Night and the City Page #3

I got something for you.

You got something for me?

Look, I only got 1,500.

No problem. I'll get Ray's

right now. No problem.

OK.

- I said two large, right?

- Right.

You show up with 1,500,

that's 3/4, right? OK...

OK, OK!

Goddamn thief!

Me, a thief? You want

a hack license

with three counts of

grand auto behind you,

and I'm a thief?

You know what?

A guy like you I should charge double,

you f***in' loser.

You got some nerve.

All right, I got it.

What am I gonna say?

Me a thief.

Harry, thank you, brother.

You're welcome.

What a deadbeat.

Could you believe getting in a cab

driven by that ton of bad brains?

Harry.

Hey, Tommy.

See the paper?

Tommy's column?

"Bet these teams

"only if you want to retire in Acapulco:

Lakers, Celts,

Knicks, Nets."

Right? Collectively,

they lost by 32 points.

You're a sports writer?

Who you like tonight?

F***in' Tommy, Phil.

He took the Titanic over the iceberg,

plus points.

Here he comes.

Go get him, Harry.

Everybody, say hello.

Wallace "The Hurt" Fuwad,

Alphonse "Downtown" Brown.

Hey, Tessler, come and

join us like a half-hour.

I'll give you an item there.

"I'll give you

an item there."

Another war hero.

- Must be Audie Murphy day.

- Yeah?

I spit on his grave.

Who are you kidding?

You'll be kissing his ass

in exactly 29 minutes.

That is, unless, you know,

you got something, you know...

Somebody tips you about something

for the early-morning

edition.

Yeah? Like what?

Like the kid that got whacked by Sanchez

in that disco was suing Sanchez's ass.

You can bet your ass on that.

Are you kidding me, Harry?

You're taking Sanchez to court?

Boom Boom will eat your eyes out,

plus you'll lose, you jerk-off.

That kid didn't even get hurt.

They said it couldn't be done.

It's your life, Harry.

I'm an undisclosed source, right?

I got to take care of myself.

Totally. I don't know

who the hell you are.

Just say

I'm well-placed.

Well-placed.

Go ahead.

Yes, I'm

the great pretender

Just laughin'

and gay like a clown

I seem to be

What I'm not...

Yeah!

Yeah! Yes!

I'm wearin' my heart

like a crown

Yo.

Hey, a**hole, did I wake you up?

Who's this?

I know this voice.

It's Grossman.

Boom Boom?

- What the f*** are you doing with Sanchez?

- What do you mean?

You know what I mean, a**hole.

The case with this kid.

Boom Boom, Boom Boom,

you want to talk law?

I'm 85 an hour. For you,

you know what? 75.

What the f*** are you doing?

Do you know what I'm gonna do to you,

scumbag, if you don't drop this case?

Wait, wait a second.

Wait a second, Boom Boom.

Wait a minute, I got to turn on the

tape recorder. Hold on, hold on.

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