Body Heat

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My God, it's hot.

Stepped out of the shower

and started sweating again.

Still burning?

Jesus, it's bigger.

What is it?

It's the Seawater Inn. My family

used to eat dinner there 25 years ago.

Now somebody's torched it

to clear the lot.

- It's a shame.

- Probably one of my clients.

I'm leaving.

What do you care?

You're watching the fire.

You're done with me.

You've had your fun.

You're spent.

My history is burning up out there.

I don't mind. I'm leaving.

I'm just getting into my uniform here.

Why do they make these

damn skirts so hard to zip?

"You're spent"?

Where did you hear that?

Mr. Racine, I no longer care

whether these alleged toilets...

...were ever actually en route

from Indiana or not.

I think we're wasting our time here.

Now, it's pretty clear that your client

has attempted to defraud the county...

...in a not very ingenious manner.

The assistant prosecutor has made

what I consider a generous offer.

Given that you failed to offer

even the semblance of a defense...

Judge, perhaps when

I've presented all the evidence...

Listen, if I were you,

I would recommend to your client...

...that he quickly do

as Mr. Lowenstein here has suggested:

Plead nolo contendere,

file chapter 11...

...and agree to never do business

with Okeelanta County again.

- You look favorably on that?

- He could walk.

But don't test my patience for even five

more minutes. If he hesitates, I'll nail him.

I'll talk to him.

And Mr. Racine...

...the next time you come

into my courtroom...

...I hope you've got either

a better defense...

...or a better class of client.

Thank you, Your Honor.

I've underestimated you, Ned.

I don't know why it took me so long.

You started using your incompetence

as a weapon.

My defense was evolving

and you guys got scared.

Costanza doesn't like me.

What'd I ever do to him? Hey, Danny.

He's unhappy.

He thinks he belongs in circuit court.

Here he is in the state

where there's top-notch corruption...

...and he's stuck

with the county toilets.

Surprised you weren't in on that toilet

caper. Could've been your quick score.

Or maybe Costanza was in on it.

That's why he was so mad.

What's the good word from

the hallow halls of justice? Anything juicy?

Maybe Stella was in on it. When will

you get a real air conditioner in here?

You don't like it,

there are lots of other places.

They don't have you.

I've got to go.

You can't buy me.

I don't come cheap.

Lowenstein, you're a fag.

- Why does he do that?

- He's pretty good. That's the weird part.

- You hear about Dr. Block?

- No. Do I want to?

Agnes Marshall.

It must have been Mrs. Block's idea,

some kind of punishment.

That's right.

How did you know that?

Christ, you are better plugged in

than I am.

I suppose you know about

Mrs. Block's friend over in Ocean Grove.

Stella, this is beneath even you.

Things must be slow.

It's the heat.

You can stand here with me

if you want...

...but you'll have to agree

not to talk about the heat.

I'm a married woman.

- Meaning what?

- Meaning I'm not looking for company.

Then you should've said,

"I'm a happily married woman."

That's my business.

What?

- How happy I am.

- And how happy is that?

Not too smart, are you?

I like that in a man.

What else do you like? Lazy?

Ugly? Horny? I've got them all.

You don't look lazy.

Tell me, does chat like this

work with most women?

Some, if they haven't been around much.

I wondered.

Thought maybe I was out of touch.

- Can I buy you a drink?

- I told you, I've got a husband.

- I'll buy him one too.

- He's out of town.

My favorite kind.

We'll drink to him.

He only comes up on weekends.

I'm liking him better all the time.

You better take me up on this quick.

In 45 minutes, I'll get up and go away.

Want to buy me something?

I'll take one of those.

- What kind?

- Cherry. Make it two.

You're not staying in Miranda Beach.

- I would have noticed you.

- Is this town that small?

Pinehaven?

You're staying down in Pinehaven.

On the waterway.

- You have a house.

- How do you know that?

You look like Pinehaven.

How does Pinehaven look?

- Well-tended.

- I'm well-tended, all right.

Well-tended.

What about you?

Me?

I need tending. I need

someone to take care of me...

...someone to rub my tired muscles,

smooth out my sheets.

Get married.

I just need it for tonight.

Nice move, Matty.

"Matty"? I like it.

It's right over your heart.

- At least it's cool. I was burning up.

- I asked you not to talk about the heat.

Would you get me a paper towel?

Dip it in some cold water.

Right away.

I'll even wipe it off for you.

You don't want to lick it?

Look who's here.

Isn't this a coincidence.

I know you.

You're the one that doesn't like

to talk about the heat.

- Too bad. I'd tell you about my chimes.

- What about them?

The wind chimes on my porch.

They keep ringing and I go out there,

expecting a cool breeze.

That's what they've always meant,

but not this year.

This year it's just hot air.

Do I remind you of hot air?

Bourbon, any kind, on the rocks.

Do you want another?

Yeah.

- What are you doing in Pinehaven?

- I'm no yokel.

I was all the way to Miami once.

Some men, once they get a whiff of it,

they trail you like a hound.

I'm not that eager.

- What's your name, anyway?

- Ned Racine.

Matty Walker.

- You all right?

- Yes, I'm fine.

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