jammies. What do you want? They picked a 9 mm slug out of Dehl Swift. What's a Dehl Swift? You won't mind if I take this for ballistics? You're not gonna take this gun without a warrant. I wasn't planning to. Oh, Mother! Jesus! Just want the bullet. I'm kind of scared, Mike. It'll be light soon. I'm falling in love with you, Murphy. Real love. And it scares me. I know what you mean. Say that again. Well, I should be running. It's getting a little late, you know? You son of a bitch! - You can't say it, can you? - What? You tried, but you couldn't, you big palooka! Where you going? I pour my heart out, and you put your pants on. You dope! Big palooka-dope! Son of a bitch! Morning, angel. This just came. - It's addressed to Dehl. - In his own handwriting. Oh, yeah? - "Majestic Pawnshop." - This is it, boss. I see that. So after you go to the beauty shop, you could pick up my laundry? Primo Pitt. Somebody kicked over the rock you live under... ...and you had to crawl out into the sunshine. Scram. - Your partner crossed me. - Really? That's a shame. His squeeze or you has got something I want. What could that be? I know. The address of a good plastic surgeon. He's a funny man. Don't matter who's got it. You're gonna hand it over. - Why would I do that? - Because I got something you want. The only thing I want is to see your ass walk out of here. Phone's ringing. - Yeah? - Mike? - I've been kidnapped. - Where are you? This is ridiculous! What's going on? - You okay? - Hell, no! My hair's a mess. I broke two of my fingernails. I don't have my makeup. And I'm stuck here with these two ugly, smelly garbage cans! Caroline. Caroline! You son of a bitch! All right. I'll give you whatever you want. Let her go. She walks when I hold the goods. Come on. Did you tab that.45 yet? How about the 9 mm? They match? Good. Croix de Guerre. French medal of honor. When Dehl was good, he was very, very good. Pretty fancy for the bottom of a Cracker Jack box. I didn't hear you knock. What a relief. I thought I was going deaf. What do you want, Speer? We ID'd the.45, the 9 mm. Dub Slack and Primo Pitt. - Is it enough to nail them? - Not with their alibi. We need an eyewitness. That's why you will tell me when you find Ginny Lee, right? - What makes you think I'm after Ginny? - Questions you're asking. The places you're asking them. Always pushing people around, aren't you? Always on the prod. - That's how you do the job, remember? - You're damn right I remember. Okay. No clinches, no rabbit punches and please, no hitting below the belt. Now shake hands, and at the sound of the bell, come out slugging. Anything to drink around here? We're out of tea. There's some furniture polish under the sink. I'll get it. Why do you both go at each other so hard? Do you enjoy it? Yeah. Hello? Hello? Hello? - One more time and I hang up. - Mike? - Who is this? - It's me, Ginny Lee. You all right, kid? Where are you? Mike, I got trouble. Can you meet me? - Where? - The park. You know, the pavilion? When? When? Sick friend. Mike had to take off. - He's good at that. - Yeah. - Care for a drink? - Sure, why not? Thanks, lieutenant. - Really is furniture polish. - Yeah. Shocking what Prohibition forces people to drink. So we're back to lieutenant, huh? - It's what you are, right? - Yeah. First, last, always, seven days a week, 24 hours a day. Look, I'm sorry about the other night. That wasn't too good. Forget about it. I better go. - What? - I've gotta go. - Someday I'll figure it out. - What? Mike's not the only one around here who's good at taking off. Caroline Howley, the society twist. Pitt took a hell of a chance kidnapping Randolph Howley's daughter. He must expect big things from Mr. Murphy. Like the bookkeeper's merchandise? It's time we had another meet ------------------------------ Читайте также: - текст Дюна на английском - текст С глаз - долой, из чарта - вон! на английском - текст Franz+Полина на английском - текст Ковбои в городе на английском - текст Хлеб, золото, наган на английском |