Person to Person Page #5

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- I hate this guy.

- Noah:
Benny, look.

There's nine of them.

He must've printed them

and glued the labels on.

It's a good scam.

These nine, plus yours.

That's good money.

All right, let me call

my man Gary.

We'll figure this out.

We'll find him.

Hey, I know Gary.

He's the one

who put Paul in touch with me.

All right,

now I'm officially mad.

Hm.

Hey, uh, give me

a diamond delights, please.

Thank you.

Damn it.

- Oh.

- Hey, Mike.

- Hey, Lester.

- Aye, you know where ray is?

Ray? No, sorry.

Because an hour ago,

Mike and I noticed

that the pictures

of my sister Janet

were taken down from the site

where he uploaded them

last week.

Since we know

that you help ray out

with all his Internet stuff,

thought maybe you saw him today?

- Maybe you helped him out?

- No.

I haven't seen him.

Sorry.

Lester:
So, it's cool

if we just came by your place,

make sure he's not there?

Yeah, but he's not up there,

though.

Lester:

I'd like to see for myself.

Look, if you resist,

I might want to come anyway,

but, if he's there and you're

willing to peacefully cooperate,

then I got

a bill with your name on it.

20 bucks.

- 20 bucks?

- Lester:
20 bucks.

Sorry about that, ray.

I had no choice, all right?

Hey.

Lester, Lester.

Thank you.

Hey. Give me five

diamond delights.

God, how long could they

possibly stay in there?

You could go knock

on the door and ask.

I'd be running the risk

of hearing something

I don't want to hear

moaning or groaning

or whatever it is they do.

River:
I heard them at Scott's.

When they went into his bedroom.

Sounded like dying.

Sounded like the two of them

were slowly dying

of some terrible disease

and like gasping for air.

Wasn't what I would call

a fun time.

Gross!

How long were they

in there that time?

Oh, I got sick of it and left

before they came out.

But it was at least an hour.

You should go.

If you're dying to leave.

Well, my backpack

is in her bedroom.

River:
You could get it from her

tomorrow.

- No, don't.

- What's wrong?

Um, seriously, nothing.

I'm fine.

- You look like...

- No, uh, it's nothing.

Oh, hey.

Uh, we thought

that you guys left.

No. Uh, yeah,

we're totally here.

Oh. Um...

Yeah, my mom is gonna

be here soon, so...

We were thinking

about going to the park.

Do you guys want

to go to the park?

Oh, my god, I need water.

Phil:
Are you seriously

feeling sick?

Claire:

Yeah, I get these stomach aches.

Maybe you have ulcers. Maybe

you need to see a doctor.

Claire:
If I'm being honest,

this job makes

me really anxious.

I feel like I should work

at a library.

I worked at a library last year

and I just felt like

this responsible,

organized, you know,

community-based woman

in touch with the

English language.

You're doing fine.

Look, the next step

is obviously to get

a photo of the watch.

That would be a home run

for the story.

I think we might have a shot

at the front page here.

Hey, right here. Listen to this.

That's me on bass.

Sing along.

Let all that sh*t out.

Claire:
That was okay.

I feel a little bit dizzy,

actually.

Um, is the name of that song

"suck on greed"?

Phil:
Yeah. Exactly right.

I'm trying hard not

to come over there, Gary,

and knock your teeth out.

Gary, I got steam

coming out of me.

- If you weren't 62...

- 61.

Over 60. I could be

crossin' a moral line

if I put my fist through

your over 60-year-old face.

I can't read your mind, Benny.

I see that you're mad,

but, uh, I don't know why.

Next thing you know,

people are pointing at me

in the street, sayin',

"there he is.

There's the guy

who punches men over 60."

I don't like that picture.

Just tell me,

what's wrong with you?

You send me and you send

Noah to this guy.

- You send the both of us?

- Gary:
He called.

He asked who'd be

interested in the record.

I said you; I said Noah.

He's a thief, Gary.

He sold me a fake.

Gary:
Why are you mad at me?

I don't know that kid.

I said he comes in here

a couple of times.

Beyond that, hey.

Benny:
You're always dealing

with these bums,

hustlers, and thieves.

Listen, you call

that son of a b*tch,

you get him on the phone,

you find out where he is.

If I knock his teeth out,

then I'm gonna let yours

stay in your head.

Do it, or I'm gonna blow a fuse.

Jeez. Okay, look,

it says "Paul."

Sh*t.

'Ey.

Strike you a deal.

Come over here nice and easy

and I'm only gonna

break one of your legs.

Keep runnin',

and I'm gonna break 'em both.

Where's the deal where you

don't break either of my legs?

Never heard of it.

I'll be back later

to break your face, Gary!

I didn't know he was there!

Hi, this is Mrs. Krimsky.

I brought my husband's

wristwatch in there

a few days ago.

Jimmy:
Uh, yes, of course.

Well, a reporter showed up

at my apartment today,

asking about the watch.

Did she come to your shop?

Uh, yes. Um, she did.

Told her I didn't want

to talk to her.

Mrs. Krimsky:
Then why did she

ask about the watch?

Did she see it?

I don't know. I was, um...

It was on my desk.

But I don't know how she

would know it was yours.

Did two detectives also come by?

Jimmy:
Uh, yeah, they were here,

uh, just before her.

What did they say?

Jimmy:

They knew about the watch,

said they wanted

to take it with them.

And I told them

I wouldn't feel right

about them taking it.

Mrs. Krimsky:

Well, why did you say that?

Well, you're my customer.

I would feel wrong,

just handing it over to them.

Although they said they may

come back with a warrant,

in which case I would

have to give it to them.

Mrs. Krimsky:
Did you fix it?

No, I was just starting

to look at it

when they came in.

They told me not to fix it.

Mrs. Krimsky:
Did they say

not to give it to me

if I came by to get it?

Uh, no.

I don't understand how somebody

who loves my sister

can do something

so disrespectful

and full of hate.

You know why I did it?

She slept with Sebastian.

I found out she slept with him.

- I just flipped out.

- You weren't together

- at the time.

- Ray:
We had a little fight.

She was mad, she was drunk,

and you guys weren't together.

I lie in bed every night,

unable to sleep,

having visions

of this creep touchin' her.

I just went crazy.

Lester:
Now, think

about 1,000 of those creeps

getting their rocks off

to naked pictures of my sister.

Is that what you wanted?

She didn't do it

to try to hurt you, ray.

She did it because you weren't

fulfilling her sexual needs

and you were gettin' distant.

Ray:
I was depressed.

I get very depressed.

I'm not tryin' to make excuses.

I just wasn't myself.

I lost control.

Okay.

Mike.

Get the camera.

You're a lucky guy, ray.

You know, she wanted me

to bring you to her place

so she can talk to you.

"Don't hurt him," she said.

Go to the couch.

It can't be me,

just naked, without the props?

Lester:
No.

I think we need the props.

Mike:
Mm-hmm.

Lester:
Mike, turn

that light on. The lamp.

Lester:
All right,

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