Time after time, he was pulled in, questioned, arraigned, indicted, no matter. Somehow the cases never quite got to trial... ...each being bargained down in the interest of justice... ...not to mention Adrian, who invariably walked. And one of those deeds appeared to be labeled... ... "the justifiable homicide" of one of the L.A.P.D.'s very own: Vincent indelicato. Otherwise known as... ...Bigfoot's partner. DOC: Bigfoot.
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You know, Dr. Blatnoyd had puncture wounds on his throat... ...consistent with bites from canines of a midsize wild animal. That's what the coroner told me! Swallow that! Listen, that's mighty weird, Bigfoot.
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It's a bit late for that, Mr. Sportello. People like you lose all claim to respect the first time they pay anybody rent.
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[SHASTA MUMBLES]
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...to stare...
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Vroom.
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Sassy, little girl. Nasty. Mean.
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Well, put it another way: What's gonna nag at you in the middle of the night?
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[SAM COOKE'S "(WHAT A) WONDERFUL WORLD" PLAYING ON RADIO] Don't know much about history Don't know much biology Don't know much about science books Golden Fang operatives, 12 o'clock. Fast approaching. Look sharp.
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- Hey, what's up, Doc? - Hey, Denis. What's up, man? What's going on? Doing all right? SORTILÈGE: Doc knew the likely reply: "I love him. What else?" With the unspoken footnote... ...that the word these days was being way too overused. DENIS: What you looking at?
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Little kid blues?
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Yeah.
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You know, whatever...
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SORTILÈGE: Yet there is no avoiding time. The sea of time.
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All right.
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The sea of memory and forgetfulness. The years of promise gone and unrecoverable. Of the land almost allowed to claim its better destiny... ...only to have that claim jumped by evildoers known all too well... ...and taken instead... ...and held hostage to the future we must live in now, forever. DOC: So who got her? Department of Justice. So, like, uh, justice was served? That's exactly right, Doc. That's exactly right. SORTILÈGE: May we trust this blessed ship is bound for some better shore.