The Good Thief Page #2

He set me up here,

said I could pay him back weekly.

- Does he charge interest?

- What's that?

Never mind.

- All your worldly belongings in there?

- Yes.

- Where will you sleep tonight?

- Somewhere.

- You want to come to my place?

- Yes.

Don't worry. You got a home.

Get in.

You must have a rich family.

- I can't complain.

- What do you do?

- Ministry of Agriculture.

- What?

Protection of the horse of France.

Seriously, I love horses.

I'd have sacrificed everything...

my time, my money, my life...

- Isn't that right, Paulo?

- Yeah, that's right.

- It brings in money?

- Never.

Well, I've got to

check my horses.

- Will you be back late?

- Will I be back late, Paulo?

- Never before 6:00.

- Oh.

- I thought that...

- What?

- What did you think?

- You'd stay.

No, no. Why don't you tell Paulo

what you think? Okay?

Hey.

Hey.

Prince of Orange. Number seven.

That's my lucky number.

- How much do you want to put on it?

- Everything I got left.

- 70,000 francs.

- Bob, you're crazy. What if you lose?

I'll have hit rock-bottom.

I'll have to change my ways.

- Place it for me.

- Do it yourself.

Me? Place a bet

like that? Never.

Prince of Orange.

You could do worse.

Oh, you know,

I'm missing a passport.

- And the girl that went with it.

- She's just a kid, Remi.

- Let her have a life.

- I was investing in her future.

Girls are unreliable.

Horses, now, there's an investment.

- Oh, you're going to give me a tip?

- Prince of Orange. 8-1.

I'd stake my life on it,

and let's call it quits.

I'm not

a betting man, Bob.

- But if I was, you know something?

- Try it. It's a blast.

I have to say you owe me one!

- Think it'll make the race?

Why does he have

so much ice cream?

That's all

he can eat sometimes.

- Ah, heroin.

- His lady.

I thought luck

was his lady.

Ah, when one runs out

he turns to the other.

- Why?

- Why?

Who knows?

Why do I want

to kiss your neck?

What about Bob?

What about Bob?

He's given us some space.

Oh. But I thought...

- Are you sorry?

- Okay.

- So. Where to, boss?

- Home.

Don't you want to continue

your winning streak?

- What happened to home?

- Forget about home.

You're going to Monte Carlo.

- Where in Monte Carlo?

- The Casino Riviera.

- You see, Bob, I figure

you needed a reason for living.

- Now that your luck's bottomed out.

- That it has.

- The Casino Riviera...

- Has a safe.

- Yeah.

- 80 million in cash deposits

in a safe on a hydraulic lift.

We've been through it already.

So has everybody from here to Paris.

It's impossible.

- Yeah. But that's not it.

- Besides, I'm just a gambler now.

Oh, since when?

- Since my last six convictions.

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