Matchstick Men Page #7

And l am sorry, sir.

-These are supplements.

-What?

-This packet contains supplements.

-No, no, no.

My doctor gave those to me.

They`re Prefex.

-They`re supplements.

-Bullshit, man! Prefex.

-Supplifem.

-Prefex!

-Aisle four, sir.

-Prefex!

Did you call security?

Did you give me this?

-Yes.

-Why?

-Because you don`t need medication.

-Look at me, l`m a mess.

Agreed. But you weren`t a mess last week,

and you weren`t on...

...Prefexall then either.

l have news for you.

Your neurosis is small-time.

Small-time? What are you a--?

You f***ing quack!

Your conscience is another story.

Let me ask a question.

What if you had to change careers?

-What, if l wasn`t an antiques broker?

-lf you weren`t a criminal.

That`s an 1 8th century Queen Anne

footstool l`ve had my feet on.

l`ve had computer programmers tell me

what a nice piece it is.

l`m not a criminal.

l`m a con artist.

-The difference being?

-They give me their money.

Nice rationalization.

l never took anybody who didn`t let me

out of greed or weakness.

And l never...

...used violence.

Would you say then you set

an example in your trade?

You bet l do.

But now you have to set an example

for someone else.

How is she?

Angela.

She`s fine.

She went back to her mom`s.

Have you spoken to her?

Why not?

Do we have to talk about this?

Why haven`t you spoken?

Because she hates me.

Why do you think she hates you?

Because....

Because l screwed it up.

Oh, God. l lost my little girl.

l lost my little girl.

l`m happy to--

l went to see a lawyer.

He specializes in custody suits.

That sort of thing.

Like when one parent wants to get

joint custody of the child.

There are things you have to do...

...file some paperwork...

...blood tests, go before a judge.

lt would only be for weekends

and some holidays to start.

But l`d have to make a lot of changes.

For one thing, l`d have to stop doing

what l do for a living.

Honey, l`m sorry.

l should have asked you first.

Will you try? Please?

Yes, l`ll try, honey.

l`ll try.

When?

As of now.

You gotta do what you gotta do.

l`m sorry to lose you.

You don`t want the 40 G`s?

keep it. Consider it a parting gift.

We should part more often.

Did l tell you l love you?

Yeah, l love you back.

One of these days,

l`m gonna get you drunk.

l should tell your mom about this.

Let her know what l`m doing.

-Your funeral.

-l know.

But l think she should hear it

from me.

What do you think?

Yeah.

Okay.

-l`m excited about this.

-We could get a dog.

-Either a German shepherd or a Lab.

-They`re messy, aren`t they?

We could train it.

-Name it Frank.

-That`s a good name.

That`s nice.

-For you, seorita.

-Thank you.

Let`s dance.

What is it, ``my house is your house``?

Frank!

Get back.

Hello, Roy.

-Hiya, sunshine.

-Go wait in your room, honey.

Let her stay.

She`s in this as much as you are.

lt`s Angela, right?

Your mug shot doesn`t do you justice.

You wanna sit down?

-lf you come anywhere near her--

-Don`t play tough. l`m in your home.

Roy, l`m sorry, man.

Shut up!

How did you find me?

l didn`t.

l found her in black and white.

Airport security cameras, Roy,

they got a nice look at her.

That was sloppy.

-There were no cameras in the lounge.

-No.

There were in the gift shop. ln my business,

it pays to have friends on the force.

Your girl is in their books.

Your ex-wife doesn`t know well enough

not to give out your address.

We only hurt the ones we love, huh?

You look white as a ghost, Roy.

l don`t want you to pass out...

...before you make your first payment.

First let`s have the money you took.

-l don`t have it.

-Well, let`s start with what you do have!

-Four thousand, maybe.

-Where?

The dog.

Stop! Let her get it.

You stay here with me.

lt`s okay. lt`s okay, honey, go.

-Run, Angela! Run!

-Run, and Daddy`s dead right now!

Okay, okay.

Next, l get half of whatever

you make from now on.

lf not, l call my cop friends,

and your little girl goes to juvy till she`s 1 8.

-l`m out. l`m done with this.

-You`re not done, Roy.

You haven`t even gotten your feet wet.

Frank`s not done, are you, Frank?

You done, Frank?

He`s not done.

Angela, no. Put the gun down.

-Shoot him.

-Quiet, Frank.

Angela, okay. Angela. Angela.

Put it down. Don`t--

l`ll take care of this.

-l want you to go.

-know how to use that?

-Don`t make it worse!

-Shoot him!

Goddamn it, shoot him!

Okay, okay.

Oh, no. Oh, no. Oh, God.

Oh, God.

-Oh, God!

-Oh, sh*t, Roy.

He ain`t gonna make it.

Okay, okay, okay, okay.

You know where the Seven Palms Motel is?

-lt`s out at the 1 5.

-Okay, get a room there.

Ground floor, if you have to go

out the back. Wait there for me.

What if you don`t show?

Take her to her mother`s,

and drive south and never come back.

What are you gonna do?

l`m gonna take him to the hospital.

Angela, sweetheart.

Listen to me. Frank will get you

out of here, all right?

He`s gonna get you out of here,

and l will see you in a day or two.

-Everything`s gonna be all right, l promise.

-Dad, l was just trying to--

l know, l know. Listen to me.

Listen, l know, l know.

You didn`t shoot him.

Do you understand? l shot him. l did.

-lsn`t that right, Frank?

-Right.

So you just sit tight, honey.

And l want you to know that l`m sorry.

l`m sorry l let you down.

Okay, Frank.

-Go, okay?

-Okay.

-l`m serious.

-Roy, l`m sorry. l`m sorry, man.

-All right. All right.

-l`m really sorry.

You`re okay, man.

-He`s okay.

-Nurse Hoffman to Pediatrics.

-Nurse Hoffman to Pediatrics.

-Good morning, Roy. How do you feel?

Cold.

Take it slow, will you?

l`m Detective Bishop. This is Detective Holt.

The doctor will be in in a second.

You were given a pretty close haircut

the other night, Roy. Bad concussion.

You got lucky, Roy.

l wish we could say the same for Chuck.

Am l under arrest?

Well, you have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say can and may be....

l heard it all.

Roy, where`s Frank?

-Who?

-Frank Mercer. Your partner.

We`ve been spending time at your places.

There`s not a lot we don`t know.

l like your place better. Clean.

Where is he?

Okay, then how about this?

Where`s Angela? Because she`s not at....

41 5 Chester Ave.

Her mother`s near hysterical.

l shot him.

l shot Chuck.

You sure about that?

Because Chuck didn`t make it.

We found him facedown in your driveway.

lt`s not good, but l`m telling you,

it could still get a lot worse.

Alas, the print we took off your .38

was just a little small.

-So where is she?

-l wanna see my doctor.

-The doctor will be here in a second.

-No, my doctor, my shrink.

You let me see him, and l`ll tell you

everything you wanna know.

What`s his number?

Hello, Roy.

-Hey, doc.

-Hi.

Can we have a little privacy?

That`s not the way it works.

Don`t l have doctor-patient privileges,

rights, something?

Yeah, technically, he`s right.

That refers to testimony based

on confidential information.

There`s no privilege says

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