My Bodyguard Page #4

- [Bell Rings]

Move up a bit. Come on.

Cops won't even walk around here.

The next time you pull

anything like this,

call a detective.

Okay, follow him.

It's one way.

Follow him anyway.

- It's a one-way street.

- [Horn Honking]

Hey, what are you...

Cliff, get back...

Give us a dollar.

Come on.

You got a dollar, man?

Give me a dollar!

Hey!

What are you following me for?

I told you,

I thought maybe we could be friends.

We can't.

Linderman.

I know about what happened

with your brother and everything.

You do, huh?

Hell, it could have

happened to anybody.

Drop it.

Okay?

- Ricky.

- What?

Where am I?

How do I get out of here?

Come on.

Where we going?

- Yours?

- Yep.

Fantastic. Use it much?

Don't use it at all.

Won't run.

- You like it?

- Yeah.

- Get on.

- Oh, no.

Go ahead.

Climb aboard.

Yeah?

Hey.

Careful.

What's the matter with it?

Cylinder.

I can't find the right one.

They don't make them anymore.

I've been putting this together

for a year now,

and I'm down to one lousy cylinder.

You built this?

Rebuilt it.

Almost.

Oh, hey, how you doing?

I'm looking for a 350 cylinder.

- You got one?

- No, I don't.

- You sure?

- Nope. Sorry.

[Linderman]

How about your mom?

[Clifford]

She died in a car accident.

- That's too bad.

- My grandmother moved in with us.

She's like no one

I've ever seen before.

She's really old,

but she acts like a kid.

She gets...

a little drunk.

Picks up guys.

- You're kidding.

- No.

- Sounds great.

- She is, really.

We gotta keep an eye on her

'cause she gets into things.

Maybe she's afraid

of being old and dying.

No, I think she's afraid

of not being alive.

My dad had one of those.

It looked like that then.

- What does he do?

- Watches TV.

How's this?

Almost.

He was only nine.

I practically raised him

since he was two.

He'd drive you crazy.

Tell him to sit down,

he'd stand up.

Tell him to do his homework,

he'd read a comic book.

Couldn't eat food

without spitting it at you.

A real shoplifter, too.

Go through a store,

half of it would wind up

in his pocket.

He was a good kid.

A real handful, though.

Poor little guy.

Poor little guy.

[No Audible Dialogue]

That's her, Mr. Dobbs.

I got to go.

Hello, Mrs. Peache.

I'd like you to meet Mr. Dobbs,

chief of hotel operations.

- How do you do?

- Hiya, good-looking!

Griffith has been telling me

a great deal about you.

Has he?

Well, um...

Uh, sit down.

Have a little drink.

They don't charge me.

You know what I mean?

This is really the life.

You know, it's interesting.

I must have met

about a million people.

Not many kids.

Mostly adults.

Anytime you want to trade,

it's okay with me.

Some view.

Is this good for stargazing?

Uh...

stars...

the, uh, moon...

and, uh...

other heavenly bodies.

All right.

What time is it?

About 7:
00.

That's Linda over there.

I trust your stay here

was a pleasant one.

Very pleasant.

And the room was all right?

Perfect.

And the service was...

adequate?

More than adequate.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

When will you visit next?

Friday.

Well, I think we can

accommodate you.

I certainly hope so.

Dad...

So have a very safe flight.

And your key?

You have it, Peachy.

Of course.

We're talking a two-day job

on the air conditioning.

If it gets hotter in here we're going

to have some miserable customers.

Well, what if we work

through the night?

- Night?

- So we'll just have one day without it.

- Night?

- Night. I'd appreciate it.

- [Phone Ringing]

- Peache here. Thank you.

Peache here.

My mother?

Oh, no.

Where?

How serious is it?

Mother?

Are you...

Just don't get excited.

He's all right.

Didn't know his limitations.

I warned him, but he kept saying

he was an animal.

Give me this.

Do you know who this is?

Do you know who this is?

Your goose is really

cooked this time, Peache.

She's finally done it.

Griffith...

will you stop

hovering over me?

Get away from me.

I'm just getting

my second wind.

You can really dance, sweetheart.

You're not so bad yourself, Dobbsy,

just a little out of shape.

I haven't danced or had

a good time for ever so long.

- Sir...

- Get away!

Can I see you for a second?

Griffith, sit down.

They're getting along so well.

Why not check

on tomorrow's reservations?

Better yet,

why not make

some reservations for yourself

at some hotel where

you'll soak your feet...

- after a hard day of job hunting.

- But, l...

Don't worry about us.

Want a job, Cliffie?

Now, you just go get a little rest

'cause we got a long night

ahead of us.

All right.

You be here in an hour,

or I'll come after you.

Room 735,

if I'm not right here.

Peache, you run

a nice lively hotel here.

Thank you.

Are you Linderman?

Would you care to

trip the light fantastic?

Mother. No.

Aw, let's go eat.

Go like this.

Drop the bouquet.

Hey.

Hey, terrific heart line.

You got a lot of girlfriends?

- No, ma'am.

- Heh heh.

I'm talking in the future,

smart guy.

You're also very

intellectually inclined.

Think that's in the future, too.

I must be right about something.

You sure this is your hand?

Wish I could deny it.

What happened to your wrist?

Nothing.

Accident.

Let me finish.

Open up, Ricky.

You're among friends.

You're among friends.

I see a long life line.

Very good.

Very valuable.

You're going to live

for 10 more years.

Then you're going to snuff it.

Mine's broken in half.

- Is it?

- Yeah.

Ooh!

You're going to die.

These are your

need-for-affection lines.

You don't have any.

Look like wrinkles.

He's a sex maniac, here.

Mine says, "love me."

What are you trying...

What does a double-jointed

thumb mean?

I've been looking for you guys.

I've got someone

I want you to meet.

Clifford, this is Mike.

Ricky, this is Mike.

He's my bodyguard.

What do you say, pal?

Moody tells me

you're a tough guy, huh?

You're a real killer.

Is that right?

You beat up kids?

Rape old ladies?

Is that right?

Huh?

I heard you even killed

your own brother.

Got away with it too,

I heard.

- That's bullshit.

- Is it bullshit, huh, Rick?

Huh? Huh?

Is it bullshit?

[Chuckles]

Hey, killer,

why you on your knees?

You queer or something?

Huh?

Come on. Get up.

Huh?

You going to hurt me?

You really think

you're gonna hurt me?

Huh?

Huh?

You're not so tough.

Thought you said

this guy is tough.

Yeah, we'll see, huh?

Yeah.

What is this here?

What is that?

That chain's gonna

make you tough?

Tough magazine, huh?

Hey, he reads.

Got an education.

Huh?

You're not so tough.

You're not so tough, are you?

Huh? Huh?

Huh?

You're not so tough.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on with it.

Show me what you got.

Yeah.

Real winner, huh?

A real menace.

Why don't you go kick his ass?

Hey, killer.

Where are you going?

Is this your tough bike?

Huh?

This your tough bike?

Don't look so tough to me.

Think I'm tough enough

to ride this?

Huh?

Come on. Get up.

I think I want to ride it.

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