Mojave Page #4

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Hey. Look, if.

If you're from those Korean guys,

this is not the way to do business.

Relax, brother.

It's just a little sleep.

Urn... it's the cops.

I'm Detective Beaumont.

This is Detective Fletcher.

Nice house.

Thanks.

I haven't really moved in yet.

Are you married, sir?

No.

Yes. My wife and child,

they're in England.

Why are they in England?

They're English.

Okay-

Your people were working late

and verified

that you were on the property all night

- after the arrival of Ms. Leoni.

- Yes.

Ms. Leoni has

an Italian name but she's...

French.

Why is everyone

in Los Angeles a foreigner?

Money.

So...

because you were here

and there's verification,

we're not going to

beat around the bush,

and I will tell you,

as Detective Fletcher and myself

look at you for your reaction,

(he unfortunate news that your partner,

Mr. Davenport, is dead.

- Dead?

- Murdered.

At about, urn... 10:00 pm last night

according to his cell records.

Mr. Davenport ordered a delivery

of Chinese food and a prostitute.

A sex worker.

Prostitute arrived

before the Chinese food,

and when the prostitute arrived,

she found the front door

of the residence to be open

and Mr. Davenport just inside the door,

dead of what appears to be

massive blunt force trauma.

It seems that Mr. Davenport

answered the door in a towel.

Our people seem to think

that Mr. Davenport

didn't suffer any defense wounds

because he was trying

to hold up his towel.

Protecting yourself naked

can be a little problematic.

There's a whole concept

of girding your loins.

A naked man tends

to protect his unit

rather than,

as in this case, his head.

Coffee.

Mr. Davenport's house

was ransacked,

and his safe

was found to be opened.

Do you know if Mr. Davenport

kept large amounts of cash'?

I, uh...

I have no knowledge.

No, I... I think...

that I wouldn't be

surprised if he did.

Firearms or drugs?

Never saw him with either.

Um... you should understand

that I never knew him socially.

Did you ever say to Mr. Davenport, um,

"I will kill you,

you f***ing cocksucker"?

Yes, I did.

Why?

- He was a producer.

- Did you hate him?

No. I liked him.

I have to shut down post?

The estate's position

is they want to shut down, yes.

Who are his heirs?

He has one brother.

But he disappeared at Burning Man,

and no one has seen him

for about five months.

So that's who owns my movie,

a disappeared burner?

Essentially, yes.

I have to be absolutely sure

that you do not have a out

nor any footage whatsoever

of the film.

I do not have

anything of the kind.

If this property was searched,

if I have seized

your personal hard drives?

You know what I want you to do

is pay a lot of money

and find out

I don't have anything.

I'll take that on your word.

Oh, I would.

Not the head, brother.

Not the head.

Well, not too much in the head.

What we say we are,

is what we are.

Now what we do.

What we do is,

as you know very well, is accidents.

It's all a bunch

of mistakes, brother.

F***, if I would have known

who you were,

I would have asked you for a job.

When you're working as an artist,

I mean, you know what I mean,

you only have blurs

of realizations

that you have an exterior life

that will be judged.

When you're working,

everything is cobwebs.

People are cobwebs.

What did Shaw say?

Shaw said a true artist

will make his grandmother drudge

for his living at 70.

Ninety.

Now is not the time to one-up

me on the quotes, brother.

Now let's talk

about what seems to be.

Hair, blood.

Maybe I already

put some around the place,

on your clothes, maybe I didn't.

There's a gun somewhere

that I beat your buddy to death with.

Everything you need

from mitochondrial DNA.

Brains, brother.

Brains.

So you're taken care of.

You killed him if I say so.

But you know I wouldn't have killed him

if he hadn't said something.

- What did he say?

- Well, I'll tell you.

He said the most

unreasonable thing.

He said that we could work it out.

Come on.

Aren't you gonna tell me

like everybody else does

that you're a married man?

Huh?

You have kids?

People that love you,

that you love?

Aren't you gonna say

any of that'?

Offer me money?

I've already done everything

I need to be remembered.

How are you doing, brother?

I read when I was two, man!

I read when I was two!

And what the f***

did they do for me, huh?

My mother was a whore,

married to my uncle.

This motherfucking castle

is like a f***ing jungle.

Hamlet, man.

He couldn't do it.

He couldn't kill the king

with his sins on his head.

He couldn't kill him

at his prayers.

But I can.

Now I could kill you right here,

and that would be one end,

but this started in the desert.

And it's gonna end there,

brother, you understand?

This has to play out.

It's never gonna be the cops, brother.

They can't do the math.

Just you and me in the desert.

I'll be there.

I know you will.

If you can make it.

We 're just into the car.

Here 's someone

who wants to talk to you.

Hi, Dad. I'm bringing

my turtle to the pool,

and his name is Coco.

We 'I! be at California so soon.

You're armed, brother, I know that.

So give me some truth.

Do you know yet which one

of us is the bad guy?

Why'd you come'?

Because you won't stop.

No, I will not.

Have naming m.

And how do you know

I won't get biblical

and visit under the generations,

reincarnations, whatever else is yours?

You're taking your chance

with a pistol.

Get walking over the ridge,

down into the camp.

I don't wanna have to kill you here,

and then drag you somewhere else,

and then go kill your family,

but I will.

Public life's an afterlife.

Who said that'?

I did.

Then you're already dead.

Relax, brother.

You haven't been yourself

in years.

- That's your problem.

- Mm-hmm.

That's why you went

out to the desert.

Ain't it?

Every psychoanalyst should have

one of these, don't you think?

Slop!

I know you're lethal, brother.

You're a man in full.

The courtier's eye,

the scholar's tongue,

the very glass of fashion.

It's like bagging

a f***ing tiger, man.

And you and I

are gonna do something

we should have done

from the start.

Oh, yeah?

What's that?

We're gonna have a drink.

The television stand!

Wow.

Brother, you're a natural.

I used to hide my weed

in the television stand

at my mother's house.

Before I killed her.

I'll let you decide

if that's true or not.

I don't give a sh*t.

Brand-new.

Sealed and bonded.

It ain't poison.

- To the great adventure.

- What's that?

Death.

Death and its raven wing.

There's a f***er walking around here

with a hook and a hourglass...

the gentleman himself.

At least he doesn't have

a fistful of cancer.

Gold, brother.

Found that at the bottom

of a wash.

It was just there.

Lucky coin on a lucky day.

How many lucky days you think

I've had in my life'?

Seven.

You're not gonna tell me about

your f***ed-up childhood, are you?

I was a good kid.

I was.

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