Dirty Weekend Page #3
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All's well that ends well.
Guess who said that.
Shakespeare.
I, uh... I need pills.
I'll be right here.
If you're coming, come.
Hi, there. Hello.
Uh, you carry pills? Ibuprofen?
Mm-hmm. The rear.
Excuse me?
In the rear.
I'm sorry, I have no idea
what you just said right now.
Yeah. All right, I know
where the rear would be,
but are we on
the same page here?
You have medicine?
Of course.
Back there.
Medicine, aisle two!
Uh...
I'm just pulling your leg. We love
to say that in this business...
"cleanup on aisle two"
and that sh*t.
Ah, I'll bet you do.
Of course, it always helps
to have an aisle two,
but I guess that's
beside the point.
I need advil. Do you have any?
Back in the rear.
Right, the rear. Okay.
Excuse me.
Uh, uh, can I have
the, uh, ibuprofen, please?
Yep.
Thank you.
Keep it. Excuse me?
Uh, it's a tip.
Sorry, but it's not enough.
Oh. Oh, sorry.
Whoops.
Now keep it.
Cool. Thanks.
Keep in touch.
Thanks, buddy.
Thank you.
Okay.
I will do. Thank you very much.
Thank you.
Nothing yet.
Dallas is still
under the weather.
Perfect.
Don't take too many of those.
Okay.
I suppose d*ldos
could be considered trinkets.
Is that the idea?
Yeah, funny.
Ha, ha, ha.
You seem
pretty interested there.
No, no, I'm just...
just taking a rest. That's all.
Right. I am.
Hard to believe
they can put stuff like this
out here where anybody
could just...
you know, children and all that.
Of course.
It's embarrassing, if you
want to know the truth.
I'm embarrassed for the people
who run this place.
Why are you embarrassed?
Well, it's what they
got to do to make a living...
sell sh*t like this, sick sh*t.
I mean, it's just plastic and
metal... that's all... rubber.
It's only sick if you let it be.
Oh, you have the
marquis de sade scholarship
back there at Cambridge?
Very good, les.
Anyway, I-I wasn't looking.
I'm just... you know,
I'm taking a pause.
That's all.
I won't tell any of your little
friends back at the office
if that's what you're
worrying about.
because I didn't do anything.
Whatever you say.
That's right. So?
So, you can go inside
if you want to.
I don't want to.
How could you even think that?
I'm...
I'm stretching, all right?
I'm... I'm just taking a little
moment here at this sex shop.
That's all.
Okay. I'm sorry I misread you.
All right.
Well, do you want to get
a coffee or something?
Yes, I do. Yeah.
Thank you. Yep.
Hello.
Morning. Good morning.
Just what part of the morning
looks good to you, huh?
It's a
professional courtesy, is all.
Got it.
Coffee?
Or something a bit warmer?
Oh, just the coffee for me.
Thanks much. Very good.
How about you, sir?
Mm, coffee's fine,
maybe with just
a hint of warmth.
Very good. And, uh,
make it the nice stuff.
I'm paying with yankee dollars.
Very good, sir. Very good?
Hey, say... say, your son doesn't happen
to work as a flight attendant, does he?
No, sir, afraid not.
He's gay.
Oh. Well, very good.
That's, uh...
that's a full-time job,
although I don't know what it has
to do with anything, you know?
You got me.
Here?
Maybe he's just coming to terms
with it, you know?
Maybe he says it to everyone
who comes in here,
his way of trying
to cope with it.
Cope with what?
I mean, his kid's gay. So what?
Other than the fact that he can't
work for the airlines, apparently,
I don't see what the problem is.
That's very progressive-sounding
coming out of your mouth.
I'm progressive.
Live and let live,
whatever else you want
to say about it.
Here you go.
And that's got the heat.
Very good. Very good, indeed.
Ohh! Ohh!
Wow.
Holy sh*t.
Is that coffee or firewater?
Seriously.
You're a brave soul.
Me? You must be kidding.
No, you are,
letting some stranger
top off your drink
with anything he sees fit.
Nah, it's...
you have a touch of the
daredevil in you. Hardly.
This is about as crazy
as I get... Almost.
Ooh, cryptic.
Yes. Yes, it is.
I mean, I can't talk.
I'm the same way, so...
Yeah? Mm.
Well, yeah, I guess so.
I've worked with you
for, what, two years?
I don't really know
anything about you.
Well, you know
I'm a good coworker.
I'm a valuable member
of the sales team.
What else is there to know?
Well, nothing, I suppose,
except most people want to.
They like to know
who they spend time with...
a little something, anyway.
I'll tell you what...
if you tell me
about this little errand,
I'll give you an earful.
How's that?
And start with that little thing that
you keep pulling out of your wallet...
very mysterious.
What? Go on.
It's pretty obvious, though, the
way you keep going back to it.
So?
No. No, no way.
Go on.
No, I'm not playing
that game with you.
Oh, come on. No.
No. Unh-unh.
This... this is silly.
You have a secret.
Let's just drop it.
Okay, fine, but you're the one who
wanted to get to know one another.
No, no, I meant... this is...
sh*t like that.
Well, just tell me something
about yourself.
What'll it hurt?
It's nothing. I promise.
What is? The thing.
Th-the piece of paper,
it's... what thing?
I-I made a shopping list.
That's all.
When? What?
Oh, just... just before
we took off,
when we were waiting on the...
on the tarmac.
That's not true.
What isn't? Well, if you
don't want to tell me, fine,
but don't lie to me.
Who's lying? You are.
No. You are.
Yes, you are because you
couldn't have written...
we weren't supposed to be
in Albuquerque today,
so, you know,
how could you have written
a list of things
that you wanted to buy, um,
before we even got here?
You know, don't...
that's a fib. I'm sorry.
Well, I... when I wrote...
all right. Okay. You...
you got me. That's fine.
Here. Here, look,
it's... it's nothing.
I'll show it to you. Here.
There.
You satisfied?
I-it's just a... it's just
a scrap of paper, that's all.
All right, hand it over if
it's just a scrap.
No, let's just
finish our drinks and...
and get back out there.
I told that guy
we'd be done in an hour.
Fine.
I'm ready, and I'm a Virgo,
by the way.
Oh, good.
Thanks for the information.
Nat, don't.
Don't. No. Give... give it... come on, les.
Let me just look at it.
Give it back. God damn it!
All right! Okay! Okay!
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
So, is this gonna be
a big freeze-out now or what?
Pretty much, yeah.
Aw, don't be that way.
It's fine. Don't worry
about it. Let's just go.
It's no big thing. I promise.
Yeah, exactly, it's your
"no big thing,"
so I have no business
getting involved.
We're colleagues, that's all, coworkers.
Why should you tell me anything?
I don't tell you anything, so why
should you tell me anything?
So, it's fine.
Let's just leave it.
Nat, I'm not trying to be all...
and you say I'm secretive.
Christ. Look, it's just...
This is...
I just want to know
who Zorro is.
What?
You read it?
Yes.
Oh, sh*t, that was...
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