The Loft Page #6

On you, you mean.

Jesus!

Get a f***in' grip!

F***!

Guys, we cannot

keep doing this.

What do you wanna do, Marty?

Huh? Just leave me hanging?

Hey, Vince?

Vince? Are you in there?

If you're in there, hey, man, I need

to talk to you for just a second.

Christ, Marty, I've got company.

Didn't you get my text?

Mimi's gone!

She's gone!

F***ing gone!

What do you mean gone?

Gone where?

She left me.

She found out about San Diego.

That dumpy chick, she showed up.

She told her everything.

F***!

Wait a minute. You didn't

tell Mimi about the loft?

What? It's not about the

goddamn loft, Vince!

It's about my wife!

I don't know what

I'm gonna do without her!

Did you confess?

Never confess, Marty.

Never confess.

Would you go to her? Just

tell her that I love her.

You know? And that Dana's lying?

She'll believe you.

Marty, I will straighten

this out for you.

I promise you,

I will straighten this out.

Okay.

Hey, come here.

It's okay.

Thanks.

Okay, so what's the plan?

What do we do now?

We get her out of here.

What? We can't just

make a body disappear.

Well, that's too bad.

It's our only hope.

You had

a relationship with her.

Now she's some inconvenient

piece of evidence?

What kind of man are you?

That's a laugh,

coming from you.

And how do you plan

to get her off the bed?

Cut off her hand?

Or do you have

the key to those cuffs?

You know what?

I thought handcuffs

were more your thing

than mine, Phil.

Meaning what?

You know exactly what I mean.

Shut up! Shut up! Just keep

your f***in' mouth shut! All right?

Please!

Help me! Please help me!

Keep your f***ing mouth shut!

He's crazy!

This f***ing whore

started to rip me off!

Please help me! He raped me!

Shut up!

Hey... Easy!

All right!

All right!

We mean it.

It's gonna be okay.

He's crazy!

Sh*t! Okay.

Philip, give me the keys.

The b*tch is gonna

go to the cops, man.

Gimme the keys

to the handcuffs.

She's gonna go to the cops!

The keys!

You want the key?

He made me do things

that I didn't want to do.

Shut up! Shut up!

Easy.

What? You want more money?

That's it, right?

It's all about the money, huh?

It's all about the f***ing money!

Here's your f***ing money!

It's right there!

Jesus Christ! What the f***

is the matter with you?

Have you lost

your f***ing mind?

She's a whore, Chris!

Do you know what a whore is?

Shut up!

You can't rape a whore!

You can't rape a whore!

You can't rape...

Shut the f***...

You don't treat a woman

like that! You got it?

Not any woman!

Don't f***in' touch me, all right?

Cool it!

What the f***'s the matter with you, man?

You're putting us all at risk!

I want police.

He hit me.

Shut up.

He rape me!

Shut up!

Stop screaming! I'm gonna rip

your goddamn throat out!

I've had it with you!

You're no better

than your father!

I'm what?

You heard me.

All right, Chris.

That's a nice one.

Chris had a better deal

with his daddy, right?

The great guy who

wants to save everyone.

Where were you, when Zoe and

I were getting beat up?

And Mom in the next room,

pretending not to hear.

Where were you?

In your cozy college dorm

getting laid and wasted,

'cause you didn't give a f***!

I didn't know

anything about it.

You didn't give a crap!

All those years we

didn't exist for you!

I didn't know

anything about it!

If you would've told me, if

you would've said something!

Then what, you phony?

Then what?

Then I would've gotten you out of there!

God damn it! Both of you!

Listen.

I'm really, really sorry,

but we can't go to the cops.

Here's what I'm gonna do.

No, listen.

I have a friend, he's a doctor.

No...

Yes.

I'm gonna drive you to him.

He's gonna take

care of you. Okay?

No...

No, here. Listen.

Take it.

I know it's not enough

for what happened tonight.

He's an animal.

He should be locked up!

Okay. And we're gonna

deal with him, I promise you.

Come on. Now, get your clothes and

I'm gonna take you to the doctor.

- No!

- Easy. Here we go.

No!

I'll never forgive

you for this. Never!

What's your problem?

Jesus Christ!

Why don't I know anything about this?

And when did it happen?

A couple of weeks ago.

We decided to

keep it to ourselves,

'cause that's the kind

of friends we are.

Don't lecture me, all right?

Especially about friendship.

Oh, right. Sorry. I meant to give

you the cokehead rapist lecture.

F*** you.

Well, you could see how I think

you'd be involved in this.

I need to say something.

Oh, sh*t.

- You had that coming!

- Hey! Take it easy.

Relax. Take it easy.

Get up!

You son of a b*tch.

You recorded everything

that went on here.

Every woman...

Not every.

Not always, just sometimes.

At least I don't

cheat on my wife.

No, you just watch us

and beat off.

You sick f***.

You're a sick f***!

Luke, did you record

last night?

No.

You didn't say you were coming.

Which is against your rules.

And that wasn't the first time

you broke your own

rules, by the way.

Now you're scared, aren't you?

Now you know I've

documented pretty much

everything you've been

up to here.

No worries, Vincent.

I'll keep my mouth shut,

like I always do.

Did you see anything

that can help us out here?

Anything at all?

If all the people

who've been hurt

and cheated on

find out the truth,

what do you

think'll happen, Vincent?

What's the matter?

I just don't feel like

leaving tomorrow.

Serious? You love skiing.

Yes. I love to ski.

But just not by myself.

Are you sure you can't come?

Babe, you know I can't come.

I can't just take off

right now.

Hey. I'll call you

every day.

I love you.

I know the drill.

One hour, right?

Wrong. Have a blast,

don't mind me.

Why should tonight be any different

from the past few months?

Look, Alison, if it's all right with

you, I'd rather not spoil tonight.

I'm sure it must be tempting

to grab something

shiny and new.

But do you ever think about

what you might

stand to lose, Chris?

You could ruin a lot more

than just this evening.

Tell me,

are you so happy, Alison?

Well, what do you know?

If it's for charity,

my mother-in-law

is allowed to join the

party for a little while.

You heard anything about

the waterfront project?

No. He's gonna call

once he gets his permits.

As far as I know,

everything's approved.

Really?

Yeah.

Good evening, gentlemen.

Ladies, you look absolutely

ravishing tonight.

Thank you.

This is Vincent Stevens.

He's the architect who designed the new

loft building near the sports arena.

Oh, wonderful.

I love that building.

Why, thank you, Mrs. Kotkin.

I really appreciate that.

As I was saying to your

husband in San Diego,

gentlemen in our business

can't afford to be exposed

to the negative consequences

of bad design.

Speaking of San Diego,

how's that waterfront project

coming along?

Oh, yes. We're still

working on it.

We've applied for all our

permits and now we're waiting.

Standing in line

like everyone else.

You don't strike me as the type of

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