Wonderland Page #3

Barbara.

(phone beeping)

Nash, f*** these

motherfuckers! It's...

Shut the f*** up or I'll blow

your black ass straight back to Africa!

Man:
Hello.

The news said four people were killed,

one survived... do you know who?

- David, David, is that you?

- Who the f*** survived?!

Jesus, what the f***?

I'm watching right now.

I need the swag Billy brought over.

I want to buy it all back.

No, I already unloaded it.

Damn it, I'm dead.

I'm f***ing dead.

Listen, whatever's wrong,

I'll take care of. Don't worry.

Yeah, you gonna take care

of Eddie Nash?

Eddie Nash?

Goddamn it, keep your mouth shut

about that or I'll kill you myself.

Listen to me, you got to go

to the cops on this one.

- I'm coming over.

- No, listen, I'll take care of it.

Are you f***ing nuts?

I got friends over there

that can help you out.

They'll protect you.

They owe me. Trust me.

Listen to me. Meet me

up at the house tomorrow.

Tomorrow morning.

Jesus, David...

what'd you do?

- Man:
F*** you, motherf***er!

- No witnesses.

David, no!

Are you f***ing insane?

(police sirens blaring)

(phone rings)

Cruz, Robbery Homicide.

Yeah, hold on.

Yeah, uh-huh.

Yeah.

Yeah, we'll see,

we'll see.

Right. Uh-huh.

Okay. Yeah.

All right.

Eddie Nash?

- He owns the Starwood, right?

- Yes, he does.

We're taking a drive.

Eddie Nash.

His real name is Adel Nasrallah.

He steps off a plane from Palestine

in 1953 with nothing...

he's got four shekels

and a bag of dirt.

By 1954, he's got a little hot dog cart

on Hollywood Boulevard,

right outside

the Seven Seas Restaurant.

By 1960, he owns the place.

Now, he parlays the money he gets from

the Seven Seas into two more places,

and they take the f*** off.

By 1969, he's got like

- So he's got friends.

- Yeah, he's got friends.

He's the biggest

nightclub owner in Hollywood.

Here's a guy who has been under

investigation for arson

for the last five years,

yet he still goes out to dinner

with the fire commissioner

twice a week.

Rumor has it that

he has got 40 acres in the desert

filled with human skulls,

except he's removed the teeth

so we can't identify 'em.

- Jesus Christ.

- Close.

Eddie Nash.

Billy and Joy.

Ronnie...

Susan.

Mr. Lind.

I'm Detective Nico,

this is Detective Cruz.

This one...

this one here, did she make it?

Barbara Richardson.

Butterfly.

Mr. Lind.

Mr. Lind.

Should we go in there?

Okay.

You guys want to hear a story?

This whole thing started with guns.

Four antique guns

that Ron Launius couldn't fence.

Ron Launius was your friend?

We were in business together.

What kind of business?

You know, you guys haven't

read me my rights.

Nothing I tell you is admissible.

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