Lady in Cement Page #6

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I've seen you around.

- Oh, where?

- Her parties, right?

I didn't make the last one.

Were you there?

Listen, when she puts in the call, I run.

See all this? She set it up.

All those social contacts. How do you

think I made it, on talent?

- I wouldn't know. I'm a detective.

- A cop?

Oh, come on, I kicked the habit

months ago.

ROME:
Take it easy.

- I'm straight, honest.

Take it easy. All I want is some answers.

You don't mind if they stay, do you?

They kind of relax me.

ROME:

Yeah, me too.

- Arnie, can I go to the john?

SHERWIN:
No.

About the party at Kit's house

the other night...

...did you ever meet Sandra Lomax?

- No, she split before we got there.

- Do you know her?

Sure.

How'd the party get started?

There was the four of them:

Yale, Sandra, Kit and Paul Mungar.

- They went over to Kit's house...

- Paul Mungar?

Well, sure. Kit's been hot for him

for at least a month.

- Was Kit alone when you got there?

- Everybody was drinking a lot.

You know Kit.

But it wasn't big enough...

...so Yale and Paul went out

to try to dig up a mob.

Yale picked me up, and then

Paul came in with his crowd later.

- Arnie, please, can I go to the john?

- No!

Tell me, was Kit alone

when you got there?

Stoned. She never saw us.

Paul put her to bed,

and the party went on.

What about the Lomax kid?

She ever come back?

Uh-uh. Way I got it, she and Kit

had a fight before we got there.

- About what?

- Who knows with broads.

Think it might be something

important like peace?

- You ever do a sketch of Sandra Lomax?

- No.

- Think you could do one from memory?

- Easy, except I don't draw on spec.

I know, I can see

you have a large family.

- How's 20?

- I should smudge my fingers for that?

Hey, I don't want the whole body.

Just the face.

- Arnie, please!

ROME:
Go ahead, baby.

MODEL:

Thank you!

Homicide, Santini.

- Dave there?

MAN:
He's left for the day.

Okay.

- Hey, Tighe.

TIGHE:
Uncle Tony!

- Hiya, son. How do you feel?

- Great.

- Where is everybody?

- Hey, Rose, look what showed up.

- Tony.

ROME:
Hello, Dave.

ROSE:
Hi, Tony.

- Rose.

ROSE:
How are you?

ROME:
Fine.

- What happened to his chin?

- Fell off my skateboard.

The way Dave rushed home,

you thought he had a concussion.

- You'll stay for lunch, won't you?

- Please.

Okay, you talked me into it.

TIGHE:

What'd you bring me this time?

It's a big surprise. Close your eyes.

Open.

Boy, a catcher's mitt! Just what

I wanted. How'd you know?

- I get those hot flashes once in a while.

- Thanks, Tony.

ROME:
Okay.

- Come on, Tighe, need you in the kitchen.

- Say, Dave.

SANTINI:
Yeah.

That dame in the morgue is Sandra.

- How do you know?

- Here's an artist's drawing of her.

[RINGING]

ROME:

Hey, Rose, that's pretty good lasagna.

ROSE:
It wasn't lasagna.

It was quiche Lorraine.

SANTINI:

I'll get it.

TIGHE:
Tony, how long do you gotta

go to school to be a detective?

- All the way, son.

TIGHE:
To the sixth grade?

Exactly. And that's just long enough

to learn to read...

...lipstick prints on a paper cup.

TIGHE:
Gee.

ROME:
Here's my spitter.

- It's not legal.

You're a wise guy.

Here's a slider.

Time. I think I threw my arm out.

SANTINI:
Rose?

ROSE:
Yeah?

- Isn't it time for that kid's bath?

ROSE:
Dave.

- Now!

- But, Dave, it's...

SANTINI:

Rose, please.

TIGHE:
It's okay, Mom.

I know Dad's feeling bad.

Tomorrow I'll take you

fishing or something...

...but you don't have to go,

unless you want to.

I want to.

- So long, pal.

- So long, Dad.

ROSE:

Come on, Tighe.

ROME:

So long, Tighe.

TIGHE:
So long, Uncle Tony.

ROME:
See you, Rose.

What the hell's the matter with you?

What's eating you?

Danny Yale was found

in his club, dead...

...with a knife off your boat

in his belly.

- With my fingerprints all over it, right?

- They check out.

And a witness who was there

who says he saw it all.

Mr. Mungar's got it taped, doesn't he?

Sure I had a beef with Yale.

It's a frame, Dave.

Yeah. Yeah, I know.

But it's a tight one.

I gotta take you in, Tony.

But you'll get all the help I can give you.

Against Mungar? Don't kid yourself.

You couldn't drag him in to question him

after you pulled that broad from the bay.

You gonna be my character witness?

Say we were cops together?

- That I have dinner here once in a while?

- I'm sorry.

Me too.

You know better, Tony.

I gotta take you in.

Dave, this frame's too tight. I've gotta

stay loose so I can pin Mungar.

- That's my job.

- You're not big enough.

Hold it.

I'm still taking you in.

You gonna shoot me, Dave?

- Car 45 to Central.

MAN:
Central to Car 45. K?

Reporting hit and run,

personal injury.

Sixty-one blue Ford convertible.

Last seen traveling south

on 36th Street Causeway.

License number 1 W17395.

Forty-five out.

[SIREN WAILING]

OFFICER:

Out of the car.

SANTINI:
I'm Lieutenant Santini,

Miami Homicide.

OFFICER:
Hands up.

SANTINI:
My ID.

Here, read this, dope.

Tell us about that woman

you ran down.

What woman?

- Hey, this guy is a cop.

- Thanks.

Radio headquarters. Tell them

I spotted Rome at the Fontainebleau.

You come with me.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

MAN [ON SPEAKER]:

Attention. Your attention, please.

Two canasta players

are needed immediately.

Please report to the front desk

and ask for Mr. Mucci.

[MUSIC PLAYING ON TV]

MCCOMB:
Hello. McComb 's Charter Boat.

- It's Tony.

Tony! Lucky you called. I got a sure

thing for you in the 10th. Lord George.

Malicious on the outside

wouldn't help me.

Look, by the way, there's a bunch

of cops down here looking for you.

It's nice of you to sandwich that

in between tips. Can you bust loose?

I'm boxed in.

There's a patrol boat here

waiting for me to lead them to you.

And at the end of the dock there's

a bunch of cops with plainclothesmen.

And at the other end of the dock,

also plainclothesmen with cops.

None of them interested in me.

So we don't waste a dime,

who won at Gulf Stream?

- Moishe the Second.

- Pox on that horse.

- Yeah. Sad, ain't it?

- All around it's a bad day for losers.

[MAN WHISTLING]

Pardon me, sir. I didn't know

they reassigned this cabana.

- You new in Miami?

- Uh-huh.

I could see that.

- I can do you a lot of good, pal.

- That a fact?

Say you rent a car while you're here.

You gotta pay by the mile, right?

So why pay it all?

Just bring the car around to me.

I know how to fix a speedometer.

That way you ride it around all you want,

and when you take it back in...

...shows maybe 10, 15 miles.

- That sounds exciting.

I figure what the hell. I'll save a nice guy

like you some dough that way.

You'll probably pay me

for my trouble, right?

Seems logical.

You need a date...

...I'm your boy on that line too.

Just tell me what you got in mind.

If you like the amateurs, there's plenty

of free stuff I can put you next to.

[MAN ON TV]:
We interrupt our show

to bring you a special news bulletin.

Daniel Yale, manager of Jilly's,

a well-known Miami Beach go-go club...

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