Introducing 'The Usual Suspects' Page #4

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It blew up and took

all of Dean Keaton with it.

Within three months of the explosion,

the two witnesses, they were dead.

One killed himself in his car,

the other fell down

an open elevator shaft.

- Get this show on the road.

- There are too many people here.

Doctor, we'll be out of here

before he blows his porch light.

- I have a noon meeting.

- Five minutes.

Everyone, calm down, all right?

I want you to ask this man

about the shoot-out in the harbour.

- He says they were buying...

- Dope. We know.

He doesn't know what they were buying,

but not dope. People.

What?

- He needs guarantees.

- What is he talking about?

He says his life's in danger.

He saw the devil, looked him in the eye.

- I'm on my way.

- No, no, no. Wait a minute.

Ask him to tell him what he told me...

about the devil.

Who's the devil?

Keyser Sze.

- Keyser Sze?

- He was in the harbour killing many men.

He saw Keyser Sze?

- He saw his face.

- Tell him to tell her what he looks like.

- Describe him.

- OK.

Six weeks ago

an anonymous call tells me

I can find Keaton at Mondino's

with his attorney. And there he is.

Because he never profited

from his alleged death

and we convicted someone else

of the murder we tried to pin on him,

we had to let him go.

He was dead just long enough

for the murder rap to blow over,

and then he had lunch.

- I don't know about that.

- I don't think you do.

But you say you saw Keaton die. You're

covering his ass and he's still out there.

I think he's behind that whole circus at the

harbour. He's using you cos you're stupid.

You tell me he's dead, so be it. I wanna be

sure he is before I go back to New York.

He wasn't behind anything.

It was the lawyer.

What lawyer?

- What lawyer, Verbal?

- When I was in that barbershop quartet...

I know you held out on the DA!

What did you leave out of that testimony?

- I can call up Ruby in ten minutes!

- The DA gave me immunity.

Not from me. You get no immunity

from me, you piece of sh*t.

Every criminal I've put in prison,

every cop that owes me a favour,

every creep that walks the street for

a living will know the name of Verbal Kint.

Now you talk to me, or that immunity

they seem so fit to grant you

won't be worth the paper the contract

put out on your life is printed on.

There was a lawyer.

Kobayashi.

- Is he the one that killed Keaton?

- No. But I'm sure Keaton is dead.

Convince me.

And tell me every last detail.

We arrived in Los Angeles

and met McManus's fence, Redfoot.

He had a good reputation.

Seemed like a good guy.

Still, we should've known better.

- How you doin'?

- Good. You?

Not bad. Can't complain.

How's it goin', Fenster?

Don't need to open it, right?

You must be Keaton.

Redfoot, Dean Keaton,

Todd Hockney and Verbal Kint.

Verbal. The man with the plan.

- Interested in any more work?

- We're always lookin' for extra work.

- We're on vacation.

- Well, that's too bad.

I got a ton of work and I don't have

any good people like you guys.

- What's the job?

- A jeweller out of Texas named Saul.

He rents a suite in some downtown hotel.

He does free appraisals for people.

Anyway, the word is

he carries around a lot of cash.

So I figure I keep the merchandise,

you keep the green. Simple.

- What about security?

- Bodyguards. Nothing you can't handle.

- Give me time to check it out?

- I'd expect nothing less from you, man.

Good to see you. We'll call you.

Enjoy LA. Get yourself laid.

Hey...

A friend of mine in New York tells me that

you know, that you knew Spook Hollis.

The way I hear it,

you did time with old Spook.

Good man, wasn't he?

I used to run dope for him.

- Too bad he got shieved.

- Yeah.

I shieved him.

Better you hear it from me now

than from somebody else later.

I appreciate that.

Just out of curiosity,

was it business or personal?

A bit of both.

Well, like I said, you give me a call

if you're interested, all right?

Is there a problem?

One job. That was the deal.

One job?

One job!

That's a good one, Keaton.

Keaton fought it as best he could,

but a man can't change what he is.

He can convince anyone

he's someone else, but never himself.

It took one day with McManus

nagging him, and we went back to work.

So, I get out of my car.

I think it's wrecked.

In the back seat of the other car,

this woman's totally naked!

- I'm laughin' so hard, I can't breathe.

- Get in the car, Saul.

Freeze! Freeze!

There's a second one here somewhere.

Give me the case.

Give me the f***in' case!

Give me the case.

I'm telling you for the last time,

give me the f***in' case!

- Come on!

- Hey! Don't move.

Look, just hand over the case.

Hand over the f***in' case!

Come on. Let's go!

- Come on!

- Bad day. F*** it.

Let's go! Let's go! Let's go!

F***!

Looks like a lot of china to me. Sh*t.

Guys, come on.

- What're you doin'?

- I'm gonna kill him.

- We did it your way, now my way.

- You gonna kill him?

- I'm gonna deal with it.

- You better.

I'm gonna deal with it. Shut up!

What am I supposed to do with that?

Feed it to the gimp, ease his pain.

I don't know what it is.

- What do you mean?

- I don't know. I got this job from a lawyer.

- Yeah, who?

- I don't know. Some limey.

He's a middle man for somebody, OK?

He doesn't say, I don't ask.

- You're f***in' full of sh*t!

- F*** you!

- F*** you!

- Listen to me! We wanna meet him, OK?

That's funny.

He called me last night.

He says he wants to meet you guys.

- OK. We'll meet him.

- I'll call you.

- Good. Do that. No problem.

- I don't like it, Dean. Wait.

One more thing, tough guy. Any more

surprises and I'm gonna kill you.

Such a tough guy, McManus.

Do me a favour, get the f*** off my dick.

- F***!

- No! No!

Better put a leash on that puppy.

You know, it's an awful shame

about Saul gettin' whacked.

The cops are gonna be

lookin' for the guys who did it.

Sooner or later they're gonna

come around askin' me.

You have a sweet night, ladies.

F*** you.

- So this lawyer...

- Kobayashi.

- Came from Redfoot.

- Right.

Why leave this out

when you talked to the DA?

Dave, someone to see you.

Jack!

Been lookin' for you. Still after that coke

from the harbour blood bath yesterday?

- Yeah.

- Stop lookin'. There was no coke.

I been in LA County talkin' to a guy they

pulled out of a drainpipe in San Pedro.

He came to this morning.

He's in a Hungarian mob doing a deal with

Argentinians. Says it was no dope deal.

- But the $91 million...

- We know. He says no way on the dope.

He tells me they were pulling

stumps for Turkey the next day.

They had no time to negotiate that kind

of product and no means to move it.

- What's the money for?

- He didn't know. No one knew.

Except for a few key people.

They were all very hush about it, he says.

- Whatever it was, it was very sensitive.

- I don't get it.

They tell me you got the cripple from

New York. Did he mention Keyser Sze?

Who?

Just bear with me here.

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