Family Plot Page #4

In fact, everyone's

going to be looking

for a tall woman.

Aside from

complaining a lot,

what have you been

doing with yourself

lately?

Oh, nothing much.

Picking up a ransom,

that sort of thing.

Did you see anyone,

uh, we know?

Two men who look

like police and a third

who just had to be F.B.I.

You mix with

the nicest people.

Beats housework.

Did you say

anything to them?

Not a syllable.

Now, you see, honey?

I told you you could learn

to keep your mouth shut,

if you tried.

Look who's here.

Mm. Has anyone seen

a tall, blonde woman

around here lately?

Gone, poof!

Who needs her?

I do. At least

one more time.

Let me put that

there, darlir.

Mr. Constantine has

left us some wine.

I don't think he likes

the imported stuff.

Uh... It was probably

my veal parmesan.

- I'm afraid I overcooked it.

- He likes eating in a room

with a view, that's all.

You know how fussy

rich people are.

Don't forget

to empty that out.

Don't you think emptying

a chemical toilet...

is below the dignity

of a jewel collector?

- The wages of sin, Arthur.

- I'll do it tomorrow.

Never put off till tomorrow...

what you can empty out tonight.

B*tch.

Arthur, what's

Amsterdam like?

Oh, lots of canals.

Lots of wizened old men...

with sharp eyes,

sitting around cutting

big stones into little ones.

You'll see.

I don't know what's

come over me tonight.

I'm tingling all over.

I told you about danger,

didn't I?

First it makes you sick.

Then, when

you get through it,

it makes you very,

very loving.

Darling, is it...

Hmm?

It was all too easy.

It's frightening.

Brilliant planning.

They don't have

a single lead to follow.

What about the ketamine

we stuck him with?

Well, if Doctor Vogel

didn't miss it six months ago

when I had my wisdom tooth out,

he's not gonna

miss it now.

Don't finish up in there.

Let's go to bed.

Tired?

Mm-mm.

Tingling all over.

How'd I ever let you

get me into all this?

I thought I fell

in love with you because

I needed some stability.

Well, I guess you're just

a bad judge of character.

Where'd you put

the diamond, dear?

Where everyone can see it.

You didn't.

I did.

Are you gonna tell me where?

You'll have

to torture me first.

Oh!

I intend to.

In a few minutes.

Now, with all due

respect to the F.B.I. And

the Bureau of Inspectors,

I have

no time to play games.

Now, lest we forget,

gentlemen, I have been away

from this desk forcibly.

I've got a lot

of work to catch up on.

Now, how many more

times we gonna go through

this goddamn thing?

Until we come up with

something, Mr. Constantine.

That's a hell of a way

to solve a kidnapping.

Mr. Constantine, you're not

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