Small Apartments Page #6

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We should check on him.

Come here, boy.

Yeah. What?

I don't want this.

You got him?

Yeah. Hold on.

Mr. Allspice?

It's Burt Walnut.

Mr. Allspice?

Mr. Allspice?

Hey, Burt.

Mr. Allspice?

Mr. Allspice?

He's dead.

It looks like he decided to

take every pill in the apartment.

This one's for foot fungus.

Yeah, he was a sad guy.

He all right?

No. He's dead.

Hey, we got a lead on that

missing vehicle. We gotta go.

Where's the dog?

I stuck him in the other room.

Hey, you guys will call this in,

right? I'll stay here for the EMT.

Come on.

The f***ing dog

pissed on my shoe.

Like my name's Dirty Harry.

Yo, man.

Oh, sh*t, man!

All right.

You got it?

Be down in a minute.

Hey, Dan?

Yeah?

Let me ask you something.

Why do you put

so much effort into saving

a life that you

know is already over?

I mean,

why do you do that?

I mean, nothing's

over until it's over.

Yeah, but this was over.

This guy was dead.

Nah...

I mean, the way I see it...

It ain't over until I quit.

If I try everything I got and

nothing works, then all right.

Then it's over.

But...

You gotta try.

You know what I mean?

Yeah, I do.

All right, lock it up.

See ya.

Take it easy, Burt.

It's all bullshit.

It's all bullshit.

It's all bullshit.

That's not bullshit.

Walnut.

You were right.

About what?

We located Olivetti's Ford

truck and guess what?

We definitely have found our

perpetrators. Couple of real mooks.

Wait, hold on.

Same caliber as the slugs found

in the convenience store homicide.

The vehicle is registered

to Albert Olivetti.

Great.

Maybe now you can stand down

on that merkin angle, huh?

Check.

So these are the guys, Burt. We've

got 'em driving the landlord's truck,

and they used his weapon to commit

the convenience store homicide.

It's a slam dunk. I'll call

you back with the details.

You two fuckholes are in

a shitload of trouble.

Hello?

Hello, Mr. Allspice.

This is Franklin Franklin,

your neighbor.

Franklin. Hello, Franklin.

Wait.

You're not Mr. Allspice.

No, my name is Burt.

I'm a friend of Mr. Allspice.

A friend?

Allspice has a friend?

Yeah, I...

I came by to visit him.

He went out to get some chicken

fried rice for the two of us.

You know, for a change.

Can you relay

a message to him?

I would really appreciate it

if he would look after my dog.

Tell him my door is unlocked.

His food is on the...

Franklin, why don't you tell me

where you are, and I can

bring your dog to you?

His food is on the floor

and he eats twice a day.

Look, I know Mr. Allspice

really hates my alphorn,

but I don't think he has

anything against my dog...

Franklin, I would really like

to get some contact information.

I mean, what if something

happens to the dog?

You'd like to know,

wouldn't you?

Franklin?

Franklin?

Franklin?

I'm here.

I'm sorry to be

the one to bring you some

bad news, but your landlord,

Mr. Olivetti,

was murdered.

But, Franklin,

they caught the two

guys who killed him.

Two young punks

driving around in

Olivetti's truck.

They thought that they could get

away with it. Can you imagine that?

And from what I hear,

this Olivetti was a bad guy.

Some might say that

he had it coming to him.

Do you understand what

I'm saying to you, Franklin?

I'm hanging up now.

Franklin, no, Franklin. Wait,

I have one last question.

I'm here.

What's the dog's name?

Bernard.

His name is Bernard.

Enjoy the Alps.

Franklin,

what are we so scared of?

You only get one

shot at this life.

There are no do-overs.

Time wasted is time lost.

The past is a ghost,

the future a dream.

There is only right now.

We need to forgive

each other, Franklin.

Forgive and keep

moving forward,

because we're all so

ridiculously imperfect.

And we need to find

a place we call home.

A place where we know

we're loved and we feel safe.

I see it all so clearly now.

It doesn't matter if you

live in a small apartment

or some big mansion

on a hill.

It doesn't matter if you live

in a mental institution

or on some sunny

beach in St. Croix.

It's all in your mind.

Every moment of your life

is what you make it.

Pain,

love,

fear,

happiness.

You choose to

feel each of them.

So choose to be happy,

Franklin.

Choose to be happy.

Because happiness

is a state of mind.

Come on, Bernard.

All right, come on.

I got a dog.

Ahh!

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