Break

Got a staring problem?

Fuckin' prevert.

You're right on time.

Yeah, well let's get this thing over with it, huh?

What's your rush? Have a drink.

Give me a scotch, straight up.

Have a seat.

Cheers!

Where is it?

Where is what?

You wanna play fucking games with me?

You have something for me.

I do.

I have a message... from the Man.

Are you okay?

You look a little pale.

You son of a bitch.

Always watch your drink.

Break...

Frank.

Frankie.

Yeah... I'm here.

- You okay? - Yeah.

Fine.

Meet me at the bar... in one hour.

- Okay? - Okay.

What is your problem, man?

Let's make this easy.

Your wallet.

Just give him what he wants, man.

You're early Frank.

And you're late a fucking pile of shit.

This place is clear across town. Why do we always have to meet here?

Because it's clear across town.

Another beer for you, sweetheart?

PLease, yeah.

And for you, darling?

- Cola. - Cola?

Nothing a little more... stiff.

I like the service too.

May I ask you something?

Did you ever fuck a big fat girl like that, with a big fat ass?

Look at the ass on her.

It's not really my type.

How about for 200 grand?

Fuck a big fat girl, with a big fat ass...

200 K.

I guess, I don't know.

Look, so why am I here?

Uh...

You gotta see the Man.

What does that mean?

You know, your employer, the Man...

got a job for you.

He wants to see you, talk to you about it.

He never wanted to me for any of the other jobs.

Well... this one's differend.

It's kinda importand, very serious. And... he wants to tell you personally.

So, what about you, you gonna be there?

No.

I'm the agent... I just... uh, I get the phone call...

I supply the talent and negotiate the deal,

I take my percentage, that's it. Pfft, done.

Well, but what if I don't wanna meet him?

There's nothing you can do about that, it's already been arranged.

You're gonna meet his man, at the entrance to the Tower club.

Tonight, at eleven.

A free one, for you.

Thank you.

And a cola, for you.

Look...

and here's your, um...

here's your new throw away.

This is a big one, Frank.

How big?

As big as her ass.

You alright, K.B?

20 percent for me.

So ... how much would it take for you to fuck a girl like that?

Frankie... I've had bigger and better than that...

and did it for nothing.

Follow me downstairs.

The Man is waiting for you.

He's waiting anxiously.

Thank you, Haiku.

His name is Haiku?

We call him that, because he speaks in Haiku's exclusivly.

That would be 5 syllables, followed by 7 syllables, followed by 5 syllables.

What about simple yes and no anwsers.

- Haiku, are you queer? - Homosexual?

That life-style does not appeal.

I do not like dick.

You see, 5-7-5 perfect every time.

Please sit.

Hey, sugar...

what can I get you?

Cola.

No alcohol, good.

Keeps you alert.

I wanted to meet you for sometime.

I'm a big fan of your work, obviously, there been no repeat buisness.

But I've respected your position...

not... wanting to meet face to face.

Then why am I here?

Job, just a job.

If it's just a job, it would've gone through the proper channels.

It's delicate, Frank, very delicate.

I apologise for making you come here.

But I had to be absolutely certain you understood just what this meant to me.

I'm dying.

I'm dying, and there's absolutely nothing I can do about it.

Can you comprehend what it means to a man like me.

Who's always been able to control every single aspect of his life.

Suddenly, finds himself helpless.

So, you're the job.

You loose control, you do what you have to do, to regain it.

How and when?

Slow down, it's not that simple.

- There's someone else. - What'd you mean?

Ooh, it's time, her set. Watch, just... watch.

Isn't she exquisite.

That's my woman.

You know I been around too long to deny what I have, Frank.

- What are you? - Jealous, selfish.

She's only loved one man before me, that I'm aware off.

And I know very little of him.

But I love her too much to allow her...

go on and forget me after I'm gone.

You see I've...

decided not to die alone.

You're the guy who eats alone?

Excuse me?

You're always here, and you always eating alone.

- You're here alone. - I'm waiting for my father.

Where is he?

I don't know, I'm wondering the same thing.

He was suppose to meet me here, after a meeting.

- The meeting probably ran late. - Probably.

I've seen you before?

You always look like you have a lot on your mind.

Maybe I do have a lot on my mind.

What'd you do?

- About what? - Your work.

- What'd you do? - I'm a singer.

I'm trying to be a singer.

- Where'd you sing? - I'm singing tonight at the Laba bar.

It's kinda my first show.

I'm a little nervous about it.

Can I get you a drink, sweety?

Cola, straight.

Here to see the new talent, huh?

Did reserve you that one over there.

Not that it matters with this pair.

- How much? - That one's on the house.

Thank you.

- Thank you for coming. - You're welcome.

If you hadn't come in, I probably would have faced an empty room.

- Gotta start somewhere. - You're right.

- Your father never showed? - No.

I'm really worried.

But I'm sure there's some logical explanation.

You're really amazing.

So, what'd you do?

It's complicated.

You're not a drugdealer, are you?

No.

You're just the guy who eats alone.

Yeah.

But tonight I ate with you.

I'm glad I could be there for you.

I'm glad I could be there for you too tonight.

It's gonna happen do her first.

And then I'll be certin it's done.

Why don't you... Why don't you just do it yourself?

Oh, I could never do it.

I love her to much to do it myself.

I fuckin' quit.

Fuh'uh, fuck...

- What? - Fuh'uh...

You can't help me.

He called me.

Let him through!

Let him through.

I'm not finished with you yet.

You're all done for now, so piss off.

You have to excuse my friend, son. He's a little hard of hearing.

Yeah, not only that,

but you can't understand a fucking word he's saying.

That's enough, both of you.

You call me down here?

I did, Frank.

Listen, I'm a little concerned about this deal you're in, Frank.

- I just found out about it this morning. - Do you know where I was last night?

Well yeah, I did, and I wonder, you walk away from money.

But, it could end up messy.

Frank, you're a talented boy and you're smart.

So, what I'm going to say, won't come as any surprise.

You can't change the past.

Now everybody knows that.

But you can look into your future, and weigh your options.