Loosies Page #5

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That's the name of the game,

okay?

It's a very serious game.

7 and 11 on the first roll wins.

2, 3, 12 loses

on the first throw.

After that, 4, 5, 6, 8, 9, 10,

that becomes your point.

You got to hit your point

to win.

If you hit a 7 after that,

then you crap out, all right?

Nicky, you go first.

No, no, no, wait.

We have to place our bets, okay?

Place your bets, boys!

There you go.

Roll the dice.

All right, 4.

That's what we call Little Joe,

okay?

So now you got to hit

Little Joe to win.

Now, you can have fun with it.

Blow into the dice.

Come on, Little Joe!

Come on, Little Joe!

- Come on, Little Joe!

Come on, Little Joe!

I win!

- No, no, no, you lose.

That's a... that's a crap out.

We get your candy.

See what happens

when you gamble?

All right, now you play.

- Hey, lady.

You want a piece of the action?

- No, I've had enough action

for one day.

Thank you.

- Okay.

Rita, I got the fresh pomodoro.

- She's in the kitchen.

I'll help you.

- No, no, I got it.

Besides, mi casa su casa.

And I got an excuse now

to go see the most

beautiful girl in the world.

Hey, baby.

- Jesus' name we pray.

- Amen.

- Amen.

- Amen.

- So, Bob, Rita tells me

you work in stocks.

- Yep.

- And how's that going for you?

- It's got its ups and downs.

- Actually, weren't you just

telling me

you were having trouble

paying your rent lately?

- Well, if you're ever looking

for a steady gig,

you can come down and see me.

Give me a call.

- Carl owns

a jewelry store downtown.

- Diamonds are a girl's

best friend, right, Grampie?

- Yep. And?

- Don't buy retail.

- Well, I'll keep it in mind.

- And If you know anybody

who's looking

for a nice engagement ring,

tell Carl.

He'll give you a good price.

- Thanks, Mom.

- Lucy's a professional

photographer.

- Oh, no.

- Is that right?

- Mostly freelance.

But right now, I'm working

in a bar part-time.

You know, it's not much,

but at least

it's an honest living.

- You're right about that.

Rita said you were from Texas.

- Mm-hmm.

Yeah, I'm actually

heading back this Saturday.

- Wow, that's too bad.

Yeah, I think I'm gonna,

you know,

move back in with my sister,

you know, work at a...

at a photography studio

shooting portraits.

That sort of thing.

- And you were planning

on telling me when?

- Well, I wasn't really planning

anything with you.

- How's the lasagna?

- It's delicious.

- Wonderful.

(clears throat)

Excuse me.

- Do you need to use

the ladies' room?

- No.

- We don't got a ladies' room.

Grampie's only got a bathroom.

(grunts)

- Lucy, are you okay?

What's the matter?

Hey, hey!

- Call 911!

- Breathe.

(panting)

- I'm not going into labor,

you moron.

I'm only three months pregnant!

- Bobby!

- Ma...

Oh, sh*t.

- Why didn't you tell me, Bobby?

- I didn't want

to worry you, Ma.

- What worry me?

Why would havin'

a grandkid worry me?

Does she want to keep it?

- I don't know.

- Do you love her?

- I don't know, Mom.

I mean, I don't know

what love is.

How do you...

how do you know?

- Well, when she said

she was leaving on Saturday,

how'd that make you feel?

- Sick.

- And when we were on our way

to the hospital,

how did you feel?

Sometimes it takes

almost losing what we have

to make us realize

how lucky we are to have it.

Dr. Phil.

I'm gonna get going.

I'll leave you two alone.

- Hey.

- Hi.

- The doctors said

you're gonna be okay.

They said you just need to rest.

- What about the baby?

- The baby's gonna be okay.

What?

Hey. Don't worry.

The baby's gonna be okay.

You're gonna be fine.

- I just thought it would

take care of itself.

I just... I don't know

what I'm gonna do.

- Hey, listen,

what we're gonna do.

It's not just you any more.

It's us.

Right?

- Come on, Bobby.

You don't want to have a kid.

We barely know each other.

I mean, you couldn't even

remember my name

a few a days ago.

- Is that what you think?

That I couldn't remember

your name?

You want to know the truth?

- Yeah, the truth would be nice

for once.

- Okay.

Okay. Fine.

After that night,

I couldn't stop

thinking about you.

I thought about you so much,

I was going nuts.

I mean, I finally had you

out of my head,

and then there you were

right in front of me.

I got so nervous,

I couldn't even talk.

- Why didn't you call me?

- I was scared.

When I woke up that morning,

I looked over,

and you were so beautiful.

You're so beautiful.

First time

I didn't want to leave.

That's never happened

to me before.

I went to write down

my real number

on a piece of paper,

and then I...

I crumpled it up,

and I wrote

a fake number instead.

Then I... then I wrote

my real number down.

I crumpled that up,

and, I don't know,

I must have gone back and forth

and done that, like, ten times.

And then I finally took all

the crumpled pieces of paper,

and I put it in my pocket,

and when I went to leave,

I picked one out,

and I thought,

"Hey, if this is

the real number,

then it's meant to be."

I kind of let fate decide,

you know?

I know.

I'm an a**hole.

It was stupid.

I regretted it, but...

I didn't forget your name, Lucy.

I couldn't.

I tried.

Believe me.

- Why should I believe you?

- I been carrying around that

for three months.

I have problems

with commitment.

- Yeah, I know.

You can't even commit

to a brand of cigarettes.

- I'm not gonna run away

from this, okay?

That's my commitment to you.

- I can't be with someone

who steals from people.

- Then I'm done.

I'll quit.

Give me a chance, okay?

I'll prove it to you.

Just give me a chance.

- And you'll quit?

You can quit just like that'?

For me?

Okay.

- Hey, hey, you guys.

Get a room.

Visiting hours are over,

and you need your rest.

- You're in with the cops, Jax?

You're in with the cops?

You?

- Shut up!

I should kill you right now.

- Why would you sell me out

like that?

- We ain't friends!

- I gave up my life, Jax!

Leave up my life!

- We are not friends!

Don't mess with my business!

Steal a cop's badge?

Those cops came barging

into my house!

My house!

- You work for me now.

What, is that

supposed to be funny?

I told them where you live.

I told them where you'd be

and when you'd be there.

- You had that guy

steal my money.

- Yeah, I did.

I figured you'd have

some money on you.

Mr. Morality.

He's gotta pay for all that sh*t

with his girlfriend.

She couldn't chip in nothing.

That friend did me a favor.

That friend ratted me out.

- Give me a name!

- Jax.

- Did I get mad at him?

No.

You know why?

Because it's business, Bobby.

Business.

It's not personal.

It's over.

- Wait.

Wait.

Listen.

- Detective Sullivan.

- What if I could get you

your 50 grand back

and everything I owe you?

- It's too late.

Okay, okay, you know what?

Call the cops.

Call the cops, Jax.

They got nothing on me.

Look, I don't have the badge.

You and I both know, without

that badge they got nothing.

- Lock the door!

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