Carter & June Page #2

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for my luncheon.

I hate tardiness.

Albert, bring the

car around back!

Is that a new ring you got?

Feels like a new ring.

Remember.

Tomorrow by noon.

Hey!

Do you work here?

Sadly, yes, that

is my cross to bear.

I wanna know what the

hell we're supposed to do

with this damn funny money here.

They didn't tell us we

can't change it back

for real money if and we want.

And they say it

don't work in the bar

nor the buffet neither!

Now surely both of you

been in the country fair.

It's the same principle.

That's bullshit.

(tense music)

(laughing)

I just lit that cigarette.

(bashing)

(groaning)

(bashing)

See now they, just

accosted me physically.

You have accosted my finances.

You care hazard a guess

which one offends me more?

I will never

understand the allure

of a titty bar buffet.

Why the f*** are you still here?

Go, steal something.

Albert, where the

f*** have you been?

(phone ringing)

Caitlin, long time no talk.

Carter honey, I'm

gonna be quick about this

but how would you

like to help me steal

half a million dollars?

(mumbling) you serious?

I never joke about money.

Spencer got me a job

working at a bank.

[Carter] Spencer,

he's involved in this?

He planted me there

a couple months ago

to scope the place out and,

now he's gonna make his move.

What do you need me for?

Spencer wants to move me

to Shreveport after the heist

and this p*ssy I'm working with

wants us to start a

life up there together.

As far as I'm concerned,

married life ain't for me.

I need a man who's a

pro who I can trust.

You help me with the plan, and

the other half is yours.

You want me to

double-cross Spencer?

Well yeah problem is,

it's never that easy.

Whatever, you want

the money or not?

Yeah, okay, all right.

Meet me at Dino's?

No, no, handsome.

We'll discuss this at my place.

No, no, no, no.

Not the dungeon.

I told you, I'm not

really into that.

Who you talking to?

Um, just one of my clients.

He wanted to tell me

his wife is out of town.

I'm thinking about a

Pecan farm in Monroe, baby.

Yeah.

[Albert] Mr. Rabbit,

can I ask you a question?

You already have.

Does this look real to you?

Jesus Christ, Albert,

get that thing out of my car.

I bought it for 20.

I wanna know if

they ripped me off.

Well I don't know.

Why don't you go on to

a field, pull the pin

and if it blows your half

brain Cajun ass to bits

you'll know it's real.

Well that's not very nice.

What gray fuckery is this?

This is the way

you told me to go.

Well does he just

expect me to walk?

[Albert] We could

drive up if you like.

Ah f*** it, I'll walk.

[Albert] You sure?

That's fine.

I just wish the prick

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