Life of Crime Page #4

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I was really so tired.

I'm so sorry, Mom.

Frank had a meeting at the

club and he missed his flight.

I don't understand.

Why didn't you just come down with Bo?

Tidying up and doing the house.

It's nice to have

a little break actually.

And Bo's so thin.

Doesn't he eat anything?

He's eating. You know,

he's been playing a lot of tennis.

He's all set

up in the guest room.

How is Bo?

Oh, he's fine.

He said something happened with your car.

Oh, nothing. Just,

somebody crashed into it,

but no one was in the car,

so it's all good.

So, were Dad and Frank

up all night talking?

Frank? No. He's not here.

We offered to drive

him to the airport

in the morning,

but he didn't want to.

He said it was too much trouble.

He was on the 7:
00

shuttle to Freeport.

He said we'd just get home

and have to drive him back.

So why bother?

Yeah, well, you know Frank.

He doesn't...

Everything's fine.

Okay.

I don't understand.

Why didn't you just come down with Bo?

Why don't you ever call?

I've always wondered.

I have so much to do here.

You never call Dad.

Okay, I'm putting away some groceries,

so I'm gonna go.

I love you. Give my love to Bo.

I will, dear.

I'll talk to you later.

Okay. Bye.

It's okay.

You're all right.

- What happened?

- Let's go.

Aw, sh*t, she don't have

any shoes on. She's bleeding.

She don't

need no shoes. Let's go.

All right. Come on.

If you want money,

my purse is on the table. I have...

Get down.

Are you expecting somebody?

My husband is coming

home. He's...

No. Ain't your husband.

Come on, get up.

Get up. MICKEY:
Ah!

Come on. Go upstairs. Let's go.

Ouch.

Last step. Here you go.

Keep moving.

Keep your mouth shut.

It's all right. Go. Ah.

Turn around. Sit.

Frank?

Frank?

You on your trip?

F***.

Sh*t.

Ouch.

Oh, God.

Hold still.

Ah! Ow!

Got it.

Shh! Not a peep.

Did somebody say they

wanted an ice-cold martini?

What the heck?

Marshall?

Oh! Sh*t.

It's just him?

Just him.

Who the f*** is this?

Marshall.

Who the f*** is that?

Listen. He's gonna

wake up at some point.

I know that.

So we call the husband,

tell him not to call the cops.

It doesn't matter,

this guy's already been here.

Correct.

Dawson comes home, finds him,

he's gotta call the cops.

So, what are you saying?

We just quit? Just leave?

No.

We're this far.

We take her.

There, step up. Step up! Ah.

Up. There you go.

There you go. Step.

Almost there.

Keep going. Three more.

Go on. Oh, God.

Turn around. Sit.

When you hear the door close,

you can take the mask off.

I'll come up later

and bandage your foot.

Excuse me. No talking.

Need to use the bathroom,

knock on the door

and put your mask back on.

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