Once Fallen Page #3

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You can't play

it, lay out.

One, two,

A one--

A'right, take five.

And another thing, Rico, when I say dress rehearsal,

it means dress rehearsal.

If you wanna wear denims, go get a gig at a rodeo,

brother. What's that shirt?

I don't give a f*** if you like it or not.

Go get a gig with Don Ho.

Look at this.

look at this.

Look at you, man.

Give me some love.

Five years ain't done you no harm at all, man.

If you were a chick, well.

Show your dad how

to hug, Chico. Come on.

Give an aging

hipster a big kiss.

Willow! Listen,

I gotta talk to your daddy.

I'm gonna put you in the hands

of a very beautiful girl. You gotta be nice. Willow!

Come and take care

of Chance's face.

And another thing. That motherf***er comes in here

with blue jeans, I'm gonna--

I don't give a sh*t if he blows Beethoven's

Ninth out of his butt.

You fire him.

Do you hear me?

OK, I got it.

Let's go, Chance.

We'll be back, Chico.

Stay here.

So, Chance, your boy Beat's been blowing

some very lame changes.

He tell you about

his situation with me?

No, what situation?

I'm holding his

marker for 50 K.

Jesus, Eddie. That you're gonna

look after him, that'll put him in debt the rest of his life.

What do you want me to do?

Sleep under his bed, hold his hands,

serve him cookies

and cream? The boy's an adult, Chance.

Besides, bad jazz

that Kat blows is a solo, baby.

I can't help if anybody

lies now with dogs.

This is a little somethin' the girls put together for

August. Take it. About $ 1,000.

Take it, take it. Everybody knows your

old lady split on you.

Down to business.

The word is that you

got pretty tough in the joint.

Anyway, that's

the buzz cuz.

So, this is a new

cat, Axel. Real thug.

And everybody digs. I wanna put you together

with Axel, bare knuckles.

Odds will be sky high,

high as the moon, baby.

High as a Chinaman

in Beijing.

Now, you do this, we get the things

straight with Beat

and put a little gin

in our pockets. What do you say?

You're f***ing kill me, Eddie. You're

really f***ing kill me.

How am I supposed to get ahead when I got 50 grand

stacked against me from you?

'Cause I got

a plan, man.

Before we talk about

your little plan,

you wanna talk about

how you f***ed my girl while I was gone?

I'll come over there

and kick your nasty old ass.

Stop the bullshit.

I f***ing know it.

I own this club.

She worked here.

I f***ed everybody

worked here. Once.

It's like punching

a time card, baby.

Besides, you ain't

gonna put a hurt on my ass.

Because, A:

you love me.

And B :
you need me

like you always need me.

You got a place

I can crash?

Absolutely. You can

stay at Kat's crib.

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