Clint, 'The Rookie' & Me Page #2

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you'll have your money.

Well, you're so popular around here,

why don't you order for both of us.

- Do you want the best?

- Why not?

Oysters Rockefeller

and prime rib.

And we'll have a bottle of that

fancy French champagne too.

No, forget it.

I don't know if you're who

I think you are, but if you are...

...I want you to have this.

- Excuse me, sir. What about your meal?

- They'll eat it.

- You ever worked East L.A. Before, kid?

- I've never been to East L.A.

Jesus, I wondered who

ate these damn things.

Listen.

At the hotel this morning...

We obviously weren't there for lunch.

Who was that guy?

Just a guy I ran into the other day.

How'd you know

he was going to be there?

- Because that's my job.

Well, that's great, you know.

I'm supposed to be your partner here.

What about my job?

What about it?

Want to know what a real criminal is,

Ackerman?

It's the son of a b*tch

who painted this car, that's who.

Yeah, that's what a real criminal is.

- Pulovski.

- Max.

What are you doing here?

Can you imagine defacing a work of art

like this with a color like that?

Guy ought to have

his ass removed.

I only been working here three weeks.

I don't need no trouble.

Did you hear what that puto

said about my car?

Put it back in your pants, Loco.

With the taste you beaners have,

he was being kind.

Son of a b*tch!

I hear you been running

with a pretty fast crowd, Max.

I just dropped by to remind you

how short your legs really are.

Hey, I have not let you down.

I've been clean for over a year, so why

don't you stop looking over my shoulder.

Pretty fancy machinery around

here, Max. I'm glad for you.

Anything less than kosher comes in,

you'll call, right?

- You know it, man.

- Good man.

David, where are you?

What are you talking about?

I'm right here.

No, you're not.

You haven't been here in a long time.

I just got a lot of sh*t

on my mind these days.

Here you are

finishing law school...

...and I'm a Burglary cop

in scenic downtown Los Angeles.

You know that doesn't matter to me.

Yeah, but I pick you up

after class...

...and I see you with all those

f***ing together guys...

...with together lives,

and I just think sometimes...

...you're wasting your time

with me.

Don't make me feel like this.

I've always stood behind

every decision you've made.

I know that when there's

something wrong, you tell me.

But there's something going on

that you won't let me understand.

- I think something's gonna happen, Sarah.

- What's gonna happen?

I don't know.

Something.

You know, I've been chasing around

after you for days, sarge.

- What the hell are we doing here?

- This is where the fun starts.

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