"I don't have the money."
"Jake! I'm telling you, I don't have the money."
"I'm not a bitch okay!? Fuck you!"
Jake hangs up.
"Fucking druggie."
"Fuck..."
"Where's mom's purse?"
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Looks through purse.
"Listen here. You didn't see anything. If Mom asks, you don't know anything. I need this money, or Jake will kill me. You don't want your sister dead right? Can you make that promise? Promise me, you won't say shit. Promise me."
"I promise, Stacey."
