Cat Run Page #5

We'll staying at the Splendid Hotel.

And send some thermal underwear.

So you will buy me a new van?

- It would be my pleasure.

- With AC, CD, DVD, and TV?

Fully equipped. What information

do you have for me?

Two guys came, wanted to know

about my daughter.

Asking many questions.

Here. They gave card.

So, you pay me now?

Oh, yes, I'll pay you now.

Do you need a moment?

For what?

No, Ronas, no stay here.

No Ronas? OK, see if

you have a Cat or a Catalina.

Sir, we have 370 rooms

and over 1,000 guests.

OK, she's a short girl, 5'4", 5'5",

long, dark hair,

nice low-opening booty.

Got up-top heavy breasts,

skimpy dress.

No, I'm sorry.

All right, well, let me get a room.

It is magic convention today.

I am afraid we have only

Presidential Suite apartment.

But it's much too expensive.

It's 2,400 euros.

- 2,400 euros?

- Yes.

OK. You, er,

you come with the room?

No, I'm sorry.

- You don't come with the room?

- No.

Hello?

- Can I help you?

- Hello.

Is this the Juan Detective Agency?

- It's Ju-An. Come on in.

- Thank you.

Can I get you anything?

We have a lovely selection

of herbal teas.

Or are you just looking for

a good date?

How very kind.

Nothing for me, thank you.

My name's Emily Bront.

I'm from

the National Security Agency.

I believe you're working on a case

of great importance to us.

A missing girl. Catalina Rona.

Emily Bront?

Like the writer lady?

Died of, er, TB or some sh*t?

Well, yes, as a matter of fact.

Well, Miss Bront,

I can't discuss the case with you.

You'll have to

talk to my employers.

When might I be able to do that?

Well, they're in the field,

so it might be a few days.

And what field might that be?

Why don't you

give me your number,

and I'll be happy to pass it on?

Or you could just

give me that note

that you slipped into

the Gospel of St John.

You...

You, er,

you read that upside down.

I did.

You did.

Oh, Lord.

Oh, damn.

Oh, my goodness.

Oh, put them away.

Sweet baby Jesus.

Nice. Oh!

Oh, king size!

I got this. I got all this.

You make your phone calls.

I'm going to put him to bed.

OK, we just need to

find your mom, that's all.

Shh, it's all right.

Hi, my name is Julian.

I'm looking for Cat or Catalina.

Hello? Hello?

OK, all right.

Let's take a little look at

what you got here, OK?

Can you shut the baby up?

Hello? Hi? I'm looking for

a Cat or Catalina.

- No, no, housekeeping.

- Oh, I'm sorry, OK.

Well, yeah, can we get

more towels up here, then?

Yes, yes, moment.

One new message.

Er, hi, my name's Julian Simms...

There she is. Is that her?

I recognise that rack.

How do I look?

You're good, let me see.

Collar's cool.

What about the 'fro? 'Fro's good?

The boats. See her boats?

Get her number this time.

Come on. Give him to me.

Give me my baby.

- It's OK.

- Give him to me. Come on.

Sit down.

I have a gun in my bag.

You try anything, I swear to God,

I will shoot you in the balls.

It's OK. It's not necessary.

Not to mention impossible,

since you don't really have a gun.

Man, you could be wrong.

Who are you guys, hm?

You don't recognise us?

- I stole your car.

- And my phone.

With my ringtones, numbers,

I had those pictures.

What do you want?

- What the f***, man?

- I know you did not just slap me.

We're private investigators.

Your father hired us to find you.

- My father?

- I mean, technically, we're not...

Ah, OK, he's worried about you.

All he's worried about is the money

I stopped sending after Mum died.

You all don't get along?

You could say that.

Yes! My father and I

were the same way.

He preferred my brother,

take him fishing and stuff.

My father beat me with a belt

and made me sleep in the barn

with pigs.

Yes, yours is substantially worse.

- That's bad. Yeah.

- Why have you got my son?

- Agrafena is dead.

- Who is Agrafena?

- Grushenka's short for Agrafena.

- Nobody been reading that book.

- You gotta get them Cliff Notes.

- Grushenka's dead?

Yeah. And Ryder.

Dead. Gone, six feet under.

- He's my pimp.

- No, not any more.

- He's pimped out.

- They tried to kill our assistant,

cut his f***ing arm off.

What kind of person cuts

a one-armed man's only arm off?

Cat, it's the kind of person

that cuts someone's balls off.

- They are going to find you.

- Find you.

They'll chop you up like a tomato.

We need to get you out of here.

No, I can't. I'm waiting for someone.

My room is 432. Meet me there.

Wait. No, I'm gonna go with you.

Get the check, OK?

How you gonna tell ME

to get the check?

You want me to get the check?

I don't... I didn't order these nuts.

Coming out?

Going down?

Yes, please.

- Um, what floor?

- Oh, that'll do fine.

Er, OK.

- After you.

- Thank you.

Help. She's trying to kill me.

Look, she's a psychotic killer.

Look how tall she is!

Where's your friend gone

with Catalina?

Damn.

- Who is it?

- It's me.

Come along now, we haven't

got all day. Chop chop.

What did you do?

How did you bring her here?

I didn't bring her here.

She's got a gun.

Please. Please!

Alone at last.

Now, would you mind

closing those curtains?

You have a delectable accent.

Where are you from?

- I'm gonna try something.

- I'm from Canada.

I take back all the bad things

I've ever said about Canadians.

Now, how are you two involved?

We're private detectives.

I'm sorry.

Why does everybody react like that?

- Who is it?

- Ivan for Cat.

I'm here for Cat. Is she here?

Do come in.

Hey, guys, Siegfried is looking for

a new Roy in room 432.

Wow!

Aha. Lovely.

Now, we're almost done.

- Ladies first.

- Please, I have a child.

Oh, my dear Catalina.

If I had a shilling for every time

someone said that, I wouldn't be here.

But someone else would.

Now,

do you need a moment?

Wait! My partner and I have a DVD

of you performing surgery,

a cockectomy,

on a dirty pimp,

with no medical licence.

You could be in a lot of trouble.

I'm getting old.

Don't beat yourself up.

It was bright outside.

- You couldn't see the light blink.

- Where's the tape?

Oh, OK. A question.

See? We're starting to negotiate.

I only need one of you

to tell me where the tape is.

I'm beginning to lose my patience.

I'm looking for Siegfried.

You must be his assistant.

Look.

Could you excuse me?

Come on!

Lady, get down!

In. In. In.

What are you doing?

No, you're not. Dude.

OK. OK, this is crazy.

Oh, my God.

OK, give me the baby.

Oh!

Give me a second.

You don't want to see me naked.

What are you doing? Hurry up!

Oh, God. Sh*t!

Man! Help!

Out the way!

Hey, where are you going?

Oh, good work, Helen.

The money will be

in your account tomorrow.

We had a little collateral

along the way.

That's in the "sh*t happens" column.

Who's a good boy?

Mm. So, Daniel, tell me.

You didn't know that

those two pubescents

- were playing detective, did you?

- No, not until you told me.

There's no-one else on the job?

Of course not.

I know you like to work alone.

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