I Love You to Death Page #4

especially when streets are wet.

You want me to stay home

because of traffic?

I want Rosalie to stay home

and help me with the housecleaning.

Housecleaning? I got work to do.

No!

What's the matter with you two?

Why didn't you tell me

you were gonna blow up the car?

I thought it would be a nice surprise.

Mama, we're not talking

about a birthday party.

We're supposed to be

killing him, not me.

I don't know what goes wrong.

I run a wire from distributor cap

to spark plug in gas tank.

I figure when he starts car, boom!

Whole thing goes up. Bye-bye, Joey.

Joey shouldn't die that way.

That's a terrible way to die.

Well, how should he die?

I don't know,

but something a little more...

Nicer?

I'll think about it.

- He's still my husband.

- You said yourself you hate him.

When I think of all the women

he's been with- Oh, God, Mama!

He cheats on you

and makes a fool of you.

I know. I know.

Rosalie, please,

if you don't kill him, kill yourself.

I'm sure that can be arranged.

I see the code specifically states-

Stand fast in the ranks!

You speak to me of code?

What code?

A coward's code.

What do you know

of the Soldier's Code?

A lot of pepper.

Some nice oregano.

And a little basil.

A lot of sleeping pills.

You sure he won't come in here?

Joey? Not a chance. He expects

to be waited on hand and foot.

Mama, don't taste it.

Needs more pepper.

Make it spicy.

- A little salt.

- And a splash of wine.

And a lot of sleeping pills.

- How much did you put in so far?

- Two whole bottles.

- What?

- Should be enough to kill anyone.

Even Joey.

He's going to do it.

- Believe me, he's really going to do it.

- Here you go.

I warn you, Col. Saito.

- Where are the kids?

- They're at Aunt Lucy's for the weekend.

Make sure he eats it.

What are you looking at?

How's your spaghetti?

- Okay.

- There's plenty more.

It's the best spaghetti ever, Rosalie.

See, nice and spicy,

just like my mother's.

That's okay.

Too bad the kids are at Aunt Lucy's.

They're missing a great meal.

One more helping.

And bring me another beer.

What's a matter, you're not hungry?

- I don't feel so good.

- No?

- A little stomachache.

- Is that all?

What do you mean, "Is that all?"

What do you want me to have?

- Maybe you should take something.

- Like what?

How about some more spaghetti?

Spaghetti?

Settles the stomach. I'll go get some.

I don't know. Maybe I

didn't give him enough.

But he had three whole

bowls. What an ox.

Well, Joey is not a normal man.

You know how he is.

Works 14, 15 hours a day...

...seven days a week, never sleeps

more than two or three hours a night.

Out with a different woman every night.

Rosalie.

He eats anything he wants,

never gains any weight.

He's not human.

It's like some kind of animal.

We're dealing with a machine.

- Rosalie!

- What?

I feel better now.

I had a good crap. That's all I needed.

What a beautiful night!

See?

Non dimenticar means

Don't forget you are my darlings

Come on. You're not singing.

Don't forget to be

All you mean to me

Non dimenticar, my love is like a star

My darling

Shining bright and clear

Just because you're here

Please do not forget...

Why the hell are you leaving?

Come on, ladies. Let's go.

Monopoly.

Whoa, the Wild Hare is

feeling his oats tonight.

A close call. That's what it looks like,

but we'll wait for the measurement.

No more. You finish it.

- starting-line launch gave

him the advantage.

Completely airborne over the cars, but

inches behind Barefoot, the winner.

Joey? Joey?

- What are you doing?

- We shoot him.

- No! No.

- But we have to.

We can't go back now.

No, we've gone too far.

If we take him to hospital...

...they find him full of Dreemeze.

They'll know we tried to kill him.

We have no choice.

We can't do that.

We can't shoot him, Mama.

- We can't?

- No!

Okay, we get Devo.

His brother was in Marines.

He knows guns.

Hello.

- Devo, it's Nadja.

- Hey, Nadja.

- Are you alone?

- Yeah, why?

Good. Devo, you know how

you feel about Rosalie?

- How you say how much you like her?

- I love Rosalie.

- And how you would do anything for her?

- Yes, anything. Absolutely.

- Anything?

- Yeah, anything. Why?

You are a good boy, very sweet.

I want you to do a little favour

for Rosalie and me.

- You come to the house, and I'll tell you.

- Okay.

- Yeah, okay.

- Okay.

Wait a moment. Wait a minute. The

bedspread is very precious. Don't ruin it.

Okay.

On his back.

- You know what to do.

- Wait. Where are you going?

- I can't watch.

- I can't do this alone.

- He's my husband.

- Do you want him dead or not?

- I want him dead, but I don't want him hurt.

- He won't get hurt. He won't.

- He's sound asleep.

- Yeah.

- We're keeping him asleep forever.

- I can't watch.

Rosalie!

How long has it been?

Pretty soon Joey wakes up. Then what?

I can't do it. I'm gonna stop him.

- Are you all right?

- Am I all right? Am I all-?

Why are you asking me if I'm all

right? He's the one who got shot.

- You better sit down.

- No!

- I don't wanna sit down.

- What about Joey? Is he alive or dead?

I don't know.

Blood.

- No, tomato sauce.

- Tomato sauce?

Did you shoot him or not?

I think so.

- You think so? I heard a shot.

- I shot him, but I don't know if I hit him.

I turned my head away.

I'm sorry, but I couldn't watch.

- I thought you knew about guns.

- I never shot anyone before.

Don't worry. I understand.

There's a first time for everything.

I read about a dental hygienist,

was the first time-

Mama, never mind.

Wait. There's some blood.

Let me see. What is it?

I think it's a bullet hole. It's very small.

A bullet hole? Are you sure?

Yes, I'm sure.

Is he dead?

- Joey? Joey?

- Rosalie.

What?

I don't feel so hot,

got a little headache.

My stomach don't feel so hot neither.

You got a virus, honey.

That's all, a virus.

Virus, how can you tell?

Dr. Lowe was here.

- He was?

- Yeah.

I don't remember.

Yeah, he was here,

and he gave you a shot.

Can I get a glass of water?

Rosalie.

- Maybe I take a couple of aspirin too.

- Okay.

What are we going to do?

- You're gonna have to shoot him again.

- No.

I can't. I can't believe

I did it the first time.

I can't believe you let me do that.

If you can't do it, you have

to find someone who can.

I'll put up money. We need

professionals. This has to be done.

- You know someone?

- I need to collect myself.

Get a grip.

Get your sh*t together. Okay? Okay.

- How much can we pay?

- As much as we have to.

Yeah, not too much, though.

You know, try for discount.

- Is there a Harlan James here?

- In the back, Devo.

Hello, Harlan, how's it going?

Devo.

What do you say?

You know my cousin Marlon?

Of course I do. How are you, Marlon?

What?

$300 is not much.

He's already dying.

All you have to do is finish him off.

It's still-

It's still murder!

But I've already done most of the work.

- I'll tell you, we'll do it for $600.

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