Sleuth Page #7
Something very special.
We seal it with a handshake.
And she's nowhere.
We cut her out, you understand?
We cut her out of our lives.
Don't let her dominate you.
Be yourself.
- Be independent. Be free.
- Like you?
That's right. Be free like me.
I've always been attracted...
...to rich and powerful men.
Rich and powerful men
make all the girls quiver...
...like a jelly on a plate.
But you're not a girl.
Tickles the old cobblers, money.
- Girls don't have cobblers.
- You'd be surprised.
But you're not a girl.
I may be once.
Back in the good old days.
Maybe the good old days
are coming back.
Who knows?
Look...
I'd really like to see your bed.
I mean, let me be quite clear.
This looks a very nice bed indeed.
But yours is bigger.
- Can I take another look?
- Sure.
Is this how you do it?
Miraculous.
I could really get to like this.
Of course,
this is the marriage bed, isn't it?
Is this where she took
your virginity?
Is this where your wife
deflowered you?
Is this where you were deflowered?
It's a lovely bed.
So bouncy.
I'm so touched that you've
offered me a place in your heart.
In your life.
I'm touched.
Take your hand off me.
Take your hand off me.
F*** off. F*** off, you big poof!
Jesus. I come here
as an innocent bystander.
As a totally respectable individual.
A humble part-time hairdresser.
And you try to corrupt me.
You try to seduce me.
Do you know what you are?
You're a menace.
Also, you're a c*nt.
Well, now you really are charming.
- Know who's gonna love this story?
- What story?
- This one. This one.
- Who?
- Maggie.
- Really?
By the way, she asked me
to tell you something.
- What?
- That she's coming back to you.
- She's on her way.
- She's coming back to me?
- That's what she told me.
- I don't want her.
Well, you've got her. She's all yours.
You're welcome to her.
She loves your money, baby.
That's the nub of it.
I don't want her.
- What are you doing with that coat?
- I'm taking it.
Tell Maggie I'll be in touch.
I want to have a drink with her.
Bring her up to date.
How do you like me in this coat?
Do you fancy me?
Goodbye, darling.
Wait a minute.
Yes? What?
Goodbye, darling.
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