You know I have an office now? It's like a day job and everything. I looked in the phone book and almost went over there. Then I thought better for everyone if this looks like a secret rendezvous.
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Just spent an hour on surface streets trying to make it look good.
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Uh... [EXHALES] You want a beer?
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How about a beer? You want a beer? Yeah.
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There's this guy.
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DOC: Uh...
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[SIGHS]
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Sure I did. No. You were always true.
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- You never did let me down, Doc. - Don't worry. I'll... No, I mean, really. Ever.
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Ooh. What are you doing here? I drove up with Bambi. She heard Spotted Dick were here... ...so I had to come along and keep her out of trouble. She's possessed. She's got Spotted Dick posters on the walls... ...sheets and pillow cases, T-shirts, souvenir roach clips. All right, she's keen on the Dick. It's 24 hours a day. She's got Spotted Dick albums on stereo. Okay, yeah, now listen. I'm looking for that guy that I met at Club Asiatique the other night. - He's here. - Yeah? Where? - He's in the kitchen. - The kitchen?
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How much loyalty I owe him.
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Oh. Huh. Deaf and dumb, part of my job.
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That there is Coy Harlingen, the stiff in question. That was taken last night.
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I'll talk to Penny. See what we can see.
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I'm not sure.
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[EXHALES]
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Now, what the fuck?
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Bunco Squad, usually. Does that mean the L.A.P.D. believes every, uh, return from the dead is some kind of con? You're dead, you're dead. Are we talking philosophy?
