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Some pie.

I've got some pie.

You got a smart mouth.

You sure do have a nice, round bottom.

Like to give it a goin' over.

I'd like you to.

[ Rubbing ]

[ Exhales ]

[ Moans ]

[ Rubbing stops ]

[ Paul ]

She was a very talented woman.

This is really, really nice.

Mmm.

Yeah.

Yeah, she was really good at it.

How much would they sell for?

Mmm.

Probably $10 each.

Wholesale.

Ten bucks each?

Hmm. And how many boxes

like these do you have?

A shitload of 'em.

I don't even know.

Wow, Bruce, you should cash in.

You're sitting on a gold mine here, man.

Mmm.

You know what you do?

You should sell 'em online.

No middle man.

Well, I... sold my wife's computer

last year after she died, so--

Well, listen, I've been doing this for 15 years.

I-I-- I was the--

I was the top

I.T. consultant in town.

World Wide Web,

e-mails, 2.0.

I can do anything.

This is a niche market.

So you know what you do?

We set up a Web site.

I can do all the tech work.

And we just try it, man.

You and I.

I don't know. It's--

I don't know if I really want to sell them.

Well, that's okay.

I mean-- I was just-- It's nothing.

If you're not ready,

that's okay. No problem.

You know what?

You and I, tonight, are going out.

[ Clicks tongue ]

My treat.

Yeah? Where?

Well, it's Saturday night.

I'm sure we can meet a couple of ladies.

Look at us.

I mean-- [ Chuckles ]

Look at us!

[ Woman speaking French ]

Hi.

Just stay calm, okay?

I'm not gonna hurt you.

Okay?

I'm-- I'm not a bad guy.

Okay?

I'm not a bad guy.

[ Whimpers ]

[ Whimpers ]

I'm sorry.

I'm not gonna hurt you.

Okay?

I-- I was... cold.

I was-- I was cold.

I was tryin' to be warm.

That's why I'm in here.

So--

F***.

That's a bad word.

Don't-- Don't-- Don't learn that word.

[ Woman ]

Simone!

No, don't--

Sh*t.

Simone?

[ Panting ]

F***.

Good morning.

[ Chuckles ]

Hey, uh--

Is that your house?

It's-- It's nice.

Um--

I'm lost. I'm, uh, with

a winter camping group.

Were you just in my shed?

Yes, I was.

Thank you.

I was just trying to warm up.

There is no camping anywhere around here.

Well, yeah, you know,

we're, uh--

Oh, yeah, it's--

We're around here somewhere.

But I-- I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to scare your daughter.

This is private property.

Are those mine?

No. No, no.

They're mine.

I got some just like that.

I think those are mine.

Yeah-- You know,

they're pretty popular.

So anyway, I'm gonna--

We're just right over that ridge, so I'm gonna...

get back to my group.

Your camping group, huh?

Yeah.

Yeah, we're Christians.

[ Chuckles ]

Listen, man, I don't know who you are,

but if you ever go near my kid again, man,

you're gonna f***in' regret it.

Do you understand that?

I was just tryin' to get warm.

I didn't mean to scare her.

Have a nice day.

God bless you.

[ Beeping ]

[ Engine off ]

[ Grunting ]

[ Whistles ]

Sh*t.

Sh*t.

[ Grunts ]

What was that?

Did you just hear something?

[ Groaning ]

[ Grunting ]

[ Exhaling ]

[ Exhales ]

[ Customers chattering ]

[ Blues rock ]

One-eyed Jack

He drive a pink Cadillac

A powder-blue suit

And pea-green shoes

Had a famous reputation

For singin' the blues

He got a picture of his mama

Round his neck

In a solid gold locket

[ Continues ]

[ Jukebox:

Country ]

Yeah, I think this summer I

might go out to Georgian Bay.

Do some fishing.

You fish?

Yeah.

Nah--

I mean, not good.

- But it's really an excuse just to get away.

- Oh.

[ Speaking french ]

I should get the car fixed.

[ Jukebox continues ]

You know what, Bruce?

Let me thank you for everything.

Sure.

I need to ask you something.

I need some cash.

A loan.

I'll pay it all back.

But I'm in pretty deep sh*t.

How much?

Fifteen.

1,500?

Thousand.

15,000?

Sh*t.

Paul, I--

I'm broke.

I'm sorry.

What happened?

[ Speaking french ]

Big debts. Debts.

Huge gambling debts.

Debts like you wouldn't believe.

I'm-- I'm--

I lost everything.

And I can't go home now.

You gotta tell your wife.

I can't.

I can't go and-- and face her

and tell her it's all gone.

She doesn't deserve that.

Well--

So y-y-you're sure

you can't help me?

You're not, uh--

I don't understand it.

Aren't you retired?

No.

I can't work.

How come?

Had an incident about six months ago.

I was drunk and...

crashed a plow into a Chicken King restaurant.

That was you!

[ Laughs ]

That was me.

Thirty days in jail, a fine.

Lost my license for three years.

I can't drive the plow.

It's how I make a living.

Can't drive a car.

I can't-- F***.

I can't even drive a lawn mower, so--

Okay.

Um--

Aw, sh*t.

Gigi, um--

My wallet's at home.

I'll get it

the next time. Okay?

I'm gonna dance, man.

[ Jukebox:
mid-tempo rock ]

Hey, hey, hey

Hey, hey, hey

[ Customers hooting, laughing ]

[ Continues ]

[ Continues, man singing in foreign language ]

[ Fades ]

[ Tapping ]

[ Paul's voice ]

Bruce, I wanna ask you something,

and I hate to ask this, but...

would you mind if I crash here again tonight?

You know, I-I--

I need to get my sh*t together, you see.

Mmm.

[ Spits ]

Mmm.

[ Engine idling ]

[ Grunts ]

Au revoir, f***er.

[ Grunting ]

[ Grunts ]

[ Groaning ]

Why did you do that?

Huh?

Peek-a-boo.

I see you, f***er.

[ Chuckles ]

A-B-C-D-E-F-G...

H-I-J-K-L...

M-N-O-P--

Mmm.

[ Grunts ]

[ Urinating ]

Oh.

Sorry, man.

Oh, no.

No worries, Bruce.

[ Sighs ]

[ Paul's voice ]

Why are you doing this?

I don't know.

Seriously.

Why am I being kept here?

[ Laughing ]

[ Bruce's voice ]

You have to understand something, Officer.

I didn't mean to...

kill Paul.

It was an accident.

Th-The truth be told,

uh, he was killing himself.

Yes. No, I-I-I stopped

an act of suicide.

I did. Oh, I did.

I was involved...

in his accidental death, yes.

But I wasn't the only one.

I wasn't the only one. No.

No, no, no.

No, you're not gonna

trick me with that. No.

No.

That was another party.

But, uh,

you'll just have to...

sort that--

sort that through.

Just out of curiosity, have you spoken...

with the individual?

Have you?

Oh, I think it'd be...

quite fruitful,

uh, for you to, uh, extend your investigation...

beyond--

I didn't do anything wrong.

[ Clanking, Banging ]

[ Banging, Clattering ]

What are you doing?

Nothing.

Nothing.

I was just looking.

No, I was just-- I was

just looking at the--

at things.

- Were you stealing?

- No.

No. Come on.

Come on.

No, I was just--

I was--

No, I--

No, I was just looking.

Do you mind if I look?

No.

No.

[ Grunting ]

[ Groans ]

[ Liquid sloshing ]

[ Grunting ]

[ Coughs, Groans ]

[ Flames crackling ]

[ Bruce's voice ]

You know what really gets to me?

I could swear to God he was smiling.

[ Dripping ]

[ Bird screeching ]

[ Coughs, Groans ]

[ Coughing ]

The pink lady.

She made me cough, no?

[ Coughing, Sniffling ]

[ Coughing continues ]

[ Glass shatters ]

[ Grunts ]

[ Ice creaking ]

[ Ice cracking ]

[ Water gurgling ]

[ Cracking, Louder ]

[ Man ]

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