Miami Blues Page #5

I can still taste it.

Oh. Seedless raisins | for a start.

Chop 'em up real fine.

And you beat the egg | yolks and the butter...

until they're creamy...

Wait a second.

And you beat | the egg whites...

until they're stiff...

and then you | fold them in...

and you take | one cup of sugar...

and, um...

here's | the tricky part, OK?

This is the key.

You use 5% vinegar, | no stronger.

And just 3 teaspoons, | that's all.

Just 3 little teaspoons.

That's where Mama | went wrong.

Yeah, probably so.

You don't know | where I could...

find that old boyfriend | of yours, do you?

No. He's gone for good.

I know you wouldn't | lie for him.

He was the liar.

Well, uhh... | enjoy that recipe.

I will.

Look, my number's on it.

If you really like it, | give me a call.

Oh, my God.

One.

Two.

Three.

What are you | doing tomorrow?

I was gonna paint | the security bars.

Oh, no. I got | a million errands...

I gotta run tomorrow. | I wanted to go in...

and cash in | my coin collection.

I need you to drive me | around some.

We'll be done by noon.

Can't you drive?

Oh, no way, honey. Heh! | Honey, I gotta...-

I'm gonna be hoppin' | in and out...

of a hundred different | places.

Cost me a fortune | just to park...

if I could find a place.

That dessert?

I'll bring it to you. | Just go sit down.

So, you gonna drive me | around tomorrow?

Junior, are you sure | this is just an errand?

You promised no more | illegal stuff.

You saved my life, Susie.

Would I f*** up | the best thing...

that ever happened | to me...

just to make you | some kind of a wheelman?

Would you?

We made a deal.

I promised.

Like it?

This is really great.

It's great!

Great.

One of your best.

If a cop should | hassle you...

then you just drive on | around the block.

Why would anyone | hassle me?

You parked | in a yellow zone.

Police officer.

Buzz me in.

You say these coins | are stolen, Sergeant?

Sergeant, uh...

Moseley.

Homicide.

We picked him up | on a fencing sting.

We figure if we could | get a line on the owners...

we could solve the crime.

This a valuable | collection or what?

It's by no means | a rare collection.

When I take | this fleeting breath

When my eyes, | they close in death

Just a cursory look | at these coins...

tells me they're | in fair condition.

That was cursory?

You ever seen them before?

Seen lots like them.

What happened | to your eye?

Car accident.

You should sue the doctor | who sewed you up.

You could make a bundle.

He said it'd be fine | after it scarred over.

He lied.

How come | a homicide detective...

is so interested | in stolen property?

First of all, that's | confidential information.

Second of all, I'll ask all | the questions around here.

I'm working on a tip.

I'm thinking of putting | a stakeout in here.

You know, before | I put that window in...

I was hit 3 times | in one month...

but I don't need | no stakeout now.

Yeah? Why's that?

Because of Pedro.

He's been watching you | the whole time...

through a peephole | in the door.

It's OK, Pedro.

This is Sergeant Moseley.

He's with the | police department.

You b*tch!

Oh, God.

You promised!

What the f*** | are you doing?!

-Freeze! Police! | -Freeze! Police!

Hold it.

Hey, move it!

Stop! Police!

Get out of the car!

Sh*t.

What happened to you?

Raise your hands level | with your shoulders.

What are you gonna do | if I don't, Sarge?

Shoot me?

What was the bullshit...

with the money | you left me...

Frederick?

I don't give | nothing away.

What did the Krishna | do to die?

Where did you get | that jacket?

Herman Gotlieb.

Stand up. | Back up slowly.

Turn around | and face the wall.

I don't think | I can do that.

I'll pass out.

Most of my fingers | have been cut off...

and I'll probably go into | shock any minute now.

Move it!

Everything's turning | all orange and silver.

Susie's going to | get you, Sarge.

Hello.

Did you kill him?

Good-bye, Junior.

You don't have to answer | if you don't want to...

but, uh...gotta clear | a few things up.

Did you know Junior | was gonna rob the store?

I was hoping he wouldn't.

He swore to me.

I had to give him | the benefit of the doubt...

because he had | some good qualities.

He always ate everything | I ever cooked for him.

And he never hit me.

There were lots of good | things about Junior.

Listen, Hoke, this is | exactly what happened...

or you're in big | jurisdictional trouble.

You were tailing him... | a murder suspect.

You see him coming | out of the coin shop...

with a gun in his hand.

Suspecting him of robbery, | you called for back-up...

and you followed him | to the house.

He pulled a gun on you, | and you shot him.

Something like that.

Exactly like that.

There's only one problem, | though: the girl.

She'll blow holes | in this story.

Cut her loose.

Is she really | Princess Not-So-Bright...

or is she just pretending?

Ah, she's been | through hell.

Leave her alone.

Let's get the f*** | out of here.

You look different.

I got my teeth back.

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