Hollywood Homicide Page #2
Sometimes it helps to talk.
That's all I'm saying.
All right.
Let me paint you a picture.
Portrait of Joe Gavilan.
I sold off the results
of my entrepreneurial
efforts up to that point.
Three tanning salons
and two original silk-tip nail parlors
in the Antelope Valley,
and I started attending
weekend real estate seminars
at the Airport Hyatt.
You know, "How to Make
$1 Million in Real Estate
Sounds good.
Started out with a condo in Sherman Oaks.
Slapped some paint on the walls.
Refaced the kitchen cabinets.
Traded up to a smoke-damaged ranch
in Tarzana, then a Spanish on Outpost
and a fake Mediterranean in Los Feliz.
Pretty soon, I had everything
I've got tied up in this...
this monstrosity... on Mt. Olympus,
at the corner of Hercules and,
I sh*t you not, Achilles.
So what's the problem?
The problem is if I don't
score a big commission
or get rid of this...
piece of sh*t on Mt. Olympics...
Well, the word Titanic comes to mind.
Joe, I know a girl who works
for some rich producer.
Says that he might be selling his place.
Maybe you can get the listing.
Got a name?
Well, her name's, like, Mimi or Moma
or something like that.
I don't remember.
Not the girl, hot rocks.
The producer.
I don't know the producer.
Way before my time. I...
Hey, Joe, you ready for something?
Shoot.
I don't think I want to be a cop anymore.
Come on, you need some fresh air.
Put this on my tab, Hank.
What tab?
Hey, I got it.
I got it.
It's okay.
Here.
Well, if you don't want to be a cop,
what do you want to be?
I want to be an actor.
You want to be what?
An actor.
What?
Okay...
You're gay.
I can deal with that.
You know I'm not gay.
Why do you want to do
something stupid like acting?
Because it's my bliss...
and I have to follow my bliss.
Turning into Oprah around here.
I invited some agents and producers.
It's called a showcase.
What are you going to showcase?
My talents.
Mr. Robert De Niro here.
Hey, detective, I know you're going to say
it's none of my business, but...
when's the last time you got laid'?
None of your business.
Right.
Say it ain't so, Joe.
Oh, my God.
Jesus Christ.
How's business, Jack?
Wanda.
Wanda...
Some trick's thumping on prostitutes.
We put our best female officer undercover
and she got hurt, so... I'm the bait.
Well, you look good.
Well, it never hurts to get a compliment,
but that's not why I was
shaking my booty at you.
I heard you're working that bloodbath over
at the Freeway Club.
Yeah.
Word's already out on the street
about the shooting.
Word is one guy slid
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