Down the Shore Page #2

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Okay, this.

Paper.

Here.

Okay, this is...

certificate of marriage.

- Wedding, you know?

- Oh.

It's nice.

And this...

this is the letter,

the testament.

I want you read.

- Basically--

- It's in French.

Yes.

It says, it says that I own

half of the house

on 3rd Street.

I think, yes.

- This house?

- Yes, yes.

She left you half

of this house.

Yes, her half of the house.

My house.

Our house.

I promised her to take

only the half...

was her, you know?

That's-- that's what it say.

Not right now, okay, sweetie?

What's your name?

I forgot.

- Jacques.

- Jacques.

- Yeah.

- Jacques.

- Jacques.

- Jacques.

You can call me Jack, yeah?

- Easy.

- Jack and Jill went up the hill.

Jack and Jill went up the hill.

- Marty, no.

- Jack and Jill went up--

Yeah.

You play the harmonica, Jack?

No, but you can teach me.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

Very good, yeah.

So what do you want?

Money?

No.

I'm here for work.

- Work?

- Yes, Susan say that...

uh, we can be

a good team.

- You and me.

- Yeah? Why's that.

Kids love me.

- Yeah.

- Yeah.

What am I gonna do

about this guy?

Put him to work.

And I gotta live

with this a**hole?

Why would she do this?

Hey.

Mommy likes Bailey a lot, huh?

Yeah.

They're best friends.

- You know why?

- Why?

They grew up together.

My mom lived in

that house next door...

when she was a little girl.

And now we come over

to make sure

the furnace doesn't explode.

Her name was

Mary O'Connell.

And she lived

with Grandpa O'Connell.

And he died.

He's gone already.

He owned the hot dog stand

at the roller coaster.

I know it

'cause my dad owns it.

He owns everything

in the amusement park.

He owns the roller coaster...

and the bumper cars...

and the Tilt-a-Whirl...

and the Tornado.

Your dad must be

a rich man, eh?

Yeah.

We live in a...

mansion.

- Wow.

- Yeah.

But he doesn't like hot dogs.

I love hot dogs.

Me, too.

I can eat a hundred hot dogs.

Wow.

How many hot dogs

can you eat?

Don't tell to anybody,

but I can eat 101.

Maybe my mom

will let us get some.

Oh, yeah.

- I'll ask her.

- Wait.

Mom?

Can Jack and I get a hot dog?

Uh, maybe later, sweetie.

Jack wants a hot dog!

I've had it with this French f***.

- Come on.

- Wait, wait, wait.

Bailey, Bailey, Bailey.

Hold up.

What?

What if he's tellin'

the truth, huh?

What if this really is

what Susan wanted?

Come on, it's bullshit.

He's coning us.

I mean, look at him.

He could be in pain,

too, you know.

Yeah, poor him.

He's probably in there trying

to figure out how to get rid of me,

take the whole f***ing house.

F***.

Be careful with it, okay?

Name it.

Did you-- okay,

you gotta name it.

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