Small Time Crooks Page #11

- Still want you? I'm...

Frenchy, you gotta ask a question

like that? I'm crazy about you.

I'm crazy about you too.

You're a goddess to me.

I'm nuts for you.

You got...

Of course I want you.

But we're broke, you know.

We haven't got a dime.

We don't even own a stick

of this furniture we're sittin' on.

Can I show you something? Will you

sit here? May I show you one thing?

- Can I show you... Just let me show you

something. - Okay.

I think you're gonna be

very, very proud of me.

What?

- That's Chi Chi Potter's.

- Was. Was Chi Chi... Was.

Keyword. Was. I'm tellin' you,

I never felt so great.

I was back in action again.

I felt alive, you know.

'Cause I always felt that you were

keeping me with this whole cookie thing.

- Hey, this is glass. - What are you talking

about, glass? How's it glass?

- It's fake. - What do you mean,

fake? How the hell would you know?

I can tell fake from real.

This ain't even good fake.

What are you talking about?

What do you mean, it's fake?

You know, it might fool some idiot

with no eye or no brains...

...but it'd never pass

with a normal person.

What are you... You're telling me

that I got the phony one?

- I came away with the wrong thing?

- That sounds like your M.O.

- You're nuts! I was in the room.

- Yeah.

And I was gonna substitute

the glass one for the real one.

Then everything got confusing.

It's good to see you got

the same great instincts.

- You're so wrong.

- It really is.

- You take all those lessons, you think

you got taste. - Wait a minute.

I'm gonna show you something.

You think you learn class and taste,

but you know nothing about jewelry.

We take this and fence it.

We go to Florida. It's the goods.

That ain't gonna get us on the subway,

much less to Florida.

What? You know,

you're such a know-everything.

You don't have to be a rocket scientist

to spot a clinker like this.

Who ever made it for you,

you overpaid.

What can I do if you're wrong?

What can I do?

Can I take your nose and twist it

till you turn blue?

Sure.

Gee, you broke it.

It's glass, Ray.

I know, but it's...

Well, Frenchy,

I'm not cleaning it up.

You broke it.

You got glass over everything.

It's dangerous.

You... Jesus, I'm...

I don't know what you see in me.

I'm such a screwup.

It's glass! Don't you understand?

I got the glass one.

All that matters

is that we have each other.

We didn't there for a while and it

made me realize how much I need you.

- Yeah, but you're married to such a

loser, Frenchy. - No.

- It's glass!

- I'm the luckiest woman in the world.

And the brokest. I'm topped out.

We got nothing.

As usual, I come up empty.

We could pawn this.

What is this?

What is this thing?

Who? Who-Who?

I don't understand.

Who's the Duke of Windsor?

Actually, we could probably

auction it.

- Where'd you get this? It looks...

- From David.

- David gave you this?

- Well, he doesn't know it yet.

I don't get it.

What do you mean?

Hey, it was you who taught me

how to open a safe.

I... That was one of my fondest

memories of our time together.

What are you saying?

You boosted this from David's safe?

That...

Frenchy, that's stealing.

Not exactly.

Look, it's a long story, Ray.

Let's sell it, and I'll fill you in

on the flight to Miami.

- Sweet heart, you are the greatest.

- Yeah.

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