Ray Meets Helen Page #2

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I'm alone in a life

of so many people.

No family or true friends.

After plenty of bad days, I

should be ready for a good one.

- Don't you think?

- Please leave me

- Please leave me

where you found me.

No need to tell anyone.

Help yourself to

whatever I have.

My gift to you.

Whoever you are.

I am at the guarded district

where an armored vehicle

crashed last night,

spreading $250,000

throughout the area.

- Get those two bozos

behind the tape.

And keep everybody back there.

- Yes, sir.

- Now!

- Detective Dukes, I'm

with Mutual Insurance.

- This is an

investigative scene, pug.

Stand right over there.

Stand over there.

I want three POs down the way,

I want two POs on

this intersection.

- We only got the two.

That's all they could send.

- Those jack offs.

ID.

- Listen, I just saw--

- No, you listen.

You will not impede

police operation.

Any violation and you

will be dealt with, hard.

- Sure, but I just saw--

- I said listen.

That means don't talk.

ID.

Horrible picture.

Report all your movements

to Detective Brank

and make sure you

report them accurately,

once you go for your

waistband, get shot.

- Boo.

- Hey, mister, mister.

- Please return to your seat.

- No, I want to get off.

- Next stop, Kirkland County.

- You want to

talk to these guys?

- What guys?

- Right on the sidewalk.

- They're not

bothering anybody, why?

- They're wearing masks.

- We're all wearing

masks, Brank.

- Excuse me, ma'am.

Ray O'Callahan, Great

Mutual Insurance.

It's a temp ID.

- Mm-hm.

Bad crash?

- Yeah.

- Wind, rain,

all that loose mail

blowing in the air?

Bought some gifts for the

little ones on the block

with the bill I found.

But this is worth the same.

Or call Uncle Sam.

- You keep that, ma'am.

- Belongs to your company.

- Uh, you spend it

on the little ones.

We don't need it.

- Then why come around?

- What?

- Am I speaking

with Raymond O'Callahan?

- Yeah, that's me.

- This is

Empire Hospital

regarding a blood test result.

- Well, is it serious?

- This is

the appointment desk.

I don't know.

- Well, who does know?

- Sir, it's urgent.

Spell your last name.

- O'Callahan, O, apos--

- Hold on.

- No, no, don't put me on hold.

Sh*t.

- Whoa.

Do you know this?

- Taxi.

- Swanky.

- Yeah, that's a restaurant.

You're across the street here.

- How much?

- 40 even.

- $40?

- Yeah, and

that's American, not pesos.

- Here.

- Oh, gee, thanks, now I

can get that operation.

- Oh my God, Mary, Mary.

Oh, baby, tell

me we're through

How could I think

that I'm losing you

You say you love me,

you say we gotta meet

How could I be so

wrong, I'm never wrong

How could I be so wrong

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