Saint John of Las Vegas Page #3

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a total loss,

they bring it here

in perfect condition.

[Dog barking]

Should I get out?

[Dog barking]

Let's go.

The dog's out.

It's gone.

You mean it's out

running around?

I said the dog's gone.

The dog's gone.

The dog's gone.

F*** you, the dog's gone!

What's it gonna be,

John?

'Cause this is

a pretty big case.

You can get your

Adjuster level 6.

For a guy like you,

counterfeiting,

minor racketeering,

larceny,

pimpery, lewdness.

I never did

any of that.

First step

to fraud detection

is admitting

you're a fraud.

Fall back, fall back.

Hold on.

[# Joe White and Chuck:

Every Night]

It's courteous

to knock.

I'm looking for

a 1970 Buick Wildcat

classified

as a total loss,

brought here

three days ago.

1970 Buick Wildcat?

That's a mighty fine

automobile.

Fraud investigation,

Townsend

Insurance Company, LLC.

Okay, Mr. Townsend

Insurance, LLC.

My name is Bismarck.

My associate Mordecai.

Be happy to assist you...

assuming you have proof

the car was a total loss.

But you don't, do you?

Heh heh heh.

And if you don't have that

proof of total loss report,

then you ain't nothin'

but a trespasser.

[Thunder]

That went pretty well.

You think that matters?

The car's not there.

Believe me.

If it was there, they

wouldn't be so flippant.

Maybe we should

head to Vegas.

We're not going

to Vegas.

Mr. Townsend said

"outside Vegas".

"Outside Vegas"

isn't Vegas.

Plus, you don't

like Vegas.

Mm.

[Spits]

We can't do

anything else tonight.

Let's just get

some sleep.

Here?

I'm not sleeping here.

Look, per diem is $80.

Keep your receipts.

Call me in the morning,

I'll come pick you up.

[Sighs]

[Keys jingling]

Give me the keys.

No.

Give me

the f***ing keys.

Screw you.

[Thunder]

Drive me

to a hotel now!

Or?

Or you don't want

to know.

Right before we left,

you had sex with Jill...

the claims handler...

in the women's bathroom.

Handicapped stall.

You were in there?

Why would I be

in the women's bathroom?

You can't prove

anything.

Well, you do whatever

you were gonna do,

and I'll just prove

whatever I gotta prove.

[# Guitar Music playing]

[Birds squawking]

[# Rock music playing]

Aah! Ow!

[Both screaming]

[Screaming continues]

Ohh!

[Tires screech]

Howdy.

JOHN:
Hey.

So, I don't get

a "howdy"?

Pardon?

You didn't say "howdy".

I just did.

To him.

Howdy.

Huh.

Thanks.

Here's yesterday's

per diem... 70.

70? You said 80.

Yeah, well,

ten for the shades.

Instant Jackpot Madness.

What's the pot?

Give me 20.

Your buddy's got a nice

little envelope of cash, eh?

20 more.

What's up?

And a shower.

I'd like a shower.

I can take

a shower.

You want to put

the rest on Jackpot?

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