Saint John of Las Vegas Page #2

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1970 Buick Wildcat,

mint condition.

The owner...

a Miss Tasty D. Lite...

says she was rear-ended

in the desert

outside of Vegas.

Virgil is gonna go

investigate the claim,

and I want you

to go with him.

I can't.

Uh, I... don't like Vegas.

You don't like Vegas?

How can you not like

Las Vegas?

I mean, it's not that

I don't like it.

Then why did you say

you didn't like it?

So...

the car is totaled.

$17,000.

Apparently, she's

confined to a wheelchair.

She's also filed

$180,000 in lost wages.

What do you think

our Miss D. Lake does

in order to justify

$180,000 in lost wages?

I was gonna say...

sounds like a stripper name.

Yeah, that's right.

She's a stripper.

John, I have a phrase...

"Up or out."

Out? Did I...

I want you

to move up...

all the way to

Level 6 Adjuster.

A corner office,

a space in

the parking structure.

Some serious stuff.

Would I get, uh...

money?

Whoa! Hey! Wow.

We just ordered

cocktails.

You gotta

get me drunk

before you start

to molest me.

[Chuckling]

This feels right,

doesn't it?

You didn't belong

in claims handling.

I mean, some people...

Jill. You know Jill.

She sits

right next to you.

What's she gonna do

besides claims handling?

She's very good.

Really fast with

the computer system.

Oh, sure.

She's great.

And she's

a wild woman.

If you know

what I mean.

You know

what she loves?

A good hair-pulling.

Mmm! Ow!

[Chuckling]

I'm serious.

You should try it.

I'm kidding!

No, I'm not.

[Laughs]

All right.

Good luck, boys.

Wait a minute.

Am I making a mistake?

Don't answer.

The S.F.C. form.

The Suspected Fraudulent

Claims Referral form.

Be sure to fill it out.

And... welcome to fraud.

It's one hell of a ride.

Jill?

Hey. How'd it go?

Are you

and Mr. Townsend...

He said he...

[Telephone rings]

Townsend Insurance. May I

have your claim number, please?

It's none of

my business, but...

[Telephone rings]

JILL:
Thank you for calling

Townsend Insurance.

Can I have your

claim number, please?

We leave in five.

Can we stop

by my house first?

I don't have clothes.

No.

See you in five.

Hey.

[# Sonya Spence:

I love You So]

# I don't know why #

# I love you so #

# No, I don't know why... #

[Thunder]

Wow, it's coming down.

So, how'd you

get into this?

Was there, like,

a course in college?

Is that an S.F. C?

Yeah. I don't...

Mr. Townsend

gave it to me.

JOHN:
Where are we?

The vehicle was

reported a total loss.

The driver,

Miss D. Lite,

authorized the local company

to bring the car here.

We're nowhere near Vegas. Why

would somebody bring the car here?

This place is like the

Swiss Bank of auto parts.

When a car is classified

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