Tramps Page #4
- Year:
- 2016
- 82 min
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Hello, this is Vinessa.
Ms. Wierengo. Hi. Yeah. Um...
I believe you may have a briefcase
that belongs to me.
Oh. Oh, my God, yes.
I... I'm... I have it right here
in my office. Do you have my bag?
Your bag? Yeah, I've got it.
Here's the thing, I'm about to walk
into a very important meeting right now
and there are some essential documents
in it that I need right now.
Oh, well, I...
Look, it's a beautiful day outside.
Why not get out of the office, right?
No f***ing way, Darren.
I don't care how long it takes,
you're not running any errands.
Hello?
Sir, uh, we got the briefcase.
- Really?
- Yeah, yeah.
- How?
- I... I don't know.
She walked out of her building
and she had the briefcase with her.
So we decided to follow her, right?
All right, but I told you
to just stay on her.
Uh, yeah, yeah.
But then we started thinking like...
Where do you think
she's going with it?
I don't know.
Do you think she's gonna go to the cops?
I don't know.
- Yeah, that makes sense, I guess.
- Right?
So we decided to keep, uh, real close
and... and... and watch her,
and we didn't take
our eyes off her one bit.
She's getting up.
We gotta get that briefcase.
I'm wearing her mom's dress.
All right. Let me deal with it, all right?
- Hey. Hey! Hi.
- Oh, hey.
Sorry, I don't know if you remember me
but I got your bag.
Yeah, yeah, of course. Hi.
I'm really sorry, I just took it
by mistake. It wasn't like...
No, no, I know.
Don't worry. I got it. Here.
Right. Right.
- Thanks.
- Thank you! Thank you so much.
down here, but thank you.
- Good luck with your meeting.
- Thank you.
She just gave... She just gave it...
- She just gave it to me.
- Let's go!
I didn't even say anything to her.
We were real smart about it, too,
like she didn't suspect a thing at all.
All right.
I don't need to hear the whole story.
Just meet outside the motel.
Okay. Um, sir, can I talk
to my brother, please?
They want us to meet at the motel.
- They got the briefcase.
- What?
Looks like you're a lucky son of a b*tch.
- Darren?
- Yeah.
We got the briefcase, man.
We came through.
Are you there with the girl?
Talk in Polish.
Yeah.
Thank f***ing God.
Listen, she's screwing us over.
What? No, she's not.
She cut a deal with them.
She gets my share...
if she babysits you until it's done.
No, no. She's really cool.
Listen, Danny,
I know you probably like her and all,
but think about it.
I bet she was real insistent on you
sticking around the whole time, right?
Why do you think she would do that?
You there, kid?
Yeah.
Look, I'm sorry, Danny.
She's a con artist. Stripper.
Waitress.
Yeah, whatever, man.
Point is,
you're a f***ing paycheck to her.
But if you bring the briefcase back,
then I can get the whole share
and cut her out of it.
Danny?
Just get the briefcase and come home.
All right?
Yeah.
You speak Russian?
Polish.
Then I figured out we were...
We were sneaking in at intermission.
I don't know, I kind of preferred it
that way, though.
What's wrong?
Nothing.
What?
- Come on, tell me what's up.
- I got fired, all right?
They called my mom.
Darren just told me. It doesn't matter.
I'm sorry.
I missed my shift, it happens.
It doesn't matter.
Wait. Wait, wait, wait, wait. Listen.
I was thinking that
when we get to the motel...
you should just wait nearby.
All right? Let me go up there alone
and handle it. I got it.
Look, I'm gonna call my manager,
all right?
Okay? I just wanna see what she's saying.
I don't wanna...
Just give me a minute?
Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Sure.
Miss, you got a Metro card?
No. I just gotta get my bag.
- Danny.
- Hey, Mom.
You didn't bring the...
You didn't bring the f***ing briefcase?
Are you f***ing kidding me, Danny?
Are you f***ing kidding me?
- It's f***ing funny to you, man?
- Yeah.
Scott.
Ellie.
- Hey! I tried to call you. I tried to...
- Yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah.
Hey.
Hey. Hey.
That girl...
She isn't gonna leave anybody.
Even if she thinks she is.
She isn't.
Trust me.
What did you say? Huh?
- What are you saying to me?
- F*** you.
That's what I'm saying.
- Russell, where are we going?
- I don't know. To some rich lady.
Ma! Leave it. Just leave it, okay?
Leave it.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
Ma.
Come in.
Come in. You can...
You can put that down.
Right there.
Very good.
Sit.
You wanna know the combination?
Zero-zero-zero.
It's about the only thing these guys did
that wasn't Byzantine in its complexity.
But you know how some men are.
They think the more intricate they make
something, the more impressive it is.
Ah, there you are.
I couldn't get.
And I got it.
I want to tell you something:
Never marry a man
who doesn't love his mother.
There's $3,000 in that envelope.
Thank you.
You can... You can leave.
And I'll let Jimmy know it's done
so everyone else can get paid.
Okay.
So where we going?
Not today. We're not open.
We're just... We're gonna...
Who are you?
I'm, uh...
- I'm Rebecca Vargas.
- Rebecca Vargas?
Yeah?
Yeah, we went to high school together, Ma.
You don't remember?
Hey.
$1400, $1500.
Don't spend it all at the club.
Take it.
And don't give it to your brother.
Bus to Pittsburgh.
Yeah?
I thought you said
you were gonna leave there.
I am.
I just...
I...
- I owe it to him.
- Yeah.
Right.
Just wait.
Just wait.
You know, you know, you don't...
You need a Metro card.
I... I think I can buy one.
You can't
because you only have hundreds
and those machines are crappy
and... and I wanna give you...
my Metro card.
Thanks.
Two, three, four, five.
Ma, Ma.
Sir, sir, I'll give you $100...
100 for your card.
Whoa.
How do I know that's not counterfeit?
It's not.
Give me a swipe, give me a swipe.
- One swipe.
- One swipe.
Thanks.
Hi. When's the next bus to Pittsburgh?
Uh... 6:
40 p.m.The ticket is $57.
- Miss?
- Yeah, uh... never mind, actually.
When's the next bus to Providence?
Sorry! Sorry, sorry! Sorry.
Hey! Hey!
I... I didn't think you...
Look. Look.
I was gonna go and I... and I just...
I just ran all the way here.
What's going on?
Look...
I want to go to Pittsburgh with you.
I'm not going to Pittsburgh.
Well, where you going?
Providence.
Yeah?
Can I come with you?
Yeah. Sure.
Yeah?
- Yeah.
- Yeah?
Wait.
- I'm sorry, okay? I shouldn't have...
- It's okay.
- It's okay.
- No, no, I shouldn't have done that.
I shouldn't have done that.
I'm sorry, I just...
- Look, I apologize, okay?
- Don't be. Don't... Don't be sorry.
I just didn't...
Oh, sh*t.
Do you still wanna come?
Yeah.
Yeah, I still wanna come.
Okay, good.
And about the kiss...
it's not that I...
I just don't...
It's a start.
- Okay?
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
Yeah. I'll take a start.
Yeah, me too.
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