Date Night Page #6

The King of Siam is going to be livid.

Thank you for all of your help,

and l am being sarcastic.

(BOTH GROANlNG)

Motherf***er.

-(PHONE RlNGlNG)

-Claw, you're welcome.

Okay, we got a phone number.

How do we use it to find their address?

l think l know someone who can help.

Wait, how do you know this guy, again?

l showed him a bunch of houses upstate.

l mean, it was a few years ago,

but l remember

he was some kind of security expert.

Anyway, he ended up

buying a place down here

from an agent in this office.

l forgot the address,

but maybe we can find it in the files.

-Do you have a key?

-No, l don't. Can l have your coat?

-Yeah. You cold?

-Yeah.

Listen, l think l can pick the lock.

lf l just had a bobby pin or a.. .

Be able to get this lock open if l.. .

-Oh, my God! Who are you?

-Here. Come on. Come on.

(ALARM WAlLlNG STRlDENTLY)

No, no, no! Hon! Hon! Come on.

We gotta get out. We gotta get out.

-No, no! lt'll only take a minute.

-Oh, God!

CLAlRE:
His name is Holbrooke Grant.

You check the file cabinets.

-l'll find the computer.

-Okay.

Come on!

No, no. Come on, come on,

come on, come on!

Rainbow wheel? (EX CLAlMS )

l feel like l am exerting

way more energy than you are.

Come on, rainbow wheel!

Oh, God, that is an obnoxious sound!

Come on, come on, come on.

Come.. . (EX CLAlMS ) God!

-l got it!

-Okay, go. Let's go!

(SCREAMS )

-Come on. Here we go. Let's go!

-Okay.

(HONKlNG)

(MUSlC PLAYlNG)

(DlSDAlNFULLY) Ah.

Detectives.

Care to join me?

Why are you messing

with a nice couple from the burbs, Joe?

lsn't that a little beneath your pay grade?

This conversation would be even better

if l knew what you were talking about.

Phil and Claire Foster.

A couple of your goons

picked them up earlier tonight at Claw.

They put a good scare in them, too.

Joe, you know what l'm talking about.

lt's not ringing any bells.

So, unless you wanna be my date tonight,

which l personally would love,

don't come back until you have a warrant.

Nice suit, Skippy.

Enjoy your noodles.

(LAUGHS )

l don't look like a Skippy, do l?

l got a gun, for Christ's sake.

Hey, Slick, do we have a problem?

CLAlRE:
This is it.

This is the place.

Okay. Let's.. .

(lNTERCOM BEEPlNG)

-HOLBROOKE:
Hello?

-Hi, Holbrooke,

you might not remember me.

My name is Claire Foster.

l'm a real estate agent.

l showed you some places upstate.

Claire? Yeah, yeah, l remember.

lt's pretty late.

No, l know, and l'm so sorry.

lt's just, this is an emergency, and.. .

Could l just come up for a second?

lt's very important.

-All right. Come on up.

-(lNTERCOM BUZZlNG)

l can't believe, out of hundreds of clients,

you remember this one guy.

Well, l've always been good

with names and faces.

lt's amazing you have

recall like that, honey.

All the people you see,

to be able to remember one.. .

(SOFT R&B MUSlC PLAYlNG)

-Claire Foster.

-Holbrooke Grant.

Wow. l mean,

it's crazy seeing you again all of a sudden.

l'm, like, flashing back

to all those empty houses we saw.

(LAUGHlNG) We did look at a lot.

-Claire Foster.

-That's me.

(EXHALlNG)

And this is my husband, Phil Foster.

-Hey, what's up, man?

-Hey, hey, hey, man.

Listen, we're in some trouble,

and we really need help.

And l know it's late,

but if we could just come in for one second,

it's really an amazing story.

And you might be

just the kind of man who could help us.

So, please. l'll owe you a huge favor.

Yeah, sure. Why not? Come on in.

Have a seat.

Man, you guys are lucky to be alive.

You're right, Claire.

l would stay away from the cops.

Which is why we were hoping

that you would help us.

Well, it's the least l can do.

l mean, you were so patient with me.

All those long drives

up and down the turnpike.

Anyway, you were awesome.

Claire, don't leave me hanging.

That's what l'm talking about.

l mean, l really did appreciate

all the time you gave me.

Yeah, sounds like

you guys had a lot of time together, alone,

together, without me even knowing

about it.

Tons. l mean,

she went way above and beyond the call.

lt was my pleasure.

And this is definitely

the right place for you.

l bet the ladies love it, too, right?

l.. . l do all right.

(SlGHlNG) l bet you do all kinds of right.

Tell you what we should do.

We don't have a lot of time,

so why don't you shirt it up,

and then we will get what we need,

and then we'll be out of your hair.

Basically, we have a phone number

that we need to get an address from,

and l remember that you used to run

your own detective agency or something?

Yeah, well, sort of.

l mean, l do private security,

industrial intel,

dealing with rogue governments,

black ops, that sort of thing. lt's a grind.

PHlL:
Uh.. .

There is your shirt.

No wonder you couldn't find it. lt's on her.

Phil, Claire, this is Natanya. She's lsraeli.

-She doesn't speak much English.

-Hello.

You two make sex with us?

No, thank you.

(LAUGHlNG) No. No.

(IN HEBREw)G bckt bed, htness.

I'II be theresn.

(LAUGHlNG) Okay.

(CONTlNUES LAUGHlNG)

(IN HEBREw) I'm gId tht were nt

ging t hvesex with them.

They Ik Id nd wek.

-CLAlRE:
Bye.

-See you.

l met her in Tel Aviv

doing some consulting for the Mossad.

-She is a sweet girl.

-She seems really sweet.

That was very nice of her

to ask us to have sex.

So! You wanna give me that number?

Looks like we haven't seen

the last of Mr. and Mrs. Foster.

Somebody tripped an alarm

at a realty office.

Security cam got these.

The computer file they're looking at

shows an address of one Holbrooke Grant.

West Village.

What in the world are they doing?

What have we got?

Minor B and E.

When was the last time one of those

interested you hot shots?

Wow. Just trying to be friendly, Arroyo.

Well, thank you, Officer Friendly.

Quitting time?

Yes, sir. See you guys tomorrow.

Good night.

-COLLlNS:
We're out of here.

-All right, man.

We checking this out?

Yeah, definitely.

Let's start at the realty office,

see what else

they might have been looking at,

-go from there.

-Okay.

ARMSTRONG:
We got them.

Wow! Where'd you get all this stuff?

-RadioShack.

-Seriously?

(LAUGHlNG) No, Phil, not seriously.

What's wrong with him?

(LAUGHlNG)

Oh, okay.

Let me see that number.

Soft hands.

Type in the number here, and voil.

lt's a cell phone registered

to Thomas Felton.

Tripplehorn is probably an alias.

Or, maybe he's

a big Jeanne Tripplehorn fan.

Shush. Mmm. Mmm-mmm. Mmm.

There's no address.

Well, it's a cell phone, Claire.

We don't need a listed address.

Use the number to locate the signal.

(LAUGHS ) That is too cool.

You are good with your instruments.

(BEEPlNG)

There we go. Mr. Felton's phone

is currently residing at 135 Avenue D.

Great. Who likes shirts?

-CLAlRE:
Thanks again, really.

-Hey, no. lt's the least l can do.

(lNTERCOM BUZZlNG)

You expecting someone?

l bought a new car a couple of months ago.

Maybe the Audi dealer needs a favor now.

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