Heartbreakers Page #2
and then it's my
life all over again.
Mom, I am not that stupid.
You know what I mean.
Well, you're right.
I was stupid.
And it left me
pregnant and alone.
If Barbara hadn't taken me in
and shown me the con-
And you taught me.
OK? I'll be fine.
OK. Fine.
If you've made up your mind...
we will go to New York
and divide up everything.
I'll get the check.
Oh, my Lord!
Eww.
What seems to be
the problem, madam?
Well, I was just about
to take a bite...
and I saw glass. Look.
I am so sorry, ma'am.
This has never happened.
Of course your meal
is, uh, complimentary.
Armando, a bottle
of wine, quickly.
Perhaps a '69 Merlot.
Those shoes
are so wrong for this.
Thanks.
I don't understand
the problem, Philip.
We deposit our money...
and you give it back
when we say so.
I'm afraid it's not that
simple, Ms. Conners.
Hello.
I'm Gloria Vogal.
I.R.S.
Hello.
Oh, I see you've
heard of us.
I'm surprised because
we so seldom hear from you.
Well, I suppose
with this year's return.
Maybe even the last 7.
Mother, I'm stunned.
I had no idea you would
evade your responsibilities...
as a U.S. Citizen.
Shut up, Miss Conners.
We've never seen
a dime from you, either.
Look, I know
what must have happened.
You see, I always
assumed that my returns...
were filed by my husband.
Oh...
which one?
Look, just because
I've had some trouble...
with my personal
relationships-
Ms. Conners...
how you earn your money is
of no interest to the I.R.S.
Now, how can I put this in
language you'll understand?
We just want our cut.
How much?
With interest and penalties,
the total comes to $247, 811.
What?
Oh, no, no,
no, no, no.
Ha ha! I'm afraid
that amount is in addition...
to what used to be
in your accounts.
Your latest divorce settlement
arrived this morning.
Thanks.
But that's everything.
It's not all bad.
We give you a full
90 days to pay.
Or...
we move for ward
with criminal charges...
for felony tax
evasion and fraud.
Good luck.
Here's the last of our cash.
1, 150...
1, 170...
1, 190.
That's $1, 300 each.
Wow. Have a nice life
with that, Princess.
- I'll economize.
- Sure.
You can do your own hair,
your own nails.
They actually have some
great shoes at Wal-Mart.
Ugh! All right.
One more con,
but only if we do it right.
What does that mean?
It means no more
small-time crap.
It has to be big.
One big final score
to pay off the I.R.S...
and set me up on my own.
What are you talking about?
Palm Beach.
Palm Beach?
Forget it.
People that rich are
already suspicious.
It's too hard to play.
Palm Beach or nothing.
Too expensive.
Let's find something else.
I am home.
Now, what's the best way
to get a room?
I was thinking
the Trogdon Triangle.
Right. But where are
we going to find...
a trumpet and a talking parrot?
I was thinking of
something simple, traditional.
The Flopper Diver.
No way am I-
Oh!
Oh, my God.
She's cracked
her head open.
Oh, darling!
Oh, careful!
You may be paralyzed.
Call a doctor.
But I'm-I'm sure
she'll be fine.
I think I'm-
Just please let me know if
there's anything else we can do.
Well, you might consider
investing in a mop.
Once again, I apologize.
Now, since we seem...
to have lost your reservation...
we can only let you have
this suite for one night.
Aah!
Uh, then I'm sure we
can work something out.
Could everyone please
just let her rest now?
Yeah. Hey!
Don't you ever flop me
without my consent.
Oh! It had to look
real, Sweetheart.
You fall lousy when
you know it's coming.
I fall fine!
Fake.
Oh, shut up!
Hey! Oh, no!
Cheat!
No, stop!
Hey, boss, just got
3 Camrys in-cherry.
Parts will bring
100 thou easy.
Great.
And the change of
title came through...
on the Mercedes.
You have to sign.
That b*tch.
You know, this is,
like, the eighth frame...
we've gone through
in a week.
Maybe it's time
to retire this picture.
Why the hell can't I stop
thinking about her?
Was it the legs?
She had amazing legs.
Give me that!
Or maybe it was
that she dumped you...
'cause that's never
happened before.
Yeah...yeah.
Who the hell does
she think she is?
She thinks she can do this
to me and just walk out?
Well, she's wrong!
I'm gonna find her.
And then?
Then I'm gonna take care of it.
Dr. Arnold Davis.
Made huge money
when an old uncle died...
45, pretty good shape.
Who's the old bag?
His mom.
She lives with him.
Forget it. He's taken.
Mama's boy.
We can get around her.
Pass. Mothers are death.
Can't argue that.
David D. Cummings...
760 million.
E- commerce stuff...
just ended
marriage number 3.
Downside?
Very big on ironclad prenups...
and as you can see,
massive competition.
We could handle him.
We'd have to be into
a group kind of thing.
Menage a trois?
Try menage a cinq.
Ew. Pass.
Wow. William B. Tensy.
C.E.O. of Tensy Tobacco.
Old money, but also
just plain old.
How much?
3 billion with a few
million more every day.
Hmm...
Not "hmm." I am not
dating the walking dead.
Page, the older the better.
With luck they die
right after the wedding...
and then you're
talking widow money.
I'd have to kiss that?
Well, I'd have to kiss
that way more than you.
Well, maybe you're
into necrophilia.
We'd better work fast.
Why for once can't
we pick someone...
who's just a little bit cute?
Dean was kind of cute.
You're in serious denial.
Cute is dangerous.
Cute leads to feeling,
which leads to screwing...
which leads to screwed.
I know that we can make that
doctor and his mom work for us.
Page, we're going with
Tensy, and that's that.
That is not that.
Look, if you want to go
with Tensy, go with Tensy.
I'm working Davis.
Page, I've told you before,
no simultaneous cons.
Too many angles.
They always go bad.
Yeah, but it's not
just that, is it?
What?
You don't think I can be
the primary, do you?
I didn't say that.
Although it does take
an enormous amount of skill.
I can make men do anything.
Boys. You can make
boys do anything.
Gas station attendants,
bartenders...
the occasional migrant worker...
a one-shot seduction
is child's play...
compared to getting someone
to marry you in 3 months.
4 months.
What?
Well, it took you
4 months this time.
You used to be
able to do it in 3.
What are you saying?
That I'm losing it?
I'm getting too old?
I didn't say that.
I'm in terrific shape.
Feel my butt.
Ugh. I am not feeling
your butt again, Mother.
We all know it's wonderful.
I'll tell you what.
We'll play for it.
Winner picks the mark.
Great.
We'll cut cards.
Right. I'm gonna
trust your cards?
See that guy
over there at the bar?
First one to get him
to buy her a drinkwins.
Deal.
Hi.
Hot.
Yeah, sure is.
Oh!
Let me get that for you.
Oh, my!
Would you?
Sure.
Oh, you're so kind.
I'm Betty.
- Hi. My name-
- Excuse me...
may I grab your nuts?
Mmm.
Salty.
Are you OK?
Can I get you a drink?
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