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-Don't you know

anybody else in LA?

-No.

I don't know anybody.

That's what's crazy.

I've never even been here.

-I can't believe this.

-Wait a minute.

I do know a girl.

I met a girl on the airplane

coming here.

Her name is Dizz or something.

Anyway, she said she works at

a place called the Beanery.

Do you know where that is?

Yeah, I know where it is.

Hey, kid!

Don't be messing with that!

The suspect, a white male 18

to 20, was seen fleeing the

premises carrying a red bag.

Police refuse to speculate on

any motive other than robbery.

A neighbor who was wounded

was temporarily hospitalized,

but has been released.

Reporting from the

Hollywood Hills,

this is Bill Press.

Back to you in the studio.

So, here we go.

Rock'n'roll chili and

an Elvis Presley shake.

-It's about time.

-And a Chuck Berry burger

with fries.

-I had the Buddy Holly

burger with onion rings.

-You did?

Trust me, baby, I know

what I ordered.

I must've written it

down wrong.

I would get a jet pilot

when I'm in a rush.

Oh, cut me a break, okay?

I'm an actress, I'm not

a waitress.

Oh. Well, try acting like a

waitress and bringing

me my order.

Mmm. Right away.

-So busy...

-Dizz.

Hi! You sure got bored fast.

Toast, I need it toasted.

-Listen, listen.

-What?

-I need your help.

Right now? Not right now.

-Dizz, I'm in a lot

of very serious trouble.

-Well so am I.

These orders are piled up

and I don't know

where they go.

Hey, hey, listen to me.

I'm seriously in a situation,

and it's life-or-death.

I'm not playing any games.

I need your help.

And I need for us to leave

here now.

-You need me?

-Yes I do.

-Let's go.

Would you take my station?

-Yeah, okay.

Hey, brain trust!

Where's my Buddy Holly burger?

Buddy ate it.

Whoa.

Oh boy, you are in deep sh*t.

-Listen to me.

They think I did this murder.

-What do you want with me?

You're the only person I know

in Los Angeles, Dizz. Look,

I wouldn't have come to you

if I didn't need your help.

My brother's dead.

-Think we ought to

make a move?

-No, not until we're sure.

(KNOCKING)

Hi, baby.

Didn't hear me knocking, huh?

Aren't you going to

open the door?

I've got some magic dust

for you.

Playful, isn't he?

The little guy bit me.

It's okay, fella.

I'm not going to hurt you.

There's a kid out there

on the street

with 10 keys of heroin

that belong to me.

You talk to your friends, and

find out if anyone's seen or

heard from this guy.

You can do that for me,

can't you?

Good girl.

Cute little fella.

Ugh!

(BUZZ)

Hey, Dizz, it's Mark Gerchick

director of Teenage

Bloodsuckers.

Are you busy tonight?

I thought we'd make some

sparks, huh?

What a troll! Oh, yeah.

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