White Sands Page #3
- R
- Year:
- 1992
- 101 min
- 252 Views
What the f*** were you doing?
I should've let you handle it,
but I was trying to I.D. A body.
- With bureau money?
- With whatever I had!
All right. Cool.
I accept that. From cop to cop.
Square business.
Cop to cop. Straight up?
Tell me about him. This Artie
O'Brien/Spenser guy.
Artie was a mule.
From time to time, he'd
transport money for us...
...and sh*t like that.
Something went wrong on this one.
We don't know why.
- But then you stepped in...
- And f***ed up.
I didn't pull the trigger
that blew his brains out.
No, you didn't.
Let's just figure out how you're
gonna pay back the money and get home.
What are you talk...?
To the government, you're
responsible for the money...
...since it was your call to
give it away.
Maybe talk to your sheriff.
Pull it out of petty cash.
What if I went to Santa Fe?
Meet with Lennox,
tell him the deal's off?
I'd get you back
your money.
You amateur. You don't
know what's out there.
Want your money?
You still want to know about Artie.
Forget Artie.
Artie killed himself.
Hang on a minute.
He might be right, Greg.
It may be our only play.
Think about it.
The bimbos think he's Spenser.
What can we lose?
- Okay?
- Okay. Go to Santa Fe.
Can I call my wife,
tell her I'm okay?
- You can't call your wife.
- Why not?
Nobody can know what you do.
You're undercover.
Standard operating procedure.
If you do this,
you'll do it our way.
- Bob.
Artie called himself Bob Spenser.
- Bob?
- Yes.
I can be a Bob.
So, what'd they say?
Come on, tell me.
They said they were pretty pictures,
but only show professional artists.
Mr. Gorman Lennox?
Hi, I'm Bob. Bob Spenser.
Oh, Jesus. Bob.
Where'd you get that hat?
- It's new.
- No kidding?
- Hold on a second, Bob.
- Bob, this is...?
- Roz.
- Roz Kincaid.
- Nice to meet you, Roz.
Bob, here, is from Los Angeles.
He has an important collection
- Isn't that right, Bobby?
- Uh-huh.
I tricked you, I'm an art broker.
Bob is a client.
I'm gonna take him around...
...to some of the galleries, recommend
some acquisitions.
First, I'd like him
to look at your paintings.
I'm gonna recommend
that he buys one.
- That is, if we come to a fair price.
- Oh, no. L...
You're an artist?
Look at the work, Bob.
You tell me.
- Are they for sale?
- Oh, this is silly.
Hell, yes!
What are you doing? Jesus Christ.
What if she comes out here
and sees that?
Those are her dreams.
You don't throw them away.
Come on. Let's go.
We're on a schedule. We gotta move.
Ben, I said to stay out of
the street. Come in.
Okay.
Pick up your bike.
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