Parasomnia Page #6

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Oh, boy.

It was my plan.

Nah.

Anybody touch anything?

No, sir.

So what does that mean?

That means

it's gonna be a long day.

I swear to God.

Why is it always Monday?

Why can't they stretch

this sh*t out over the week?

'Cause you're supposed to suffer.

'Cause this is purgatory

for a past crime in another life.

Hank, what in the hell are you doing

here? You're supposed to be on vacation.

I am on vacation.

I'm having a great time.

So I'm guessing this is not

the work of a boyfriend.

No, no, no.

I know what you're thinking.

It can't be him.

How do you know?

Because I was at the hospital

doing follow-up...

when I got the call to come over here

and I saw him he's locked up tight.

Yeah, being locked up

means nothing to that guy.

For all we know, he coulda got

someone else to come do this.

Who Squeaky Fromme?

I'm just saying.

Look, hope that you're right.

This guy only cares about two things

his book store and himself.

Three things.

- What?

- Three things, the girl.

- Who?

- You know, the girl.

- Oh, the sleeping one, yeah.

- He cares about her.

All right. Three things.

- Where's Clark?

- Clark?

Clark!

Yes, sir.

- You got that list of tenants for me?

- Yeah.

- Thanks, Clark.

- No problem.

Which apartments do you want

odd or even?

- Odd.

- How'd I know?

Just a minute!

Yeah.

Daniel Sloan?

Yes.

Detective Conroy.

Can I come in? I have a few questions

I want to ask.

What about?

Lt'll only take a minute.

That's odd...

Tick, tick, tick.

Tick, tick, tick.

Danny?

Danny?

Find out who lives here.

Yes, sir.

Danny! What the f***

are you doing here, man?

Half the f***ing planet's

looking for you, man.

The cops were just here.

I told 'em I haven't seen you

since you came to visit me in rehab...

but I don't think

they believed me.

Jesus, they think you're the next

f***in' "Zodiac" or something.

Did anyone see you

when you came in here?

Oh, I don't know.

Man...

all right, well,

why don't you sit down, Danny?

You're really f***ed.

Just sit down here.

I'll get you a beer.

Here, have a cold one.

Yeah, you need to open it, Danny.

You really f***ed up, Danny.

You're just really f***ed.

There was blood everywhere.

She killed them.

Who killed who, Danny?

I tried to wake her up,

but she just won't wake up.

You know, we can't have homeless people

lying around here like a flop house.

You have to pay more attention

to your department.

Hello?

Young lady,

you have to get up.

Maybe she's dead.

She's not dead.

Go get Rudy in sporting goods.

That's just about the craziest f***ing

story I've ever heard in my life...

but there's... a woman involved,

so of course it's true.

I mean, no one will ever accuse you of

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