McQ Page #6

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I was hauling it around.

- What did Stan have to do with that?

- Everything.

I loaned him my car.

He said his was in the shop.

That's the way they got the dope in there.

You really mean it, don't you?

All the way.

I feel kind of silly

acting like an avenging angel

all that time.

I guess he thought a big crop

would bring me back to him.

I'm glad he's dead.

I'll tell you this, I'm on his side.

Why not?

It's the new national sport

called grabbing.

Everybody does it.

The senator sells privilege

and the judge takes bribes.

This time it just happened to be Stan.

And some others.

Who?

Somebody tall. Somebody in.

Somebody who killed

Wally Johnson and Stan

so they could have more for themselves.

Kosterman?

- I'll find out.

- How?

Through you.

I feel kind of silly about that, too.

Lon, you're crazy.

That would be nice.

I'd like it better that way.

No, it started playing back to me, Lois,

when you kept saying,

"Let's get in your Green Hornet

and go someplace."

My car.

And not only once,

at least twice.

You were in it together,

but Stan got double-dealt.

You not only took him off your belly,

you took him out of this world.

You and your new partner.

You are crazy.

We'll see, Lois.

I'm gonna stick with you until

we find out who comes for this junk.

That's right.

Your friend took it out of my car,

gave it to you

to move it out of the city.

Now, let's see.

Is it in here?

Well, maybe it's in this one.

Well, then it has to be in this one.

Lon, for God's sake,

there are $2 million there.

Lon, you like me.

I like you.

I can go anyplace. We can go together.

That turnoff up there,

take it.

McQ! He's behind the car!

Franklin Toms.

Servant of the people.

Santiago.

MCQ!

Can you hear me?

I want that junk.

McQ, are you listening?

I said, I want that junk!

What's your answer?

McQ, I'll purchase it from you.

Twenty-five cents on the dollar.

Fifty cents. Now, that's fair.

Come, now. Let's stop the nonsense,

shake hands on an agreement.

If you want it so damn bad,

come and get the stuff.

Get it.

Go on.

Lois.

Too bad.

Okay, Lon, I had it wrong,

but I didn't turn in your badge.

I could tell you what you can do with it.

You...

Lon, it was my job.

I was transferred to Internal Security.

I've been on you all the way.

Yeah, it's your job.

Lousy damn junk.

All right, Lon, how about it?

There's a bar over there.

Let's get a drink.

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