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wash away the whoIe dirty business.

And me right aIong with it.

Thank you.

I was in it right up to my ears,

and had no idea

how the heII I was gonna get myseIf out.

There was onIy one thing I couId do.

Harry.

I've been waiting for you, Harry.

Yeah. I'm sure you have.

I have a boat.

We can go away together.

Just you and me.

Why don't I beIieve you?

Nobody was supposed to get kiIIed.

TeII that to Odette MaIroux.

It was DonneIIy.

He's such an animaI.

I'm so scared!

WiII you hoId me?

I need you so much.

No.

Not this time.

Somebody's gotta pay the piper.

It's not gonna be me.

Where's your husband?

-Upstairs?

-You're not gonna teII him.

-Yeah, yeah. I think he deserves to know.

-No, Harry, he'II kiII you.

-Better him than the State of FIorida.

-What about us?

Us?

Where does somebody Iike you

come from?

I'm just a girI with a IittIe ambition.

A IittIe ambition?

We're no different!

You and me, Harry, we're the same.

That's where you're wrong.

Who are you?

My name's Harry Barber.

Do I know you?

We have a mutuaI acquaintance

or two, yes.

What do you want?

My neck is in a noose

and I gotta get it out.

And you're my onIy chance.

Does this have something

to do with my daughter?

UnfortunateIy, sir, it's got everything

to do with your daughter.

Do you know who kiIIed her?

Yes, I do.

I am waiting.

WeII...

I know you got no reason to beIieve me,

but I promise you it was...

ShouId I caII the poIice, sir?

Continue, Mr. Barber.

Your wife and DonneIIy.

-Look, I know you don't want to beIieve...

-He's Iying, sir.

I know you got no reason to beIieve me,

but it's true.

-They suckered me...

-Shut up!

...into this phony kidnapping thing.

-And then they kiIIed your daughter.

-He's Iying, sir!

And they did it for money.

They're in on this together.

-I swear to God.

-Shut up!

Rhea?

CouId you come in here?

PIease.

I don't Iike doing this.

My wife is very upset.

It's an act, I'm teIIing you.

Your wife and this guy kiIIed

your daughter.

Who is that?

That's not your wife.

That can't be your wife.

Shut up!

AIthough this is a death penaIty state,

Mr. Barber,

I won't Iive Iong enough to see you die

for the murder of my daughter.

I didn't kiII your daughter.

Make sure he isn't found.

I didn't do it.

-Ever.

-I swear to God I didn't kiII her.

Listen to me! Wait! I didn't do it.

I'm teIIing you...

MaIroux, I...

I didn't kiII your daughter. I didn't do it!

HeIp me!

You had to get her invoIved,

didn't you, dumb f***?

Hi, Harry.

-Rhea MaIroux.

-You know the wife, Harry.

To be.

IntimateIy.

For your information,

she said you were Iousy,

just Iike your writing.

I did not say Iousy, I said predictabIe.

Like showing up tonight at MaIroux's.

She figured you wouId.

It's not rocket science.

Guy coming out of prison on a bum charge

is gonna want to even the score a IittIe.

It's onIy human nature.

The wife's good

at that human nature stuff.

She's not bad at the physicaI stuff either.

But you, Harry, you just

couIdn't keep your shirt on, couId you?

Or his pants.

FIash a IittIe green under your nose,

and a IittIe pink,

and you were panting

Iike a big dog on a hot day.

Yeah, so I'm a sucker,

me and that poor girI

you had pIaying Iike

she was Odette MaIroux.

She was very cute.

And a good IittIe actress, wasn't she?

Some runaway from the Midwest.

Idaho, I think.

-That's the Northwest, hon.

-Who cares?

Nobody's gonna see her again anyway.

I can't beIieve that you kiIIed her

and Odette MaIroux

just for the ransom money.

Listen to you, Barber, a guy so broke

his f***ing cash bounces.

Five hundred thousand bucks

is five hundred thousand bucks.

You aIways were smaII time, DonneIIy.

F*** you with a piIe driver, Harry.

Hon?

Which one do you think for the pIane ride?

I feeI, I don't know, dark and mysterious.

-I don't know. Surprise me.

-Okay.

The IittIe Iady and I are going to Vegas

to get married, take some R and R.

Get the f*** off me.

Mr. MaIroux gave us the week off,

and his bIessings, sweetheart.

-Mr. MaIroux?

-Yeah. That's how we met, Harry.

I do the cooking and the cIeaning

-and take care of the oId man.

-See, she does the gardening, too.

Rosemary, herbs, aII that sort of thing.

-I've aIways been a working girI.

-I'II bet.

I gotta hand it to you, Barber.

When you showed up

at the doorstep that day,

I thought you bIew the whoIe deaI.

You know,

you got a f***ing knack for that.

I had a damn good thing going

when I was a cop.

Good thing tiII you f***ed it aII up.

You couIdn't just take the money,

couId you?

Not Harry Barber. He's Mr. CIean.

No. You just don't Iearn, do you, Barber?

-Maybe next time...

-You're out of next times, Sunny Jim.

You understand me?

WeII, I guess this is goodbye.

Can I have a moment?

This must be what you want.

I'm gonna miss you.

Okay, Iovebugs, that's enough.

You don't reaIIy think

she's gonna marry you, do you?

-You taIk too much, Barber.

-She ain't gonna marry you, I promise you.

She's gonna f*** you over...

You know,

the worId is fuII of Harry Barbers.

Guys who want to pIay in the big Ieagues,

but just don't have the taIent.

My advice to you, Harry, is

don't go in the deep end if you can't swim.

Hey, what're you doing, Harry?

You want to f***ing pIay games?

You want to make this painfuI?

What is that?

Is that a wire? You wearing a wire?

HoId it, DonneIIy!

CIear!

-Check the back.

-Get her! Take care of her!

Check upstairs.

AII right, I got you.

-Where have you been?

-We were right outside.

That couId've been me, man.

It couId've been you,

but it isn't you, aII right?

That couId've been me!

But it isn't you, Harry!

We had to make this Iook good

if it was gonna be beIievabIe.

You were Iate! That couId've been me.

Jesus Christ! What?

Hi, baby.

I Iove you.

You okay?

You did it, Barber. Nice work.

Free at Iast.

-Read him his rights.

-What're you doing? What?

Conspiracy to kidnap,

accessory to extortion, Harry,

-hindering an investigation.

-This was my idea.

The whoIe wire thing. I got you re-eIected!

Over here!

-Come on out of there!

-Open the door!

HeIIo.

WouId you mind, pIease,

hoIding my bag for me?

Move it!

This isn't right, Renick.

I heIped you out, you know it.

-This isn't right. We had a deaI.

-Let's go. Let's go. Get her out of here.

-Take them downtown.

-Move it! Move it, come on!

-Let's go. Let's go.

-This isn't right.

WeII, I'm back in prison,

back with my IittIe friends.

It's part of the deaI I cut with Renick.

But it isn't going to be for Iong.

The way I figure, just Iong enough

for me to write my story.

And then, who knows?

They might even turn it into a movie.

EngIish

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