Spartan Page #2

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- No, please. Please.

Calm down.

It's gonna be what it's gonna be.

Can I talk to you for one minute?

Just one minute, all right?

This... It's not what it looks like.

I broke up with my girlfriend.

This is her mailbox. It's Laura.

- Laura Newton.

- Laura?

- Yes.

- Newton?

The Laura Newton?

That's right. We broke up.

- They know who I am.

- They?

- The secret service.

- Secret service?

That's right.

They know who I am.

They cleared me.

They didn't clear you for this.

Let's go.

- Okay...

- Let's go.

- I was just trying to retrieve the letter.

- This is not very nice language.

"You deserve everything

that's gonna happen to you."

What's gonna happen to her?

Did you hurt her?

Did you hit her?

Hit her? No.

- I called her a whore.

- What's this sign?

What does this sign mean?

Right here.

She signs all of her letters with that.

It's because she...

...sees things cockeyed, like Picasso.

- Picasso.

She says they call her Picasso.

Why did you fight with her, son?

She got her hair done.

Dyed it blond. She cut it off.

I called her a slut.

Wait. We've all seen the pictures.

Beautiful young girl like that...

...what do you care what color

she dyes her hair?

Now why does that make her a slut?

She's f***ing another guy.

You want to talk about it?

If you want to talk about it,

I will give you one minute.

Nothing hurts worse than that,

if she's sleeping with another guy.

There's this...

This teacher that...

I shouldn't be telling you this.

She's sleeping with a teacher?

Well, she says she isn't.

I said if she wants to f*** old men, she

should go to the Back Light, go all the way.

- Back Light?

- Yeah. It's this club by the Fenway.

It's like a joke at school, like a rumor.

This girl or that girl went with

a businessman for one night...

...made a thousand bucks.

This is a lovers' quarrel, all right?

I said something that I regret.

I sent a note that I regret.

I can assure you, officer...

...if you see your way clear

to give me a break, it'll never...

The Back Light.

It's a club in the Fenway.

A club in the Fenway.

No morgue. No hospital. No note.

The parents?

The mother, you know where she is.

She's a drunk. He's holding up.

- He was in town yesterday to see her.

- He was?

- We snuck him in and out.

- How long were they together?

- Parker.

- One second.

- He copped to it.

- Copped to what?

Left his post. Punched out early

to go boffing his girlfriend.

Hope she was worth it.

- Sir.

- All right. Let's get back on it.

Okay. Back Light.

A restaurant, The Black Night...

...The Black Light, a bar,

a supper club.

Black Light, that's it.

Put up the graphics on the girl.

Take a look at this.

We ran it up from a description

of the colorist from the beauty parlor.

Show him what we got.

Transport is under command of state.

We refer to section two.

Yeah, I understand.

- May I have your jacket?

- Right, I got it.

Yeah.

Get their guys off the perimeter.

Get our guys in.

I need $5ooo.

- Annie.

- I heard it, $5ooo.

- Scraping the bottom of the barrel, huh?

- Yes, sir.

Five thousand dollars.

Need you to sign for it.

You sign for it.

All right.

- What happened to your wedding ring?

- I took it off.

Did you go off your wife?

No, sir, I'm working.

Keep your mouth shut, your eyes open.

And form on me.

Move aside. Move aside!

Oh, Jesus.

All right, then. Who saw it?

I believe he had a hideout piece.

Who frisked him?

Who frisked the son of a b*tch?

The girl he went to see, get her in.

The one he was f***ing.

- Two guys to her house, right now.

- Seal the room off.

Check out the file.

Seal the room off.

He was off post when

he snatched the girl?

Yeah, well, apparently he felt bad

about it.

- Show me a set of keys.

- I ain't got them.

Here, you take the chain.

You've got the over-watch.

Swing the chain.

You're a guy walking the dog.

Loosen your collar.

Told me 2:
oo.

It's closing time, gents.

Time to pack it up.

Don't gotta go home,

but you can't stay here.

Closing up.

Can't sell booze after 2 a.m.

No, I just wanted to pay you

that money I owe you.

- How about them sox, huh?

- Yeah, what are you gonna do?

Yeah. "curse of the Bambino,"

isn't that what you call it?

That's right. Where are you from?

Yeah, well, actually,

I was just trying to find my niece.

Oh, that's what you're looking for?

Because a lot of guys come in here

looking for someone else's niece.

No. Girl like that...

...been in tonight?

- Pretty girl.

- Yeah, that's my type.

Girl like that been in?

You sure you're looking

for your niece?

Because a lot of guys come in here and

go home with some rather younger girl.

No, no. Why...?

Why would...

...a younger girl like that

want to be with a guy like me?

Howdy, pard.

I was wondering

if I could ask you a favor.

I love you, baby,

but the season's over.

Your friend said you

were sort of a matchmaker.

Look, you can't believe

everything you hear.

- Catch you later.

- You know it.

Okay, lock it up.

Drive safely, now.

- Yeah?

- I was looking for a girl.

For a young girl.

Well, aren't we all?

My question was, why would

a young, pretty girl like that...

...go out with a guy like me?

And if you could answer that...

Look, bub...

what is this?

What's this? It's Rohypnol, is it?

Is this Ro? Is this Roofy? Is this a

one-sided conversation? What's his name?

- Jerry Zimmer.

- Jerry. Jerry.

Where's the girl?

Where's the girl, Jerry?

- Jerry, where's the girl?

- What girl?

Dose her? You dose her, Jerry?

- Hey.

- What?

- About 1 o, 15 thou.

- What's that for?

- I think you broke my arm!

- Where's the girl?

I think you broke my arm!

Now it's broken.

Where is the girl, Jerry?

I never saw that girl.

Where's the girl?

Where did you take her?

Where did you take this girl, Jerry?

That's not the girl.

Where did you take this girl, Jerry?

Take your knife out.

Where did you take the girl, Jerry?

Take his eye out.

You bet your life.

Wait! Wait! Wait!

I took the girl.

I took the girl to...

Three units remain on the perimeter

until further instructions.

The sniper is to stand down.

Plainclothes, transport in the south alley.

I got it.

- Is that right?

- Yes.

We run an escort service. There is no

impropriety here. There is no illegality.

- Who is she?

- Nadya Tellich.

Serb. Green card,

five years ago.

They sign a contract

with us for personal services...

...and they pay us so much

for each call, and the girls pay us.

- They show you proof of their age?

- Of course. What do you think?

- Have you seen this girl?

- I have not.

Here's the first one.

Was this girl here?

She's new.

This is her first night.

How about that?

Put some f***ing clothes on.

I want my lawyer.

You don't need one.

We need the girl. Give us the girl.

This girl was not here.

I'm entitled to my lawyer.

You're entitled to sh*t.

You're entitled to tell me what you know.

If the girl was here...

...if you cooperate,

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