Harrigan Page #2

Sorry I'm late.

I got a message.

- Something serious?

- For her.

She was three months dead in her apartment.

And no pension, of course.

That is still somewhere at the post office.

Run by our corrupt friend,

Mr. Jenkins.

A councilor, Mason,

a chain of post offices. Corrupt?

- He is also not a fan of yours.

- This is not a beauty contest.

Not with those creatures

who call the shots here.

Dunstan still infects all its pus.

He collaborates with the Coles.

So watch out.

They corrupt everything since

the district office is closed.

I saw it for sale 'sign.

We've had good years there.

That's right. Gift.

Happy times, huh?

- She was a beautiful girl, your Gwen.

- In every way, Billy. In every way.

When they got our black dot,

ran them through the thin pants.

Our business card.

You were the most creative cop ever.

All so silly as the rear end of a pig.

They never read Treasure Island .

Ah, Jim, lad.

Why do not you open the desk again?

I can be your man on the street.

With your bad back and angina

we would be a great team.

I'm not depreciated.

What is inside here, counts.

I'd better go home. Later

wife still thinks I'm drunk.

TO KOOP:

Jason, wait a minute here.

I will always remember that magical day...

...When we went hiking for the first time.

There was riding a motorcycle along.

Scared you.

But you did not cry.

I still feel how small fists

firmly squeezed my hand...

...Because you knew that I

would take care of you.

Do not worry, sweetie. Someday I will

again to protect you.

- I have to call the police.

- What's wrong with the phone off?

Well then, if it should be necessary.

You. Keep your hands off my stuff.

Detective Swift.

When did that happen?

Can I write down your name?

Monk Shire, right?

Someone comes along as quickly as possible.

- What was that?

- Ridiculous burglary. Monk Shire.

Ridiculous? Then let's consider

lot to laugh, Serpico.

- Sit quietly.

- Go cycling. I have to really do work.

Point, draw, and so on.

Three copies.

And be a treasure and make such a

color chart. That you so well.

I have to say that you

gorgeous looks today.

Detective Swift,

get two strong boards from that tray.

We take this car. You drive.

Chief, we need to talk.

What's the point?

You are doing nothing.

You are all bastards

and I'm in between.

We are there now and we'll arrange it.

What if I also cheated,

like so much in this neighborhood.

Do you know how old I am? Twenty-five.

I'm at my end.

- You have to look positive.

- Positive? My husband is off.

Do you know what's in the closet?

Three potatoes, a bottle of orange

juice and half a box of cereal.

- I understand that it makes you angry.

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