8 Million Ways to Die Page #3

We 90 up to your place?

- My place?

- Your place.

Ok

one more thing.

What's that?

Another banana daiquiri to go.

Please.

Where did you get my name?

God, you are so nosy.

This is it.

You are a cop, right?

Ex-cop.

Detective actually, sheriff's department.

And now you go around fixing things?

That's one way to put it.

No if it's a leaky faucet,

or requires a bail bondsman.

I'm real good at major felonies

including my own.

Well this is nothing like that.

I hear you have influence

with certain people.

And I want you to talk to them.

I'll pay you $5,000.

To talk?

To talk.

Do you know what I do?

Yeah, you are a hooker.

Yeah... you're right.

I got to go to the bathroom.

Sunny.

Hi, this is Matt...

Phone's ringing.

I am not at home right now.

Leave your name number and time you called

I'll get back to you...

I am here.

I'm here.

Daddy, what are you so mad about?

Oh, nothing honey, the phone.

It's a little late for you to be calling, isn't it'?

Give me a break, it's only 11:30 and

we don't have school tomorrow.

And what are you going to do?

Go riding with you.

- Oh geez. I won't, I mean I didn't...

- Matthew?

What time?

Could you come here a minute please?

How about 8 o'clock in the morning?

Matthew? How long has this been going on?

Matthew?

She sounds like a real wuss, daddy.

Yes, I know.

I mean...

- Honey, I'm gonna see you in the morning, alright?

- I love you.

Ok, I love you too...Bye bye.

What's the problem sunny?

Oh, no problem.

I want to show you something.

The street light makes my

p*ssy hair glow in the dark.

Cotton candy... the glow

I'll show you.

Not only you are a whore, you are a

dump whore. Here.

What in your experience

tells you a man is

more reliable because

he's going to f*** you?

Well that's just what I've always done...

Predictable is not reliable.

Stop-

whether it's for money or not, getting

f***ed is usually getting f***ed.

This whole thing is making me

very f***ing nervous sunny!

I want you to spit it out

or you are out the door.

You are out of here.

No, don't... please don't.

Please don't.

Level with me!

I promise, I'll tell you everything, ok?

I don't want to be a whore any more

and I am afraid to tell chance.

You have to talk to him for me.

He will listen to you.

You can tell him you love me

tell him you're crazy about me.

You can tell him that we

want to get married. Yes,

tell him we're going

to get married, please.

Come on, I'm gonna

call him on the phone.

No, you can't tell

him on the phone.

I'll go over there then,

come on, let's go.

No, I can't go over there,

I am scared of chance.

Please let me stay here.

It's safer for me, ok?

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