The Big Bounce Page #6

Stand there.

-Come on.

-Whoa.

-You "whoa"!

-All right.

-Get down.

-Look, Harris.

Being stupid doesn't mean you want to die.

My name is..

-Shut up!

-Don't do that, Harris.

You've caused enough bollocks.

You want to piss with me?

I don't understand what you're saying.

Want to piss with you?

-Walter, don't. It might go off.

-All right.

I tried to warn him.

So, anyway, this skeleton walks

into a bar.

Skeleton goes to the bartender and says,

"Give me a pitcher of beer...

...and a mop."

We're gonna play $1 00 cutthroat.

Do you know how to play that?

This is..

Now I've got five, for chrissake.

-lt gets less each time you shuffle.

-You're supposed to take seven out.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven.

Shouldn't quit on five.

-That's a sign of weakness.

-What have you guys..? Got eight?

No, I have seven.

So, anyway, Jack steps up.

-"Cheap Shot" Jack.

-My specialty.

He gives him a straight left

to that broke jaw.

Man, that guy dropped like a brick!

That is the best late excuse

you've ever come up with.

I'm telling you the truth.

Am I lying, Jack?

Sorry I'm late.

You kept me waiting.

I'm sure we can work out

a proper punishment.

The thing is, Nancy, I can't stay.

-What do you mean?

-I mean I can't go through with this...

...assignation.

What's going on, Junior?

-Ariana's in the car.

-Your wife?

-What is your wife doing in the car?

-Don't get mad, Nancy.

I'm not mad. I'm just confused.

-Talk.

-She knows about us.

-Knows what?

-I told her.

There's nothing to tell.

The other day, she said

that I smelled different.

-"I've been to a strip club, Ariana."

-I gotta get out of here.

You can't just leave me here...

...Iike this.

Ariana?

It's our own private honk.

I'm sorry. I've said everything

I came to say.

Maybe we should invite your wife

in here to join us.

You know, just the three of us.

You know.

That's a really bad idea.

You had a rough start,

and you're trying to find your..

You don't know anything

about who I am, Bob.

Okay.

Look, I'm just a whim to you,

a way of getting back at Ray.

Hell, I'm guilty of those same whims.

I mean, you are a knockout,

in a slutty kind of way.

There's got to be a loaded gun

around here someplace.

-All right, let's cut the crap. Who's first?

-Me. Five.

You might have set something up.

-Give me 1 5.

-Good play.

-Wait a minute. I got a four.

-Goddamn it.

-You can't do that.

-How much is that?

-You'd think I'd never played this game.

-Fours, deuces or fives.

-Searching for a pulse, Walter?

-Did I set my pipe down somewhere?

Is this another one of your strategic

diversionary tactics?

-No, I know I grabbed it. I picked it up.

-I'll get it.

-You don't have to do that.

-I'll get it.

I don't want you to have any excuses

when you lose this game.

He's interrupting the flow.

No, you're interrupting. Let's play.

He reminds me of you, Joe.

-Thanks, Jack.

-I love you, Joe.

Somebody play. I'm getting old.

That kid's a sweetheart.

Umbrella drinks on me, mahalo.

Now he gets interesting.

Bang!

Oh, sh*t.

Oh, God.

Don't bounce too high.

Praise the Lord, Jackie. You're still alive.

I couldn't do it. I raced back to warn you.

To warn me?

You set me up.

I swear, I couldn't let them kill you.

And look, you have the $200,000

in your hand.

You weren't lying about that.

God, wouldn't it be great

if you were telling the truth?

I wonder what that would look like.

It looks like this.

So who did she shoot?

I was going for the back door,

but my friend beat me to it.

He took a bullet for me.

Bless his heart.

-Sh*t!

-What?

-What? I shot Jack.

-No.

-Who did I shoot?

-I don't know.

Some random.

Well, there goes that plan.

How did he get in here?

How did he know where the key was?

-I think I forgot to lock the door.

-You were drinking?

I had a couple of toddies.

-Am I dead, and no one told me?

-No, no.

Oh, honey.

What about that night we had?

-What about it?

-You know...

...that there was a real connection there.

You know it.

Yeah, I know. But there are a couple

of bodies downstairs...

...and your brilliant partners

are figuring out a way to pin it on you.

If you're smart,

Which you haven't been so far...

...you'll get off this island real quick.

You better swim for it.

I'm sorry you don't believe me.

You'll never get over me.

Yeah. So long.

He's not breathing.

Can't get a pulse.

Sometimes they put a mirror

under their nose.

-How much did you dose him?

-I emptied the bottle.

You could put down a troop train

with a whole bottle, Al.

Honey, the plan was to kill Jack.

Right? With his record, a perfect patsy.

Then kill an unconscious Ray

with a baseball bat.

Then it looks like Jack broke in,

killed Ray...

...you shot Jack in self-defense.

Don't you remember? We went over it.

-Right. To cover up the robbery.

-No, no, no. Honey, no.

To kill Ray and hush money Nancy.

Now two bodies to dispose of.

-And neither one of them is Jack.

-And that's a big deal.

Yeah. Jack can nail us.

Jesus, lady!

You shot me!

One body just disposed of itself.

I'll be damned.

Oh, Walter, I don't want to be executed.

No need to worry about that, sugar.

Hawaii doesn't have the death penalty.

-Oh, thank God.

-Yeah.

Well, at least Ray is dead.

-Should I whack him with the bat anyway?

-No, no, no. No.

No, We need a new plan.

New patsy.

Ray.

He shot...

...some guy...

-...and then killed himself.

-With a bat?

Or the other way around.

Don't think, babe.

Bad for the team.

How about Nancy?

Genius.

I hate her.

Okay.

I came to warn you, Jack.

That's Jack?

And there it was. Son of a b*tch.

Walter's words running through

my head like a loop.

"Sometimes things

are exactly as they appear. "

It's catchy.

Like an epitaph.

-Hey.

-Hey.

Not much of a good hitching spot.

No, not much.

Maybe it' s that disguise.

You like it?

-Where are you going?

-I'm escaping.

I'd like to know which one of you geniuses

came up with this plan.

It just sort of happened after I caught

Walter and Alison going at it on the boat.

Walter and Alison were going at it?

-Good Lord.

-So anyway...

...blackmail came immediately to mind.

But Walter figured a way for us

to get what we wanted.

I'll have to be sober if I ever try

to tell this story.

Oh, Jack, come on.

You were scamming me.

Breaking into Ray's,

getting close to me to get next to him.

I mean, what were you after, anyway?

I know it wasn't just about me.

Was it?

No. Come on.

Those paintings on the wall were..

Could fetch a pretty penny

in the right circles.

Jack, we don't know anybody

in the right circles.

-I know plenty of people in plenty of circles.

-Why stop if you still don't believe me?

I said to myself, "Maybe...

...she's telling the truth.

Maybe she did come back to warn me.

Part of me thinks she's trying to have me

picked off like a shooting gallery duck."

Would I leave you the combination

if I was trying to get you killed?

-Would I do that?

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