Scarewaves Page #3
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he sent you.
Two-way split?
I already got one
with your husband.
I'd say that seals
the deal then.
Hey!
There's a lot more skanks
like you in the world
than there are
bags of money.
And I stopped letting
little Robbie
make executive decisions
a long time ago.
You bastard.
I'm probably gonna
regret that.
You're looking
pretty down for a guy
that just
got a bag of money.
You're gonna be
gone in the morning,
Maybe I'll see you
at Christmas.
Sh*t...
I'll still be
in Bangkok
watching the ping pong
shows at Christmas.
Look, uh...
Your marriage
ain't my business.
Damn straight.
But your wife
just came to me
talking about
a two-way split.
What are you
talking about?
I don't know if she means
to snitch you out or kill you,
but I ain't having
any part of it.
That's some bullshit.
Blood is blood, cousin.
It's the way
it's always been.
I remember when
you were in the hospital
getting your
operation done,
there was, uh,
some real Bull Durham sh*t
going on with your teammates,
except a lot more
spit roasting.
(dog barking)
We gotta do
something about Robbie.
I'm even less
afraid of a bat
than you throwing
a ball at me.
Did you ever have a hit
in the major leagues?
I can't say
major leagues, can I?
The stadium
that you robbed...
you bottomed out.
What was it?
Single A?
Triple A?
It was one of those
battery sizes.
Triple A.
Right below
the majors.
Right below
the majors.
(grip tightens)
(screams)
Mitchell?
Hey buddy.
(exhausted sigh)
Oh, sh*t fire
and pray to Jesus!
You could've just
strangled her.
You are so dramatic.
Man, she's got an ass
like a dump truck.
How come I never
noticed this before?
There's a river
a ways through the woods.
So, lift with your legs.
All right.
Oh, uh, you got a little
something on you.
Oh.
One, two...
(splash)
Burial at sea.
Bye.
Well, do you suppose
her grandma's
got anything stronger
than wine up at the place?
I just need some sleep.
You sure do,
you had a hard day.
Look, you take
the guest room.
I'll take the couch.
(water bubbles up)
No!
(door creaking)
(panicked breathing)
Ava?
(exhales)
(shrieks)
Robbie?
Robbie!
(door creaking)
No!
No!
(gunshot)
We forgot the bat.
I threw it in
with her.
Thank you.
Thank you for
looking out for me.
Blood is blood.
Blood is blood.
I would've split it
with you, cousin.
But I don't have to.
I mean, it was
just an accident.
What the hell?
Where's my money?
(gunshot)
All that cold hard cash,
what would be going
through your head?
I guess in Mitchell's case
it was a bullet.
But don't let
the gruesome death
or tawdry sex
distract you
from the moral
of the story.
Never get married.
Even if your mom
likes her.
Well, my friends,
I have to go take
a little breaky-poo
so I can go
sharpen my teeth,
that's code word
for use the bathroom.
So, please enjoy
this song
as I go see a man
about a horse,
but don't go anywhere,
'cause I'm only really
just getting started
right here
on Scarewaves.
(muffled music)
Just do the show, brother.
(flushes)
I'm ba-ack!
Did you miss me?
Of course you did,
because I'm your main man,
your guide into the dark,
the cult of personality
himself,
Amos Satan,
back to continue
this very special episode
of Scarewaves.
You know, you would think
that I've seen it all,
and that I've become
pretty desensitized
to all things
that go bump in the night,
but that isn't always
necessarily the case.
I actually spooked
myself a little bit
as I was walking
through the empty hallways
of the station
to make my way
to the little boys room.
A walk I've made
so many times
can feel so different
when there's just
something off.
Call it a feeling
in your guts, if you will,
and I will.
It seems to me that
people are the most on edge
when they're convinced
in the back of their minds
that someone or something
is coming for them.
Most of the time
this can be something
really simple like
a boss harping on you
over a deadline,
or a spouse demanding
that you make a decision
on whether or not
to trade in the Lexus.
But what if the thing
that was coming for you
wasn't something
you could avoid
just by hiding
in the bathroom
and listening to your iPod?
What if you were hiding
from yourself?
From the past?
Part of you?
Where could you go?
Where could you hide?
This is exactly
what the man
in my next story
had to figure out.
He too has a past
he's trying to hide from,
and a new job in a dark office
building, naturally.
Let's call this story
"Office Case."
Do you know why
you're here today,
Officer Easterly?
Yeah, it'd be kinda hard
not to know why.
The office
is very concerned
by this latest incident.
Now, my job here today
is simple:
I'm gonna lay out
the facts
as I have them
in the file,
then I'm gonna get
your story.
Do you have any questions
before we begin?
Yeah.
You have a cigarette?
I'm sorry,
there's no smoking
in this building,
Officer Easterly.
All those pesky
rules and regulations,
you know?
You have some kind
of problem with me, pal?
I'm just doing
my job, Easterly.
But then you know all about
that defense, don't you?
I was wondering
if you were gonna show up.
Had a flat tire.
I'm only three minutes late.
Have you had a tour
of the building yet?
Yeah, the HR girl
did one for me.
Great!
I've got places to be.
How often do you do
your walk-throughs?
I'm gonna have
to plead the fifth on that one.
So, what kind of issues
have they had around here?
Ah, your usual stuff.
Uh, kids who think
it's a thrill
very rare burglar,
and if you're lucky,
the occasional couple
who comes in
to get it on!
And your response
to that?
Focus adjust
on the security camera,
there's popcorn
in the vending machines.
Look, it's an easy gig.
You do your walk-throughs
as often
or as little as you like.
As long as nothing happens,
no one's gonna
check up on you.
So, why is it
so dark around here?
Ah, the building owners
are a couple
The lights automatically
turn off at 6pm every evening
except for the main hallway,
which doesn't turn off
till 11:
30unless someone's
working late.
We're working late.
I guess we're not someone.
What if there's
an emergency?
Well, maintenance
can turn the power on,
but they like having
that power,
and I think they enjoy
f***ing with us.
What kind of weapon
do you use on duty?
Why?
Are you gonna
shoot maintenance?
Are you planning a coup?
Jesus, you're uptight.
I need to show you
where the lawyers
on the third floor
keep their pot.
Look, I don't carry one,
but if it makes you
feel better, you can.
All right, tough guy.
Here's your flashlight.
Here are your keys.
Try not to shoot anyone.
What's that supposed to mean?
I watch the news, okay?
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