Night Moves Page #6

Get on.

Come on, Harry.|We're gonna catch the sunrise.

- What were you getting out of it?|- Me?

Oh, some change.

A little more fuel for the flight.

Bus ticket for the next stop|after Key West.

I got into it because|I got involved with Tom.

I got involved with Tom because...

...he was the only man around|who got nicer as he got drunk.

It may not sound like much to you, but|believe me, in these parts, it's a good deal.

That night after we found the plane,|Tom went back out, didn't he?

That marker you left, that was for him...

...so he could move your piece of junk|away from the plane.

And you kept me out of the way.

Something like that.

You told me fairy tales.

About Malone...

...Billy Danruther...

...the president getting shot.

Your erect nipples.

- What does it matter?|- I want to know!

- I told you what it's all about.|- You.

- What the hell are you all about?|- You're asking the wrong questions.

Why don't you just be content?|You've solved the case.

I didn't solve anything.

Just...

...fell in on top of me.

Why don't we just keep on sailing, Harry?

Why not?

There's the marker.

Only take a couple of minutes to go down.|Take me a bit longer to get your boodle up.

Why don't we let the Coast Guard do it.

Scared I'll try to make it|to the Yucatn underwater?

Paula!

Get out of the way!

Paula! Go down!

Go under!

Paula!

Move away!

Get out of the way!|Get out of the way!

You bastard!|Bastard! Bastard!

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