Christmas Crime Story Page #4

Is that so tough?

Because if it is,

you're free to walk.

And with your propensity for

being the village bicycle

back in the day,

you should have no trouble

hooking up somewhere.

So don't pretend

you're Mother Teresa

and you don't give

a damn about money,

because I know you, Sasha.

And despite your

contempt for me,

I would prefer you

stay because I love you

regardless how

you feel about me.

- You sure know how to show it.

- Don't you think

I wish you loved me the

same way I loved you.

- Meaning what?

- Let's just say you

love your low cut tops

and you're getting

dolled up all the time

but you're not doing it for me.

- So you think I'm screwing

other guys behind your back?

- I just think that you

like looking your best

and I look like a waste of time.

- In a T-shirt.

- It's a heat wave.

You wanna get outta here?

You're always doing that.

- Why didn't you

park in the lot?

- 'Cause I couldn't find a spot.

- You and your old man car.

- Let's not start that again.

- And it looks really bad

when you park on the driveway,

you know?

- What, next to your Lexus?

- It's a Mercedes.

- I'm gonna pretend I

didn't blatantly hear you

dissing my car.

- Would I do that?

- Wait, wait, I've

got a present for you.

- Okay, thank you.

- It's in the trunk.

- Can we go?

Please.

- It's in the trunk.

- Come on, David, I'm sweating.

- Let's open it here.

- I'm gonna get cholera!

Standing in this

Christmas heat wave.

- Christmas heat wave.

You don't get cholera from

heat, you get it from bad water.

- Okay, I will open it, okay?

- You know, I think it's

some of my best work.

- When did you take those?

- I took them last night.

Isn't that something?

Santa came early.

Here, I thought you

weren't the intimate type

Is this one of those

it's-not-me-it's-you things

or it's-not-you-it's-me things,

whatever the f*** it is?

- How could you do that?

- How could I?

How could I?

I'm so glad you asked me that.

I mean, while you were

kissing him in the dark,

I had to open the

aperture to an f-3.5.

The ISO was a b*tch.

- David.

- But I got there--

- David, stop!

- When I told you I loved

you, it wasn't bullshit.

But you never loved me, did you?

Did you?

- Of course I did.

- Past tense.

- I still do.

- Get your hands off me.

I don't know what hurts more.

You lying with a straight face

or me wishing I

could believe you.

- Sorry, babe.

So sorry.

I've been meaning to do

this for a long time.

- You wanna kill me?

You wanna kill me?

You wanna kill me?

Okay, let's go.

- She's done for, buddy.

Snap out of it,

we got work to do.

First things first, okay?

You can't stay out here

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