The Italian Job2003

[Stella gets an early-morning phone call from her father.]

Stella Bridger:
Hello?

John Bridger:
Hello, sweetie.

Stella:
Daddy...[checks the clock] it's early.

John:
I just wanted to let you know that I'm sending you something.

Stella:
Mmm. Does it smell nice?

John:
No...But it's sparkly.

Stella:
[suddenly wide awake] Does it have a receipt?

John:
[chuckles] I'm sending it to you from the store.

Stella:
Hmm. Why don't you just come by? We'll have some breakfast.

John:
It'd be a long trip. [pause] I'm in Venice.

Stella:
[sits up in bed] With your parole officer's approval, of course?

John:
I like the guy, Stella, you know that. But we never really connected. So I think I've paid my PO his last visit.

Stella:
What are you into, Dad? Don't break my heart. You told me you were through.

John:
After this, I am through. I swear to you.