Ray Meets Helen Page #2
- Year:
- 2016
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all that loose mail
blowing in the air?
Bought some gifts for the
little ones on the block
with the bill I found.
But this is worth the same.
Or call Uncle Sam.
- You keep that, ma'am.
- Belongs to your company.
- Uh, you spend it
on the little ones.
We don't need it.
- Then why come around?
- What?
- Am I speaking
with Raymond O'Callahan?
- Yeah, that's me.
- This is
Empire Hospital
regarding a blood test result.
- Well, is it serious?
- This is
the appointment desk.
I don't know.
- Well, who does know?
- Sir, it's urgent.
Spell your last name.
- O'Callahan, O, apos--
- Hold on.
- No, no, don't put me on hold.
Sh*t.
- Whoa.
Do you know this?
- Taxi.
- Swanky.
- Yeah, that's a restaurant.
You're across the street here.
- How much?
- 40 even.
- $40?
- Yeah, and
that's American, not pesos.
- Here.
- Oh, gee, thanks, now I
can get that operation.
- Oh my God, Mary, Mary.
Oh, baby, tell
me we're through
How could I think
that I'm losing you
You say you love me,
you say we gotta meet
How could I be so
wrong, I'm never wrong
How could I be so wrong
- Are you gonna come
in for a little bit?
Just for one drink?
One drink, honey, for old times.
- We're just
here to talk, Ginger.
- We'll just talk
and then maybe we'll
dance a little and then
maybe we'll f*** a little,
I don't know, we'll just
see how it goes, you know.
You say you love me
- 512.
Five, one, two.
Hello?
- Let's move
those two out.
We've got a big party
of big spenders coming.
Thank you.
- Always company, Ginger.
What?
- May I take your hat?
- No.
- Would monsieur like
a drink before dinner?
- Bourbon.
- We have bourbon,
idle flower supreme.
- Straight.
- D'accord.
Bourbon, give him
the cheap stuff.
- You got it.
- Did madame
leave room for dessert?
- Um, pie.
- We have guava rum pallet
or pomegranate meringue.
- Oh, just, chocolate
ice cream and cookies.
Who?
- What?
- Your
bourbon, monsieur.
- Give me the check.
- Oui, monsieur.
This clown wants his check.
- Figures.
- Rock bottom.
- Madame.
- That man over there,
he needs some help.
- He's impatient.
- That's all?
- That's enough.
- Merci,
Madame McCloud.
- Oh, I knew it.
Madame.
You didn't service this
non comprede, madame.
Would you like to add it?
- What?
- The tip.
- Oh, how much?
- Well, it's entirely up to you.
Did we please you?
- Just, how much,
I gotta get going?
- Well, 25% is normal.
More if you like, 30, 35.
- How much is that?
Tell me how much.
- 105, total.
- $105?
- Deal.
- This is Mary, thank
you for calling.
I won't be home for a while.
Leave a message if you like.
Ta.
- Yael!
Unbelievable.
Look, Mary, I know
you've been calling.
I don't need to call
you twice, okay, Yael?
You have a pen?
Have I got to do
everything myself?
Seriously, woman.
Car ready?
The bag?
Okay, thanks, go,
go, go, go, go.
Mary.
I know you've been calling.
But, frankly, I haven't really
felt like speaking to you.
Honestly,
I would very much like
to forgive you, Mary,
for what you did
to me, but, sadly,
I can't.
So, I guess, now this
is going to have to be.
Although I sincerely tried.
Goodbye.
Yael!
Oh, baby, I treated
you so right
You gave me sugar every
day and every night
But now you're leaving
and making me feel blue
It's such a heartbreak song
- Are you a friend
of Jimmy's, 208?
- No, I don't know Jimmy.
- Are you sure?
'Cause if you don't know
Jimmy, you are lucky.
He had to have his
jaw wired shut.
Wired shut.
He lost over 50 pounds.
And not the good 50.
He got ugly.
Didn't stop him from trying to
write me love poems, though,
the way he kept
pronouncing it was meh.
It really turned me
off out in the jaw.
Hey, hey.
You know, I'm really
the only true romantic
left in this building.
- Okay.
- Okay.
- Bye.
- Bye-bye.
What a strange little rabbit.
But when it's over
and you think of me
- And some men,
all they want to do
is get married and have babies.
And then other men, men
you really want to be with,
I mean, they just, they
can barely spend the night.
I think, do you know what,
I think Harley has to go.
- How do you know?
- Because he does
this little wiggle.
- Hunter just goes.
Goes wherever he wants.
Wow, that's a big one for him.
Betty, why do you have a glove?
- They're fantastic,
what do you mean?
- Use my bag.
What's wrong with you?
- Oh, oh, wait.
I have an idea.
- Betty, that's disgusting.
- Oh, no, this is
perfect, what do you mean?
- Betty, that's
why you're single.
- What are
you talking about?
This is so much more sanitary.
- Walking around
wearing masks seems suspicious.
- No, not them.
That's community watch.
It's that insurance
guy, he's dirty.
- I don't know.
- It's better
you don't know,
it's better you don't know.
- Hey, you want to open up?
Hey.
- Hey.
- Parents home?
- No.
- Aunt?
Older brother?
I work for an insurance company.
What's your name?
- Andre.
You wanna see something?
You can drive up to the bank.
They give it to you.
- Andre, I'm gonna ask
you some questions.
- Okay.
- That big crash,
truck was hauling
what they keep in
your bank there.
That's why I'm here.
I work for the
insurance company.
- What's a surance company?
- You don't know
what insurance is?
- No.
- Game.
Business game.
Shouldn't be saying that.
- Why not?
- All I mean is bad things
happen on their own.
Come right at you.
Right out of it.
So you want to stay
on your toes, ready.
Dukes up, head
down, keep moving.
- Elbows in.
- You play that?
- Sometimes.
- I was Navy light
heavyweight champ.
Then turned pro.
Harve managed.
Piano took the
sting out of a bout.
Best time of my life.
Chicks dig boxers.
Nobody ever beat me
in the ring, not once.
Right in there.
Where your fortune gets told.
- Does it hurt?
- Hurt?
Stray bullet, block away.
Shattered my club,
bore into my power.
Then out again.
Who knows where.
Blink of an eye.
No more boxing.
No piano.
No chicks.
Wasn't even 30.
Feels like yesterday.
- Look what I found
in the street!
A bird.
- Fell out of a tree?
- You can have it.
- Me?
Jewelry type?
Good turning this in.
Now, let me ask you
something serious.
Man to man.
Hm?
Come sit down.
You'd tell me if you found
any cash lying around?
Like when I saw you yesterday,
'cause you hit on the money
in the street, keep it,
lotta trouble.
- Why?
- Breaking the law, big time.
That dough belongs
to the company.
Harve says they don't
even care about it, but
you make your own luck.
How?
When there's nothing where
something used to be,
something you
thought hung around.
Count's late, gotta get
to your feet, or you lose.
Loser.
- Want a popsicle?
I was in Peru on a job.
Sick after my first meal.
Hospital won't say anything.
Poorly run place.
Amazing anybody comes out alive.
This place is a dump.
I should talk.
Haven't talked to anybody.
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