Sweet Virginia Page #2
People want answers, Marty.
- Am I interrupting?
- No, not at all.
Just on my way.
Once again, Bernie,
my condolences.
- Thanks.
- Sam.
- Yeah.
Christ, Bern, I..
Don't know what to say.
You don't have to say anything.
Yeah.
Your hair's gettin' long.
I need to cut it again.
Yeah.
You think I could
come by tonight?
I don't know, Bern.
You think that's a good idea?
Elwood?
Ever been to California?
- What?
- California.
My mom was from there.
El Cerrito or some sh*t.
Born in 1949.
You ever been there?
- No.
- No.
Think I wanna go there.
Why did you kill those men?
I did my job.
It was supposed to be
just Mitchel. That's all.
I sent miles a picture. From..
The one from last Christmas
with the beige sweater,
uh, cause I remember...
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
This isn't miles' deal anymore.
I did what had to be done.
I... I didn't ask
for this.
Those other men
didn't deserve...
Your husband wasn't
comin' out of the bar.
It is as simple as that.
I was told he was gonna
be out by midnight.
They think it was a robbery.
F***! You should
be celebratin'.
Tell me when
I'm gonna get my money.
You don't have
It's all,
it's all taken care of.
Okay. When?
- Didn't miles expl...
- When?
This week!
I'm gonna go see a..
Our la..
Mitchel's lawyer.
I'm owed 50.
You remember that.
There's plenty. Mitchel
was good with money.
Why did you want him dead?
Did he beat you up?
Something like that?
No.
No.
- He was always cheating on me.
- Oh.
Mitchel was a f***ing pig.
There you go.
I'll give you my number.
Call me if you need.
Maybe if all,
this all works out, I..
I'll take you to dinner.
Movie, somethin' like that.
What? No.
I'm just kiddin'.
I don't need to tell you
what's gonna happen
if I don't get the money
that I'm owed.
You understand?
- Yeah.
- Okay.
Okay.
Hmm.
I brought you a book.
No one saw me.
For what?
You just wanna put me
in a beauty contest
don't you? Huh?
It's a lost cause, Bern.
- No, you're not.
- Mm.
I love you.
You're out of your mind.
You're a good man.
Tom was a good man.
Right?
Yeah.
I don't know, Bern, it's just..
- I liked him, you know?
- Yeah.
Where do you think he is?
I don't know, Bernie.
Heaven.
No.
- I can feel him.
- Yeah.
He'll always be with you, Bern.
We hadn't made love
in five years.
I don't know.
You get weighed down
by convenience..
I guess.
You can't overlook
somethin' like that.
Hi.
How ya doin'?
Oh, sorry.
Uh, my name is Elwood.
Uh, 'Kay. Sam.
- Hi, Sam. Nice to meet ya.
- Yeah.
I'm stayin' in room 125.
in a few nights back.
I said that I'd be out
by this evening, but, uh..
There's been a slight
change of plan.
Yeah, no problem, lemme just
just check the book.
You said, uh..
- You said, uh, what, 1... 125?
- 1..
1-2-5.
Yep, that's the one.
I was hopin' I could
just hold on to it
for a couple more days.
Okay. Yeah.
Yeah, room's
all yours. It's..
Oh, great.
Just doing my job, is all.
- You a Nazi?
- Sorry?
Oh, the, uh..
Used to belong
to my grandfather.
He took it off a German soldier
there in the, in the war.
He use to tell us
that he used it too.
He never would've made it
home without it, he said.
Oh, what happened to the
man that it belonged to?
The German did, uh.. Did
your grandfather shoot him?
Uh, he said he didn't.
I guess he just,
uh, found the guy there.
You know, he... he was
slumped under a tree
and, uh, he was... he was
holdin' on
to a picture of
his... his sweetheart so..
How'd he die then?
I don't know.
Broken heart, I guess.
Better than a bullet.
Yeah, maybe, maybe not, right?
Look, I'm real glad we
got this worked out..
Holy f***!
- Holy f***in' sh*t!
- What?
I knew it.
I knew it as soon as I saw you outside.
That's you!
You're, you're the
young rodeo champ.
The bull rider, Russo.
Uh, well,
ro... uh, Rossi.
Rossi.
That's what it is.
Not... not... not so
young anymore, but, yes..
Oh, man, my daddy
would have a heart attack
if he could see you
right now, you know that?
- Is that right?
- Yeah.
He's a Virginia man
too, like yourself..
Okay, okay. Which part?
Uh, he raised me in lynchburg.
- Okay. Okay.
- Yeah.
Wow, he use to drive out
to all your shows.
- He used to go out of state too.
- Wow.
- Wyoming, Tennessee.
- Okay.
He used to save all
your newspaper clippings
with your pictures,
he... he worshipped
the ground that you walked on.
Okay.
- Wow.
- Yeah.
Hey, uh, you must get
recognized here. Right?
It must get on your
nerves all the time.
- People comin' up to you and everything.
- No.
I mean, up here people they
don't know about that.
If they did, they forgot. Doesn't
really bother me either way, so..
They're f***in' idiots.
Well, you know,
it's just, it's far away
from Virginia is all, so..
No, no.
- It's really not.
Alright.
Yep.
See you tomorrow, Sam.
Well, I'm glad we,
uh... Get to..
Holy sh*t.
Do me a favor,
say hello to the old man
for me, alright.
- What?
- I just..
Pass my regards
to your, to your father.
I can't do that.
He's dead, so..
- Sorry to hear that.
- Nah. I'll see ya.
Yeah.
Sorry about the wait. Uh, can
I get you somethin' to drink?
Hmm? No. No, thank you.
- So, miss McCabe...
- Lila, please.
Lila.
I don't really know if
it's my place to discuss
such a formidable matter, but..
Were you aware of your husband's
financial difficulties?
"Difficulties?"
His troubles?
As you're probably aware, I hadn't
seen Mitchel in a number of years
so this is relatively
new information
for both of us.
Anyway, I,
I ran some credit checks
and I called the
taxation department...
The taxation?
Wait, w..
I don't understand.
Your husband was bankrupt.
I'm sorry to be the one
to lay that on...
No, no, Mitchel
was an entrepreneur.
A businessman. He had
thousands of dollars.
How much did you
really know about
your husband's businesses?
Two former partners
were suing him.
He's had run-ins with the
IRS for several years.
What about the will?
The insurance?
He showed me papers, I..
Those policies don't exist.
I have bills.
I have expenses.
I'm sorry, but..
None of that carries any weight.
I... I... it's of no
consequence and now..
The bank owns your home.
But I..
I still need to make
a payment on the casket.
It was solid mahogany.
I can't give that back.
If..
If I had known about..
Any of this, then..
I would have Th...
thrown that monster out
with the trash.
Thanks.
Close the door behind you.
- Hey, hey.
- Sh*t.
Hey.
Been paintin' the town?
Somethin' like that, it's
a, uh, retirement party.
Oh. Hope it
wasn't your own.
How 'bout you? What are
you doin' up so late?
- Causing mischief?
- No, not at all. Just can't sleep.
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