The Devil's Dolls Page #2
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-That's my daughter, Chloe.
She's a jewelry designer.
And I think she is having
a sale. Two dollars?
- Got a sweatshop goin', huh?
- Obviously.
-Do you have this in a set?
-I'm sorry, just the one.
-That's a shame.
for his study.
- I can make some calls
and see if I can find...
-No, that... that's okay.
- Listen,
give me your name and email
I'll let you know when we get
more like that.
Okay?
- Thank you.
- Of course.
-There you go.
-I'll take one.
Alright.
How's that look, Chloe?
- Chloe-bear,
you've got a customer.
Chloe?
Baby, where did you get
those things?
Chloe?
It's okay, baby. It's okay.
-What happened, seizure?
- It's okay, baby, just...
Just listen to mommy's voice.
Remember, it'll go away.
- Hey, Chloe,
did you make these?
This is so cool.
Can I buy it from you?
Yeah?
- Bye.
- Feel better.
-Chloe, you're a hit.
-That was a tough one.
- Hey, can you go solo
for a bit?
- I'm gonna take her home.
- Yeah, yeah, of course.
-Go home, baby?
- Forgotten how ugly
that wall was.
You okay?
72 today.
to Disneyworld?
Happiest place on earth.
- It was supposed
to be Amy, too.
Three years ago, I said,
after I catch this guy..
We can..
Whatever.
I never..
Told you this
'cause I was too ashamed.
The day we found
Tyler Richardson's body
Amy made me promise
to come home early.
Well, we found Tyler..
Got home around 2 AM
walked in, Amy and Chloe
are asleep on the couch.
"Happy Birthday, Chloe Bear"
banner on the mantle.
Presents and cake..
I remember this bastard's
birthday every year.
I forgot my own daughter's.
Anyway.
Amy woke up when I walked in.
We just stared at each other.
Neither one of us said anything.
Guess that's when we knew
it was over.
God, I f***ed it up.
-Yeah, you did.
-Here, really?
-Just do it.
- Wouldn't you feel more
comfortable buying this?
- Hey,
I've gotta do the hard part.
-Are you sure?
What is it, babe?
-It's a lot to take in.
-It's gonna be okay.
-That'll be $9.94.
Son? $9.94.
Cash or charge, son?
Hey, are you alright?
-Mom, can I have my blanket?
-Of course.
-I miss daddy.
-Come on, Buddy.
-There you go.
-What's wrong, mommy?
-Nothing, baby.
Hey, do you know
who became a professional
jewelry designer today?
You did.
When you sell something,
that makes you a professional.
I am so proud of you.
You know, Aunt Becca says
she's gonna wear hers every day.
You know, maybe you and I
should be business partners.
-Can I be the boss?
-Yes, you can be the boss.
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