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That's where Valentine's scarpered.
How do you know?
Bloke told me.
Friends and <u>colleagues</u>.
You can't count on very many people, that's the trouble. Number of times a decent job's been cocked up ...
Poor baby.
You're just on a higher plane, Wilson.
Too bleeding true, 'n' it.
What d'you say, Elaine?
Not much you?
Same.
Uhhuh.
Last time I saw you, weren't you up for some equitywaiver thing?
Probably.
I was gonna be in that Michael Mann movie, you know with Pacino and DeNiro. Got three callbacks.
Really.
Didn't get it.
Well, those are the breaks.
Not no more, they ain't. I quit that acting shit, man.
You just cooking then?
Hell, no. I started writing.
Hey, Elaine. You even know what he's saying half the time?
No, but I know what he means.
... Reminds me of Jennifer.
Hard to miss.
I thought maybe you just came for the ride.
I'd rather be with him than without him. I don't want to be found dead in L.A.
Edward Rama?
Eduardo. Rama.
You're home, then.
I didn't expect anyone.
No reason.
I mean, what has it been six months?
Round about, yeah.
I didn't even know who I was writing to just someone with the same last name. She never talked about any family.
It was better than a telegram.
Who done it, then?
Huh?
Snuffed her.
I never said nothin' about nothin' like that. No, no, no. That's not what I wrote to you.
No, but between the lines, eh? Mysterious circumstances, and that.
This bloke she was bunked up with. This Terry what'sit.
Terry Valentine.
Valentine. What's he got to say for himself?
I dunno. What's he gonna say? They had a fight that night, she drove away, she was upset? I don't even know the guy. Don't get me wrong, Jenny and me were friends, but we didn't travel in the same social circles. She had her life, I had mine.
What more is there.
I'm just sayin' it was a steep hillside. There was no moon that night ...
Coulda happened to anyone, man. I never knew her to be reckless. I mean, sure, she would smoke a little grass, or something, have a few drinks. But that's it, nothing more than that.
No, not my girl. Selfcontrol, she had. Point of pride. And people don't change, do they.
I dunno ... Maybe they do.
Boomerang.
Y'what?
I knew when I was droppin' that letter into the mail slot it was gonna come back and smack me in the face. I did my time, okay? My sister, her ol' man's up in Chino right now doin' eight years.
This ain't your lot?
You kiddin', man? I don't need a wife and screamin' kids. I still got my youth.
I go to work, try to keep my life together, put all that shit behind me, man. What d'you want from me.
I only asked.
What, tryin' to catch him with another bird?
That's what I thought, man. But it was not a hotel or nothin' that we went to. It was someplace else.
Where abouts?
Bad place, man. Bad people. Some guys loading some trucks. Some kinda deal goin' down. I don't know and I don't care. Maybe they're shipping fava beans to Eskimos.
Did Jenny know?
Valentine wasn't even there. If he was into something, if she was involved who can say. But I'll tell you something. She stood in front of these dudes, man. Eyeballing <u>them</u>. Checking <u>them</u> out. I felt like she was covering <u>my</u> ass that day.
What you gonna do, man? You gonna go to the cops?
Nah, coppers don't do nothing, do they.
Those streets up in the hills, man. Gotta be real careful, keep your eye on the ball. Two o'clock in the morning, it's dark, your mind is all agitated, you're drivin' a little too fast ... Those curves don't kid around.
You should talk to Elaine. That was her best friend.
She didn't write to me, did she.
She didn't know what to say. I thought someone should say something. To someone. With me it was, I don't know Jenny liked me for some reason. I felt like I owed her.
Who'd Jenny get it off of this grass or whatever?
Not me, man. I'm no drug dealer, what you think.
I think you didn't get that lot in the Navy, doing your National Service.
I already told you, man. Corcoran. Know what that is? State prison.
Nick's a nick, n' it? No matter what state you're in. State of remorse, most likely for gettin' caught.
But that's not me anymore. That's when I was into the gang lifestyle. That's not who I am now. Five years in the joint that's it for me, man.
You're kiddin' me, right?
What do I do, then, look in the bleedin' Yellow Pages?
These are not guys you can just go run a number on, man.
Thought perhaps there'd be dispensing machines, you know. Bung in your coins, come out with a .44 Magnum, fullyloaded.
Are you a resident of California? You gonna fill out forms, man? Do the background check? Go through a threeday waiting period?
Sod that. Gotta get back before my probation officer wonders where I've skived off to.
Probation? Man, you crazy. They shouldn't've let you outta your country, much less prison.
Travelling on a dodgy passport, n' all.
He don't have a concealed weapons permit.
Don't have time for a lot of paperwork, y'know. Just popped over on a quick visit.
No. Not at all. Do we?
Not me, man.
I mean, it's already a steal, n'it what you said four hundred for this one?
You hadda show up on a weekend. This weekend. Wouldn't've even been a gun show ... for another month.
Fucking out of order, that. Shouldn't be allowed.
Now what. You gonna take your new arsenal, go visit Terry Valentine, just like that? Boom bam boom.
It's only insurance. Can't be too careful. This Terry Valentine, he's probably a wonderful fella. They were together how long?
Five years, I think. Long time.
Well, there you are. Jen must've liked him.
Jenny told me she met him at the beach. Got blinded by his smile. You believe that shit? Son of a bitch never smiled at me. Buried her at a "private" service. Private for who. Him?
Hang about. I thought you said he come into the restaurant where you worked with Jenny.
He came in with Jenny to the restaurant where I work. That's not where they met.
And that's where you met Jenny.
No, no Jenny used to work as a waitress. Before she met him. But that's not where she met me. Not in my restaurant.
How'd the two of you hook up, then?