Ray Meets Helen

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- Happy birthday, Helen.

- What were you doing in Peru?

- Insurance legwork, but--

- But what?

- Well, who's

laughing this morning?

- He is.

- Who's he?

- Him.

- Oh, for me?

Oh, black roses are

usually a curse.

Are we mourning this morning?

- We are.

Now, more.

Please.

That's it?

- That's always it.

- Half empty?

- Half full.

- I see.

So I'm here but I'm not.

- Lady, it's early, okay?

- Oh, I'm sorry, well,

when is good for you?

How about too late?

Is too late good enough for you?

- How about that?

Yeah?

- Oh, um, I'm looking for

American Signature Bank.

Do you, do you know?

- Oh, yeah.

You're on Sunset Street.

That's on Sunrise.

- Oh, didn't look hard enough.

Much obliged.

- One more then?

To clean it up.

- Is that woman okay?

- For what?

Last one.

- Just like that?

Everything stops?

Who knows?

What are you afraid of?

- Somebody getting hurt.

- You're sweet.

- Hardly.

- And kind.

- It's summer time.

Put a smile on.

- Heads never

coming back, tails.

Nothing left behind.

Jealous men always find more

than they imagined.

- Are you all right?

- I always thought so.

- One for the daddy.

- Do you need a ride?

- A ride?

No.

- Thought I

was eating chicken.

- Everybody eats chicken.

That's part of the problem.

- What do you think I got?

- I think you'll live.

- So, when do you get off, Rose?

- Never.

97 hours I worked last week.

I was born in this

hospital, gonna die here.

- In between, you want

come over to my apartment?

New waterbed.

- Press there.

Incoming.

- You know, you really

gotta see this waterbed.

- I'm considering it.

- It's amazing.

It's got lights,

it spins, vibrates.

- Spins, huh?

- Yeah.

360, all the way around.

- I'm intrigued.

- Raymond O'Callahan?

- Yeah.

- X-rays are inconclusive.

Blood tests will tell us more.

If you haven't heard anything

in a week, you're fine.

24 hours, it's serious.

Morphine switch in room four.

- Got it, doctor.

- Thanks for coming, Harve.

- What'd the doctor say?

- Well, they took blood.

- Your personal doctor?

- I don't have a

personal doctor.

Wasn't easy getting this.

- Oh my.

Not easy.

'Cause what I have is

extremely difficult.

But you're a large

part of that, Ray.

- I did what you told me.

- I told you to cheese

over a customs agent?

- I'm sick.

- No, let me explain sick.

The senior veep's out

to kill my career.

But I have to ignore that issue

and beg him to call his pal

at U.S. customs for you, Ray.

So, do me a favor.

Drop dead.

- I got you what you wanted.

- No, no, no.

What I got is whole

lotta noise right now.

I got an armored

truck crash in hell.

My policy, my client.

The veep could give two

shits about this case.

Only wants blood, mine.

Yet, I have to grovel for you.

So, hey,

you hear that?

Hear it

because you're

finally there, Ray.

Rock bottom.

Ginger and I are

done, I certainly am.

And just so you know, I

never touched her once

while you were together.

- That how it's done?

- You look me in the

eye and say that.

Otherwise I got

senior VP issues.

Now to fix them,

I slept with my COO,

a nice, proper widow

and I ain't sorry about that.

I don't regret it.

That's how it's done.

- Let me have

this one, Harve.

- Fine, I'll

talk the next one.

- Your truck crash

in hell, the legwork.

- Are you that punch drunk?

- I'm not sneaky enough for you?

- I considered myself

over 50 years for you Ray,

to help you become

something, a champion.

- Except I wasn't.

- Half a life ago, Ray,

and you're still suffering.

Make your own luck

or get crucified.

- Serious.

- We can't

just give you money.

- I'll

pay, it's my word.

- With the mortgaged

assets and no income?

I'm sorry, Mrs. Wilder.

- Oh, I'm not Mrs.

Wilder anymore.

I just don't know

how to put it back.

My family is all gone and all

their debts are coming to me.

And I just need a little

money for a short time.

- Happy birthday, Mr. Loomis.

- Thank you, Harold.

Did you get some birthday cake?

It's Devil's Food.

- I love

Devil's Food cake.

- Delicious.

- Thank you.

- I thought that's

what you do here.

- I'm sorry, we do what?

- You give money to people

with money problems.

- I am sorry for your hardship,

but you have to

qualify on paper.

- I don't want your

sympathy, mister.

And I don't weep.

Do you?

Hello?

Hello?

- Yeah?

- This is

Empire Hospital.

Am I speaking with

Raymond O'Callahan?

- You're calling me.

- Is this a bad time?

- No.

Doc said an early call meant--

- What's the

doctor's name, please?

- Can't remember

what her name was but

you're calling me.

- Yes, sir,

we're calling you.

We need to make an

appointment, it's serious.

- Yeah?

- Hey, Ray, Ray.

- Harve.

- Stop

talking, listen to me.

How are you?

- How am I?

- Busy?

- I just got a call from--

- Stop, listen to me.

Are you functioning well?

- Better than ever.

Is that good enough?

- Ready, Harve.

- Look, I need the truth.

Always about the truth.

- All dressed up, Harve.

- The truth as we enter

into this place as invisible

as the air we breathe,

as the love inside.

- You still there, Harve?

- Listen, I need you to

- Yeah?

- Joan?

I need you to go to

Federal and Gardner.

Ask for Detective

Dukes, real prick.

Door to door, basic

report, by Friday.

- Jab cross, left cross.

- Ray.

We're even, forever.

- My name is Mary McCloud.

I'm alone in a life

of so many people.

No family or true friends.

After plenty of bad days, I

should be ready for a good one.

- Don't you think?

- Please leave me

- Please leave me

where you found me.

No need to tell anyone.

Help yourself to

whatever I have.

My gift to you.

Whoever you are.

I am at the guarded district

where an armored vehicle

crashed last night,

spreading $250,000

throughout the area.

- Get those two bozos

behind the tape.

And keep everybody back there.

- Yes, sir.

- Now!

- Detective Dukes, I'm

with Mutual Insurance.

- This is an

investigative scene, pug.

Stand right over there.

Stand over there.

I want three POs down the way,

I want two POs on

this intersection.

- We only got the two.

That's all they could send.

- Those jack offs.

ID.

- Listen, I just saw--

- No, you listen.

You will not impede

police operation.

Any violation and you

will be dealt with, hard.

- Sure, but I just saw--

- I said listen.

That means don't talk.

ID.

Horrible picture.

Report all your movements

to Detective Brank

and make sure you

report them accurately,

once you go for your

waistband, get shot.

- Boo.

- Hey, mister, mister.

- Please return to your seat.

- No, I want to get off.

- Next stop, Kirkland County.

- You want to

talk to these guys?

- What guys?

- Right on the sidewalk.

- They're not

bothering anybody, why?

- They're wearing masks.

- We're all wearing

masks, Brank.

- Excuse me, ma'am.

Ray O'Callahan, Great

Mutual Insurance.

It's a temp ID.

- Mm-hm.

Bad crash?

- Yeah.

- Wind, rain,

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