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There they are!
Okay, I'm slowing us down.
I don't drink coffee.
You must be tired. It'll wake you up.
No, thank you. The gunfire did that.
You're one of Stravanavitch's men.
So, you study world events, little one. That's good for a girl your age.
Yeah, I study world events. Five thousand Turkienistan Muslims were slaughtered in Stravanvitch's cleansings... along with 15 American school kids. You know hQw I studied that. I went to their funerals with my dad. I met their parents.
Smart for your age, eh? Top of your class? Tell me, do you know what the word "propaganda" means?
Yeah. Do you know what the word "asshole" means.
The woman you shot. She was my friend.
That's the way of the world, little one. Didn't they teach you that in school?
Fuck off, you stupid asshole.
It would be a pity to squander such a strong personality.
He didn't leave us.
You are a resilient man, Mr.
It's not like he hasn't made us wait a few times.
Well, you aren't the President, dear.
Yeah, no duh.
You don't want to say hi to your father?
I'm sure he's busy.
Don't you even want to ask?
Hey Joey, how `bout a cocoa, double whip cream.
Alice...
Mom, just this once, give it a rest.
You're jetlagged. We'll talk about this back...
Back at The Fishbowl?
We'll talk at home. You know, most girls aren't as lucky as you. For most girls seeing the Bolshoi ballet would be the experience of a lifetime.
I know, Mom. It was great... really.
He's in a meeting. He can't be disturbed.
I'm sorry, honey.
No, it's okay. After all, he is the President, right?
When I write my memoirs I think I'll devote an entire chapter to the cocoa aboard Air Force One.
Your father never means to be so...
I know... But lotsa times I feel like it's me versus the world. Some kid at school teases me and the same day a plague breaks out in Bangladesh. I mean it doesn't take a genius to figure which is more important.
Some kids were teasing you?
That's not really the point.
You're right and I'll tell you a secret. I know exactly how you feel.
Big secret. You said the same thing to Newsweek.
Mom?
Yes dear?
I'm sorry I was so mean to you earlier.
Daddy. Daddy, please...
Jim... for godsake!
Rolfe.
Wade?
Yeah, brother, look, I was calling cause has there been anything on TV in Boston about a hunting accident with a guy named Twombley, Evan Twombley?
There was something. It happened up your way.
Yeah, I know him the kid that was with him. Maybe you do too. Jack Hewitt. He works for LaRiviere with me. He's my best friend.
Wade, it's late. I know you're probably at Toby's, but I'm in bed reading. We got different habits.
No, not tonight. I'm in bed too. I'm calling because I need you to listen. You're supposed to be a smart guy. You're a professor. I got this theory. Jack says he didn't see Twombley shot but he did.
It'll come out Jack lied and the kid'll get hung for it.
He was scheduled to testify for a committee investigating organized crime in New England and the construction business.
Who?
Twombley.
No shit.
You think Jack shot him?
Well, it was an accident.
They were out deer hunting, right? Jack probably heard the gun go off, then came back and found the body.
Lillian was here. In Lawford.
Huh?
The night before the shooting.
How was she?
Picked up Jill. She was supposed to visit for the weekend for Halloween. She wanted to go home.
Who?
Jill. I was thinking of getting a lawyer. Maybe you can help me.
What happened?
A divorce lawyer. A custody lawyer. You know, 'cause of Jill.
Don't think about it. You're exhausted.
Yeah, I guess.
Get some sleep.
I get to feeling like a whipped dog some days, Rolfe, and some night I'm going to bite back. I swear it.
Haven't you already done a bit of that?
No, no, I haven't. Not really. I've growled a little, but I haven't bit.
Pointless to stand around in church with nothing to do, I guess.
What about Jill? Is Lillian bringing her?
Anyone else want one? Rolfe?
No thanks. I don't drink.
Yeah. I forgot.
What about Margie?
What about her?
Well, do you still plan to get married?
Yeah. She'll probably quit her job and stay out here with Pop. We can't leave him alone here, he'll set the damn place on fire. With Jill here a lot, it'll be good to have Margie around. Things are going to change in that department, by the way. I got a custody lawyer in Concord. I'm gonna see him tomorrow. All hell's gonna break loose, but it's worth it.
I want to let the gas run out. I don't want the bastard driving drunk, and he's always drunk now. After, we'll hide the keys.
Anything new about the shooting? Twombley?
I guess it was an accident, like everybody thinks.
Want to know what I think happened?
Find them everywhere.
I think your first response to the Twombley shooting was the correct one.
Which is?
That it wasn't an accident.
Then who shot him?
Well, your friend, I think. Jack Hewitt.
Motive. You gotta have a motive.
Money.
Who'd pay him that kind of money? Not the mob. They got their own guys. Specialists.
They wouldn't deal with a guy like Jack. Who else benefits if Twombley is suddenly dead?
I don't know. You tell me.
Okay. It's likely there are people in the union who don't want Twombley to testify. They probably include his soninlaw who's vicepresident and will probably be the next president. I read that in the papers. What's his name, Mel Gordon?
Yeah, the guy with the BMW I told you about. I did, didn't I?

There they are!

Okay, I'm slowing us down.

I don't drink coffee.

You must be tired. It'll wake you up.

No, thank you. The gunfire did that.

You're one of Stravanavitch's men.

So, you study world events, little one. That's good for a girl your age.

Yeah, I study world events. Five thousand Turkienistan Muslims were slaughtered in Stravanvitch's cleansings... along with 15 American school kids. You know hQw I studied that. I went to their funerals with my dad. I met their parents.

Smart for your age, eh? Top of your class? Tell me, do you know what the word "propaganda" means?

Yeah. Do you know what the word "asshole" means.

The woman you shot. She was my friend.

That's the way of the world, little one. Didn't they teach you that in school?

Fuck off, you stupid asshole.

It would be a pity to squander such a strong personality.

He didn't leave us.

You are a resilient man, Mr.

It's not like he hasn't made us wait a few times.

Well, you aren't the President, dear.

Yeah, no duh.

You don't want to say hi to your father?

I'm sure he's busy.

Don't you even want to ask?

Hey Joey, how `bout a cocoa, double whip cream.

Alice...

Mom, just this once, give it a rest.

You're jetlagged. We'll talk about this back...

Back at The Fishbowl?

We'll talk at home. You know, most girls aren't as lucky as you. For most girls seeing the Bolshoi ballet would be the experience of a lifetime.

I know, Mom. It was great... really.

He's in a meeting. He can't be disturbed.

I'm sorry, honey.

No, it's okay. After all, he is the President, right?

When I write my memoirs I think I'll devote an entire chapter to the cocoa aboard Air Force One.

Your father never means to be so...

I know... But lotsa times I feel like it's me versus the world. Some kid at school teases me and the same day a plague breaks out in Bangladesh. I mean it doesn't take a genius to figure which is more important.

Some kids were teasing you?

That's not really the point.

You're right and I'll tell you a secret. I know exactly how you feel.

Big secret. You said the same thing to Newsweek.

Mom?

Yes dear?

I'm sorry I was so mean to you earlier.

Daddy. Daddy, please...

Jim... for godsake!

Rolfe.

Wade?

Yeah, brother, look, I was calling cause has there been anything on TV in Boston about a hunting accident with a guy named Twombley, Evan Twombley?

There was something. It happened up your way.

Yeah, I know him the kid that was with him. Maybe you do too. Jack Hewitt. He works for LaRiviere with me. He's my best friend.

Wade, it's late. I know you're probably at Toby's, but I'm in bed reading. We got different habits.

No, not tonight. I'm in bed too. I'm calling because I need you to listen. You're supposed to be a smart guy. You're a professor. I got this theory. Jack says he didn't see Twombley shot but he did.

It'll come out Jack lied and the kid'll get hung for it.

He was scheduled to testify for a committee investigating organized crime in New England and the construction business.

Who?

Twombley.

No shit.

You think Jack shot him?

Well, it was an accident.

They were out deer hunting, right? Jack probably heard the gun go off, then came back and found the body.

Lillian was here. In Lawford.

Huh?

The night before the shooting.

How was she?

Picked up Jill. She was supposed to visit for the weekend for Halloween. She wanted to go home.

Who?

Jill. I was thinking of getting a lawyer. Maybe you can help me.

What happened?

A divorce lawyer. A custody lawyer. You know, 'cause of Jill.

Don't think about it. You're exhausted.

Yeah, I guess.

Get some sleep.

I get to feeling like a whipped dog some days, Rolfe, and some night I'm going to bite back. I swear it.

Haven't you already done a bit of that?

No, no, I haven't. Not really. I've growled a little, but I haven't bit.

Pointless to stand around in church with nothing to do, I guess.

What about Jill? Is Lillian bringing her?

Anyone else want one? Rolfe?

No thanks. I don't drink.

Yeah. I forgot.

What about Margie?

What about her?

Well, do you still plan to get married?

Yeah. She'll probably quit her job and stay out here with Pop. We can't leave him alone here, he'll set the damn place on fire. With Jill here a lot, it'll be good to have Margie around. Things are going to change in that department, by the way. I got a custody lawyer in Concord. I'm gonna see him tomorrow. All hell's gonna break loose, but it's worth it.

I want to let the gas run out. I don't want the bastard driving drunk, and he's always drunk now. After, we'll hide the keys.

Anything new about the shooting? Twombley?

I guess it was an accident, like everybody thinks.

Want to know what I think happened?

Find them everywhere.

I think your first response to the Twombley shooting was the correct one.

Which is?

That it wasn't an accident.

Then who shot him?

Well, your friend, I think. Jack Hewitt.

Motive. You gotta have a motive.

Money.

Who'd pay him that kind of money? Not the mob. They got their own guys. Specialists.

They wouldn't deal with a guy like Jack. Who else benefits if Twombley is suddenly dead?

I don't know. You tell me.

Okay. It's likely there are people in the union who don't want Twombley to testify. They probably include his soninlaw who's vicepresident and will probably be the next president. I read that in the papers. What's his name, Mel Gordon?

Yeah, the guy with the BMW I told you about. I did, didn't I?