Introducing 'The Usual Suspects' Page #7

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No dispare. Vmonos!

Oh, man!

Hello.

- Why didn't you run?

- I froze up.

I thought about Fenster and

how he looked when we buried him.

Then I thought about Keaton.

It looked like he might pull it off.

Dave.

A boy came across a body on the beach

this morning. Shot twice in the head.

- Two men from the Bureau identified him.

- What else?

His name was Arturro Marquez,

a smuggler from Argentina.

He was arrested last year

in New York for trafficking.

He escapes to California.

They pick him up in Long Beach.

They're setting up extradition,

he escapes again.

Now, get this. Edie Finneran's brought in

to advise on the proceedings.

- Kobayashi.

- New York faxed a copy of his testimony.

- He was a rat.

- Yeah, a big f***ing rat!

Arturro was very opposed

to returning to prison,

so much so that

he named close to 50 people.

Guess who he named in the finale?

- Keyser Sze.

- There's more.

I'll tell you what I know.

Stop me when this sounds familiar.

There was no dope on that boat.

- You, stay quiet.

- He's here. I know he's here.

That's him. I'm telling you,

that's him. I know he's here!

You can't understand. That's him.

- Shut up!

- That's him. You hear me?

I'm telling you it's Keyser Sze!

- Where's Hockney?

- I don't know. There's no coke!

- What?

- You heard me, you dumb f***! No coke!

- What the f*** do you mean?!

- I've been in every f***ing room!

- There's gotta be coke!

- There is nothing! Nothing!

Don't f*** with me.

There is no... f***ing... coke!

I'm outta here.

I told them nothing.

I swear.

I told them nothing. Please.

McManus, what the f*** is goin' on?

The strangest thing.

Your statement says you saw a man

in a suit with a slim build.

- Wait a minute.

- Are you saying you saw Keyser Sze?

- You said you didn't know who it was.

- There was dope on that boat.

- Stop stallin'.

- I'm not!

- You know what I'm gettin' at!

- Hey! I got immunity. I won't take this!

You know what I'm gettin' at, Verbal!

- I don't know!

- Yes, you do! The truth!

Try to tell me

you saw someone kill Keaton.

- I did.

- You're lying to me!

- I am not!

- You've known this whole f***in' time!

I don't know what you're saying.

I did see Keaton get shot, I swear.

Then why didn't you help him?

You had a gun. He was your friend!

Because I was afraid. OK?

- Afraid.

- Afraid of what?

- I knew it was Keyser Sze.

- But Keaton...

It was Keyser Sze, Agent Kujan.

I mean, the devil himself.

How do you shoot the devil in the back?

What if you miss?

All right. Let's get back to the pier.

- Arturro Marquez. Ever hear of him?

- What? No.

He was a stool pigeon

for the Justice Department.

He swore out a statement

saying that he had seen

and could positively identify

one Keyser Sze.

It says in the report: "He had

intimate knowledge of his businesses,

including but not exclusive

to drug-trafficking and murder. "

I never heard of him.

His people were selling him

to a gang of Hungarians.

Most likely the same Hungarians

Sze all but wiped out back in Turkey.

The money wasn't there for dope.

The Hungarians were gonna buy the one

guy that could incriminate Keyser Sze.

- I said I never heard of him.

- Keaton did.

Edie Finneran was Marquez's extradition

adviser. She knew what he knew.

- I don't under...

- There were no drugs. It was a hit.

A suicide mission to whack out the

one guy that could finger Keyser Sze.

So Sze put some thieves to it, men he

knew he could march into certain death.

You're saying Sze

sent us to kill someone?

Keaton did. Verbal,

he left you behind for a reason.

Just do what I tell you.

If you all knew Sze'd find you anywhere,

why did he give you the money to run?

- He could have used you on the boat.

- He wanted me to live.

A one-time dirty cop

without a loyalty in the world

finds it in his heart

to save a worthless rat cripple.

No, sir. Why?

- Edie.

- I don't buy the reform story for a minute.

Even if I did, I certainly don't believe

he would send you to protect her.

So why?

Because he was my friend.

No, Verbal. He wasn't your friend.

- Keaton didn't have friends.

- What are you doin' here?

He saved you because

he wanted it that way. It was his will.

- Keaton was Keyser Sze.

- No.

The kind of man who could wrangle

men like Hockney and McManus.

The kind of man who could engineer

a line-up through all his contacts at NYPD.

The kind of man who

could've killed Edie Finneran!

She was found yesterday at a hotel

in Pennsylvania, shot twice in the head.

What do you think

about Keaton now, Verbal?

Edie?

He used all of you to get him on that boat.

He couldn't get on alone.

He had to pull the trigger himself

to make sure he got his man.

The one man that could identify him.

This is all bullshit.

You said you saw him die.

Or did you? You had to hide

when you heard the police cars.

You said you heard the shot

before the fire.

- But you didn't see him die.

- I knew him. He would never...

He programmed you to tell us

just what he wanted you to.

He knew we were close,

you said it yourself.

Where was the political pressure

coming from? It was Keaton.

Immunity was your reward.

But why me?

Why not Fenster, McManus or Hockney?

I'm stupid. I'm a cripple. Why me?

Because you're a cripple, Verbal.

Because you're stupid.

Because you're weaker than them.

If he's dead, if what you say is true,

then it won't matter.

It was his idea to hit the taxi service

in New York, wasn't it? Tell me the truth.

It was all Keaton.

We followed him from the beginning.

I didn't know. I saw him die.

I believe he's dead. Oh, Christ!

You're not safe on your own.

- You think he's...

- Keyser Sze?

I don't know, Verbal.

Keyser Sze's a shield.

Or, like you said, a spook story.

But I know Keaton, and someone

is out there pulling strings for you.

- Stay and let us protect you.

- No way. I'm not bait. I post today.

You posted 20 minutes ago.

Captain Leo wants you out of here ASAP,

unless you turn state's.

I'll take my chances.

If someone wants to get you,

they're gonna get you out there.

Turn state's evidence.

You might never see trial.

Maybe so.

But I'm not a rat, Agent Kujan.

F***in' cops.

Excuse me. Can I use your fax machine?

You'll have to sign for these, Mr Kint.

One watch, gold.

One cigarette lighter, gold.

One pack of cigarettes. Thank you.

We've still got nothing, Dave.

I know what I wanted

to know about Keaton.

Which is nothing.

No matter. He'll have

to know how close we came.

Keyser Sze or no Keyser Sze,

if Keaton is alive,

he's not coming up again.

I'll find him.

Waste of time.

A rumour's not a rumour that doesn't die.

- What?

- Nothin'.

- Man, you're a slob.

- Yeah, but it all has a system, Dave.

It all makes sense when you look at

it right. You gotta stand back from it.

You wanna see a real horror show,

you should see my garage.

Convince me.

When I was in that barbershop quartet in

Skokie. Where's your head, Agent Kujan?

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