Joe:
[after Lucas enters]
Lucas!
Lucas:
Joe!
Joe:
Where's the money?
Lucas:
Joe, the money is gone.
Joe:
Yeah, I know it's gone... but where's it gone to?
Lucas:
Atlantic City.
Joe:
Atlantic City?... Is it coming back from Atlantic City?
Lucas:
[nervous laugh]
Oh, I don't think so, Joe.
Joe:
What's it doing in Atlantic City, Lucas?
Lucas:
...Recirculating.
Joe:
Recirculating?
Lucas:
Yeah.
[Joe knocks the donation cup that Lucas was carrying out of his hands and grabs his arm]
Joe:
Lucas, listen to me. I told Mitchell Beck that you forgot to deposit the money. I told Mitchell that the money was still here.
Lucas:
Joe, that's not true. It's in Atlantic City... I swear.
Joe:
Shut up, sit down, and don't you move.
Lucas:
[sitting down]
It could be in other cities by now...
Joe:
Oh, shut up! Under no circumstances do I want you to leave that couch... unless it's to get me $9000, and then you bring it here to me, okay?
Lucas:
Okay. You know, I think things are gonna be all right now, Joe.
Joe:
Oh? And what makes you think that.
Lucas:
Who knows where thoughts come from? They just appear.
[nodding]
Lucas:
Mmhmm!
Joe:
...What a moron.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:38