Small Crimes Page #3

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Now youre seein it.

You think Phils comment

about Bill Caldwell was coincidental?

- Mannys talking to Phil?

- Crazy, right?

First he wants Phil hit,

then his a**holes melting

and he wants to give him absolution.

Christ forgives. The sinner is saved.

All of that.

Phils nudging him towards a deposition,

and if he lives long enough, a grand jury.

But even if not, youd be inside so fast,

your bunk would still be warm.

And no favors this time.

What do we do?

We? You got a turd in your pocket?

You know, Phils been trying

to butt-f*** you since forever,

and if Manny sings, he can do it.

And if you do get keistered,

Id worry Im next in line,

and let me tell you

what aint gonna happen.

If I was gonna roll over,

wouldnt I do that

before serving my f***ing time?

- I did the job they wanted...

- No, half the job. Semantics.

- F*** you. I took the fall.

- [engine starts]

[chuckles]

You be sure and send her

some flowers now, son.

The point is, you left Phil breathing

all those years ago,

or it wouldnt be a problem now.

The way I see it, its your mess.

But hey,

Im more into carrots than sticks, so...

lets talk about your girls instead.

Junior high by now, hmm?

Family court judge by the name of Winthrop

found himself over-served one evening

a while back.

And he dented up the front of his Prius

with the skull of an address-free citizen.

You might say I helped him sweep that up.

And I know that he would fall all

over himself doing me a favor in return.

Like revising your custody deal,

for instance,

so you can see your daughters again.

What am I thinking? I gotta drive.

Manny goes. You get your girls back.

Thats the carrot.

The stick? Who wants to think about that?

Do it fast.

Answer me on that if I call.

- Dont make me come after you.

- [engine starts]

[insect buzzing]

[man on TV:
faint]

He lives.

Hi, Mom.

Oh, I guess you needed the rest.

Thats okay.

- Is that a bruise?

- Oh, no.

That was there already. From a door.

- You need a hand?

- Nah. Makin soup.

[Joe groans] Hard time sleeping.

- Well, this is a big adjustment.

- Mmm.

Give it time.

Im sorry I wasnt here

when you arrived. I...

- I, uh... I already told him.

- Its okay. Its okay. [groans]

- Got our wires crossed, I guess.

- Hmm.

- What are your...

- Dad says...

- Sorry. Go ahead.

- No, no, you first.

I was just wondering

what are your plans for work.

[Joe] I havent been home a day yet.

Its a reasonable question.

Your first night home

and youre out till dawn

with your fathers truck.

I just dont want things

going back to how they were.

Not here.

Dad says you dont speak

to your grandchildren.

[Joes mom] Thats Elaines decision.

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