The Con Is On Page #5

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Out!

Out! Out, out!

F*** me, it's Gina.

Surprise surprise.

Look who's back.

Let me guess. Broke? No credit?

Bailiff's at the door?

Abandoned by your criminal wife

in some foreign jail?

Stop me when I'm getting warm.

Unstable?

Medication's not working?

Mine is. Now.

- Where's Jackie?

- You're looking for Jackie?

You're looking for Jackie? You're

following crumbs, crumpet?

Where's Jackie?

Where's Jackie?

Jackie?

Jackie!

Jackie!

Jackie!

She's downstairs.

All right.

[Hans] Peter Fox?

Very nice.

Very nice, indeed.

- Who are you?

- I'm Jackie's assistant. I'm Hans.

- I will f*** you.

- I seriously f***in' doubt it, mate.

- Ja, ja, it could happen.

- Nein, nein. You won't, mate.

- [Hans] Ja, ja. It will, I said.

- [Peter] Nein.

Well, we can't have the

fireworks on the front lawn,

because we can't have everyone

trudge across the grass to see them.

What about their shoes?

- Yeah, but we talked about...

- Well, don't contradict me.

I don't think you quite

understand what's going on here.

And I do slightly feel I'm gonna

have to do it all myself.

Oi, oi.

[hammering, distant]

Peter Fox.

There you are.

You came.

I brought you here today because

I wanted to tell you something.

Can we be quiet,

please, everybody?

- Shh. Thank you.

- [hammering stops]

I've decided to forgive you

for everything.

Oh. Right.

Jolly good.

Gurmukh wants me to forgive

everybody who's wronged me.

So you're forgiven.

This way.

The f***'s a "Gurmukh"?

See, I want

to hear everything.

How have you been?

And what are you doing in LA?

And how long are you here for?

And why haven't you called?

- Om.

- Oh yes. Om.

Thank you, Gurmukh. Gurmukh

could help you too, possibly.

See, I'm throwing a costume ball for

Gabriel's movie, which you must come to.

Ja, Gabriel has been nominated for an

actual award for Le Noir et le Rouge.

Who gives a f***?

- I need a drink.

- They're right over there.

Nothing for me, thanks.

I'm on a juice cleanse.

- [Harry] Go on.

- Bollocks.

[Gabriel] God is a communist.

I'm not a communist.

Although some people

might say I am a god.

[laughing]

[sighs]

Oh, this is that ring

that I was telling you about.

This cost many millions of dollars.

I got it at an auction.

- How many millions, exactly?

- 5.675.

Oh.

- You can see the way it...

- Darling, Peter's here.

Say hello to Peter.

[Gabriel] Oh.

- [grunts]

- He came into the safe room.

He was looking for me.

How much is this guy

gonna cost me this time?

Darling, Gurmukh wants us

to be nice.

He wants us to forgive.

Remember?

Forgive me, my muse.

I know it doesn't look like we're working

right now but we are working right now,

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