The Employer Page #4

Carcharias must have been

really impressed with you.

Let's not forget that she

did her thesis on them.

When Carcharias called me for the interview

I thought it was too good to pass up.

Except they failed to mention what

the interview process would entail.

Yeah, I should have known. I mean, I

spent a whole year researching them.

And now here we are. Trying

to kill each other for a job.

No. We're not.

Well.

One of us is trying.

Look, I said I was sorry.

I lost control for a minute,

but I apologized.

What more do you want?

Just stay away from me.

Not a problem.

Who's got the phone?

Who you gonna call?

None of your business.

Hey, mom? Yeah.

No, I'm not home yet.

Yeah. I've got my third

interview later today.

Guys, I didn't want to say

anything in front of him...

but I'm really not comfortable

with the situation the way it is.

None of us are.

Yeah, but I'm the one

he hates.

I'll call you and let you

know how it goes.

So what can we do?

Give me back my belt.

Why?

So I can defend myself.

If he comes after me again.

We put the belts in there

to protect all of us.

From him.

No, from any of us.

All right, Mom.

You guys don't trust

me? Thank you for everything.

We made a deal, Keith.

No belts. I'm sorry.

Fine.

What are you going

to do with that?

Nothing.

But if he comes after me again,

I'm going to try to defend myself.

Yes, I am.

Just let him keep it.

It's just a tie.

Fine. Keep it.

Thank you.

Hey. I love you.

Okay. Bye.

So I'm gonna go over there and

try to make friends with him.

What?

I figure that's our best shot at

piece around here. Don't you think?

You know buddy, we really couldn't help

but overhear that blubbery display...

on the phone just now.

I mean, that's gotta be

kind of embarrassing, huh?

Just stop it.

Did I say something wrong?

There's nothing you can do that's gonna

make me hate you any more than I already do.

But I'm not going

to fall for it again.

Fall for what? Huh?

You want me to smash your face in, so

the others will think I'm a loose cannon.

But you're not gonna do that.

That's right.

You're not gonna do

anything, huh?

You're just gonna stand

there and take it?

Like a little b*tch.

Stop it. You can't keep stopping them. If

they're gonna fight, they're gonna fight.

Here's a question for you.

What is the one thing in this

world that really aggravates you?

People irritate me.

People?

Stupid people especially.

I don't have time for stupidity.

You know, that's the kind of attitude

we're looking for here at Carcharias.

He's gonna kill him!

Let him!

Keith was right,

Mike's a threat.

We're better off without him.

What do you think?

I don't know, I don't know. He

said it himself, he loses control.

I'd feel safer

without him here.

Then what are we gonna do when

we have to talk to the cops...

after we finally get out

of here, huh?

We'll tell them that it was

self-defense. Which is true.

We all saw Mike

try to kill Keith.

How do you like it now,

big guy?

Is he dead?

Yeah.

Oh, my God.

He attacked me again.

You guys saw that.

Billie, give me that tie.

He probably would have died

anyway with that bleeding head.

If he hadn't killed us

all first. Right?

Oh, God.

Hello?

Now listen carefully.

I'm only going to say this

once:
Five nine two seven three.

Was that him?

Was it a number?

Yeah.

What are you waiting for?

Let's try it.

I don't know if we should. I mean, if

it works, do we really want to know?

What's the number?

Five nine two seven three.

That answers one question.

Well, maybe it'll be

easier to force it now.

All right, here's the

scenario...

you're walking down

the street past a church.

You see a burlap bag

on the sidewalk.

It piques your curiosity.

You go over, take a look inside.

It's stuffed with hundred dollar bills.

I mean, literally hundreds of them.

What do you do?

Well, I I pick up the bag.

But I don't walk away.

I stand there for a couple

of minutes.

Maybe pretend to make

a phone call.

Why?

In case it's a trick.

If someone comes forward and

accuses me of stealing...

I can always say I was just

about to take it inside.

But then what?

I, uh trade it all in for

cashier's checks.

You know, in case they're

marked.

Then about a week later, I make a donation

to that church for half the amount.

Hmm. So you'd feel guilty if you

took it all, but not half.

Right.

But what if I told you that you

definitely knew it belonged to the church?

I mean, say there was a news

report saying that they'd lost it.

I'd still only return half.

Why not all of it?

It's their fault for leaving it

there in the first place. Isn't it?

So it's the church's fault,

huh?

Well, but I might mention

it in my next confession.

I like that.

All right, last question...

If hired, is there anything that you

wouldn't be willing to do for this company?

No. I mean, as long

as it's legal.

What if it wasn't?

What are you saying?

Are you serious?

I'm deadly serious.

What if I asked you to do

something that was illegal?

Then I'd be afraid

of getting caught.

Say I could guarantee you absolutely

that you would never get caught.

Well, then in that case, I'd be

pretty much up for anything.

No moral objections, huh?

That would be

between me and God.

And if I was working here,

I'd leave Him out of it.

Really? I'm going

to write that down.

So what do we do now?

Why don't you start banging your head against

the door until one or the other opens up?

You're a barrel full of monkeys,

aren't you, huh?

We could take them down.

What do you mean?

Carcharias.

The police may not be able to

find us here...

but we could at least let them

know what's going on.

It's against the rules.

So what? The worst they can

do is kill us, right?

Is that all?

It wouldn't matter anyway.

Carcharias can get away with anything.

They are too good at what

they do. What do you think?

It's not worth the risk. We should just use

the phone to call our friends, like you said.

How was the pie? It was pretty good.

For a dish that's made out of shepherds.

Do you want anything else?

Just the check.

No worries.

It's on the house.

I can't let you do that.

Sure you can.

I'm allowed to comp a friend's

meal once in a while.

Thank you, but I insist.

Come on. I know you've

had it rough lately.

Let me do this for you.

I appreciate it, so nice.

But really it's not necessary.

I got a new job.

You did? Okay, not

really. But it's close.

I've got a final interview tomorrow, and

I guess it's down to just a couple of us.

I feel really good about it.

Well, that's great.

Who's number is that?

It's Maggie.

She's a waitress at this place that

I go to. She wanted me to call her.

And you're not going to?

I don't think now's the time.

A little shy with the ladies,

huh, James?

I want my shoes back.

Why?

Mike's dead, threat's over.

I think that they

should stay up there.

My feet are cold.

Use Mike's.

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