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JACK Twelve years ago he worked a vice roust with Dick Stensland. They arrested a Pierce Patchett on an extortion scam. Guy ran hookers. He'd have them photographed with their johns, then double-dip for some blackmail. Charges got dropped. Insufficient evidence. You were supervising officer on the case and I was wondering if you remember anything about it. DUDLEY What's this all about, lad? JACK Part of it has to do with a murder. I've been working with Ed Exley on it. DUDLEY You're Narco, lad, not Homicide. And since when do you work with Edmund? JACK It's a private investigation. I fucked something up and I want to make amends. DUDLEY (smiles, then...) Don't start trying to do the right thing, John. You haven't had enough practice. Dudley walks over, hands Jack his coffee. DUDLEY Have you discussed this with anyone else, John? No. JACK DUDLEY Not even with Exley? Jack shakes his head. Dudley raises a REVOLVER. He FIRES it at point-blank range, right into Jack's heart. Jack hits the floor, his cheek pressed flat on the linoleum. Jack opens his mouth to speak. His lips form the words, but no sound comes out. Dudley crouches down beside him.
JACK Have you a valediction, lad? Dudley leans low, gives Jack an ear. As he dies... JACK Rollo Tomasi... Dudley frowns in ignorance at the name. INT. LAPD HEADQUARTERS - BRIEFING ROOM - DAY Nothing mobilizes the police like losing one of their own. Dudley is at the podium along with Exley. Dozens of detectives take notes, including Bud White. DUDLEY Sergeant Vincennes' body was found in Echo Park at ten o'clock this morning. Killed by a single .38 round to the heart. One of our own, gentlemen. We cannot tolerate it. Justice must be swift and merciless. That's all. As the men move odd, Dudley approaches Exley. DUDLEY Edmund, a word with you. We received a tip this morning. Did Vincennes ever mention the name Rollo Tomasi? Exley tries to look like he's thinking as Jack calls from the grave. Screaming the name Dudley! EXLEY No... Where'd the tip come from? DUDLEY Anonymous. Probably nothing. As Dudley moves off, Exley watches him go. Scared. INT. LAPD HEADQUARTERS - BUD WHITE'S DESK - DAY Bud looks over as Dudley sits down across from him. DUDLEY You're perplexing to me these days, Wendell. You're not your old, cruel self anymore. I need proof that the extracurricular work I had planned for you remains within your grasp.
- Page 53 and 54: BUD You use words like that, you mi
- Page 55 and 56: BUD You look better than Veronica L
- Page 57 and 58: EXLEY Quiet. I'm ranking officer he
- Page 59 and 60: EXLEY Did one of the officers work
- Page 61 and 62: EXLEY Why were you throwing clothes
- Page 63 and 64: EXLEY Larry, he called you queer. H
- Page 65 and 66: BUD One in six. Where's the girl? E
- Page 67 and 68: EXLEY How's it going to look on you
- Page 69 and 70: ELEVATOR Coates watches as the elev
- Page 71 and 72: INT. STATE ASSEMBLY - CHAMBER - DAY
- Page 73 and 74: DUDLEY Breaking a big case sticks y
- Page 75 and 76: Yeah. JACK Jack doesn't really feel
- Page 77 and 78: REYNOLDS I can't do it. HUDGEONS Ta
- Page 79 and 80: INT. LYNN BRACKEN'S (1736 NOTTINGHA
- Page 81 and 82: INT. AFTER HOURS CLUB - NIGHT The B
- Page 83 and 84: EXLEY Until he gunned down six peop
- Page 85 and 86: BUD It's like they knew they were g
- Page 87 and 88: DEN Innocuous except for the smell.
- Page 89 and 90: EXLEY Officer White? A sweet man. E
- Page 91 and 92: EXLEY Do you make the three Negroes
- Page 93 and 94: Should I? STOMPANATO BUD His file l
- Page 95 and 96: They stand, kiss again. Lynn's gown
- Page 97 and 98: INT. 1184 GRETNA GREEN (PATCHETT'S)
- Page 99 and 100: EXLEY Miss Bracken, I'm Lieutenant
- Page 101 and 102: INT. PACIFIC DINING CAR - NIGHT Jac
- Page 103: LYNN Like recognizes like. I'm pret
- Page 107 and 108: EXLEY We got a dead ex-cop and a gi
- Page 109 and 110: And? DUDLEY HUDGEONS In my car. Bla
- Page 111 and 112: EXT. 1736 NOTTINGHAM (LYNN BRACKEN'
- Page 113 and 114: EXLEY Look. Dudley and Meeks go way
- Page 115 and 116: BUD There are no rules! Why the fuc
- Page 117 and 118: EXT. 1736 NOTTINGHAM (LYNN BRACKEN'
- Page 119 and 120: OFFICE BATHROOM Loew is at the mirr
- Page 121 and 122: BUD They never made a match on the
- Page 123 and 124: BUD You wanted to meet here? EXLEY
- Page 125 and 126: EXLEY I'm thinking we might walk aw
- Page 127 and 128: EXLEY Something like that. DUDLEY R
- Page 129 and 130: OBSERVATION ROOM Loew leans over, w
- Page 131: The car moves. A turn into traffic,
JACK<br />
Twelve years ago he worked a vice<br />
roust with Dick Stensland. They<br />
arrested a Pierce Patchett on an<br />
extortion scam. Guy ran hookers.<br />
He'd have them photographed with<br />
their johns, then double-dip for<br />
some blackmail. Charges got<br />
dropped. Insufficient evidence.<br />
You were supervising officer on<br />
the case and I was wondering if<br />
you remember anything about it.<br />
DUDLEY<br />
What's this all about, lad?<br />
JACK<br />
Part of it has to do with a<br />
murder. I've been working with Ed<br />
Exley on it.<br />
DUDLEY<br />
You're Narco, lad, not Homicide.<br />
And since when do you work with<br />
Edmund?<br />
JACK<br />
It's a private investigation. I<br />
fucked something up and I want to<br />
make amends.<br />
DUDLEY<br />
(smiles, then...)<br />
Don't start trying to do the right<br />
thing, John. You haven't had<br />
enough practice.<br />
Dudley walks over, hands Jack his coffee.<br />
DUDLEY<br />
Have you discussed this with<br />
anyone else, John?<br />
No.<br />
JACK<br />
DUDLEY<br />
Not even with Exley?<br />
Jack shakes his head. Dudley raises a REVOLVER. He<br />
FIRES it at point-blank range, right into Jack's heart.<br />
Jack hits the floor, his cheek pressed flat on the<br />
linoleum.<br />
Jack opens his mouth to speak. His lips form the words,<br />
but no sound <strong>com</strong>es out. Dudley crouches down beside him.