Man In The Vault Page #3

Unfortunately, no.

And you'd like me

to make a key for you, right?

Wrong. You have to make two keys.

The bank's as well.

It's quite simple.

All you have to do is to rent a safety

deposit box at this particular bank.

What if I get caught?

- That's a chance we have to take.

- We?

I kind of get the feeling

I'd be taking all the chances.

You're being paid, remember?

$5,000.

Tax-free.

It's more than I make in a whole year.

Well, Tommy?

No, thanks.

Mr. Trent, I've been half expecting

something like this...

since the first time I saw you

at the bowling alley.

That footlocker was the clincher.

- Oh?

- Yeah.

You didn't need a key.

It was already open.

Seems I haven't been giving you

enough credit, Tommy.

You're way ahead of me.

Far enough to know

you got the wrong boy.

You know, I may do

a lot of things I shouldn't...

but breaking into safety deposit boxes

isn't one of them.

You may be making a mistake, Tommy.

Well, that's a chance I'll have to take.

- You sure you won't change your mind?

- I'm sure.

Well, there's no harm in asking.

Or was there?

See you.

Hey, wait a minute!

Well, lady!

"Well," yourself!

Now see what you made me go and do.

Where do you think

you're going with my stole?

I was bringing it back to you.

- You left in such a rush last night...

- I don't wanna talk about last night.

Look, if you'll just give me the stole.

I'm in a hurry.

Thank you.

Wait a minute.

I drive all the way across town...

just to be a nice guy,

and you won't even be civil.

I suppose you were civil last night?

What did I do? I kissed you. You're

trying to make a federal case out of it.

I assure you,

I'm not trying to make anything out of it.

All right, so I got a little bit out of line.

- "A little!"

- Well, I'm sorry.

I bet you are.

What do you want me to do?

Cut my throat?

That's not such a bad idea.

Here, let me help.

- I can manage, thank you.

- Move over.

- I said that I can...

- I heard you. Move over.

There's one thing I hate to see

is a woman run her battery down.

Just don't ever leave your fur

at my place again, or I'll sell it.

Tommy.

Yeah?

I'm sorry.

Thank you for bringing back my stole.

That's all right. I guess we've both

been acting like a couple of kids.

You're not really

what you pretend to be, are you?

I guess I'm not.

Neither am I.

Good-bye.

Hey, Betty, Grover's key shop.

It's in the book.

Should any provisions

of this agreement be void...

or unenforceable...

the rest of the agreement

shall remain in full.

Yes?

There's a Mr. Trent to see you,

Mr. Farraday.

- Trent!

- He said it's important.

Well, you tell Mr. Trent...

- Never mind. Tell him to come in.

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