Three Way

Janice.

How was that, baby?

I don't wanna be

in this anymore, Lew.

I love you.

Well, I don't love you.

You know what else I don't love?

I don't love moving from one shitty

motel to another. Or being broke!

I don't love the fact that

you're continually on parole.

I really don't love...

...that you leer at every

passing skank in a thong.

- Come on.

- Okay, I'm out of here.

Oh, God.

- We just made love, for chrissakes.

- Correction:
We just fucked.

And it was the last time.

- Janice.

- Let me go, Lew!

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I know, I'm still worried that

Ida might get the police involved...

...after you ask for the ransom.

Honey, it just scares me, is all.

What if she doesn't pay after

you tell her what's happened?

The woman's insane.

Trust me, she'll pay.

And there's no chance that...

- What is that?

- That's my cock, babe.

It's definitely my cock.

Baby, I just wanna make sure

that she won't suspect you.

Later, after they find the body.

The only body I wanna discuss

right now is yours.

Honey, I... Hey.

I won't do anything to her until we

have the money. It's gonna be all right.

- Shit.

- What's wrong?

- What's wrong?

- I can't get your bra off.

- I can't...

- Here, here. Relax.

Relax.

You like that, baby?

It's a new tie too.

She's gonna wonder where you are.

I guess you're right.

God, I hate hiding out here like this.

A car for a bedroom.

I mean, everything's a fucking secret.

I thought you'd be used

to it by now.

You know what the problem

with secrets is?

Most people have a real hard time

when it comes to keeping them.

Well, I'm not most people,

and neither are you.

Which is why

this will work out just fine.

- Jesus.

- Not exactly.

- Is this your vehicle?

- Yeah.

Redman's.

Damn good barbecue.

Those honey-baked ones

are my personal favorites.

Life's short. Why not eat well?

All right, look. No harm, no foul.

But when I see an abandoned vehicle

and some nutjob running up a hill...

...acting like a mental patient, I gotta

check that out, you understand?

Yes, sir.

People get ideas, you know.

That they can do things.

Go out in the middle of the night,

middle of nowhere...

Pull something off.

Somebody always sees them, though.

It never fails.

You're right about that.

Oh, yeah, I know I'm right about

that. I'm right as rain about that.

- Hey, Al. What's up?

- Hey, Lew.

How are you? What's doing?

Not much.

Pack of smokes and vodka.

Pack of smokes.

Bottle of vodka.

All right, anything else?

Yeah.

This too.

Christ. They figure if you don't

get it right the first time...

...you sure as shit don't

deserve a second time.

Figuring's flawed, then.

Sometimes the second time's got

nothing to do with what you deserve.

- Nobody's perfect, Lew.

- Keep the change.

Hey, thanks. You made my day, Lew.

All right.

- Hey.

- Hey, babe.

I missed you last night.

You didn't come by.

Got caught up. It was late.

Didn't wanna wake you.

Well, in the future,

you can wake me, I don't mind.

Down. Dangerous.

What's up?

This guy came into

my office yesterday...

...and said he's interested

in buying a gas station.

He saw it on his way

into Carpinteria...

...and I started to look

into who owns it...

If you sell the gas station,

where am I gonna live?

You can always live with me.

What about your brother?

Your aunt?

No.

Oh, yeah, and that hairless thing

you call a cat.

No, thanks.

Lew, you're always complaining

about money and your debt.

I just thought if we moved in together,

we can share the rent. Save up.

I got a better idea.

- What? Make signs faster?

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