you couldn'tfind a woman tonight, so you pickon florence! i've tried to tell florence something. i don't want to hear! well, you're going to hear it. ok. how's the food? oh, please don't kill me! what's the use? people hear you've been in prison, but they don't want to hear why. oh, mr. blake, wait. i want to hear what you wanted to say. if we die, i'm blaming you. i want to hear your story. so tell us, why did you rub out-- i mean, uh... what caused the disagreement? are you sureyou want to know? yeah, but you don't have to demonstrate. the woman i killedi loved very much. she wasa beautiful lady. and in many ways, she reminds me of florence. oh... i mean, oh. so i could make a down payment on the house. the day i'd saved enough, i quit my nighttime job at the gas station, brought champagne home to celebrate. sounds justifiable to me. let's go. wait. anyway, i walk into the living room, nobody there. walk into the bedroom, they're hiding in the closet. my woman and another man. i flipped out! i never thought she'd do something like that. i shouldn't have, but i slapped her. she