To Live and Die in L.A. Page #2

He'll have to do a little

to keep the prosecutor happy.

How much time?

Say, three.

No. He can't do it.

He'll cave in on me.

What can he give them?

Everything.

- So, what's up?

- Can you give me anything on masters?

There's a guy in Pasadena.

He's a lawyer or something.

Used to represent hippies.

What's his name?

- Max Waxman.

- Waxman. What's his story?

I think he's moving paper for masters.

Good. Is there anything

I can do for you?

My kid's coming in this

weekend from Las Vegas.

- You got a kid?

- Yeah. His name's Christopher.

He lives with his father down there.

- Five hundred okay?

- Well, I was kind of hoping...

there's more if there's

a bust. You know the game.

- I had a bad dream last night.

- Tell me.

I was on-stage, and people

were burning me with cigarettes.

Serena once told me she

writes her dreams down.

- She keeps them in a little book.

- Who's Serena?

What did Carl say?

He says max ripped us off.

Do you believe him?

Looks that way.

What are we going to do about it?

Take care of our problem.

Surveillance log, U.S. Treasury

field office, Los Angeles.

Office of attorney max waxman...

...corner of walnut

and Los Robles streets.

This is day three,

January 11th, 2200 hours...

...reports of agents

Vukovich and Chance.

Looks like he's got a guest.

He must like tall women.

What a guy.

What is happening?

Long time, no see.

Heard you were on stage again.

What does ricky-boy think about that?

- Quantity?

- 125 grand.

I've seen better.

I'll give you 10 points for the package.

- Twenty points is the price.

- Where am I gonna get 20 points?

Off the back of a turnip truck?

Tell Rick he can kiss my ass.

Twenty points or I'm out of here.

What do you hear from Cody?

Problems.

I know you and Rick had your doubts

about me on this Cody thing...

...and I want to tell you

I hope that's over with.

I am straight with Rick. I

would never f*** with Rick.

He never talks to me about his business.

He told me to tell you if you like

the paper, he wants your order. Now.

No problem. That's cool.

I'd love to make a jump in the rain.

You ever do any base-jumping?

It's great.

I used to jump off

garages when I was a kid.

Can I bring you something else?

- No, thanks, father.

- It's great.

Listen, why don't you make

a jump with me sometime?

- Yeah?

- Yeah, you'd love it. It's fabulous.

Once you get over the first

fear, it's a piece of cake.

It's the greatest feeling you'll ever have.

Float out, your balls go into your throat.

I think I'll take a pass, partner.

You know, I could help you...

...if you ever get in trouble.

- You know what I mean?

- No.

Not here.

I love the rain.

Yeah. It's groovy.

Come on.

Take off your glasses.

Come here.

How you doing, max?

First you rip me off,

then you set up Carl...

...now you want to f*** my lady.

She came on to me, man. I swear it.

What a tragedy.

I want my 600 k.

I didn't have anything to

do with getting Cody set up.

Do you know that your

house is under surveillance?

You know you're living

like an animal in the zoo?

Get up!

Open up, max. Make good

and we'll be friends again.

- Rick! Look out!

- Come here.

He's looking for something. Rick!

18th-century Cameroon.

Yes...

...your taste is in your ass.

Police!

Police officer!

Open the door!

Police! You inside, open the door!

Open this door! Police!

What's going on?

Get up!

The whole caper's gone. Come on!

- What's that?

- I took it out of Waxman's office.

It's some kind of dealer's code.

John, he's got all his

delivery dates in here.

He's got no names, but

he's got amounts, initials.

Look at this:
" R.M.,

R. M." Every other page.

It's a crime scene. The book is evidence.

What if the cop remembers it's missing?

That rookie couldn't remember what he

saw. He wasn't in there long enough.

You shouldn't have done it.

What are you trying to tell me, amigo?

If you feel strongly about

it, I'll hand it over.

That's not what I'm saying, okay?

That's not what I'm saying at all.

Just don't put words

in my mouth, all right?

So you won't carry your

weight if something goes down?

We could've got sh*t-canned

for this little trick.

If you expect me to take

heat, tell me before you do it.

If I had asked, what

would you have said?

That the cops would have let us

copy the diary after it was booked.

I wouldn't have done it if I

was with somebody I didn't trust.

Look, I'm no snitch.

John, waxman just gave us

Rick masters on a plate.

Who's that?

It's me.

Too bad about max.

If you'd have caught him dirty, he'd have

done anything to keep out of the joint.

Like you?

How much do I get for the

information I gave you on waxman?

No arrest, no money.

It's my fault he's dead?

It took me six months

to get next to him.

I've got expenses, you know.

Uncle Sam don't give a

sh*t about your expenses.

You want bread, f*** a baker.

Someday, some guy I set up

for you is gonna snuff me.

It isn't too hard to figure

out who an informant is.

You gonna stay a while?

No. I gotta go.

I got something for you.

I'm here.

A dealer from San Francisco's

coming into I.a. Next week...

...with 50 grand to buy stolen diamonds.

The stuff that was lifted

from the Bel air hotel.

He's a chinaman connected

to people in Hong Kong.

I told you. I'm only

interested in play dough.

I was reading about the stars.

It talked about how the

stars are the eyes of god.

I think it's true, don't you?

No. I don't.

If you had any real balls,

you'd jump off that bridge.

The same thing happened to max

could happen to me, you know.

Did you hear what I said?

Nothing's gonna happen to you.

Can I ask you something?

Sure.

What would you do if I

stopped giving you information?

Why?

I'd just like to know.

I'd have your parole revoked.

You mean that?

You'd do that?

Man, why are you chasing me?

Why are you running?

Because you're chasing me, man!

What do you want?

U.S. Secret service!

- Get over there!

- Okay, okay!

- Against the fence!

- Be cool, man.

Hands over your head,

shitbag! Come on, come on!

Get your hands behind

your head! Turn around!

What the hell is this?

I swear to god, I don't

know nothing about it!

I want to know where masters prints!

I'm gonna throw your

ass over the bridge!

Talk to me or I throw

your ass over the bridge!

I don't know! I don't

know where he prints!

Nobody does!

He was in terminal

island when I met him.

He was doing time for armed robbery.

That was, 1978.

I was asked to give a

talk to the inmates...

...iook at some of their work.

Masters had talent. You could see that.

I went to his studio one time, and he

was burning a couple of paintings...

...that I thought were quite beautiful.

Do you think you might know

where that studio was...

...remember what it looked like?

That was downtown past

the rail road tracks.

There's an old warehouse...

...and there's a

Chinese character on it.

- Come on!

- Shoot it!

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