Inside Man Page #12

Touch, Detective.

I won't deny it. I've done well.

Yes, you have. But I'm very confused.

You see, I got a case

where armed robbers

laid siege to your bank.

It is your bank, right?

Well, I'm Chairman of the Board of Directors.

Then ita-zita-vene-gazoo.

The robbers disappear. Poof.

And they don't take a nickel, right?

- You're asking me?

- Yes, I'm asking you.

I mean, it's your bank. You own it.

I'm asking you.

It's a tiny part of our organisation.

No robbers. No real victims.

No loot missing.

It's got to be the first time

in law-enforcement history.

I never heard of it before.

So, you got to ask yourself, "What the f***

happened?" Don't you, Mr Case?

I'm not quite sure I like your tone, Officer.

You don't like my tone?

Then give me a straight answer.

It's the founding bank of your empire.

You built it. It's your baby.

Give me a straight answer.

What do you think happened?

- I have no idea.

- Oh, come on, now. Come on.

I'll tell you what I think happened.

I think you sent that woman in there

to patch things up.

Miss White. I think you paid her.

What was she doing in there?

Look, this is absurd.

Are you implying that

I had anything to do with it?

Safe deposit box 392.

What's the story on that?

- I have no idea what you're...

- Don't lie to me, Mr Case.

- I don't lie.

- I looked at all the records.

All the bank records

for safe deposit boxes at your bank.

At first glance, everything looked fine,

but there was one safe deposit box

that had no records.

I mean, going all the way back to 1948.

So I started thinking.

Who would have the answer to this riddle?

Probably the man who forgot to mention

that he built the bank

in the first place in 1948.

It doesn't add up, Mr Case.

It does not add up.

I'm afraid I can't be

of any further use to you, Detective.

It's something really bad, isn't it?

Mr Frazier, I have spent

my whole life serving humanity.

You can ask anyone who knows me.

They'll vouch for me,

and for the things that I've done.

You think they'll vouch for you

after I find out the truth about this ring?

I don't think so.

Oh, by the way, that thing you said

about us being New York's finest?

I want you to know,

we really appreciate that.

How gracious.

Let's go. We're gonna follow that ring.

- Hey, Keith, let me see your shoe.

- What?

- Let me see your shoe.

- Why?

'Cause I have never seen anybody

put their foot that far up a guy's ass.

Yeah, I guess I did, didn't I?

Oh, man. You cut him an ass

the length of the Lincoln Tunnel.

We're gonna need a traffic cop on that sh*t.

Good afternoon, sir.

- Do you have a reservation?

- Looking for the Mayor.

- May I have your hat, please?

- No, you cannot. Get your own.

They're looking to invest

$4 billion over the next four years.

And that's all in place.

Sorry to interrupt you, Mr Mayor,

but there's an old American saying,

"When there's blood on the streets,

somebody's got to go to jail. "

Edwin, could you please excuse us

for a minute?

What's this about, Detective?

I believe Detective Frazier

is looking for some closure?

That's a good word. Closure.

Case closed, you know what I mean?

This is the number

of the War Crimes Issues office

in Washington, D.C.

How'd you like to be on the front page

of the New York Times?

That'd be great.

Make sure they spell my name right, though.

That's Frazier with a "z".

You can keep the pen.

You made copies?

Please.

We got to keep the real criminals

off the streets, Your Honour.

All right, well, thanks for lunch.

War crimes, huh?

What have you got me into this time?

Mama?

- Did you bring Big Willie?

- And the twins.

Slow down, girl.

I'll get my gun off

before I get my gun off, okay?

Pow, pow.

- Sorry.

- Excuse me.

Why don't you

just walk out the door?

I will.

I'm gonna walk out of that door

when I'm good and ready.

Son of a b*tch.

Come on, honey.

The handcuffs are getting cold.

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