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Trailways number 714 connecting
Boston, New York, Philadelphia,

Washington D.C. and Miami...

Coming through!

- Hey!

Coming through!

- Yeah?
- Gimme a beer.

- Bud? Oly? Michelob?
- Surprise me.

Two bucks.

- Is that Johnny Perks?
- Yeah, that's him. You know Johnny?

Yeah.

He used to beat
the shit out of me.

This is for the beer...
and this is for the beer.

Hey! Billy Turner.
You're looking as wimpy as ever.

Johnny Perks. Hiya back!

Hey!

OK, taco time, boys!

You can haul your
asses outta here.

Oh, fucking marvelous. All of a
sudden, you all understand English?

Yeah, so do I. Hey...

Yeah, well, these creeps
got someone to stand bail.

Who have you got, asshole?

Hey, why don't you
have someone call the mayor?

Last I heard, he was
supposed to be my dad.

Do you usually go around
punching people out?

Only on special occasions.

Yeah? What'd you have
against Johnny Perks?

He was an asshole.

Well, you know how it is. I've
been gone for a few years.

By the way, when did you
start working here?

- Came down from Miami about a year ago.
- Well, since you're new here,

you wouldn't understand that
my getting thrown in jail

is one of the standard
attention-getting devices that I use.

My father comes down,
he bails me out, we have a little reunion.

Theatrical touches like this
are very popular in my family.

I see you have all of $57 here.
No credit cards, nothing.

What have you been doing
for a living, Billy?

Well, I've been a close
student of human nature,

an occupation that has
constantly kept me on the move.

Right.

Might explain why nobody was able
to get a hold of you nine months ago.

Hi, Ledbetter? This is Ortiz.

Yeah, I got a client for you.

Right.

Bye.

Look, I've stayed here before.

I don't need a bondsman.
Just call my father.

Your father was killed
last summer.

July 19th, somebody shot him.

No witnesses, no evidence,
nothing.

It takes me five years to get here
and when I get here, he's dead.

Un-fucking-believable.

William Turner.
You've got my wallet and shit.

Here are your personal
effects in this envelope.

I don't know about your shit.

Annie.

Joey's little sister.

So what are you doing
working for the cops?

I don't work for the cops.
I work for the county.

Next month, I get transferred
to the harbor commission.

- So how's Joey?
- I don't know.

Come on, slugger, let's go.

Bye.

Hm.

Here's your prisoner, chief.

Well, well, well, if it
isn't little Billy Turner.

No place like home, huh?

And no friend like baby Jesus.

Hm-hm. Ortiz, you go on
and you fiddle with the bail.

I got some old times to talk
over with this young fella.

Oh, sit down, Billy, please.

Well, well... You are
the chief of police now.

Hm-mm. Matter of fact, it was your
daddy who got me the promotion.

And you paid him back
by catching his killer.

You watch your mouth.

Don't be taking no
liberties with me

just 'cause you're JW's son.

Besides, you were never exactly easy
to have around the house, as I recall.

Well, actually,
what I recall is that

whenever I was in trouble,
my old man helped get me out.

Hm-mm. I remember that, too.

JW used to say there was no jam
he couldn't get his little boy out of.

You know, with a daddy like JW
and all that protection, hm...

...I never understood
why you left town.

- Well, chief, that's between him and me.
- Hey, you listen to me.

Your daddy's gone.

And I'm one of the few people left in this
town who even remembers who you are.

So when I ask a question,
you best reply.

Chief, my dad might've done one
or two things that were illegal,

and a couple of things
that weren't very smart,

but I could always
look him in the eye.

But when he married Malvina,

I just couldn't do it anymore.
All she wanted was his money.

She was sleeping
with everyone in town.

Well, Malvina's become quite the
little business woman these days.

Oh, yes. What with the dog track,
all that real estate and Club Florida...

- Malvina owns a night club?
- Oh, yes.

- No.
- Oh, yes.
A pretty rough one, too.

People out there drink
too much, play too much.

I'd shut it down if I could, but it's out
in the county, not in my jurisdiction.

But a man by the name of
Perry Kerch runs it for her.

And all the rest of the stuff,
too, for that matter.

Perry Kerch.

Perry Kerch.
Very well connected in Miami.

The sort of fella who knows where all the
bodies are buried, if you catch my drift?

Billy, people around here
are saying that,

well, you can catch sight of
him up at your daddy's old place

any time of the day or night.

- Is Kerch the killer?
- I don't have a thing on him.

But if he didn't do it,
he sure in the hell knows who did.

Well, looks like I'm gonna have
to pay this gentleman a visit.

I like you. And I liked your daddy,
too, so I'm not gonna get in your way.

You really fixed it.

To tell you the truth,
I used it a couple of times myself.

Well, what do I owe you?

I don't know.
Like I said, I used it myself.

Let's talk about it
next time you crank it up.

Next time...

So, what do you think about
this new chief of police?

Hey, Billy, I work at the gas station
around here. You know what I mean.

You saying he's on the take?

Leave me out of it.

- Watch yourself, OK?
- Oh, yeah.

Jim Turner done an
awful lot of good things.

Put the sewer through,
he put the speed lights in.

He built the first decent
school in my part of town.

Yep, he did a lot
of good things.

Twenty years in office,
and never a dull day.

Give a speech, shake hands, squeeze
the county, keep the people happy.

He wasn't home much,
but what's written there is true.

He was a bundle,
all right.

The people around here,
they loved him.

So did I.

Hello, Malvina.

Come on in, Billy,
you're family.

I suppose it's changed a bit
since you left.

Billy, I certainly do appreciate you
calling on me at a time like this.

I mean, I know it must've been
a terrible shock for you.

I mean, hearing for the first time
about what happened to your daddy.

You know, you really oughta
go out to the cemetery.

I mean, and visit with JW.

You know, I have not
touched a thing in JW's den

since the night he was killed.

Look.

I just didn't have the heart
to give anything away.

You have no idea
how much I still miss him.

My friends have all
been saying that I should

start to pick up the threads
of my life again.

I don't know,
maybe they're right.

Oh, Billy...

...it's so hard being a widow.

I mean... I don't
know what's appropriate.

Oh...

Oh, I was only up
from Miami about two weeks

and I remember I had on
this blue sundress and, well,

your father just took one look and
asked me out right then and there.

Yep, I remember. I was
the kid standing next to him.

And you know, it was just two
months and we were married.

And boy, was he
a good provider.

Well, you never
had to worry about

where your next meal was
coming from with your daddy.

He always gave a girl
a little mad money.

Yep, you were a great couple.

You always did like working in
this greenhouse, didn't you, Billy?

That was one of those little
traits you shared with the mayor.

Lord, how your daddy
loved all these plants.

Tell me something.
How is this Mr. Kerch working out?

Well, all I ever have to bother
with is signing the books.

I mean, he keeps everything
running real nice.

But things aren't real nice.

I just get home,
someone's killed my father,

no one in this town gives
a shit, and that's not nice.

However, if you really do wanna
do something nice for me,

maybe you could tell me
something about Mr. Kerch.

For starters,
are you fucking him?

I'm just gonna pretend like
you never said that to me.

OK, we're gonna mark
that one down as a yes.

Who do you think you are?

When Perry Kerch comes back
for his little matinee,

just whisper in his ear
that I want to meet him.

- Thanks a lot, man.
- Yeah, I thought you could use a hand.

- Hey, Billy Turner! Hey!
- Hey, Joey! Hey, Joey!

Yeah!

Oh, man. Oh, man.
You're a sight for sore eyes.

You know how many times I sat
on that boat and said to myself,

"I wonder what that maniac Billy is
doing, what kind of shit he's up to."

- OK, how about burro riding
in the Grand Canyon?
- Yeah, you'd be good at that.

Um, hang gliding off the
island of Catalina in the Pacific.

Last New Year's Eve, I was in Times
Square. I saw the ball come down live.

- I was there with a billion people.
- Great.

- So with you? What's up?
- Ah, Blue City.

You know. Hey, your dad, man.
I'm sorry about that.

- What do you know about that?
- Well, there's not much to know, you know?

The local cops couldn't find
their asses with a flashlight.

Yeah, I had a chat with Chief Reynolds
and he gave me Perry Kerch's name.

Ah, the less said about
that dude, the better, man.

Aw, come on, Joey, talk to me.

I mean, the guy is sleeping
with my stepmother,

he's spending
my dad's money...

I thought I could get around him,
but I was wrong. I was stupid.

No, listen, I'll tell you one thing
about this town, OK, one thing that I know,

and that's that Perry Kerch has all
the answers to who killed my father.

And I'm gonna stick on him like a cheap suit
in the rain. And I want you there with me.

- OK, well, let me tell you
something about this town.
- OK.

Since this guy Kerch has been in town,
Blue City has gotten to be the kind of place

where it pays to be careful.

"Pays to be careful."
You're kidding me, right?

"Pays to be careful"?
Hey... "We can be careful in heaven."

Who said that?

- I did.
- The times have changed.

Shit, you know, I mean,
I can't get my ass in jeopardy

at the drop of a hat anymore.

See, man, I...

...I got a job, it ain't much
of a job, I got this bum leg,

and I've got to be
careful now.

I ain't the mayor's kid, man.

Joey, I'm not
the mayor's kid either.

Not anymore.

I can't help you
on this one, Bill.

Well, what are you gonna do?
You're gonna stay here and rot?

Or do you wanna get together
and we can do this?

It's your choice.

- I've made my choice, Bill.
- OK, good.

Do whatever makes you happy.

All right, here we go.

Gimme a beer.

- Two bucks.
- Why don't you run up a tab for me?

I think I'm gonna
be here for a while.

And, by the way, why don't you tell Mr. Kerch
that I'd like to have a few words with him.

Who the hell are you, anyhow?

Turner. William Turner.

So why don't you just
find Mr. Kerch and tell him

that I would like to know
who killed my father.

Hey, Charlie, who do you gotta
fuck around here to get a drink?

How about me?

Just one drink may not do it
for you, but it could be
a start.

- What are you drinking?
- Seven and Seven.

Did I just hear you
asking about Kerch?

- I don't know, did you?
- Yeah, that stuff about him killing your father,

- was that supposed to be a joke?
- Well, guess that all depends

on whether or not he's been killing
anyone else around here lately.

You better hold it down. These are
real bad people you're talking about.

Well, you got
someplace where we can talk?

Gee, this room
is real convenient.

A bed, everything.
I bet the patrons here really love it

when they come up here
for their nap.

- Come on, get off it,
you're not that cute.
- Look, you were gonna tell me

who else Kerch has been
killing around here lately.

You've gotta be crazy talking
like that in this place.

There's no way
you can touch the man.

Unless you got some kind of
real proof against him.

Funny thing about the cops,
though,

you just never really know what
they're gonna believe, now, do you?

- You already told them something?
- Sure.

Had a long chat with
the chief this morning.

He's an old personal
friend of the family.

Come on, they'd never believe
anything you'd tell them.

How do you know? I haven't
even told you what I got yet.

Think you can live with that?

- Live with what?
- Screwing up on your boss.

If Kerch had nothing to hide,
then he wouldn't have you up here

pumping me for information the second
I got into this place, now, would he?

The trouble is,
you're so bad at it

that I know more about Kerch
than you know about me.

You wanted to see Mr. Kerch?
Let's go.

After you.

Hello, Billy.
You can call me Perry.

Real pleased to meet you.

But I must say,
I am disappointed.

To think my old friend Jim Turner
would have a son that harasses ladies.

Well, I'm real... sorry...

...that the family gene pool
doesn't live up to your expectations.

What can I do for you, Billy?

I want to know
who killed my father.

It's a mystery. Someone shot
him right in the head.

It was a terrible thing.

But I don't know who did it.

If I did, I'd tell the police.

Hm.

But it's no mystery who's getting
rich because he's dead, is it?

Come on, Billy,
what do you want?

Your share? Is that
what's bothering you?

Oh, Perry,
I want a lot more than that.

Look...

...I'll write you
a check for... $10,000.

You just fuck off out of town.

- Everybody's better off that way.
- Yeah.

Except my dad.

You think I killed
your father?

Go call the cops.

You want my money?
You're gonna need a hell
of a lot more than that.

I'm not letting you
push in on my deal.

Do you know...
do you have any idea...

...of what you're
fucking around with here?

Look at these guys!

I had to go to the state
university football team

to get these specimens!

Look at this guy.

Look at him!

It took 500 years

of pure Anglo-Saxon breeding
to produce something

this big and stupid.

You wanna fuck
with these guys?

Look...
I'm gonna fuck with you.

I'm gonna fuck with you until
you tell me who killed my father.

Welcome home, punk!

What happened?

I took a beating
at the roulette table.

Come on,
I gotta get you cleaned up.

I've got to convince Joey.

Look, Annie, I need a friend.

I'm sorry. You may need a friend,
but you don't want him.

He's a bum. He hangs out
at the dog track every night.

I know he was your buddy.
He turned out to be a small-time hood.

Nobody's a kid anymore.

- Some guy had his thugs break Joey's knee.
- Who is this guy?

Perry Kerch. He had Joey
busted up for stealing from him.

- Joey was stupid.
- Well, that's a real coincidence.

Kerch had his guys
beat the shit out of me.

Billy...

Wait, why don't you
stay here tonight?

You're really in bad shape.

I'm gonna go find Joey.

I'm sorry about your father.

Well, what the fuck
does somebody say?

Somebody can say,
"You look really shitty all beat up."

Well, thank you. Yes, it does
wonders for my personal appearance.

- Uh, is this what you normally wear?
- What's wrong with this?

- Well, it's OK for a guy.
- Thanks.

Look, I know this
whole thing's rough.

They have everything stacked up
against you. I mean, I know the feeling.

Well... thank you
for your sympathy.

But, you know,
I was a fuck up around here.

And a general
embarrassment to my family.

And now all I have left is to find whoever
killed my father and to make him pay.

Good morning, Joey.

I thought I'd stop by for another warm
reception from my old best friend.

Well, it says here you
hire out for sport fishing.

- When you start that shit?
- You don't wanna go fishing.

You're not a goddamn tourist.

Well, I fell like a tourist.

Everything is so much
different around here.

So why don't you
take me fishing?

- I take four people.
That's a minimum of 50 bucks.
- Fifty bucks.

I know, I got it right here.
Everything in this town is 50 bucks.

Come on, Joey, lighten up.
I know there's a lot of blood
under the bridge

but we fuckin' grew up together. We played
on the same basketball team, right?

- Total recall.
- So tell me what you know about Perry Kerch.

You wanna know something about
Kerch? You go ask him yourself.

Yeah, well, I tried that and he beat the
shit out of me, so now I'm asking you.

I'm asking my friend.

Wouldn't you like to see Kerch
go down the tubes?

Well, listen, all I need
is some information.

You don't have to get
involved, just tell me...

I'm not gonna tell you again!

I'm not interested in Kerch.
I got a new life.

I got a boat. I'm an
independent operator.

Oh, this boat isn't shit, man.

So what am I supposed to do?

Let you fuck me over
for a lousy 50 bucks?

Why not?
What's so special about you?

Kerch didn't take your knees.
He took your balls.

Aah!

What do you wanna know
about Kerch?

Ten a.m. on the button. Scum Teeth
never misses a workout or a sauna.

A real anal-retentive guy.
- The worst kind.

So what's this problem
with you and Annie?

Well, you know,
a little family bullshit.

Apparently, I don't live up
to her high expectations.

I can understand that.

Well, this is it.
Billy Turner declares war.

- You gonna do it?
- Hang around and find out.

Fucking maniac.

Price check on one.

Oh, hi there, it's Malvina.
How you doing, Malvina?

Love that dress. Very sexy.
Does wonders for your breasts.

Billy, what the hell
are you doing here?

Oh, feel this.
Is this not incredibly soft?

Say, um, have you spoken to
Perry Kerch? How's he doing lately?

- I don't speak to Kerch every day.
- Will you look at this?

I mean, this is great for parties,
barbeques, family reunion.

My God. And maybe you even have
a little coupon there for this.
That would be great.

Billy, what...? Stop this.
Why are you asking me about Kerch?

Oh, nothing in particular. I just
heard he had a little bit of an accident.

- Will you look what
they have on sale here?
- No, no.

- I don't eat birds.
- This must be the bargain of the month.

- Billy, I do not eat birds.
- Oh, maybe you'd like another one.

Billy, stop it.
What kind of an accident?

Oh, his car exploded.

But don't worry,
it's nothing serious.

Although, did you ever wonder
how these things happen sort
of one right after the other?

I mean, one happens, then a second happens,
and it's usually more serious.

Life's tricky that way.
And you know something?

You should tell Kerch to be
a little bit more careful.

Because one of these times,
he may be in the car,

and you know Blue City
wouldn't be the same without him.

Better safe than sorry.
That's what my dad used to always say.

Yeah, collect from
William Turner.

Mr. Kerch,
I finally get through to you.

You know, I've been trying to
reach you on the car phone all day.

No, you're kidding me.
Blew up?

The crime problem in
Blue City's really a bitch,

you know, I know how you feel.

Look, um, I gotta go now
but I'll get back to you real soon.

Hi. I want you to pull
the file on my dad's murder.

- I gotta have a look at it.
- Oh, that's real smart.

You've actually figured out a
way to get a civil servant fired.

Oh, but I'm a friend
of the family, remember?

Yeah, and I'm just another
guy, remember?

Well, you're looking better tonight.
For a guy, you've got a lot of possibility.

You're looking better tonight,
too. So what?

- Not your type, huh?
- Get a life.

Well, I'm working on it.
Me and my old buddy,
Joey, we got some plans.

He's right there.

Go on down there
and talk to him.

He's your brother
for Christ's sakes.

Go on.

Tell him I'll talk
to him later.

Been here all night?

- Watch your step.
- Thanks.

- So...
- Hey!

This here is the payout
window, right here.

Right alongside is the
door to the cashier's office.

OK, and this is the door
to the parking lot.

They always keep it locked,
but see that little "K"?

That's for the key that
they keep on the inside.

OK, now, I need a gun, but I don't
want to go to a hunting store to get it.

When you say "a gun,"
do you perhaps mean...

...something like...
these babies?

- Safety.
- This thing really work?

Sure does. Guy I got it from is
doing five years for manslaughter.

So we're on for tonight?

I owe these guys a big one.

Big one.

When I was in the hospital
with this motherfucker,

I used to dream about
doing something like this.

I know Kerch's operations
inside and out.

You can't afford not to take
me, can you?

- OK, stick 'em up!
- What?

Hey, work with me, man.
I'm new at this shit.

Who the fuck
do you think you are?

I'm a trainee bank robber,
that's who the fuck I am.

And you're Jack shit,
so just shut up.

OK, now you,
show me what you got.

Hurry up!

Aah!

Be seeing ya.

What's that?
- It's a "mile long." You want it, all right.

- You don't, get out.
- OK, just the fries.

- Just the fries, OK.
- Yeah.

Thank you very much.

Billy, the chief
wants to talk to you.

- What about my bike?
- Don't worry about it.

Boy, this town is really
turning into a dump.

Fast food, tourist bullshit, cheap hotels.
How the fuck do you stand it?

Yeah, you may not believe it, but
there's a lot of places a whole lot worse.

- Where I was born...
- Wow, really? Tell me about
your cultural deprivation.

What, did you have to walk through blinding
snow storms every day to get to school?

Fuck you, cowboy, just get off
my back. I was born in Havana.

Oh, sure, you're probably from
one of those wonderful families

that Castro ruined
everything for, right?

What's your problem? You trying
to see how far you can piss me off?

Piss you off? How the fuck can
anybody piss you off, Ortiz?

I mean, you spend your whole days
driving around, acting like you're Mr. Clean.

Meanwhile, you work for the most
crooked police force in the state.

OK, cowboy,
you're out of line.

Way out of line.

There are people who think I
should run you out of town, Billy.

They say you're a disruptive
influence, you know what I mean?

Like, for instance, what some
fella did at the dog track last night.

- Did you hear about that?
- No. What happened?

He screwed up
one of the races.

What I'd call "interfering
with the innocent employment

of people going about
their lawful pursuits."

Ooh, that's quite a mouthful, chief.
I'm surprised you've got room for it.

Rumor is that he
stole a whole lot of money.

- Did you hear about that?
- Well, it's all news to me, chief.

This money wasn't on the books.
So if they did steal it, it must've been hot.

Now you follow that trail
down the road a piece

and I'm liable to open up
a whole can of worms.

Trouble is, hot money always gets
used for other criminal activities.

So all in all, I'd be a lot happier fella
if that money was in police custody.

'Cause if I have
to go find it myself,

somebody's gonna wind up skin
diving for alligators at the prison farm.

Well then, chief, just how much
money did these fellows get away with?

About 30,000, or rumors
hereabouts to that effect.

- As much as that, huh?
- Hm-mm.

I'd be awfully disappointed
if it wasn't at least 25.

Ooh, chief, that would buy an awful
lot of junk food, now, wouldn't it?

Wouldn't it, though?

Oh, and one more thing.
As long as you're here in town,

I'll look after you
as best I can.

Kerch won't come for you here, but
out in the county, you're on your own.

Hello, Billy.

I'd like to talk to you,
if that's OK.

Funny how you
knew where I was.

Let's have a drink.

Just you and me,
none of my animals around.

Come on.

I came down here
from Miami.

I help your dad run things,
bam, he gets killed.

Then I fall in love
with his widow.

Is that so bad?
I run a club for her.

Now, you show up.

I figure you want in.
I don't like that.

So I figure I'll
buy you out, cheap.

If you don't go for it,
I'll lean on you a little. Right?

- Right.
- Didn't work.

So here's what
we're going to do.

I'm going to give you
a check for $50,000.

Here it is, right here.

And you take it.

And leave town.

No more war. Capisce?

Now you pick up the check
and walk out, Billy.

And I never see you again.
Ever.

Because I hate you.

And next time isn't letting
the animals work on you.

Oh, no.
Next time, you're dead.

You just don't get it,
do you?

I don't want your money.
I want whoever killed my father.

I want him in jail and then I
want him in the electric chair.

I want some fucking justice
around here.

And until I get it,
your life is gonna suck.

Have you ever
seen the chief not eat?

Who gives a shit about
his appetite? You just pissed
away most of our cash.

Listen, with Reynolds busy playing banker,
he won't have any time to chase us.

Let's go.

You see, Joey, this is the
kind of boat you should have.

This is a problem.

Well, hello, famous local hotshot racetrack thief.
And of course you were with him.

With him where, for Christ's sakes?
What are you talking about?

Don't bullshit me, Joey.
Where do I work?

It's all over the station that
somebody stuck up
the dog track.

Listen, Annie, how're we doing
on that favor I asked?

Fuck off.

I'll see ya later.

Look, what is this shit?
What are you embarrassing
me for like that?

Look, I care about you
and I'm worried.

You don't understand. We are
in a war with these pricks.

Get out of here, Joey, you're
fighting a war with Kerch.

You already had your war
and you lost.

Joey, Billy's nuts.

He's exactly like he was
when you were in high school

when you guys were running
around. You were both crazy.

Let him and Kerch
have their war without you.

I don't know
what you want from me.

Want me to end up
on that boat out there?

I ain't gonna take anymore
shit in this town.

That's over.

Gonna take you an awful long
time to get home that way.

OK!

Let me ask you something. Why can't you
leave my brother out of your crusade?

Because he
doesn't want me to.

And Joey thinks
he's taking care of me.

- Thanks for the lift.
- Sure. Right.

Anytime.

I'm sorry for not being very
enthusiastic about all this.

I'm not like you. I'm scared.
I don't think you can beat those guys.

Hey.

- Now what?
- Joey's got to prove himself.

If he doesn't get up now,
he probably never will.

So you're doing
all of this for him?

No, I'm doing it
because I think it's right.

What do you want me
to think about you?

I don't know.

I either confuse people
or I piss them off.

So maybe we'll get lucky and
we won't have to think. At all.

I thought Joey told you to keep
your hands off his little sister?

- I'm not necessarily
thinking about the physical.
- Oh.

It's not a bad idea.

Sometimes a guy
can't help but think.

I'm supposed
to sleep on the couch.

- Yeah, you can sleep
on the couch if you want to.
- No.

I think I could really like
you. What do you think?

I think that's OK.

You're not
supposed to be thinking.

- Hello?
- Good morning, ma'am.

Miami Herald here.
Parker speaking.

We understand that the
Monroe County district attorney

expects to hand down an indictment in
the matter of your late husband's murder

in the next 24 hours.
Would you care to comment on that?

No, I don't.

- She buy it?
- Yeah. It was on sale.

Pulling a really low,
cheap stunt like this feels just great!

Great.

- Who was that?
- Hm, nobody.

Well, it had to be somebody,
now who was it?

Don't start on me
this morning.

Now don't start playing
your little games with me.

I want to know
who the fuck it was.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Well, you're home late.

Yeah, well, I have a really
heavy schedule. I got a night job.

You know, I thought
I'd try and make ends meet.

What are you talking about?

I got a job dancing at the Club
Florida. I'm working for Kerch.

Why?

They don't know
I'm Joey's sister.

They're gonna try me out
for a few days.

I thought maybe I could
find something out there.

You know, I could look
under a few rocks.

I think that this
is a really bad idea.

- Oh, you do?
- Yes.

Oh, I see. It's OK for you
to almost get killed

and it's OK for you
to get my brother in the shit,

- but I can't do anything.
- No, look...

By the way, here's the file
on your dad's murder.

What?

Find anything, Dick Tracy?

No.

No fingerprints,
no clues, nothing.

So what'd you expect to find?

I don't know. I thought...

...you know, if I went through
it, I could come up with
something, but, um,

no sign of a struggle,
point blank range...

I figure that whoever killed
him probably knew him.

You figured
that anyway.

All right.

You're a genius.
And I'm a dolt.

Getting the file
was a stupid idea.

No, getting the file
was a good idea.

Because that's how I found out
about something else.

There was a notation to a
collateral file on Reynolds' stationary

stapled to one of the reports.

Reynolds is keeping
an open file on Kerch

and has been ever since
he came down from Miami.

Well, darling,
did you bring this file home?

No, I couldn't. Reynolds walked
in when I was at the file cabinet.

I didn't want to take the chance.
I only had one move left.

I called Miami
and I had a General 607 run.

Uh... what's a
General 607 run?

Oh, I'm sorry. A General 607
is simply a computer check

on all the public documents
of the name that you feed it.

- So I programmed Kerch.
- Oh, Annie.

Why didn't you tell me
about this last night?

Because you were so busy
telling me not to play detective,

I thought you wouldn't
want to hear about it.

I'm gonna go check it out today.
And if I find anything interesting...

...I'll tell you about it.

Maybe.

Bye, I don't want
to be late for work.

- Hi, Mom.
- What the hell are you doing here?

Oh, I don't know. I just thought
I'd come by and give you a ride.

- On my motorcycle.
- Oh, you've gotta be kidding me.

Oh, no, I thought we could
swing by the cemetery,

pay some respects to my old man.
You remember him, don't you?
Your late husband?

Let me put it to you this way:

either we find out who killed
my father, or before you know it,

you're gonna lose this big house
of yours. Now what do you say?

I don't know what to say to you,
Billy, because I think you're crazy.

Now get out of here, leave me alone,
and get this thing out of here!

OK, you can cover for Kerch if you want.
I mean, that is your choice.

But you're gonna experience grief
and woe of biblical proportions.

Billy, why are you doing this
to me? I have never done one
thing to harm you, ever.

Now don't treat me this way!

Check this out.

Huh? I've been soaking it.

It feels like a million bucks.

Yeah. You all set?

Uh-oh. What's the matter?

Are you're sure you
wanna go through with this?

Now, why wouldn't I wanna
go through with this?

Well, this isn't gonna be
like the dog track, Joey.

If you walk in there with me,
they're gonna recognize you.

When I walk
in there,

they're gonna
recognize me like I'm famous.

Whoo-hoo!

Annie... how's it going?

Great, as far as I can tell.

How do I look?

Look any better, you're gonna
ruin my end of the business.

I don't think so.

I'll raise you
a hundred right there.

OK, boys, let's go!
Up, everybody!

- You too, piglet!
- Move!

- Now move!
- Move!

OK, now where's Kerch?

- He's not here.
- What?

I said he's not here.

Well, that's too bad.
He's gonna miss all the fun.

You got these guys? You sure?

Yeah.

- You go win me some money.
- OK. Hold 'em.

Very nice. You with
that blue leisure suit on.

That's an embarrassing unit.

You oughta be ashamed
of yourself.

Yeah!

It's Christmastime!

- Hey, Billy!
- Yeah!

He's beating the shit out
of your club, there, boys.

I'm back!

Fatso, would you
come here for a second?

- Payback time!
- That's right, come up here.
Remember me?

- You're a dead fuckin' punk.
- Shut up.

The Michelin Man.

Drinks are on the house!

Fuck you, motherfuckers!

Yeah! Whoo-hoo!

Yeah, you ride! You ride!

Clocking that pudgy boy on the knee
changed my whole outlook on life!

To that beautiful chandelier!

I bet you Kerch's ass
is on fire now.

But it's only little shits like you
who are likely to get burned.

- Well, chief, what a pleasant surprise!
- Chief...

You are rockin'
the boat, fella.

Well, chief, I think this
is the point where we say

that we don't know
what you're talking about.

Because if I understand correctly, the
Club Florida is out of your jurisdiction,

as is the dog track, so I don't
think that there's any problem.

Oh, there's lots of problems with what you
and your dumb ass friend's been doing.

First of all, the club is out
in the county,

but the folks who go out there
are from my town.

Their fun gets ruined, nobody
gets locked up and I catch the heat.

Second of all, you ain't
getting nowhere, Billy.

Knocking over a few slot machines
ain't gonna put JW's killer in the chair.

- And third of all...
- Chief, spare us, will ya?

Huh? You and your boys,
you ain't putting any pressure on Kerch.

- We got to.
- You really are bright, ain't ya?

Kerch has already
wrecked one of your legs

and now you're ready to
go another round with him?

Where did you
get this asshole?

Oh, it's me again.

Well, chief,
he's the only friend I have.

You two are the sorriest excuse
for outlaws I've ever laid eyes on.

I hope you're not under the
impression that you're still breathing

because you're good at this.

It's just been dumb luck,
and I emphasize "dumb."

Kerch is coming
after you real hard, Billy.

So my advice to you is:
take a vacation.

Annie! You're Billy Turner's friend.
This bullshit's no way to get Kerch.

Tell your pal if he really wants to nail him,
I've got all the evidence he needs.

- Why are you so anxious to help Billy?
- Money, honey.

Bring him to the Paradise Palms
tomorrow night with every cent he's got.

Hey, what about
that hotel right there?

- How far we going?
- Far enough.

You got Reynolds to thank
for this little joyride.

What a bum.

Oh, yeah.

The Driftwood Motel.

Major luxury accommodations.

Think they change
the sheets here?

Of course they do.
Four times a night.

What about a pool?

- Yeah. Right.
- Can't swim anyway.

They ain't gonna
forget us for a while.

- What's next, boss?
- I don't know.

I was kind of counting on
Kerch being there.

I thought maybe
we could finish this.

Well, we're running
out of options.

Coming down to
the big final-final.

- Him or us.
- Yep.

I guess you're right.

I wish you'd cheer up, boss.

You got me worried, here.

Have another beer.

Bill!

Billy!

- Booking.
- Hi, it's me. Listen, I'm here with Joey.

He's fine, everything is great,
and I'll have him call you as soon as

he gets home from school.
- Listen, this is really important.

I think something's going on.
Debbie Torres knows who killed your father.

Debbie Torres...

That girl from the club.

I think you'd
better get back here.

Um, meet me under
Falstaff pier at eight.

Are you still crazy about me?

Yes, I'm crazy about you.

See ya later.

- Hi.
- Oh...

- You're late, Annie.
- Oh, I'm sorry.

I guess I should've said,
"Excuse me, chief,

I have an appointment with

Blue City's two-man crime wave."

I found this.

Oh, this must be
the General 607 run.

It's a marriage certificate.
Perry Kerch and Malvina Bragg,

October 17th, 1975.
And there's no record of a divorce.

I ran a specific check on that.

She and Kerch have
been married all along.

Great, so then, she and her husband
take my old man and his estate for a ride.

Yeah, but guys, see, this still doesn't
put the finger on Kerch for murder.

- Why didn't they just keep milking him?
- Maybe they got greedy.

But it doesn't matter, because either way,
if my dad found out about this,

- there's our motive.
- So am I a great detective, or what?

What?

No, yes.
You're a great detective.

Come on, Nancy Drew.

Debbie's in cabin 11.

- Who is it?
- It's Annie. Annie Rayford.

- Did you bring him?
- Yeah, Billy's here, so's my brother.

Annie tells me that you were with this
guy, Hank, the night my father was killed.

Want some pizza, Annie?
How about you guys?

I know I am starved.
I didn't eat all day, I don't think.

Yeah, I'll tell you, it's just that
I don't think it's the right time.

I mean, I gotta
go out in a minute.

- You just ordered a pizza.
- Huh?

You better cut the bullshit.
You fuck with us

and I'll tear your
fuckin' heart out, got it?

Oh, shit, this is a setup.

You bet this is a setup.
Come on, babe, I wanna talk to you about this.

- Now you tell me about this setup, huh?
- Fuck you! Fuck you!

Shut up!

They're gonna cut you up and use
you for dog meat, man. Dog meat.

And I'm gonna love it.

Blue City police.

- Get down, Annie!
- OK!

You see anything, Billy?

Whoa!

You OK, Annie?

- Wait, get Debbie, Joey!
- Don't shoot, it's Debbie!

Cover me!

- Watch out!
- Look out!

Tiny, let's get
the hell outta here!

Uh, you go home now. Right
away, as fast as you can.

- Listen to him, Annie!
- Go home. Go!

- Perfect.
- Put the guns down!

Do it now!

I just knew you were full of shit
the first time you walked in here.

Who would you like me
to call now, the governor?

Where you taking him?

I'm real sorry, Billy, but I'm not gonna
be able to cover for you anymore.

No, sir. I just got back
from that motel.

There must be a dozen ways to
figure the evidence out there

and ten of them have
you up for murder one.

- Oh, you ever heard of self-defense?
- Oh, I forgot,

you're the new
attorney around here, huh?

You're turning into
a real nuisance, Billy.

I mean, I could put you away
ten times over.

But no, that would make waves.

I mean, "Mayor Jim Turner's
son goes bad" and all of that.

So this is what the
investigation will show...

That slut at the motel was blown
away for cheating on her pimp.

He got blown away by two of Blue
City's finest for resisting arrest.

They brought you and that
other dumbass in for questioning.

But I let you go.
And you left town.

Now, have you got that?

Ortiz, come in here
for a minute.

- So that's it?
- No, that is not it!

If I ever see your face
within ten miles of this town,

the charge'll be anything from
resisting arrest or striking an officer,

anything that'll have you skin diving
for those alligators at the state pen.

And let me tell you
something else, sonny,

I got some friends out there that'll make
you think that forever is a long, long time.

Put him on his bike and
get him out of town. Pronto.

- What about Joey?
- What about him?

Why don't you just
let him the fuck go?

He's not gonna be
a problem for anybody.

Release Rayford
in the morning.

But if anybody sees this asshole again
after he hits the highway, lock him up.

Or better yet, shoot him
for resisting arrest.

Come on, Billy, let's go.

Nice bike.

Say, you gonna be
passing through Jacksonville?

Yeah, you said you was
heading north for Savannah.

Ain't no way you can get to Savannah
without passing through Jacksonville.

Now I got a cousin works
there.

He works at this great little
bar called the Plantation.

Yeah. You should stop by.

Good food, good atmosphere.

Man, you're sure giving that phone a workout.
Maybe you're dialing the wrong number, huh?

How'd you like to spend an entire
day dialing the wrong number, huh?

Hello, Annie! Oh, hallelujah.
Shit, I've been trying to reach you all day.

So did Reynolds let Joey out
of jail like he said he would?

Yeah, they let him go.

Well, good, that's what
he was supposed to do.

Hello?

Is Joey there?
Maybe he'll talk to me?

Reynolds called me at noon.

Joey's dead. They shot him.

I had to go down and I
had to identify him myself.

Oh, fuck.

I'm gonna go back there and
I'm gonna finish this thing.

I know.

Pickles!
Oh, onions!

- Yeah?
- Why aren't the lights on out there?

What the fuck do you think
I'm paying you for?

Turn the lights on
and check the place out.

Right.

Let's go.

He's at the door!

Goddammit!

Just in the nick of,
huh, Billy?

We'll get these bastards.

I don't want to see Kerch get
away with killing your dad

any more than you do.
Now I'll cover the back, you just flush him out.

Hey, sonny. Hey.

What y'all doing
in this neck of the woods?

OK, Kerch, come down,
you chickenshit!

You little prick!

Did you come home to die?

Why'd you kill Joey?

I didn't kill anybody.

But your ass is mine!

Shit.

What the hell did you come
back for, you motherfucker?

Everything was OK.

Come on, Kerch!
If you got me to leave town...

...why'd you have
to kill Joey?

I said, I didn't kill anybody!

Yeah? Well then, who did?!

You're just greedy, kid.
You want it all!

You'll get nothing!

Kerch?

Well, it's all over
now, Billy.

JW can rest in peace.

And so can you, Billy.
So can you...

Surprised, Billy?

Oh, your daddy was good to me.

He gave me the chief's badge,
gave me a real big piece.

And I liked it, too.

But you know, the more you
get, the more you need.

And I saw a way to get it all.

I killed your daddy, Billy.

In fact, I killed 'em all.

Ol' Kerch thought I was a real
reasonable fella.

Yeah... just biding my time.

Letting things
play themselves out.

Yeah, you showed that
old Turner spirit, Billy.

Went right after it.

JW would've been real proud.

But I'm a hungry man, Billy.
You know that.

Now come on. Give it up.

You know I gotta have it all.