('Down by the Water' by PJ Harvey)
Miserella
watches the huge fight breaking out directly in front of her Shake
Shack counter annoyed, an equally stupid uniform with a hat like a shake
with a straw sticking out of what would be her brain ...
While in an unknown motel the detective watches a woman ride.
~ Switchblade jacks his arm, dropping a cable, He pulls an old school portable television from his cloak, extra wiring hanging from. He sets it on a stone.
It's actually a pretty good fight.
In the motel ...
~ He scurries up the telephone pole.
She laughs sipping before the owner points to the stupid shack door to leave.
~ Jacks it in and drops down near, as the screen statics on to the next scene.
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Security footage ~
Switchblade - Pulling his blades from the broken hood of the broken car, "Evil dragon you hide my prey but have him still, I will, you are not my first slay. Inside I see the man you venerate, and so your foul scales I must penetrate."
While in an unknown motel the detective watches a woman ride.
~ Switchblade jacks his arm, dropping a cable, He pulls an old school portable television from his cloak, extra wiring hanging from. He sets it on a stone.
It's actually a pretty good fight.
In the motel ...
~ He scurries up the telephone pole.
She laughs sipping before the owner points to the stupid shack door to leave.
~ Jacks it in and drops down near, as the screen statics on to the next scene.
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Security footage ~
Switchblade - Pulling his blades from the broken hood of the broken car, "Evil dragon you hide my prey but have him still, I will, you are not my first slay. Inside I see the man you venerate, and so your foul scales I must penetrate."
Tears
the door off, then two fast stabs before walking away. The two dogs
are briefly seen as they circle at the bottom corner of the screen to
follow dopishly.
...
Chief - "Interpol's still waiting at your shitty little apartment."
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Detective - "I know."
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Chief - "heh"
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Miserella - Flipping burgers on the barbecue while wearing a Red Rocket (see GI Joe) on her head, "What I already paid the year's property taxes so all I need is food."
Bets - "Um."
Miserella - "What !? I Got this."
Bets - "Fine. But you only eat hamburgers now."
Miserella - "Do You know where the kitchen is in this place !? I skated all the fuck around it ... I have no fucking clue."
Bets - "I see."
Bets - "Fine. But you only eat hamburgers now."
Miserella - "Do You know where the kitchen is in this place !? I skated all the fuck around it ... I have no fucking clue."
Bets - "I see."
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Miserella - "I sleep in the living room now. I set up little kitchen in the closet."
Miserella - "I sleep in the living room now. I set up little kitchen in the closet."
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Miserella - "And fine I'm Selling the art the creepy guy's coming tomorrow. You know the art world is strangely underground I had to meet him in a warehouse in the middle of the night at a warehouse with a Picasso wrapped in brown paper."
Bets - "And he was legit ?"
Miserella - "He was cash. But he had it ! So ... " Pulls out a calculator (?), "If I eat $3000 dollars a month ... that's ... huh."
Bets - "What about fuck around funds."
Miserella - "I have no idea how to unload doubloons."
Bets - "Did you just say 'doubloons' !? Why not just get a smaller house !?"
Bets - "What about fuck around funds."
Miserella - "I have no idea how to unload doubloons."
Bets - "Did you just say 'doubloons' !? Why not just get a smaller house !?"
Miserella - "Because I want to be able to start a school for gifted youngsters."
...
Bets - "Is that a joke ?"
Miserella - "Yeah but the thing is I know if I sell it, I'll won't actually be able to again."
Miserella - "Yeah but the thing is I know if I sell it, I'll won't actually be able to again."
...
Bets - "Huh."
...
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Bets - "What about like a party motel ?"
Miserella - "That's actually a way better idea."
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Meanwhile at his shitty little apartment three men wait ...
Obvious lead - Reaching into his pocket, "Fuck this guy, I need a cup of coffee." The two men smash the door open, he looks up from his lock-pick set ... "Jesus Christ. You. Make the fucking coffee."
First - "I'm sorry." Sulks into the apartment.
Lead - "And you go wait outside, you get no fucking coffee at all."
Second - "aw." Sulks away.
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Miserella - "That's actually a way better idea."
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Meanwhile at his shitty little apartment three men wait ...
Obvious lead - Reaching into his pocket, "Fuck this guy, I need a cup of coffee." The two men smash the door open, he looks up from his lock-pick set ... "Jesus Christ. You. Make the fucking coffee."
First - "I'm sorry." Sulks into the apartment.
Lead - "And you go wait outside, you get no fucking coffee at all."
Second - "aw." Sulks away.
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In the morning ...
The detective walks through the smashed door. "Jesus Christ." To the lead on the couch, "You know I'd have expected you guys to use a lock-pick.
Lead - Puts down the coffee (the detective's stupid mug, he eyes it), "Local hires."
Detective - "Why would Interpol need local door crashers ?"
Lead - "Because, like the video you saw with your chief, the entire story, it's all a fake."
The detective walks through the smashed door. "Jesus Christ." To the lead on the couch, "You know I'd have expected you guys to use a lock-pick.
Lead - Puts down the coffee (the detective's stupid mug, he eyes it), "Local hires."
Detective - "Why would Interpol need local door crashers ?"
Lead - "Because, like the video you saw with your chief, the entire story, it's all a fake."
Detective - "No it's not."
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Lawyer - "Yes My dear Miserella, yes it is." Sets the painting down and moves on to the next.
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Lead - "No. I's not."
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Lawyer - "Yes ... it is."
Bets - Leans into Miserella's ear and whispers, "He'll try to buy it later for way cheaper, saying it's still a high quality reproduction."
Miserella - (wearing a 20 foot gown) "I knew I hated this guy." Walks to the painting and puts her foot through it, looks to the dealer's stunned eyes, "Next time you want to talk that shit to me we all watch another masterpiece die, I've got plenty to spare. Next one."
Lawyer - "Needs restoration."
Miserella - Examines it closer, "How much ?" Pulls a switchblade and switches it.
Bets - "Where the fuck did you even get that."
Lawyer - Clears his throat, "One hundred thousand."
Miserella - "On ?"
Lawyer - "One million plus at auction. I get twenty percent."
Miserella - "Sold !"
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Lawyer - "Yes My dear Miserella, yes it is." Sets the painting down and moves on to the next.
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Lead - "No. I's not."
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Lawyer - "Yes ... it is."
Bets - Leans into Miserella's ear and whispers, "He'll try to buy it later for way cheaper, saying it's still a high quality reproduction."
Miserella - (wearing a 20 foot gown) "I knew I hated this guy." Walks to the painting and puts her foot through it, looks to the dealer's stunned eyes, "Next time you want to talk that shit to me we all watch another masterpiece die, I've got plenty to spare. Next one."
Lawyer - "Needs restoration."
Miserella - Examines it closer, "How much ?" Pulls a switchblade and switches it.
Bets - "Where the fuck did you even get that."
Lawyer - Clears his throat, "One hundred thousand."
Miserella - "On ?"
Lawyer - "One million plus at auction. I get twenty percent."
Miserella - "Sold !"