Lucky Numbers Page #7

- Watch it!

- Hate you!

- Calm down!

- Bastard!

Calm down.

You're acting like a child.

- Stop! Calm down, please.

- You promised!

- What do you want me to do?

- What's going on?

Everything's fine. Thank you.

She wanted to go. What do

you want me to say? "I'm sorry.

I'm banging the lotto ball girl,

and i promised her first."

I don't believe i bought sandals

in December for no reason!

I'll take you next time. In June,

l have a conference in Seattle.

Take your wife to f***ing Seattle,

all right?

I wanted to go to Maui, you a**hole!

Oh, I'm an a**hole.

Am i the same a**hole...

that takes you out to dinner and

buys you fancy European underwear?

Try to get that

from the weatherman,

who i notice you've been

awfully chatty with these days.

Blow me.

- Is everything okay?

- Yes, everything's fine!

[Man] I'm dreamin'of a white

Christmas

Just Iike the ones

i used to know

Where the tree tops glisten

And children listen

To hearsleigh bells in thesnow

Oh, I'm

Dreaming of a white

- [Fades]

- I have to ask you something.

- What?

- Oh, God. Oh, God.

I don't know how to askyou this.

[ Exhales ]

-Just ask.

- I wouldn't blame you for saying no.

As a matter offact,

i already expect you to say no.

But I need your help

on something.

Aah! We're gonna be millionaires!

I can't believe this!

I have to admit, I thought

it would be a slightly harder sell.

All right, most important thing...

is getting alone

with that machine...

five minutes before and

five minutes after the broadcast.

- That's key.

- That's as key as it gets.

Five minutes before, five after.

Did you hear that, Crystal?

I'm two inches away.

How could I not hear it?

Start taking notes, 'cause when

Gig and i start hashing it out,

there's gonna be gold flying around,

and I don't want to miss any of it.

- The first piece of gold is this.

- Yeah.

I think someone should call in

a bomb scare.

Then the building gets evacuated,

and i'm alone with the lotto balls.

Okay? Are you writing this down?

- When we decide, i'll write it.

- It's good, right?

Russ, um, forgive me. Just a second.

You call in a bomb scare,

they evacuate the building,

and shut down the broadcast.

Right, then the firemen will come...

and then the policemen will come,

so kind of a lame idea, you know?

All right. Jeez. It's just an idea.

It's a work in progress,

for God's sake.

Even a painter's got to

take the brushes and clean them.

- Whatever that means.

- Any better ideas, Smarty-pants?

Why can't i distract Bobby somehow,

the security guy?

And then you switch the balls.

- No, uh, lame. That's lame. What?

- No, that's brilliant.

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