Happy Tears Page #5

and he- he deals with that.

What-

What kind of art?

Right?

Contemporary.

lt's kind of hard to explain.

lt's- If you look at it-

lf you look at it,

you don't really understand it.

You have to know a lot

about other kinds of art

in order to...to get it.

Otherwise, it's just, like- it's-

You sure got the body

to marry a rich guy.

Thanks.

You make me sound like a gold digger.

What are you laughing at?

You, too. You got a rocking body.

How come you didn't?

Because she fell in love with a f*ggot.

He likes to call him that

because Laurent enjoys

cooking and gardening.

And because he waves

his hands around like a f*ggot.

But he's not.

Not at all.

He's a masseur.

Wow.

Well, it's good to have

all my girls around...

together.

l'm going to go to work.

Bye, baby.

Love you.

She's had two kids,

but she's still real tight.

Joe.

Can't even use this.

Hey, you forgot something.

You'll be needing that,

right? For work.

l'm a king bee

That's good.

Be my queen bee

Be my queen

Queen bee

Be my queen

l'm a king bee

And l'm buzzing around your hive

l'll put you back, baby

lf you let me come inside

Yeah.

Jackson's coming.

Here?

Yeah.

Good. Good for him.

Can buzz all night long

Oh, my God. We can't sell the house.

The buried treasure.

Please, you're killing me.

Why?

There is no treasure.

- Daddy-

- Stop.

Stop idealizing this man.

Daddy.

Daddy!

king...

You know the treasure?

The buried treasure?

Quiet, pumpkin.

Where did you bury it?

You know where.

But where? Exactly where?

What are you, the FBl?

lt's gold.

Some temple treasure.

How many times have you

seen this clunker?

Death, the eternal punishment...

for anyone who opens this casket.

ln the name of Amon-Ra,

the king of the gods.

Good heavens, what a terrible curse.

Well, let's see what's inside.

Wait. You'll break the curse.

We recognize your mastery

of the occult sciences, Miller...

So sad she never got to go there.

Anywhere.

Mallory. What a sweetie.

But she'd die of fright on an airplane.

l don't think so.

She talked a good game,

but she'd never go.

She had her little cowboy, didn't she?

Yeah.

Wear this around your neck.

Want me to turn the TV om

and go to bed?

No, l'll wait up for your mother.

Death, in the name of Amon-Ra,

the king of the gods.

$75, $175,,

$2,300.

Oh, Daddy.

Hello.

Oh, sh*t.

Oh, God. You scared

the sh*t out of me, girl.

lt's 4:
30 in the morning.

You got a big problem with me,

don't you?

Yeah, you bet l do, girl.

You're using my father.

That's right. Yeah.

Well, it's not nice.

l like your father.

He is a total freak.

What are you after?

What do you think l'm after?

Money.

And a place to live.

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