Empire of the Ants Page #2

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So what? It's free, isn't it?

That's what velma and I like the most.

That's a long time to be with one company.

Not when you consider all the

benefits that can accrue...

Gifts, bonuses, retirement pension.

No wonder you're looking

into land investments.

I wouldn't say that I'm exactly

looking for investments.

Now, don't you worry.

Nobody is going to hustle

you into buying anything.

Dreamland Shores sells itself.

Mmph!

That's not what we came out here for.

Come on.

I must be crazy or something.

I just met you an hour ago

and here I am out in the

woods playing hot fingers.

Loosen up.

Let me go!

Look, I just got out of one married man.

Not with me.

It'll be one of the big

disappointments in my life.

Where you going?

Let go!

Come on.

You know what it's all about, baby.

Let me go, you son of a b*tch!

Relax, relax.

That's it.

I just want to get to know you, that's all.

Ok.

We're gonna be good friends. Aah!

Sh*t!

Ohh! Ohh!

Excuse me.

I was going to ask you if you'd

like to join the entertainment,

but I see you found your own.

Yeah, we were just looking around.

Yeah, we were just looking around.

If you're looking for the

party, it's right down there.

I'm not much for parties.

Besides, I want to talk to you.

It's Dan, isn't it?

What do you want to talk about?

Here. This place.

Dreamland shores.

Look, lady, I told you,

I'm just the boat driver.

I get you here and I get you back.

I don't sell the land, all right?

Exactly, so you shouldn't

care one way or another.

I don't. I don't give a damn.

You see, I want to open a small business.

Maybe an agency for domestic help.

But it's going to take all

the savings I've got,

so I've got to make certain

that I make the best investment possible.

I don't have any opinions about that.

Well, but you'd be honest with me.

Like, this land they're trying to sell us,

is it a good thing?

Or not?

Lady, if you want advice,

would you ask somebody else, please?

I just had a pretty rough

time of it myself.

And I guess if I weren't so

sick of the whole routine,

I'd probably be doing what

you're doing right now.

I beg your pardon?

All this self-pity,

"nobody-gives-a-damn" attitude.

What?

The booze.

Right.

You know, umm when I met you on the boat,

I didn't like you very much.

That's not exactly a surprise.

I don't know.

I guess I thought you were one

of those macho, phony types,

the kind whose brains fall out

every time he unzips his fly.

Say, what is this, group therapy?

Maybe.

I can't afford to make

a mistake, that's all.

I lied to them back there before.

I told them I had a good job,

been working for the same man for 20 years.

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