You can, when you get it back to
Vin takes his card. What’s to say.
INT. VIN’S CAR - CONTINUOUS
This shit ain’t lay-a-way. I ain’t
no JC Pennies.
know I’m good for it.
Charisse looks him over.
I’m not making like I used to Vin.
Only a few freaks like the belly,
She gets out of the car.
Gotta save for maternity leave,
She heads off down the sidewalk.
See you next week.
Extra twenty when you do.
She heads over to them.
Old neon. Older PATRONS. Vin sits at the bar next to
himself. Very thick tongued.
You have a good Christmas, Vin?
Best Christmas I ever had. No
people. No presents. No bullshit.
Tips his tumbler to heaven.
Ah, you don’t mean that, Mister.
What do you know what I mean,
Linda? You a psychic now?
Ay, ease up there, Vinny. We’re
You should get a talk show. You’re
so damn good at it. The “Linda and
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