Where the Money Is Page #4

dancing with your

great-great-great-great grandfather.

I never danced with him.

So, come here often?

Lady, I've been coming here every day

for the last five years.

[Laughs]

You?

Often enough.

Why don't you go

someplace else?

It's the only

someplace else in town.

Try a new town.

[Sizzles]

How long you guys been

goin' together?

I don't know.

Since high school.

We were king and queen

of the prom.

Kind of made sense,

you know. King, queen.

When did it stop

making sense?

# Oh, anyone can see

# That you love him

more than me

# But right now, baby

let me pretend

# That our love

will never end

# Lie to me

- Yeah, come on, baby

- Go ahead and lie to me

Not bad. Looks like you did

a lot of dancing in the joint.

Those were guys.

This is different.

[Laughs]

Ow. Take it easy.

Are you gonna be

all right?

- Huh?

- I'm okay.

What were you

talking about?

What? You're jealous.

Why would I be jealous?

- You are. You're jealous.

- No way.

I mean, look at the guy.

He's about to keel over.

Where'd he go? Carol.

Check the men's room.

Oh, goddamn it!

He's gone.

He took the car.

Oh, no. No, that's it.

I'm calling the cops.

- And tell them what?

- Anything.

We turned our backs, he was in the

wheelchair, he was gone. I don't know.

Oh, was that before or after

I was seen dancing with him?

You can't

call the cops.

How could you do this?

You come up with these ideas

and I end up having to go along.

And every time, the sh*t hits the fan,

who's gotta clean it up? Me!

What are we gonna do here?

What do we do?

What do we do, huh?

I don't know.

Why don't we fix

the Mustang...

- and just get the hell out of here?

- Yeah.

- And then what?

- Well,

just keep going till we find

someplace we like.

You know what?

I like it here just fine.

I couldn't call earlier.

I'll explain later. Hey, just come

and get me and bring the money.

There's a train station. It's about

a mile from the home on Route 6.

- Is this better? How's this?

- [Wrench Clicking]

You know I love that car.

You better hope

he doesn't trash it.

I don't see why you couldn't have

done this weeks ago.

Yeah, yeah.

[Woman Muttering]

[Siren Wailing]

[Siren Continues]

[Siren Stops]

- Hey, did it go good?

- Yeah. I signed him in.

- Anyone see you?

- No.

It's their problem now.

Oh, there you are.

I've been looking all over for you.

- We have a serious problem.

- [Door Opens]

Carol, are you listening?

Mrs. Tetlow vandalized

her ankle monitor last night.

I want you to pay

special attention to her.

I'm concerned.

She might be a danger to herself.

Okay, great.

- Great?

- Um...

I'll take care of it.

Don't worry.

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