Solitary Man Page #5
Honey.
of that stuff, you know.
Guys like Gary are
right about everything.
Thats why hes got clients
bringing him 450 an hour
and partners fast tracking
him and all that crap.
I mean, I, I never said your
It s, just he, uh,
doesnt take any risks.
I gotta hand it to him though.
You know, he had the balls
to come at me, you know,
and go toe-to-toe with me.
That took balls.
But he didnt... stay there.
You didnt used to talk like this.
Well, you know, I
used to shield you.
Now I dont bother
shielding anybody anymore.
Theres no point to it.
I learned that when I was in jail.
You werent in jail.
You paid a fine and settled.
I know. Well, I was
in jail for a night.
And before I made the deal I
used to think about it, a lot.
We can have this
conversation another time.
But you came over this
late for a reason.
Yeah, its about my, uh, rent.
Uh, you know how close I am
to getting the dealership
and rolling up.
Um... Gary handles the checkbook.
I mean, I handle it,
but he goes over it.
Its his money.
The money he earns
by not taking risks.
Um... here.
Mom gave this as a gift.
Half her commission
on a classic six.
I was gonna cash it tomorrow.
It should cover two months or so.
Thats all I can do.
It wont be long.
Ben, this is
Pete Hartofilias. BMW.
Uh, no easy way to say this.
You didnt get the dealership.
Someone, uh, moved the board
to vote seven to zero against you.
Seven to zero.
So, thats that.
So the gals three down from the
one who looks like an Eskimo.
Tan bag.
Im gonna say, uh,
divorced three years.
Kids are with the
dad tonight and, uh,
shes looking to
play for all its worth.
FBI should hire
you out as a profiler.
If they were smart they, they would
but its not that difficult.
Look, shes got no wedding ring on.
her phone to the bartender.
By his reaction,
they gotta be of her kids.
This is why I was
so good on the lot.
I know exactly what kind
of car to put her in.
And I know what shes looking for.
I imagine you do.
Listen, Ben, Ive always
enjoyed our dinners, but
I cant let you out of here
without turning the conversation
into a different direction.
We will.
We will.
Uh, the lady at
the bar with the tan bag,
can you get two of
whatever shes drinking
and, uh, tell her Ill
be over there in just a second.
Yes, Mr. Kalmen.
Youve been a private
banking client for...
one sec, let me just see this.
Sorry.
Okay.
So I can concentrate now.
The reason institutions like ours
have private banking
clients in the first place
is so that our highest net worth
individuals dont have to deal
with financial minutia.
Youre kicking me out of the bank.
After all these years.
Must have been why you didnt
eat your lobster cobb.
I wanted to tell you in person.
Well, Im gonna try
to say this nicely.
F*** you, Steve.
I dont expect your sympathy.
But I have earned your faith.
Ive been successful in business
since I was twenty two years old.
You had my belief.
Thats why when New Yorks
honest car dealer decided
to engage in a scam
rip off the manufacturer
and got caught, we continued
to keep you and your family
in the bank. Continued
I call bullshit.
Im sorry, you call what?
Thats what they say. Bullshit!
defend your clients when theyre
when in fact youre just
waiting to write off the debits.
Were not the ones who changed.
You used to stay up til three
Oclock in the morning
reviewing business
plans and sales reports.
Now you cant even get through
a meal without jumping up and.
I was yanking you, okay?
I know the lady.
Shes the mother of one of
Scottys friends in school.
Carol Salomonde.
take a roll with her.
I wanted to say hi.
You were yanking me?
Steve, come on.
Just give me a year
to get this together.
We have to do this.
Were finished.
Jason.
Yes, Mr. Kalmen.
Can I get a check, please?
About your house account.
All right.
Hell pay for it. Its
the least he can f***ing do.
Baby aspirin, huh?
Uh-huh.
Did you have an incident or
are you, uh, just cautious?
Do I seem the cautious type to you?
Not the first word Id use, no.
Yeah, no, I dont
really know for sure.
Some doctor said he saw
something on an EKG,
he wanted me to get some tests.
What did he see?
I never went there.
God, I couldnt live like that.
If you were my husband.
No, thank God for
all of us involved.
I mean, what do I
wanna know for anyway?
I just wanted to do the things
I wanted to do and only
do until it happens.
Whatever, you know, it is.
You seem to have infected
me with a little bit
of that spirit.
Oh, sh*t.
How did I even end up
here with the grandfather
of my sons friend?
Because youre in your
late thirties, Carol.
And if you were in your late twenties
with a dissatisfied father
of one of your sons friends.
Who even talks like that?
Everybody. They just say
that sh*t to themselves.
I let it fly.
And you think thats a good thing.
I think that conversation
is not our long suit.
So maybe you ought
to get dressed.
Fine by me.
And I know, for sure, that
with Susan, right?
Believe me, that is
the last thing I want.
Can you do me a favor?
Can you just check on
the time on the clock?
The clock?
Yeah, its in the,
uh, in the drawer.
I threw it there last night so
Isnt that the idea?
I was drunk, you know,
what do you want?
Its early.
Well, thats good.
Yeah, I dont have to
get the kids til two.
Its eleven?
Thirty.
Oh, sh*t.
Oh, great.
Hey.
Happy birthday, Scotty.
You missed the
party, Captain Ben.
I know, buddy.
I, you know, I had a
business meeting came up.
But, hey, Im here now, huh?
Yeah. But the partys over.
You didnt get to
sing happy birthday.
You didnt get any cake.
Capital work there, Ben.
Every time I lower
the bar of expectation,
Thanks, Gare.
You know what?
Well have an after party party.
Itll even be better than
your birthday party. I promise.
We will?
Definitely.
You going back to the apartment?
Come on, Scotty..
Lets go, Susan.
Can he come over?
Please, mom?
No, theres no room
in the cab, sweetie.
Suse, just put the
presents in the trunk.
I can ride there.
If you wanna come,
get yourself there.
And you better have a cake
and presents with you.
Yes, all right.
Good job.
Oh, were gonna save
that for after dinner.
But its my cake.
You already had cake.
Oh, come on.
Its his birthday.
Let him have a bite.
At least let me see it, right?
Okay.
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