The Adventures of Pluto Nash Page #2

Miguel?

This isn't some send-up-the-new-girl

kind of a thing, right?

No. Relax. He wouldn't do that.

You're safe, go ahead.

Come on in.

Perfect timing.

Miguel asked me to bring it up.

Perfect.

Should I make it for you?

No, I mix my own martinis.

But thank you, anyway.

I got it down to a pretty good science.

Perfect.

I wanted to thank you again for the job.

- Don't even mention it.

- Well, I am mentioning it. Thank you.

You're very welcome.

Let me get this, okay?

- Hello?

- Hello, Nash.

Don't call me this time of night.

What's wrong with you?

You know Tony Francis?

I knew him when he was

Anthony Frankowski.

We were like brothers.

We grew up together.

Me and Anthony Frankowski,

who would later become...

I'll tell you a real funny story in a second.

Hello?

Just wanted to give you one last chance

to change your mind.

Look, no now and no tomorrow.

No means no. Leave me alone.

Now, you look...

Clown.

Who was that?

One of Rex Crater's boys,

trying to buy me out.

Why is he so set on buying your club?

Because they're about to approve

gambling in this town.

If Crater gets his way,

they'll turn the Moon into a big casino.

You can't sell your club until I make

enough money to get back home.

I'll let him know the next time he calls

that you got to get your money first.

- You all right? You okay?

- Yeah.

- What happened?

- I don't know!

Come on.

Bruno!

Bomb detonated. Evacuate.

Evacuate.

Bomb detonated.

Evacuate.

Look at this, Bruno!

Look what they did to my place!

Pluto!

Damn!

- Let's get them.

- No. Stay here with her!

- Bruno, I think that's one of them.

- I'll intercept the call.

"Nash is alive. He took off after Jimmy,

who's headed for the Vac.

"Be ready for him."

What's the Vac?

The Perfect Vacuum, at the corner

of Glenn Avenue and Fifth. Why?

Didn't you hear the phone call?

I'm sorry, I cannot listen and hear

at the same time.

You see, I'm a '63.

Only later models can do that!

- Pluto's in trouble. Come on.

- Trouble?

- Is that as fast as you go?

- I'm a '63! I'm at top speed!

Get out of the way!

Reset. Reset. Reset.

You try to shake me down,

then you blow up my club?

You blew up my wood barstools!

You know how hard it is

to get wood on the Moon?

Sh*t!

You want to play games?

You have to shoot around your boy!

It's easier to shoot through him.

Sh*t!

- Pluto, it's a trap!

- Yeah, no kidding!

Did you ever shoot a gun before?

Time to go, Bruno!

All clear, boss!

Come on!

Bruno, heel!

- You are really something, you know that?

- Thank you.

You walked right into a trap

any idiot could see from a mile away.

I was walking right out

until you came along.

- Really?

- Yes, really.

You put your neck on the line.

I appreciate that.

In the future, not that there'll be a future,

if I need your help, I'll ask.

Don't worry about it,

I'm getting out of here.

I saved your life twice. You could at least

loan me enough money to get home.

I would, but they'll be looking for you

at every bus station and shuttle launch.

Me? They don't even know

what I look like.

Every club in this city

has a biometric camera system.

They took hundreds of pictures of you.

They know what you look like.

The only way you're going home now

is in a box.

That's just great. Now what?

After you.

Hey, Roy.

Pluto! What are you doing here?

My place is getting redecorated

and I need a place overnight.

Sure! 3D. The code is 4-5-7.

Thanks, Roy.

So, this is the Garden of Paradise.

My, my.

If this is too glitzy for you...

...tomorrow we can get a room

at the Garden of Eden.

They've got a bathroom on every floor.

I hate the Moon.

Do you know why Mooners

can't stand Earthlings?

You think everything on Earth is better

and can't stop talking about it.

I visited Earth once

and the air smelled funny.

Sneezing all the time, rained every day,

bugs and sh*t everywhere.

You know the only thing I liked about it?

- You could see the Moon at night?

- Bingo.

- Is something wrong with your toaster?

- He's all right. He's just recharging.

Can he hear us?

Not while he's charging.

Shouldn't your bodyguard be able to keep

up with you on the way to a gunfight?

You might want to think

about trading him in.

I can't trade in Bruno.

We got a history together.

I got 20 years of rill-hopping experience

wired into him.

- Rill-hopping?

- Well, that's a...

Smuggling. That's what I went to jail for.

He's not the fastest, but he's gotten me

out of a lot of tight squeezes.

A little smokier than usual.

- He's a fire hazard.

- He's all right.

Where are you going?

I got to go talk to an old friend,

see what I can find out.

What am I supposed to do?

Make sure Bruno

doesn't burn the place down.

- You're leaving me alone with him?

- I left.

Pluto!

You're getting kind of old, Rowland.

You should be so lucky. Every lowlife

in town is looking to whack you.

I'm a popular guy. What can I say?

You want to lose some money?

No, but you'll lose money.

We'll play some eight ball, regular stakes.

- I will kindly empty your wallet for you.

- You're on.

How is your mother?

Still breaking hearts.

Pizza time.

She should have married me.

You should have lost that weight.

I'd have lost the weight if she married me.

Otherwise, what's the point?

I really need your help.

I got to get to Rex Crater.

Forget it. Nobody gets to him.

- Who the hell is this guy?

- A myth, an enigma.

He lives in a penthouse

above the Lunar Grand Hotel.

Never comes out.

You was a cop for 20 years.

You've got to have some idea who he is.

Some people think he's a clone.

There was a clone doctor

named Runa Pedanken.

Made a big name for herself creating

a basketball team from one old guy.

The Air Jordans.

Right after cloning was outlawed

back Earth, Pedanken came up here.

She was the best in her field

until she got herself murdered.

That was about eight years ago.

I'm going to need to hack into police files.

You mean, you need me

to hack into police files.

I thought you'd never ask.

Pedanken, Runa. Initiate global search.

File deleted.

Sorry, that's all there is.

She wasn't doing this by herself.

Who worked with her?

She had an assistant.

We questioned her for days

about the murder. Got nothing.

That's because you have no finesse.

Who is she and where do I find her?

Mona Zimmer.

Runs a body alteration shop

on Microsoft and Sixth.

That's what I love about you.

I ask a simple question,

four hours later, I get a simple answer.

Boss?

Where did the boss go?

I don't know. Out.

He said to wait for him here.

Out?

He never goes anywhere without me.

And I heard that toaster crack.

Bruno, give me that old badge you got.

- Who are we going to arrest?

- I need your help.

Sure.

Where are we going?

It's just got to be the two of us.

You go next time. Promise.

That's gratitude for you.

We were hoping that for our anniversary

we could get a brand-new us.

How romantic.

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