Ray Meets Helen Page #5

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- That special feeling,

the one you live for,

no matter how long

it's been hiding,

the one I'm getting

back because of you.

- Ray.

- Want to go

for something new?

- New, you can't, you

can't be something new

just because you

wonder about it.

You can't, you can't change

your hair and be a new person,

you just can't.

No, I don't cry, I don't cry.

- I can fix it.

- Don't cry, don't

cry, don't cry.

I don't have anything

for you, Ray.

- Everything.

Everything.

- But I'm not a new person.

I'm stuck.

I have to make a phone call.

- Now?

- Yes, it's really important.

Would you just go

outside in the hall,

just, just for a minute?

Hello?

Hello?

- I don't

want to talk anymore,

there's nothing to talk about.

- No need to apologize.

- I gotta go, G,

I just gotta go.

- I get it.

I was just another part of

your jazz ensemble, huh, Harve?

Just another toot on your horn.

- Sheriff's Department.

- Is this Killdeer

County Sheriff's Office?

- Yes, ma'am.

- Oh, it is?

- Ma'am?

Yes, ma'am.

How can I help you, ma'am?

What's on your mind, ma'am?

- Wrong number.

- Is there a problem?

Ma'am.

- Goodbye, Ginger.

- Liar!

You love me!

- I never said that!

- No.

I never needed it.

You won't even cuddle with me.

- Take care, G.

- At least I could trust Ray.

- You and I broke Ray's trust

like a piece of stale bread.

Now, I'm not proud of that.

- Ray's a chump.

He's just a chump.

You and I spark.

We spark together.

Harvey, isn't that

worth something?

- Mostly it isn't.

Ray had championship potential.

- Oh, really?

That was before my time.

You're just mad 'cause I'm

young and pretty and you're not!

Harve, we lit it up together!

- Ray!

Ray?

Ray!

- Why do you want to

put that light out?

There's so little light.

- You're right about that.

- Fine.

Go.

Love is for sissies.

- Did you mean

what you said to me?

- Everything, Mary.

- Did you mean

the things you said?

You promised, you promised.

- Everything,

everything, Mary.

- Don't call me that.

Call me Helen.

- What if I

fell for you, Helen?

- I want to go home,

I want to go home.

I belong there, I

don't belong here.

Come on.

- Okay.

- Where are you going?

- Let you sleep.

Nothing can stop us now.

Got the magic.

- But, Ray.

Ray, Ray, Ray.

Don't you want to do something?

- Everything.

Now?

- Yes, right now.

Ow.

Not standing up, it hurts.

Ray.

- Tried not to wake you.

- Look at me.

Look at me without the fancy

haircut and the swanky clothes.

Just look at who I am.

- Haven't stopped.

- Could I come with you?

I could be ready now.

- Take your time.

Got stuff to do.

- I could help you.

We could help each other.

I, I think we're

alike, underneath.

- Where it counts.

Wait and see.

Wait, Helen.

Four o'clock, Helen, non-stop.

- Ray.

I hope you won't

mind where I live.

There's not much to do there.

- You're where I'm

going, what I do there.

- You have an

appointment with Dr. Harris

and it's imperative

you come, sir.

- I'm leaving town today.

- You need to be

here at three o'clock.

- Three o'clock.

Ray, open up.

Open the door.

Hey, hey, Dukes sees you

running over the neighborhood.

He called my office!

Running?

Now the VPs up my ass!

Goddamn you, Ray.

- There oughta

be a God, Harve.

- When did my life

become invisible chess?

3 a.m. on a weeknight, Joan,

the CEO, shows up at my door.

Something so thrilling

and dangerous.

Says she wants to start calling

me darling at the office.

Says be open to

her, give it a try.

- Do it.

- Look,

we've only been together once.

Okay, twice, including

last night, but,

now she won't even

take my calls!

Oh, yes, yes, she's

worthy, classy,

marvelous mystery, you know,

but I have to...

I got to...

Love her, too?

I mean, eh.

- Might save your ass.

- Look, look, look.

I ain't no recovering poet.

62 and single, by design.

I don't do love, no, I

don't even pretend to.

Never have.

Can't, won't.

Oh.

Oh, hey.

- Darling.

- Hey, hey, don't

you ever do that again, huh?

- Uh-huh.

- No, you.

Joan.

I love you.

- Man, where the

hell have you been?

You're late.

- I couldn't find my mask.

- You ever

killed anyone?

- What kind

of question is that?

- I could

sleep all right

as long as I knew

they had it coming.

- Please shut up.

- Yeah, this is it here.

- Pay with cash, yes?

- You bet, cash money,

pop the trunk, will you?

Wait for me, I'll pay.

- Whoa, whoa, you pay now, cash.

No credit.

- Okay, now,

you wait, all right?

- Yeah, yeah.

- Hey!

God.

Hey, my bag!

- You find what you need?

- Ma'am, you have

a phone I might use?

- Only gonna make

him more independent.

Would I love to

care for that boy.

Set him right for the future.

You know, Rita and I helped

raise my late cousin's sons.

Showered them with

love, no better feeling.

- What about his parents?

- Sarge, honey, need some help?

Need something clipped?

- All good, babe.

Nobody gonna mess

with me and Rita.

We served our country,

so nothing scares us.

Fixing kid's the

least we can do.

- Ma'am, I gotta go.

Nice talking to you.

- Ray!

- Hey.

Folks here?

- Whoa.

- Nice, huh?

Hey, Andre.

You didn't say anything?

Good man.

I'll handle it now.

Tell your folks I'm here.

Andre.

Are they here?

They're not, are they?

Where is it?

You gave it to them.

They're out blowing it now.

Hey.

Now, I'm not mad at you.

I can, I'll fix that,

hang on, hang on.

Here, hold this

present you bought me.

Here and open that box.

Yeah, I can fix anything.

That's what I told Helen.

- My favorite color.

- I found her, Andre.

- Wow.

- Some day you'll understand.

- Wow.

For me?

- Yeah, man,

here, look up a second.

Yeah.

- It's a beauty.

- Now, listen.

Today, my last day on the case.

So, before we go outside,

I need you to tell me what

happened with the cash.

- Can't we ride first?

- In just a minute.

Just...

I need to know what

happened with the cash.

- In the bank.

Where it's safe.

- Okay.

Andre.

You like the ladies nextdoor?

- Faye and Rita?

- Oh, they're crazy about you.

Listen.

Go fill up your backpack with

all your favorite stuff, huh?

You're gonna spend

some time with Faye.

Yeah.

She'll know how to

handle everything.

Onto something way past money.

I'm gonna check your room,

make sure we didn't

forget anything.

A little genius.

So, it's taken 'til I get

work and the hospital.

Yeah, everybody makes mistakes.

- I'm riding.

- Yay!

All right.

- Protection.

- I'ma ride down

to the end of the block.

- No, no, later, later.

Why don't you help Faye

get that stuff inside?

I've gotta get my coat.

- Okay.

- Let me help you with this.

- No, I got it, it's fine.

- Oh, yes, sir.

- You been reading Andre?

- What a cool bike.

- Look, there are the

guys with the masks again.

I think maybe they--

- They don't have the money.

It's that insurance guy.

That's him, that's

him, there he is!

I knew I'd get him!

Well, well, well, we meet again.

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