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Heart Condition Page #5
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- Year:
- 1990
- 100 min
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You didn't have to do that.
No, you remember
the Armenian lady next door?
Mrs. Arkmanian.
Yeah. You remember.
Ha-ha.
Ha-ha.
Well, she saw the,
um, you know...
Embroidery?
Yeah, well, she said
that was, that was really good.
Then a duck feet,
dim-sum style this
over a bed of arugula
with a spicy-rice vinegar.
- Is he serious?
- He's serious.
And finally we have, eh...
egg roll with eh...
- s - shredded squid.
- "Squeed. "
Shred-ed squid.
S - shred - ed squid,
salmon, ground oysters...
Excuse me.
What the hell do you
think you're doing?
- Back off!
- Back off?
I didn't make this investment to
see you blowing it with that girl...
I am not blowin' it!
Listen, I thank you
for helpin' me find Crys.
I thank you for the car,
for the hotel, for the clothes.
I even thank you
for the goddamn nail polish.
This is my date
and my night.
I want you
to back the hell off.
Oh, I see, I see. I set up
the date, buy the clothes.
but she makes eye
and you don't need me?
No! I don't need you anymore.
Did it occur to you
that she's a pro?
Has it occurred to you
that I'm paying for this?
Yes!
Yes, it did.
But maybe I wanna pretend, huh?
Maybe it's easier
for me to pretend.
If her ex, whatever you were,
is not hangin' over her shoulder
- tellin' me to order squid
dum-dum. - Dim sum.
- Dim sum.
- Dim sum.
Ask her about
what happened that night.
Yeah. Yeah, okay,
I'm gonna ask her.
Where's the waiter?
I think he has
a few other tables.
Uh, yeah.
Hey, well...
What?
What were you gonna say?
Um, where you...
Of all the places
in this city
where do you want to eat?
Hmm.
Magic Johnson...
I don't get it.
Hmm.
I always had
to drag you down here.
Hey, allow
for a little growth.
- A little growth.
- Ha-ha.
I mean, you can only
eat so much
- S-shredd-ed squid.
- S-shredd-ed squid.
Before eight-ball
and tube steak
looks pretty good.
So, how we doing?
We're down six points.
- Moon.
- What?
Hey.
What?
- Oh, you playing, huh?
- Come on.
- Whoa
- Hey, you wanna play?
O - oh.
What do you wanna do?
I'll show you.
- Yeah, cheater.
- Stop it!
Stop it.
I did not.
I didn't.
Yes, you did.
Is it okay if I take
this stuff off?
Sure.
Whatever you want.
Sometimes...
I just get so tired of doing
everything the hard way.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Yeah, oh.
Oh God, I missed you.
Oh, yeah.
Oh, yeah.
Oh.
Does it hurt?
Nah.
Not much anymore.
They say that the blood
and tissue types
have to be an exact match.
You and Leon.
Blood brothers.
Get outta here.
Oh, Moon.
He was a good guy.
You would've liked him.
You reminded me
of him tonight.
Maybe it's his heart.
Oh, f***!
What's up?
I gotta go home.
You know
I, I liked your pictures.
And all those things
you were tellin' me?
I was listenin'...
Like, I, I know you had
a dog named Henry.
And a couple of sisters.
Lisa and uh...
Joanie!
Yeah.
And your favorite movie
is "Pinocchio".
Pinocchio?
Oh, please...
Pinocchio?!
What am I
always talkin' about?
"The Parent Trap!"
Moon...
So, you're...
using my material too, huh?
Yeah.
Pinocchio.
So I lied, sue me.
Put out that cigarette.
- It's hers.
- You smoked it.
What else did you see?
Enough to know you didn't ask
her what happened that night.
- I'm workin' up to it.
- It is bullshit, Moony.
Look, she needs time.
This is delicate!
I kept my part of the bargain.
Asked me to back off, I did!
Kept my part of the bargain.
You keep yours.
You're pissed because
we're hittin' it off?
Yes!
No.
Yes.
Yeah, no.
who killed me isn't behind bars.
You wouldn't be here
if it wasn't for me.
Not with Crys.
Not at the Beverly Palm Hotel,
not on this earth.
So when she comes back in this
room, I want you to ask her.
Were you talking to someone?
- Room service.
- Room service.
- Don't order for me, got to go.
- Ask her.
Can't you stay
for breakfast?
- It's not me, it's Graham.
- Ask her.
- Call you at home.
- Yeah.
- Uh, Crys?
- What?
That, uh, the night,
uh, Stone died.
remember?
- Hard to forget.
- Mmm, yeah.
Did anything happen
before he picked you up that
might have caused his murder?
Oh, sh*t.
- I knew it.
- No, Crys...
Crys, please.
Crys, listen to me. Crys
Crys, please!
Crys, it's not like that.
Listen, Crys.
Come on, Moony.
Hurry up. She's getting away.
So are my pants!
Crys.
Harry.
Harry, I think somethin's
going on down there!
- Crys!
- Come on!
Alright, I shouldn't have asked.
We should've waited.
For what? So you two
could have another go in bed?
You stayed in the livin' room?
Think I'll learn anything
watching a white boy? Huh?
According
to Crys you can.
Oh, alright,
Superman.
Give it your best shot, then.
That's it, that's it.
You got it, you got it.
Mercedes keys.
They're all Mercedes keys.
Ah, that one!
Hey, Moon?
Harry?
What are you...
93, Roger, code 07.
I found it.
Bullshit.
I inherited it.
A bunch of crap.
I was given it by a dead ni...
Lawyer. To find out
who killed him.
Good. Didn't know
you had it in you.
Now, you see how easy that was?
Today is my golf day
and my foursome tee'd off
20 minutes ago.
May be if I hurry, I can catch
them on the back nine.
- Hold him.
- He can't hold you.
- You can't hold me.
- Hmm, the hell I can't.
- Not without bail.
- Not without bail.
I gotcha, Moony.
Maybe not this minute,
but I got you.
Who got you that hat?
I want you in here
at eight tomorrow
for a full
psychiatric examination.
And until that time,
you are suspended.
Yeah, that's why you need.
Suspenders.
- Now you could leave your ba...
- Yeah, my badge.
And piece with Rinselle
on the way out.
Fore!
F*** it.
- Why did I listen to you?
- We gotta find Crys.
- Found her. I blew it.
- Doin' this for you.
- For me?
- For you.
You've got me
off the force.
I'm on my way
to a mental institution!
- Whoo, nobody's perfect.
- Sh*t!
Jack?
You okay?
Look, I just wanted you to know
that I was following you
'cause I was concerned
not because of Wendt.
Sure, Harry.
I mean, you need help, partner.
You really do.
Yeah.
Go home and get
some sleep, okay?
Yeah.
Get the f*** away from me.
Get away.
What?
Chuck, get out of there.
You can't order an autopsy
report when on suspension.
Well, do it in Harry's name.
I'll clear it with him.
The man was a U.S. Senator.
What do I say we're looking for?
Cocaine.
You know what kind
It's a cover-up thing,
like the Redford movie.
We're not gonna find anything
in that autopsy report.
Right. What's that got
to do with finding Crys?
She had black spots
on the bottom of her feet.
- Black spot. Yeah?
- Yeah, it's beach tar.
You know?
Beach tar.
There's not a...
There's not a lot
of beaches up here
that have enough
to stick.
- Yeah?
- Right.
Now, in police work, that
coupled with a Malibu
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