Schiff told Claire, “is you’ve got a hell of a sense of timing, a hell of a sense of timing. You’ve got a sense of timing on you like last year’s calendar.” “Timing, Jack? Timing? Timing has nothing to do with it. Time maybe, that it’s run out. This has been coming for years.” “You might have told a fella.” “Oh, please,” Claire said. “Oh yes, you might have prepared a chap.” “I just did.” “Given fair warning I mean. Not waited till the last minute.” “Two weeks’ notice?” “Ain’t that the law?” “For the help.” “You were the help, Claire.” “Not anymore.” “I can’t afford to be single.” “Tough,” she said. “Tough,” Schiff said. “Tough, yeah, that should do me.” “All you ever think you have to do is throw yourself on the mercy of the court.” “Well, ain’t mercy of the court the law too?” “For juveniles and first offenders. You’re close to sixty.” “So are you.” “I don’t talk about ‘fair.’”
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