A Fork in the Road Page #3

Yeah, Marty. -You already in

bag bodies. You even know,

how good when

I can get you.

What are you doing?

-You b*tch.

Do you think is all right?

Yeah.

Safety tape.

All right. I don't wanna stay

any longer then I have to.

So, you go in and you write

the room in Marty's name.

What is there

somebody I know him?

If you can shut the guy,

drag him into the hole and burry him,

you can rent the motel room.

Hurry, close the trunk.

Shut up! You will talk,

when we will be ready for listen.

I'm not the only one. They

just one he took of me.

Where you get them?

-In the trunk.

He have lots of them.

But how they get

into your car?

That's is not my car,

it's his car.

We're driving his car? -Why

can't take it if he lives us car?

Yeah, but it not given to me.

You need it a car,

I can't give you mine.

How can explain this to Carl.

Here, just let me

show you something.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

They were all taken

in the same motel.

Actually, they were

taken in the same room.

Look at this. Is the same

bed, the same wall,

the same picture over the bed. You

know where this motel is? -No.

Oh, my God. That's Carol Ramzy.

She's a friend of mine.

And Ann... this one is a checker

abursin. They know her to.

This is a picture of you.

-Oh, God.

Even if you get rid of all this,

his probably kind of store them

in computer somewhere.

Look at this.

Jesus, a lot of women here.

Look at all those numbers.

It's probably how much

must to paying him.

It's kind of scary, I think.

-I think, I can kill him now.

No, no.

Look, look.

If he tail's on you,

you tail on him.

This book and this photos,

you kind a big time,

you can put him

away for years.

And what about me?

What'll happened with all others

women? What'll happens

when all this comes out?

Can you just focus on you

first, all right, and me?

I get some food,

you stay with him.

I'm not staying here with him by

myself. -I'm not gonna call with him.

He's your problem. I have

enough at my own, thank you.

How do I know

you'll come back?

How do I know you will not

call the cops, as soon as

I walk out the door?

-What if he gets loose?

I think, is not

go anywhere now.

Feel better?

Yeah.

I'll be back in

half of hour, OK?

What do you want?

-I don't care.

You got to eat something.

I'm not hungry.

-Yeah, but you gonna be hungry

and I don't want to stop again.

I want out of here in two hours.

Then get me a salad.

What kind a dress on?

-No, dress on.

I'm not gonna back

for salad dresser.

Well, then get me a sari

thousand alen and sari buchy

that one is crmy Italian.

Why you just make

up your mind now?

I mix them all together.

Well, you'll not get you

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