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Stop talking...
Nicholas...
Shut up!
Let me show you...
No! You take another step, I'll shoot! They're trying to kill me...
You're wrong. You're about to make the biggest mistake of your life. Put that gun down.
Think about it! They followed you every step of the way. There was always a safety net. The taxi, there was a diver. At my house, the window was rigged... they shot at us with blanks...
That's not true...
It is. It's what you hired us for. Nobody touched your money. Nobody stole anything. They're waiting on the other side of that door with champagne... all your friends... it's a celebration...
No...
Open that door, you'll see. Your brother's there... Conrad. He's there. It's your birthday party...
Stop it!
Please, Nicholas, let me show you...
Don't move, you bitch... !
I have to show you...
No!
Hi. Didn't get a chance to say goodbye.
That's my fault. I get too worked up at these. I'm very method. You do know... that's not my name.
I didn't know what else to call you.
Claire.
Claire. Pleased to meet you.
I have to get to the airport...
Where are you going in such a hurry?
There's another gig starting in Saudi Arabia. I'm just a walkon this time though. Bitpart.
What about dinner sometime, when you get back? Would that be... ?
Is this something you're interested in? I'm not really that person I was.
I realize. Maybe you could... tell me a little about yourself.
Like what... my favorite color... ?
Like... where are you from?
Originally, Connecticut.
Big family... small?
One brother, one sister.
Studied acting, I assume?
Julliard, yeah.
Single?
Yes.
Boyfriend?
No.
Underwear?
Always.
Christine! Mister Van Orton is a valued customer...
Then, you kiss his ass.
You don't talk to me like that.
I apologized, I offered to help.
Clean out your locker.
Fine, Dennis. Soon as I get my money for this week.
I'll be right with you.
I only mention it because I took the test this afternoon, down on Montgomery Street.
Did you? Kudos.
Did you play recently?
Hm? No, about a year ago. I was working out of Los Angeles.
I've heard good things about their London branch. You have to admit, it sounds like some fantasy, roleplaying nonsense.
You want to know what it is? What it's all about? John. Chapter nine. Verse twentyfive.
I, uh... haven't been to Sunday school in years...
"Whereas once I was blind, now I can see." Night, Nick. Best of luck.
You promised you'd meet projections, Alan. A dollar sixty per share you said. So, I don't think this is so surprising a visit.
Projections were far too optimistic.
Admittedly...
Our E.P.S. was one fifty last quarter. We're up eight cents per share.
But, the expectation was ten. And, in this case, expectation is everything.
Will you really hold me to it over <u>pennies</u>?
My stock's falling. Isn't yours? Those pennies are costing me millions.
The stock will turn.
It probably will. In fact, I'd go so far as to say it almost certainly will, in time. Why should I settle for that?
Because it's fair. Give me next quarter. If you still feel this way, vote your shares...
You're talking tomorrow. Today is what counts.
You intractable sonofabitch. If your father could see you now...
What?
Your father was a friend. Goddamn it... I watched you grow up. How do you end up treating me like this?
It is so very inappropriate for you to mention my father. Or, did you think this, between us, was friendship? Just because you went fishing with my father, I should sit on my hands while you throw my money away?
Now, look...
I'll be done in a minute. You misspoke before. You're not "stepping down." I'm taking you out at the knees. The whole point is to prove that you're not deciding anything anymore. I'm firing you. Action's taken. Confidence restored. Stock goes up. I sell my shares.
There is no Baer/Grant Publishing without Alan Baer.
Remember Daniel Grant? Do they say, "without Daniel Grant, there is no Baer/Grant Publishing?" He's gone sailing, Alan. He's out there enjoying his golden years, probably wondering where you are.
I could fight you on this.
You could. But, if I leave without your signature, this agreement begins to disintegrate; benefits shrink, options narrow, compensations shrivel.
Are you finished?
No. This is my lawyer, Samuel Sutherland. I thought you two should meet.
We met, this morning. I signed the termination contract for Baer/Grace. I accepted your settlement, Nicholas. you were right. I'm going sailing.
Give me the short version.
Six shots at less than ten feet. Weapon was a large caliber
Okay, let's see...Got a pos itive on her. She's Sarah Connor, works as a legal
That can't be right. That's the name of the one Valley Division mopped up this after noon.
Here's her driver's license.
You gotta be kidding me. The new guys'll be shortstroking it over this one. A oneday pattern killer.
I hate the weird ones.
That stuff's two hours cold.
I know.
I put a cigarette out in it.
Did you reach the next girl yet?
No. Keep getting an answer ing machine.
Send a unit.
I already did. No answer at the door and the apartment manager's out. I'm keeping them there.
Call her.
I just called.
Call her again.
Same shit.
I can hear it now, it's gonna be the goddamned 'Phone Book Killer'.
I hate the press cases. Especially the weird press cases. Where you going?
To make a statement. I'm gonna give them the name. Maybe the jackals can help us out for once.