Witchtrap Page #2

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You love anything in a skirt.

Hey, man, I got a bad

feeling about this case.

Don't tell me you're afraid of ghosts!

I'm afraid of anything that

makes a man...

jump out of a window and kill himself.

I wouldn't drink that if I were you.

What?

Your beer, it's as flat

as my ex-wife's chest.

Let me get you another one.

We'll take two more, please.

What're you doin' here, Murphy?

Lookin' for you.

I got it.

Tony, we have to talk, it's important.

Well, it must be, Murphy.

I mean, buying me beer,

calling me Tony.

How'd you find me here anyway?

Jackson told me.

Thank you, Levi.

What else did he tell you?

Well, that you're not planning...

on going to the Lauder House with us.

So, what do you care?

You like me even less than I like you...

and I like you less than

I like trench mouth.

Maybe so, but we need each other.

Speak for yourself, pal, I like girls.

You don't like anyone,

not even yourself.

Just remember, I take sh*t from you...

only as long as you're worth it.

You put up with me because,

Q.T. was the only firm...

that would hire you as a detective...

after you left the force.

Detective?

Come on, Murphy, who the hell

are you kiddin'?

You're goin' up there to take on Casper

the f***in' Ghost...

you don't need a detective.

You need Bill Murray for Christ's sake!

So that's what this is all about!

You don't like the case?

No, this is not a case.

This is a joke.

Look, you want us to go up there...

and babysit this grade A

group of chuckleheads...

while they sit around in a circle...

hold hands, and talk to dead people!

What makes you so sure

they're chuckleheads?

Maybe this house really is haunted.

Yeah, well, yeah, and maybe your parents...

aren't really first cousins either, Murph...

but I wouldn't lay odds on it, 'cause see...

if you're not a direct product of inbreeding...

than there really is a God...

and he's got a personal grudge

against you.

One of these days,

you're gonna go too far...

and then, I'm gonna

take you down a peg.

Yeah, fascinating.

Look, this is the bottom line.

Devon Lauder is offering us

an incredible amount of money...

to babysit these chuckleheads,

as you put it...

so that's what we're gonna do.

What is this we, white man?

He's offering you an incredible

amount of money.

Me, I go home with the same paycheck

every week...

no matter who the client is.

So, if you don't mind, Murph...

just count me out on this one, all right?

Well, I don't wanna count you out.

Look, you and Levi can handle

this just fine without me.

F*** Levi, he's gonna spend all weekend...

tryin' to get in that video technican's pants!

That's bullshit and you know it.

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