Lost and Found Page #3

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I fold.

Me, too.

I'll see you

your socks

and raise you...

Your shorts.

You couldn't raise

my shorts with a crane.

Besides,

you're bluffing.

Only one way to find out...

Big guy.

[Groans]

Straight flush.

[Cello music]

Ooh. Ow. Ow. Sharp.

Ow.

Hey!

What are you doing?

If you get fresh

with my wife,

you'll have

to deal with me.

I lost a penny.

Have you seen it?

Yeah. Uh, it had a picture

of Lincoln on it.

You know, the president when

you were in high school.

Lady:
He has

a nice tush.

Man:
Hilary,

for heaven's sake.

Well,

he does.

Ahh. God.

Hey, how's it

hangin', ray?

Uh, low, loose,

and full of juice.

Come on, ray,

we all know

you haven't been laid

since the shuttle

exploded.

And that was for all

the wrong reasons.

Anyway, how's

the loan coming?

Dylan, you're

overextended already.

[Sighs] We gotta have

this loan or we're dead.

What do you need,

some collateral?

You don't have

any collateral.

[Intercom beeps]

Hello?

Woman on intercom:

Line 3. It's millstone.

Oh.

Hello, sir. Sorry to keep you

waiting, Mr. millstone, sir.

Uh, yes, sir. Yes.

Everything is in order, sir.

Yes, sir, you can

count on me, sir.

[Chuckles]

Wow, that crazy

ass-kissing

was hard to watch.

[Mwah mwah mwah]

[Mimicking ray]

Sir, sir.

That ass happens to belong

to the President of the bank,

the one who

approves loans.

Ooh, in that case,

tell him to bend over,

I'll be right up.

Maybe some other time.

He's busy right now

planning a little soiree

for Saturday

to raise money

for the arts.

Ray, are you thinking

what I'm thinking?

Hire you to cater it?

No, let's go down to

the lake and make out.

Of course, hire us

to do the catering.

We'll do it for cost.

You can show your boss

that you've got

what it takes

to be a tight-fisted

prick

and we'll show him

we're worth the risk.

[Sighs] Ok, I'll try, but

I can't promise anything.

Yes. You're a stud.

Thank you, ray.

There you go.

Hey, ladies.

Caffe di mare.

Bring your mommies.

[Whistles]

Sir, we have

fresh fish daily.

Great place.

Ah, nothing like

the thrill of the hunt.

[Barking]

Jack?

[Barks]

Where's your mommy?

[Cello playing

scales off key]

[Knocking on door]

Watch your

intonation, ok?

Ok.

Hey.

Hey.

Hi, again.

Have you two met?

Jack. Thank you.

Where have you been?

T'etais o toi,

dis donc?

Encore parti?

He was way over

on the pier.

Huh, you bad dog.

I should spank you.

Ooh. Hey, I was way over

on the pier, too.

I was kidding. I mean,

I was over there, but...

That was a joke.

Maybe not.

No, no, I get it.

You're projecting

yourself

into the place

of the dog,

joking for me to

spank you, too, no?

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