't left his desk in 12 years.
At least he's had 12 years.
Anyway, it's a homicide case and it
belongs to Rand. Go to the hospital.
- Can I ask around a bit?
- Don't do a thing.
You're skating on thin ice as it is.
We're talking about a friend of mine!
Yes, we are, aren't we?
Let's take a close look at that.
One, a hoodlum friend.
Two, a professional hit.
Three, in a cop's apartment.
This whole thing
stinks to high heaven.
- Why a professional hit?
- I didn't just walk into this town.
Whoever killed your friend
wasn't worried about you.
If they were, you'd be lying
beside him in that meat wagon.
Don't do a damn thing.
Stay out of this.
I'm owed some vacation time.
I want to take my vacation now.
Stay away from this case.
I just need a little vacation,
that's all.
All right, as soon as you finish
at the hospital, you're on vacation.
Thank you.
But if you decide
to butt into this case,
it'll be the longest vacation
you ever heard of.
- Checking in today, sir?
- That depends. This hotel expensive?
Not for Beverly Hills.
Can I get your bags for you?
Yeah, that's my bag
in the front seat.
I'm sorry, sir, we just
have nothing available tonight.
I suggest next time
you call for a reservation
at least a week in advance.
Thank you.
- Hi.
- The nerve of some people!
May I help you?
You have a reservation
for Axel Foley.
Let's see.
I'm sorry, I don't see
anything under that name.
Check Rolling Stone Magazine's
Axel Foley, that's what it is.
No, no Rolling Stone, no Axel Foley.
I'm sorry, sir.
You probably just made a mistake.
Just give me another room.
Sorry, sir,
but there are none available.
Don't you think I realise what's
going on? Who do you think I am?
If I was some hotshot
from out of town
and you'd made a reservation mistake,
I'd be the first to get a room.
I'm not some hotshot, I'm
a small reporter from Rolling Stone,
here to do an interview
with Michael Jackson,
that's gonna be
in every major magazine.
I wanted to call it Jackson
Is Sitting On Top Of The World.
Now I'll call it
Jackson Can Sit On Top Of The World
But Not In The Beverly Palm Hotel
Cos There's No Niggers Allowed.
Excuse me, sir, it seems
we have a last-minute cancellation.
There is a room available, a suite,
but I'll charge you
the single-room rate.
Thank you. I'm sorry,
it's probably jet lag.
- I understand.
- What's the rate?
That'll be $235 a night, sir.
Fine.
- That'll be suite 1035.
- Thank you very much.
- Yes, sir.
- Thank you.
If Michael calls,
tell him what room I'm in.
Of course.
- How you are doing?
- Hi.
I'm fine. My name is Serge.
How can I help you?
I'm looking for Miss Jenny Summers.
It's very busy today.
You give me your name?
- My name's Axel Foley.
- What it's pertaining?
- I didn't understand.
- Pertaining, meaning, regarding...
Oh, what's it regarding?
I'm an old acquaintance.
Donny.
One moment.
Donny, tell Miss Summers
that Ahmed Farley's here to...
- No, Axel Foley.
- Ahmel...Ahwell...
Foley's here,
he's an old acquaintance.
Cover this up.
It's like the breast of a dog
to scrub for the customer.
- It's not sexy, it's animal.
- Not sexy at all.
May I offer you something to drink?
Wine, cocktail, espresso?
No, thank you.
I make it myself, with a lemon twist.
You should try it.
No, I'm fine.
- I see you look at this piece.
- How much would it go for?
$130,000.
- Get the fuck outta here.
- No, I cannot.
It's a very important piece.
- Ever sold one of these?
- Yesterday.
- Get the fuck outta here.
- I'm serious. I sell it myself.
What are you doing here?
- How you doing?
- I'm fine. Hold on a second.
Great. Excuse me, Serge.
- What are you doing here?
- How you doing?
It's good to see you.
How've you been?
- Look at you!
- You like?
Yeah. You're getting old.
Fuck you.
- What is this?
- A moustache.
- Peach fuzz.
- No, that's man style now.
You have someplace we can talk?
Yeah. Over there.