Angel Heart Page #3

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I will! Bye!

Hi, Ellie!

Is that your boyfriend?

He's got a car and everything?

See you later!

Did you see him?

- No.

Why not?

- It would've been difficult. - Why?

Why? Because he's not there.

Johnny Favorite

walked out of the clinic 12 years ago,

in his best suit, with a new face

wrapped in bandages and a headache.

He left with a guy called Kelley

and a girl.

Do you know this Kelley?

It seems this Kelley paid off

some bent doctor called Fowler

to pinch hit for your guy.

He's covered up for him all these years.

Looks like our Johnny has

a perfect disappearing act.

- It seems so.

But you know what they say about slugs.

No, what do they say about slugs?

They always leave slime in their tracks.

You'll find him.

- No, I won't find him.

Because I left out one little detail.

This Dr. Fowler ended up dead

with his f***ing brains blown out.

Did you kill him?

- No!

But the cops might think I did.

I took on a $125-a-day

missing persons job for you.

Now, I'm a murder suspect.

That's it! I'm out.

Such are the hazards of your profession.

If the fee bothers you, we'll adjust it.

You bother me!

The closest I ever come to death

is watching a hearse go by

on 2nd Avenue. That's the way I like it.

Are you afraid?

Yeah, I'm afraid.

I'll instruct my lawyer immediately

to send you a check for $5,000.

If you don't want the job,

I'll engage someone else.

You want this Johnny pretty bad, eh?

I don't like messy accounts.

Some religions think the egg is the

symbol of the soul, did you know that?

No.

Would you like an egg?

No, thank you.

I got a thing about chickens.

It's after eleven, you're late.

- I'm sorry.

You get it?

- If I lose my job,

I'll come and be your secretary.

I couldn't pay you what the "Times"

pays. Besides, they won't miss it.

Hi, Johnny, where the f*** are you?

He really was a crooner, like you said.

I didn't realize he was so big.

He was in a band called the Spider

Simpson Orchestra. They're all dead.

Only Spider is here in town.

- Where? - I wrote it all down.

The dyke in the archive is suspicious.

My boss hasn't

researched the story in years.

You can get the files.

Spider is in an old people's home

on 138th Street.

Oh, I get to go to Harlem again.

There was a picture of Johnny

with Toots Sweet, a guitar player.

No one's heard of him for years!

Johnny was engaged to a rich broad,

Margaret Krusemark.

Her dad owns half of Louisiana.

Met him at a high school prom. Johnny

sh*t on her, and she went back to Daddy.

There's lots on their spells.

Spells, what do you mean, spells?

The eye of a newt,

toe of a frog and that kind of sh*t?

- Seems she was a bit of a crackpot.

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