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You working for these people at the club? I don't know. Maybe. It's where I pick up my paycheck. Where are you staying? House in Topanga Canyon. Band I used to play for, The Boards. But none of them know it's me. How can they not know it's you? Even when I was alive, they didn't know it was me. - The sax player. The session guy. - Mm. Plus, over the years, there's been a big turnover in personnel. Like, The Boards I played with... ...most of them have gone off and formed other bands. Only one or two of the old crew left... ...and, luckily, they're suffering from heavy Doper's Memory. DOC: Mm. Story is you came to grief behind some bad smack. You still into that? No.
Inherent Vice
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And it was deep. MAN: This your new partner, Bigfoot? Want a banana, Adrian? Bend over and I'll stick it in for you. ADRIAN: Fuck you and fuck your banana. SORTILEGE: Oh, man, oh, man. Never be surprised at the levels of disrespect within the L.A.P.D. But this was downright nasty, not to mention unprofessional. This bond between partners was nearly the only thing Doc had ever found... ...to admire about the L.A.P.D.
Inherent Vice
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BLATNOYD: Ooh. JAPONICA: Aah! Dr. Rudy! Okay. All right. Japonica, you promised me. Did you not promise me? - What are you doing here? - I escaped again for you. [BLATNOYD MUMBLES] Oof! Woo-hoo! Look at the greedy little hippie. Snorting away, are you? - Your parents know you're here? - No. SORTILÈGE: The Fenways? They were heavy-duty South Bay money... ...and led lives of unusually high density and often incoherence. Her father, Crocker, also known as the Dark Prince of Palos Verdes... ...was a lead lawyer at the office of Voorhees-Krueger... ...who had given Doc his first paying gig as a PI.
Inherent Vice