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to do business with you?

Right.

Why are you so moody? You don't

even want to hear what I have to say?

Sure, Cass. Why not?

Entertain me.

I need you to do a favor for me.

And if you can pull it off,

in return, I'll give you

a shitload of this.

- Crystal?

- Yeah.

You can cut it,

sell it, snort it,

stick it up your ass...

I don't care.

There's a lot more

where that came from.

- How much more?

- A lot.

Cut, about 90k worth.

- Hey, sis, what's up?

- The girl from Cleveland's here.

Did you want to check her out?

Yeah, tell her

I'll be there in a sec, okay?

And where are you

gonna get that much dirt?

That's not important.

What's important is whether or not

you can do what I need you to do.

Okay. What do you

need me to do?

Do you remember

my ex-boyfriend Jack?

Oh, so he's ex now?

Yes, I do remember him.

He stole some money

from a friend of mine

and I need you

to get it back for me.

A friend, huh?

Well, if it's a friend, why don't you

just get it back yourself?

Because I don't know

where he's keeping it

and that's where you come in.

I'm going to convince him

to bring it to you.

How are you gonna do that?

Jack wants to open up

a body shop.

So all you have to do

is pretend

that you have a cousin

who's going to sell one.

And then what?

And then when he comes

with the cash,

you...

are going to take a gun...

and you're

gonna take it back.

See? Easy.

You think you can handle that?

Yeah. Yeah, I can handle it.

But don't you think

that Jack...

is gonna be

a little pissed off?

So what if he is?

He can't do

anything about it.

It wasn't his money

to begin with.

Okay.

If you f*** me on this,

you will regret it.

Okay, we're done.

Jack.

Hey, sweetie,

what are you doing here?

I just... I was so excited,

I couldn't wait.

- I've got terrific news.

- What?

- What?

- I was telling Howie

how we want

to open up a body shop.

- Yeah.

- Turns out, his cousin

has one that he's

trying to unload, fully equipped.

Are you kidding me?

How much?

$120,000 but he thinks he can get him

to come down in price for me.

Cassie, that is awesome.

- When can I see?

- Well, that's the thing.

He won't show us

the actual place

until we can show him

that we have the cash

to make the deal.

Okay. That figures.

So I was thinking, since I'm going

into work anyways tonight,

maybe I could take the money

and show Howie

and you know, get the ball

rolling a little quicker.

Nice try, princess.

Tell you what. I'll bring the money

in to Howie myself.

Okay? When I'm done here,

I will go down.

Okay.

See you tonight.

Yeah.

Yeah.

So you're ready to make that leap

and own your place, huh?

More than ready, man.

That's great.

You bring the cash?

All the proof your cousin needs

is right here.

Let's see it.

- What do you think?

- L... I don't understand.

Okay.

That is me right there, $90,000.

And if you look real close

you can tell that that's today's paper.

It's proof that I have cash.

Tell your cousin

that Cass and I are serious

about buying

the shop off him.

When he's ready to make a deal,

you just let me know.

Cool?

Oh, hey, have you...

have you seen Cass?

Um...

l... I think she, uh...

I think she might have gotten

a bite to eat with one of the girls.

All right.

When you do see her,

will you let her know

that I'm out shopping

for one of them doctor's coats.

Don't worry.

She'll know what I mean.

That's yours.

You can keep that.

Thank you.

F***!

Well, I guess he's

a little smarter than you thought.

It's his dad's cabin.

I recognize the room.

Okay, that's where he's keeping it.

Whoa whoa whoa.

- Where do you think you're going?

- To get my money. Where do you think?

Cassie, I still get my share.

I did my part.

- Sure. You'll get it.

- Don't f***ing do that, Cassie!

I am not gonna

forget about this.

I'm sorry I was

such a b*tch earlier.

What about Garrett?

Huh? Is somebody gonna come

after us because of that car?

And what is this money

that Jack is talking about?

Somebody is gonna

want that back, Cassie.

No. No.

I'm not gonna

let anyone hurt you.

You just have to trust me.

Can you do that?

Yeah.

I've got to take care

of all this sh*t right now.

Can I borrow your car?

And don't even ask

where I'm going

'cause the less you know,

the better.

Okay?

If you leave before I come back,

just take a cab

and I'll pay for it, okay?

Cassie.

Be careful, okay?

I'll be fine.

You're back.

What, you need another address?

- I'm looking for Cassie.

- She isn't here.

- How about Jade?

- She's over there.

The one with the bangs.

Thank you.

- - Howie.

- - Huh?

What the hell were you and Cassie

talking about earlier?

Oh, we were just talking

about some business stuff. Why?

'Cause he was

asking about her.

- Oh, sh*t.

- What did she drag you into?

Oh, f***.

Howie?

Sh*t!

Cassie! Cass!

Oh, God.

Get off me!

I love when you

pull this sh*t.

Hmm?

- What?!

- Get the f*** off me.

No can do, firecracker.

This is why you and me

work so good together, baby!

Man, I missed you.

What's your real name, Jade?

Jade.

Sure, it is.

Why do guys always

want to know our real names?

I mean, as far as I'm concerned,

it ruins the fantasy.

And what is your fantasy, Jade?

Why don't you buy a dance

and I'll whisper it in your ear?

The problem is that

when people get

swept up by a fantasy,

sometimes they make

bad decisions.

And sooner or later,

the fantasy ends

and they have to come back

to the real world.

They have to pay

for their mistakes.

It's very sad

that you feel that way

because I've seen

fantasies come true.

Even the really really

naughty ones.

Would you like me

to give you a dance?

- You didn't miss me?

- Not for a single second.

Why? Huh?

Just 'cause I didn't ask you

what you wanted to do with the money?

Besides stealing it

away from me.

I can guess.

You've been talking

about going to Paris since we met.

Not just since you met me,

my whole life.

What is it, huh,

you and France?

Well, my dad visited there once.

- Uh-huh.

- His mother was born there.

- Uh-huh.

- There was an old photo of them

standing in front

of the Palace at Versailles.

But I don't know where it went.

I went through

all my mother's things

after she died,

but it was gone.

Wait, Cass.

Okay, let's do it.

Go to Paris.

- What?

- You and me, f*** the body shop.

We'll move to France.

You... you mean the two of us?

Yeah.

I know a thing or two

about how the French kiss, at least.

Frustrated, sweetie?

Some men are a**holes.

That guy that

walked out on you?

- You saw that?

- You know, he's a weirdo.

Came in here last night

asking about Harmony.

He wanted to know

where she lives.

Tonight he was asking

about you and Cassie.

He ain't sending me

good vibes.

No kidding? Like...

have you ever looked

into someone's eyes

and just... it's just like

this deep cold blackness?

Just like no soul?

- That's what his were like.

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