Johnny Handsome Page #4

You probably forgot about it.

Try me, baby.

Is Rafe around?

No. You know Rafe. Same old sh*t.

Yeah? Yeah, the two of you

make a hell of a pair.

Why don't you give me a hint, baby,

help me remember who you are.

It'll come to you.

- Buy me a drink?

- Sure. You and Rafe both.

I don't make his dates,

and he don't make mine.

You got some nice hands,

sweetheart.

I'd remember those.

Well...

...l'll see you around, huh?

You and your boyfriend.

Now, wait just one second, sugar.

I'm kind of getting a feeling about you.

Well, it gets better.

And richer.

A lot richer.

Why don't you hold on one minute,

I'll go see if I can locate him for you.

- There. That's him.

- I don't know this guy.

I don't know. Something about him.

Feels like money.

Yeah, yeah, you're an expert on that.

At least I'm an expert on something,

f***ing loser.

If you don't like it, go down there

and wait cocktails...

...and get your ass goosed

by the tourists.

Or go back to selling it

for 100 bucks a pop.

The price was 1000.

Either that or I gave it away.

Somebody wants to meet you.

I'll be out front.

Who are you, buster?

John Mitchell.

Is that supposed to

mean something to me?

Looking for a handout, or you gonna

hit me up for something special?

- I just wanna give you some money.

- For what?

- Your help.

- What kind of help?

A job. A 5-million-dollar job.

Let's have a talk about it.

He can't get 5 million nothing.

Shut the f*** up and drive, Larry.

It's a payroll heist.

- The Commodore Shipyard.

- That's your hit?

Where you been?

They make boats, not money.

Hey, man, they got 10,000 workers.

They pay bimonthly, in the millions.

They got auto tellers

all over the shipyard, dozens of them.

These f***ers spit out

20s, 50s, 100s.

If any of this is bullshit,

it's nothing to me, I'll kill you.

There's two armed guards inside.

Here and here.

And a couple of clerks.

We hit them right after lunch.

Sounds okay to me, baby.

If this deal is so damn hot,

why come to us?

Well, I'm new around here.

I don't know anybody else.

You don't know me, buddy.

Sure, I do. You and Sunny both,

from the Prestige job.

- Bullshit. What do you know about it?

- Shut up, you stupid f***.

I know about the Prestige job...

...from Johnny Handsome.

I don't think you know

what you're messing with.

Look, I was working

at the prison hospital...

...when Johnny Handsome

checked out.

- You can call Personnel.

- Yeah, is that so?

Well, if you know so much about it...

...what are you gonna trust

me and Rafe for, huh, baby?

I can't do the Commodore alone.

I need somebody to work the stash,

and I need a skirt inside.

Hey, that 5 million goes pretty good

three ways.

Yeah, it's a big job, but how do I know

you know what you're doing?

Hey, pal, I handled a few jobs

before I was in the Navy.

You can check that out too.

This is a one-time offer.

Y'all think about it.

I'll tell you when I tell you.

What are you, some big shot?

Go check him out.

I always figure that everybody's

looking for some kind of angle.

I knew it right from the first second

you and I started talking.

Can't really put much over on me...

...so it didn't surprise me much

when it turned out...

...you had yourself

a little number in mind.

I'll tell you, sweetheart. Looking at you

gives me some bad thoughts.

I'll keep that in mind.

It ain't just you I'm talking about.

I think we both know

who I'm discussing.

And he just better watch out...

...or something might come around

and bite his old ass.

See, the bastard stiffed me

on my cut from Prestige.

Stuck it all in

that shithole bar of his.

He'll do this, all right.

Well, it sounds like you know

what you're talking about.

Oh, I know a thing or two

about old Rafe.

And I know something

about you too, baby.

I know where you're gonna be

in about 10 minutes.

You know, honey, I hate to argue

with a man...

...after he's been so nice to me...

...but you were wrong

about one thing.

When it comes to money,

there ain't never enough to go around.

Like that old Prestige job

should've set me up for a long time.

But Rafe held out on me.

F***.

I guess he just don't know how to take

care of a good thing once he's got it.

I bet that you would take care

of things a whole lot better.

Well, what do you say, sugar?

Or do I have to ask you twice?

You know, usually

when I treat a man that good...

...he seems a whole lot happier

about it.

Now, see, you and me...

...we cut Rafe out.

Oh, I bet that the two of us could go

a long, long way together.

I bet you've already got a plan.

Because you know something,

sweetheart?

Two goes into 5 million

a whole lot sweeter than three.

Pretty.

And you certainly look

like a nice girl.

Now let's talk about your boyfriend.

You probably know him

as John Mitchell.

Yeah, I see him sometimes.

Probably not lately, though.

Am I right?

Well, I don't think my private life

is any of your business.

Well, thanks for your time.

Sir, did something happen?

Why are you here?

Oh, no. Just routine.

You know he's trying real hard.

It isn't easy for him.

Bless my soul.

You really are a nice girl.

Johnny, can I talk to you?

Yeah, sure. What do you need?

I don't see you,

I don't hear from you for days.

Now, a cop comes around

right at work in front of everyone...

...asking questions about you.

What did he want?

He wanted to know

what our relationship is.

Was that it?

Yeah, that's it.

What's going on?

Look, I've been meaning to tell you.

You're a nice girl and all, but just...

It ain't gonna work out

with me and you.

- I got too many problems.

- Save the bullshit.

You know, I ran you in the computer.

It never shows you were in jail, just an

honourable discharge from the Navy.

What the hell's going on with you?

Hey, look, don't you get it? I just don't

wanna go out with you no more.

To hell with you.

I don't know you, Mr. Mitchell.

- Yeah, I know.

- Well, what can I do for you?

Well, I'm new here...

...and everybody in town says

you're the man to see.

Yeah? About what?

A laundry service.

Could be 5 million worth.

That sounds illegal.

It is.

You looking for hardware?

You've come to the right place.

Three hundred, and it's clean.

We got the new number-one baby

right here.

Nine millimetre. Semi-automatic.

Austria.

Make it plastic so it don't freeze up

in them mountains they got.

You going someplace cold?

- Yeah.

- Johnny, it's me, Donna.

I'm sorry to barge in,

but I had to talk to you.

I didn't wanna leave it

the way we did.

Well, and I told you it ain't happening

with me and you.

I don't believe that.

Earl told me what you did.

You had to feel something or you

wouldn't have done it. Can I come in?

None of this makes any sense,

Johnny.

You hold a knife to Earl's throat,

then you're trying to get rid of me.

I got the cops coming to work

asking me questions.

You're a good person, Johnny.

I just wanna know

what the hell's going on.

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