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?
Inherent Vice
24.7s
SORTILÈGE: Was it possible that at every gathering... Concert, peace rally, love-in, be-in and freak-in... ...here, up North, back East, wherever. ...some dark crews had been busy all along... ...reclaiming the music, the resistance to power... ...the sexual desire from epic to everyday... ...all they could sweep up, for the ancient forces of greed and fear.
Inherent Vice
4.2s
How much of your own time do you think you got left, kid?
Inherent Vice
20.8s
SORTILÈGE: These were perilous times, astrologically speaking, for dopers... ...especially those of high school age. Who'd been born, most of them, under a 90-degree aspect... ...the unluckiest angle possible... ...between Neptune, the doper's planet... ...and Uranus, the planet of rude surprises.
Inherent Vice
12.1s
Just to check and see the current state of affairs of my old stomping grounds. Seeing as your effort to keep lines of communication had been... ...limited. To say the least.
Inherent Vice
1.9s
So who sent you here?
Inherent Vice
2.1s
[TRAY CLANGING]
Inherent Vice
2.3s
Are you okay, brother?
Inherent Vice
1.7s
PENNY: Oh.
Inherent Vice
1.2s
...and locks it.
Inherent Vice
2.5s
...and your own throbbing vein.
Inherent Vice
4.1s
...various cases I'm working on. And, uh...
Inherent Vice
4.1s
It isn't what you're thinking. Don't worry. Thinking comes later.
Inherent Vice
4s
After a long and busy day of civil rights violations...
Inherent Vice
2.9s
Are you still trying to figure out if it's right or wrong?
Inherent Vice
4.6s
Luz! The midday refrescos now, if you wouldn't mind.
