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Right, yeah. Hungry, huh?
OK, one dinner coming right up.
Three o'clock in the morning, I gotta get up and get you some food.
Come on, kitty.
I don't got none. You want some peanut butter?
Coury Brand cat food.
I see empty cans, empty cans.
Let's fix you up one of my famous concoctions.
Wait a second. Don't get so hungry.
Here you go. Mm. That'll be delicious.
Yeah. You can't do better than that at Chasen's.
Come on. You're hungry, right?
- -
Think of all the tigers in India they're killing cos they don't get enough to eat.
Don't believe that one, huh? OK, OK, OK.
Coury's Brand cat food.
You clawed me, you son of a bitch.
Why don't you go home to India?
Wanna help me with my jacket?
Why don't you go and tell those girls they're gonna catch a cold?
Coury's Brand cat food. Yeah.
Cat gets me up at three in the morning to get a special kind of food.
I gotta be outta my fucking mind.
That cockamamie cat.
Mr Marlowe? Mr Marlowe.
Crazy girls.
Mr Marlowe, are you going by the store?
Yeah, I'm gonna pick up a couple of cans of cat food.
Could you pick me up some brownie mix?
- I'll get you some brownie mix. - Get two boxes. The fudge kind.
- Fudge kind and regular kind. - You're the nicest neighbour we ever had.
Gotta be the nicest neighbour. I'm a private eye. It's OK with me.
Hi, Mr Lennox. You're up kind of late.
Come on, lay it on me.
I been working on Barbara Stanwyck. I'll show you.
I don't understand. I don't understand it at all.
I've never understood it. I just don't understand why I don't understand at all.
You're gonna be all right.
- Mr Marlowe, the lights in your car are on. - Oh, yeah. Thanks a lot.
Two for the price of one.
Super buy. Extra discount. 21 cents for macaroni.
Never seen so many cat foods in my...
Excuse me. I don't see any Coury Brand cat food.
- Some what? - Coury Brand cat food.
- Can you spell it for me, please? - Yeah. Coury Brand. C-o-u-r...
We're out of that. Why don't you get this? All this shit is the same anyway.
- You don't happen to have a cat? - What do I need a cat for? I got a girl.
Ha-ha!
He's got a girl and I got a cat.
- Did you get the brownie mix? - Uh-huh. Yeah, I got you two boxes.
What kind did you get?
Regular and the brownie mix with the double fudge.
- Fantastic! - Night, girls.
- How much do we owe you? - Just put it on the bill.
- Thanks. - Mr Marlowe, I'll save you a brownie.
Thanks a lot, but they hurt my teeth.
But if you wanna make me a couple of Yankee Doodles...
Oh, the cat's hungry. Right, right.
Did I lock you out of the kitchen?
I'll fix your dinner just as soon as I get me a smoke.
Right, here you are. Coury Brand, the finest I could find.
Yes, yes, yes. Oh, yes.
I'll open this thing up right away.
Don't want you not to have your favourite kind of cat food.
OK, OK.
Look at this. Mm-hm!
Well? Go on, there it is.
So it's not Coury's cat food. It's OK with me.
Don't run out on me now, you son of a b... cat. Come on.
- Marlowe. - Terry, come on in. I'll be right there.
What am I doing at this hour? Terry Lennox.
Hey, Terry. I was just feeding my cat.
You oughta be feeding your cat too. What happened?
Beauty, isn't it? Proud of that son of a bitch.
- You and Sylvia going at it again? - Yeah. Like to hear the sordid details?
No, I've heard 'em before. You like to lose a couple of bucks?
Oh, man.
- I got an L. - L?
D. Four sevens.
You really think I believe you got four sevens?
- You probably think I don't have any. - Yeah.
Then I gotta say five sevens.
- I challenge. - Challenge. How many you got?
- None. - None, yeah. I got three. That's good.
- Who were the three DiMaggio brothers? - Vince, Dom and...
- Joe? - Joltin' Joe, yeah.
Want me to fix up the couch for you tonight?
Well, Marlowe, that's what I'm here to talk to you about.
- I really need more than that. - You wanna sleep in my bed?
There's gonna be a lot of people looking for me as a result of my lovely wife.
- I really need a ride. - Where do you want me to take you?
- Tijuana. - Tijuana?
- Tijuana now? - Yeah. Tijuana.
- Thanks, Marlowe. - You take care of yourself.
Don't worry about me.
- Vaya con dios. - Thanks a lot.
- Arizona. - Phoenix.
- Kansas. - City.
- How about Michigan? - Detroit? Milwaukee?
Right on.
Your turn.
- Montana. - Montana, Montana... Billings.
- Florida. - Miami.
- Right. - How about Washington?
- Washington DC? - Girls, did you see my cat?
- I didn't even know you had a cat. - Did you say you wanted a hat?
No, you don't look fat. Here, kitty, kitty, kitty.
- Is your name Marlowe? - No, Sidney... Jenkins.
Let's go inside. We wanna talk to you.
- I'm looking for my cat. - Forget the goddamn cat.
Forget the goddamn cat? I see.
OK. That cat means an awful lot to me. You tell me to forget about it.
Must be something mighty important.
- Sit down, Marlowe. - I'd rather stand.
- I don't mind sitting. - I'm Sergeant Green. Detective Dayton.
I saw your badge. Where's his?
Where did you go last night, Marlowe?
Is this where I say "What is all this about?"
And he says "Shut up, I ask the questions"?
That's right, so just answer the questions. Where did you go last night?
Maybe if I knew why you wanted to know, I could remember.
- Are you gainfully employed, Marlowe? - I don't know.
- Where do you work? - I heard you. I understand English.
I'm a private detective. I have my own agency. Those girls are vicious.
I take a better picture now, but business hasn't been as good as it used to be.
You know a white guy by the name of Terry Lennox.
Who says I do?
His address book, and that yellow bomb downstairs in your garage.
- So? - Marlowe, just answer the question.
You wanna know what I did last night?
My cat woke me up in the middle of the night. He was really hungry.
I went to fix him his favourite cat food, Coury Brand, the only kind he eats.
I was out of it, so I picked something else up and the cat clawed the hell out of me.
So I went out to the Thriftymart - it's open 24 hours - to get Coury Brand cat food,
and they were out of Coury Brand cat food, son of a bitch.
So I got a couple of other cans. I came back and I switched the labels.
- The son of a bitch cat just left... - Will you forget the goddamn cat?
- Coury Brand cat food? - You got any?
We know what time Terry Lennox left the Malibu Colony and what time he got here.
Your girlfriends were so busy making hash pies, they didn't notice anything.
- What the hell is this, Marlowe? - It's a baby shoe.
Lennox left his car in your garage and then he went somewhere.
Since you went somewhere also,
it would seem logical that you went somewhere together.
Suppose you tell me where.
I don't have to answer any questions you ask unless you have a specific charge.
So if you don't have a specific charge, I'd appreciate it if you'd just go on down...
Dayton, do we have a specific charge against Marlowe?
- Goddammit. - We do now.
- Marlowe, if you broke my partial... - Come on. Your partial!
- Get up. - You're not gonna pull this shit, are you?
- Read it to him. - You gonna read something to me?
- You have the right to remain silent... - My rights. I got a lot of rights.
- You got any cotton candy? - Right profile.
Right profile. Is there a merry-go-round around here?
- Straight ahead. - Straight ahead.
My, my. You are a pretty asshole.
- My mother always tells me that. - Let's get some prints.
- Right here. - Thank you.
- We have a room for you. - You got a towel to wipe this off?
- Use your shirt. - This is my good shirt.
- You'll all be together in paradise. - Thank you.
They got you too, huh, man? How's your cat?
- Ran away. How's your girl? - She got busted at a protest rally.
I had to bust the pig that busted her, man.
Come on. Come on, goddammit.
- He's all yours. - I bought some cat food.
This is question and answer time.
Sit down. Sit down!
Sit down, Mr Marlowe. Don't dirty up our joint. Sit down, right here.
What's your name?
My name? Donald Duck. You know my name.
- What's your name? - My name is Philip Marlowe.
He's a real cutie pie, Lieutenant.
- A smart ass, that's what he is. - That's what I meant.
Why don't you learn to say what you mean?
He's a real smart ass, Lieutenant.
Hi, boys. Who's in there? J Edgar Hoover's in there?
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