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Hey.

Just take it easy with the gun.

Look, I got it right here. You can cut it.

I'm really going to ruin everything I have.

I called two hours ago.

Hey, didn't you hear? They took Guadalcanal.

Let me get the war news off the radio. I got things to say.

Did you get the goods on Lamar?

Yeah.

What you got the pop gun out for?

Expecting company?

Maybe.

Maybe, huh?

Even so, you leave the toys to us.

You been playing with this thing?

What's up, Nick?

Over there.

Damn it, Greek.

Why didn't you tell me this on the phone?

That makes two stiffs in a week.

Have you seen enough?

Lieutenant, you want me to call it in?

No, Harry.

Not yet.

Well, if this whiskey ain't just for show, maybe we can have us a couple of

nibbles while our Greek friend here can tell us why he took Blondie out of the

running. You know Dixie Ray?

Movie star?

Sure. That ain't her.

No, it's Adrian somebody. Dixie Ray's secretary.

She paid me a visit today.

How'd you get in?

It was open.

Don't you have a secretary?

She got drafted. Why?

Changing jobs?

I thought you'd be back before now.

I went to the beach.

And?

You're getting sand on the rug.

I might do a soft shoe in a minute unless you came over to entertain me.

You know, Nick,

I could be part of the package.

Just think.

Me and all those other women.

Anything you want.

Anytime you want it.

It's getting hard.

You must like the idea.

I'm a sucker for a classy day.

You'll have to tell me what to do, Nick.

It's been a long time.

Well, let's see how much you remember.

when you eat those pussies.

Did you ever wish you had any of these to put it inside that pussy?

Not very often.

Wouldn't it be fun to fuck them?

I like sucking them.

I like sucking them.

Would you let me suck them too?

Would you let me suck them?

You play your cards, right?

Yeah, I'd love to suck them. I bet you do.

Keep sucking.

Are you really a lesbian?

Sure.

But I love cock.

I think it's a good cock.

I used to be very good at this.

I used to be really good at this.

You like the way I suck your cock, Nick?

I

want

you to make me come. Come on, make me come. Come

on.

Make me come.

Can you make me come? Of course I can.

Let me see.

forget something like this.

Come on, babe.

You have a good memory.

It could be like this all the time, Nick.

If only you wouldn't, you know.

What? Tell the police.

It's a good deal, Nick.

Don't turn it down.

Just think of all the lovely pussy we can share.

You can suck a little.

Supposed to forget about old Charlie?

Little shit.

Don't worry about it.

Somebody's got to.

Oh, Nick.

You're such a pussycat.

Real softy.

Hey!

You make me sick.

All of you.

After you come, I make you sick, huh?

I'll bet you don't get prime filet.

Besides, what about all the money?

Buy some more bonds.

You're really going to do it?

A man is dead, you dumb bitch.

He may have been a little shit.

Please,

don't.

I love her.

Which one?

You. Bastard.

You're not going to tell anybody anything.

Now, give me the negative.

Look, take it easy, baby. It's not that easy, understand?

Just give me the gun.

Hey, you got it. Look, okay, okay. You want the negative. You got it.

I got it right here. I don't want any more anyway. Just watch where you're

pointing that gun, okay?

Just take it easy with the gun.

Look, I got it right here. You can have it.

Now watch.

You're going to ruin everything, you son of a bitch.

You're really going to ruin everything I have.

God.

I really didn't mean to do it.

I was going for a shoulder, but...

I fucked up.

She was dead before I got to her.

And nobody heard the shots and nobody cared.

Right in this neighborhood.

Right in the chest.

I told you yesterday, you never could shoot with a damn.

They're trying to blackmail me with pussy to keep me quiet.

Come on, Greek.

Pussy, for Christ's sake, come on.

First time she called me was three, four days ago.

Who called?

I was saying goodbye to my secretary.

She quit me just before the army was transferring her father back to Fort

Benning. For some dumb reason, she wanted to go.

Play with it.

Oh, thank you.

Yeah.

Oh, you touch my clit.

Oh, yeah.

He liked the scene between them. He liked what they pointed out.

Not again. What are these people, crazy?

Oh. Don't think anything of such shit.

Especially when you're trying to wait.

have to go with your family now.

Nikki,

we're going to live on the post.

Sure.

Who's going to answer the phone?

It's the first call we've had all week.

Yeah, but you know, I'm not going to be able to get somebody who can do the

things you're doing.

You like playing with yourself, don't you? Oh, you know I do.

Oh, Nicky.

Don't worry.

Hey, I talked to a couple of girls.

Yeah. And let's say they're a bit anxious.

You know, anything's better than working in that defense plant.

Yeah, but still, I mean... Oh, honey.

I told him all about this thing, too.

You did?

Yeah, I told him all about it. I told him how easy it is to get it nice and

and hard.

He's a normal guy.

Yeah, but with everybody going into the service, they like to hear all about

you.

They like to hear all about this, too.

You know, women love a good dick.

Huh? Detective.

Let me see if I was lying.

Let me see.

Maybe I can get a heart again.

What do you say?

Be my guest.

Oh, shit.

What? Mickey, I'm going to snag my stockings.

You know, they're getting hard to get.

Why don't I take them off?

You can get some more at the PX. You're in the Army now, sweetheart.

Oh, that's so good.

Suck it.

You like to hear me talk about my pussy, don't you?

Yes.

I ever do is talk about my pussy.

I can't stand it.

You come in and I go crazy.

You do?

Oh, you drive me crazy.

One day I was here and I was jerking.

The man came in.

He almost caught me.

I pulled my dress over my full ass.

And he saw my panties on the desk.

I know he knew what I was doing.

I love it when people watch me on my ass and my pussy.

I think about sucking your cock while I rub my clit.

It was a different voice than the one we'd called before.

This one belonged to Mrs. Charles Barclay of the Bel Air Barclays.

Mrs. Charles T.

Barclay, she said.

Like that would mean something.

It didn't.

See you. I heard him.

another 15 minutes.

usually take on a client sight unseen.

I figured she was good for the hundred bucks she promised. So I went out.

Can you imagine?

A hundred bucks just to go out and talk about whatever she wanted to talk about.

I didn't mind.

Hello, Ms. Barclay. What can I do for you?

Call me Dixie.

Dixie? You used to be Dixie Ray. I still am.

I should have known.

Don't be silly. The hair's different.

May I call you Nick?

Sure.

I'm being black.

Let me guess.

You got drunk one night, and someone took some pictures of you with a

leg spread wide.

How did you know?

I didn't just get up and go.

Who took the pictures?

My husband.

My husband and I and a few very close friends played these little sex games, I

guess you could call them. Oh, we used to.

I threw my husband out over it, the little shit.

And I wanted you to keep the negatives.

Look, if you have the negative, what the hell are they blackmailing you with?

Princey, mate.

I borrowed him quite a bit of money and gave him the pictures of me with my

dress up to even the score.

How'd you get them back?

Brought them back to Tony Lamar.

I burned the print.

Where's your husband now?

Where'd you take Mr. Barkley?

Dispenser arms off Wilshire.

So who's blackmailing you?

I don't know. Some man called and said he still had a print and he wanted $50

,000. Well, I won't pay it. I can't afford it.

You don't even have any panties on.

I never wear panties.

They leave a mark.

Not ever?

Not ever.

Not now?

Not now.

You don't believe me?

Oh, God.

No. Oh, no. Not yet.

That comes later.

If you're good.

And I bet you'll be real good.

Just say those were previews of coming attracts.

Always Hollywood?

Always.

I'm a star, sweetheart.

Like I said, the stuff wet dreams are made of.

Anyway, we finished off the wine and headed for the Spencer Arms.

I thought at first the room was really empty I was wrong

I

also

thought she might be dead I was wrong about that too

You're cute.

I'm looking for Charles Barkley.

I don't think he's here.

Maybe he's under here.

I bet that's where he is.

Nope.

Maybe.

either. I think that little old me.

Want to see that too?

Yeah, sure.

Told you he wasn't there.

Thank you.

I hurt your ass, too.

You hurt like crazy.

Ugh.

All I could think about was that damn negative.

I really didn't want to keep it in the office if I could help it.

Who was it?

Ho?

That said, the best place to hide something is the plane site?

The water cooler was perfect.

It's used so seldom, right?

I even considered playing goldfish in it.

It was Dixie again. Oh, hi, Dixie.

Yeah.

Yeah, well, I'll be over there at dinner now.

Sure.

Okay, bye.

She wanted me to come back to the house for something, but wouldn't say what.

I didn't mind.

It was too early to try to see the gambler, and I figured she could tell me

other places I could look for her husband.

You're the one who's pretty.

Love

your skin.

Spread your legs wide for me, yes.

Oh, yes.

Like that? Yes.

Spread your pussy for me.

Spread it. Yeah.

Death.

She's the jealous type.

Come talk to me.

Did you talk to my husband?

Not yet. The little shit wasn't in, but someone else was.

Old Charlie isn't exactly crying in his beer since you kicked him out.

He has some little jitterbugs staying there with him.

A girl?

You're going to have me chewing on this furniture in a minute.

That's really why I called, love.

We started something we didn't finish.

I bet you know a lot of women, don't you?

I know how detectives are.

But every time I call your office, you answer.

Don't you have a secretary?

She committed suicide.

Not enough sex.

Couldn't you have helped the poor thing?

Listen, I did what I could.

We were at it night and day, but I had to stop every couple of hours to clean

gun.

You know how us detectives are.

Do you carry a gun?

Only when I need one.

Tickles.

Am I going to need one?

I hope not.

Kiss me.

You do kiss nice.

What the hell?

Hat on and off.

What the hell?

Oh, I'm sorry.

Leslie, don't leave. Come in.

I don't need any company.

Doesn't anyone know when you have company?

This is my daughter, Leslie.

It's your daughter?

By my first marriage.

And this is Mr., uh... Papadopoulos.

Nick Papadopoulos.

Don't leave, Leslie.

It's rather urgent that Mr.

Papadopoulos speak with your stepfather today.

About what? The tax thing?

Did that really happen? No. Do you know where he might be?

Charlie's hotel?

Yeah, he wasn't in.

But he does have some little bitch living with him already.

Mother.

What was she like?

She's okay.

I'm sorry, I can't help you. I haven't seen him since he left.

Excuse me.

I think I'd better go.

It'll be silly.

We haven't quite finished.

I

don't

want to tease you.

I want to really show you my tits.

Yeah, but this place makes me nervous.

Let's wait.

Till we can meet somewhere.

Like the Coliseum.

There won't be as many people there.

There's more.

I know you don't really want to leave.

It's so fucking hot.

You're good.

You're new.

um um um

Tell me Dixie Ray loves to suck cock.

I love to suck cock. Oh, use your name.

Dixie Ray loves to suck cock.

Say it again.

Dixie loves to suck cock.

Oh, I gotta fuck you.

Yeah.

Oh.

That might just be your bonus.

Right, please.

I want to thank you for not giving me away.

She has no idea about Charlie and me.

Incidentally, I don't normally act like that.

Like what?

You know, like I did back at the hotel.

I was higher than a kite.

You don't have to apologize to me.

I don't care whose face you want to stick your squidgy into.

Mine or your stepfather.

I love him, you bastard.

You're crude.

Stop trying to call me. It's still important.

I just can't ever seem to get enough.

You know what I mean?

One day, a mailman came, and he almost caught me.

Did I ever tell you about that?

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, I don't know how long he'd been standing there.

I just sort of...

Jumped up and he handed me the mail, all business -like and everything.

Let's go upstairs, Lisa. I want the negative.

No, it's disgusting.

Oh, no.

Let's go upstairs.

No.

Even if he hadn't been standing there for very long, he had to know what I was

doing.

He had to see my panties on the desk.

No.

Oh, God. God, no, I could have died.

Don't be silly.

Oh, no.

Oh, he's way too old.

Here you go, boy.

thing to make me do, fellas.

One in the belly.

No marks.

Where is it?

I'll tell him I have it here. It's not here.

Probably doesn't.

Even this window peeper isn't that dumb.

Whatever it is, lose it.

I'm making prints, peeper.

Her name's Papadopoulos.

Papi. Dappy.

Listen.

Listen good.

Nobody gets the 50 grand but our boss.

You don't want your feet going into business for yourself now, do you?

and get up.

Don't try it.

How's it going, Pally?

I got a beef.

Pally.

Tell me and I'll fix it.

Couple of your goons danced me around today.

This guy looking for trouble, boss?

He's off.

Makes a friend of us.

He's one of them.

One of who?

Someone hire you to rough him up today?

No, boss.

Not me. I swear.

Okay. So is two other guys.

The point is, I don't like wearing my face on the back.

Okay, I'll keep an eye on him.

Anything else?

Yeah, it's private.

Okay, boys.

Oh, wait a minute. Before you go, check to see if he's got any steel on him.

Nothing personal, Nick. It's just I don't even allow my friends to come in

I bet he does, too.

Do you always carry around girls underpants?

Yeah, I collect them.

Maybe I can give you some of mine sometime.

Sure.

Look, why don't you take Sherry home with you, huh?

Hey, she's good, real good. Come over here, baby, and chill your ass.

Tony! Come on.

You want a base for your connection?

Dead choice, Nick.

Sit up.

Look, Tony, I didn't come here to fool around.

I want you to lay off Nixie Ray. She's not going to give you another dime. She

doesn't have to. She paid off her old man's debt and then some.

Don't bullshit me, Tony. You had someone call her up, said they had another

print, and you want more dough.

Not me. I gave her every print of that pussy shot I had.

We're square, her and me.

She has to do that. It's distracting me.

Look, Nick, someone's trying to shake Dixie down some more, but not me.

Why don't you ask the husband?

He took the damn thing.

Just remember what I said.

Hey, Eddie, the Greek is leaving. Bring him his gun.

Look, Nick, let me send Sherry over to your place a little later tonight. Stay

around.

Honey, will you stop?

Someone else you like.

Yeah.

How about the hat check girl and the singer? Oh, I even have a better idea.

How about Ina Rae Hutton and the all -girl band?

They could never come over and stay around three.

The hat check girl already had a date.

She had a date.

Oh, right, the hat check.

Tony was serious.

Yeah.

Have you got anything to drink, honey?

I could use a drink.

Some bourbon in the kitchen.

I'll find it.

Yeah.

Didn't you want us to come, honey?

What the hell?

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

Oh.

Oh.

Oh. Oh.

Oh.

Oh, what is it?

Oh, he's fucking me.

Yeah, he's fucking me. I didn't get to hear it.

He's fucking me. It's the same thing. Oh, God. You'll hear her holler at home.

She's so good. Yeah, when she comes, she really lets us.

Oh, Daniel.

Come on, Daniel.

Just tease her. She doesn't tease you. Just tease her.

Oh, yeah.

Look at that coat. Will you fight me?

Yes. I love your tits.

I love your tits.

Yeah.

Good morning.

Fuck me, Nick.

Tell him I'm sorry.

Tell him to fuck me.

I didn't mean to hear you sing.

Did you miss anything?

Did you sing? Yeah, you're here.

Yeah, when she comes, she helps. You want to fuck me?

Yeah, I want to fuck you.

Oh, yeah, fuck her. No, I don't think I will. Don't fuck her like you fuck me,

Nick. Oh, yeah.

I know.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah. Oh, boy. Me, too.

On this mustache.

Say please.

Oh, yeah. Please.

Oh,

yeah. Please.

Yeah.

Oh, it's hot.

What? Come on, Nick, fuck me.

Oh,

yeah. Oh,

yeah.

Oh,

yeah. Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Oh,

God.

Oh, I'll put it in.

It's good.

It's good.

Like me.

Oh, I love it.

Yeah, like you did to me. Oh, yeah.

It's going to make me calm like this. Oh, wait, listen.

Oh, wait. Yeah.

Are you wet? I am. Yeah.

You're not going to feel it, are you?

Oh, my God.

Oh, let me feel it. Oh,

let me feel it. Dick in your cut.

Oh, yeah. See? Yeah.

Oh, I feel his muscles. You like your neck?

You like my pussy?

Oh. Huh?

Yeah. How do you like it?

Come on, Nick. Come on, come on. Yeah, Nick.

Come on, make her come.

Come on. Make her come. Yeah.

Come on. Yeah.

Yes. Yeah. I want it from you. Yeah.

Yeah. Yeah. Put it in her. Yeah.

Oh. Oh, Kenny, it's hot.

Yeah.

Nick, you're doing it.

Nick.

How do you want to come?

Like I always come.

Just come.

I don't want to come.

Come on, Nick. We'll see you come.

Come on, Nick.

Yeah. Don't you ever fuck the girl so I say you come.

Stop. Do it again. Yeah.

Yeah. Uh -huh. Uh -huh.

Oh.

Yeah. I feel it. Oh, it's so hot. It's warm.

Nick, come on, baby.

It's all over my body.

Oh, Nick.

You made him come.

You made him come.

And you wouldn't fuck me.

Hello. Charles Barkley, Dixie Ray's husband.

My stepdaughter said you wanted to talk to me.

Yeah, I did.

Well, I've tried these two telephone numbers on your card all evening.

Look, uh, Barkley, Dixie's not going to pay you another cent.

What?

picture you took of her at one of your sex games.

Mr.

Papadopoulos, I'm afraid you have your facts twisted.

Dixie does have those little parties, but I certainly never participated

in them. In fact, that's why I finally left her.

Oh, she didn't throw you out, right?

In fact, I've just discovered I have a considerable amount of money in my own

name and a San Francisco bank.

Mr. Barclay, Dixie says that you're blackmailing her with a picture you took

of her with a dress up and nothing on underneath.

That's ridiculous.

Although I have no doubt that someone took such a picture.

It's the kind of picture she would pose for.

She's become a truly degenerate woman.

Disgusting.

Dixie's disgusting, but fooling around with your stepdaughter isn't.

I, uh, don't have to justify myself to you.

It's a very personal matter.

Mr. Barkley, I think it's time that you and I had a serious talk.

Where are you now? In my hotel room.

I went through the window this time.

Somehow, I didn't think it would be a good idea to get spotted by the night

clerk.

It was a good thing, too.

Barkley.

Barkley, it's me. It's Papa Douglas.

Are you asleep?

You saw it.

Two bullet holes in the wall, but they didn't count.

The ones that did were the three in the chest and the two in the face.

Someone with an automatic had been very, very mad at Charles T. Barclay of the

Bel Air Barclays.

I thought you said it was over.

No, no, no, please. I'll get my keys and be right back.

Well, hurry, damn it.

If someone had called the cops, that meant you already knew there was a body

there. But you didn't know I was.

I had to get out.

Ah, so any of your keys work?

Oh,

shit.

Dixie had lied to me.

It was all part of a very elaborate plan.

First, they had to get my gun. No.

First, they had to find out if I carried a gun.

Do you carry a gun?

Only when I need one. So they had to convince me I needed one.

That convinced me.

The part where they switched the gun worked good, too. Check to see if he's

any steel up.

I played right into their hands.

I was so busy looking at all the squidgies they were showing me to keep

off what was going on.

I didn't tumble till I was up to my ears.

Why did Lamar want to kill Dixie's husband?

And why did she help him?

Then I remembered something else.

He doesn't have any money, not of his own. Never did.

In fact, I've just discovered I have a considerable amount of money and my own

name in a San Francisco bank.

About what? Tax thing?

Did that really happen? He doesn't have any money. I have a considerable amount

of money. Jackson?

I had to talk to Tony Lamar.

Thank you

Oh, yeah, sure.

I didn't hear what you said.

Open it up.

Dixie!

Dixie!

It seems warm.

You shouldn't be here.

Come on out here, Dixie.

What is it?

He made me come here, Dixie.

Why the gun, Nick?

He knows everything.

Oh? I know about the gun switch.

I know about the frame.

I even know why you wanted your husband dead.

I think I need a little drink.

Dixie, you haven't made a movie in a long time.

Your dowry's almost gone.

Like you said, you're on a downhill side of your career.

So you needed the money you put in your husband's name.

But rather than borrow it, you decided to inherit it.

Tony, I think we picked the wrong name out of the phone book.

I tried to tell you! All I don't know is who actually killed old Charlie.

By the way, you know who the little bitch was living with old Charlie?

You bastard.

I know that he was sleeping with my daughter.

How'd you find out?

He told me himself. He called me.

Thought that was why I'd hired a private detective.

Thought I already knew.

Well, there isn't a jury in this country that'll convict me.

Who'd convict a mother?

Who convicted Dixie Ray of trying to protect an innocent daughter from a

degenerate stepfather?

That's not that simple, Dixie. When you started this, it was for the money, and

I know all about it.

So it's not just a passion killer.

What does that mean?

It means, no matter how you doll it up, it's called murder, baby.

When this world's probated, I'll have thousands.

We don't want to go to jail, Nick. We want to live.

And you can live the good life with us.

And when I make my comeback, I'll have everything.

And you'll have everything.

You stick with us, you can have anything you want, right, Dixie? You'll have

everything.

You'll have me.

Whenever you want me.

And you said you wanted me.

The thing is,

It's not just me, Dixie.

Oh?

He means me, Mother.

Leslie. Oh, baby, I'm sorry.

Leslie?

Leslie?

You did it!

You killed him!

Don't you understand?

That's my baby. Don't touch me.

But I want to hold you. Don't touch me!

I love you. And you love me.

Love.

What do you know about love?

He couldn't love you. He couldn't even get it up.

He couldn't love me.

He could get it up for you.

Couldn't get it up for me.

That's impossible.

Because I'm three times the woman you'll ever be. Dixie!

You stay out of this, you cocksucker!

He is, you know.

Where are you going?

Leslie!

He was right about you.

You did this! You turned her against me!

She's gonna go into court with a shyster lawyer. She's gonna tell the court all

the terrible things that little shit's done to her daughter.

And she ain't gonna fry.

She'll probably get a medal.

Grants my ass.

Nobody cares about the victim.

Some of us do.

He's dead.

Who cares?

You gotta tell me something. You gotta explain something.

I don't understand this. I mean, how far is it going to go?

When I was a kid, when I was growing up in my neighborhood, if someone killed

somebody and they got away with it because they had enough gold, the

and the friends, they'd get their own justice.

I mean, we cared about each other. We protected each other.

Nobody does that anymore.

Hmm.

Oh, it's a dream.

Yeah.

Quench my ass.

Relax, Nick.

You ain't gonna change the world.

I could try.

Nobody else gets it, Dan.

You weren't listening.

There's a Kramer again.

Where are those guys?

Oh, how are they coming? By stagecoach?

All right.

Okay.

They're on their way.

You know, the trouble with you, Greek, is that you believe all that stuff you

see at the movies. I mean, about the good guys always coming out on top at

end.

Is that why we're fighting? This war?

Isn't it?

I don't know. Is it?

Maybe.

Want to go in thirds in the clothing store?

No.

You don't either.

Here's what you're going to do. You're going to wait here for the meat wagon.

You're going to see they pick poor Blondie up.

Me?

arrest the moving star.