Hard Luck Page #6

You was f***ing Sol, wasn't you?

- Say what?

- You was boning him, right?

That night, you was supposed

to be the getaway driver, wasn't you?

No. We didn't need a getaway

until you f***ed things up.

I didn't f*** things up. The whole

scenario was a setup. Sol was a fink.

Gino was in with the cops, and they

was running the shake-and-take.

Don't worry about

Sol returning your phone calls.

- What?

- They popped him. He's dead.

Let's go. Let's go.

Sometimes in life, it seems like

if you don't have bad luck...

...you don't have no luck at all.

- No.

No, I did not sleep with Sol and no.

- Whatever. It don't matter.

- What? No, it matters to me.

I know that you think

because I'm a stripper...

...that I sleep with everybody,

but that's not the case.

- Sol was just an acquaintance.

- Or just a friend, right?

Yes. I mean, you know, he gave me

paper every now and then...

...but to tell the truth,

he was more intent on impressing you.

He used to say

that you were a true player.

You know, an original gangster.

Original gangster. Player.

Well, the frog's in a well,

and rat's in a cage.

What does that mean?

It means all of these

player gangsters out here...

...they get so caught up

in their own fantasy...

...that they can't see the real picture.

See, they think they running sh*t.

They ain't running sh*t.

More likely they running in sh*t.

They just can't smell it though.

Look, I did things. I was grimy.

I hustled, I scrambled, I did all of that.

At one point I thought

the world was mine.

And then I realized,

oh, man, I got caught in a trick.

Trick had me killing my own people,

killing myself.

Probably killed more black people

than the Ku Klux Klan.

So you're trying to find

your way out of hell.

I can't find my way out of sh*t.

And anybody who follows me

is foolish.

Including you.

And now authorities are offering

a $200,000 reward for the capture...

...of the Sawtooth Killers.

- Just pick one.

F*** you. Life's too short to be evil.

Wait up, b*tch! Sh*t.

- How much further?

- How the hell should I know?

Probably could have been there if you

hadn't given the damn car a seizure.

What? What?

Put that sh*t away.

My ankle.

- Can you come help me, please?

- I told you about them cute-ass shoes.

Just help me up, please.

- You can't walk at all?

- No.

Damn. Come on.

- Oh, wait.

- Here.

- Here, you hold this.

- Okay.

I'm watching you.

Damn.

Jesus.

Keep going. Come on.

- You hear something?

- Like what?

I thought I heard something.

Maybe it's nothing.

Don't start freaking me out, Lucky.

Seriously, I don't like

that Blair Witch-type sh*t.

Yeah, but I bet you like biscuits.

It's gotta be around here somewhere.

Here, I see something.

I think...

- I think this is it.

- You're kidding, right?

Look, you just stay here, all right?

I'm gonna go check things out.

Wait, Lucky. Seriously,

this doesn't feel right.

Damn. No light.

Okay. I'll see if I can find a light.

See if that telephone works.

I should've left my ass in Jersey.

No, there's no dial tone.

There's no dial tone.

Where are you going?

Lucky.

I'm almost positive

I've seen it here before.

A blue van.

I would've called earlier,

but Fred said, "Don't get involved."

He's got irritable bowels.

You know how it is.

Yeah, yeah, I know how that is.

Well, Ethel, I wanna thank you.

You know,

you may have saved a life.

And, Fred, I wanna thank you too.

Did you hear that, Fred?

The young man said I was a lifesaver.

- Whose wife?

- Oh, come on.

Why is it as women get older,

their hair gets shorter...

...and their jewelry gets bigger?

- Yeah.

- Yeah, captain, it's Lee.

- You in the field?

- No, I'm in the office.

You wanted me to notify you when we

had any movement on Franklin.

- Yeah, so where is he?

- North, at the old Sawtooth mill.

- You're positive.

- Yeah, yeah. You want me to handle it?

No, no. I'll do this myself.

Fellas, you call me

if anything comes up.

- Anything, all right?

- You got it.

All right, tough guy.

Pull up some paper there.

I'll go out and get the firewood.

Leave the lamp.

Oh, and the briefcase too.

Humor me?

I always wanted

to go sledding as a kid.

Rosebud.

- Like in Citizen Kane?

- Who?

Forget it.

Okay.

- Put the paper in first.

- No, you put the wood in first.

- No, no. You put the paper in first.

- No, the wood.

Dumb black guy don't know sh*t.

- What?

- Exactly.

So don't go acting all high and mighty

just because you saw a couple of films.

I'm bilingual.

You're just uno Ebonical.

Okay. See, keep it up, I'm not gonna

let you sleep with me tonight.

That's f***ed up. You're trying

to scare your way into some p*ssy.

On the contrary, baby.

I don't want none.

- Oh, really?

- Oh, really. Yeah.

Because you way too much drama...

Lucky?

Yeah, I'm looking for something

for us to eat.

Will you let me whup you

in some checkers later?

It's... Get down.

B*tch.

B*tch!

Okay.

You're gonna be all right, baby.

- I gotta get you some help.

- No, don't leave me.

Look, here.

You keep this with you.

Yeah.

Now, I saw a farmhouse nearby.

I'm gonna go there

and use their phone...

...call for an ambulance. Okay?

Lucky?

Yeah, I got you, baby. I got you.

Leave the briefcase?

I wanna know you're coming back.

Of course I'm coming back.

Of course.

But I mean,

what if somebody else shows up?

Then you're passed out

and then the money...

Come on. Well, I think I'll...

- I'll hide it somewhere.

- Please?

Okay. Okay.

I'll be back.

You just said, "The ass of a rat."

You teach me later.

Don't go nowhere.

Babe, I'll tell you what.

You can f*** her first.

Really?

Flip for it?

No.

I'm in a watching kind of mood.

Then you can have the first cut.

Deal.

Just imagine the worst possible things

you can imagine.

When we're done, you're gonna know

how poor your imagination really is.

Sh*t. Hey, babe? Babe?

- What?

- We gotta deal with this.

Eugene's blasting the TV. This joker's

gonna know someone's home.

Don't people know any better...

...than to just drop in like that?

Please. I'm so sorry to bother you.

We just had an accident in my place

across the way and the phone's out.

Could you call

an ambulance for us?

I thought that belonged

to that mobster. Mendez?

Really?

Well, he just let us borrow it

for a while.

I really need your help.

Come on in.

Thank you very much.

I'm so sorry.

Have a seat.

- Would you like a cookie or some tea?

- No, thank you.

- I'm kind of in a hurry.

- Of course.

I'll get the phone right away.

Hey, hey, hey.

Are you out of your fricking mind?

Go with me on this one, Walter.

Lee, I passed the Sawtooth mill

twice, man. What the f***?

I... I don't know, captain.

Franklin's truck's gotta be there.

GPS says you're

right on top of him.

Thank you.

- Here you go.

- Thank you very much. Thank you.

I really appreciate this.

This is not working.

That would be

because I disconnected it.

Now, this I do not understand.

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