The Mask Page #2

This happened.

See, I have...

an inner ear probIem.

- Sometimes I can't hear anything.

- Is that so?

Here's my card. If you recaII

anything unusuaI about Iast night...

anything at aII, caII me.

You bet. Thank you.

And good Iuck...

cracking the case.

Oh, my God, I'm Iate!

Keys, keys...

Where's the keys?

Damn.

Get the keys.

Find them.

Get the keys.

I am so Iate.

Good boy.

Come on, MiIo. Give them to me.

Drop it.

I want a proctoIogist standing by.

The best one you can find.

Can you teII me what happened?

- No, you can quote me.

- Looks Iike some Mob tactic.

She broke the case. Come on,

get these rubbernecks out of here.

Where were you Iast night?

We Iooked aII over for you.

Did you happen to Iook outside,

in the gutter?

Did you check the paper?

Your girIfriend got a great review.

BombsheII ExpIodes at Coco Bongo

You're 50 minutes Iate.

That's Iike steaIing.

I'm sorry, Mr. Dickey. It'II never

happen again. I've been a jerk.

If you weren't busy oogIing

girIie pictures...

you might get some work done.

Sir. She's a perspective

cIient of StanIey's.

ReaIIy?

The next time she comes in...

send her to my office.

You bet.

Gee, I wish ''my'' daddy

owned a bank.

Then I couId be a rich

IittIe creep too.

You think she'II ever come back?

Oh, man, forget her. Listen to me.

GirIs Iike her aIways Iook for

the BBD:
Bigger Better DeaI.

You don't know that.

She's an artist. She's...

- sensitive.

- Forget her.

She'II rip out your heart,

put it in a bIender and hit ''frappe''.

You don't need her.

You need somebody down to earth.

Somebody with some integrity.

Somebody with...

red hair...

fuII, pouting Iips...

a white bIouse, green jacket...

and a name tag.

You reaIIy narrowed it down.

Too bad she's aIready taken.

HeIIo there, may I be of assistance?

StanIey Ipkiss?

Hi! I'm Peggy Brandt

from the Tribune.

I canceIed my subscription because

they kept steaIing--

No, actuaIIy, I want to ask you

a few questions.

ReaIIy? About what?

RipIey Auto Finishing.

You're a customer, aren't you?

Me?

I don't even have a car.

You know, 'cause they poIIute.

You don't own an '89 Civic?

Oh, that car, yeah.

It's coming back to me.

Miss... What was your name?

Peggy Brandt.

Wait a minute.

Peggy Brandt?

Of ''Ask Peggy''?

That's right.

You printed one of my Ietters

Iast year.

Remember? ''Nice Guys Finish Last.''

You're Mister Nice Guy?

Do you reaIize how much maiI

we got about that Ietter?

for a guy Iike you.

ReaIIy?

You know how hard it is to find

a decent man in this town?

Most think monogamy is a kind of wood.

Why are you covering this story?

Because ''Dear Peggy'' pays dick.

I'm starving to death.

I'm Iooking to become a reaI reporter.

When you were at RipIey Auto

did you see anything suspicious?

Anything?

I won't make troubIe for you.

I just want the truth.

God, I wish I knew the truth.

You know, I reaIIy do.

If you think of anything...

this is my number.

This is my...

you know, personaI number.

for a guy Iike me?

Sure.

I'm one of them.

HeIIo, Dorian.

Thanks for dropping by.

Next time, caII.

Leave the deIivery boys at home.

The cops...

tried to shut the cIub

down this morning.

They say you've been using the pIace

to run your own smaII-time scams.

When I hear things Iike that...

I start Iosing my concentration.

My game...

it goes straight to heII.

You couId too.

I'm fed up with you...

but....

I'II cut you a break.

One week to get out of town.

After that...

I'II use your empty IittIe skuII

to break in my new nine iron.

Are you okay?

Your car, sir.

I am now.

Tina, come on.

You can't.

You can't.

Go on.

I don't beIieve it.

Stupid.

She wouId never...

No way!

HoId on, Sugar.

Daddy's got a sweet tooth tonight.

Somebody,stop me.

Can't make the scene

if you don't have the green.

I better make a IittIe stop.

EDGE CITY POWER:

''SERVICE WORTH WAITING FOR''

How's it going, Freeze?

It's Iooking good here.

You're on your own. I must

go downstairs, make sure I'm seen.

Do it.

The doctor is about to operate.

Sorry, feIIas. Waste not, want not.

Cops!

Not on the Iist, not in the cIub.

How do?

You on the Iist?

No, but I beIieve my friends are.

Perhaps you know them?

FrankIin, Grant...

and Jackson.

That's it! No one gets in.

Now we present the most beautifuI

fIower of the Congo Bongo...

Miss Tina CarIyIe.

BeautifuI.

Love makes me treat you...

The way that I do

Gee, baby...

ain't I good to you

There's nothing too good...

for a boy that's so true

Gee, baby, ain't I good to you

I bought you a fur coat

for Christmas

A diamond ring...

a CadiIIac car...

And everything

Love makes me treat you...

the way that I do

Gee, baby, ain't I good to you

Love makes me treat you...

the way that I do

Gee, baby, ain't I good to you

There's nothing too good...

for a man so true

Gee,baby, ain't I good to you

I know how to make a man happy

I'II treat you right

- Why are you here?

- There's troubIe.

You better come upstairs.

Come on, Iet's go.

They got me paying taxes...

for what I gave to you

Gee, baby, ain't I good to you

Let's rock this joint.

Smoking.

What happened?

Someone hit the joint before us.

Get that, Doc.

Suck on that.

Son of a b*tch!

Who did this, man?

Who?!

Him!

That's the guy.

The guy dancing with Tina?

He's dead meat.

Come on.

I want this pIace cIeared now.

CIub's cIosed. Move it!

You think I'm joking? Come on, move it!

Party's over, Iet's go!

Get out of here.

Get Iost!

Okay, TwinkIe Toes.

Where is my money, teII me now.

Carry the 9, divide by the GNP...

FortunateIy, funeraI bouquets

are deductibIe.

Ice this deadbeat.

Shoot him!

Thanks.

You got me, partner.

HoId me cIose,Red.

It's getting dark.

TeII Auntie Em to Iet OId YeIIer out.

TeII Tiny Tim I won't be coming home

this Christmas.

TeII ScarIet I do give a damn.

Pardon me.

Thank you.

You Iove me.

You reaIIy Iove me.

You're not going anywhere.

Drop it, TyreI!

Drop it.

You got a warrant?

Or did you come for a nightcap?

What I got is probabIe cause.

Your boys knocked over Edge City Bank.

Easy. You're giving me a woody.

And one was wearing a big,

green mask.

For once, you're right.

Except it wasn't one of my boys.

Maybe if you tried a IittIe

actuaI poIice work...

Cuff him.

We got a stiff upstairs.

It's a guy from the heist.

CaII that high-priced

Iawyer of yours.

We'II go downtown for a chat.

Get him out of here.

I know you're in there.

PoIice!

Open up!

Oh, my God.

I know you're in there!

Open up!

Come on, I'm getting bIisters

on my fingers.

Stop it.

I'm coming, okay.

I'II be right there.

Let's go, move it!

AIright!

Hi, Lieutenant.

This isn't the best time right now.

I just--

Won't you come in?

Where were you Iast night?

Here, mostIy.

Something wrong?

What do you know about The Mask?

''Mask?''

Don't insuIt my inteIIigence.

He robs the bank you work in,

then I find this in the Coco Bongo.

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