The Hot Spot Page #3
- R
- Year:
- 1990
- 130 min
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Wanna look at mine?
You can come up real close
and get a real good look.
That was more fun
than eatin' cotton candy barefoot.
lt's late. l gotta go.
ls it late, Harry?
(Harry) Oh, God.
Got a light?
(clock chimes)
(# "Wallflower Waltz" by kd lang)
Hey! Home for lunch, back at two.
(Gulick)
Now, y'all come over here. Come on!
This one here is my personal favourite.
Never mind this door bein' open.
l'm just airin' out the back seat.
(clock chimes)
Climb up in there and have a look at
the size of that seat. lt's absolutely huge.
(Gulick) You could have half a dozen
kids in there. You'd lose half of 'em.
Don't you love a big seat? l know l do.
(sirens)
Lon, l'm gonna go check out the fire.
(bank manager)
l'll give you the combination number.
Just don't kill me.
lt's 397... 6557.
There's plenty in there.
(whimpers) 3957...
(bank manager whimpers)
Mr Julian! That you?
Mr Julian!
Mr Julian? You in there?
You in there, Mr Julian?
Mr Julian?
Can y'all please just keep your distance?
- Give him a hand with the hose!
- l got it!
Hey! Help!
Help! Help!
Oh, God! Somebody help me!
F***.
Hose me down! Hose me down!
Who the hell is he?
(cheering)
Are you all right, Mort?
He didn't hurt you?
(man) And in thee shall all families
of the earth be blessed.
He was driven to part from all men.
So Abram departed, as the Lord had
spoken unto him; and Lot went with him:
And Abram was 70 and five...
Should l let Spunky go?
Sure, why not?
Even rabbits deserve
a good laugh now and then.
lt's beautiful, isn't it?
Yes, it is.
Oh, watch it, watch it!
Thank you.
Harry.
Do you wanna see my birthday cake?
lt's your birthday? Seriously?
Well!
How old are you?
l'm 19.
Well.
You look disappointed.
Did you want me to be older?
No, of course not.
That'd be stupid, wouldn't it?
l'm 36.
Well.
Here.
Have a sandwich, you poor old man.
You have to keep up your strength.
Nice.
- Thank you, Harry.
- Happy birthday, Junior.
l...
l have to go in.
Thank you.
Junior.
Thank you.
- Madox?
- Who wants to know?
Sheriff's deputies.
You're gonna have to come with us,
so why don't you
just make it easy on yourself?
Now let's go back to that first day
that you arrived in town.
You went to the bank and there was
a fire that day, too, l believe.
Yes, there was... now that l recall.
And when you went in, there was nobody
there at the bank as far as you could see?
- They'd all gone to the fire.
- Yeah, that's right.
And l believe you'd been told
that the surveillance equipment
had been installed improperly.
But you never gave it another thought...
until there was a robbery
and another fire.
Only l wasn't at the robbery.
l was at the fire.
Why don't you just go ahead and say it.
- What are you talkin' about?
- Your alibi.
He's sitting right there looking at you.
He remembers you from the fire - that
big splash you made saving that drunk.
Only that was 20 minutes
after the fire started...
after the robbery.
Nobody saw you at that fire
until after the bank was robbed.
You know you robbed the bank. We know
you did. That makes it unanimous.
You know you're never
gonna be able to spend this money.
We got all the numbers right here.
You might just as well give the money
back. lt'll go a lot lighter on you.
Well.
The man won't listen to reason.
Go ahead and lock him up.
Then go home for a little while.
Do all this over tomorrow.
- This is him.
- You're sure?
lt sure sound like him.
He got a kind of a bleep, like a tea kettle.
Watch your step.
All right, get these other guys outta here.
You stay.
(phone rings)
(Sheriff) Hello.
uh-huh.
uh-huh. No, no, no. That's fine.
OK, yeah. Thank you for calling.
Bye-bye.
That's George Harshaw
callin' from Galveston.
He says that Mr Madox was
definitely at the fire the whole time.
- Harshaw?
- Mm-hm.
- l don't remember seein' him there.
- No, he wasn't.
Mrs Harshaw said that she drove up
just as Mr Madox
was gettin' out of his car,
not five minutes after the fire started.
Mrs Harshaw(!)
l guess you're free to leave, Mr Madox.
Harry!
- Hi.
- Hi.
- l heard you were in jail.
- Yeah. lt's OK now.
Just a mistake.
We got her straightened out.
They were just doin' their job.
l kept seein' your car
out in front of my house.
All l could think about
was our day at the pool.
Tell you what. We'll do it again.
When?
Tomorrow.
But first get in. l'll drive you to work.
OK.
Hey! Excuse me, Miss Harper.
l wonder if l might trouble you
for a moment of your time?
ls there something
l could help you with?
Harry.
uh... No, l don't think so.
You think there's anything
he can help us with, Miss Harper?
No, l guess not. You see how it is.
Another time, perhaps.
We'll give you a holler.
Come on.
Please, Harry.
lt's just a personal matter
l have to discuss with Mr Sutton.
- He'll walk me to work.
- (Sutton) Come on!
Cheer up, buddy. Chicken don't always
lay its eggs in the same nest.
(phone rings)
Harshaw Motors.
Hello?
- Wrong number.
- l guess.
Second time it's done that
in the last ten minutes.
Lon.
Do you know anything
about a guy by the name of Sutton?
- Sutton?
- Yeah.
Deadbeat. Repossession deal.
Yeah, l remember him.
l don't know much about him, though.
l think he used to work for Harshaw.
l think he was gonna put in a pool, but
l never did hear any more about that deal.
Thanks, Lon.
- Gin.
- Sh*t.
(Madox) Oh, God. There's that guy again.
He must have come in
to check that car out nine times.
Well, maybe tenth time's the charm.
(phone rings)
- Harshaw Motors.
- lt's about time you answered.
l didn't expect you back so soon.
Did you have a nice trip?
Well, ain't you cute.
Been havin' a good time
watchin' that little girl?
Didn't expect you back until Monday.
l'll tell you all about that when l see you.
Harry, meet me about ten tonight
at this place l know.
- l don't think l can make it.
- Oh, don't you really?
Well, ain't that too bad.
By the way.
Wasn't that lucky l saw you there
the other day at the fire?
Just supposin' l'd missed you.
What's the matter?
Don't tell me l'm slippin'.
What do you have to see me about?
Well, now l've heard everything.
Well, if that's all it is...
let's get on with it.
lf we hurry,
maybe we can catch the next train home.
Keep your hand to yourself,
or l'll break it off.
Who's on top this time?
lf we hurry, maybe we can just make it.
What if l told you to go to hell?
Well...
Then l'd know l just dreamed
the whole thing about the fire.
That'd be just awful, wouldn't it?
(Dolly laughs)
See?
You thought you could leave me
for that Sunday-school kid.
Thought you could leave me for her.
You see? You do like me, don't you?
- No.
- (Dolly laughs)
Not even a little bit.
Ain't that funny? l coulda sworn you did.
But, honey... before you get
carried away with not likin' me,
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