Yeah, mazel tov and all that shit. Mel, I don't trust the motherfucker anymore. I can park a slug in a motherfucker, you know that. Pick up our end of the dough tonight and head for Cleveland. End of story.
Jewels can go all the way looney tunes.
One ivory, one black. The laughing nut that's resurfaced is unbeatable. Mel has the force that was there when we first met. The laughter that I feel staffing in my belly is as much relief as anything else. A fixer, good for IDs, hot cars with paper, guns, whatever.