Ray Meets Helen Page #4

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the only true romantic

left in this building.

- Okay.

- Okay.

- Bye.

- Bye-bye.

What a strange little rabbit.

But when it's over

and you think of me

- And some men,

all they want to do

is get married and have babies.

And then other men, men

you really want to be with,

I mean, they just, they

can barely spend the night.

I think, do you know what,

I think Harley has to go.

- How do you know?

- Because he does

this little wiggle.

- Hunter just goes.

Goes wherever he wants.

Wow, that's a big one for him.

Betty, why do you have a glove?

- They're fantastic,

what do you mean?

- Use my bag.

What's wrong with you?

- Oh, oh, wait.

I have an idea.

- Betty, that's disgusting.

- Oh, no, this is

perfect, what do you mean?

- Betty, that's

why you're single.

- What are

you talking about?

This is so much more sanitary.

- Walking around

wearing masks seems suspicious.

- No, not them.

That's community watch.

It's that insurance

guy, he's dirty.

- I don't know.

- It's better

you don't know,

it's better you don't know.

- Hey, you want to open up?

Hey.

- Hey.

- Parents home?

- No.

- Aunt?

Older brother?

I work for an insurance company.

What's your name?

- Andre.

You wanna see something?

You can drive up to the bank.

They give it to you.

- Andre, I'm gonna ask

you some questions.

- Okay.

- That big crash,

truck was hauling

what they keep in

your bank there.

That's why I'm here.

I work for the

insurance company.

- What's a surance company?

- You don't know

what insurance is?

- No.

- Game.

Business game.

Shouldn't be saying that.

- Why not?

- All I mean is bad things

happen on their own.

Come right at you.

Right out of it.

So you want to stay

on your toes, ready.

Dukes up, head

down, keep moving.

- Elbows in.

- You play that?

- Sometimes.

- I was Navy light

heavyweight champ.

Then turned pro.

Harve managed.

Piano took the

sting out of a bout.

Best time of my life.

Chicks dig boxers.

Nobody ever beat me

in the ring, not once.

Right in there.

Where your fortune gets told.

- Does it hurt?

- Hurt?

Stray bullet, block away.

Shattered my club,

bore into my power.

Then out again.

Who knows where.

Blink of an eye.

No more boxing.

No piano.

No chicks.

Wasn't even 30.

Feels like yesterday.

- Look what I found

in the street!

A bird.

- Fell out of a tree?

- You can have it.

- Me?

Jewelry type?

Good turning this in.

Now, let me ask you

something serious.

Man to man.

Hm?

Come sit down.

You'd tell me if you found

any cash lying around?

Like when I saw you yesterday,

'cause you hit on the money

in the street, keep it,

lotta trouble.

- Why?

- Breaking the law, big time.

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