Out on a Limb Page #6

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reaching that caretaker? No, I'm going crazy. I've called 500 numbers.

At this rate, I'm going

to be at it all week. You call all

the Jose Rodriguezes within

100 miles south of Oaxaca and I'll call all

the ones to the north. (SIGHS) Lights out, honey. It's already past

your bedtime. Oh, five more

minutes, Mom. Sorry, time's up. Oh, God, Marci,

where did you find this? No. This is going

down right now. But, Mom, I can't

sleep without that. You're just gonna have

to learn to, dear. Good night, honey. Good night, Mom. Hey, Matt.

Matt? My name's Peter

Van Der Haven.

Who are you? (SCOFFS) Don't give

me that crap, Matt. I figured you'd try

and double-cross me. (CHUCKLES)

You've got

the wrong man. Get off my property or

I'll call the police. Hey, four eyes.

I told you

not to... Well, that's very good.

That's very smart, Virgil. So, where's

the money? He didn't have it,

so I had to kill him. VIRGIL: Son of a b*tch!

What are we supposed

to do now? MATT:
I'll tell you

what I'm gonna do now. I'm gonna go into

that house and I'm gonna

become Peter Van Der Haven. And you are gonna lay low. And when the time comes,

you're gonna get

your 10 percent. Now get! Ten percent?

It's 50/50, Matt. Who the hell told you

your brother was the mayor

of Buzzsaw anyway, huh? Who told you? It was me! I'm the mayor of Buzzsaw,

and this is the new deal! Oh, no! No, Matt!

What are you doing? Bill! Bill!

Guess what? Peter's dead and his

twin brother killed him

and took his place! Hold on. Marci,

it's very late,

and I'm busy. And he killed

this other guy, too.

I saw it on my wall! I think you're

having a bad dream. No.

Yes, and you should

go to sleep. But...

We'll talk in the morning.

It's okay. Go ahead, go to sleep. Go to sleep. It's okay.

Good night. MARCI: As usual,

Bill didn't believe me and I didn't know

what to think. Maybe it was just

a bad dream after all. (MATT GRUNTING)

(BODY THUDDING) But the next morning,

I realized that it wasn't

a bad dream at all. There was a murderer

in the house, all righ. Oh, sh*t! Esta es la casa

de Jose Rodriguez. EsJose? Mmm, uh, mmm.

No. Gracias. Come to the dining room, Bill.

Breakfast is ready. Marci! (PHONE RINGING) Hello? Hello? Hi, Peter.

It's me, Melissa. This isn't Peter.

Just a second.

(DIAL TONE) Hello? It's her. It's that woman

who's always

hanging up on me. What did she say? Just, "Peter,

it's me, Melissa." Melissa? Huh,

I know her name now. Melissa.

Melissa the whore. You okay, Mom? MATT: Son-of-a-b*tch!

(CRASHING) That's the second time

he's fallen this morning. Must've forgotten there's

a step in the bathroom. All this sex

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