Freebie and the Bean Page #5

Look, Red Meyers

is gonna be dead on Monday.

They got a contract

out on him.

(Freebie)

'It's about time.

Come on, who cares?'

'Get him outta here.'

(Whitey)

'isn't that worth something,

what I just told you, huh?'

Hey, that's not news

just floating around

on the streets, man.

'For god's sakes listen to me.

She ain't worth it!'

Who's got the contract?

Detroit.

'It's out of Detroit.'

They got Michigan Phil.

(Bean)

'Who's the buyer?'

- What?

- 'Who's the buyer?'

(male #5)

'Medic, medic!

Stretcher-bearer!'

'Let's play something nice.'

'I'll kill her!

Get him!'

'Stay in the line of fire.'

'I gotcha!'

(Bean)

'Look at that idiot

standing out there.'

- 'He'll get himself killed.'

- 'To our futures.'

'Not your lieutenant bars, my

soap bars right in the crapper.'

- 'Maybe we better warn him.'

- 'No, no, no, no.'

'If we warn him, he won't

be around on Monday.'

'He'll go so far underground'

'they'll need a steam shovel

to dig him out.'

(Freebie)

'I got a better idea.'

- 'Than what?'

- 'Didn't you just, uh..'

'I mean have an idea?'

- 'I got a better one.'

- 'What?'

Alright, listen.

I think we gotta take a chance.

I mean we gotta

pick him up right now.

Yeah, but for what,

possession of an adding

machine tape

soaked in salad oil?

D.A's not gonna go for that.

We gotta have Motley.

So, we'll pick him up

for something else.

What, walking a dog

without a leash?

So, pick him up

for something else.

Indecent exposure?

What the hell

are you guys talking about?

What, are you crazy

or something, huh?

What is this,

some kind of a gag?

No, sir.

Uh, it's not.

You uh, unzipped your fly

there in the park we saw you.

I unzipped my fly?

Oh, yeah, we saw you.

I got a hernia.

I was adjusting my truss.

Oh.

You guys are really cops?

- That's right.

- Let me see your ID.

- Okay!

- Come on.

Here you are.

[laughs]

Rosen's precinct.

Why the hell didn't you tell me?

Christ sake!

Sure, it's a gag.

'What the hell's

the matter with me?'

Hey, uh, one of my boys

not paying off, huh?

- Nothing like that.

- Tell me who it is.

I'll bust his head.

I don't think that'd be

a very good idea, sir.

Alright, how much?

It's not a question

of money, sir.

I'm afraid you're gonna

have to come with us, sir.

You haven't given me

a good reason yet.

You know, you guys are smoking

too much of that stuff

you're taking off

of them pushers.

Where'd you get this suit?

Will you go get your jacket,

please, sir?

Alright.

But you're gonna get yelled at.

A lot.

Mildred!

- Mildred!

- 'What?'

Where the hell are you?

'What?'

Did you get the cracked crab?

Yeah, 200 pounds.

From Jorgensen's?

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