Farewell, My Lovely Page #4

Moose Malloy. He's in the can.

Hmm...I get it.

He's out of the can

and he's lookin' for her, huh?

You, ah...wouldn't have any idea

where Velma is, would you?

But I can find out.

If I like a guy,

ceiling's the limit.

How about another drink?

Sure.

This stuff dies painless with me.

Don't know what hit it.

You wouldn't happen to have a

picture of her around, would you?

But Tommy Ray must have one.

He didn't even know her name.

Why would he say that?

What was the name

of that hotel again?

Crescent.

(Dials phone number)

Tommy Ray, please.

Tommy! Jessie Florian.

Oh, it's OK, it's OK. He's here.

'It took her nearly ten minutes

to convince Tommy Ray I was kosher.

'Then I went back to Ray's hotel

to get a picture of Velma

'that he'd held out on me.'

Andrew, got that picture?

'I figured there were plenty

of girls as cute as lace pants,

'who'd passed through Hollywood

in the last seven years.

'Most of them had taken those pants

off while tryin' to make it.

'A friend who ran a club gave me an

agent's name who knew most of them.

(Agent) Cute little redhead.

Song and dance gal.

I never forget a face.

Nice legs, too.

And generous with 'em.

But it's not a Velma.

It's a...

Linda! Linda...Gilbert.

What happened to her?

Did a couple of Busby Berkeley

pictures, then she went nuts.

But I really mean...ah, nuts.

Where is she?

Camarillo.

May I?

'Changing her name to Linda Gilbert

didn't help her make it,

'or keep her out of an asylum.

'When I saw her I knew why

she hadn't contacted Moose.

'She wasn't getting in touch

with anybody ever.

'I'd found Velma in only two days.

DiMaggio was doing pretty good too.

'He'd now hit in 33 straight games.

'Nine away from the consecutive

game hitting record.'

Hi, Mr Marlowe.

Kiss your five bucks goodbye,

Georgie.

Di Maggio's going all the way.

We'll see. He's got nine more games

to go. Each game gets tougher.

I know what pressure is, Mr Marlowe.

One time I won 19 straight.

So you better watch

how you spend that five bucks.

- What about this Hitler?

- What about him?

- He invaded Russia.

- So did Napoleon.

It's a lot easier

than hitting a 42 straight, right?

Read all about it.

Hitler invades Russia.

'I was thinking

I was out of work again,

'with my bank account

still under a duck,

'when I smelled my next client.'

You're Philip Marlowe,

private detective?

Check.

(Sniffs )

'He smelled great.'

Come on in.

You've been recommended to me

as someone who can be trusted

to say, ah...keep his mouth shut.

I'd like to discuss a matter.

My name's Lindsay Marriott.

Sit down.

Well, what's the problem?

It's a...very slight matter.

I'm meeting some men tonight

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