The Girl on the Train Page #5

And all of history

is just a dream...

in the last instant

of a Roman centurion's life.

Coffee?

That's when she asked you

to tail Carl Pruitt.

Not at first.

I knew she was hiding something,

something from her past.

It wasn't so much

what she said...

It was

the way she said it?

More the way she didn't say

what she didn't say.

You some kind

of cop detective?

Yeah.

You don't look like cop.

Yeah? What's a cop

look like?

Better dressed.

Guy cheating on his wife.

I seen it all right here.

Yeah, I bet you have.

Nothing like stories

from cab driver.

One guy tries to strangle hooker in

backseat. I say, "Not in my cab."

He say,

"I give you big tip."

So what'd you do?

I throw him out. He strangle

on street, his business.

Not in my cab.

People f***ing, okay.

A big tip covers it.

Killing?

Yeah, I get it.

Not in your cab.

You can bet you.

That's him.

Want to hear

strangest story ever?

Does it involve dwarves?

Dwarves? What?

Somehow they always seem to involve

dwarves, and they're never true.

This happened 100%.

My brother, he's f***ing

this girl two years.

Met in spinning class. You know,

bicycle doesn't go nowhere?

Only women in these classes.

My brother joins for women.

So he's f***ing this girl. One night

she asks, can her friend join in.

My brother is like

winning lottery.

Of course.

More is merrier.

Let me guess.

The friend is a man.

Man? You crazy? Is more beautiful

than one my brother is f***ing.

Big tits, everything.

So they have wild night.

Everything is on menu,

soup till nuts.

My brother thinks he died

straight to heaven.

In the morning, I get call.

He wakes up, everything's gone...

Girls, wallet, flat-screen.

He calls police,

but nothing to do.

Her cell doesn't work no more. She's gone

from spinning class like she never exists.

Let me

get this straight.

She's with him for two years

so she can steal his TV?

His whole house. Lucky she

left him his underwears.

I tell you

it was crazy story.

He never found her?

Every day he sees her.

On subway,

walking down street.

But never her. One woman

he followed for half an hour.

She called police.

My brother is never same.

Stopped spinning classes even.

So she had you

playing detective?

It wasn't until the next time

I saw her that she asked me.

The time in the camps...

stands outside normal time.

The time in the camps...

The time in the camps...

stands outside normal time.

Hello?

Can you meet me?

Where I grew up everything

was flat, even the cities.

This seems more honest.

Eye to eye with everyone, you can convince

yourself we're not that different.

Step over a homeless guy

to get to your penthouse,

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