Lonely Hearts Page #6

- Really?

- Yeah.

Then why is MacSwain all over it?

And if I'm so screwed up,

why did they put you on it, huh?

Well I think

that question answers itself.

You better get down here.

Spatter on the walls, blood,

bone, brains, but no bullet.

Soap underneath the baseboard.

They thinned it out

when they cleaned up.

But no body.

Sure there is.

Somewhere.

It's a total bleed-out.

Who's this?

It's the landlord.

When's the last time you saw 'em?

Speak English.

I already told him.

Now who's going to pay for my floor?

Three days ago.

Son of a b*tch, he had lease...

with me.

I make out, though.

Fifty... dollar deposit.

Good.

You can pay for it yourself.

Albany make... the car?

Yeah. Forty-seven Plymouth.

Stolen.

Probably switches plates

every time he winds his watch.

What about my door, huh?

Think we're goin'.

Get outta the way.

Hey buddy.

Now everything matches...

you stupid piece of sh*t.

You got any more questions?

We just missed 'em.

They were only five miles away

buying a Desoto flop top in Seaford.

But they might as

well have been on the moon.

We were so close,

but we lost 'em.

And it all went cold.

Hello.

I'm Ray.

I... know.

Uh, this is my daughter,

Rainelle.

Hello Rainelle.

This is a picture I made.

This is...

Mommy, this is me,

and this is... you.

How about that.

You're so talented.

Oh.

Thank you.

Can I show you my... room?

Of course you can.

Is it this way, right?

Okay.

Do you have any pets, huh?

Um...

Little frog or something,

perhaps?

You must be Martha.

Nice to meet you, Delphine.

It... means so much to me

that you give up your nursing job,

you come all the

way here with Ray.

Please.

Let me look at you.

So pretty.

It's okay, boy. It's okay.

You're fine. Okay...

Oh, you got one.

Yeah.

You caught all those?

Yup.

Dog doesn't like 'em.

Do you, now?

Come here, Skip.

It's okay.

Watch out.

Sorry about your dad.

Thank you.

Did you uh, wanna... try?

- Sure.

- It's easy.

Alright.

Take the rope...

it's kind of... Pick that up and...

It's getting worn.

Good afternoon.

What the hell you doing?

Boiling crabs.

What's it look like?

No, what the hell's

she doing here?

I invited the squad.

She's part of the... squad.

She's talking to my son,

for Christ's sake.

So what?

Well, he don't understand.

Maybe you should explain it

to him.

Then maybe you should

explain it to me.

Look, who I'm banging...

he doesn't need to know about.

- Nice. Thank you very much.

- Rene, look, he's fifteen.

How am I supposed to say

I'm with a woman

that's not his mother, huh?

You don't need to say it.

He already knows you're banging me.

Ida knows you're banging me.

Everybody knows.

Well you know, they do now.

So what's your problem?

I don't got a problem.

Sure you do.

You wanna know what I think?

I think your son hasn't cried

yet 'cause he's waiting for you to.

You know everything, don't ya?

Oh come on.

It doesn't have to be that hard, okay?

All right.

It's me.

Why don't you come over.

No. Now.

I know this son of a b*tch.

And he ain't happy.

This is

why I'm here on a Sunday?

Yeah, sh*t bags don't keep...

store hours, Charlie.

Yeah, and the dead'll...

still be dead in the morning.

He's fleecing women,

having the good life.

Cars, money.

He loved his life.

Then suddenly he's banging the sister

on his girlfriend's kitchen table?

Blood in the...

bathtub, blood in the floorboards.

Who knows where else?

It's a mess.

Maybe she ain't his sister.

Maybe she's one of his marks or,

maybe she's got her claws into him.

Yeah, that's...

what I was thinking.

Can't keep a guy like that down,

not for long.

He's restless.

He wants... his life back.

He's gonna try to dump her,

and when he does,

Hell's coming home

for Christmas.

- You're such a sweet little girl.

- Thank you.

- This is the life. Huh, kid?

- Yeah.

Who ever thought he'd take

a shine to babies.

It's really wonderful.

They've really taken to each other.

You know?

She never met her real father.

No?

I resigned myself that it's

just going to be me and her.

I am so grateful

to you and Ray.

Thank you.

I know little girl who needs nap.

I know a little boy who needs a nap.

Right now, young lady.

Mommy.

Alright now, be a good girl.

Oo, my god.

You weigh a million pounds.

Oh Ray, will you go to market

like you... said?

The list is on the counter.

Okay Mommy.

Well-well-well.

Yeah.

Isn't this rich?

Don't get to liking

it too much, Raymond.

You never know

when things will change.

Yeah?

Well maybe I'm ready for a change.

You Bette Crocker and the brat?

I can see it all.

You out there building

a picket fence,

waving to the folks

in the neighborhood,

sticking the f***ing...

star on top of the

Christmas tree. Hm?

That'll be something,

all right.

Maybe it would.

You'd be out of your mind inside

a week begging me to come back.

But, the real problem here,

Raymond...

the real reason this could never work

is the simple fact that you are no good.

You are no damn good.

Don't forget to go to market.

I'm sorry, but I forgot

to put the cereal in the bag.

I sure don't want your

little one going hungry.

I sure appreciate that.

I like your car.

What is the matter with you?

I'm sick like dog.

Is it the food?

Oh, no.

It's me.

Ten minutes after I get pregnant,

my body lets me know.

The only thing that makes me feel

better is the cool of the tile.

Oh, thank god for it.

I was down for...

two months with Rainelle.

Don't be angry with us, Martha.

I wanted... to tell you but Raymond,

he wanted it to be surprise.

Raymond?

He wants us

to go out and celebrate,

but... between you and me,

I'm not up to it.

I can see that.

If it's a girl...

we're gonna name her Martha.

I made him promise.

Can I tell you something, Martha?

Tell me.

I know Raymond isn't exactly

who he say he is, you know.

He like to tell the stories.

Doesn't matter to me,

because I have my little girl to raise

and now I have the new baby.

I don't want to do it alone.

Rainelle,

she's crazy about him,

and... his heart

is in the right place.

You know?

I don't... know when it

happened but, I'm in love with him.

It's gonna be all right.

It's gonna be all right.

I'll get you something

for your stomach.

Oh.

Remember, I'm a nurse.

Okay.

Here.

This will make you feel better.

Put your feet up.

Put your feet up.

I'll get you a pillow.

Thank you, Martha.

Mommy!

Delphine?

Mommy. I want my mommy!

Martha?

Is that for me, baby?

Delphine?

You knocked her up.

Ray.

Ray.

What did you do to her?

The baby.

What's wrong with her!

Mommy!

If you don't love me

then I don't wanna live.

Do it.

Prove that you don't love me, hm?

Oh, come on, baby.

You want out.

I'll help you.

We'll do it together.

Alright?

Just... squeeze it.

Stop it.

I don't wanna stay.

Not without you.

I can't. I can't.

Who knows you, Raymond?

Who takes care of you?

Martha.

Who... wants you like you are?

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