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Uh, well, I'm gonna have the house anchovy loaf to start... ...and, um, the devil ray filet. Can I get that deep-fried in beer batter? It's your stomach. What can I get for you, little buddy? Mm, I'll take the jellyfish teriyaki croquettes and the eel Trovatore, please. Okay. And to drink, gentlemen? You'll wanna get fucked up before this meal. That's for sure. I have some recommendations. Maybe the, uh, Tequila Zombie. - Make it two. - All right. Thank you.
Inherent Vice
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Oh, I can dig. You're just gonna ignore that? Some hippie chick with boyfriend trouble, brains mushed up with dope and sex? I've never seen you so emotional. The lights are out. Never seen you during the day. You didn't tell Bjornsen any of this when he pulled you in at the crime scene. That's because I promised Shasta I'd come talk to you first, right? See if anybody at the DA could help out with this. I tried to call you. - Day and night. No reply. - You tried to call me. Really? Yeah. Look, I forgot. I don't know. Look, all know is the next thing... ...Shasta's missing, Wolfmann's gone and, uh, Glen Charlock's dead. Bjornsen seems to think you're as good a suspect as any. [CHUCKLES] "Seems to"? Wait a minute. You been talking to Bigfoot about me? Doc, please. Besides, maybe you did it. Has that crossed your mind? - Maybe you just forgot? - What? Did do what? Killed Glen Charlock. - Kill him? - Yeah. What?
Inherent Vice