Ulee's Gold Page #3

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I think she split up with some guy.

She asked us to look out for her.

Thought you met her

just a couple of days ago.

No.

I told Jimmy she surprised us then.

You know, when she showed up like that,

all messed up at the bar, I mean.

Cream?

I suppose you had to keep her drugged.

Well, we didn't know how to stop her.

Most folks would've

just called the police.

- Jimmy's lucky to have good friends.

- Yeah, that's right.

But she's too much for us, Mr. Jackson.

- That's why we had to call Jimmy.

- Yeah.

That and something else.

What does that mean?

There are some things you don't

want to discuss on the phone.

You know, especially to somebody in jail.

Why don't you go there then

and talk to Jimmy personal?

Well, me and Ferris, you know,

we seem pretty blessed with luck...

as far as the law is concerned, but...

we're not gonna do something

as dumb as actually go inside...

where folks could check us out and such.

So?

So, telling someone

that his wife is sick...

Well, that's safe enough on the phone.

You know, that brings a messenger...

someone who can deliver

more special, private information.

Don't get me and Ferris

wrong here, Mr. Jackson.

We're real glad

to have found Helen here...

and to be a part of getting her

to her home and her kin.

Yeah, she's a sweet piece of ass...

even if she is a mother.

Shut up, Ferris.

This goes back to that last job

the three of us did together.

Now, the laws claim that there

was an extra shipment, 100 grand.

You might remember that Jimmy said

he knew nothing about it.

Well, we believed him.

We figured the laws were just setting up

some sort of insurance scam.

Ancient history, Eddie.

You should get on with your life.

You tell Jimmy...

that a little bird told us otherwise.

Since he's gonna be in there

for a while yet...

we figure we could make

good use of that money.

Invest it and such till he gets out.

I won't have anything to do

with Jimmy's crap, Eddie.

You want to give me Helen, fine.

Eddie, what do we...

Shut up, Ferris.

- I don't think you quite understand.

- Save it, Eddie.

I think I better get going.

Call him off, Eddie.

This isn't helping anything.

Are we listening now, Mr. Jackson?

You want a message delivered.

We want the money.

Helen's gonna take some time.

I've got a lot of work to do

before I get back to Jimmy.

I don't care what you say.

Take a week.

You have that money back here in one week.

You tell Jimmy we don't fancy

going back to "Wewa"...

but we will.

And we'll come after all y'all.

Do you understand?

You bet.

Where are her things?

I got a long drive ahead, and I'd just

as soon do it while she's out of it.

Ferris, grab her other arm.

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