The Blue Dahlia Page #3

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Yeah, sure, he'll come over here.

Yeah, I'll call you as soon as he shows up.

That's all right. Bye.

George. Hey...

That's right, he went out.

Quiet in there. Quiet! I got a sick baby!

- George.

- We eat eggs.

- Johnny's wife just called up.

- Yeah?

- That's swell.

- No, it ain't swell.

He just walked out on her.

- Did you hear from him?

- No, not yet.

He will come over here, though,

won't he, George?

Not if I know him, he won't.

But I just told his wife we'd bring

him back. What are we gonna do?

Look, Buzz, there isn't anything we can do.

This is one problem Johnny's

got to handle by himself.

- Yeah, but if he's not going to...

- Forget it.

Whatever's the right thing to do,

Johnny'll do it.

We got to do something.

We got to find Johnny.

Yeah, we'll talk about it afterwards.

Let's eat first. We got real eggs.

Come on, crack 'em up, will you, while

I get the rest of these things ready.

Buzz.

- Yes, sir?

- Is Mrs Morrison in?

- Who shall I say is calling?

- Just say Buzz.

- Buzz. That's my name.

- Oh. 93.

I'm sorry, Mrs Morrison isn't in.

- Oh.

- Would you care to leave a message?

- Well, you mind if I wait around?

- Not at all. It's over there.

- Huh?

- The bar.

Oh, thank you.

- Bourbon.

- BARTENDER:
In a minute.

Didn't we meet at the Blue

Dahlia the other night?

I may have been there.

We certainly didn't meet.

I'm sure we have mutual friends...

- Hey, you, that's my seat.

- Go pick yourself an orchid.

- Masterful type.

- All I want is a drink, and quick.

- Hey, how about that?

- Take one of mine.

- Thanks.

- Mmm.

- Umm. Scotch.

- So they tell me.

I'll buy you a drink some rainy night.

It's raining now.

All right, I'll buy you a drink.

And no passes.

- Uh-huh.

- What's the matter, don't you believe me?

Uh-huh.

- Okay, so I won't buy

you a drink. - Uh-huh.

- That's the end of that conversation.

- Wait a minute. You can buy me a drink.

Only not in this joint. I've

had enough of it. Come on.

- It's really coming down now.

- We haven't far to go.

Look,

you don't want to go out in that.

Why don't we go back to the bar?

Anyway, I came here to see somebody,

and I ought to stick

around till she gets here.

Well, you can phone from my place

and leave word where you are.

- You live here?

- Sure. Come on.

What's the matter? Scared?

- You free?

- Sorry, no pickups tonight.

- Good evening, Mr Harwood.

- Good evening, Melanie.

- It's kind of wet out, isn't it?

- It certainly is.

Hello, Eddie. You're early.

- Evening, Leo. How's everything?

- Took in seven grand last week.

That's fine.

- Have a drink?

- No, thanks.

You're alone tonight, huh?

Good.

I was afraid that Morrison

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