The Layover Page #7
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- 2017
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Okay, well, sh*t.
Nothing we can do tonight.
Uh, we'll take two rooms.
Uh, three rooms, actually.
I'd like my own room.
[CLERK] Three rooms.
Okay, even if we cab it
to the airport...
we could be on the road
by maybe 9:
30-10:00.There you go.
This one's out the door,
up the stairs, to the right.
There's a restaurant out back
towards the interstate.
You can walk it.
All right.
It's... open 'til 10:00.
I'm wanna get this guy in bed.
I'll uh, park the car later on.
You know, for food poisoning,
this ain't bad.
Goodnight.
See ya.
Yeah.
He's yours, okay? He's yours.
I don't want him.
I just didn't want you
to have him.
(COUNTRY MUSIC PLAYING)
Oh, hey.
Don't be so excited.
Where's Ryan?
On the phone, wedding stuff,
thought I'd give him some space.
You okay?
Yeah. Yeah.
Just got quite the buzz
going on.
Thought some alcohol would add
nicely to it.
Hey, can I get a shot of Turkey?
Thanks.
I'm gonna go play some pool.
You can sit next to me.
You sure? I don't wanna
give you cooties.
Look at that handsome guy
with that hag.
Two smiles in one night.
I'm on my game.
Finally getting your ice.
I hate ice, it hurts my teeth.
Oh.
Where's uh...
She's at the bar.
She's probably waiting for you.
Goodnight.
Wait.
What're you doing?
You two were always together.
I'm gonna kiss your mouth now.
Okay.
(MUSIC PLAYING)
Wow.
Oh, I know. It's crooked.
Was it, like, in an accident
or something?
No, no, just kinda born
that way.
I've been told that it enhances
the experience.
Right.
Just another morning
Yeah whatever morning
Then without a warning
All right, here we go!
Here we go!
Oh, it's good, isn't it?
Mary, mother of God!
You okay?
Yeah, just gonna do one thing.
Oh, sh*t. That's okay.
Here, let me just try...
Oh yeah, that's better!
This could be my lucky
This could be my lucky
You okay?
You know, we don't have
to do this.
Yes.
We.
Do.
Day ay ay ay ay
This could be my lucky
This could be my lucky
Oh! Here we go!
Day ay ay ay ay
Day ay ay ay ay
Yes!
Long story short, that is how
I became a jeweler.
Screw you, Dad. Right?
Okay.
I give up.
What?
You know, I carry all kinds
of gemstones in my store.
Hundreds.
Precious, semi-precious,
uncut, faceted.
Every time a woman walks
into my store...
all she wants is one thing...
diamonds.
Don't get me wrong,
I love diamonds...
but there are so many other
stones out there...
with such amazing qualities.
Imperial jade, the texture
of a jacinth stone...
the way, if you add just
the smallest amount of iron...
to amethyst, it produces
you've ever seen.
I'm the imperial jade, in case
that wasn't clear.
- No, I got it.
- All right, too much bourbon.
Gotta go. 'Night.
Mm.
Spear of butter, a little bit
of cinnamon...
on a King's Hawaiian
- Hi.
- Hey.
Mind if I join you?
Shut up.
This raisin bran is amazing,
by the way. You should get some.
What's with you?
Nothing.
We have to stop. This is insane.
You're the most important person
in my life.
You know that, right?
for some doofus.
I mean, geez, right?
He's cute and everything, but
there's not much more there...
than killer abs and a bent
dick.
Look into young Ryan's eyes...
there's anyone home.
There you guys are.
I was knocking on your doors.
- Not now, Craig.
- Ryan's gone.
- What?
- Yeah, he stole my car.
Are you serious?
- What is the matter with you?
- What's the matter with you?!
You told me that
I could have him!
That is what you said to me
and then you went and you...
- slept with him anyway?!
- No, I...
How do you know he has
a bent dick?!
- What?!
- You slept with Ryan.
You are unbelievable, Meg.
I am done with you!
I am so done...
Wait a second, we are
not done...
and how do you know
he has a bent dick?
Because I spent the night
with him, Einstein!
Whoa, whoa!
That was a kill shot!
What?
I take Krav Maga at the Y!
That was a straight up
kill shot!
You took a f***ing kill shot
at me?!
What the hell is wrong with you?
I didn't mean to take a kill
shot, are you okay?
No, I'm not okay!
I hate you!
Okay, maybe we should...
I hate you!
Will you grow up?!
Me grow up?
I paid for this trip!
- Ouch! Stop!
- I paid for everything!
You didn't pay for this
breakfast!
It's a continental! It's free!
Oh god, just once I wish you
would say "I am so sorry."
"I am dead broke again, would
you please pay for my fro-yo?"
For you, it's just a bunch
of heaped-on toppings!
I knew that that's been bugging
your ass forever!
Why do you even bother
with the yogurt?
Why don't you just go
to a f***ing candy store?
afraid of?
You think you are so strong.
You quit everything that you try
or you do something stupid...
to make sure that you fail.
You are the coward!
I'm a coward? That's rich.
Had enough?
Oh, sh*t.
(GUN C*CKS)
Freeze, lesbians.
(POLICE RADIO CHATTER)
Okay, I've gotten statements...
from the witnesses
and the motel owner.
From what I gather,
the altercation appears...
to be over a man that you've
both been intimate with?
- Not at the same time.
- I was first.
Okay, the fella who stole your
car. What was his name?
He didn't steal my car,
he left a note.
I overreacted when I said that.
He didn't steal my car.
Okay.
What was his name?
Uh, Ryan... Ryan...
Ryan, um...
You had sexual relations
with this man...
and you don't even know
his name?
I didn't have... relations...
The desk clerk said you came in
last night with the damaged car.
Officer, I have no memory of it.
I'm still gonna need the other
fella's name.
Oh, he accepted my Google Plus
request.
I'll show you a picture
of this guy.
I'll show you his name,
his likes, his dislikes...
That would have been helpful.
Oh.
Well, he's definitely going
to a wedding.
His own.
- He's getting married?
- Oh my god!
You two are having a bad day.
- Officer!
- Sit down!
There is a woman out there who's
about to give her life over...
to a liar and a cheat and we
have the opportunity...
to stop him and to save
her, so please...
I appeal to you,
not as a police officer...
but as a woman, please.
And we'll pay for all
the damage.
Everything.
Please?
You called for a cab?
We're going to the Fort.
[DRIVER] Where?
Fort Lauderdale.
Seriously? That's gonna
cost you.
Well, we're just gonna
put it on my credit card.
No, I'll find my way home.
Are you sure?
You don't wanna see
how this thing ends?
No, I really don't.
Come on! Let's go ruin
a wedding!
(MUSIC PLAYING)
I don't run for nobody
Yeah I like it that way
[KATE] Let's go!
And we dance
like we're on fire
When we sing
we sing too loud
But we always find our way
When we walk
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