Thief of Hearts

Hi, Mrs. Davis. You look beautiful.

Hi, Buddy. Thank you.

- Buddy, how are you? - Mr. Davis. Good to see you.

- See you. - All right.

Now, the maitre d' tells me that tonight's your wedding anniversary.

- Is that the truth? - The absolute truth.

- Really? How many could that be? - Would you believe six?

Six? Get outta here. Nobody stays married for six.

I'm very proud of you two. Very proud.

Come in, Herman. Come in, Herman. This is Bud. Come on in.

I'm here.

All right, listen. They...

They just drove in.

I'll get back to you as soon as they ask for their claim check.

Do that. I'm going to work.

Teller four, have you already cancelled...

David...

Okay, go ahead.

...are you all still there?

Security coming at...

Teller 697, can I get 28...

Thank you.

Happy anniversary, darling.

Great.

Looks delicious.

Sheep in legwarmers.

How's work?

You and Janie gonna get that thing off the ground?

As a matter of fact,

we've been chosen to do the kitchen for the new showcase house.

There's no money in it but it's great exposure.

How much is this gonna cost me?

When did you find out about the showcase thing?

Found about this "showcase thing"...

last week.

Why didn't you tell me?

Said the man who hasn't left his typewriter for over a month.

You're right.

I'm sorry. I...

This March deadline's killing me.

What the hell.

Wait, wait, wait...

Somebody may be up there.

Come on, Nicole, huh? Do me a favor.

My new guy's real tense. He's new in the city. He's got no friends.

And, I think if he doesn't get a little friendship soon, he's gonna go over.

I'm serious.

No, no weird stuff. This guy is a sweet--

You're probably gonna fall in love with this guy and have kids.

That was a joke.

Listen, how about an hour?

An hour's good?

Great, Nicole. An hour's good. I'll talk to you later.

Yes. God bless America.

Scotty.

Scotty...

We are really starting to happen.

Look how far we've come from that little, black hole they had us in, huh?

How much is it worth right here? About ten grand?

- Which one? - The big one. The pink one.

More than that, man, 15.

And the one behind it, maybe 20.

Yeah, tell the old man sells out of state though, all right? Local artist.

Do you realize how good you are, man?

How few guys have the eye for the good like you.

Every time you go out, every time you bring back a 100 grand.

Scotty, you're not listening' to me, man.

- Something happened tonight, didn't it? - What are you talking about?

Well, you got that look, like something happened.

You broke your cherry?

There was someone home and you had to handle it?

Scotty, tell me! I've been there! Tell me, man.

Nothing happened.

Nothing. I walked in, walked out. Same as always.

So, what's with the girl?

What girl?

"What... girl"!

Yeah, you would have loved that girl. She gives head like a fucking iguana.

I'll go shower, all right?

All right. Hey!

Anything happen tonight, you're not telling me about?

Nothing happened, okay?

One for the road.

Nah, you do it.

You're gonna leave me to celebrate alone?

- All right, you call me. - I will.

Hey, we are fucking happening and you can't deny it.

We are gonna be rich fucking men.

And what was in there?

Some personal things. Nothing very important.

How soon do you think, you'll catch whoever did this?

We won't catch him.

What kind of an attitude is that?

Well, we catch the stupid kids and the junkies,

but the professionals move too fast for us.

Don't be too surprised if he comes back again.

Why would he come back?

Well, for the new stuff you're gonna get, when the insurance pays you.

Hell, I've known certain houses that get hit

three, four, even five times by the same guy.

And since most people lie to their insurance companies,

the value goes up every time.

- No. - Come on, Scotty.

- No, no. - Yes.

- No. - Yes.

No, not gonna happen.

It's not gonna happen.

Just... just get off, please. Please get off.

Please.

What's-- what's the matter?

Nothing's the matter.

- Go home. - What did I do wrong?

- Just tell me what I did wrong. - You didn't do nothing wrong, okay?

Just...

Here. Take your clothes...

and leave.

There's nothing wrong with you. It's me.

Here.

You know, Buddy told me that you're...

new in town.

I know what that's like.

I've been in four cities since I was...

seventeen.

How old are you now?

Eighteen...

and a half.

Look...

Here.

Buy yourself a pretty dress or something.

Okay?

Buy a real nice one.

I feel so violated.

It'll be all right, darling.

The insurance will cover most of it.

What if he's reading them?

Mick...

I love you. Listen, whoever did this probably took your journals by accident.

The way you kept ‘em locked up, he...

probably thought he was getting the family jewels.

But he didn't,

and I can prove it.

Come here.

Mick, come on. It's still our anniversary.

Just hold me, okay?

Oh, Mick...

You bad girl.

Who knows? Maybe some good will come of it.

- You are amazing, Davis. - Why?

Get hit for nearly 100 grand and you're looking for the good in it?

I mean, why don't you start to pick the good outta that poodle shit down there?

Really. I mean, if you come down out of

Mister Rogers' Neighborhood for, like,

you know, two seconds, you'd realize the world is fucked.

Your world is fucked, Marty.

My world is perfect.

Come on in, Scotty. We've been waiting for you.

Girls, this is Scotty, the movie producer I was telling you about.

Scotty, that's Helene and that's Tracy.

Can we talk?

- Sure, we can talk. - No, private. Come on.

- Excuse us. - We'll be right back.

It's a little family business.

Cash... from last night, you got it?

Yeah. I got it right here, but I mean, stick around. These girls would go down

on an anteater for what I've got on

- that table there. - I can't stay. I got other plans.

Listen, Scotty. I spoke to Nicole, you know, and what's going on?

Is everything okay? Doesn't sound like the Herman I used to know.

This is light, man. What are you doing? What're you doing to me?

The old man said he'd get back to me on the payments.

Yeah, he'd get back to you.

Scotty, stick around, okay? I set this up for you.

This is a bonus.

These broads aren't even hookers.

- You're a great guy, man. - Yeah.

Have fun, okay? I can't stay, all right? Don't kill yourself on this shit, okay?

Bye.

There are two mes, really. Mickey and Michelle.

Mickey is this mousy, little, hausfrau

who hasn't taken a real chance in her whole life.

Michelle, on the other hand, is up for anything.

The only trouble with Michelle is that she lives and breathes

only on these pages.

Aren't you letting your imagination run a little?

I mean, the odds against a crook...

being sensitive enough to get into your diaries is about a billion to one.

Yeah.

Yeah, you're probably right.

What?

I'm sorry.

I was just getting off on the fantasy.

You would.

Admit it, Pointer. You're about the horniest creature in the universe.

I admit it.

Okay.

I'm getting out of here because...

I'm not gonna get anything done today.

See you.

Honey, it's me.

I'm sorry, I-- I heard the car drive up and I knew the light was out.