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* Well, it's one for the money

* Two for the show

* Three to get ready,
now, go, cat, go... *

Good morning.

It sure is.

(groaning)

Where do you think
you're going, little lady?

Dallas, Fort Worth...

then back here,

then we do it
all over again.

Well, let's say
you come back here

and we do it all over again.

* Honey, lay off of my shoes,
don't you step on... *

I can't. I'll be late.

Oh, I'll be quick.
I promise.

(chuckles)

Okay, I cannot promise that,

but you come back to bed
and we'll figure it out.

I wish I could,

but my flight
leaves at 11:15.

You can stay as long
as you like, though.

Just remember to pull the
door closed behind you.

11:15? What time is it now?

Almost 10:00.

10:00?! Whoa!

* Drink my liquor
from a old fruit jar *

* Do anything
that you wanna do... *

Come here...

Fly safe.

(typing slowly)

(knock at door)

You have a visitor, Sheriff.

Is it Rita Hayworth?

Close.

Sorry to disappoint.

Well, well, well.

You know, if you hear about

that missing kitten,

we're plumb out of leads.

I'm accompanying my boss.

I have some earnings reports
he needs to go over.

You know, if you wanted to see
me, all you had to do was call.

Oh, is that why
I'm here, to see you?

Why don't you come up with
a better excuse next time?

Thanks for the advice.

Don't mention it.

It's 9:00 somewhere.

I was in the neighborhood.

Figured I'd drop by

and congratulate you
on the election.

The people have spoken.

Oh, don't worry,

I'm not gonna make you say it...

...but you're welcome.

What are you talking about?

(scoffs)
I'm just saying that,

when a man saves your life,

it's only natural

to feel in his debt,

but you didn't have to go
to all this trouble.

As I recall, it was me
who saved both of our lives,

after you handcuffed me
to a 300-pound butcher block.

Well, if you really
feel that way,

then you can take back
your scotch.

Oh, no. It's a gift.

I'm not going to drink it.

Then give it to one
of your friends,

assuming you have any.

YVONNE:
Excuse me, Sheriff,

we just got a call:
body's been found

on the Westside.

Don't look at me.

DIXON:
Garbage man found him.

(siren approaching)

We got a name?

Yvonne's putting a description
out over the wire.

That's a nasty wound.

Yeah.

Help me flip him over.
Yeah.

That exit wound's
the size of my fist.

Shot with a hollow-point bullet.

It expands on impact.

(whistles)

MAN: We're hoping
to get 'em back out...

RALPH:
Oil.

JACK:
What you seeing?

Looks like somebody
left us a trail.

Hey!

Excuse me.

Well, go after him.

You're the sheriff.

You're my deputy.
Go after him.

New boots. I don't want
to get a blister.

(siren wails once)

Ooh.

You saw that, right?

Tell me you saw that?

SAVINO:
We're down 15% at the tables,

twenty at the hotel.

What, in one week?

A cop took a bullet here.

Suddenly tourists are scared
of getting gunned down

at the nickel slots

by the Dillinger Gang.

Luckily, I have a way
to turn it around.

Loosen up some slots,

up the jackpots,

and make the dice
a little friendlier

for the next couple of days.

I got a better idea.

What's that?

I'll tell you
when you need to know,

but that's not
our only problem.

What about the skim?

I ain't seen a penny
since I got into town.

Mayor Bennett still has
his Control Board pencils

watching everything we do.

He's got auditors
on the floor,

auditors by the elevators,

auditors in our Count Room.

So, what,

I go home to Chicago
empty-handed?

No. We have that figured out.

With all these auditors
everywhere?

Not everywhere.

* Well, it's Saturday night
and I just got paid *

* Fool about my money,
don't try to save... *

You're good for the count room.

* 'Cause it's Saturday night
and I feel fine *

* Gonna rock it up

* I'm gonna rip it up

* I'm gonna shake it up

* And ball tonight

* Owww...

12 seconds, gentlemen.

Ten seconds...

Six seconds...

Come on, come on.

One. One.

Time's up.

* Well, it's Saturday night
and I just got paid *

* Fool about my money,
don't try to save *

* My heart says,
"Go, go, have a time" *

* 'Cause it's Saturday night
and I'm feelin' fine *

* Gonna rock it up...

Let's count it.

* I'm gonna rip it up

* And ball tonight!

Edward Paul Dozier.

Don't know him.

You had his wallet, Gary.

It was in the car.

It was a car
that you stole

after you shot
Mr. Dozier in the chest

and left him to bleed out.

What?

I didn't kill anyone.

Oh, man, I knew
this was a setup.

Car like that,
keys in the ignition...

Soon as I saw that cop,
I should have just kept walking.

You sure it was a cop?

A white guy on that block
at 6:00 a.m. in the morning?

Had to be.

I took it,

but I didn't kill anyone.

(knock at door)

Sheriff, this
is Lieutenant Norman...

Lieutenant Norman Kemp.

I'm with the Office
of Special Investigations

at Nellis Air Force Base.

How can I help you?

I heard a description
of a John Doe over the wire.

I think I might be able
to help you identify him.

Dr. Edward Dozier was
our lead medic.

He had a weekend pass
off the base,

but he didn't make it back
last night.

We're way ahead of you.
His wallet showed up.

Which, I'm guessing, also
contained his military I.D.?

Mm-hmm.
Did you have any intention
of letting us know?

It's been a very
fast-developing case.

That's your brother, right?

Mm-hmm.
And I'm guessing
that was your son

playing grab-ass
with the receptionist?

Nothing like a little nepotism

to really make an organization
hum, huh, Sheriff?

Lieutenant,

you can insult me all you want,

but you insult my staff,

we're gonna have
a little problem.

Then we're gonna have a problem.

Now if you'll excuse me,

I'd like to interrogate
my suspect.

OSI has jurisdiction

over any case involving
Air Force personnel.

Be my guest.

But he didn't do it.

(sighs)

No.

Come on, let's try it on.

(sighs)

Does that mean you like it?

You're too much,
you know that?

Yeah, well, I've been
accused of worse.

Hey, Vinny!

Oh, my God,
is that Diane Desmond?

Laura...

looking lovely as always.

Aren't you sweet.

Hello, Vincent.

I didn't realize you
two had met before.

We haven't.

I guess my reputation
precedes me.

(nervous chuckle)

Um, I hear you're filling all
the seats at the Stardust.

Congratulations.

This is my wife Laura.

I loved your last
record, Miss Desmond.

I'm sure you get tired
of hearing that.

How 'bout this coat, huh?

It's sable.

You know what sable is?

A beautiful animal.

DIANE:
You should come see
the show tonight.

We could grab drinks after.

The four of us.

I-I should stay
around here,

considering everything
that's going on.

Oh, but I'm just playing
at the piano bar.

Johnny, the sweetheart, got me
out of my Stardust contract.

She starts in the
lounge next week.

Tonight is just a little taste
of what's to come.

(chuckling):
I didn't realize

you were talent managing
for The Savoy now.

I'm managing everything, Vinny.
You know that.

We don't need
to loosen the slots.

We got the best
singer in town

right here in our joint.

Wonderful.

Yeah, I should have known.

This whole damn thing's
way too easy.

Oil line, it's been cut.

Whoever killed Dozier
cut that oil line.

They left a nice car
running in a bad neighborhood

and just waited around
for somebody to take it.

Knowing that a trail
of oil would lead us

to whoever stole the car.

And then the killer,
he dumps the body in the lot

right next to the trail of oil.

And hope the cops would
fall for the frame job.
Like you did.

You want to tell us what you
would have done different?

I don't foresee needing
any further assistance

from your office.

I'll be starting
my own investigation.

Look, Lieutenant,

this man was a soldier,

and I'm going to find out
who killed him.

This is my case, Sheriff.

Jurisdiction cuts both ways.

The body was found in Clark
County, which makes it

just as much
our investigation as yours.

So you're just gonna have
to live with it.

(knocking at door)

Come in.

(door opens)

Welcome to The Savoy.

It's an honor to have you here.

I've been calling you ever since
you got into town, Vincent.

You never call back.

There's nothing to talk about.

You still have my single.

I haven't listened
to that in ages.

You haven't gotten
rid of it, either.

(switch clicks)

(piano plays gentle melody
on record)

* You go to my head...

I'm trying to remember
the last time I saw you.

I know it was Havana.

But was it your place
or my place?

It was eight years ago.

You looked at me

just like you're
looking at me right now.

What, like I felt
sorry for you?

Like you were scared.

(laughs)

I don't blame you.

Wife flies down to Cuba,

and boy, she gave you
some talking to.

About missing
Christmas, was it?

Don't talk about my wife.

* You go to my head...

You told me
you were going to leave her.

I tell a lot of people
a lot of things.

She didn't even
know who I was, did she?

Just some floozy
you picked up in Havana

trying to pry her poor,
helpless husband away?

She might be impressed
if she knew.

She is a fan.

You have a lot of fans.

Some that even give you
fur coats.

He doesn't realize
that the only reason

I even let him look at me
was so I could use him

to get close to you.

If you're not interested,

give Rizzo his coat back.

It's bad manners to jerk
a fella around like that.

Especially
one like him.

You're right.

I'll just leave it
here with you.

* You go to my head.

(moaning)

(sighs)

What's gotten into you?

3:00 in the afternoon?

Couldn't stop
thinking about you.

I have to get back.

Pick you up for the concert?

Yes.

RALPH:
All we found

in the car were some old
receipts underneath the visor.

This is the... it's the only
one from the last week.

Who do you think Jenny is?

I don't know, but
whoever she...

Whoever she is, she saw Dozier
two days before he died.

If you look
at the date.

We should have
a word with her.

I'm real sorry, ma'am.

I, um...

I always gave
Eddie a discount.

We called it
"the boyfriend special."

Mm-hmm.

We were at the desert
this weekend,

taking pictures.

He goes there when he's upset.

Why was he upset?

He wouldn't say.

I figured that it
was something I did.
Something you did?

We were supposed to spend
the weekend up at the lake.

He called me Friday

around 11:00...

to tell me to pack a coat.

I just knew that he was gonna
pop the question.

It's where we had, um,

our first date.

So when he
called me at 3:00

to tell me that we were going

to the desert instead, I just...

We're gonna need
to see those pictures.

It... might be useful

to our investigation
if we could take a look at 'em.

I can't find them.

What do you mean?

Eddie dropped me off
on Saturday.

He left the film with me.

I was going to develop them
first thing this morning,

but I couldn't find them
anywhere.

It was like they just vanished.

I will let you know as soon
as we find out anything.

Thank you, Sheriff.

Yeah.

Sheriff Lamb?

There was something
in those photos

that somebody didn't
want getting out.

That woman is a resident
of Clark County.

That makes her my boss.

You should have showed
more respect.

I'm trying to solve
a murder case.

You've never done that before,
have you?

Had to break the news
to somebody?

I've been an investigator
for seven years.

And I don't need some sheriff
who's one month on the beat

trying to tell me
how to do my job.

All right, here's the facts:

11:00, Dozier's got his
whole future in front of him.

He calls his girlfriend.

Seems like he's going
to pop the question.

Then about 3:00,
he calls her back,

and he changes all the plans;
cancels them.

What was he doing
during those four hours?

He was on the base,
he was seeing patients.

Any chance
of getting on the base

and talking
to some of these patients?

Mmm! I've been craving
a cheeseburger

from the second my plane landed.

I haven't had a chance

to congratulate you
on the election.

Oh, I didn't have anything
to do with it.

You transformed
a dry cleaner

into the new mayor of Las Vegas.

You are too modest.

(laughs)

You're one to talk
about modesty.

When were you planning
on telling me

you're the Assistant District
Attorney for Clark County?

I had to hear it from one
of the girls at the salon.

I should have been more upfront
with you from the beginning.

But I don't see why my job

has to get in the way
of our friendship.

So we're clear.

Vincent is a businessman.

He's trying
to change the city.

That scares you,

so you're trying to stop him
the only way that you know how--

by slandering him
and his associates.

I almost lost my husband

twice last week.

I won't risk losing him again.

Not for you or for anyone else.

I'll let you pick up the check.

It is, after all,
a business expense.

(sighs)

Didn't realize
you were military.

Yeah. Army.

Where were
you stationed?

Uh, I was an MP.

Italy, Germany.

Vienna after V-E Day.

After the war?
You re-enlisted?
They asked me to.

Special Investigations.

After the fighting stopped,

it was a free-for-all
over there.

Las Vegas is practically

Mayberry in comparison.

You were an MP, and you didn't
think of mentioning that?

Didn't think it was relevant.

We're both
military investigators.

It's not, you know, too common.

Well, Air Force
is different from the Army.

We're those tiny little dots
that you guys see on the ground

who are actually
fighting the bad guys.

A GI thinks that airmen
aren't real soldiers.

Wow. That's... that's original.

Maybe if your football team
was any good...

(engine revving,
tires squealing)

(groaning, tires squealing)

Give me the gun.

Get out of the ambulance now!

You boys misplace
your ambulance?

Who the hell would want
to steal Dozier's body?

Safe bet it was the
people who killed him.

They were probably watching us.

Just like they were watching
Gary Hill steal the car.

JACK:
But why leave the body
in a parking lot

just to go to the trouble of
stealing it back the next day?

They probably realized
that their two-bit

frame-up scheme
wasn't gonna work,

and they thought
we'd start taking

a closer look at that body.

Well, that's not the only thing
they don't want us to see.

I called ahead to get
Dozier's schedule last Friday.

He saw 14 patients
between 11:00 and 3:00,

and most of them were
from the same division--

43rd Fighter Squadron.

But guess what happened
to the gentlemen

of 43rd yesterday morning?

I give up.
Whole unit flew out.

Last-minute transfer to Dover.

And I guess you didn't
know a thing about this?

It's the first I've heard of it.

Look, we ought to get an APB out

on that trunk
and that ambulance.

You sure you don't want
to see a medic

about that boo-boo
over your eye?

(laughs)

I'll live.

Tough guy in
the Air Force?

First I heard of that.

(conversation, laughter,
mellow jazz playing)

Miss Rizzo?

Can I have a word?

Of course.
Everything all right?

This is the carbon to a fill
slip at craps table four.

I see that.
Well, it should
correspond to an original,

which the dealer would have
filed in the cash box.

I looked
everywhere.

It's not there.

I think someone stole the
original fill slip, Miss Rizzo.

Why would someone steal
a fill slip?

Well, not on purpose,
but if they were reaching

into the cash box to steal
money, they could have easily

grabbed it by accident and never
even knew they'd done it.

Do you think we should
call the gaming commission?

(knocking at door)

RIZZO:
Ah!

There's my
beautiful girl.

What happened?

Someone took the fill slips
from the cash box

when we were taking
our skim in the elevator.

Luckily, one of my
people caught it

before any of the
auditors saw anything.

I thought the skim
was under control.

It i under control, Johnny.
Yeah. If and only if

this pencil
keeps his mouth shut.

I mean, for all we know,

he could be collecting stamps

with the gaming commissioner.

Dad.
Ah...
Uh.

Maybe Angelo put up

with screwups-- not me.

Who else knows?
No one.

RIZZO: What about
this, uh, pencil?

What's his name?

He's been spoken to.

I just want to know his name.

Henry McAllister.

It's okay; he's not going
to say anything.

And I trust him.

If you trust him,
I trust him.

RALPH:
Mr. Massey, is it?

Yes.
JACK:
We're interviewing
all the patients

Dr. Dozier saw this last Friday
morning and early afternoon.

I couldn't believe it
when I heard what happened.

What brought you into
the infirmary on Friday?

I'm a civilian
who works on the base,

and I woke up and
had this earache

and I was a little dizzy.

I decided to see
the doctor here

rather than trek
all the way to town.

Did he seem at all, uh,

agitated or upset
during the appointment?

MASSEY:
Now that you mention it,

on the way out,
there was this soldier

in the waiting room,
and him and Dr. Dozier, they...

they got into it.

Could you tell
what it was about?

I guess he was a walk-in,

and Dr. Dozier said
he couldn't see him,

and the soldier
just lost it.

He got in the doctor's face,
called him a liar

and accused him of giving
him the runaround.

Heck, yeah, I yelled at him.

Friday was the deadline for
Officer Training School.

I needed that physical
or I was gonna have

to wait another year
before I could apply again.

Did he give you a reason
why he couldn't see you?

No, he said something
personal had come up.

I followed him back
to the infirmary.

Place was a mess.

He had papers everywhere--
on the beds, on the floor,

all over the tables.

Papers?

Reports or something,
and this weird

little silver box he put away
the second I walked in.

Here's the silver box the
soldier was talking about.

It's a Geiger counter.

He said there were papers
he was hiding, too.

Let's find those.
Yep.

Well, you know...

...when I was an MP,
during the war...

...you'd be surprised
where soldiers would hide

their nudie magazines
and their booze and whatnot.

Well, looky here.

Got something.

What?

One of Dozier's patient reports.

Private Jimmy Surasky of
the 43rd Fighter Squadron

was brought in
Thursday night

with rashes
and a 104-degree fever.

Died the next morning.

Some kind of
infection.

But why would Dozier
hide the file of a patient

who died of a plain
old infection?

Because the infection
wasn't an infection.

It was radiation poisoning.

Dozier found trace amounts of
radiation in his own hair.

So the guys that hijacked
the ambulance

thought we'd find
the same thing.

Says he took autopsy photos.

The girlfriend...

she said that undeveloped film

just disappeared
out of her lab.

Stolen by the same guys
who killed Dozier

because he found out
about the radiation.

Dozier talked to
an AP on Friday

and told him
everything he knew.

Guess who it was.

* You go to my head

* With a smile that makes

* My temperature rise

* Like a summer

* With a thousand Julys

* You intoxicate

* My soul

* With your eyes

* Though I'm certain...

It's like she's looking
right at me.

(chuckles)

You know this kid
in the count room-- Henry?

Been thinking about it.

It's not worth
the risk.

After we're done here,
you and me--

we're going
to care of him.

He's a good kid, Johnny;

he's not going
to say anything.

Why take a chance?

* You go to my head.

(applause)

(whistling, cheering)

It's not what you think.

That's a pile of crap.

If I told you,
I could go to prison.

Yeah, you probably would.

I didn't kill...
MAN: Yeah, yeah, it was good.

(quietly):
I didn't kill him, Jack.

But you know who did.

There's a defense company

that's working on
the base-- Atreus.

It's top secret.
They're testing some
sort of infantry suit

so that if the Russians
ever drop the bomb on us,

it supposedly shields
against nuclear fallout.

And Surasky was one
of the test subjects.

The entire 43rd Squadron was.

Dozier came to me.

He wanted me to investigate

how Surasky could have died
of radiation poisoning.

I told him he was on his own.

You didn't investigate

the death of one
of your own airmen?

How long do you think it took me

to realize
what a huge mistake that was?

Truth is, I...

I didn't do anything
to stand in their way

'cause I didn't want to
take the personal risk.

Because of that,
Dozier's dead.

Dozier took autopsy pictures
of Surasky.

Somebody stole 'em.

Probably Atreus.

What if they kept 'em?

Do you know where
they might be?

Atreus has a top secret bunker
on the base.

You were sensational.

It wasn't
my best night.

I was so distracted.

There was a woman
in the audience,

and I couldn't take my eyes
off her necklace.

(chuckling)

Vincent just gave it to me
for our anniversary.

17 years.

17 years ago,

I was still singing
in my church choir.

Oh, is that where
you were discovered?

(laughs)
No.

As you might imagine, I didn't
last very long in the church.

(chuckles)
No, my big break came
in Havana in '52.

SAVINO:
Had I known you back then,

I would have made
a lot of money.

DIANE:
Oh,

if only.

Oh, I need a powder.

Excuse me.

If we're gonna do
our thing,

we should probably
get going soon.

I'll tell Cota to
pull the car around.

I'll be back in a minute.
Mm-hmm.

WOMAN:
Oh, excuse me.

I was hoping
you'd follow me.

I need you to go home
with Rizzo tonight.

(laughs)

Let me finish.

I need you to take him home,

sprinkle some of this
in his nightcap.

He'll go right out.

Why?
'Cause it's important.

If it's so important, why
don't you do it yourself?

Yeah, sure, I'll just
reach over the bar.

He'll never
suspect a thing.

If you have him alone,
you can distract him.

What do I get in return?

My gratitude's not enough?

How about
your wife's necklace?

Ooh, there's the Vincent
Savino I remember.

I knew he was down
there somewhere.

Will you do it or not?

(door opens)

Laura...

Wait!

(grunts)

Sorry about that.

(whispering):
Surasky.

Got it.

That was fast.

There's a reason.

There's no way they'd keep
that evidence around.

We're not giving up that easy.

Go that way, we'll go this way.

What is this?

Radiation suits.

It's where they did the testing.

Tell me if I start glowing.

(door opens)

(indistinct chatter)

(handcuffs click)

You stay there.
Stand down!

Lieutenant
Norman Kemp, OSI.

I just captured
one of the intruders.

Two others just ran out
the south exit,

headed towards
the base perimeter.

Don't just stand there!
Move!

Move!

Do I at least get
a tour of the brig?

Don't tempt me.
Come on.

Autopsy photos ain't here.

They've got to be
here somewhere.

Those Air Police ain't
gonna be gone long.

Hey, hey, hey, hey,
I know this guy.

He was a patient of Dozier's
on Friday afternoon.

Uh, Massey.

Said he had an earache.

Could have faked an earache.

When he found out
that Dozier called in

all his men for checkups,

this Massey fellow
must have known

something was up,

so he, uh, probably made it up
so he could find out

exactly what
Dozier knew, right?

(sighs)

Oh.

Here.
Yeah.

Got it?

I'm pretty sure

this is what got Dozier killed.

SAVINO:
It's all going to be okay.

Benny.

Gonna send you up to Salt Lake
in a meat truck.

Gets cold in there.

But if you ever come
back here...

I won't, I-I promise.

Got anybody here
that might miss you,

uh, a wife, kids?

No, sir.

Good.

It's less complicated
that way.

(sighs)

(sighs)

Whatever you think
you saw...

She was the girl
in Havana, wasn't she?

I want her gone.

So do I.

More than you do.

But Rizzo's the boss.

And if he wants her here,
there's nothing anyone can do.

You just have to
trust me when I say

there's nothing there.

Nothing.

We got our suspect,
we got motive--

what are we waiting for?

Nellis is federal land--
we don't have the authority

to make an arrest.

I do.
RALPH: Got two
bigwig military

insiders facing
a military tribunal.

I don't think that Dozier's

gonna get any justice.

You remember
that time that our

15 head of Angus cattle

accidentally wound up
on your daddy's ranch?

Well, maybe if you were a little
better with a branding iron,

there wouldn't have
been any confusion.

We cleared that up
long ago, but, Jack,

remember how we
got 'em back?

The stampede.

Yeah.

I'll get the
wire cutters.

RALPH:
You're a murderer, Mr. Massey,

and these autopsy pictures
Dozier took prove it.

Surasky died
of radiation poisoning,

and you killed Dozier
to keep it a secret.

That's, uh...

creative.
Mm.

MASSEY:
Even if your fantasy were real,

the sheriff of Clark County
has no jurisdiction here.

I didn't
come here to arrest you.

I just came
so you'd know exactly

who it was who gave these
to the newspapers.

The American public can
be easily manipulated.

If word got out, that could
shut down our program.

I reckon you'd lose
a lot of money.

Enough to kill a man over.

We're at war, Sheriff.

When a man signs up
to go to war,

he knows exactly
who his enemy is.

James Surasky didn't
have that luxury,

and I'm sure if he had known,

he wouldn't have volunteered
to help you.

Those are classified documents.

You cannot leave
the base with those.

You cannot leave
the base with those!

Just watch me.

(starts engine)

(engine revving)

(gunshot)

Get out of the truck! Now!

Why do I get the feeling

we've met like
this before?

Get out!

Easy there, fella.

What is this?

Those are the pictures
Dozier took.

Where's the file?

Where are the
autopsy photos?

JACK:
Put your weapon down!

I said put it down!

Hollow-point bullets.

You're both under arrest

for the murder of Edward Dozier.

We've been through this.

You have no jurisdiction here.

Yes, he does.

See that fence you went
through, Mr. Massey?

Welcome to Clark County.

Katherine... so glad you

could come.
Sit, please.

Did you hear about Clark Gable?

As if I didn't
feel old enough

as it is.

Why am I here?

You made it very clear
how you feel about me.

I was harsh,
and I apologize.

But you have to understand,

I will never tell you anything
under any circumstances

that will incriminate
my husband.

And his associates.

Yesterday you were worried

about your husband
and his associates.

I will do everything I can

to protect my husband.

The climb to the top

would certainly be easier
for Mr. Savino

with all of his competitors
behind bars.

Eh.

You have your interests
and I have mine.

Who's to say they can't meet
somewhere in the middle?

(siren wailing in distance)

RALPH:
Dinner's in an hour.

Hope you like chipped beef.

Found it in
Massey's office.

Not that we needed
any more evidence.

Well, I was missing this.

Was my daddy's gun.

Thanks.

Fair warning-- any case that
I'm having trouble cracking,

I'll be calling you for advice.

Oh, I don't think I'm gonna
be hearing from you

for quite a while.

You know, ever since
I became an investigator,

everything in my life--

look at it like it's a mystery.

I open my refrigerator
and I see two missing

slices of cheese, and...

I can't sleep, honest
to God, I can't sleep

until I get to
the bottom of it.
Mm.

That ever happen to you?

No. Can't say that it has.

See you around, Sheriff.

Your per diem.

I take it all your errand boys
called in sick today?

I just wanted to make sure
everything went all right

when you slipped him the Mickey.

Oh, I didn't even bother
with that.

I just took him to bed.

Where's my necklace, Vincent?

I thought we had a deal.

Some things don't belong to you.

(door opens)

(sighs)

(sighs)

(piano playing slow,
gentle intro)

* You go to my head

* Like a sip

* Of sparkling
Burgundy brew... *

Is this payback?

I show up at your office,
so you show up at mine?

Heard you got a new singer.

I... heard
she's a looker, too.

Ah, so that's
your excuse.

It's not great.

It's serviceable.

Better be, 'cause I'm...

I'm running out of good ones.

Why don't you come back another
time when I'm not working?

That...

Yeah, that-that can
be arranged, yes.

* Still I say to myself

* Get ahold of yourself...

(typing slowly)

Wasn't easy to find.

The filing system
down there is a mess.

I'm gonna get started
organizing it.

Go home, Yvonne.

Have you eaten dinner yet?

You know...

there's a big town out there.

Why don't you go paint it red?

(fingers tapping)

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