Defendor Page #3

I was blindfolded.

He lives way out

there somewhere.

It's okay. It's okay.

That's it.

I'll wait for you out here.

What do I do?

Whatever he wants.

He's the nice man that

paid for you to come out here, so...

Come on, be a good girl.

It's going to be over

before you know it, okay?

Come on. Hey. Hey.

Don't cry.

Hey, do you want some of this?

It'll give you some courage.

Okay. You'll be all right.

Dooney.

You want to know where

Captain Industry lives? Ask Dooney.

Remember him?

Well, you better, 'cause he's

going to remember you, buddy.

Where is he?

Well, he's usually

at the clubhouse,

especially since the wife grew

some grapes and kicked him out.

Grapes?

It's in the 'hood.

I'll show you.

Grapes. Grew grapes.

Grew green grapes.

Come on, little friend.

Get in there.

Arthur, they're going to sting you.

They're sleepy.

"Sleepy" means "pissed off".

God, I can't watch.

I'm not kidding around.

I'm serious.

You're going to jail.

F***!

Who's there?

Sh*t.

We meet again.

Yeah, here we go.

"We meet again."

Hey, listen. I think I can...

I think I can help you.

I'm listening.

That's good.

You're listening, that's good.

Listen, you got a beef with me. Fine.

But you know what else you got?

A f***ing death wish!

Where's Captain Industry?

F***, man.

Not this again, man.

What's that? Lime...

It's lime juice.

Come on! Please,

God, not the lime juice!

F***! F***!

Sh*t! I don't know anything about

this guy, this Captain Industry.

Just listen, this Captain Industry

doesn't exist.

You know what? You're sick, man.

You need help.

You know that?

There's no Captain Industry.

There's no Captain anybody!

What... Somewhere near

the airplanes.

Somewhere near the smell of poo.

I need an address.

Hey, retard.

Look at me.

You're a dead man.

Come on.

Not that! Stop! God!

F***!

I want an address!

Okay! Okay! F***!

Extra large...

double cheese, double cheese

and with Italian sausage.

Arthur, you really got

something here.

I saw him, Kat.

Captain Industry.

And he's really fat.

Yeah, that's him. Crime of the century.

Ordering pizza.

Come on. Let's clean you up.

Stop moving.

Why do you smoke bling?

Such a nice person.

I don't know how nice I am.

Nice to me.

Well, you're paying me, right?

You don't have to be nice.

Don't put all this sh*t on me, all right?

I'm not who you think I am.

Who are you, then?

I'm just a girl trying

to make some money.

Money helps you

forget about stuff.

Forget what?

Stop with the questions,

all right?

Well, why do you

smoke that stuff?

Why do you dress up

like a superhero?

'Cause superheroes aren't stupid.

They're not afraid.

And when I'm Defendor,

I'm not Arthur any more.

I'm a million times

better than Arthur.

Well, when I smoke that stuff,

I'm not afraid or stupid.

I'm not me, either.

It's the same.

Yeah, but you should want to be

you because you're really pretty.

I could help you.

I don't need anybody's help.

Everybody needs help.

Even superheroes.

Good.

Even superheroes.

Hold your face still.

Don't move.

Last week a teenage kid

gets caught with a gun in his locker.

He was 15 years old.

Where did he get it?

What was he going to do with it?

It turns out,

he's running crack.

And surprise, surprise,

the kid's in cahoots with the bikers.

Please, somebody, anybody,

if you think

you've got a good idea

on how to stop

this anarchy, call me.

I want to hear from you.

Caller, go ahead. You're on the air.

Yeah, you keep

talking about the problems

with the drugs and the guns...

Yes? Your point, sir?

If you'd stop talking about it...

Then what? The problem goes away?

Now I can't see my kid next week

because my car has got a flat tire.

Is that right?

Whores in the back.

Come on, let's go.

The cargo's left Odessa.

It'll arrive in 3 weeks.

The guns and the girls.

Sometimes some of the girls,

they don't survive.

It's sad.

But the guns? No problem.

The guns are always happy.

North, south, east, and west.

Everything will be ours.

Easy.

But first, we must throw

out the trash.

This is the most important thing.

Go! Go!

Go!

You go that way, and I'll go this way.

Right.

The guy's a f***ing Houdini. Man.

Guys, the retard is unbelievable.

It's crazy.

Is this the same retard

who messed you up?

Yeah. That's right. 'Cause he's

the only one who's stupid enough.

You're a man, yes?

Hold on. Hold on.

Yeah...

Please. Kill this fly.

Commissioner.

Have mercy.

How did you get in here?

There'll be time for questions later.

Right now, I need your help.

Arthur Poppington.

Use my other name, okay?

It works better that way.

Just call me Defendor.

I have tapes.

This one, they ordered pizza.

This night, they ordered

fried chicken.

This one, Chinese food.

This one is from the clubhouse,

and they just swear a lot.

And then, I recorded this one.

North, south, east, and west.

Everything will be ours. Easy.

There. There.

That's Dooney there.

What are you talking about?

That could be anybody.

And you can't just go around

videotaping people, okay?

It's got to be corroborated.

Colob...

Corroborated.

Corroborated. Verified. Proven.

It's got to be proved.

Maybe if you got a better angle

or something.

A better angle.

Look, now you're meddling

in police business.

You're going to

have to follow me.

You know, do you

like finger painting?

'Cause finger painting's

an activity that...

Where the hell were you?

I was worried sick.

Gross.

You stink again, Arthur.

Sorry. We need more tapes, Kat.

Captain Industry was there,

and Dooney and everyone.

Can we get

more tapes, Kat?

All right, I heard you

the first time.

I'm going.

You have any money?

Yeah, I know.

Thank you.

Who the f*** are you?

F*** you!

Arthur?

Paul. What are

you doing here?

What am I...

What the f*** are you doing here?

And what about that girl?

The girl.

The little floozy who just left here.

A girl just left here?

Never mind.

Are you living here?

I... I don't have anywhere else

to live, Paul.

What about the rooming house?

Um, I got into a fight.

Again? Jesus Christ.

That's why I didn't want to say.

You know, it's just when you make

these decisions without telling me.

You know, you could have

stayed at our house.

At least until we find

you something decent.

I don't want to stay

at your house, Paul.

Well, you can't just

take up in a workshop.

I mean, I can get

in some serious sh*t

if someone finds out about this.

And the hooker?

I mean, f***ing hell, Arthur.

You have a

potty mouth, Paul!

You know, I am so close

to choking you!

She's not a hooker!

She's a friend! Jeez!

You're an adult.

You make your own decisions, right?

You coming back to work soon?

Yeah.

Here.

Here. I want you to have this.

I'll get myself a new one.

That right there is

the home number, okay?

You press that button,

I'm on your doorstep.

You know, if anything comes up,

or anything happens here,

you call me, okay?

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