Life of Crime Page #2

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You don't say "he."

You know who I mean.

That's not the point, all right?

He, your father,

will be in Freeport,

and he thought it would be nice

for you guys to fly down together

and spend some quality time.

He'll probably

check out the camp.

You know, he loves

watching you. So...

He loves to tell me what

to do. He doesn't know sh*t.

Well, does he?

Hello. This is the

residence of Ordell Robbie.

What you got?

Okay.

So, the builder man

you sent us out to?

Yeah. Shelby.

Hmm, that's right,

Mr. Ray Shelby.

He told me Frank gonna be gone

all this week starting tomorrow.

Tomorrow? That fast?

I asked him something like,

"Hey, let's make it a party.

Why don't you bring your friend Frank?"

He told me, "Frank? Frank's leaving

town tomorrow with his son."

"We got a party right here, don't we?"

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

You saying that Frank is

leaving town with his son?

Listen, Bo.

What?

When you get back...

Not now, 'cause we don't have enough time,

but... Um...

For what?

A talk.

You know, cut all the baloney

and just tell each other

how we really feel.

Hmm?

Okay.

What are you thinking about?

How are you?

I'm fine. How are you?

You know, I seem to recall saying

something to you last night.

You remember?

What?

I asked if you'd

have lunch with me.

Marshall, you were

drunk. We all were.

You say things...

Mmm-hmm, and what if I meant it?

Isn't Tyra waiting

for you somewhere?

If she asks,

we're just talking about

the piece in the paper.

Haven't read it yet.

Don't.

What I'm gonna do is cut out the

picture and keep it in my wallet.

Marshall, come on!

There's nothing

too bad about lunch.

What is the point?

I'd like to talk to you.

We're talking right now.

Do you remember any of the

things I said last night?

Marshall.

How I've been

thinking about you?

Okay, I gotta go.

Bo's match is in a moment,

so I'm late for that.

I hear Frank's

off to the Bahamas.

Just for a few days.

I asked him if he

wanted to play next Saturday

and he said he'd be

gone the whole week.

When...

Lunch tomorrow?

Scalintella, 1:
00?

No, when did he...

This is really not a good idea.

You're right.

Okay? You're right.

I'll just come over.

Oh, there's Frank.

Hi.

Okay. Frank is coming,

so let's just...

Okay, I'll see you.

Hey, you keep your wife out here,

someone's liable to steal her.

You promise? See you inside.

You bet.

You sent a waitress

back to come get me?

I asked her if she'd seen you.

Having lunch with us today, sir?

Tennis. Maybe tomorrow.

Out!

Okay, we send the

guy a note, we call him?

No, we call him. We call him.

Game, Mithen.

She never sees us

or knows who we are.

No. No.

We got masks. She got a mask

with tape covering the eye hole.

And how do you know

the money's still in Freeport?

That's where my partner,

Mr. Walker, comes in, see.

He is connected to

one Lisabeth Cooper,

who happens to be the manager of

the Providence Saving & Trust Bank,

where Frank keeps his money.

And she also happens to have the

second biggest set of

titties on the island.

Who has the biggest set?

Grace Brown. Older woman.

Good friend of Mr. Walker, too.

Let's say he

don't see any choice.

He's scared enough,

doesn't call the cops

and he goes through

with it, he pays up.

That's how

it's supposed to work.

And then we take that

check and we deposit it

in another numbered

account in Nassau.

So you're thinking tonight?

No.

No, I gotta call Mr. Walker,

make sure everything's straight.

I don't see nothing

wrong with tomorrow.

Excuse me.

I'm so sorry. Thank you.

Mrs. Dawson?

Yes?

I think this is

your son's racket.

I found it there.

I was gonna hand it in at the desk.

Oh, it is. Thanks.

That's okay.

Okay.

No. They got in so late last night.

I was really so tired.

I'm so sorry, Mom.

Frank had a meeting at the

club and he missed his flight.

I don't understand.

Why didn't you just come down with Bo?

Tidying up and doing the house.

It's nice to have

a little break actually.

And Bo's so thin.

Doesn't he eat anything?

He's eating. You know,

he's been playing a lot of tennis.

He's all set

up in the guest room.

How is Bo?

Oh, he's fine.

He said something happened with your car.

Oh, nothing. Just,

somebody crashed into it,

but no one was in the car,

so it's all good.

So, were Dad and Frank

up all night talking?

Frank? No. He's not here.

We offered to drive

him to the airport

in the morning,

but he didn't want to.

He said it was too much trouble.

He was on the 7:
00

shuttle to Freeport.

He said we'd just get home

and have to drive him back.

So why bother?

Yeah, well, you know Frank.

He doesn't...

Everything's fine.

Okay.

I don't understand.

Why didn't you just come down with Bo?

Why don't you ever call?

I've always wondered.

I have so much to do here.

You never call Dad.

Okay, I'm putting away some groceries,

so I'm gonna go.

I love you. Give my love to Bo.

I will, dear.

I'll talk to you later.

Okay. Bye.

It's okay.

You're all right.

- What happened?

- Let's go.

Aw, sh*t, she don't have

any shoes on. She's bleeding.

She don't

need no shoes. Let's go.

All right. Come on.

If you want money,

my purse is on the table. I have...

Get down.

Are you expecting somebody?

My husband is coming

home. He's...

No. Ain't your husband.

Come on, get up.

Get up. MICKEY:
Ah!

Come on. Go upstairs. Let's go.

Ouch.

Last step. Here you go.

Keep moving.

Keep your mouth shut.

It's all right. Go. Ah.

Turn around. Sit.

Frank?

Frank?

You on your trip?

F***.

Sh*t.

Ouch.

Oh, God.

Hold still.

Ah! Ow!

Got it.

Shh! Not a peep.

Did somebody say they

wanted an ice-cold martini?

What the heck?

Marshall?

Oh! Sh*t.

It's just him?

Just him.

Who the f*** is this?

Marshall.

Who the f*** is that?

Listen. He's gonna

wake up at some point.

I know that.

So we call the husband,

tell him not to call the cops.

It doesn't matter,

this guy's already been here.

Correct.

Dawson comes home, finds him,

he's gotta call the cops.

So, what are you saying?

We just quit? Just leave?

No.

We're this far.

We take her.

There, step up. Step up! Ah.

Up. There you go.

There you go. Step.

Almost there.

Keep going. Three more.

Go on. Oh, God.

Turn around. Sit.

When you hear the door close,

you can take the mask off.

I'll come up later

and bandage your foot.

Excuse me. No talking.

Need to use the bathroom,

knock on the door

and put your mask back on.

Mickey?

Giancarlo Giannini?

Uh.

Opera singer.

Frank, incorrect.

I don't know.

Niki Lauda?

- I don't know who that is.

- You get a grape.

Betty Bacall, or Lauren Bacall?

I know her.

Yeah, she's an actress.

Oh. All right. You get a grape.

Yves Saint Laurent?

Yeah, he makes women's clothes.

Very impressive.

Alain Delon?

Alain Delon.

Uh.

No?

Georgia O'Keeffe?

She's a stripper.

Please, Frank!

I'm giving you the easy ones.

These are people

with style, like you, baby.

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