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It's not me you have to worry about. It's her. She wants you dead, Jake. She wants you dead and she wants your money.
What are you babbling about?
Think about it. How do you think I got in here? Did you hear any glass break? Did you hear a door splinter? How did the evening end? After you went to bed did she linger a bit? Maybe just long enough to leave the back door unlocked? Is that what happened?
You'd tell me anything to save your pathetic life.
You know what kind of woman Grace is. You know how badly she wants to get the fuck out of Sierra. What makes you think when you were planning on killing her she wasn't doing the same for you? What's she to you, Jake; a woman who would have you dead? Let me kill her. All I want is twohundred dollars to get out of here with.
Twohundred dollars.
Twohundred dollars . . . that's how I put a price on murder.
Can I give you a hand, beautiful?
I'm just going to my car.
That's right on my way.
My mother told me never to accept offers from strangers.
My name is John. Now I'm not a stranger anymore. See how easy it is for us to get to know each other, beautiful?
Do you have to call me that?
I don't know your real name.
Maybe I don't want you to.
Maybe, but if you didn't I think you would have kept on walking.
You're pretty full of yourself, aren't you?
My cup runneth over, beauti
It's Grace.
May I carry your package, Grace?
Jesus.
You sure you can manage?
I got it.
Do you want me to carry your pack for you?
No, I've got it.
What happened to your hand?
Accident.
You should be more careful.
It's very nice of you to help me. That package is kind of heavy, and it's so hot.
No trouble at all, really.
Wasn't nothing.
Oh, this isn't my car. It's down a ways. I should have parked closer. I just didn't think it would be so heavy. I could drive up.
That's all right. I got it.
It's nothing. Really.
I just got tired of looking at the old drapes. Had them long as I can remember.
That a fact?
I saw these in the Penny's catalog, and I just knew I had to have them. You ever seen something and just knew you had to have it?
Yes, I have.
'Course they cost a little more than I should really be spending. But, damn it, I don't hardly ever do anything nice for myself. I deserve nice things.
I . . . can't . . . argue . . .
Thank you, John.
You're welcome, Grace.
You're not from around here, are you?
Why you say that? Just because I help a lady with her package?
You don't have that dead look in your eyes like the only thing you live for is to get through the day.
I just drove in this morning.
Drove into Sierra? What for?
Didn't have a choice. My car overheated up the road.
Good luck it didn't happen a few miles back. Maybe they never would have found you. Day like today you'd be dead for sure.
Yeah, my luck. I get to be stuck out here in this hole in the desert.
Least you can leave.
Not until my car's fixed. I don't know how long that's going to take.
And here I've made you all hot and sweaty.
Where you coming from?
All over. Chicago, Miami, Detroit. Just lately Albuquerque.
You've been around.
I guess I've got wander in my blood.
Where you headed?
I don't know. I have to make a stop in Vegas. Business to finish. Then maybe I'll head to Santa Barbara. I might be able to pick up some work there.
You just travel around, no direction, no steady work. You must like taking chances.
If you're going to gamble, might as well play for high stakes.
What happens if you lose?
I pack up and go somewhere else.
Somewhere else. I've never been anywhere else. Just once. Years ago. Went to the state fair. It was nice, but it wasn't nothing.
I couldn't stay in this place. I wouldn't. I'd just pick up, do whatever I had to do, and get out.
That's good. Cools you right off. I saw you watching me.
I'm sorry. I didn't mean to.
I didn't say it bothered me.
Did you like it; me watching you?
I guess. I've got an ego same as any man.
Good, 'cause I liked what I saw.
Nice place you got here.
Thank you.
Must get kind of lonely for a woman living by herself in a big house.
I guess it must.
What do you do anyway?
A little of this, a little of that. Mostly I tell fortunes.
Where'd you learn to do that?
From my father. He was the tribe's Shaman.
A medicine man?
Those are white words, not ours.
Nice house for a Shaman's daughter. You must be good.
Come here.
My face tell you all that?
It tells me what every face tells me. Everybody has a past, they have a pain, and they have something they want. What is it you want?
The same thing you do.
There. All done. Lift me down.
What?
Lift me down.
You can let go of me now. I'm safe. How do they look.
Like you.
Beautiful?
Like they're made of polyester.
I like them. I was sick of looking at this room. I think they add a little life.
Nothing like a little liveliness.
No more drapes to hang. Now what should we do?
I have ideas.
Such as?
All right, Grace. No more games.
Games?

It's not me you have to worry about. It's her. She wants you dead, Jake. She wants you dead and she wants your money.

What are you babbling about?

Think about it. How do you think I got in here? Did you hear any glass break? Did you hear a door splinter? How did the evening end? After you went to bed did she linger a bit? Maybe just long enough to leave the back door unlocked? Is that what happened?

You'd tell me anything to save your pathetic life.

You know what kind of woman Grace is. You know how badly she wants to get the fuck out of Sierra. What makes you think when you were planning on killing her she wasn't doing the same for you? What's she to you, Jake; a woman who would have you dead? Let me kill her. All I want is twohundred dollars to get out of here with.

Twohundred dollars.

Twohundred dollars . . . that's how I put a price on murder.

Can I give you a hand, beautiful?

I'm just going to my car.

That's right on my way.

My mother told me never to accept offers from strangers.

My name is John. Now I'm not a stranger anymore. See how easy it is for us to get to know each other, beautiful?

Do you have to call me that?

I don't know your real name.

Maybe I don't want you to.

Maybe, but if you didn't I think you would have kept on walking.

You're pretty full of yourself, aren't you?

My cup runneth over, beauti

It's Grace.

May I carry your package, Grace?

Jesus.

You sure you can manage?

I got it.

Do you want me to carry your pack for you?

No, I've got it.

What happened to your hand?

Accident.

You should be more careful.

It's very nice of you to help me. That package is kind of heavy, and it's so hot.

No trouble at all, really.

Wasn't nothing.

Oh, this isn't my car. It's down a ways. I should have parked closer. I just didn't think it would be so heavy. I could drive up.

That's all right. I got it.

It's nothing. Really.

I just got tired of looking at the old drapes. Had them long as I can remember.

That a fact?

I saw these in the Penny's catalog, and I just knew I had to have them. You ever seen something and just knew you had to have it?

Yes, I have.

'Course they cost a little more than I should really be spending. But, damn it, I don't hardly ever do anything nice for myself. I deserve nice things.

I . . . can't . . . argue . . .

Thank you, John.

You're welcome, Grace.

You're not from around here, are you?

Why you say that? Just because I help a lady with her package?

You don't have that dead look in your eyes like the only thing you live for is to get through the day.

I just drove in this morning.

Drove into Sierra? What for?

Didn't have a choice. My car overheated up the road.

Good luck it didn't happen a few miles back. Maybe they never would have found you. Day like today you'd be dead for sure.

Yeah, my luck. I get to be stuck out here in this hole in the desert.

Least you can leave.

Not until my car's fixed. I don't know how long that's going to take.

And here I've made you all hot and sweaty.

Where you coming from?

All over. Chicago, Miami, Detroit. Just lately Albuquerque.

You've been around.

I guess I've got wander in my blood.

Where you headed?

I don't know. I have to make a stop in Vegas. Business to finish. Then maybe I'll head to Santa Barbara. I might be able to pick up some work there.

You just travel around, no direction, no steady work. You must like taking chances.

If you're going to gamble, might as well play for high stakes.

What happens if you lose?

I pack up and go somewhere else.

Somewhere else. I've never been anywhere else. Just once. Years ago. Went to the state fair. It was nice, but it wasn't nothing.

I couldn't stay in this place. I wouldn't. I'd just pick up, do whatever I had to do, and get out.

That's good. Cools you right off. I saw you watching me.

I'm sorry. I didn't mean to.

I didn't say it bothered me.

Did you like it; me watching you?

I guess. I've got an ego same as any man.

Good, 'cause I liked what I saw.

Nice place you got here.

Thank you.

Must get kind of lonely for a woman living by herself in a big house.

I guess it must.

What do you do anyway?

A little of this, a little of that. Mostly I tell fortunes.

Where'd you learn to do that?

From my father. He was the tribe's Shaman.

A medicine man?

Those are white words, not ours.

Nice house for a Shaman's daughter. You must be good.

Come here.

My face tell you all that?

It tells me what every face tells me. Everybody has a past, they have a pain, and they have something they want. What is it you want?

The same thing you do.

There. All done. Lift me down.

What?

Lift me down.

You can let go of me now. I'm safe. How do they look.

Like you.

Beautiful?

Like they're made of polyester.

I like them. I was sick of looking at this room. I think they add a little life.

Nothing like a little liveliness.

No more drapes to hang. Now what should we do?

I have ideas.

Such as?

All right, Grace. No more games.

Games?