The Big Bounce Page #3

the trial would've been in my court.

I'm the D.J. here.

District judge, among other things.

I'm glad you sat down. Let me ask you,

if they dropped the charges...

-...how come they're telling me to leave?

-Can't make you leave...

...unless they make something up.

There we are. Thank you.

What's this for?

Chamber of commerce, welcome wagon.

Now, for what it's worth, kid, I think

you're better off out from under Ray Ritchie.

-You're not a fan of Ray Ritchie's?

-Don't like the way he does things.

See, he's supposed to be in Chapter 1 1.

Any businessman knows, if you're bankrupt,

you can't afford to build that hotel.

Are you a businessman?

I got a little resort spot.

Surf camp.

I guess Ray's big, ugly hotel

Wouldn't be so great for your business.

No, not at all.

It's just the way he treats us locals.

You got a bunch of little cabins

over near the beach?

Keiki Vista? Sh*t.

-I've got 1 2 bungalows, my man.

-Bungalows?

Bungalows. Bedroom, kitchen, bath.

The whole works.

You wanna see a pretty girl?

She's practically undressing me

with her eyes there.

Do you know that guy she's sitting with?

Bob Jr.? He's Ray Ritchie's flunky.

His old man and I play dominoes together.

What's that girl's name?

Nancy-something.

She's Ray's assistant.

But that's a euphemism.

Kind of young to be a euphemism,

isn't she?

Word of warning.

She's been in my court a couple of times.

-This girl?

-Started young.

Looks so sWeet.

Yeah. One of those unfortunate girls

who's turned on by the criminal type.

Poor girl.

I wonder what she's doing

with Bob Jr.

Bob's old man, dumb-sh*t,

undersold all of his property to Ray Ritchie.

Don't look now,

but Dumbshit Jr.'s coming over.

-Bob.

-Are you trying to be cute?

Now, Junior, who can be cute

with you around?

-This is company business, Walter.

-Does he Work for you?

No. We paid him off,

and he agreed to leave.

You paid him off because you owed him.

Now he doesn't work for you anymore.

Right? Right.

So if he doesn't want to go anywhere,

he doesn't have to. Right? Right.

-Right.

-You letting him fight your battles for you?

Yeah. Seems to be doing a good job.

Right.

If I wasn't with someone I might just pick

your ass up and carry you out of here.

You might have to if Walter keeps buying

me beer. I'm all liquored up.

I'm just trying to keep my wits about me.

Look, Junior, I invited this guy

to have a beer, and we're not done.

We might have another one or 1 0 more. The

point is, you said what you came to say.

So now why don't you just leave.

I get the feeling we're gonna run

into each other again.

And one of us is gonna end up

looking like sh*t.

I got a head start on you

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