52 Pick-Up Page #4

It's my gun.

I'm calling Arveson,

tell him I'm out of the race.

Now wait a minute!

We've got a couple of days,

a couple of days.

Give me that much time.

Let's see what happens.

(SOBBING)

I almost...

The other day,

I almost threw out all your clothes.

Everything, just chuck it

out of the window, right?

Ten, 15 years ago, I would have.

I never fired that gun.

Not once since the day I bought it.

(ROCKMUSIC PLA YING ON STEREO)

- Hi.

- Bye.

You wanna take some pictures?

It's $25 for a half hour,

$50 for an hour, $10 for the camera...

What's this?

Hold on. Leo.

(WOMEN LAUGHING)

Hey, there. What can I help you with?

Now, let's see, it's 25 for a half,

10 for the camera...

What the f*** is this?

That's $10,000.

Yeah, we don't charge that much.

It's 25, and 10, and 5 for the film.

You know anything about this, Leo?

- You know anything about this?

- What?

Now, you want the film or not?

Come on, I'm a busy man.

- Yeah.

- Yeah?

- I want the film.

- Here you go. Put that away.

The black girl that just left?

What's her name?

- What black girl?

- You mean Doreen?

Yeah, Doreen.

You don't want Doreen.

Hey, Lori! Yeah. Come in here.

Lori's got some goodies.

I'm telling you, there's nice goodies here!

Doreen.

Doreen. Yeah. Okay. Go get Doreen. Okay?

Now, it's the first booth on the right.

And the rules say

don't get any closer than six feet, okay?

Okay.

You a cop?

You wanna look in my wallet?

Pat me down?

You're the one

that seems to want to do the patting.

Have a seat.

Thanks.

- I've seen you dance.

- Is that right?

- At the club?

- Yeah.

A couple of times.

So tell me, are you a tit man?

Or you want the whole show?

(CAMERA CLICKS)

Oh, so you really do take pictures, huh?

We met about two, three months ago,

remember?

Yeah. How'd it come out?

- It's a little dark.

- That's me, honey.

When we met,

you were with a girl named Cini.

- She was going to school.

- We're all students.

Cini's a nice person.

You used to see her, didn't you?

Now you want to focus on me, huh?

- The last one was underexposed.

- Oh, yeah?

And I say wait until I get my pants off,

you want more exposure.

That's pretty good.

Or, as the dude says,

"What size is your aperture?"

A lot of laughs in your business, huh?

You ever go up to Cini's place?

You said I used to see her,

that's where I used to see her.

Where exactly?

An apartment on Crenshaw.

She said you had one in the same building.

She moved though, you know?

So I heard.

This one's a little better.

So how much did she used to charge you?

She never charged me anything.

Not even the first time?

Not any time.

Of course, you could just be bragging.

Maybe telling me a little story, no?

What's the difference?

Well, love, I was entertaining the thought

maybe you and I could

head on over to my place, you know?

Leave this shop here.

Only thing is, though, the management

doesn't accept any freebies,

not for nobody.

- How much?

- 100.

You get tea, a smoke,

maybe a chance for seconds.

Maybe.

- Leo, give me my check, man.

- Oh, come on, I'm having lunch.

Hey, excuse me.

I'm sorry, you can't come back here.

What do you think you're doing?

You can't... Hey!

Hey, hey, what the f***

do you think you're doing?

You don't take pictures back here, buddy.

I need that print back.

No, I don't want that. I want the picture.

I need that picture back. I'm serious.

- I need that picture back.

- You look real good.

You don't take pictures in here.

I want that picture back now.

I want that picture back now,

God damn it!

Alan, we've got a problem here.

We've got a problem, Alan.

DOREEN:
I've never seen Leo so uptight.

HARRY:
Yeah.

Seemed a little high-strung, didn't he?

Maybe all them kind are like that.

(LAUGHS)

You all ready?

You dancing at the club tonight?

Why? You want to catch the show?

Maybe.

You're after something, aren't you?

And it ain't my p*ssy, is it?

Leo has a couple of pals,

a white one and a black one.

Honey, I ain't gonna say nothing.

That's a thick envelope

he's got there, huh?

HARRY:
The white guy, smooth talker,

businessman.

You trust him, Doreen? What's his name?

For some reason

I'm not getting through to you.

I make that in five minutes

with the shoe clerks.

- How much you got in there, lover?

- That's it.

What's his name?

- I'm gonna ask you a question, okay?

- Okay.

This way nobody can say

that I told you anything.

I'm only gonna ask you a question.

Go ahead.

- You own an umbrella?

- Yeah.

What kind of weather you use it in?

- Rainy?

- Close, baby. Close.

(JAZZ MUSIC PLA YING ON TV)

It's not him.

This guy was younger.

Longer hair, not so weird looking.

Ask Arveson if he could...

If he can get us any information

on Gold Coast Enterprises, San Francisco.

They run the nude model place.

See if they have anybody

on the LA payroll, name of

Rainy, Raingy, Rainier.

Something like that.

Shouldn't be hard.

(MUTES TV)

Won't Arveson wanna know

why you want this?

Yeah, but he won't ask.

What about the money?

Tomorrow we pay them $10,000.

We can afford it.

It buys us a couple of days.

What if you wanted to pay them?

Just suppose you wanted to.

How much could you get?

Before next April?

I'd say about 52,000.

I'd like to stay.

In the den.

HARRY ON PHONE. : Hello?

BARBARA ON PHONE. : It's me.

Arveson got the information you wanted

from Gold Coast Enterprises.

His name is Alan Raimy.

He manages a porno theater

at 14312 Western A venue. That's it.

Thanks, Barb. Take care of yourself.

I will. Bye.

- How's the show?

- What?

- The movie, is it any good?

- Beautiful. 5 bucks.

Is Mr. Raimy around?

- Alan?

- Yeah.

Yeah. Who wants to see him?

Tell him a friend. A home-video fan.

He's upstairs. 5 bucks.

Thanks.

(PROJECTOR WHIRRING)

(MAN MOANING)

MAN. :
(ON SCREEN) Oh, yeah!

That's it, baby. That's good.

(WOMAN BREA THING HEA VIL Y)

I like that.

There you go.

What's the problem?

You don't like the film?

You want a refund?

You want to play "Let's Pretend"?

Or should I just give you the money?

What money is this?

You asked for $10,000, didn't you?

(LAUGHS) Oh, this is weird.

Maybe I've got the wrong guy.

You wanna give me 10 large ones,

that's okay with me.

Well, maybe you'd rather go to another

ball game or something?

But my heart really isn't in it

since Carero got hurt.

I'll tell you what.

Why don't you get the f*** out of here?

MAN. :
Oh, yeah.

You don't want it? Okay.

I'll take it home.

Hey, hey, hey. Wait up. Okay.

You want to give it to me, that's fine.

- Are you the guy or not?

- You seem sure.

Is this for you or isn't it?

I said if you want to give it to me,

that's fine, if you're sure.

I want to hear you say it.

All right. Yeah, I'm the guy.

Give me the money.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Hey, don't touch me!

Something about your face

makes me want to slap the sh*t out of it.

Now I'm going to talk to you.

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