Heartbreakers Page #8

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Walk me to my room.

I have a wedding gift

for you.

Oh, no, that's ok.

I was just gonna-

Oh, come on.

You can't turn down

a wedding gift, you know.

It's bad luck.

- I never heard that.

- Sure.

Everything to do with

weddings is bad luck.

Uh, I can only stay

a minute.

Will you just

relax?

OK? Sit down.

This hotel is so nice.

I'm so glad

my brother and I

decided to stay here, too.

Uh...yeah.

It's...

you, uh-ahem-mentioned

something about a gift?

You're so greedy.

But I happen to have it

right...here.

Cognac! Huh! Wow!

80 years old.

Uh, Jane is gonna love this.

Thank you so much.

Oh, oh, oh-

can't we just try some?

Please?

I thought you might not

want to wait alone.

Could be wrong. Oh!

It feels good going down,

doesn't it?

It's, uh...

it's really good.

No, thanks. I, uh...

I should be

getting back to Jane.

Jack, she's asleep.

OK? Come on.

You deserve to have...

a little bit of fun

on your wedding night.

It's just fruit.

It's just a waste of time.

He's just gonna throw her out

on her ass.

I'm not worried.

Is that why you're

melting down the remote?

Cute.

You've got a tiny bit

of cream...

right...

- I got to go.

- Oh, oh, oh. Why?

- I just can't do this.

- What's the matter?

Is it because you don't

find me attractive?

No, no. A part of me

is very, very interested...

but the other parts

are yelling...

"You just married her cousin."

Jane would never know,

I promise.

Yeah, but I would.

I could never do that

to someone I love.

You really do love her,

don't you?

Yeah...

and I really should be

getting back.

Look, I'm sorry.

I'm really sorry.

I feel terrible.

Please don't leave like this.

Can't we just, you know...

have a make-up drink

or something?

I'll be good, I promise.

Please?

That's it.

I'm going over there.

No. It isn't time yet.

I don't care,

you sick sh*t.

I can't do this to him.

You see? It hurts

when you screw around...

with people's feelings,

doesn't it?

Not as much as this.

Oh, my God.

Jane!

What?

I'm sorry.

While we are willing to admit...

some wrongdoing on

the part of my client...

given the extremely short

duration of the marriage-

No negotiation.

Give her whatever she wants.

We talked about

you not saying that.

Give her

whatever she wants.

I don't know what happened.

It was weird.

There is only one man

in the world.

What the hell

is taking so long?

Oh, relax.

You'll get your money.

You destroyed my daughter,

but you'll get it.

Hey, I was standing around

minding my own business...

when you b*tches came along

and ripped out my heart...

for a game of hacky sack.

- Don't give me that.

- Come off it.

We're both the same-scum.

We are not the same.

I wasn't lying

when I said "I do."

No, you were lying

when you tried to nail Page.

Look. Where I come from,

guys make mistakes sometimes.

Didn't change the fact

that I loved you.

I just know

I wouldn't do it again.

- Because you got caught.

- No, because of what I lost.

I'm not the only guy in the

world that's ever screwed up.

Even a goody-goody like Jack

can't keep his wang

in the hangar.

- Yes, he can.

- What did you say?

Nothing.

No, wait a minute.

Wait a minute.

What did you say?

I micked him.

Stryctotoxy...

somewhere

bet ween out and awake.

It just makes people

easy to handle.

Whoa. Wait a minute.

You're kidding.

He said no, and you still

let her believe...

that he went for a soil sample?

You know what?

That's a new low, even for you.

Look. You wanted your money.

What was I supposed to do...

tell her the man

you forced us to con...

was the only decent guy

she ever met?

But you know what?

This is just too sick.

I thought this whole revenge

thing was gonna be fun...

but you've done everything

you can to ruin it.

I don't even want

this guy's money now.

- Well, I don't want it, either.

- Well, I'm not taking it!

- Well, neither am I!

- Well, neither am I!

- I'll take it.

- What?!

You said

you didn't want it.

You should tell

your daughter the truth.

What for? He's only gonna

end up hurting her anyway.

She's better off with me, OK?

I'll protect her.

From what?

From love?

From pain.

Love is pain.

Life is pain.

You can't protect

anybody from it.

It's always gonna get you.

But sometimes,

life can also be good.

But you got to be open.

You got to take chances.

You got to let go.

What self-help guru moron

taught you that?

Nobody had

to teach me nothing.

It's common sense.

And Deepak Chopra

is not a moron.

I've seen a lot

of crap in my life...

but the way you're cheating

her out of any chance...

for a decent future

really sucks.

Of all the lousy things

you've done...

you should be most

ashamed of that.

And what you did to me, too-

I don't want to completely

leave that out.

- Here's your money.

- I don't want the money.

Good luck with

psycho mom here.

- What was that?

- I took care of it.

- How?

- I don't want to talk about it.

Let's just get out

of this goddamn place.

So...

where are we going-

Seattle or San Francisco?

You know, you don't

have to stay with me.

There's plenty of money for

you to set up on your own...

and you can have

all of it.

Thanks, mom.

You're the only person

in this world...

I even half-trust.

- What are you doing?

- Turning around.

Why?

- Promise you won't attack me?

- What is it?

We're traveling

at high speeds.

It would endanger

both our lives.

What is it?

Jack turned me down...

so I kind of...

I micked him.

Oh, you are the most evil,

manipulative-

You're right. I am.

I've just been so afraid

of losing you...

or of you getting hurt

like me.

But I can't protect you.

I just get you hurt

in different, sickways.

So you might as well get hurt...

in your own healthy,

normal ways-

ways you come up with

on your own...

and can't blame me for.

Oh, it's a hug.

I can pull over for a hug.

Now, don't cry too much.

You'll look like hell...

when you go back to him, OK?

You should wear

the blue dress.

Mom...

Right.

Wear whatever you want...

except what you're wearing.

What are you doing here?

You know what I'm doing here.

What, you thought

I'd still want you...

after what you did to me?

You don't? OK. Fine.

All right, wait, wait.

OK. OK. Fine.

- So I still want you.

- No kidding.

But don't you ever

cheat on me again.

- Ever. Ever!

- OK. Fine!

I mean it.

Because if one day...

you happen to notice

some gorgeous girl

giving you that

"Let's screw around" look...

just remember,

she may be working for me.

All right. Fine.

But you?

No more conning.

No more.

If you're gonna be my wife...

you've got to live

a respectable life...

chopping cars.

First you got to help me

with one thing.

Well, first you got

to help me with one thing.

You're not gonna fall asleep

on me again, are you?

I feel pretty good

about tonight.

Look. I don't

want to go in there.

The bank owns it now.

There's still some stuff

they said you left.

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