Eating Raoul Page #6

in every way I can.

But I have to be sure you'll comply

with the bank's wishes.

Ten thousand dollars

is a great deal of money.

The bank has nothing

to worry about.

It'll get everything

that's coming to it.

It's just the bank wants to see

what it's getting into.

If I could just, sort of, poke around

in your safety deposit box.

Stop it, you pervert!

You're like everybody else!

- Mr. Leech!

- Are you all right, Mr. Leech?

I rejected this woman's loan

on grounds of insufficient credit.

In desperation, she made advances

to me, which I repulsed.

- Liar!

- Get her out of here, Thomas.

Never mind about the police.

She's upset.

Pervert! Hypocrite! Rapist! Psycho!

You swinger, you!

You're letting that woman go?

Gosh, Mr. Leech,

you're such a good man.

Thank you, Miss Adams.

Have I told you about the party

I'm giving this weekend?

- Paul?

- Yeah.

- He didn't buy?

- Buy?

He stole all six bottles.

Did you get the loan?

No. The creep tried to put

the make on me.

People are pigs.

How do they get away with it?

Why should they live so well when

good people like us get shafted?

I don't know. The next person

who puts his hands on me...

...is gonna get shafted right back.

Mary, honey?

- What?

- My back hurts.

- Would you walk on it for me?

- Sure.

- Hi, Doris.

- What are you doing here? Get out!

I didn't blow your cover

at the hospital.

- Mary, who is this guy?

- He's a patient from the hospital.

Nobody? I got money.

You want big bucks? I got them.

I don't mind paying cash for gash

as long as it's class.

- What do you think you're doing?

- You knew I was into rape fantasies.

- Mister, get off her! Are you crazy?

- I told you. I can't wait.

Listen, don't worry about it.

You can have her back

just as soon as I'm finished.

Dynamite!

Charge!

- Paul! Paul!

- I know you're acting.

You'll get so hot, you'll burn a hole

right through the couch.

- Get off me!

- Jesus, you're so...

- Are you all right?

- Goddamn swinger.

- Dead.

- Good.

Paul, there's nearly $500 here.

These swinger-types

always seem to have money.

Well, now it's ours.

You want his watch?

Thanks.

Do you realize that we have made

almost $ 1000 in two days, tax-free?

Just by killing people.

Horrible, sex-crazed maniacs

that nobody in the world would miss.

I wonder how much we could make

if we really put our minds to it.

- What do you mean?

- This city is full of rich perverts.

If somehow we could

get them to come here...

But, Mary, why would they?

We'd have to lure them with...

Sex.

But you wouldn't really have to...?

I mean, you wouldn't actually

do anything?

Of course not.

The minute they try anything dirty...

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