Silver City Page #9
Give me three
of those lottery tickets.
I'm feeling kinda lucky
all of the sudden.
Somebody's f***ing with me.
These were bad guys.
of low-rent housing downtown.
The building boom had started,
and they had a big offer to sell...
but they couldn't
So they were doing
strong-arm stuff, intimidating.
- There was even some arson involved.
- The march of progress.
The housing inspector who should have
been on top of this... Skaggs...
was taking payoffs.
I had these two informants...
very Deep Throat.
Meetings in parking garages,
the whole deal.
And they give me the big lead.
Now, this is criminal activity
that they're exposing.
So I write the story. My editor, Mitch,
he trusts me enough to run with it.
And they're willing
to testify in court?
They said yeah, if it came to it.
But I didn't have 'em on tape.
The landlord and the inspector
sue the paper...
one of my sources blows town
Big retraction,
settlement out of court...
and I'm seriously fired.
Worse, I'm the guy
who fabricates.
From that day on...
the Monitor concentrated on who bakes
the best chocolate chip cookie in Denver.
And I couldn't get a job
delivering a newspaper.
- The editor should've...
- He got fired too.
He runs a... What do you call it?
A Web site.
At least you did something.
You know? I've just been taking up space
and emptying out my trust fund.
Hey, you took all these pictures.
That's a hobby.
You raised a kid.
Isn't he gorgeous?
His father...
His biological father...
Bugged out
of the whole deal.
I can't blame him, with the publicity
and what a little tramp I was then.
But DeweyJunior is a...
He's a nice guy, you know.
Despite having me for a mother.
You raised a nice kid.
Maybe that's
what you're good at.
One of the things
I'm good at.
This is a nation
based on Christian principles.
What I promise
to work for...
is a government
that respects those principles.
A government that supports
traditional family values...
that respects the sanctity
of human life.
A government strong enough,
brave enough...
to maintain
the cultural equilibrium.
What's "cultural equilibrium" mean?
No handouts for homos.
Hey.
- What's up, sugar?
- Can some of the guys stay over tonight?
They don't have homes?
They don't have satellite.
There's stuff we want to watch.
You'll have to sort out
where everybody sleeps.
- I can handle that.
- You sounded really good today.
You should find a club to play in.
- We don't have any of our own material.
- So write some.
Write about what a mess
your mother is, like Eminem does.
Yeah.
- See ya.
- See ya.
Closing time at the zoo.
Get your clothes on.
I haven't slept this well in days.
Yeah, I don't sleep much
unless I pass out.
with liberty and justice...
Who is this?
Chuck.
- How'd you get my number?
- Never mind, you little creep.
I just f***ed your messenger boy.
Danny...
What's your last name again?
- Oh, sh*t.
- Danny O'Sh*t.
Tell him I'm firing him.
You send anybody else after me, I swear
I'll put an arrow through his neck.
You need help, Maddy.
You're a sick person.
I love you too.
He says you should check in
with your office more often.
You were fired this morning.
Hey.
- You get the boot?
- I guess so.
Don't take it personally.
She's kinda moody.
Right.
So, you're a detective.
Investigator.
- You look for missing people?
- That can be part of the job.
You usually find them?
Depends on how long
they've been missing.
Twenty-three years.
My father.
Dewey Hamilton.
- Right.
- So, how would I start?
You know, like if he's
moved out of the state?
Sometimes people can...
Sometimes people
don't want to be found.
And if you do,
it can be pretty disappointing.
If things are messy,
you gotta face them sooner or later.
- Are you on the Web?
- Wired to the eyeballs.
There are a couple of things
you can try.
- Glad you could make it.
- You're conscious.
Painkillers, man.
I'm flying.
They said you had an accident?
It wasn't no accident.
It was him.
I saw the boots.
You know.
The one who sticks
his head in the sand.
Ostrich?
Ostrich-skin boots.
Puts his head into the sand 'cause they
don't wanna see when they cut his throat.
It was vehicular homicide, man.
Dude tried to kill me
with my own car.
Paper on the table.
"Fito and Rafi. Carbonville."
They knew our dead man.
They're pretty spooked.
But you could try them.
They got maybe three words
of English.
Spooked by?
The same hijo de la chingada
pushed the car on me.
Vince Esparza.
- Vince.
- Vicente.
Esparza.
I'll give you odds
he had something to do with...
this Lzaro kicking the bucket.
O'Brien.
I been tryin' to track you down.
Sheriff Skaggs,
my friend Tony Guerra.
Shaving accident?
You'll make me laugh
and break my ribs again.
I haven't heard a peep out of you,
Danny. That wasn't our agreement.
- I'm off the case.
- Step on your own dick again?
Used to be this guy
was a reporter...
till his mouth
got way ahead of his brains.
There's a lot more to this than
some illegal alien floating in a lake.
- The people who hired you fired you...
which means you're
out of the conversation.
- They hired me to pretend...
- That means make yourself scarce, son.
I need to talk
to your amigo here, alone.
Later, Tony.
You sleep with a client's sister?
That is so unprofessional!
That's not why Raven wanted me
off the case, is it?
No, but he didn't like it!
He wanted me off'cause I'm getting too
close to something they wanna hush up!
That's the whole point
of the job, Danny...
and he doesn't
trust you to do it!
- I don't have all the pieces, but Lzaro...
- You don't have any pieces!
He knew something, saw something,
and they set him up!
Had him killed.
Chuck Raven had you fired because
he found out you used to be a reporter.
Okay?
That doesn't change anything.
If you would check your cell phone
once in a while, you'd know that.
That sheriff,
he's been right on my tail.
I cannot deal with your paranoia.
Take the rest of the week off,
come in on Monday...
and we will sit down and discuss
what's left of your so-called career.
My expenses so far.
Fill out a voucher.
Hilary will take care of you.
Look, Danny, I'm sure
you were doing a very good job...
aside from
banging Maddy Pilager.
- Hey. She got me stoned.
- Out!
220, 240, 260.
Sign here.
And next time
I want all the receipts.
Right.
Lupe!
Here, let me help you
with this.
- Thank you.
- How would you like to make $200?
They said these two men,
Rafi and Fito...
have gone to the church.
It's not Sunday.
The day of the dead.
Tell 'em I came instead ofTony.
They don't trust you.
Tell them I have their names and that
if they want to stay in this country...
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