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Arbitrage S1
Arbitrage S1
BRYER (CONT'D)
They cant handle one drunk
motorist kills herself?
MILLS
Im not so sure about this...
MILLS (CONTD)
Car roll had multiple impacts, but
she was here
(points)
and her feet
(points)
were down there.
BRYER
... So who kicked out the door?
About twenty yards down the road, a BLACK SUV hums, waiting.
Robert opens the passenger door and gets in.
ROBERT
Let's go.
JIMMY
You gonna tell me what this is?
ROBERT
It's better you don't ask.
JIMMY
So all you're sayin' is, you need a
ride somewhere.
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ROBERT
That's correct.
JIMMY
Because I want to be very clear
about this: you called me to give
you a ride. I'm giving you a ride.
ROBERT
No, you're not. We're not here.
JIMMY
Oh, no? Then where the fuck are we?
ROBERT
We're both alseep right now. At
home. Which is where you left your
phone, right?
JIMMY
Right.
ROBERT
Because if anyone checks...
JIMMY
Why is anyone gonna check?
ROBERT
They're not, as long as we're not here.
Anybody know youre here?
JIMMY
No.
ROBERT
Somebody knows youre here?
JIMMY
No!
ROBERT
But somebody knows-- youre not there.
JIMMY
Well, my girl...
ROBERT
Oh, Jesus, Jimmy...
JIMMY
Man, you call up two am, what the
fuck you want? She asked me where I
was going.
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ROBERT
Whatd you say?
JIMMY
I told her I had to run out a minute.
A beat.
ROBERT
Do you trust her?
JIMMY
Is this the kinda shit you used to
do to my dad?
ROBERT
Do you trust her?
JIMMY
Yes, I fucking trust her!
ROBERT
Good. So youre at home, and Im at
home. My wife gets up at five am for
Pilates -- I will be there next to
her, where Ive been all night. And
youll do the same with yours.
JIMMY
This is some pretty fucked up shit.
ROBERT
Jimmy...
JIMMY
No, man, come on, I don't hear from
you since the fuckin' funeral, you
call me up out of the blue, using
my father's name, ask me...
ROBERT
...what do you want, you want
money? I will give you five
thousand dollars! I will give you
ten thousand dollars! Ill give you
whatever you fuckin...
Jimmy swerves the car to the side of the road and stops.
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JIMMY
You wanna talk to me like that you
can get the fuck outta my car and
you can walk! You want that?! You
wanna fuckin walk home?!
ROBERT
(after a beat)
Listen... I'm sorry. I'm not
myself. I need your help.
JIMMY
You alright?
JIMMY (CONTD)
Jesus, man! We gotta get you to a hospital.
ROBERT
No, I just... have to get home...
I'll deal with it in a couple of
hours.
JIMMY
What if you don't make it a couple
of hours?
ROBERT
Then I don't make it.
JIMMY
(through the window)
Call me, alright, and let me know
it's okay.
ROBERT
(as he exits)
Better we don't talk for a while.
JIMMY
(cant believe it--
through the window)
So what you get in a bind and just
call up the only nigger you know?
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ROBERT
I'm sorry, Jimmy. I really am. Just
go home.
JIMMY
Yeah, alright, man. Take care of that.
SERVANT
Everything okay, sir?
ROBERT
Im fine, Glen. Go back to bed.
ELLEN
(half-asleep)
Where did you go?