getting shitfaced and shacking up with a muscle-bound sex maniac... and doing three hours of kamikaze aerobics. Speaking of burning houses, they haven't said so in so many words, but they're making noises like they think the fire has been deliberately set. - "They" being? - The insurance company. - Based on? - Information from the fire department. - What information? - We'll know that when they tell us. Uh, another screwdriver for Mr. Hutton, and I'll have, uh, Jack Daniels rocks. Sorry about Sparky. - What about Sparky? - Oh, I thought you knew. - Oh, shit. - It was on the morning news. - I thought someone would have called you. - Nobody knows I'm here but you. I'm sorry. Well, what is it, a heart? - A suicide. - Oh, God. Oh... God! I talked to him just a month ago. I told him I wanted to apologize. Apologize? For what, for Christ's sake? Oh, for letting him down, for the things I said the last time I saw him. But he said, "Well, that's very big of you, Zach. But I'm afraid it's too late. You've cut me too deep." Did he have any family? No. Curt was the closest thing to family, but... God, I wonder how he's taking it. I gotta get home to the fuckin' loved ones. Give Bernice my regards. Uh, phone, please? Thank you. What city, please? Uh, West Los Angeles. Alexandra Hutton... on San Marino. Sorry. I have no listing for a Hutton on San Marino. I show an A. Hutton on North Bristol. Uh, there are no Huttons in West Los Angeles? - No, sir. - Okay. Gimme the number on Bristol. That number is 555-5657. - 5657? - Yes, sir. - Thank you. - You're welcome, sir. Do you see that very beautiful young woman over there in the turquoise? - The one in leather. - Yeah. Find out what she's drinking... and I'd like to order her another, okay? I approve. Hello? Hello. Hello. Is anybody there? - Hello? Who are you calling? - Alex. - Uh, Alexander Hutton. - We've got a whole bunch of Huttons here, - but no Alexandra. - Sorry. Wrong number. What man? Operator, may I help you? Operator, would you connect me with the men's shop? Thank you. - Men's Shop, may I help you. - Yes, uh, this is Zachary Hutton. - Yes, Mr. Hutton. - Yes. Would you send me over half a dozen jockey shorts, half a dozen pairs of socks, three pairs of pajamas and a robe? - Any particular color? - Uh, usual colors. - And a pair of slippers. - Where shall I send them? - Yes, uh, bungalow 11. - Bungalow 11? Uh-huh. And I'll... Sir? Yes. Look, um, I'll come by tomorrow, and I'll pick up some, um, some pants. Yes, sir. Good to have you staying at the hotel again, Mr. Hutton. Yeah, well, it's great to be here. - I've had it! - Good-bye! - Oh! - You don't understand. It's over! - Over? You listen to me! - Yes! - I'm not gonna listen to you! - You are gonna listen to me! You are gonna talk to me, and you are gonna talk to me now! - You son of a bitch! - Ow! Goddamn it! - I've had it! Good-bye, Rick. - You get over here! - Oh, fine! Where are you going in the fuckin' washroom? - Get outta there! - Oh, shit. - No! No! - Hey! - Rick! I am sick and tired of you picking up guys always behind my back! Oh, yeah? Well, let's talk about the hot numbers that you pick up everywhere. I don't pick 'em up! I pay 'em! It's different! - Oh, God! - I'm so sick of you! - Come here! - Stop it! - I'll tell you something. - Tell me. I can't right now, but if I could, I'd tell you! - I've had it with you! - Your brain is the size of a pea! Excuse me! That's it! Start breaking up the furniture, you creep! I'm not a creep. I'm a musician! - Operator. - Yes, Operator. This is Zach Hutton in bungalow 11. Would you please call the people in the apartment ------------------------------ Читайте также: - текст Вор на английском - текст Война и мир на английском - текст Бумер. Фильм второй на английском - текст Шерлок Холмс и доктор Ватсон: Знакомство на английском - текст Преступление и наказание на английском |