False Pretenses Page #5

not sitting next to my locker.

- Erased?!

- Diane, listen, I'm sorry.

I... Somebody... Diane, I will

go to Wallace myself, okay?

I will go to him, I'll explain everything.

I'll tell him what was on the tapes.

Listen to me. He's going to

listen to me. I will tell him.

Diane.

[ Phone ringing ]

"Cash Cow".

Table for 6...

uh... yeah, I think we can make

that happen Miss. Seagle.

Can I get a number?

Great. See you then.

A guy picks up an envelope

off the street.

It's practically right

under your nose.

A thousand bucks inside.

It's just luck.

You could have picked

it up as easy.

So, he'll split it with you

if can prove you're a solid

citizen yourself.

You put up 500 of

your own money,

so you seal the envelop

just to be sure,

go down to your ATM,

withdraw the cash

and trade him your five hundred

for the envelope with a thousand.

Congratulations, you've

just made $500

for being in the right place

at the right time.

But, when you go back to

deposit the envelope.

There's nothing inside but

blank pieces of paper.

Wow.

How did you do that?

The mother of all cons.

Just a pigeon drop.

All you need is the pigeon

himself, a good line of patter,

preferable a partner to distract

him while you make the switch

and of course,

the all important seed money.

So, that's what a partner's

for. Distraction.

Why don't you ask old Boggs

once he sobers up.

Sounds like a game.

Real life Survivor.

Out think, out manoeuvre

the other guy.

But, if you lose, you better have a

dream team of lawyers standing by.

And if you win?

You can afford to double

down the next time.

More seed money, bigger pot,

higher stakes, bigger winnings.

So, what's the game we're

playing now?

Musical chairs. The money

goes round and round.

You pay the early investor

a fat return

out of the new investors'

contributions,

you bank the rest, replenish

your seed money.

And when the music stops?

We get Texas in our rear

view mirror.

So, when do I quit my day job?

After you get back your

seed money?

It's not about the money.

Oh, it's about the money.

- Okay, it's about the money.

- Yeah.

But it's also a way

to keep score.

It's all about being faster,

smarter, better.

So, are you in?

And my seed money, partner?

- 20% of the take.

- 40.

Hey, it's my con.

You're coming late.

Yeah, but will you still

respect me in the morning.

Well, it looks like I've

created a monster.

You still got my keys?

So, tonight profit cheques came

out of last week's investments.

Did I say that?

Didn't you?

And next week's profit cheques

will come out of tonight's take.

Take. That's such an ugly word.

And what's left over, where

does that go?

Operating expenses. Seed money.

Mark, if I'm going to be your partner I

really need to understand how this works.

- Give me the briefcase.

- Aaah!! - Hand it over.

All right, all right. You

really don't want to do this.

Come on. Don't make

me ask you again!

All right, all right, take it easy.

There's a lady here. There you go.

You okay?

Yeah, you all right?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Robert Tawn, does

it ring a bell?

No, no. Shouldn't we call 9-1-1?

You're smarter than

that, all right?

This only works if we stay

under the radar.

No police reports, no photos

in the paper, and

when we leave...

No loose ends.

Just Texas in our

rear view mirror.

A $500 case, ruined!

$1,500 suit.

Oh my God.

92nd... Airborne. Desert storm.

So that's where you learned

to fight like that?

That's where I learned

a lot of things.

Whoa, guys with knives?

Fist fights?

If you ask me, you're getting

mighty deep here.

He ruined my life.

Okay, I respect that, I do,

but sometimes...

sometimes we've just got to tell

ourselves little lies, you know?

Just to get through the day.

Like mine used to be

that Dennel's daddy's

coming back someday.

Maybe yours... maybe yours is

Rand and the gun thing.

- Cerise.

- No, no.

I know what humped and dumped feels

like, all right? I've been there.

And if this was all about

just this Mark guy

then you'd be out a nice house and all that

money, but you'd still have a husband.

- He killed my husband.

- No!

Ain't nobody pulled that trigger

but Rand.

What he did, he did for him,

not for you.

[ Locker slams shut ]

You have no right.

You don't know anything

about my life.

Well, I know...

I know he made this mess all by

himself and left you to clean it up.

I know that you don't owe him.

He left you.

Are you listening to me?

[Mark]:
Thank you. Excellent.

I'm ready.

Hey.

Hey there.

Did somebody rob a bank?

Not me.

Looks like you're going to be paying off

that head gasket for the rest of your life.

- Yeah, it feels like it.

- For whatever it's worth,

your credit's real good around

here, sweetheart.

Thank you.

Dee, isn't it? Dee Martin.

Chason Boggs, we met

the other night.

Yes, of course.

Yeah. Not one of my finer

moments if I recall.

Perhaps I can make amends

with a little libation.

Oh well, thanks, but I've really

got to get to the laundry.

I just need a minute

of your time, Dee.

- Oh, Mr. Boggs, maybe...

- Ah, Chase, please.

Dee, I don't mind telling

you that I am

more than just a

little concerned.

Chicago.

Mark. That boy's already stood

me up, twice.

I like you, Dee. I truly do.

But I can't afford another last

minute snafu.

Not this time, and you being

his partner and all,

I want to impress upon you just

how important it is

that if there's anything

I should know

about that boy's

elusive behaviour,

this'd be a mighty good time

to share it.

Mr. Boggs.

Is that your car parked over

there in a handicapped zone?

If I can afford

that car, Deputy,

I can surely afford a

parking citation.

I'm sure you can, but I don't

think that impound driver

knows the right way to

hook up a Caddy.

Nice visiting with you, darling.

You give some thought

to what I said.

Hmm?

- See ya' cowboy.

- Deputy.

Hey! Hell, what are you doing?!

[Whispering]:
He had a gun.

This is Texas,

everybody has a gun.

- [Whispering]:
He threatened me with that gun.

- Relax, it's okay, calm down.

- [Whispering]:
He threatened me!

- Relax, relax. It's okay.

Look, I'm really sorry

about the tapes.

Yeah, I am too.

It wasn't your fault, I just

really wanted to get him.

We will, okay?

I'm not going to let you down

this time, I swear.

Thanks.

Come here, I want to show

you something.

A place where I like to go

when I'm off duty.

Carl's ice house 2.

Back in the days before

air conditioning,

people used to come to

places like this,

get ice for their ice boxes and

well, just cool off.

Hey.

How do they stay in business?

Well, mostly they don't.

AM/PMs, Win Dixies

sprouting up all over.

The last of a dying breed. This one

kind of fell through the cracks.

[Speaking spanish]: Hola.

Qu tal?

[Speaking spanish]:

Muy bien, gracias.

Vamos a tomar dos cervezas,

tacos, enchiladas

y un plato de guacamole.

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