The Ranch Page #4

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about you staying at the house.

She's old-fashioned, is all.

She doesn't believe in sex before marriage.

I don't even think she believes in sex

during marriage.

Want me to tell her what she's missing?

-Wait a sec.

-We have time.

My sister's flight doesn't get in

for another hour.

Probably be late, anyway.

What's wrong?

There's...

something we have to talk about.

Oh, God.

What? It's not bad.

I mean, it's bad, but it's not....

Nobody's dead or anything.

I got laid off.

-When?

-About two weeks ago.

The whole midsize line,

they're not making them anymore.

Sedans and station wagons. Just like that.

-Losers.

-Oh, honey.

Every time we talked on the phone,

I wanted to tell you.

I hated lying when you'd ask me

how work was.

But I thought it'd be better in person.

-Are you peeved?

-No.

It's not your fault.

Anyway, I was thinking,

till I find something...

maybe you can transfer out here.

I don't think I could transfer that easy.

Because things like that

take a lot of time to come through.

Shoot.

Could you get your old route back?

While I'm looking?

I don't know.

-I'm sorry to dump this on you.

-No, it's fine.

I'm gonna go take a shower.

You're not feeling like

this changes everything, are you, hon?

No.

So, the owner of this place?

He's some kind of slick, rich,

White pimp wannabe?

What'd I say?

The owner is my uncle.

-Sorry.

-Don't worry about it.

But for the record, no, he isn't one of those.

His uncle is named David.

That's why he's the Other David.

The boss is okay.

You got to keep booking

or you're out, that's for sure.

But they take pretty good care of us.

Other David takes

especially good care of us.

Hint, hint.

Seven in the side pocket, baby.

It's sure shot.

There's no way those guys are partying.

But you know, when they're humping

their pillows tonight...

they'll be picturing you and me.

Am I right, Austin?

Guess so.

Hey, Austin, this is Velvet. She's new.

Maybe you'll try her out soon.

How's it hanging?

Good. It's good.

He comes in every day,

nurses one beer for hours...

then once every two weeks,

on payday, he parties.

You can tell it's payday

when his hair's clean.

Good to know.

Excuse me.

Mary, are you kidding me?

I'm in the middle of something here.

Your daughter's on the phone.

She's crying. Says it's urgent.

Something about her dad

won't let her go to a party.

Shoot.

-Give me 30 seconds.

-Okay.

Where do you go to school?

Colorado State. Same as my sister did.

She's the brains in our family.

Your mother won't let me

help her do anything.

You know, I was thinking about you

the other afternoon.

I was watching one of those health channels

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