Dead Heat

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What time is it?

It's 10 past.

The guy's late.

OK, people, nobody moves until Morty whistles.

Come on, Finnegan, you son of a bitch.

Be in that car.

Come on, Morty.

Come on, whistle your fucking song.

Morty, what's wrong with your thing there?

You're leakin' feathers.

What?

You got a rip in your jacket or something.

A fuckin' leak. Yeah, look at this.

This guy's friggin' molting.

You see this?

Nothin'. It's nothin'.

Take off your fuckin' vest.

Take off your vest. I'm not gonna take it off.

Shit!

Fuck! He's wired! No! No!

We're in.

Hi, Morty.

They felt my wire.

Where's my buy money?

How the fuck do I know?! They shot me.

You lost my fuckin' buy money.

He loses half a million dollars.

Un-fucking-believable!

Shit.

God.

Pally?

Captain, voice echoing: I guess you all know by now

that we have one here among us

who's been forced to retire

because of a... A heart problem

we were all made aware of a few weeks back.

But, just so he doesn't forget us,

we'd like to present him with this beautiful firearm.

It's been engraved with your name

and the date of your retirement here.

Ladies and gentlemen, let's give him a big hand.

Albert Paul Lamarr.

Albert Paul Lamarr.

Pally Lamarr.

See ya around.

Take care now.

Take care, man.

Yeah. Thanks.

Unh!

Pally?

Pally?

Pally?

I brought over the rest of the things

from the closet.

For Christ sakes.

How can you live like this?

Get up, have a shower,

and I'll make you some coffee.

Nice.

Stop shouting.

The lawyer called.

He's finished the second draft

of the separation agreement,

so it's ready to sign whenever we are.

These are full.

Are you taking these?

Did you call Dr. marchesi?

You're due for an EKG. What did you do, forget?

I didn't forget.

I don't want to start a whole thing here.

I just... something's got to give,

'cause I can't just keep coming over and watching this.

¶ And you're always runnin' ¶

¶ watchin' me turn... ¶

it's OK.

¶ Somehow always knowing ¶

¶ I'll return to you someday ¶

¶ now I know ¶

¶ I love you so ¶

¶ now I know... ¶

Why do you look out for me?

¶ You show me I'm all right, I'm less than ¶

¶ forgive my misdeeds when I'm less than ¶

¶ together we're more and we're less than ¶

¶ forevermore ¶

¶ forevermore ¶

hey, hey.

Unbelievable.

Pally, it's OK.

I don't know who else to talk to, you know?

Seriously. Ray, I'm... It's... I'm scared.

What am I supposed to do?

Well, I don't know. Could you just talk to him?

You think he'll listen?

I could talk till I was blue.

So, what are you gonna do?

You're just gonna give up on him?

Don't start with me, sweetie.

I've got a whole history with this guy. I know.

I've been through as much as you have, all right?

You know what his problem is?

He's turned into this... this...

He's just a prick.

Come on. He's not a prick.

The guy... the guy walks out on you,

and you still cook for him.

Now, does he ever thank you?

I'm not trying to give you a hard time.

OK? It's just that I can only extend myself

just so far.

He's your brother. He's my stepbrother,

and he's a pain in the ass.

He's not well.

Don't start with this heart attack.

It's got nothin' to do with the heart attack.

This has been comin' on for years.

Will you do me a favor?

Will you please just call him?

Look, sweetie, I have tried.

I've got this thing goin'. This deal, right?

And I'm dyin' for him to come in on it.

I called, like, 27 times.

He doesn't call me back. He doesn't come and see me.

And I know they guy ain't busy.

Ray, I think he's thinking

about killing himself.

Jesus, are you serious?

All right. All right. All right. All right.

I'll go see him.

Thank you.

You need anything?

No, I'm fine.

Want a cuisinart?

All right.

- Pally? - Go away.

Off with the early lead.

Commonwealth flagon second, then Lily time,

I've got a snowshoe, don't call me Dave,

and where's Kirby is the early trailer

as they go around the first turn...

How you doin'?

So,

Charlotte make you come over?

No.

Hey, it's me here.

What, I need an excuse to come over? What?

You wanna...

You wanna get a couple beers or somethin'?

What do you say?

Wanna come? Come on.

Let me put my pants on.

That's good.

You need pants to get into a bar.

They got guys so fat in the department,

they can't even get up a flight of stairs,

and I can't pass a friggin' physical?

You know what you need? You need an interest.

An occupation.

What are you talking about, an occupation?

I'm a fucking cop.

Yeah, so what if you can't do it anymore?

What are you gonna do, dissolve?

Let me make you a proposal.

I don't want to hear it, ray.

You don't even know what it is yet.

Of course I know what it is.

It's a friggin' scheme.

No, it's not a scheme.

It's totally on the level.

I'm supposed to believe that?

Why not?

All due respect, ray, but you're a fucking criminal, all right?

Say what?!

Let me tell you something else.

If I were to get into some kind of criminal enterprise,

you'd be about the last guy in the city

I'd call.

I'm the last?

Why do you say stuff like that?

Jesus Christ, ray. Come on.

You never make a fuckin' cent.

You should get a job. You'd do better.

Hey, hey, hey. I make money.

No, you don't.

You fiddle with this, you finagle that,

and at the end of the month

you get me to pay your phone bill.

Will you... Will you just listen?

What is it that you love more than anything else on this earth?

I don't know, ray, what?

Come on. Horses. You love horses.

I mean, who else goes to the track twice a week

and never even bets?

Fine. So I don't like to bet. What?

That's my point.

There's this horse.

This racehorse.

I say we buy him. You and me.

Hey, but this is not just any horse.