The Long Goodbye Page #2

Let's go inside. We wanna talk to you.

- I'm looking for my cat.

- Forget the goddamn cat.

Forget the goddamn cat? I see.

OK. That cat means an awful lot to me.

You tell me to forget about it.

Must be something mighty important.

- Sit down, Marlowe.

- I'd rather stand.

- I don't mind sitting.

- I'm Sergeant Green. Detective Dayton.

I saw your badge. Where's his?

Where did you go last night, Marlowe?

Is this where I say

"What is all this about?"

And he says

"Shut up, I ask the questions"?

That's right, so just answer the questions.

Where did you go last night?

Maybe if I knew why you wanted to know,

I could remember.

- Are you gainfully employed, Marlowe?

- I don't know.

- Where do you work?

- I heard you. I understand English.

I'm a private detective. I have

my own agency. Those girls are vicious.

I take a better picture now, but business

hasn't been as good as it used to be.

You know a white guy

by the name of Terry Lennox.

Who says I do?

His address book, and that yellow bomb

downstairs in your garage.

- So?

- Marlowe, just answer the question.

You wanna know what I did last night?

My cat woke me up in the middle

of the night. He was really hungry.

I went to fix him his favourite cat food,

Coury Brand, the only kind he eats.

I was out of it, so I picked something else

up and the cat clawed the hell out of me.

So I went out to the Thriftymart - it's open

24 hours - to get Coury Brand cat food,

and they were out of Coury Brand

cat food, son of a b*tch.

So I got a couple of other cans.

I came back and I switched the labels.

- The son of a b*tch cat just left...

- Will you forget the goddamn cat?

- Coury Brand cat food?

- You got any?

We know what time Terry Lennox left the

Malibu Colony and what time he got here.

Your girlfriends were so busy making

hash pies, they didn't notice anything.

- What the hell is this, Marlowe?

- It's a baby shoe.

Lennox left his car in your garage

and then he went somewhere.

Since you went somewhere also,

it would seem logical

that you went somewhere together.

Suppose you tell me where.

I don't have to answer any questions you

ask unless you have a specific charge.

So if you don't have a specific charge,

I'd appreciate it if you'd just go on down...

Dayton, do we have

a specific charge against Marlowe?

- Goddammit.

- We do now.

- Marlowe, if you broke my partial...

- Come on. Your partial!

- Get up.

- You're not gonna pull this sh*t, are you?

- Read it to him.

- You gonna read something to me?

- You have the right to remain silent...

- My rights. I got a lot of rights.

- You got any cotton candy?

- Right profile.

Right profile.

Is there a merry-go-round around here?

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