Fargo1996

[Jerry meets Carl and Grimsrud sitting at the bar]

Jerry:
I'm, uh, Jerry Lundegaard.

Carl:
You're Jerry Lundegaard?

Jerry:
Yah. Shep Proudfoot said--

Carl:
Shep said you'd be here at 7:30. What gives now?

Jerry:
[confused] Shep said 8:30.

Carl:
We've been sitting here an hour. He’s peed three times already.

Jerry:
Ah, I'm terribly sorry. Shep told me 8:30. It was a mix-up, I guess.

Carl:
You got the car?

Jerry:
Yah, you bet! It's in the lot there. Brand-new burnt umber Ciera.

Carl:
Yeah, okay, well, sit down then. [Jerry takes a seat] I'm Carl Showalter and this is my associate Gaear Grimsrud.

Jerry:
Yah, how ya doin'. So, we all set on this thing, then?

Carl:
Sure, Jerry, we're all set. Why wouldn't we be?

Jerry:
Yah, no, I'm sure you are. Shep vouched for you and all. I got every confidence in you fellas. [smiles at Grimsrud] So, I guess that's it, then. Here are the keys...

Carl:
No, that's not it, Jerry.

Jerry:
Huh?

Carl:
The new vehicle, plus forty thousand dollars.

Jerry:
Yah, but the deal was, the car first, see, then the forty thousand, like as if it was the ransom. I thought Shep told ya?

Carl:
Shep didn't tell us much, Jerry.

Jerry:
Well, okay...

Carl:
Except that you were gonna be here at 7:30.

Jerry:
Yah, well, that was a mix-up, then.

Carl:
Yeah, you already said that.

Jerry:
Yah. But it's not a whole pay-in-advance deal. I give you a brand-new vehicle in advance and--

Carl:
I'm not gonna debate you, Jerry.

Jerry:
Okay.

Carl:
I'm not gonna sit here and debate. I will say this though, what Shep told us didn't make a whole lot of sense.

Jerry:
Oh, no, it's real sound. It's all worked out.

Carl:
You want your own wife kidnapped?

Jerry:
Yah.

Carl:
You... My point is, you pay the ransom what eighty thousand bucks? I mean, you give us half the ransom, forty thousand, you keep half. It's like robbing Peter to pay Paul, it doesn't make any sence.

Jerry:
[laughs] Okay, see, it's not me payin' the ransom. The thing is, my wife, she's wealthy. Her dad, he's real well off. Now, I'm in a bit of trouble--

Carl:
What kinda trouble are you in, Jerry?

Jerry:
Well, that's... that's... I'm not go inta, inta... see, I just need money. Now, her dad's real well off.

Carl:
So? Why don't you just ask him for the money?

Grimsrud:
Or your f***ing wife, you know.

Carl:
Or your f***ing wife, Jerry?

Jerry:
Well, it's all just part of this... They don't know I need it, see. Okay, so there's that. And even if they did, I wouldn't get it. So there's that on top, then. See, these're personal matters.

Carl:
Personal matters?

Jerry:
Yah. Personal matters that needn't, uh...

Carl:
Okay, Jerry. You're tasking us to perform this mission, but you, you won't, uh, you won't... Aw, f*** it, let's take a look at that Ciera.