Chapters (10)
CARTER: Get out for a uh—stroll now and then? Fresh air. Blood pumping?
VINNIE: I walk everywhere.
CARTER: Good! That’s good. Gotta keep your health up. Funny how the mind follows the body. Ever noticed that? You get sick, first thing you know the mind starts going straight to hell.
VINNIE: I walked clear to Glendora yesterday.
CARTER: Glendora?
VINNIE: Yeah. Clear to Glendora and back.
CARTER: That’s quite a hike—Glendora. Out near where Shoemaker had his big wreck isn’t it?
VINNIE: You know very well where Glendora is.
CARTER: What happened to that car I bought you?
VINNIE: Sold it.
CARTER: Why’d you do that?
VINNIE: Jap car.
CARTER: Well, you shoulda told me what you wanted, Vinnie. I could’ve got you an American car easy enough. Little Jeep Cherokee or something. All you gotta do is ask.
VINNIE: Cherokees flip. They’re unstable.
CARTER: Well, a Mustang then or—
VINNIE: I don’t need a car. I walk. Ever since I lost my Buick I walk.
Pause.
CARTER: Okay. Just seems like you might need some wheels to get around out here, that’s all. We always used to.
VINNIE: I don’t.
CARTER: All right. Good. Fair enough. I’m just trying to look out for you, Vinnie. (Pause.) Everything okay otherwise? Need some more cash? New shirts? You got that TV I sent you, didn’t you?
VINNIE: Sold that too.
Small pause.
CARTER: They don’t make American TVs anymore, Vinnie. They don’t exist. They haven’t made a purebred American TV for over forty years now.
VINNIE: I know that. “RCA”.
CARTER: Whatever.
VINNIE: “His Master’s Voice”.
CARTER: Yeah—
VINNIE: Who was his Master anyway?
CARTER: Look—You wanted to talk to me, right? You called me. You’ve got some kind of a major crisis going on. Something that couldn’t wait.
VINNIE: I do. Crisis is my middle name.
CARTER: I flew all the way out here just to talk to you, Vinnie. Do you wanna talk or do you wanna be cryptic and weird?
VINNIE: I appreciate that.
CARTER: What.
VINNIE: That you came all the way out here. Just to talk. I appreciate that.
CARTER: No problem. Our friendship always comes first. You know that. Always has.
VINNIE: If you say so.
CARTER: I do.
VINNIE: I haven’t asked you for much special treatment over the years, have I Carter?
CARTER: No you haven’t. You’ve been very understanding about this whole business.
VINNIE: Never called you collect in the middle of the night.
CARTER: Never.
VINNIE: Never interfered with your private life.
CARTER: No.
VINNIE: I’ve been extremely discreet.
CARTER: You have, Vinnie.
VINNIE: I’ve been a good boy.
CARTER: Yes.
VINNIE: Because I could really hurt you if I wanted to—
CARTER: All right, look Vinnie—let’s—