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How long have you known Hoagie? | What the hell does Hoagie have to do with this? |
What the hell does Hoagie have to do with this? | How long? |
How long? | As long as he's been here.... |
I'm coming...How close is it? | Close...I don't know...Just get the hell.... |
Shit.... | Don't be so down, man. Money's gone...Shark's gone...We're back to conch...We've got it made.... |
Don't be so down, man. Money's gone...Shark's gone...We're back to conch...We've got it made.... | Shove it.... |
Shove it.... | You'll be the eternal tropo...The old man and the sea...Know the words to this one? 'Oh, the shark has pretty teeth, dear, and he shows them pearly white...' |
You'll be the eternal tropo...The old man and the sea...Know the words to this one? 'Oh, the shark has pretty teeth, dear, and he shows them pearly white...' | Stop that! |
Stop that! | You don't like my voice...? |
You don't like my voice...? | I don't like the song. |
I don't like the song. | Tough shit. 'When the shark bites with his teeth, dear...' |
If it works, if we can get it inside the bastard and set it off, it'll shock the hell out of it. We'll need a slave switch to set it off. Pull the dry cell out of the radio. | Anybody ever tell you you're nuts.... |
Your equipment has crapped out again.... | My equipment doesn't crap out.... |
She's in management.... | I'm training to.... |
I'm training to.... | Manage the whole damn place some day. I'm looking forward to living in the style to which I would like to become accustomed.... |
Manage the whole damn place some day. I'm looking forward to living in the style to which I would like to become accustomed.... | I'd have to manage a nookie parlor to do that.... |
What about that kid, Ross? | Oh, shit. Of course. The kid. <u>Travis</u>. Find that kid and get the knife off him. He's gonna lie to you - but he's got it - so <u>get</u> it. Well, go on, get on with it. Whatta you staring at? |
Who is who? | A professional, whining, con-person bitch with an ass the size of Africa .. |
You want my advice? | Maybe? |
Maybe? | Find yourself a farmer's daughter with nice big fucking tits, and shake that "bye-bye." Send it to Sacramento, John .. I sniff grief .. |
You gotta stop smoking .. | I <u>am</u> stopping smoking ... |
I <u>am</u> stopping smoking ... | I don't mean this "system" shit that keeps you sucking, I mean <u>stop</u> .. I was exactly like you are .. I used to wake in the night - heart going so hard I coulda made love with my left tit .. If I can stop, <u>you</u> can .. |
I don't mean this "system" shit that keeps you sucking, I mean <u>stop</u> .. I was exactly like you are .. I used to wake in the night - heart going so hard I coulda made love with my left tit .. If I can stop, <u>you</u> can .. | How'd you do it, old man? |
How'd you do it, old man? | Someone bet me a dollar .. |
Someone bet me a dollar .. | A dollar? .. Not worth giving up for a dollar .. |
Why don't you dump it? Mail it off. Give the fucking F.B.I. a present? | Why don't you dump the "Fat Lady?" |
Why don't you dump the "Fat Lady?" | Because I dislike her too much .. |
Because I dislike her too much .. | O.K. and I'm not in love with this fukker? That's how I feel about him. |
O.K. and I'm not in love with this fukker? That's how I feel about him. | No you don't. That's how you <u>think</u> you feel about him. That's how you feel about <u>yourself</u>. You won't give yourself one-fucking-minute for <u>you</u>. |
Had a seeing Eye Dog since she was eighteen .. didn't I tell you those dogs meant something .. | No, you didn't. |
No, you didn't. | Alright, I didn't, but I nearly did, and if I had I'd have been right .. I knew there was some- thing about that Labrador, that dog was too good to be dead .. We gotta get back up that dump .. |
Alright, I didn't, but I nearly did, and if I had I'd have been right .. I knew there was some- thing about that Labrador, that dog was too good to be dead .. We gotta get back up that dump .. | No way .. not me, Mister. I'm not going up there again. Might find someone's prick in a hot-dog roll. |
No way .. not me, Mister. I'm not going up there again. Might find someone's prick in a hot-dog roll. | We're going. |
We're going. | Forget it. They got stringent hyg- iene rules. He's long gone in lime. |
What are you doing, Ross? I've had that 15 years! .. | It's not your friend. It keeps you sucking. Remem- ber the old Bum's lungs? |
It's not your friend. It keeps you sucking. Remem- ber the old Bum's lungs? | I remember the old bastard's liver! I don't believe you did that. I had a great sent- imental attachment to that. |
I remember the old bastard's liver! I don't believe you did that. I had a great sent- imental attachment to that. | You want me to stop the car? |
Six girls over a period of 18 months, and give or take a head or two, the M.O.'s exactly the same. Dark hair. No hands. All shot with a high velocity twen- ty-two in the back of the head. | How come the F.B.I. don't put anya this together? They work- ed over "Jennifer" for months? |
How come the F.B.I. don't put anya this together? They work- ed over "Jennifer" for months? | They possibly did - but they nev- er had a head, so they never had a bullet - and they never got an I.D. - not on any of em - never bust a homicide unless you know who your victim is - we're the first to get a positive identity. |
They possibly did - but they nev- er had a head, so they never had a bullet - and they never got an I.D. - not on any of em - never bust a homicide unless you know who your victim is - we're the first to get a positive identity. | Identity of whom? You got a girl, doesn't even have a driver's lic- ense? .. She's untraceable, John .. You need fifty detectives on this. |
Identity of whom? You got a girl, doesn't even have a driver's lic- ense? .. She's untraceable, John .. You need fifty detectives on this. | That's what I'm here for. I want you to come and see Citrine with me? He's not gonna here it from me but I know he'd listen to you. |
That's what I'm here for. I want you to come and see Citrine with me? He's not gonna here it from me but I know he'd listen to you. | Listen to me saying what? |
Listen to me saying what? | I wanna take that fucking Blind In- stitute to pieces .. Every address book, every phone call, everyone in and outta there in the last 5 years .. |
I wanna take that fucking Blind In- stitute to pieces .. Every address book, every phone call, everyone in and outta there in the last 5 years .. | For a <u>dead</u> <u>dog</u>? |
For a <u>dead</u> <u>dog</u>? | We've fused into a major series, Ross. This girl isn't the second victim. This is "Jennifer <u>Eight</u>." |
Did he shut you down? | All but .. How <u>you</u> doing? |
All but .. How <u>you</u> doing? | I dunno, I daren't go in there - just about get her wired up, and the fucking mayor walks in - mad as hell - what are we doing fuck- ing with his staff? We should be out chasing major violators .. |
I dunno, I daren't go in there - just about get her wired up, and the fucking mayor walks in - mad as hell - what are we doing fuck- ing with his staff? We should be out chasing major violators .. | I wish he'd tell that to Citrine. |
You gotta stop calling Los Angeles .. You're dragging L.A. around with you like an addiction. Look at the shit you're putting yourself through? For what? For <u>nothing</u>, I know it, I been there. Remember me? Up to my asshole in anger, living off the vitamins in cigarettes? If there's a body under the snow, <u>fuc... | Just makes to so God damned mad .. |
Just makes to so God damned mad .. | You're a fucking great policeman, but give yourself a break. You're here 5 minutes, you find yourself a fucking homicide? .. Not many people could do that in a place like this .. And you gotta admit, there's a lot of shaky areas in this case? .. I mean, stop me if I'm going up the wrong nostril .. |
That's a very stupid question, Ross. | I'm asking it. |
I'm asking it. | How the hell do I know <u>who</u>? Some jerk-off. Some peeping-tom prick. |
Ease off, John .. | <u>I'm sick of this toy town shit</u>. |
<u>I'm sick of this toy town shit</u>. | Everything you say sounds reason- able. But there's also a reason- able explanation for the opposite. |
Everything you say sounds reason- able. But there's also a reason- able explanation for the opposite. | Don't give me that! <u>Not another</u> <u>word</u>! When you had the Fat Lady in there, and I asked you if she was lying, you looked me right in the eyes and said <u>yes</u>. So as far as I was concerned, <u>she's ly-</u> <u>ing</u>. And if the King of fucking England had walked in & told me different, I wouldn't have ... |
Alright. I'll start at the top, and work down. | You ain't going in alone? |
You ain't going in alone? | That's a liability, Ross. I don't want you hanging on to my shirt. Anyone but me comes down these stairs, take em out but try and keep him alive. I want this bastard living .. |
You're pushing this too hard. It's like you <u>want</u> me to say <u>stop</u>? You must know that's the way this is going, John? There's other work to do, why don't ya ease off a little? | Coz this is a major & we're closer to this bastard than anyone's ever been. |
Coz this is a major & we're closer to this bastard than anyone's ever been. | Then <u>where's the body</u>? .. Where's the body, and <u>why's he hidden it</u>? |
Then <u>where's the body</u>? .. Where's the body, and <u>why's he hidden it</u>? | He <u>hasn't</u> hidden it. He never made a hit this far north before, and he never read a weather forecast .. She's probably fifteen feet from the highway, three feet under snow. |
He <u>hasn't</u> hidden it. He never made a hit this far north before, and he never read a weather forecast .. She's probably fifteen feet from the highway, three feet under snow. | Have you got a match on the bullet? |
Have you got a match on the bullet? | No. |
No. | Have you got a print from the hand? |
Have you got a print from the hand? | No, Sir. |
No, Sir. | It could be anyone's hand. Illeg- ally disposed of hospital debris .. |
It could be anyone's hand. Illeg- ally disposed of hospital debris .. | It's <u>her</u> hand. <u>Her</u> scars. <u>Her</u> dog. Her dog's shot. And she's missing. |
It's <u>her</u> hand. <u>Her</u> scars. <u>Her</u> dog. Her dog's shot. And she's missing. | She's <u>not</u> "missing." Did she shout? Did she scream? Did he coerce her? <u>No</u>. She left of her own free will .. And if she gets on a plane and goes to Peru with the prick, she's still not missing. You got no case, John. |
She's <u>not</u> "missing." Did she shout? Did she scream? Did he coerce her? <u>No</u>. She left of her own free will .. And if she gets on a plane and goes to Peru with the prick, she's still not missing. You got no case, John. | If you're not gonna hear me, Chief .. |
If you're not gonna hear me, Chief .. | I <u>have</u> heard you. You just don't like hearing <u>me</u>. You got this whole damned thing outta proportion. I don't know what you gotten used to in Los Angeles, but I don't believe there's a Police Chief, <u>in this country</u>, would put a task force together for a body part .. |
I <u>have</u> heard you. You just don't like hearing <u>me</u>. You got this whole damned thing outta proportion. I don't know what you gotten used to in Los Angeles, but I don't believe there's a Police Chief, <u>in this country</u>, would put a task force together for a body part .. | We have a multiple homicide, Sir .. |
We have a multiple homicide, Sir .. | We have a body part in suspicious circumstances - a tailor's dummy wearing a brassiere - <u>and a bill</u> <u>for seventeen dollars for its wig</u>! |
I'm shutting you down on this "blind thing," John. | Is that my punishment for embarrassing Mr Heineman? |
Is that my punishment for embarrassing Mr Heineman? | Don't underestimate me .. the Mayor's pissed - but that's nothing to do with this - sit down - How many times have you been up at that institute? |
Don't underestimate me .. the Mayor's pissed - but that's nothing to do with this - sit down - How many times have you been up at that institute? | Three or four. |
Three or four. | I'm talking, outside the girl? |
I'm talking, outside the girl? | Once. |
Once. | Got a letter from this Goodridge guy? Says, you're upsetting his students? |
Got a letter from this Goodridge guy? Says, you're upsetting his students? | That's bullshit, |
That's bullshit, | He says, you freaked one of em out? "Asking a newly blind kid if he can 'see,' is both cruel, and dangerous" .. |
Yeah, in and outta Frisco on the big boats .. Every lead we had went right out to sea .. Night, night, Freddy T .. John .. | How come he's suddenly so forth- coming? I'd like to kick him right in the ass. If he'd discussed it with me, I mighta gotten somewhere .. |
So read it! You just hung a target around her neck! | Bullshit. |
Bullshit. | Don't you know nothing about this guy? He <u>reads</u> the newspapers. Col- lects the cuttings. When are they gonna find her? Now he's reading Helena Robertson's name, phrased like she's a fucking witness. You couldn't have done anything more stupid if you'd sat down & tried .. |
Don't you know nothing about this guy? He <u>reads</u> the newspapers. Col- lects the cuttings. When are they gonna find her? Now he's reading Helena Robertson's name, phrased like she's a fucking witness. You couldn't have done anything more stupid if you'd sat down & tried .. | Hey, c'mon, country boys, let's all line up and hear the expert. |
Hey, c'mon, country boys, let's all line up and hear the expert. | Just walk away from me, Taylor .. |
I know what a "witness" is. | Well, her, it ain't. That bitch is blind as a blonde fucken bat. |
I suppose I'm the worst witness you've ever had? | I gotta admit, you're one of them. Just wish I knew what you meant by a "hollow car?" |
I gotta admit, you're one of them. Just wish I knew what you meant by a "hollow car?" | Well, some cars sound fat and some cars sound thin, and this kind of car sounded "hollow" .. |
Bobby's out .. What's the hurry? | Friday night at City Hall. Got a great chance to frighten the fat. |
Friday night at City Hall. Got a great chance to frighten the fat. | Freddy's new obsession .. |
You think you're the only guy ever worked a homicide? I was a big-city cop too. And I bust- ed the clock on fucken Jennifer. I know more about this man than you'll over know - and that's how I know it ain't him - you- 're investigating a soap-opera .. | Alright, guys. We stop this <u>now</u>. |
Alright, guys. We stop this <u>now</u>. | He tells her, "bye-bye," and she gets "attacked." Well, give me a fucking break! There <u>is</u> no "Ser- ial Killer." Stick her name up in neon, there's still no Serial kil- ler! And I ain't the only one say- ing it. Everyone in this building is saying it. And I mean <u>everyone</u>. |
Shut up, King Jay .. | No, c'mon, Freddy, let's have this out & over. You know what everyone thinks? They think you're making a case coz you found yourself a nice piece of ass. And no one's blaming you for it, I hear she's worth the flowers. But don't come in here get- ting holy over us. Sure I put it in the paper. Coz I wanted to <u>stop</u... |
Don't ever stop fucking me! | Sooner... or later... I'll have to stop. |
Sooner... or later... I'll have to stop. | Oh Gawd, oh yes, it's never been better. Never BETTER!! |
It's all about you, isn't it? Soothe me, save me, love me -- | Could you just stop moving? |
Could you just stop moving? | I have to finish my job -- |
I have to finish my job -- | Everything's on the fucking run! Everything -- |
Well. | Sorry about this hand. You know that feeling -- you're not completely embarrassed yet, but you glimpe tomorrow's embarrassment? |
Sorry about this hand. You know that feeling -- you're not completely embarrassed yet, but you glimpe tomorrow's embarrassment? | Don't worry about it, boss. |
Don't worry about it, boss. | Oh shit. You said "boss." |
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