The Lennon Report Page #2

you possibly want?

- Let's go. A twenty-dollar

donation, please?

I just bought a bike,

you know it.

- Is that all that my

mother's worth?

-It's just twenty dollars.

-I'm ashamed of you.

- Okay, don't work to hard.

- Don't you run this place?

-Yeah.

- Hey, Jeff, we need to deduct

twenty dollars from your

next paycheck.

- Wait, what?

- That drive culminated in a

John Smith field goal

attempt for 52 yards.

-How you feelin'?

I meant physically.

- You're allowed to

have ice chips.

I'll get them for ya,

if you let me hang around

and watch the game

with ya for a bit.

All right, I'll be right back

- hey, come on inside and

warm up for a little bit.

Come on. Let's go.

- You don't care who wins

as long as the patriots lose.

-What's he thinkin'?

-Hello?

Anyone gonna get that?

Hello, this is Dr. Halleran.

- Hey Dr. Halleran,

it's Sato.

We were wondering if you

could help us with

some paperwork. Only if

you have a minute.

- Sure, DEA, how can I help you?

- What's... eight

letters long and

home team of the orange bowl?

- Hi, Barbara. Almost forgot

what day it was.

- You know the times does this

specifically for us.

-It's the dolphins.

-Oh.

- It's dolphins.

Thanks, Dave.

You got it.

Good luck with the rest of

your "paperwork."

I've got to get back to work.

- Yeah, I'm sure general

surgery is swamped.

-Oh.

Who's winning the game?

-The dolphins.

- That's your answer

for everything.

-Bye, Barb.

- Playin' dumb always

worked for me.

Receiving

a priority in the 2-0.

All units be advised I'm

getting shots fired at

72nd and central park west.

I need a unit to respond.

- 2-0 Adam. Show me going.

Central, check the

call back. Try to get a

description of the perp.

- 2-0 boy. Show me going.

Show me on the back.

Good, let Spiro and

Cullen get there first.

- Probably just some punk

kid shootin' fireworks

in central park.

- I'm think I'm a

shoe in for the job.

What do you think?

-I hate you.

- I'm guessing you're really

going to hate me when

I'm your boss.

- Let's see you handle a

field assignment first, Skippy.

- Skippy? I've been here for

five years.

-Shh. Shh. Hold on.

All units redirect

to 72nd and central park west

- 72nd and central park west?

That's... the Dakota.

-That could be something.

- Or it could be a

movie star falling down

a flight of stairs.

- I'll go either way...

- Not a chance, but if the

cops are all in, so are we.

Where the hell's my radio?

-I don't know.

- Mr. Clark,

where's my radio?

- I don't know!

- Well, then, go get it!

Please! Don't run. Fly!

You're still there!

I need it.

Send all available

units to 72nd and

central park west.

Immediately.

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