Cleaner Page #6

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- No.

His key was still on the ring

found in his car.

Anybody else have one?

Sister, neighbor?

No one. John was paranoid.

He didn't want copies lying around.

Maybe he had one made

for someone he didn't tell you about.

As in a woman?

That wasn't John's style.

Not making keys for them anyway.

Look, I don't see

how any of this is helping us.

Vaughn didn't need this

to look like an abduction.

If he'd known about the ledger, he'd

have ransacked your house to find it.

Someone with a key wanted you

to come home to a clean house.

Arlo.

Oh, Tom. You scared me.

- This is Ann Norcut.

- Norcut. Right.

Wait.

Does Vargas know you're here?

I was hoping we can

get through this without him.

He kind of needs to be here,

but I don't know.

Maybe we could do

the paperwork without him.

I don't understand why I have to do

this. They have photos of John.

They didn't tell you. Well, the corpse

does not have much of a face.

Mrs. Norcut, I guess

all we need from you...

...is to identify a couple

of DMs and the wedding band.

- DMs?

- Distinguishing marks.

If I could get you

to sign these, the top portion.

Excuse me. Is there a restroom?

I feel faint.

Yes. I'm sorry.

Just the way you came in, right...

Boy, you don't get to practice

your bedside manner around here.

- Well, how bad is the body?

- Rat food, but it's him.

I checked the scars

against the records.

Got an appendectomy work over here.

Got the one from Bob Barker.

I got Larry coming over

to check his teeth, to make sure.

- You know Larry?

- Bob Barker?

Yeah. You know,

spay and neuter your pets?

- Guy got snipped.

- When did he have a vasectomy?

A few years ago. Something like that.

It's right here in the records.

- Hey, I was just about to call you.

- What the hell you doing here?

Lunch with a colleague.

Thai still good?

Yeah, but I gotta finish this thing up.

I got a good spot too.

- Detective.

- Miss Norcut.

- You know this man?

- No, I've never met him.

Excuse me. Can we get this over with?

I don't feel very well. Thank you.

I don't like this, Tom. I'm seeing you

all the time these days.

- That's not good.

- Well, that hurts me, Jim.

Well, here's the deal.

We've never been tight...

...but I never been against you,

even after that thing.

- And what thing would that be?

- I mean, so what?

Piece of sh*t catches a knife

in the arm. Big f***ing deal.

Some wanted to bring you down.

Make an example of you. Not me.

He violated your family.

You had every right.

This have a f***ing point?

Point is you don't want me

against you.

That guy in there didn't die in prison.

He's connected.

I gotta bring all the guns.

So why don't you tell me?

- What are you doing here?

- Lunch. You wanna join us?

- Okay. We don't have to have Thai.

- Are you f***ing her?

Nothing to be ashamed of. I would.

I'm not gonna hit you. You have

to find another reason to arrest me.

Oh, I don't need a reason.

I could just take you in.

Sweat you out a few hours.

A few days maybe.

Okay. So let's settle this between us.

How's 10 grand sound?

I can get Vaughn

to write you another check.

Detective?

Nice knowing you, Tom.

Don't f***ing move.

Mrs. Norcut

has identified the deceased...

...as her husband, John H. Norcut.

- Jesus, what happened to you?

- Ran into a blue wall.

I called the precinct.

They told me you were here.

I'm surprised

you remember where here is.

Vargas is in the ledger. I don't

think he had anything to do with this.

- You want a soda, a beer?

- They didn't kill Norcut for the book.

She's got some guy on the side. It's

his key I used to get in the house.

You still on the same place

on Eighth?

- I haven't been down there in forever.

- Cut the sh*t, Eddie.

Oh, I'm sorry.

This isn't a friendly visit?

- Did you hear what I said?

- Yeah.

Her boyfriend killed her husband.

What else is new?

- What do you want, an apology?

- Oh, f*** your apology.

- You don't owe me anything.

- I changed jobs, okay?

I changed houses, cars, clothes.

Only thing I kept was Rose.

I'm doing a hell of a job with her.

I didn't wanna cut you off,

man. I had to.

Okay, I f***ed up, all right?

Is that what you wanna hear?

I just want my partner back, Tommy.

Not for a day.

You know, not for one last thing.

Back, man.

- I'm back.

- Yeah? All right.

All right, so let's shut up about that.

Where is she now?

Talking to Vargas.

God knows what she's telling him.

Can you get your hands on the book?

Then call Vargas, arrange a trade...

...give him the book,

he'll drop the case.

No. We gotta go over his head. Cut

him off before he can make a case.

- Cut him off with what?

- The truth.

They're gonna wanna know how you

know, why you didn't come forward.

- They're gonna be all over your ass.

- Well, she can back us up.

What if she doesn't?

She's probably loyal to this guy.

- That's a chance I'll have to take.

- Listen, Tom.

The best shot we have

is with Vargas directly.

I'll go with you. Make sure

he doesn't pull any sh*t.

We could take care of this. The three

of us. We could do it tonight.

I'll make the call.

I gotta pick Rose up first.

Give me an hour.

We can make the trade

at the old depot.

He's back, ladies and gentlemen.

The old depot, in an hour.

Hey.

What, I don't even get a goodbye?

Bye, Eddie.

- Ann. You all right?

- How did you get in?

Of course. I'm actually fine.

It just keeps opening up.

- So where you going?

- Nowhere.

Why's your car packed?

I know who this key belongs to,

and so do you.

You really shouldn't be here. Vargas

is asking a lot of questions about you.

Eddie Lorenzo was my partner.

He was my friend. My best man.

He's my daughter's godfather.

- Don't know what you're talking about.

- Stop lying to me.

We need to go

to the police and tell them everything.

Tell them what, Tom? It's a key.

So what? It could belong to anybody.

And what about that baby?

Could that be anybody's too?

Get out.

Did you ask him to do it?

Is that what happened?

He didn't do it. He'd never do that.

He told me that and I believe him.

- Now get out, Tom.

- He's lying.

Oh, go ahead. Call the police.

I'll just tell them you broke in.

- I'm calling Eddie.

- Wait.

If he still has his key, he's innocent.

And I'll go.

- Just ask him.

- Please don't do this.

Ask him.

- Please.

- Annie? Annie?

- Annie, are you okay?

- Yeah, I'm fine.

Hey, I was gonna ask you. Can you

give the key back, just in case?

- Okay, good. Okay, no, that's all.

- Well?

He already threw it away.

You should've seen him, Tom.

He was so happy when I told him.

He said it was a girl and he ran out

and bought all these presents.

But I couldn't tell John.

So I told Ed that I had a miscarriage,

but he didn't believe me.

He thought John forced me.

- We have to tell the police.

- No.

Tom, just give me the key.

Nobody needs to know about this.

If you go to the police,

I'll deny it and so will he.

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