AR: I l’amour old movies. This is a POM version of the movie Psycho, Where a couple in need of money head to a motel where a shy man has an unstable relationship with his mother.
Marlene was quickly packing her things at home. (Oh great, another jour at a dead-end job) she thought. She wolfed down the last bites of her cereal and rushed to her bedroom to pick up her car keys. 'Morning Marlene, I'm gonna miss ya so much sitting here, alone, again,' a dit Skipper, groggily. 'Can't wait till we déplacer to the golden state Skippy,' a dit Marlene. Now, to get this straight, they are not related in love, only as roommates in a shabby apartment in Phoenix. 'Me neither, but we'll head there in a couple weeks,' a dit Skipper. He sat up in bed, rubbed his eyes and yawned, exhaustedly. 'Get the Eleanor fixed up okay Skippy? I'm sick of it breaking down after five damn miles,' a dit Marlene hoarsely. 'You can count on me to fix her okay?' replied Skipper. He realized they've had this conversation before, so it really didn't matter to him anymore. 'Bye Skip!!' yelled Marlene as she walked ou the door, stepped off the stud that began the staircase, and left.
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'Now just get the files out here and we should be fine, boss wants the files to get into the checking accounts A file and Y file. Don't mess this up, he's real pissed today,' a dit Mr. Gonder, a friend at work that Marlene had made while there. 'I promise I won't, have I failed him before?' asked Marlene. 'Weeeeeeell...... Sometimes...?' replied Gonder. Marlene giggled, and she went off on the filing cabinets to sort the checking accounts. 'That's why I'll miss ya in a couple weeks Gonder,' a dit Marlene. 'No prob, wanna light a cig?' asked Gonder. 'No thanks, the ciggarettes have done horrors, I've literally coughed up intestines out there!!' joked Marlene. 'Fine then, gimme a call if toi wanna give a drag,' replied Gonder, walking off. That's, when Marlene noticed what he unwittingly left. A check. A check for $40,000 in USD. (I need the money.... NO!! That'll be hurtful to our friendship!! But you're leaving Marlene, ohhhhhh yes toi are... But it's wrong to the bone!! Then again, I still needs the monay!!) thought Marlene to herself, quickly snatching the check and hiding it in her purse. She went to the reception desk, asked for an early dismissing from her boss, and headed home, guilt waving her every move...
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Skipper was too cheap to call a Professional, instead, he called his friend at the mechanic store, Rico. Let me tell toi about this guy, he plays things HIS way, so if a professional tells him to attach a wire in a plug, he'd attach it to another wire, and the car would work PERFECTLY. 'Can fix,' a dit Rico calmly, before pummeling the engine with an axe to the main pipe, letting all the sludge leak out, and mending it with 'Mighty Putty'. 'Paaaaay....' a dit Rico threatenly at Skipper. 'Of course Rico, here's your 50 cents for fixing my Eleanor,' a dit Skipper. Rico slammed the two quarters in his wallet, swallowed the wallet, and shuffled down the sidewalk, his black leather veste hiding him in the shadows. When Marlene arrived, it sort've shocked him, she never came this early for starters, and she hasn't ever come back with a grin on her loutre face. 'Hey Skip, we need to go to California right away!!' yelled Marlene cheerfully. 'Why? I thought we leave 2 weeks later,' stated Skipper. 'I legally won $40,000!!!' she lied. 'Cash ou check?' asked Skipper, a smile spreading on his face. 'We have to get going if we wanna get there, so we better have a déplacer on!!!' yelled Marlene in hurry. 'Fine, suivant stop, Los Angeles!!' replied Skipper, getting in the roofless car, and slipping on his sunglasses.