Phantom Halo Page #3

You know it only costs four

cents to make a $100 bill?

Oh, yeah? Did you

know that the bills

were made exclusively

by Crane Paper,

chock-full of wood pulp,

cotton, silk, and linen.

You have to tell the whole

world what you know,

and yet you can't

even pay your debts.

I've made good in the

past every single time.

Yeah. You were

playing with puddles.

Now you're in the deep end,

and it turns out you can't swim.

I can swim.

You look like

a drowning man to me.

I can swim.

Damn it!

We need the ingredients,

butter, flour, eggs.

So go buy it then.

He found the new hiding place.

The son of a b*tch.

Look, I'll... I'll figure

this out, all right?

You didn't have what I needed.

So sorry.

Say hello to Grace

for me, by the way.

What day is it?

November 20th, Dad.

Oh, Christ almighty.

Look, Dad, you got

all the stuff.

You even left the butter

out and everything.

Yeah, yeah. You don't need

to tell me what I did.

I did it,

so I... I guess I know.

What the hell

happened to your foot?

I cut myself shaving.

What do you think?

Uh...

All right, out.

Get out so I

can do my work. Out.

All right.

That's it.

Cut the cake.

She might still come.

Cut the cake.

Can we just wait another five minutes,

please?

You both lied to me.

Come on.

You were just a young boy

who needed to believe that...

Oh, come on.

Don't tell me

you... you didn't know

what was going on.

I didn't know.

Well, then I should have

told you the truth.

I will find her.

Oh, you will go places

in the world, my boy,

but I doubt a bus pass will

get you to that woman's abode,

wherever the hell she is.

Dad.

Who's there?

Mr. Lee.

Mr. Lee.

You boys haven't

been stupid, have you?

Mr. Lee, how the hell

have you been?

Uh, would you like a beer?

Makes my face turn red.

Oh, some whiskey, then?

Milk, flour, three eggs...

butter.

I did it.

You know the rules.

We don't steal

from this neighborhood!

"Think and Grow Rich."

You got to have one

before you get the other?

This guy thinks so.

Well, what do you think?

It's more complicated than that.

You know,

I've seen your brother doing Shakespeare,

even given him a few dollars.

I don't have

a brother down here.

Beckett.

How do you know my name?

My name is Roman,

an old friend of your father's.

He ever mention my name?

My father's dead.

No, he's not.

Just a lousy father,

but he's not dead.

Sit.

Now we're going

to speak like men,

honest.

I know exactly who you are.

I like your father.

I like him very much,

but he owes me a lot of money.

So I thought, "Beckett,

he'll know what to do.

He runs

the whole household."

I need it back.

Two weeks.

How much?

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