Note: Strong language
Wednesday, January 10th, 8:00pm
Justin and Mr. Splindle
Mr Splindle: So what’s the damage?
Justin: I beg your pardon?
Mr. Splindle: How much did you get out of the old lady last night?
Justin: A couple thou.
Mr. Splindle: That’s my boy! You’re gonna go far.
Justin: I’m not so sure about this deal …
Mr. Splindle: No! You’ve done good! All you need is a little confidence in yourself. Tell you what. We’ll head out to the peeler bars tonight, get you good and happy, and then tomorrow you can start off fresh. What do you say?
Justin stares quietly.
Mr. Splindle: There’s a lot of money in it for you, son.
Justin: But … It’s dishonest.
Mr. Splindle: (regarding him with a frown) Think of it this way. What you did last night was no more dishonest than what that woman is doing to our poor government. She’s no more disabled than you or I.
Justin: But she did seem a little …
Mr. Splindle: A little what? Gimpy? All an act! (laughs) You’ve got to learn when someone’s having you on, my boy. But I’ll teach you. Yes, my son, you’ve got a lot to learn.
Justin: Mr. Splindle?
Mr. Splindle: Yes lad?
Justin: I’m not your son.
Mr. Splindle: (chuckles) It’s an affectation, my boy. Besides, at the rate you’re going it’s only a matter of time before we’re just like family. Don’t you think? Now let’s go get ourselves some ass!
Next stop: Thursday, January 11th, 6:00pm