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you feel better?

Yeah.

I'm forgiven?

Oh honey, you could tell

who [inaudible]. [laughs]

Lance, Lance.

Yes, Suz?

You're wanted on the phone.

And I'll be there in a sec.

All play and no work makes

Lance Bogen a poor boy,

and I got a deal to support my

Scarlet in a way that she is

yet to become accustomed to.

Now, if you'll excuse me.

Lance Bogen.

You'll be receiving a

delivery tonight, be alone.

Wait, hold on.

What now, listen sweet puss,

we got to have a little

trust now, don't we?

Yeah. I just want to keep

you safe, that's all.

All right, will you just hunker

down in that bed of yours

and think about old Lance.

Tomorrow is fine honey,

juts keep yourself warm.

I got to go.

Oh, business calls.

Well, Ernestina,

fancy seeing you here

or should I call you Myron.

Special delivery,

how decent of you.

You dropped your purse.

Oh, well--

Oh baby whatever you

got there [inaudible].

Oh, yeah, oh.

Pretty girl. Pretty girl.

What you want here?

Otis want--

Please, please don't hurt me.

Otis-- Otis not

hurt pretty girl.

Otis won't hurt.

Otis will do what he's sent to

do or I'll cut that pee brain

of yours right out

of your skull.

[ Silence ]

Elvis P. Resley.

You found Raskow.

Uh-hmm.

[Inaudible] over

hear the phone call?

Uh-hmm, from the

area outside.

Oh, he does have good ears.

So now you got the letter.

The letter is gone,

Mr Raskow is gone.

You on the other hand,

Mr. Bogen are going to be

around for quite sometime.

I'm not normally a

vindictive person

but in your case I'm going

to make an exception,

but don't you worry, you won't

have to go through it alone.

Lance, what-- Oh, God.

Oh my God.

Don't you worry sugar bear,

every thing's going

to be just fine.

Your bogus optimism not

withstanding Mrs. Oates a little

worry wouldn't be

totally out of keeping

with your current situation.

Oh my God, it talks.

Oh yes, it talks and pretty

soon you're both going to find

out what else it does.

I think it would be

appropriate to start

with your little honey

cake, Lance, sweetie,

whatever else you call her.

I don't think so.

You don't.

Uh-uh Myron, you see

you made one mistake.

And what's that

Mr. Upside-down Bogen?

The problem is

you so smart and all,

you automatically think

everybody else is a dope.

If I believe it, it's

because experience has shown it

to be true.

You underestimate

people like me.

Mr. Bogen, it is

impossible to imagine

that I could underestimate you.

See there now,

you're doing it again.

So, you got Raskow,

what do you think?

I just lay everything out

for him and not figure

that you'd find him eventually?

I have to admit it.

You're fast on your on your feet

but whatever little story you're

going to spin, it isn't going

to get you or the

pneumatic Mrs. Oates

out of this particular kegel.

Pretty girl.

Quiet! Go on, Mr. Bogen.

Well, suppose there

was another lawyer

and he got another letter

and he was giving a couple

of telephone numbers and

he was told that well,

if Arthur Raskow turns

up dead or missing, well,

you give those numbers a call.

You don't hear anything in a

couple a days then you take

that letter on over

to the state attorney.

No Myron, you and me, we're

on the dance floor for life.

Oh, come on, Myron, don't be

like that just turn me loose.

I'll forget this all happened.

Call that a love spat.

I'm afraid I can't

do that Mr. Bogen.

This is a matter

of personal pride.

High pride carries

a high price, Myron.

You don't want to cut off

your nose despite your face

especially with a big

old face like yours.

Nevertheless, there is

an alternative, Mr. Bogen,

not to less painful

but in fact more so.

Cast your mind back over

your amusing little monolog.

There is, I fear, a slight

problem in your full-proof plan.

I'm listening.

Oh good, for a minute there

I thought I was boring you.

And you my dear, are

you following all this?

I want to go home.

Well, we all want

many things.

We're going to see

if we can find

out exactly what the

second lawyer's name is,

a sort of like a guessing

game only with torture.

Well, you got to

do what you got to do.

No, I'm going to

do what I wish to do.

You could avoid the painful

inconvenience for you

and you're little tot.

And as I said before, I

think it's only appropriate

that she go first.

What is the name of

the second lawyer?

Well, now, look who's

calling, who's stupid.

No matter what I say and don't

say, the way I figure it,

things going to turn out

pretty much the same way.

So, I say to you, go

f*** yourself, big brain.

Lance, please.

Sweetheart, you know

how I feel about you

but telling him may

not get out of this.

Our only chance is if

I keep my lip buttoned.

But what about me?

I'm working on that honey.

I love you, honey.

I love you too, angel lips.

Oh, this is truly touching.

I can see Mr. Bogen that you

clearly care about this woman.

I mean may be not as

much as Ernestina.

Oh, Mrs. Oates, I'm

sorry, you don't know

about your Bogen and Ernestina.

They were in a--

how shall I put it,

intimate proximity

earlier this evening.

Lance.

That was not my fault

angel, that female.

She's got some sort of

uncontrollable sexual power.

I couldn't resist myself.

Oh, tell me another.

I think we've

had enough chitchat.

Get her ready for

the performance.

Wait, wait, wait a second.

I have something to say.

I'm all ears.

I have a confession to make.

Please do so.

I've always been attracted

to really intelligent men.

Do tell.

It's true.

Lorretta.

Oh, shut up.

Given your attraction

to Mr. Bogen,

I frankly find it a bit

difficult believing you.

Well, let's face it.

He may not be much but he is

about the best of the crop

in [inaudible], that

is, except for you.

I'm flattered.

Now, don't be like

that, I'm serious.

I'm not just looking

for a physical thing,

not that I mind it but

it is the intellectual

and the spiritual

that attracts me.

I see and I excite

your spiritual desires?

Oh, you give me

all sorts of ideas.

Well, I can tell just

by looking at you

that you're a take-charge

kind of guy, that you're a man

that can get things done.

Lorretta, you're making

a fool out of yourself.

Just shut up.

I know it must be real lonely

being so smart and all.

I know what it's like to be

lonely, not to fit in, honest.

And do you think you

can fill my lonely house?

Oh, I know I can,

I can make you happy.

You can?

Oh, just me a chance.

What about Mr. Bogen?

He betrayed me.

That was physical.

Well, Myron.

I can call Myron, can't I?

Oh, ever since the first

time I ever laid eyes on you,

I said to myself, there's

somebody's special.

You ain't a member of the herd,

he is a man that

goes his own way.

You scared me but a

real man is always scary

to a woman, it's true.

Really, well, Mrs. Oates--

Call me Lorretta.

Very well, Lorretta.

I have to confess it

has been a lonely road.

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