Oh Heavenly Dog Page #5

- [Yelling, Indistinct]

- Let me explain, ma'am.

He's gotta be crazy.

How could he know

anything?

- Either way, he's dangerous.

- [Dog Barks]

Oh, sh*t.

I don't need this.

[Jackie]

I just want a list ofher clients.

I won't touch anything

but the files. I promise.

I mean, you could even get

the lists for me.

I said, "No one,"

and that includes me.

They were very upset

about the dog getting away.

They've sealed the flat shut.

No one is allowed inside

until after the trial.

Dear Mom. It all started when I was

laying in bed with this cold.

Insomuch as you've probably

heard that sort of language

before, I shart repeat it.

Suffice it,

they said, "No."

Bernie, I need

that client list.

Then I suggest you find

someone who has friends in the Yard.

Insomuch as this is now on the

best-selling list, I only have enemies.

I saw

Quimby-Charles today.

So?

I think I believe

he's innocent.

Don't get distracted,

Jackie.

He's very convincing.

Of course.

He's a politician.

- It goes with the job.

- You're a cynic.

How could I possibly get to my age

without becoming one?

- Besides...

- I know.

- It goes with the job.

- [Laughs]

[Browning Sneezes]

Oh, hello.

If you're looking for Mr. Hoffa...

I believe he's in Detroit,

Chicago and Miami.

[Barks]

Well, easy for you to say.

George, have you seen that little dog

that was with me this morning?

No.

Is he lost again?

I haven't

the faintest idea.

If he turns up,

would you let him in and buzz me?

Oh, yes, sure.

[Browning] So, you see, it's...

it's just a matter of communication.

Even with vast differences

between two individuals, it's...

Oh, you know what I mean, man.

There could still be shared experiences,

a meeting of the minds.

[Laughs] And if you have a mind,

I'd certainly like to meet it.

Hey, uh, this is it. This is my place.

So, let's take a lunch together.

Maybe for business and so long.

Uh, close the door, George.

Close the door, please.

Where have you been?

Thank you.

Mm, God,

you smell awful.

Did you spend the day

in a rubbish dump?

Close. Who's the fruit

with the ear bob?

So, there was no one

special in her life.

Well, I cannot speak

for the year she was away.

But before and after

she played in the park.

- She did what?

- She, uh...

[Chuckles]

She saw many different men.

- Played the field.

- In the field, in the park.

Always someone else.

I am not that way.

I am, uh, monogamous.

You are, uh, ridiculous.

With me,

there can only be one.

[Barks]

Would you?

I'll get the hors d'oeuvres.

[Chuckles]

Go away.

You stink.

I told you to go away.

You're asking for it,

greasy.

[Clattering]

Hey!

What are you doing?

- [Head Thuds]

- [Groans]

Uh, nothing.

L-I dropped my napkin.

[Chuckles]

So, Patricia was gone for a year.

Do you know where she'd been?

Oh, she wouldn't speak of it. Jeffrey said

she was somewhere in Switzerland.

But, uh,

it was just a rumor.

How did she seem

when she finally turned up again?

I mean, was she

the same old Patricia?

I'm sorry.

I can't concentrate.

Being near you makes me feel...

I don't know.

Like I've never felt before.

I know, that sounds like a string.

- Line.

- A line. But it's not.

I'm being honest

with you.

I have such trouble

expressing my feelings.

But you, you make me

want to say things...

and do things.

It's a nice doggy.

[Becket's Voice]

Oh, thank you very much.

But I can't help but wonder

why you chose this subject.

[Jackie On Tape] Well, it's not

really the story of the tragedy itself...

but more the story

behind the tragedy.

- Whatever that is.

- [Becket] I beg your pardon?

[Jackie] Do you believe

Quimby-Charles is guilty?

[Becket] I suppose that question

is best left to a jury.

I actually hadrt

given it much thought.

[Jackie] Well, not to be impertinent,

Mr. Becket...

but that's a bit difficult

to believe.

Hasrt the affair, more or less,

guaranteed your trip

to Number 10 Downing Street?

[Becket] My, my, Miss Howard.

Propriety is not one of your virtues.

- [Jackie] My apologies.

- Accepted.

Now, how else can I help?

[Jackie]

Did you know Patricia Elliot?

[Becket] Not really.

Just passing acquaintances.

But we did know a lot of the same people,

so if I or my office...

can be of any assistance

with your research, please

don't hesitate to call me.

[Jackie]

That's very kind. Thank you.

I'm sorry. Mr. Becket cannot

be disturbed before 11:00.

This is his think time.

He told me to interrupt him

whenever I needed his help,

and I need it now.

I'm sorry.

It's out of the question.

You may leave your name

or come back later.

Or whatever you'd like.

Oh, hello. I didn't know

we'd be seeing each other again so soon.

I need a small favor.

If you'd rather, I'll come back later.

No, no, no, no.

Please come in. Hold my calls.

- Your dog?

- Sort of.

- Cute.

- [Browning] And fluffy.

- Please, have a seat.

- Thank you.

Well, what can I do for you?

[Sighs]

Maybe nothing. I don't know.

Scotland Yard has impounded

Patricia Elliot's flat...

and I need very much

to take a look at her client files.

[Browning] I can't stand it.

Montanero has left his droppings

all over this place.

[Jackie] I just need the names

and addresses and phone numbers.

And, well, I thought maybe you might know

someone who knew someone.

[Becket] Oh, I see. Malcolm,

would you come in, please?

[On Intercom]

Yes, sir.

My assistant is good

at this sort of thing. He can

probably come up with something.

Miss Howard,

this is Malcolm Bart.

- Yes, I met Mr. Bart at the gallery.

- Nice to see you again.

Did you enjoy the show?

Yes. It was,

um, different.

Miss Howard is writing a book

about Quimby, Patricia Elliot

and that detective.

The murders

and all that.

Yes, I know.

She told me yesterday.

[Browning]

Wait a minute.

Jeffrey said she was

somewhere in Switzerland, but, uh...

[No Audible Dialogue]

[Jeffrey On Tape]

Montanero was one of her favorites.

It was she who gave him

his start when she bought

his matched pair, Adam and Eve.

You met her in Switzerland. She said

she found you schussing down the slopes.

I want to buy protection

for someone.

[Browning] You wanted to buy

a motive, you son of a b*tch.

But why?

Then there should be no problem.

I should have an answer by tomorrow.

Good. Check with me

around mid-morning. We should

know where we are by then.

[Browning] And anything won'th seeing

will be gone by then, right?

Well, I really appreciate it.

I just hope I can return the favor.

No return necessary,

Miss Howard.

- It's my pleasure.

- Thank you.

B.J., come on.

Don't worry.

I'll take care of it.

- [Barking]

- [Crashing]

[Freddie]

Will you cut that out?

[Browning]

Sorry. Didrt recognize the tail.

[Freddie]

Smooth talker.

[Clattering]

Adam and Eve.

No question about it.

Just like I've always

pictured them.

Now, what am I looking for

and where would it be?

Hello.

I'd forgotten about

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