The Lookalike Page #5

You got the look.

- But you unsettle me.

- Bobby, you can trust her, I swear.

Reassure him, Lacey. Reassure him.

- You have a floater.

- I got a what?

It's a little black speck in your eye.

It's worse in the sunlight.

Yeah, in the glare, it...

The thing, yeah.

I get 'em, too,

mostly when I'm stressed.

There's nothing to worry about.

Your vision will get used to it eventually.

Come on. Pick up, pick up.

- Hello?

- Hey, Holt, how's it going? This is Sadie.

- Why do you sound like that?

- Sadie's from New York.

I was trying to get in character.

- Shouldn't you be at work?

- I called in sick.

I gotta do something to take

my mind off of the big day.

You got any suggestions?

Just transfer it. Transfer it.

You're not... not like...

You're not dancing.

It's just right to lef...

- Just transfer the weight, just like this.

- That's what I'm doing.

Yeah, but you're doing

it like you're at a club.

- Get outta my way.

- All right, all right.

Nice! Okay. Thank God.

You're really terrible.

You're really bad.

- You hit it.

- I did.

It was really ugly,

but you were real purty doing it.

Holt mulligan, hitting balls

into the Mississippi?

Right. What's up, Vincent?

Yeah.

I bet you wish in life you could

take a mulligan sometimes.

Whoa! He's good.

So how do you know each other?

- Through his brother.

- Right.

- A client of Joe?

- Friends. Just a friend.

Don't sweat it, honey.

I won't tell nobody.

Hey, you coming over to my

birthday party on Saturday, right?

Yes, of course.

Okay. You bringing the cake?

Yeah, yeah. Joe's gonna

whip something up.

Yeah, 'cause, you know, at my age,

I get all hung up about the frosting, right?

- Right.

- Right? Yeah.

Okay, here we go. This one's for you.

Whoa! That's a really nice shot.

Well, I'll tell Joe you said hi.

Great. Thanks.

Nice meeting you.

- Good...

- Who the f*** is that?

- Come on, Norma.

- He's, just, you know, one of Joe's pals.

- Okay. All right.

- I don't feel like it.

Really? Oh, you were so...

You had such a promising start.

Okay, so, this is kind of weird.

I-I was, I've been seeing

this guy, Joe mulligan?

Okay. And I found this photo

in his wallet the other night.

I don't understand.

Sadie never mentioned a Joe.

She's still not picking up.

And I know the texts aren't from her.

Have you thought about calling the cops?

Yeah, but I can't.

Look, there's a deal going down

with the guys who own the bar.

They're paying her 300k

to screw some guy.

I didn't catch that last part.

300,000 to f*** a guy.

I'll be home soon, all right?

- What's up?

- I wanted to give you this.

I left the battery thing at

home but I'll give it to you

and I'll have the rest for you

by the end of the week.

Where'd you get this?

Do you want it?

All right, then.

No. No, no, no, no, no.

This is not what we agreed on, okay?

Yeah, well, I'm not happy about this either.

Do I sound happy about this?

All right, listen.

Okay, listen. Listen.

Just reimburse me for the

French bread pan, okay?

I will keep the cassoulet ramekin.

Right, okay.

You know what, I actually I want

the skillet with the copper base,

gotta have the copper base.

All right, Janet?

Can I call you back? Thanks.

- What? What is it? What's wrong?

- I'll tell you what's wrong.

Your little buddy Vincent, and his f***ing

dog have been following us around all day.

- That's what's wrong.

- Us? Who's us?

Lacey. Me and Lacey.

- What?

- Why are you hanging out with Lacey?

I'm not hanging out with her.

We just went to hit some balls.

You realize if I was here Saturday night

when she came over, I'd be in jail right now.

- You understand that? Right?

- Yeah. I know, Joe.

Come on, man. She was f***ing scared.

She had cops half way up her ass.

And there's, there's a reason,

by the way, that...

Oh, so you like her now?

You have a little crush on her?

Oh, shut up. You always do that.

No, I don't have a crush on her, I just...

Let me ask you, though.

This guy that she's got to...

- F***.

- Well, what do we know about him?

We know what we need

to know, which is nothing.

Right. But..

Okay, but is, is she gonna be safe?

I mean, can we ask him to wear

a condom at least? Or two?

Come on, come on, come on.

Yo, lady bug. Hey, we got cheap shoes,

cheap handbags, what you need?

- Thank you, but I'm kind of busy.

- Oh, it's for your store. Designer.

- Oh, really?

- Yeah. Look, look, look.

We got cheap shoes,

we got Gucci, Fendi, Prada.

- His price is cheap, I'm telling you.

- Oh, they're cheap, all right.

Did either of you two slave

away at fashion school

while surviving on two-minute

noodles and tap water?

Actually, we love two-minute noodles.

Look, baby, ain't no trouble here,

come on. Come on.

- Get your hands, let me go...

- Come on, hurry. Come on, Jules. Come on.

- Come on, man, hurry up.

- Get off me.

Get her leg, man. Come on.

Oh, nice.

B*tch, stop moving.

Come on, control her.

Put her in here.

Wait, wait, wait,

we ain't doing no killing, man.

Hey, you want to take over for Joe,

you got to step up your game.

- Joey never killed nobody, though, Frank.

- She's seen your faces.

Get her in there.

F***!

Now she was going to compromise our deal.

So harden the f*** up.

- What did she do, Frank?

- She asked too many questions.

- Sorry, boss.

- Nah, it's all right.

She's just looking for her girlfriend,

who she's never going to see again.

That's right, honey. That's right.

He was always going to

f*** her, and then kill her.

I just left that out of

the job description.

Sorry. Push it in.

But you don't tell Bobby I said that.

In. Get up some speed. Come on.

There you go.

Great. Great.

- Come on, push it in, man.

- Sh*t.

Useless. You're useless.

- Frank, it ain't working.

- All right, all right.

Any of you idiots have a gas can?

Have to do everything myself.

All right. We got a gas can.

All right, let's go to work.

Come on. Come on.

Hey, Bernard. Thanks.

I'll clean up before I get outta here.

Okay. Contrary to popular opinion,

the key is to keep flipping the burger

so that you get a nice delicate crust on

the outside but it stays rare on the inside.

Now, we've got homemade

thousand island, all right?

Which is going to consist of,

olive oil, lemon juice, worcestershire.

We got some paprika.

You don't seem impressed.

How do you know Sadie Hill?

I know about the deal.

With Holt and Lacey.

Who are you?

- I found a photo in your wallet.

- You went through my wallet?

What's happened to Sadie?

Look, she's...

She's not playing ball

with this deal. That's all.

Her girlfriend Drew said

she was all about it,

that she had a meeting the night I met

you and Drew hasn't seen her since.

Really?

Are you a drug dealer?

Call Mila. Face time.

And that's the only reason,

the only reason,

I got into it in the first place.

Now I have this one crazy deal.

I get to do my show,

and I leave all this crap behind.

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