Nothing to Lose Page #5

turn frst, didn't ya?

You know what?

It don't even matter.

I'm alive!

You alive, man!

- Get out!

- What?

- Get out!

It's not even loaded,

remember?

What are you even thinking when

you do something like that?

- You think you're never

gonna get caught?

- We didn't get caught.

That's not the point.

It's beetleheaded.

It's... It's only a matter of time

before you do get caught.

- What is beetleheaded?

- It's a synonym for "stupid."

Oh. Well, here's a synonym

for "procreation." F*** you!

It's easy for you to point the fnger

when you're sittin' on your rich ass

in a big f***in' house.

- I'm not rich.

- Oh, yeah.

- How big's your TV?

- What?

- I say, how big's your TV?

- Fifty-inch.

- Get in the car.

- Oh, please. Let's not

make this a social issue.

The point is that even

if you wanted to rob a place,

there are smarter ways to do it.

- Enlighten me.

- A mask. Wear a mask.

You see, the police

have this thing called a "lineup..."

and if someone recognizes you,

you go to jail!

Oh, how about this for a novel idea?

Case the place frst.

Find out if there's a security camera

or a hidden alarm.

Then again, why even rob

a convenience store?

How much money could you possibly get?

Two, three hundred dollars?

Then what? You're set

for two days! Wow!

- What do you know, lanky?

- I know you go for the big score.

One robbery, you're set.

News flash, big slim.

People with big money,

they protect it.

So you do a little research.

Take Quality Design Group where I work.

My boss keeps a ton of cash

in his vault.

At night, there's only two guards

and a personal security system.

Now, in this case,

I happen to even know the code.

But even if I didn't, l...

What?

I got a booger in my nose?

What?

Diversify.

You can't trust banks, Nick.

The entire system

could crumble at any second.

That bastard's so heavily leveraged,

it would wipe him out.

Wait a minute.

Am I hearing you right?

Mr "High and Mighty"

is gonna rob his boss?

You hear that,

gila monsters?

Old Nick Beam here

is gonna rob his boss!

I say, do you hear that,

gila monsters?

You know what, Nick? Your wife really

messed your head up bad, man.

You're serious?

- How much he got?

- Only the bulk of his personal assets.

- Six, seven hundred thousand.

- You what?

- Hey, you gonna need some help.

- Oh, no, this has nothing

to do with you.

Hey, I was present at the time

of creative inspiration...

which entitles me

to partial ownership...

in this

criminalistic endeavour.

- Get out.

- Maybe I'll just call Quality

Design Group when we get back.

I want half.

We're gonna bury

this a**hole.

Sure, you're right.

If you ever plan

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