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EXT. STAIRCASE — TABLE ROCK BEACH — DAY

BEN and DUANE stand on a landing halfway down the long set of stairs. Waves smash against Table Rock.

Duane pats Ben down to make sure he’s not wearing a wire. Satisfied DUANE

What do we have to talk about?

BEN

I need to have a going-out-of-business sale.

DUANE

You just don’t fucking learn, do you?

BEN

Look, I have all this inventory DUANE

Your problems are your problems.

BEN

My problems are your opportunity.

DUANE

Speak.

BEN

I’ll sell cheap. Fifty cents on the dollar. To you.

DUANE

Why the fuck would you do that?

BEN

I wouldn’t, except what choice do I have? I can’t find a fucking buyer, they’re all too scared they’re going to end up dead in their cars.

DUANE

(smiling)

I wouldn’t know anything about that.

BEN

Yeah, okay. Look, the point is-you win. Just give me a chance to get some of my money out.

Ben watches anxiously as Duane considers this.

DUANE

Let me think about it.

BEN

Think quick. I’m dying here.

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