Dead Draw Page #3

Come on, Mack.

Your ice cream's melting.

I beg

You darling please come home

I love you more than

any words can tell

If the ice falls on our dreams

Pardons it to melt away

We'll be happy evermore

in the garden of dreams

Sun the moon

like us are lovers

- You find anything?

- Place is empty.

- Not a f***ing trace.

- Call Ms. Parker.

- Not yet.

- Not yet.

This man's f***ing dead.

Okay, she's the only

one that can help us.

- I thinking the

same damn thing.

- How'd Ms. Parker

find out about the job?

- She don't say.

- She don't say.

She found out from somebody?

My guess is whoever

told Ms. Parker

about this job set us up.

- That's a big assumption.

- Is it?

I don't think so.

I mean it's not just us they're

f***ing with here, right?

Ms. Parker's money's

in those bags too.

- Make the call.

- Tell her what?

- The truth.

- Oh, you think

she's gonna help.

There's a dead body.

She's gonna be packing her bags

while I'm on the phone on

a flight within the hour

drinking Mai Tai's on the

beach till the heat blows.

- Hey, don't be a p*ssy.

- Yeah, it's the

only play we got.

Do it.

- I thought no

cellphones were allowed

at 40,000 feet.

- I'm sorry.

- For what?

- For leaving the way I did.

- You're not on the plane.

- We had a hiccup.

- A hiccup what

the hell does that mean?

- Our pilot's dead.

- And the take?

- We still got it.

- Why are you calling me?

- I need a way out.

I thought...

I thought you could help.

- You thought wrong.

- Sarah, who gave you the job.

- You think this was on my end?

- I just need to make sure

it's not one of my guys.

- I warned you about this.

- I know you did.

- The rat's on your end.

Find him then we'll talk.

- Well.

- Well, what?

It's like I said.

- What does that mean?

What the f*** does that mean?

- We're not getting

help not from her.

We're on our own.

- Bullshit that's

f***ing bullshit.

- Dallas, easy.

- It's what she does,

self-preservation.

- What?

What the f***?

Are you f***ing kidding me, man?

You're gonna defend

her with that bullshit.

It was her job from the start.

We got close to

25 mil over there

including her f***ing take,

and she's not gonna stick

her neck out for what?

Self-preservation?

Are you f***ing kidding me?

- Oh, you think she's in on it?

Is that what you think?

- Dallas has got a point.

It's a big take.

- Don't tell me that cold b*tch

wouldn't burn us to take it all.

- She wouldn't burn no one.

- What are you

calling me a liar?

- Yeah, I'm calling you a liar.

- I'm not.

- Alright enough.

This is how sh*t

starts going side ways.

We start pointing

fingers, then guns.

Pretty soon sh*t gets bloody

and we can't afford that.

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