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"we want credibility."

Well, what about one of the

victims, female I think,

with a gold bracelet

on her wrist.

The kind of bracelet that once

you put on you can't get it off.

Shepard?

Powell, what do you got?

Charm bracelet.

Yeah, that's correct.

She was sunbathing

up on her roof.

It's the only piece of jewelry

she had on.

We checked it out

with her roommate.

It's missing.

Was this ever released

to the press?

No, not to my knowledge.

Oh, come on, what, you think

I read that in the press?

Well, did I read there were

little dainty elephants?

Little itty-bitty,

dainty elephants on that chain?

Now, Mr. Quinn, these little bitty

dainty elephants were gold.

They must've been valuable.

Why didn't you take them?

You don't strike me as the kind of guy who'd

leave that kind of stuff lying around.

Well, I'm not the kind of guy who

plays around with dead bodies.

Are you into that, huh?

Told them what else you saw.

A nest, big nest.

What do you want,

Polaroid shots?

We believe you, Mr. Quinn.

What's the location

of this nest?

Well, Mr. commissioner, you know there is

nothing in the world that is for free.

Well, no doubt you've

thought of terms.

Would you care

to let us in on them?

Yeah, sure.

And I don't need this.

I got my own little paper here.

Immunity for the job

you got me on now

and for anything else

that might crop up on me.

You are beautiful,

do you know that?

You think we can give you

immunity for crimes

we don't even know about?

Yeah, didn't Ford pardon Nixon

for anything and everything?

I'm just asking for

a Nixon-like pardon.

And if that could be arranged,

what else?

Money. One million dollars

in cash, tax free.

Sweet Jesus Christ.

And you pay the taxes on it.

I suppose if you pay the taxes,

I got to pay the tax on the tax.

But you can work that out

with the IRS.

I have never paid tax

in my life,

and I'm not about to start now.

Excessive, the city will never

go along with that.

You paid that God damn lottery

winner one million dollars!

And I'm saving the big apple

ten-- a hundred million dollars!

Maybe a billion dollars. And you're gonna

Welch on one million lousy dollars?

You know,

if I had decent negotiator,

he'd be asking ten million

dollars and you know it.

- And that's it?

- No, not exactly.

I want exclusive rights to all the

photographs of the nest and--

of the nest and everything

else up there,

including of the remains

of the thing

once you killed it or whatever.

I want to sell them

and own them and rent them.

I own the negatives

and the book rights.

You want to make a bundle, huh?

Huh? Yeah, well, why not?

You know, a lot of murders and

crooked politicians have done that.

So what's wrong with me?

Very well, Mr. Quinn, we can

arrange to have the press kept out

and the police photographers

will be instructed

to surrender the negatives

to you or a representative.

What else?

Yeah, I want it all signed, sealed,

and notarized with witnesses

and then handed over

to my lawyer in cash.

Banks are closed

until tomorrow morning.

Open one.

Hey.

A man died yesterday.

You've been sitting

on this damn information.

You could've prevented it. How the

hell does that make you feel?

Like a hero because I'm

preventing tomorrow's death

and the day after that

and the day after that.

So kiss my ass in public.

I'm the Johnny Carson sh*t.

Piss ass!

Behave yourself,

sergeant Powell.

Because I'm pissing all over you

and there's nothing

you can do about it.

I don't believe

you're sitting in here,

buying this garbage.

Sergeant Powell,

you better wait outside.

Powell, you heard what he said.

Yeah, I'll wait outside. The stench in

here is enough to make you throw up.

And I don't want any a**holes

like Powell laying cocaine on me!

And bum repping me!

Two years, three months!

Nineteen-years-old, I was bum

repped by a cop like Powell

because he wanted

to get a conviction.

The other one I did.

I'm all right, let me go!

I'm all right! The next

one I did, that was legit

but the city owes me one!

You set me up in business!

All right, Mr. Quinn,

we get your point.

If it makes you feel any better.

Oh, what do you mean,

"feel any better"?

I feel great.

Do you?

Can we get the God damn

typist in here,

so we can

get started this thing?

I'll have to get the mayor's

approval on the money.

What do you mean?

You probably already got it.

I bet he authorized a million and

half-- two million, didn't he?

Didn't he?

I see you're not answering me.

While they're typing it up, why don't you

let me buy you a cup of coffee, huh?

You buy me, I'll buy you.

Everything should be ready for

signature in about 20 minutes.

All the units are ready to move just

as soon as we ascertain the location.

At Mr. Quinn's convenience,

of course.

Well, all you have to do is hand

all the cash over to my lawyer

who is that dull looking fellow

in the next room.

You know,

I met you once before, Quinn.

Right here if you don't mind.

The bar in the village,

you remember that?

You were signing

some kind of scat song.

There's a big dog on the floor.

Oh, you heard me play?

Yeah, you were pretty good.

Yeah, you told me to f*** off.

Excuse me.

Madam, we're going to have two

coffees, and I will pay the bill.

Hey.

- So you heard me play, huh?

- Sure.

You know who taught me

how to do that?

A big seven foot spook

in the box taught me that.

That big Niger maniac

who came to me.

He killed five white punks.

And he comes to me and says,

"I'm going

to teach you something, boy."

And he teaches it to me,

you know?

It's one of the best things

anyone has ever gave to me.

It's more

than you'll ever give me.

Come on, Jimmy.

I've given every thing I can.

You know, I talked

to your girlfriend.

My ex, she turned on me.

Ah, she just wanted you

to do the right thing.

Oh, come on, man. What is a white

chick doing with a con like me?

I accept she wants

to rehabilitate me.

She wants to control me.

She can go and shake

her tambourines somewhere else.

- Thank you. - Old Quinny is

gonna take care of himself.

Ha! Sure you are, Quinn.

Couldn't even use that gun when you

needed it to protect yourself.

You're not much of a killer,

Jimmy.

But, you know, yesterday,

that guy up

in the swimming pool,

well, you killed him.

Shepard, how dumb

do you think I am?

You know damn well

the bird killed him.

What? You think

I trained the bird?

You're unbelievable. You come on

to me all about my music, right?

Give me this

nice song and dance.

And then you start

laying a bum rep on me.

Who do you think I am?

No, no.

No bum rap.

You say I have no nerve, huh?

Two guys up there, Webb and Doyle.

I took them up.

You won't be able

to recognize them

because they're

all over the place.

They're in little pieces.

And I lead them up there because they

were putting heavy pressure on me.

And I walked them right into it.

Quinn, you're not going to lead us

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