planned, but
it was executed with incompetence.
It was partly my fault.
I assumed if my instructions were
clear, even you could follow them.
- Obviously, I was wrong.
- I don't understand.
You supplied your thugs
with guns from my club?
Yes. But they were totally clean.
Nobody could trace them.
Nobody knows you planned the jobs.
Nobody knows you wrote the notes,
Karla did the job and left the notes.
Then why is there a man in my club
with shell casings
from one of my guns asking questions?
I don't know.
- Who is he?
- I'd say he's a cop. Wouldn't you?
I don't know. I haven't seen him.
Here he is, on television.
Take a good look at him
cos you're going to kill him.
- What?
- Kill him, burn him, blow him away.
How long would it take
to shave those legs?
I suppose you're trying
to be charming.
- Just offering my grooming services.
- I don't think so.
- Chip, perfect timing for once.
- Chip Cain. I'm the manager here.
How are you, Chip? Beautiful place
here, very comfortable.
We do our best. Maybe you'd like
to have a guest membership.
That'd be nice, kinda like
shooting guns in the house.
Where can I send you an application?
1603 Hillcrest.
A big white house. Beautiful place.
We'll send it along
with the .44 shells.
- I'll be sure to duck.
- Goodbye, Mr James.
I guess that's my cue. Excuse me.
You got a match? Damn.
- Richard James. 1603 Hillcrest Road.
- Right. Hey, Cain...you got a match?
Here you go. Keep it.
And, Jack, don't screw this up.
- What about the cop in hospital?
- He's guarded 24 hours a day.
- Here's the impending Alphabet note.
- Will they break this one?
They'll crack it
when we want them to.
How'd it go?
What would you guys say if I said
a six-foot blonde works here?
Witnesses reported
a six-foot blonde at Adriano's.
This isn't Detroit.
Six-foot blonde women
grow on trees in California.
He's right. They're everywhere.
You really need me! You can't
tell there's something weird here?
Meet me at my house
at 1603 Hillcrest in about an hour.
- Where are my vitamins?
- Here's $20. Get some more.
- My house in an hour.
- What did he do, sell them?
Freeze.
Damn it, Axel.
You scared the hell out of me.
Sorry. I let myself in.
How you doing?
I'm tired.
I had some work to do at the office.
- You still at the insurance company?
- Find anything?
A lot of newspaper cut-outs
about oil prices dropping.
- Did you invest in oil stocks?
- On a cop's pay? No way.
And there's an ad
for a club called 385 North.
Is that one
of your father's hangouts?
Your father got shot
cos he was on to something. But what?
Do me a favour,
use your connections at your company
to find out about
a guy named Maxwell Dent.
I'll try. You can let yourself out.
I'm gonna take a shower.
Don't shoot nobody.
- This has got to be a mistake.
- There's his car.
If he's here,
he must be robbing the place.
I don't like this, Billy.
What would he be doing here?
Maybe the Pointer Sisters live here.
- What?!
- Out back.
Welcome to Wheel of Fortune.
I thought I just heard Jack say...
Watch out. The deck's very slippery.
There's beer in the refrigerator
or you can make yourself martinis.
Wait. You're on duty. No martinis.
Perrier water is what you want.
Swimming trunks in the bedroom.
Dive in the pool.
- Why are you in a place like this?
- A place like what?
- Like this. Swimming pool, jacuzzi.
- What? I'm spoiling myself rotten.
The construction?
I am embarrassed about that.
I'm just using the other five
bedrooms, compromising my lifestyle.
You've stolen it.
How can you steal a house?
It's my uncle's house.
- Is he in rock 'n' roll?
- No! Look at the big titties.
Look at this,
titties, orange juice, beer...
Will you put your trunks on
and get in this pool?
I want you out of this pool
and house in seven minutes.
You're still a police officer.
You'll get us all in deep shit.
I love when you talk dirty.
Get in this pool.
- Get out of