Sea of Love Page #2

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But he was down in the basement.

Pretty much

what I told you yesterday.

What about ladies?

See any young ladies?

See any of them?

You told me there was a sex parade.

If I'm looking to see somebody

in particular, I'll see them.

If not, if I'm hailing a cab,

or in the package room...

Okay. We'll talk again.

So the emcee says

to the first husband:

"Where did your wife say...

"was the most exotic place

you ever made love to her?"

So this guy's thinking, right?

He's got a brain

like a friggin' pea...

but he's thinking.

Finally he says, "In the butt."

You get it?

Hey, anybody do any work

over at 365 West End Avenue Monday?

I was over there.

Did you see anybody over there,

not looking right?

You know, freaked out, scared?

Running, like, lost?

No, I saw a couple ladies

going to the laundry room.

Why? What happened?

There was a shooting.

If you remember,

you want to give me a call?

Yeah, sure.

Thank you very much.

So good.

Please.

Excuse me.

A toast for our host.

Ten promotions overdue.

Meet your detectives.

Tommy Squibb, detective third grade.

Felix King, detective third grade.

Dave Pines, detective third grade.

Hey, fellas!

Come on, I'm giving a toast here.

Tommy Squibb, detective third grade.

All right, George.

Where the hell did you learn that?

That's like watching a movie.

It keeps me fit.

I get in a beef with a guy, I hit

him fast, a lot, I'm out of there.

I don't like getting hurt.

God gave fat guys guns,

so we wouldn't have to do that.

You're Frank Keller?

- I'm Sherman Touhey from the 112.

- Forest Hills?

I heard you caught a good one.

Face-down taxpayer,

back of the head in his own bed?

Me, too, on Yellowstone Blvd.

- No sh*t?

- The bullet, we can't do nothing with it.

It got pancaked on the bed frame.

We got cigarette butts

with lipstick on them.

- We didn't get any butts.

- Get any prints?

Yeah, nothing showed up

on the files, though.

Let's compare tomorrow.

Dewars, double Dewars on the rocks.

Budweiser.

You know something?

You talk lipstick.

I think my guy got done by a broad.

How's that?

We're talking

a four-star ladies' man here, okay?

You play, you pay. Am I right?

My wedding night, I wake up...

my wife's got the tattoo needle,

the eyeshades.

I look down,

I've got "property of" on my balls.

I'm only kidding,

but catch my drift?

This guy, I found 30 letters...

from the singles magazine

he placed an ad in.

He didn't even get around

to opening them.

You find any records there?

What do you mean, like files?

Records, like old records, 45s.

One was playing on the turntable

when they found him: Sea of Love.

Remember that one?

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