Pound of Flesh Page #7

You see, I have new evidence relevant

to your husband's whereabouts.

I don't know any more than you about where

my husband is. What is the point of this?

Sources indicate that you maintain

contact with a fugitive from the law.

And that is a crime.

What sources?

- Anonymous sources.

you can't come in until I call my lawyer.

You don't need to make this

more difficult for yourself, now.

Bastard!

There is nothing of Noah's here.

Kelly, you can't possibly...

You can'tjust...that's not yours.

You can't take that.

This is insane.

What do you think you're going to find?

What are you looking for?

Talk to me!

Looking for evidence.

What kind of evidence?

- A little black book, maybe.

There's no black book.

A computer disk.

- My husband doesn't use a computer!

Detective Kelly, I will call your captain.

I will have your badge.

I want to know where the evidence is.

- There is no evidence.

Daniella. I know you know.

- There is no evidence.

Baby! Baby, stay in your room.

- Tell me.

You go back to your room.

That is enough!

Baby...

you should be ashamed of yourself.

I'm just looking for the evidence.

- If you want to go after Noah...

Go after Noah.

- Hey!

Don't mess with his family.

- I'm not the Big Bad Wolf around here.

Really?

All right.

- Get out!

Hey, baby. You okay?

The illiterate slob was right.

In a town as corrupt as Barden...

...there were always

bigger and badder wolves.

We need you in our club.

- Did I not say trust me?

Sergeant Farraro, how's my

favorite woman in uniform?

Actually I'm your only woman in uniform.

Very powerful girl here, Cam.

She's as tough as our best men.

I'll bet. Golf game, eleven?

- Yeah.

Two strokes this time, right?

- I'll see you there.

Well, that's something to be proud of.

This is just off the record.

Well, actually it's for the record.

No hard feelings.

You know, I'm free tonight.

May I take you out for a drink,

maybe dinner?

You know?

I could use some more coffee.

Fugitive Task Force?

- News travels fast, huh?

We don't have a Fugitive Task Force.

Melville's wife threatened a lawsuit...

...and the Chief doesn't want us

wasting time on that case.

Yeah?

- Now I'm in big trouble.

Ooh!

He's planning to offer Melville a deal.

He's negotiating?

With that f***ing cocksucker?

That's right. He gets Melville's list,

Melville goes free.

He's a free man.

- Jesus Christ, who's on that list?

The Chief's f***ing golfing buddies? Huh?

That killer walks free?

And you're scared about yourjob.

- Right again.

That's right. She was fed truffles...

...with a white wine chaser,

and then she was f***ed to death.

He's out there somewhere...Melville.

And I'm going to find him.

F*** you, Kelly.

Melville could be anywhere.

He's guilty. He's so guilty.

We're all f***ing guilty

around here, aren't we?

Wait a minute. Here, did the Chief

give you his thirty pieces of silver?

That ought to cover it.

What, now you're an avenging angel?

Why can't you just be a normal cop?

Either you're a normal cop

or you're on the take, Beck.

It's a choice you have to make,

all right?

Or your life isn't worth a sh*t.

Beck...

Please...

The Chief told me to put you

on unpaid leave.

I quit.

Motherf***er...

- Stop that.

Stop, Patrick.

Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound,

that saved a wretch like me.

I was once was lost,

but now I'm found,

was blind but now I see.

When in disgrace with fortune

in men's eyes...

...I alone beweep my outcast state...

...and trouble deaf heaven

with my bootless cries...

...and look

upon myself and curse my fate.

Lovely Daniella...

...for thy sweet love

remembered such wealth brings...

...and then I scorned to change

my state with kings.

Writing the account of what had

transpired had consumed me...

...and then the inevitable day came.

Boo.

How did you find me?

- I found the phone.

Well, it was worth itjust to hear

Daniella's voice again.

Marina Carlson's mother will never

hear her daughter's voice again.

A tragedy of Shakespearean proportions.

So, how much time do I have?

It's running out.

Would you mind if I called my wife at least?

You don't have a problem

unless you f*** with me.

Oh, but I like f***ing. I mean,

you know that I endorse it in all its forms.

you're f***ing with me now.

Have you ever considered that

sex is the only business...

...in which women are actually

paid more than men.

Look, I just tried to help my students.

Think of the idiots they would have

bedded if I hadn't introduced them...

...to men of a certain level of

je ne sais qua.

Drugs, truffles, a shotgun...

Real je ne sais qua.

All right. I'm sorry,

I admit my mistake.

She was the only woman

I helped out of pity.

I was just very naive about the drugs.

She has a name...Marina Carlson.

I bet you f***ed her too,

didn't you?

Patrick, don't be a Vulgarian.

I only met her once. I took her to dinner.

We had truffles, and as I remember,

very pleasant wine.

You fed her the truffles?

Yeah. Well, I...I think she

deserved to be treated well.

I mean, she hadn't been in her life,

you know? What's wrong with that?

Your time just ran out.

Stand up.

Be careful.

Why all this trouble to find me? Don't you

have anything better to do? What are you?

I'm an honest cop,

unlike my partner, Sergeant Farraro.

Rebecca Farraro? I know her.

- Yeah.

A very beautiful and sensual woman.

- yeah?

Did Sergeant Farraro work for you?

A gentleman never tells.

We're not going to a police station, are we?

Patrick, I have nothing left to live for.

Everything I value in

my life you've pried away from me.

Look, if my death

is a cause of happiness for you...

...then you must be in the throes

of ecstasy right now.

Because everything that is

Noah Melville is dead.

Yeah, I'm going to bury you.

I'm going to ask you one last time,

who's on the take?

I want the evidence.

- There isn't any.

Just tell me the truth.

- That is the truth.

What's so f***ing funny?

Do you think that I got money for this?

Do you think this was a business?

My clients were just having a good time and

the girls just received their scholarships.

I want the names.

I want those names now.

They're in my head.

Then I guess I'm going

to take your head. Huh?

you don't think I'll take your head?

I killed a drug dealer once,

in self-defense.

Two f***ing shots. They didn't believe me.

They took me down because of that.

Two f***ing shots,

and I did it with something like this.

What are you doing?

You want to know why I came after you?

I came after you because...

I had sexual relations with

Marina Carlson, the dead girl.

I came to town, my first night...

...and I felt lonely.

I felt so lonely.

So I dialed a f***...

...a guy named Ken answered the phone.

He sent me a redhead with long legs.

And I got drunk, I f***ed her, I fell asleep

and when I woke up, she was gone.

And so was my cross.

I never saw it again until

I met Marina Carlson's mother.

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