Stakeout Page #3

Look, no one knows you more than me

...over to Peter's. I'm sure he'll|have some money for bail or something.

I- I'm gonna come over to your house now,|okay? I fjust- No, Mom.

Mom, I'm hanging up right now,|all right? Goodbye.

We were born to love

- Operator. - Operator. Yeah.|Can you give me, uh, Seattle-

I mean, um, area code 206?

- Yeah, what?|- Don't you ever say hello?

- You ready?|- I'm ready when you are, C.B.

Okay, let her answer|before you cut 'em.

I- I don't know.

- What did you do?|- Yeah? What is it?

- Como esta, Maria?|- Hello?

- Now you're a stranger to me|- Guess who this is.

Hello? Hello? Hello?

Hello?

Hi. I'm sorry to disturb you.|I'm from the phone company.

Apparently there's a line problem|in the neighbourhood.

- Seriously?|- Yeah. Isn't there something wrong with your phone?

Yeah, my phone's dead. I just|can't believe you're already here.

Oh, well, we got a lot of calls,|you know. Whole neighbourhood's down.

Well, um, you know, it's really not a very|good time for me right now. I have to be going.

I understand, I understand. I-It would|only take a couple of minutes.

- But if it would be a lot easier, I guess we could come back next week.|- Uh, wait a minute.

I'll bet if I don't have it fixed now, it'll|be another couple of weeks or something?

- No! No, no. Five days max.|- Five days?

Come on, Maria.|How can you resist him?

- Okay, if it doesn't take too long, come on in.|- All right. Be out of your way in just a second.

- Bingo.|- There we go.

Not bad for an old fart.

- There's one phone over there and|another in the bedroom. - Okey-dokey.

- Be out of your way as fast as I can.|- Okay.

Hi, sailor.

She's in the bedroom tidying up,|trying to make a good impression.

Oops, don't look under the bed.

Okay, okay,|now she's comin'back.

Okay, all checked out here.

- Want to show me the next one?|- Sure.

Hi. And now a word|from our sponsors.

She's, uh, in the kitchen,|just in case you were wondering.

What's that?

Now is no time to be pausing|for the news, Chris.

W- What are you doin'?|Where you goin'?

Chris, she is in the house.|Stop screwing around, for Christ's sake.

If you blow this|and we get busted-

God damn it, Chris. Come on.|Stop messing around.

Chris, she-|She's right there, for Christ's sake.

Chris. Chris, she's comin'.|Chris, she's comin'. She's comin'!

Chris, God damn it!|Jesus Christ!

Look, I really can't wait any more.|Uh, I'm sorry.

- Problem?|- Uh, my-

My brother is in a lot of trouble right now.|He's down with the police at the station.

And there's bail|I have to take care of and I-

- Something serious?|- Yeah, I think it is.

Could you come back|tomorrow maybe or-

- I'm done.|- It's fixed?

Well, the problem isn't in the phone.|I think it's out on the pole.

- I'm gonna have to check outside.|- Oh.

Well, thanks a lot.

I'm in love, Bill.

I'm leaving you.|It happens to one out of every six men.

I have to face up|to my heterosexuality.

But don't worry.|You'll be well provided for.

What the hell were you doin'?

What do you mean, what was I doin'? I|was putting in a bug, for crying out loud.

Oh, really? Is that what that was? Huh? Well, I don't call|goin' through that woman's drawers puttin' in a goddam bug.

Oh, calm down.|Don't blow a bowel, okay?

For crying out loud.|I thought I saw something...

in her bureau that would tell us whether|or not she talked to Montgomery.

Yeah, she's gone.

Give me the flashlight. I'm gonna|go back in there and check it out.

- Come on.|- No, no, no, no, no.

- No?|- No! Chris, this is the feds' party.

I am not gonna get my ass canned|for illegal procedure.

"This is the feds' party. I'm not gonna|get my ass canned for illegal procedure. "

Give me the goddam flashlight!|And nothing's gonna happen to you.

The worst thing that they could do to you is that|they could suspend you for, what, three years?

Oh, that's great.

I'm kidding!Jesus, man,|nobody knows when I'm kidding.

I'm only making a little joke,|a little humour.

What a boner.

- You there?|- You in?

- I'm in.|- Then hurry up.

Car!

- I'm sorry. Sorry.|- Are you kidding me?

You're sorry?|You're making me very nervous.

Oh, I'm making you nervous?|That's a hoot.

Okay, I think I got something|real important here.

A bunch of letters here|all from Montgomery...

and, uh, the last one dated|about four months ago.

"Dear Maria-|First you stop coming to visit me...

and now you won't|even answer my letters.

I understand you're lonely.|I hear you're seeing a couple of guys.

Sometimes I get so mad that I could|wipe out a whole planet...

and enjoy myself doing it. "

Now, how could she have dumped|a charmer like him?

All right, take this down.|I think we got something to check out.

He- He apparently has a buddy...

with the initials "B.C. "|right here in Seattle.

Seems to work on the docks.

Uh, now he's talking to her|about some furniture...

he bought her for a present.

Does she still have it?

Apparently he got it for her birthday.|It's very important to him.

- Holy sh*t!|- What?

Get out of the house.|Get out of the f***ing house, man.

She's right there.|She's at the stairs!

- Are you f***ing with me?|- No, I'm not f***ing with you. Get out of the house!

Come on, Chris.

What are you, crazy?

At night

When you turn off all the lights

There's no place that you can hide

No, no|The rhythm is gonna get you

Rhythm is gonna get you|Rhythm is gonna get you

- What is going on in there?|- Rhythm is gonna get you

- Where the hell are you?|- Rhythm is gonna get you

Tonight

Rhythm is gonna get you

Tonight

Jesus!

Sergeant Bernie?|Yeah, this is Chris Lecce.

I'm fine. Fine. How are you?

Great. I want you to run a make|on a guy named Reynaldo McGuire.

Yeah, find out any priors,|anything at all.

Thanks.

Oh, just enjoying my day off.

Bye.

Oh, come on.|There is no way, Chris.

- There is no way that one bullet could have done all that damage and ended up intact.|- No way? No way?

- What does "no way" mean?|- One bullet came from the grassy knoll, the other from the Texas Schoolbook Depository. How naive can you be?

Oh, so you think that the chief justice|of the United States lied, is that right?

That Gerald Ford and all|those other people lied?

- Those bastards.|- What?

Well, they ate everything|and left us a goddam dog turd.

- Earl Warren left us a dog turd?|- No, Phil and Jack.

Why do you care about all this stuff?|You were five years old when it happened.

- Who gives a sh*t?|- I'm gonna get those guys, man. I don't know how yet, but I'm gonna get them.

Give me the keys to the car. I'm gonna|go to the supermarket. What do you want?

- How about some truth and justice?|- What else?

- Doughnuts.|- Why not? We're cops.

- Hi. - Hi. - The|phone man, right?

- Right, right. How's your phone?|- Still works. You live in the neighbourhood?

- No, no, I was in the area working.|- More lines down?

Always.

So you, uh|- you satisfied with the phone system, are you? You don't need anything else installed?

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