The Informers Page #5

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okay, Graham?

I had to take care of Mom,

and I'm not gonna do it again!

Graham. Graham!

Please. We have to do something, okay?

If Dad pulls the same sh*t again,

Mom isn't gonna make it.

This will destroy her. Do you understand?

Cheryl, there's someone on the phone.

- William Sloan.

- Thank you.

- What?

- I called the house and no one answered.

I was hoping it was the wrong number.

Yeah, well, it's not the wrong number.

So why haven't you been home?

Because I've been busy.

I'm filling in for Suzanne Yakomiato.

I really want to see you.

What about Laura, William?

What about her?

What about Laura?

I think I really miss you.

I think I'm making a big mistake.

- Let me go!

- Shut up!

- Mary, go!

- I have no license.

Get in the f***ing car and drive.

What do you think?

About what?

What do you think I mean?

Next to us. Them.

What about them?

Don't you go out with girls?

Pardon me?

Don't you, like, date females?

What are you asking me?

The odds look good.

The odds look pretty good.

Ladies, what are you drinking tonight?

Pahohoes.

Pahohoes? That sounds intriguing.

They're delicious.

Hey, Hickey?

Why don't you bring these two gorgeous

ladies another round of pahohoes?

Where you gals from?

We came in from Chicago.

I'm Patty and this is Darlene.

Yeah. The Windy City.

- I know it well.

- Where are you both from?

Los Angeles.

City of Angels.

I'm Les Price and this is my son, Tim.

He's a little shy.

Just the two of you?

Just the two of us.

Hey. I hope...

I hope I'm not being too forward

if I may ask you something.

- I'm sure you won't be, Les.

- Jesus.

Well, I was just wondering

if you're here with anyone.

- We're here alone.

- All alone.

- All alone.

- Can I have the key to the room?

- Where are you going?

- I'm going to the room.

Where do you think I'd be going?

You didn't finish your drink.

I don't want the drink.

Just give me the key.

I'll go up with you.

No. Just stay here, see how it plays out

with Patty and Marlene.

That's Darlene.

What's wrong with him, Les?

Troubles in school.

- His mother.

- Okay.

No, no thanks.

You said you were hungry.

I made this for you.

No, my stomach's queasy.

I'm not really hungry anymore.

I really don't know how something

like this could happen.

It all seemed to be going so well

and now it's just a big mess.

It'll never happen again, I promise.

You're not gonna fire me, are you?

Well, no, I'm not gonna fire you.

Look, I have no idea what this is.

- And another one on my foot.

- Yeah, I don't know what it is either.

Look, Christie, tell me something.

What?

What do you think about Martin?

He's cool. He's hot.

Yeah, hot.

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