The Rich Man's Wife Page #2

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Why don't you just, uh, divorce

his ass and collect half the money?

No, I can't do that.

I signed this paper...

that said if I leave him,

I get nothing.

See? He's

a real smart guy.

You know, excuse me

for saying so,

but he didn't even trust you

when he married you.

If someone made me

sign a piece of paper,

that would piss me off.

And I would really,

really hate them for that.

You gotta hate him.

You gotta really, really

hate him, don't you?

You do hate him, don't you?

Sometimes I do.

Sometimes... I wish he...

Sometimes, what?

I wish he were dead.

Look, let's say

you could have that, okay?

Let's say Tony

was out in the car one day,

goes off to work and

he just never comes home.

And there you are, poor

littleJosie, the widow.

A certain period of time goes by.

Nobody blames you...

because you're young,

you're beautiful.

Tony was a schmuck

to begin with.

You get the house,

you get the cash.

I mean, baby,

you have it all.

Perfect solution.

I'll do it.

Do what?

I'll kill him.

Kill Tony?

Oh, no!

No! No!

You're joking, right?

What if I was serious?

Uh-uh, no. Mm-mm.

I've had too much to drink.

Wait a minute. Wh-Wh-Whoa.

Don't go. We're just talking.

Wait a minute, whoa.

Where you gonna go?

- I'm gonna call a cab.

- There's no cabs this time of night, okay?

I brought you, I'll take you home.

just come on, let's go.

You know, I thought we were friends.

We're friends, right?

You like me?

- Look at me.

- Don't touch me, okay?

- Don't touch you?

- No.

You know...

the things you want most

you pretend you don't want,

and you should really

get over that.

I'll tell you what. I haven't

played a game since I was a little kid.

Ever drive

by the moonlight?

Wait a minute.

What are you doing?

- We're driving in the dark.

- No, uh-uh. Turn the lights back on.

- No. No!

- Let me out! I want to get out!

- No! No! No!

- Sit back and enjoy.

Turn the lights back

on! Turn the lights on!

No, no! Come on!

- Oh, my God!

- Scared now, baby?

- Yes! Yes!

- Huh?

Isn't this fun?

- Stop it! No!

- Come on!

No! Stop!

Slow down! Oh, my God!

Hold on! Whoa!

Goddamn, I'm havin' fun, Josie!

- Stop! Stop!

- Oh, shut up!

- The gate up there! Stop!

- We're going right through it.

Lights out.

- Oh!

- No! No!

- Nice catch, huh? I know what you want.

- Get off of me!

You wanna go inside the cabin?

You know you want it, baby!

Get off of me!

Get off of me!

Leave!

You little f***ing b*tch!

That was a really

big mistake, partner.

Hey, here comes the cake.

Happy birthday to you

Happy birthday to you

Happy birthday, dear Tony

Happy birthday to you

How old are you now

How old...

That's funny.

Look at that bonfre.

How old are you anyway?

Yeah, why don't you test your math

skills and count the candles?

Forty one.

Forty one?

One to grow on.

If he grows any more,

you might divorce him.

I'll have a very small piece.

No, thanks.

I gave that up.

Make a wish.

Almost, almost.

The smoke from this...

I got it.

Ow. Thank you.

For what?

Well, for the nice party.

For putting up with me.

I blew our vacation.

That was pretty stupid.

Stunat'.

It was selfsh.

Oh, just forget it, Tony.

It was my fault too.

No. No, it wasn't.

You...

You blame yourself too much.

What's wrong, sweetie?

Oh, another

goddamn birthday.

Ya!

This is the big one.

You know, it's...

incredible.

I have to tell you,

I feel... I feel old.

Half my life is over.

How's it been?

The truth?

You're the only good thing

that ever happened to me.

Thank you.

Do you remember how it was

when we frst met,

the way we were together?

Yeah, I do.

I miss that.

I miss those days.

I do too.

I would love to put the ways

we hurt each other behind us...

and... just wipe the slate.

Do you think

that's possible?

You tell me.

Yeah.

Oh, Josie.

I don't want to lose you.

Good night, Stu.

See you tomorrow.

Good night, Mr. Potenza.

Whoo!

Hey, when the rain

Do you remember

How sweet it used to be

Can't stand the rain

Against my window

Bringing back

sweet memories

I can't stand the rain

- Hello?

- Hey, it's me!

-

- I'm on my way home.

Oh, good. I was

just about to make dinner.

No, don't. I had a hell of a day today.

I'll tell you about it.

I want to take you

out to dinner tonight,

and I want you to wear that sexy number

that you wore at the

network Christmas party.

How long 'til

you get here?

- I'll be home in 20 minutes.

- Okay. Around eight.

Bye.

There's just one sound

That I just can't stand

I can't stand the...

Shut up.

All right.

What do you want?

See the park

we're coming up to?

- Yeah.

- Just make a left right in there.

You want the car?

It's yours, all right?

Take it.

Take the money too.

- Ow! Sh*t!

- If I want the money, I'll take the money.

- Son of a...

- All right, d*ckhead?

Now get out of the car. Get out!

Just come on.

All right.

Don't. Don't.

Don't do this.

You don't have to do this, man.

Let's talk, all right?

Piece of sh*t gun!

My God! Help!

Help me!

Help me, help me.

Help me!

Help me!

Help me!

Damn!

That sh*t's gotta hurt.

Does it hurt? Huh?

Come on!

Why don't you just f***in'

die already, okay?

Why don't you f***in'die!

Die!

Come on!

When you're f***in' dead, I'm gonna go

see that pretty little wife of yours.

We're gonna have

the best f***in' time!

No! No, don't!

Don't! Don't!

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Tony!

Tony?

Hi, partner.

Who are you calling this time of night?

Gonna shoot me?

Go on.

I can't believe you were gonna do that.

You know, it took the whole clip to drop

that man of yours.

The whole goddamn clip!

And you know what I did?

I took him to a park.

I don't know what park.

Some park.

And pop, pop, pop, pop!

Emptied the whole f***ing clip on him.

And you know,

the son of a b*tch would not die.

- Imagine that.

- No!

And do me a favor. Do not sit there

and act surprised, okay?

Tony.

You wanted it done.

I did it for you!

- No.

- Just like we planned.

You're crazy.

Oh, I'm crazy?

You know, you have selective

f***ing memory, is what you have.

Don't you remember?

We had dinner.

We discussed... a murder.

There were people

milling all about.

And we danced

the f***in' night away.

Oh, we did, though, didn't we?

And I bet you

my bottom dollar...

that waitress...

that snoopy little waitress...

I bet you she heard

every goddamn thing!

- Oh, yeah.

- No.

Without a doubt.

She heard you say,

"I want my husband dead,

and I want you to kill him. "

Mm-mm, no!

- Then you took me back to your cabin.

- Mm-mm. No!

You made love to me.

In my mind, anyway.

You even gave me a gun.

The gun from your cabin.

Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah, you did.

I'm calling the police.

And what the f***

you gonna tell 'em?

- I'm gonna tell 'em the truth.

- Oh, the truth?

The truth. Now,

what is the truth?

I would say the truth is that you're

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