Wild Things: Foursome Page #6

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...breaking in and rigging the car...

...installing a jacked-up

part from some V10 engine.

Rachel's shirt is in the bag, too.

And you know what?

It's covered in Carson's blood.

You can find her wearing it

in pictures at the house.

You better have ironclad proof

or l will sue this whole city.

Brandi told us all

about the blue gym bag.

-What blue gym bag?

-The one down at the cabin.

The one that has

all the security tapes and...

...all the bloody clothes in it.

That gym bag.

l don't know

what you're talking about.

lt really doesn't matter, because

your face is all over the tapes...

...and Carson's blood

is all over your shirt.

That b*tch set me up.

All right, listen up.

As some of you might...

...already know, today is Frank's

last day on the force.

-All right, great.

-All right.

Retire while you are

relatively young.

That is the only advice my old man

gave me that l ever decided to take.

Well, we're all

real proud of you, Frank. You...

....persisted when most of us

would have stopped.

You solved the biggest homicide

in Blue Bay's history.

There's no better way to go out

than when you're on top.

Thank you, Captain.

Frank, turn that up a minute,

will you?

Now, as per the trust...

Sure thing.

...money's passed to Wheetly blood.

We will establish the Wheetly Business

School at Blue Bay University.

...and the Ted Wheetly

Memorial Speedway.

We will also be making a sizeable

donation to the Cayman Reef Fund.

Millions of dollars to a bunch of fish.

-The whole world's gone crazy.

-Too crazy for me.

So tell me, Frank, what the hell

are you going to do now anyway?

Yup.

Bingo.

Do you even know

how to drive this thing?

How hard could it be?

l have a couple of manuals

in my duffel.

The way l figure it,

we just point this baby southeast...

...give her a little gas,

eventually we run into an island.

What do you say

we get the hell out of this town?

Aye, aye, Captain.

What are you doing back there?

Relax, Frank.

Just wanted to give you a massage.

Look, l think we need to get something

straight right now, okay?

l don't trust you, and you sure as hell

shouldn't trust me.

We're not partners,

we're not even really friends, and...

...as intriguing as the whole notion is,

l don't think we should have sex.

What l think we should do

is get our asses to the island...

...split the money

and then become nothing...

...but distant memories to one another.

You're good with that?

-Okay.

-Good. Now, turn around.

-What for?

-Call it morbid curiosity.

All the way.

Not armed.

No, but that does not necessarily

mean that you are not dangerous.

We both know that.

Okay, no massage,

no making out, no sex.

What about beer?

Or are you some sort of puritan?

No, beer is good.

You know what l can't help

thinking?

There's a couple of hundred million

dollars worth of reef sharks right there.

l have a question for you,

young lady.

How long were you plotting

to kill Ted Wheetly?

Since that cocksucker

killed my father.

Just like Rachel said.

Sometimes that lying b*tch

told the truth.

So Rachel was trying

to cheat you out of it?

She thought she was so slick.

Hey, one more question.

Linda Dobson disappearing.

l could never figure that out.

What was that?

No mystery. She needed money

to move to Europe...

...so this was just

the easiest way to get it.

lt's always the easy answer, isn't it?

l think we got a live one here.

Yeah.

We are going to be eating fish

for dinner tonight.

We're all whores, aren't we, Frank?

What are you doing?

Oh, no.

No. No.

No, please.

l am a greedy b*tch.

What did you expect?

lf you see one of those rich sharks,

maybe it will buy you a clue.

A**hole.

All right, easy, tiger.

Money landed?

Yeah, about five minutes ago

it became final.

Wheetly Enterprises is dissolved,

all of its assets been dispersed.

One of the larger recipients

was the Cayman Reef Trust...

...to be administered without oversight

by its president, yours truly...

...and his soon-to-be

smoking-hot wife.

So we're free to grow old...

...fat, and happy?

Oh, l don't know about that.

l have to keep you away from

the lobster buffet, Mrs. Stuben.

Can't believe it's over,

after all the planning.

lt's, like, finally done.

ls ''dead'' done enough for you?

-lt will stick?

-Whatever Walker got was good.

l will take that.

Jump on. l will give you a ride home.

Oh, sweetheart, you know

how wobbly my sea legs are.

Come on, baby. l want you to jump on

and drop your anchor on me.

Last one home, slave for a day?

-l might just let you win.

-l hope you do.

Watch out for that

manifold intake valve.

We did it.

You Brandi?

-Who are you?

-l want to talk about your father.

-He's dead.

-l know.

Your father was a good man.

He didn't deserve to die.

l am the guy who's going to

help you get even.

All right.

How?

He's just perfect, right?

l just can't believe how badly

your father treated your mother.

She must have felt

there was no other way out.

He's a murderer...

...and nobody is going to

see it like that.

He will get what's coming to him.

They always do.

Bullshit.

Guy walks on water.

You know...

...there is something

you can do about it.

Like what?

Breaking into Shane's garage

is a piece of cake.

There's no security, no nothing.

-There's no security.

-None.

All you need to do is get his keys and...

...let yourself in through the door.

How do we get his keys?

The guy's a total horn dog.

lt shouldn't be too hard.

No... Hey, Hendricks.

What the hell are you doing

in my home?

Carson invited me.

Rachel.

You know that whole boat race

was my idea.

lt doesn't matter.

He's an idiot.

He's not that bad.

lt's just....

He gets to have all the fun.

You're mad at him.

Yeah?

So what?

He gets nothing

unless he gets married.

He has no interest in that.

What are we supposed to do,

wait 10 years?

Oh, yeah, right.

Like that will help.

He will totally cut us out.

Well, then we need to convince him

it's in his best interest to get married.

Like if he needed to pay me off.

Like if he didn't, he'd go to jail.

All right, how?

l could say he raped me.

You guys set me up?

Baby, just relax.

Listen, you're not thinking straight.

lf we don't get married,

we don't get a penny.

l mean this way, we get

some of the trust every year...

...plus we get a big payout

up front that we can all split.

-l mean, that's a win-win.

-For you. l am in jail.

You can get out real easy.

By agreeing to get married.

lf you don't...

...l am really afraid that Brandi's

going to go through with those charges.

She thinks you're going to

cut her out when you're 30.

What about your friend, Linda?

-Did you tell her about Dad?

-No, l didn't tell her a thing.

As far as she's concerned

it was a scam to get the estate.

She just needed cash for,

l don't know, her year abroad.

George, where have you been?

l got here as soon as l could.

-l am a little worried.

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