God's Pocket Page #5

If you woke up here alone,

you'd never get back.

Never want to.

Hey, Nick.

Got a minute?

I'm here.

I got some meat.

Thought maybe you could use some.

No.

Well, how much you got?

Four sides, Kansas choice beef.

No.

How much you want?

$1,000. I don't got time

to f*** around with this.

You got it with you?

Yeah, let me take you

down a side to look at.

I could look at it in the truck.

I got some other sh*t in there.

I don't care what you

got in your truck.

I don't see nothing but meat

when I'm looking at meat.

Let me pull you down a side.

Eh, f*** it. I don't

think I want in on this.

- All right, take a look.

- For Christ's sakes.

- I don't see nothing...

- It's good beef.

I don't see nothing but

what I'm looking at.

Anything else is your own business.

Oh.

This looks good, man.

- What are you doing?

- Let me take a look at it.

You don't got to go up there.

I'm just doing some guy

a favor, all right?

Don't pay any attention

to that. It's nothing.

It's cold.

It's a refrigerated truck.

What do you say, Nick?

You gonna take it off

my hands or what?

It's a cheap suit.

What happened to him?

He died.

I-I-I'm doing some guy a favor.

I don't like this.

You put me in a bad position.

Because of you,

I'm an accessory now.

You ain't nothing because

you ain't seen nothing.

I ain't taking that kind of meat.

Who knows what kind of

sickness it could have got

riding back here with a human body?

You're the one that wanted

to f***ing look at it.

I didn't want to see that.

As a matter of fact,

I didn't see it.

I don't know nothing about it,

and you didn't come by today.

Take the f***ing meat.

I ain't... get the

f*** out of here.

I thought when you told

me about this place,

you might have made it up.

I bought this for my wife

without telling her.

That's before she realized

that she hated me.

Okay.

Wait a minute. Wait a minute.

All right.

This is where the living

room was supposed to be.

It's a good view.

Sh*t.

Ah.

I'm 60 years old.

You don't look that old.

Well...

I'm 60 years old, and a

whole city loves me.

I get letters every

day from people...

asking me to come to dinner,

visit them in the Poconos.

Do you go?

No.

Golf... they want me to play golf.

It's pretty.

It's actually beautiful.

Tell me,

how long would it take you

to get tired of having

a celebrity around?

Mickey!

What, you come here to finally

sell me that truck, huh?

Yeah, yeah. I need

to get rid of it.

Oh.

What's... what's wrong with it?

Ah, nothing.

Temporary financial problem.

Okay, well, what did you...

what did you pay for that thing?

Oh, my God, Mickey, they

saw you coming, huh?

And there's nothing wrong with it?

60,000 miles on it.

I check the oil, keep

it in the garage.

Now, you can start it up,

but I don't want

nobody taking it out.

I got some stuff in the back.

I don't see nothing but what

I'm looking at, Mickey.

You heard me.

All right.

Stretch! Stretch!

It's hard to believe only two

days ago, Leon was alive.

Nothing works against

you like time.

Time's a b*tch.

Oh.

So you said you found

something out about Leon?

My husband's gonna

wonder where I am.

Let me tell you about your husband.

He can put an air conditioner

into a wall all by himself

or lift an engine block,

but he sits in that bar for

two hours every night,

and then he comes home,

and he doesn't say jack sh*t.

He doesn't have the faintest

idea what to do with you.

How long you had that thing?

About a year and a half.

Well, you know, if everything

works out, Mickey,

you know, I could probably

get you, like, 51/2, 6.

Yeah.

Yeah, because business sucks

in the summer, Mickey.

Everyone's thinking about p*ssy.

Hmm.

What the f***?

He's just gonna make sure

that everything checks out.

What the f***?

He'll be right back.

He's gonna be back in a sec...

Mickey.

Mickey, I can't buy no truck without

taking it out for a drive first.

You know that.

I really should be getting back.

I'm not mad. I'm just running!

Wait a minute!

Stop!

This is my motherfucking meat.

Take it easy, lady.

Where the f*** did he think he

was going in a suit like that?

Anyone see the vehicle

hit the victim?

Jesus Christ.

I love you.

The moment that I laid eyes on

you, I was in love with you.

Where... where's your truck?

It's wrecked.

Stretch?

I don't know... hospital, I guess.

You got insurance, Mick?

I told you you could start it

but not to take it anywhere.

I got to try it before I buy it.

You told me 6.

Oh, Mickey, I...

You know, I can't buy

something that's wrecked.

I would love to help

you out, but I...

You bought it already.

You know, technically, Mick...

That's for the mahogany box, the

funeral, and everything else, right?

Where's the deceased?

He's down at the morgue.

There was another accident.

When it rains, it pours.

Yeah, well, they got him down there.

They probably don't know who he is.

- He wasn't carrying no identification.

- What the hell happened to you?

Can we take care of this tomorrow?

I want it done tomorrow.

Let me call down the

morgue and find out.

You know, this never

come up before.

Jeanie.

Jeanie.

Hello.

Hey, Mick. It's Bird.

Yeah.

You heard, right?

What?

You should have seen it.

I didn't even know Sophie kept

that f***ing thing loaded.

What, Sal?

Yeah.

Sophie and I are gonna

get out of here tonight.

I'll let you know where we end up.

Good luck, Mick.

What the hell happened to you?

The funeral's tomorrow at 3:00.

If you wouldn't mind

letting people know?

That's good.

Saturday is a good

day for a funeral.

Small service at Jack's.

Shame about the kid.

The whole neighborhood was sorry.

But they didn't live with him.

They don't know what

it's really like.

That's the truth.

And they didn't live with Jeanie.

They can say this or that.

It's all just talk.

What is?

Don't listen to them.

Nobody in here went any

further than the 10th grade.

What's just talk?

She was just riding in his car.

It doesn't mean anything.

What the f*** are

you talking about?

The big thing is, you can

leave all of this behind.

That's the beauty part.

Remember that.

You want to know why I

never got out of here?

What I want to know is

what everybody's saying.

Ray.

It's nothing.

I'm telling you.

Ray.

That Jeanie's been f***ing

Richard Shellburn.

It's not what I think.

It's what they're saying.

Come down off your throne

And leave your body alone

She ain't f***ing nobody.

Somebody

Must change

She ain't.

I've been waiting so long

Somebody holds the key

Well, I'm near the end

And I just ain't got the time

She's got... she's got some idea

that Leon died differently

than the cops said, is all.

He's helping her.

What the f*** you

starting now, Ray?

We're just talking.

F***in' funeral's tomorrow, and

you're talking sh*t like that?

I didn't say anything everybody

else in here didn't say first.

Don't believe anything

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