Film Noir Page #3

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He may be a pain in the neck sometimes,

he's a bit driven, he can be weird

Then why does he have this file on me?

- How come you have that file?

- Because I took it.

From his Office? - Yes!

Did Sam Ruben give it to you?

- He wasn't there.

- How come you were there?

Because ... It's a long story.

- I'd like to hear it, we have time.

- Listen, I'm not here to tell stories.

I came to find out about Sam Ruben.

Are you gonna tell me about him or do I have to force you?

OK, you win.

Let me go get his file.

Let me see ... where is it ...

- You see, I have a new assistant.

- You better find it doc.

Here it is.

Wait a minute.

This is the wrong file!

- David, have you ever seen this man?

- No.

Help me.

Please, help me.

Krumb?

This can't be happening, you're dead!

I killed you!

Some people worth more dead than alive.

Ruben? It's me.

- You have to find him again.

- I already found him once.

I know, but he got away.

No se pode confiar num policial

nem para uma simples execuo.

- So Krumb was supposed to kill Hudson.

- So you've seen the news reports.

- You're a smart man mr. Ruben.

- How much?

You don't seem to mind that I was

looking for Hudson to have him killed.

- How much?

- Double.

And I'll double that if you take care of Hudson yourself.

- Why?

- What do you mean?

- Why does Hudson have to die?

- What's your point?

- That's not the way I operate.

- What do you care?

The man is a scumbag.

Tortures people for a living,

and blackmail.

- Hudson is a piece of sh*t, isn't he?

- All I'm asking you is to do the world a favor.

I guess you're right.

I don't know much about David Hudson.

But the man you describe deserves to die.

- Where do you want him delivered?

- You mean you can do it just like that?

Just like that.

- Long Beach harbour, pier 27, midnight.

- He'll be there.

- Voc estar l?

- No. Vou estar ocupado.

I thought I just found your body.

That Ruben will take care of you.

We both agreed that

you should do your own dirty work.

My pleasure.

Besides it'll save me half the money

- Why do you want me dead?

- You know why.

Even if he gave me the tape,

I could never be certain that you didn't make a copy.

As my personal trainer

ofen tells me:

To live without stress,

you have to eliminate the cause of stress.

And that would be me?

You bet your sweet ass that it would be you.

- You came alone?

- I never do.

You made me look bad.

And I don't like looking bad.

I belive this is my ?.

As it is turns out, yours as well.

Take it down.

Lower. Lower.

Let's go to the other side.

Where the hell did he go?

Sh*t! Back to the other end.

Hurry, hurry!

F***!

And you're telling me that your best offer

is giving me this piece of sh*t and $.1000

for a brand new BMW?

A brand new BMW with 7 bullet holes in it.

I'll go to the police but I'm too busy right now.

If you're busy then I should go to other dealer.

Tell you what. I'll give you this

fine automobile and $1.000.

But that's what you already offer.

Yes but a $200 processing fee

was to be deducted from that.

You seem like a nice fellow so I'll just leave that.

- I didn't realize there is a fee.

- There is not anymore.

I see that they don't call you

Honest George for nothing.

As I always say:

Honesty is the best policy.

George, you got yourself a deal.

I just love making people happy.

And make sure to get all of your things.

I don't want you coming back saying you had

a 15.000 watch in the glove compartment.

Are you f***ing nuts?

What are you doing here?

Pardon me?

Anyone sees me talking

to you I'm dead.

So you know me?

Really funny!

- I need to talk to you.

- Not now.

Later.

I don't know what's going on

but I'll be glad to get rid of the damn key.

- Someone else looking for it?

- Are you kidding?

- Hovering arround for days after you were gone.

- They?

How the hell would I know who they were?

- I thought you would know.

- I have a very good ideea.

- Which you will not share with me?

- Maybe some other time.

Missed you.

- Where the hell were you all this time?

- Away.

I better take the key and be gone.

- Give it to me.

- You'll have to find it first.

Give it to me, I'm not joking

Listen, this is serious.

I can see how serious it is.

Oh hell.

Who the hell are you?

- Sharon? He killed Sharon?

- No, you don't understand.

What is it we don't understand?

That you killed her you f***ing a**hole?

Sh*t!

- Where did he go?

- I think he went that way.

OK girls let's go get him.

I'm gonna f***ing rip his balls off.

Sh*t!

He's down in that alley.

I've seen him run that way.

There he is girls.

Go for the eye.

F***ing a**hole!

Officers, officers, over here!

I'm the man you want.

I'm over here behind the dumpster.

OK ladies step aside.

You! Drop your weapon.

Slowly.

ok ok everyone step back.

we got him now.

Once again.

How long did you know Sharon Miller?

I don't know.

- Why did you go backstage?

- She invited me back there.

And then she just happened

to be killed by a misterious stranger,

while you were standing there

innocently showing her your ... gun?

As difficult as you find that to believe ...

By the same man who tried to kill you

in your appartment, 2 nights ago.

Yes!

- But you have no idea who the man is.

- No.

At which point you were aprehended

by a mean bunch of nude strippers.

At which point having nothing to fear.

I surrended myself to the proper authorities.

OK, let's go over it once again.

You go into the night club and ...

- Your hands. What happened to your hands?

- What do you mean?

- Did they burn in a fire or something?

- I don't know.

- Were they dipped in acid?

- I don't remember.

Makes it difficult to check your fingerprints.

- Who the hell are you?

- Look, I told you, I have amnesia.

I remember nothing of my life

except a few days ago.

Please understand, I'm not trying to be difficult.

I'm pretty sure my name is David Hudson.

My address is 3355 Galaxy Way.

David Robert Hudson,

social security number you are using,

died in Huntsville, Alabama,

And he was african-american.

This is his death certificate.

You can forget about that bail

you were asking me about.

You're not going anywhere until

we find out exactly who you are

and what the hell you're trying to hide.

Subtitle by mobutu

David Robert Hudson,

social security number you are using,

died in Huntsville, Alabama,

Who the hell are you?

Who the hell are you?

David, are you sure you want to remember?

Not easy to live when you don't like yourself.

What kind of animal are you?

Look out! Get down!

Good.

Let's get the hell out of here.

Scuse me .

How do I get into my safe deposit box?

Just a second sir.

I'll get the manager.

- How can I help you sir?

- I need to get into my safe deposit box.

- Please, it's urgent.

- Of course sir.

What's the name on the account please?

Name ... it's

David Hudson.

I'm sorry sir but i'm afraid that we don't have

an account with that name.

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