Three Way

Janice.

How was that, baby?

I don't wanna be

in this anymore, Lew.

I love you.

Well, I don't love you.

You know what else I don't love?

I don't love moving from one shitty

motel to another. Or being broke!

I don't love the fact that

you're continually on parole.

I really don't love...

...that you leer at every

passing skank in a thong.

- Come on.

- Okay, I'm out of here.

Oh, God.

- We just made love, for chrissakes.

- Correction:
We just f***ed.

And it was the last time.

- Janice.

- Let me go, Lew!

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I know, I'm still worried that

Ida might get the police involved...

...after you ask for the ransom.

Honey, it just scares me, is all.

What if she doesn't pay after

you tell her what's happened?

The woman's insane.

Trust me, she'll pay.

And there's no chance that...

- What is that?

- That's my cock, babe.

It's definitely my cock.

Baby, I just wanna make sure

that she won't suspect you.

Later, after they find the body.

The only body I wanna discuss

right now is yours.

Honey, I... Hey.

I won't do anything to her until we

have the money. It's gonna be all right.

- Sh*t.

- What's wrong?

- What's wrong?

- I can't get your bra off.

- I can't...

- Here, here. Relax.

Relax.

You like that, baby?

It's a new tie too.

She's gonna wonder where you are.

I guess you're right.

God, I hate hiding out here like this.

A car for a bedroom.

I mean, everything's a f***ing secret.

I thought you'd be used

to it by now.

You know what the problem

with secrets is?

Most people have a real hard time

when it comes to keeping them.

Well, I'm not most people,

and neither are you.

Which is why

this will work out just fine.

- Jesus.

- Not exactly.

- Is this your vehicle?

- Yeah.

Redman's.

Damn good barbecue.

Those honey-baked ones

are my personal favorites.

Life's short. Why not eat well?

All right, look. No harm, no foul.

But when I see an abandoned vehicle

and some nutjob running up a hill...

...acting like a mental patient, I gotta

check that out, you understand?

Yes, sir.

People get ideas, you know.

That they can do things.

Go out in the middle of the night,

middle of nowhere...

Pull something off.

Somebody always sees them, though.

It never fails.

You're right about that.

Oh, yeah, I know I'm right about

that. I'm right as rain about that.

- Hey, Al. What's up?

- Hey, Lew.

How are you? What's doing?

Not much.

Pack of smokes and vodka.

Pack of smokes.

Bottle of vodka.

All right, anything else?

Yeah.

This too.

Christ. They figure if you don't

get it right the first time...

...you sure as sh*t don't

deserve a second time.

Figuring's flawed, then.

Sometimes the second time's got

nothing to do with what you deserve.

- Nobody's perfect, Lew.

- Keep the change.

Hey, thanks. You made my day, Lew.

All right.

- Hey.

- Hey, babe.

I missed you last night.

You didn't come by.

Got caught up. It was late.

Didn't wanna wake you.

Well, in the future,

you can wake me, I don't mind.

Down. Dangerous.

What's up?

This guy came into

my office yesterday...

...and said he's interested

in buying a gas station.

He saw it on his way

into Carpinteria...

...and I started to look

into who owns it...

If you sell the gas station,

where am I gonna live?

You can always live with me.

What about your brother?

Your aunt?

No.

Oh, yeah, and that hairless thing

you call a cat.

No, thanks.

Lew, you're always complaining

about money and your debt.

I just thought if we moved in together,

we can share the rent. Save up.

I got a better idea.

- What? Make signs faster?

- Nope.

A business opportunity

that came up last night.

What kind of business opportunity?

One that's gonna get us

out of debt faster...

...than sharing the rent

and painting signs.

Is it legal?

"Is it legal?"

You wanna know more?

I'm gonna make us rich, baby.

You don't even know

who these people are.

Not yet.

But I did see this bumper sticker

on their car.

I'm guessing the owner's probably an

antique or art restorer, something.

I'm not getting the flow

of this, baby.

There aren't that many galleries

or antique shops in Carpinteria.

Good, it'll make my search

that much quicker.

Look, I find the car,

I find the couple.

Fate put me on that road last night.

It's like payback for all the crap

I've been through in my life.

- What's it called? Karma?

- Desperation.

Grasping at straws.

Well, you hold on to that last straw.

To keep from drowning.

- Hey, man. You do restoration?

- No.

Pappy's place.

Two doors down, they restore.

You know anyone else?

The only other one nearby

is Lexi's place.

She's got a bunch of crap,

but she does restoration in the back.

Got an address?

Don't worry about it. I'll see you

at the house in just one thin minute.

I gotta go, honey.

Hi. I'm Lew.

- Lew Brookbank.

- What are you looking for, Lew?

Not here for any restoration,

but I do have a proposition for you.

My business is signs.

Signs. Really? What, like in

astrological or something?

I'm a sign maker.

- Where?

- Outside town.

Just off Bates Road.

Well, whatever you're selling,

there's not much I can do for you.

It would be Lexi's decision and she's

just about as cheap as they come.

You need my signs.

- And you're the expert on this?

- Well, yeah.

Years of study,

practice and experience.

- Experience being the key, of course.

- I'm sure it is.

That and the practice, I'm guessing.

Thanks.

I don't think that we

need your signs.

It may not seem like it, but we have all

the business that we can handle.

In my personal opinion,

you can never have too much.

Now, why doesn't that surprise me?

You can leave your card if you want.

I'll pass it along.

But I wouldn't get my hopes up

if I were you.

Too late. When I'm

in the presence of beauty...

...my hopes are always raised.

- Raised.

Look, I have a lot of work

to get done here today, so...

Okay, here's one of my signs.

I've done some sketches for you.

Only mockups,

but I think you'll be impressed.

Why do I suddenly not believe you?

Okay.

Here's the deal. I come by Friday.

Show you the mockups.

If you don't wanna buy them...

...I walk. No pressure.

Pressure-free salesman. That's rare.

I do what I can for my customers.

I'm sure you do.

So...

...what do you say?

- Bring them by.

- Great, great. And your name?

Isobel.

Isobel.

Isobel what?

- DeLarno.

- DeLarno.

- Okay. See you Friday.

- All right.

I have a baseball bat in my pants.

Bedroom, now.

- Why are guys in such a hurry?

- Because we know women like it fast.

That is such a crock of sh*t!

- That is such a crock of sh*t.

- You're not horny?

I'm not arguing the specifics,

just the details.

Sh*t, we never should've

come back here!

Do you want me to leave?

I'll leave.

No, baby.

Come on, baby.

- Wait, wait.

- Come here.

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

I want you to come inside me.

Good game.

We should go.

You ready for Friday night?

- I got goose bumps, you saying that.

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