Crackers Page #2

[ Continues ]

[ Sniffs ]

All right, all right.

That's enough with that noise, eh? Come on.

Hey, Garvey,

she's mine.

Have you read a newspaper lately?

Today's the 16th. She's

been mine for a week now.

I got the money. Clean green, pal.

Twenty-five dollars. It ain't 25.

It is. That's what you gave me for her.

That's what I gave you.

That's not what you give me.

I'm in business. I have to make a profit.

Capisce?

How much profit? Well, read the tag.

[ Clock Cuckooing ]

A hundred and fifty dollars!

Now, look, I know it ain't much,

but they don't want that kind anymore.

You scumbag!

You thievin', low-life, son of

a puke brain, bastard b*tch!

She's mine! Wait a minute.

You want a guitar, I want a burglar alarm.

You put one in that works,

we'll figure something out.

You kidding me? You sleazy,

bloodsucking ditz!

I don't make deals with leeches!

[ Puts Guitar Down ]

Tomorrow for the morning, he does it.

Oh, the hell I will!

I ought to tear your head off

and sh*t down your neck!

Such a sweet kid.

All he needs is a chance.

Is that the way you're gonna go? Of course.

Dillard, you listen to me, okay?

I ain't helping that bastard!

I know. But you said I would.

No, I said you can fix the alarm. Well?

I bet you can fix it good. Que no?

You mean, fix it so's we can get in?

[ Baby Crying ]

You hear anything?

You talking to me? Yeah.

I didn't hear nothing. Baby's crying.

Besides, I don't talk Mexican.

[ Baby Cooing ]

I don't think it's a good

idea. I don't know.

Dillard, you not to worry, okay?

For a city boy lover

Stuck here 'til you come to

your senses You see that?

He don't want to mess with your old man.

Good afternoon.

Good afternoon.

How are you today?

I saw your sign out front.

I thought this might be a good

place to... Hock an adding machine?

Nah, I got three of them in last week.

Top of the line.

Kurnitz? Kurnitz!

[ Laughing ] Oh, boy, am I glad to see you.

Lou Garvey, Jack Kurnitz. My boss.

I told ya he was coming to see me.

Well, when do I start? What do I do?

What are you doing with the adding machine?

[ Continues ]

You said things were gettin' better.

Yeah, well, uh, uh, they got worse. Worse?

What do you mean, worse? [ Garvey ] Worse!

You know, worse?

Come on, Turtle. I need a

little bit of fresh air.

See you tomorrow.

Sh*t. I got to figure out something to do.

I have an idea.

What? Why don't we go get something to eat?

Jesus Christ, Turtle!

You're just like my mother!

It's Thursday? Yeah.

What do we always do? Guacamole?

Well, baby, maybe Mr. Fix-It and I

talk a little business. Maybe? Hmm?

Hey, Slam Dunk, baby. Don't

baby me, you lazy fool.

What the hell am I paying you for?

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