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he was very talented. I know.

Ive seen my share of dead people.

Trust me. None of them everlooked like

they might break into hello, Dolly!

When you see St. Peter, tell him it was

Brick who put the shine on your shoes.

have a safe journeu, pal.

Like I said, theres nothing new.

Weve checked every Neal in south Florida.

Theres nothing. Im sorry.

Well keep looking.

Mr. Bartellemeo,

I cant take your money anymore.

Youre in the business of finding people.

This is what it costs.

So find her.

Please.

There are things l....

There are things I need to tell her.

Olivia was just five that Christmas.

It was around this time I swore to Marie

I was getting out of the life for good.

You know, for Olivia.

But I put the wrong family first.

I wound up doing

a couple ofuears upstate.

By the time I got out, they were gone.

All I ever heard was...

...Marie had remarried some moke

by the name of Neal.

They all lived in Miami,

which is why I ended up here...

...hoping someday

ld be standing at a stoplight...

...orsitting in a diner, and ld look up and...

...you know....

how does that Sinatra tune go?

Regrets, lve had a few.

I only have one.

As you get older...

...things that happened 30 years ago

seem more real to you...

...than things that happened today.

hello. yeah.

So, are we going to dinner or what?

Yeah, its late. Its almost 5:00.

Friday night, without exception...

...was our night to get together

and go out on the town.

All right, its not the Copa.

We got till 5:
30 for free soup.

hey, Pancho!

-Gentlemen.

-Yeah. We love you.

Sweet potato.

hows it going, pal?

Come on.

hey, hows it going?

Come on.

Lets go. Come on.

hey, hows it going?

Just like the old days.

hi, sweetheart.

Best seats in the house, gentlemen.

-hows it going?

-Okay, mister.

Okay, here we go.

Youre joking, right?

I would have waited

to talk to you about all this later, but....

What are the choices?

Double rent increase, or if youre willing

to leave by the end of the month...

...theyll give you $500

as part of a relocation fee.

Un-frigging-believable.

We didnt even get any soup.

Where the hell are we going to live now?

I wish I had died when I got this.

Dont open your shirt.

Bats, weve all seen it.

In a restaurant?

An inch further to the left

wouldve ended this suffering.

Bats!

Better off dead.

And dont give me any argument.

hey!

We would have been better off dead!

You!

Youve got to agree with me.

Im going to rip that hose

right out of your nose!

Im gonna do you a favour.

Your Jell-O eating days are over!

We like Jell-O...

...sir.

heaven.

Just the way I pictured it.

All right. Im awake already.

What am l?

Where am l?

Nastu McKnickers.

Mouths going to take every dime

of the $500 moving money...

...and spend it on lap dances with Ferris.

his prerogative.

Forget about it.

I got an idea.

-What do you think?

-Wait.

You thought of this idea exactly when?

When I was unconscious.

Thats when I came up

with the Lufthansa heist...

...when those two guys,

I forget their names...

...tried to suffocate me

with a dru-cleaning bag.

-Fat Pauly and Sal The Stick.

-Thats them.

You know Fat Pauly left the bysiness?

Rents Jet Skis in the Tampa-St. Pete area,

very successful.

The guy was truing to kill me.

You think I care what he wound up to be?

he always liked you, Joeu,

except, you know, that one time.

You really are half a moron.

Would you two scavootz

cut the byllshit for one minute?

-Fine.

-Fine.

You wanna talk business,

lets talk business.

-Fine.

-Fine.

Fine. What are we going to need?

A shotgun, 1-gauge.

That messes up a guys face very good.

This shotgun, it cant be traced.

Forget about it. I know a guy.

You want something small,

medium, or large?

That one.

You made a beautiful choice, Joey.

No numbers.

-Cool as a Creamsicle.

-Thanks, Marty.

Thank the Republicans.

Can we trust him?

Yeah. he was a bytton man for a crew

up in Detroit. Now hes a good guy.

Enough said.

Stau off the Florsheims, you shithead.

This way.

This idea Bats came up with

was pretty nutty, Okay...

...but it was better than ending up

on the street.

If there was one thing we knew, it was

how badly people react to a dead guy.

Thats him.

Whys he got that stupid grin?

Looks like he was tickled to death.

-I did that.

-No sh*t. how did you do that?

-With toothpicks.

-No sh*t?

You shouldve seen this guy

when he came in.

he was a freaking mess.

Now he looks like he can go skating, right?

I thought you said they found him

dead on the beach.

That hes getting cremated.

hes overflow from the countu morgue.

-So why did you take the time--

-For fun.

It was like painting a portrait,

creating a beautiful work of art.

Like Leonardo what-the-f***.

-The guy who did the Mona Lisa.

-Yeah, thats him.

Thats a good drawing.

Very good drawing.

Its hard to believe you two

have only been to car myseums.

-I got to pee.

-Just hold it.

Not with your hands, you moke.

All right, lets do it.

-Do it.

-I cant do it.

-Its a stiff.

-I know it doesnt make sense! I cant!

Give it to me!

I cant either. It looks like the Pope.

-What?

-Well, a little bit.

-here.

-No! hes got arthritis!

You do it.

Come on.

After all the work I did on him?

Its like asking me to deface

The Last Dinner.

I cant do it.

Lets get out of here.

Jesus. Come on.

Good shot, Brick.

South Beach residents are in shock today...

...overlast nights shotgun myrder

in the lobby of the Raj Mahal hotel.

A source close to the investigation said:

This has all the earmarks

of a mob-stule hit...

...with a note on the victim....

A note on the victim?

I did that.

-You did?

-Yeah.

And promising more to come.

Promizing with a Z.

No prints or serial number on the gun.

heres a wrinkle:

Coroner thinks the guy was already dead

before he was shot.

Somebody is sending a message.

-What are you doing here?

-I asked to be put on this one.

-Well be able to talk.

-I dont want to.

-how will we get back together if--

-I dont want to.

Okay. Now...

...l know things have been difficult

since I went undercover.

Pretending to be someone else,

takes its toll. I bring it home.

Thats not what I was afraid

youd bring home.

Do you have proof?

Do you have like a shred of evidence?

If you do, I deserve to know. If you dont...

...then I say we make love

like it was the first time.

I ran a DNA test on a blonde hair

I found in your underwear.

It matches the hair of a secretaru

with fake b*obs...

...up in Fingerprinting, named Lola.

Dont mess around on another detective.

And by the way,

I always hated that foot stuff.

They all showed up.

The local news, the national news...

...Entertainment Tonight, MTV...

...Access holluwood,

E Entertainment, AOL...

...the lnternet, Rim and Stimpu,

everybody was there.

It had to make you laugh.

A lot of them would think nothing

ofpopping a pill from a stranger...

...that was covered in pocketlint.

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