Knockaround Guys Page #3

to our fathers...

we're nothin'

but a couple of errand boys.

Sh*t. Sometimes l think

l ought to change my name.

No, l need the name.

Gets me laid once a week...

at least.

-Hey, Johnny Marbles.

-Matty.

-Scarpa.

-What's up?

Almost bent my plane

on this Jet up there.

Just dodged a goddamn Aer Lingus

air bus. Irish bastards!

Why don't you stop flyin'

this bottom feeder...

upgrade your pilot's rating

to Jets?

Sign me up.

Fly all over the world...

work in a stewardess-rich

environment.

What l really need

is a shot with your father.

I'm serious. Would you

talk to him for me?

Tell him it's been a year since

anything's been up my nose.

OIK, ten months, but l'm ready.

I'm locked down.

-You ready to go, or what?

-Yeah. Where's Taylor?

I got nothing for you,

my friend.

I checked the meter

on my machines.

Now, they've had plenty of play.

I gave you that key

so you could borrow a little...

float yourself for a few days.

But half that money is mine,

and l want it.

What can l tell you, Taylor?

l run a business here.

I have expenses.

If l'm not paying fast enough

for you, turn 'em off.

Take them out of the store.

What the f*** are you doing?

Are you crazy?

They're your own

f***ing machines!

Don't do this to me, por favor.

The milk guy's getting paid...

the potato chip guy's

getting paid...

the beer guy's getting paid...

every-f***ing-body's

getting paid...

and you look through me?!

You f***!

I got it, l got it.

It's right here.

Hey, Teddy. Good to see you.

Hey, Deserve, we were

Just talking about you.

Look at him. Teddy Deserve.

Guy gets kissed more

than a mezuzah.

I'll see you later.

One day, Taylor, you're gonna be

walking in here with Teddy.

Nah. He'll use me

when it suits him...

and he knows l'll do the work.

But l don't get

carried away with it.

My mother's a Jew, and you know

what that means to them.

I saw your bit

on the handball court...

you know,

talking about being ready.

-You meant that sh*t, right?

-Yeah.

'Cause we've been down

this road before, Matty.

I was twelve years old, Teddy.

How long are you going to keep

holding that against me, huh?

Time to move past it.

You think so?

-F***ing-A.

-So do l.

And l told your father that.

You did?

Remember the problem

we were talking about?

-Shortages?

-Right.

Georgie Yarkus out in Spokane...

is floating your father

some wood for a short term.

Got to go get it,

but we got nobody we can trust.

We're still hashing out

the details...

-but you could be involved.

-Yeah?

I done what l could, Matty.

It's on you to convince him.

I'll see you later at the hall.

Hey, look alive.

-Evening, Matty.

-How you doing, man?

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