stay, or you wanna go?

I don't know.

I think, um...

I think I wanna f*** you.

You make one sound,

Ill blow your f***in' heads apart.

Shh!

Always...

...chain your door in a place like this.

But, hey, thanks for the invite.

Ill give you all my money.

"No sound" means you shut the f*** up.

- Please don't hurt him.

- You get that?

Give me your f***in' wallets now.

Come on, give me your wallet.

Come on, come on.

This doesn't look like her...

...Charlie.

Hmm.

That stupid f***

doesn't look like you, neither.

Lucinda.

You two f***in' around, huh?

Slummin' it, ain't ya?

You're f***in' slummin' it,

you piece of sh*t.

Isn't that exciting?

Please, just take the money.

Chuck, I already took your money.

You see this? This was your money,

and I took it. Now it's mine.

- I promise we won't go to the police.

- I know you won't

'cause you look like a nice guy.

Ain't you a nice guy?

You look nice to me.

She looks kinda nice. Are you nice?

Lucinda.

Oh! No!

- Let her go, please.

- Come on, come on.

- Please.

- How can I let her go,

such a fine piece of ass like that?

Look at that.

Me and f***in' Lucinda,

we gotta do a lot of things together.

All kinds of sh*t.

Oh, man.

I could make you scream, you know?

Ls she better than

your wife at home? Ha.

Look at that.

Aah!

What'd you say, Charlie?

I can f*** her? Well, thanks... Charlie.

I knew you were a nice guy.

Whoa! Where you goin', Lucinda?

You gonna take it from him,

or you gonna go for a whole lot more?

Shh!

Check this out, Charlie.

Championship f***in', right here.

- Twelve rounder.

- No.

Aah!

- Oh, please.

- Shut up!

- Yeah, you don't wanna miss this.

- No!

Please. No, please. Please.

Hey, Chuck, f*** her like that.

Come on, Chuck. Don't fail me, man.

Round four coming up.

No, stop, please!

Ill take you to a hospital.

I'm so sorry.

Ill call the police.

No. No.

We... We gotta give a description.

Stop. Stop it.

No.

The police are gonna wanna know

what we were doing here.

So we tell them.

We have to.

Can't.

Oh, my God, my family.

Well, what do you want me to do?

Tell me what to do.

I just want you to get me out of here.

Holy sh*t, Chaz.

- Oh, my God!

- Looks like you got hit by a train.

I'm OK. I'm fine.

- I just had a little accident.

- What the hell happened?

- I got mugged.

- Jesus.

I've just been to the hospital. Doctor

said I'm good. No permanent damage.

- You get a look at this guy, Chaz?

- No.

You call the police?

They're gonna call me

if my wallet turns up.

Maybe you oughta go home.

Did you call Deanna?

Yeah.

There's just, um,

a couple of things I gotta do.

Um... cancel my credit cards.

- Call the DMV.

- Charles.

Don't be stupid.

Go home. OK?

Goddamn city.

I hate it.

I work in the city, Dee.

I cant just quit my job.

What would I do?

You could teach again.

You used to be a great teacher.

My job is what allows us

to save for Amy's drugs.

How do we do that

on a pair of teachers' salaries?

We could sell the house.

We've already got

two mortgages on the house.

Selling it doesn't do us any good.

Mom?

Yeah. Hi, sweetie.

Deanna, can you get that?

- Dee!

- Excuse me.

Just give me a minute.

Yeah.

Hey, Charlie.

Charlie? Can you hear me?

- What do you want? How did...?

- Well, how's your busted nose?

- Still hurtin'?

- Why are you calling me?

Just checkin' out if you were keeping

your promise about the police and all.

'Cause after all,

a promise is a promise, huh?

- Hello?

- I got it. It's business.

A business call. Honey, for God's sake.

Excuse me. Who's this?

Well, this is Mr. LaRoche.

Mr. LaRoche,

my husband's had a rough day.

- Can this wait?

- What happened?

- He was mugged.

- Charles, I had no idea.

Please, I'm sorry.

Why didn't you tell me so?

Honey, can you hang up, please?

OK, hon.

So you haven't told her. Huh? Have you?

You haven't told your wife

you're f***in' Lucinda.

You listen to me, you f***in' a**hole!

You go near her again,

I swear to God...

I need a loan, Charlie.

I really hate to ask,

but I'm a little short,

and since you canceled

your credit cards, well,

you know what? I need 20,000.

That's ridiculous. I don't have 20,000.

Charlie, Charlie, Charlie,

you're a big f***in' executive.

I don't have that kind

of cash just lyin' around.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Hey, man, I just

don't give a sh*t about your cash flow.

I want 20,000 now, you hear me?

OK, OK. Ill get it.

What'll you get?

I want to hear it because, you know,

My English is not very good.

Ill get you the 20,000.

OK.

Well, thank you, Charlie.

Corner of Western

and Parkway, noon, Friday.

- Don't ever call me at home again...

- Au revoir, Charlie.

Hey.

You OK?

I haven't seen you

on the train all week.

I've called in sick the whole week.

I can't eat, I can't sleep.

- So he called you.

- I think we should go to the police.

No! No, Charles.

You're not understanding me.

If my husband finds out

that I had an affair,

he will file for divorce.

He will do anything.

What do you mean?

He'll take my daughter.

- Really?

- Yes.

You don't know him. He's not like you.

Now this is all I can spare

without my husband noticing.

No. No way. No. Ill take care of it.

I just wanted to make sure you're OK.

I don't think we should

see each other anymore.

I'm sorry.

Hey.

I want to see you.

I can't, Charles. I'm sorry. I can't.

What?

Where you goin'?

Come on, we're talkin' to you.

Goddamn dog.

- F*** you don't watch where you goin'?

- Sorry.

Sorry don't pay the bills, white boy.

Sorry don't stop

world wars or feed the poor.

As far as I'm concerned,

sorry's for sh*t.

I'm sorry. I didn't see you.

Charlie, is it?

Your name Charlie?

- Yeah.

- Call you Chuck?

# Chuck, Chuck, bo buck

# Banana fana fo f*** #

- Where's LaRoche?

- Ill take you to him.

F*** you think I'm here for,

conversation?

Look, why don't I

just give you the money?

Hey, you're not givin' me sh*t,

you understand?

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