Never Talk to Strangers Page #4

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that you say you hear.

That I say I hear. See? You're being

judgmental, and you don't even know it.

And that's not good, Sarah.

It's not fair!

You're absolutely right. I'm sorry.

- Let me rephrase the question.

- You do that.

But I'm still gonna know

that you're not on my side.

- I'm not on anybody's side.

- Oh, no, Sarah.

If you're not for me, you're against me.

Hi, Sarah. Just thought I'd call, so...

I can't wait to see you tonight...

so I'll pick you up at 7:00, okay?

Oh, it's Tony, by the way. Bye.

Yes!

Son of a b*tch.

I'm impressed.

- You get your pick.

- What do you want?

- I don't care.

- She'll take the tiger.

No, not that. The giraffe.

- Here you are.

- Thank you.

- So cute.

- I really figured you for the tiger.

Good thing I am not a shrink.

One on the nose! Win a stuffed animal!

- Where'd you learn to shoot?

- Three shots for a buck!

What about you, buddy?

I was a cop.

- What?

- I was a cop.

- Three shots for a buck!

- In Puerto Rico.

Really? That's surprising.

- Who's next? Try your luck?

- Why did you quit?

Three shots for a buck. On the nose.

The hours.

- How about another try?

- What about you shoot the rest?

- Oh, no.

- Oh, yes.

No. I hate guns.

It's just a try. Come on.

Just try. For fun.

- Go for it. Come on.

- It's not really fun.

Yeah. It is. Come on.

All right. No, it's okay. Do it again.

You need to get both sights lined up.

This goes here.

Now kill the clown.

Go for it. Come on.

Come on, Sarah. Yeah!

It's all right. What's wrong?

Do you want a doctor?

- Can you stand up?

- I don't know.

All right. Come here.

It's all right.

I'm going to let you here.

- Okay.

- All right. Yeah.

Just a second.

Okay. It's all right. Let's go.

Hey. I made you some camomile tea.

- A cop who makes camomile tea.

- That's me.

Tony, did you send me flowers?

Flowers.

No. Was I supposed to?

Yeah.

Yes.

Wish I had.

Must be another admirer.

I think I should go now.

Sarah, is this a nice way of dumping me?

- I just think we should slow down.

- You mean stop?

I mean it...

It's hard for me to trust people.

Me too.

- So I'm gonna go.

- Wanna go?

Fine.

Go. Be my guest.

But I don't understand

what the f*** is going on.

- Don't talk to me like that.

- I can't make you out.

One minute, you're all over me.

The next, you're pushing me out.

- I was never all over you!

- Well, it seemed that way to me!

- Oh, f*** you!

- No, f*** you!

Hey! Wait!

You forgot something.

What else?

That's how I like my men.

- Yeah?

- Wet...

and naked.

Come here.

Come on, Sandy.

- Maura?

- Yes, Dr. Taylor.

Do you know anything

about this hand-delivered note?

It was in with all your other mail.

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