Another Stakeout Page #3

gentlemen, nothing had better happen to his house.

- So no wipin' your boogers on the sofa.

- Don't say boogers!

- It's a habit ya have to break.

- What's the matter...

Your cover is you're renting the

judge's house for a month of vacation.

As what, friends or lovers?

We think you'll be able

to pass for father and son.

What, are you kidding me?

- Uh-uh.

- Dad?

- No way! Just stop it right now.

- Papa!

- And I'll be going with you?

- Really? As my granddaughter?

- No, your wife.

- My wife?

- Your second wife actually.

- Look, boss, this is not...

Detective!

I'm the boss.

- You're the...

- Yes, Detective, I am the boss.

Okay, this is a joke, right?

Okeydoke.

I'll see ya later.

- Uh, Daddy?

- Don't start with that crap.

- I'm just practicing.

- Oh, practice your prayers, pal.

Come on, come on.

Just try calling me "son"just once.

- You're really getting off on this one. The dad thing.

- Hello, son.

The thing with the dad and the son

thing. This is a big chuckle, right?

- We have to be able to talk.

- Eat me. How's that?

Does Maria let you

talk to her like that?

I'm my own man. When you're all grown

up, you'll understand what that means.

- Hey, Ray. What are you doin'?

- Chris.

Helpin' my sister out.

Sorry, nothin' personal.

"Nothing personal"?

Maria!

- Get out!

- What the hell is going on here?

- I said, "Get out."

- I know what you said.

Then do it

and take your stuff!

Maria, talk to me.

Maria.

- Are you throwing me out?

- Yes!

- What the hell is wrong?

- Nothing your leaving won't cure.

Did I miss a couple of pages? Exactly

what is it I'm supposed to have done?

- You came home.

- I always come home. It's what I do before I go back to work.

Well, I am saving you

a trip.

Could we go back

a couple of steps?

Not that many either.

Just like last night.

Remember? I came home, we had dinner,

we made love, we went to sleep.

In the morning, I got up and went

to work. Now did I miss something?

Ooh!

I'm leaving.

When I come back, I want you gone.

No, not until

you tell me why.

Because I'm tired of wanting

something I'm not gonna get.

- You're happy. I'm not.

- Oh, Maria, we have been over this.

Don't bother, I don't want

to hear the reasons anymore.

Marriage doesn't work in my family. My

parents, my sisters, my brothers, aunts.

Everybody got divorc... If we got

married, that would be the end of this.

What do you think

this is?

- Maria. Maria, we love each other.

- Move!

Why do you want to ruin the whole

thing for a goddamn piece of paper?

Get out of my way,

you a**hole!

I am not leaving.

Do you hear me? I am not leaving!

I'm willing to work this out.

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