Jesse Stone: Night Passage (2006) Movie Script

- You all right, sir?

- Yes.

So what are you doing here

at 4:00 in the morning?

I'm a cop.

- Got a badge?

- Was a cop, I'm leaving town.

I just thought I'd stand here

for a while till I went.

That your car?

-What division you work out of?

-Downtown, Homicide.

- Who runs it?

- Captain Cronjager.

I can smell booze on you.

I'm waiting to sober up.

Want me to drive you home in

your car?My partner can follow us.

I'll wait till I'm sober.

Okay.

Where you from?

Where you headed?

Massachusetts.

Massachusetts?

All the way to Massachusetts?

You gotta be kidding me, mister.

Massachusetts?

Paradise, Massachusetts is

a long way from home.

But it's been my home for 20 years.

In many ways, this town and I

grew up together.

I've appreciated the opportunity

to serve as your police chief

- and I tried never to forget...

- It's a sad day.

...that the trust

you so generously placed in me

had to be earned.

Not once,

but every day.

So, as I move on,

I just want to say

thank you.

So...

Before I start crying,

does anyone know a good joke?

So, this guy takes

his old dog to the vet

and he says, "Doc, it looks

like it hurts when he pees. "

Doc says, "How old is he?"

Guy says, "Twelve. "

Doc says, "He's peed enough. "

Not funny, huh?

Are you all right?

Going far?

Long way.

I don't see why you feel

the need to work.

I like it. It gives me

a sense of independence.

Is that new police chief

coming this week?

Yeah, from California.

That's a long away.

Why is Lou retiring anyway?

He's a relatively young man.

I don't know.

He said he's fed up with the job.

He's put his 20 years in.

Don't you have to be at the bank?

I can go to work when I want.

That'll look good on you.

Why don't you come back to bed?

I can't. I'm going to be late.

Sorry.

I've always wanted to drive

across country.Take the back roads.

I got nothing better to do.

What if you don't get the job?

Where are you?

Missouri, I think.

What's that noise?

I'm in a phone booth.

The phone in my room doesn't work.

It's raining.

You drinking?

Yes.

You need to be

carefuI of that.

I know.

Am I losing you, Jesse?

There's some danger of it, Jenn.

Tequila Sunrise.

Hi.

You come here often?

What's your sign?

Is there a hidden camera in here?

Gee, I was sure that would work.

My name's Sandy.

- And you are?

- Jesse.

I'm a student here.

I don't figure you for one.

Grad student.

Okay. I'm not in school.

-What do you do for a living,Jesse?

-I'm an insurance adjuster.

So, are you working on a case or

you have a thing for college girls?

- Both.

- I'm one.

- A case or college girl?

- Both.

And what do you do, Sandy?

I already told you,

I'm a student.

You're kind of old for me.

Everybody says that.

You want to go someplace?

That's a very nice offer, Sandy,

but I'm already going someplace.

I admire your spirit.

You know, just...

Take all the back roads,

get in the car and just drive.

I mean, I think it's great.

Fifty grand.

Lou.

It's the end of it.

Hasty, is there any other way?

No, there's no other way. Listen,

I just can't afford you anymore.

- We already picked your replacement so...

- You're just gonna have to pay him.

No, why would I?

The guy's pathetic, he's a loser.

He's just looking for a nice quiet place

to hide, and I'm gonna give it to him.

Yeah, well, he just might not be

the answer to that...

You know what? It's not your

problem. Don't worry about it.

Just forget about us,

forget about this town.

Hey.

Gonna miss you.

Go find what's at the end

of that rainbow, all right?

What time is it there?

10:45.

It's 7.;45 here.

That would be my guess.

-What are you wearing tomorrow?

-I don't know.

Wear your blue suit.

You look so handsome in it.

I wasn't telling you, Jesse.

I'm thinking about

going into therapy.

Well, do me a favor, Jenn.

If you see a shrink,

see a real shrink.

Not some idiot who reads your

aura and does crystal therapy.

I'm just so mixed up about things.

My career, and you, and me...

And Elliott.

I don't want to talk to you

when you're like this!

I made a mistake, but I don't see

why I should be singled out for it.

Everyone's goofed

off around here.

The Caine's a slack ship.The men

act like a pack of cutthroats,

the decks look like

a Singapore junk.

I take it, then, that you must

also strongly disapprove of leave.

Go ahead, Keith,

man to man.

Sir, I'm in no position

to approve or disapprove.

I only know that my conception of

a captain seems different from your own.

I'll take it

under advisement.

Since you feeI so bitter,

perhaps what's in the dispatch

will brighten your day.

As you can see, Keith,

I'm being relieved of command.

What are you looking at?

You're welcome.

Obviously, you know,

we think your resume is impressive

or you wouldn't be sitting here.

So this interview is

basically a formality.

But I am head of town council,

so I guess it's my job to ask.

We talked to your Captain...

- Cronjager.

And he speaks well of you, but...

He fired me for being

drunk on the job.

He said he thought it might

have something to do

with problems in your marriage.

I guess I did go off the deep end

for a bit, but I'm fine now.

So, it wasn't an ongoing thing,

you just went through a rough patch

in your marriage and you needed

a drink. I've been there myself.

You know, when a man like you with your

record applies for a job like this...

I just think you had a few

too many drinks, I mean...

Most of us would have done the same

thing under the circumstances.

I don't have a problem

here, do you, Lou?

No problem, Hasty.

You make sure you give

these to the kids.

I'm gonna miss you, Lou.

What's the new guy like?

He seemed nice,

-except he smelled like a brewery.

-You're kidding me.

Hi!

Hey, Jesse, this is Molly Crane.

Molly, this is Jesse Stone,

your new chief.

- Nice to meet you, Molly.

- And you.

This is Boomer.

Well, I was just packing up

a few things. I'll...

Don't let me run you out.

As a matter of fact,

I'd like to talk to you if I could.

Sure. Please.

Weird sitting here.

Is this a first-name department?

- Has been.

- Good.

- How you feel about retiring?

- Relieved.

- You didn't like being chief?

- Not really.

Pay's not worth the aggravation.

Tell me about the aggravation.

You, you're used to

a big force, big city.

Here, you're an employee

of the town.

And sometimes the

town and the police

don't exactly agree

on how things should get done.

That's exactly what I'm used to.

So, what're you going to do?

I was going to throw the fishing rod

in the back of the car and drive.

Never did that before.

Always wanted to.

Mr. Stone, it's your new boss.

Just press the lighted button.

Change your mind?

Listen, Jesse, we're having a little

fundraiser at our yacht club Saturday.

I think you should be there.

- I will be.

- Good.

Well, good luck.

Thank you, Lou.

Here's Lou Carson's badge and gun.

They belong to the department.

Thanks, but I got my own gun.

I will need a permit.

Yes, you will.

And I guess I'll need

some business cards.

Well, I think you

should get some.

What exactly do you do, Molly?

I'm a police officer.

Actually, most of the time,

I'm the dispatcher.

Who do you dispatch?

-Usually one of two people, small town.

-You know a good realtor?

I know who my boss would recommend.

I think I got a card someplace.

Officer Simpson just called. They have

a domestic dispute out on Sylvan Road.

I think you should be there.

Okay.

You know where Sylvan Road is?

No.

Thank you.

I don't think I smell like

a brewery. I was drinking Scotch.

- Jesse Stone.

- Luther Simpson.

Walk with me.

Carole Genest called us.

Said her ex-husband forced his way

into the house, threatened her.

- Who's the kid?

- Their daughter.

He's pretty belligerent. D'Angelo's

up there trying to calm him down.

Don't let her come in.

Why don't you give me the

divorce? What do you want?

- You want money?

- You got money.

- So what! So what!

- Anthony D'Angelo. How are you doing?

- Any more kids in the house?

- There's a couple of kids upstairs.

- Who are you?

- You got kids, Anthony?

Yeah, I got three.

-Do what you can to make them feel safe.

-Okay.

Hey, buddy, I said, who are you?

I'm the new police chief, sir.

Oh, yeah. I heard about you.

Only good things, I hope.

Oh, you're a funny guy.

Does Mrs. Genest have

a restraining order on you, sir?

Yeah, so?

He's gonna kill me one day,

the bastard.

-Did he say he was going to kill you?

-Every time I see him.

-Can you people do anything about him?

-Yes, ma'am, we can.

Did he hit you or

in any way assault you?

No, not this time.

She's okay.

Did he force his way in?

Yeah, yeah, I tried to lock the

door, but he's still got a key.

- It's my house.

- Has he assaulted you in the past?

Sure, he's beat the crap out of me

a lot of times.

Well, we probably don't have

an assault charge here.

We may get forced entry

even though he had a key.

But obviously, we've got him for

violating the restraining order.

Restraining order don't mean crap,

and you know it.

Yes, sir, I know.

I just go to court with my lawyer,

they issue a new restraining order.

I am out of there in 20 minutes.

That's the way it usually works,

especially if you've got some money.

Which I do.

So...

I guess that means I get to come

in here and visit my wife

just as much as I please.

Is that true?

You just said there's nothing

you can do about it.

No, sir, I said the restraining

order probably wouldn't work.

Isn't that the same thing?

Not really.

If you come near

this woman again,

if anything happens to her,

or her kids,no matter what,

no matter whose fault it is,

I will kick you around this town

until you look like road kill.

And if you're annoying,

like you were today,

I just might shoot you.

Stay here with D'Angelo

until Mr. Genest leaves.

What if he comes back?

I don't think he'll come back.

Molly, can I get a cup of coffee?

If you make it.

Just because I'm the dispatcher

doesn't mean I can't do police work.

We need to talk.

I should have introduced myself earlier.

I'm Abby Taylor, the city attorney.

Jesse Stone.

- May I call you Jesse?

- Of course, Abby.

Whatever the circumstances

of your police work in Los Angeles,

this is a town where everyone's

civil liberties are important.

Now, I can certainly sympathize

with Carole Genest's situation,

but you cannot go around

beating people up.

- Can I ask you a question?

- Of course.

You asked if you could call me Jesse.

I said you could, but you didn't.

- Excuse me?

- You didn't use my name.

What does that have to do

with you assaulting Mr. Genest?

Just seemed odd to me.

Do you have anything to say on the matter

of your assault on Mr. Genest?

The restraining order wasn't working.

Think of me as implementing it.

You really need to take

this more seriously.

You really need to take

this more seriously, Jesse.

You really need to take

this more seriously, Jesse.

No, I don't, Abby.

You don't make it easy, Jesse.

Joe Genest should be kicked

in the gonads once a day.

It was necessary to

get his attention.

The town council is prepared

to go forward from here,

but they would like your assurance

that something like this

will not occur in the future.

- It might.

- You don't give an inch, do you?

Jesse.

Have you had much experience

with people like Mr. Genest?

People in South Central L.A.

would keep Joe Genest for a pet.

Are you married, Abby?

No.

I don't see what that has to do

with the issue before us.

Me, either.

Have you ever been married?

- Yes.

- But you're not married now?

No.

- Divorced?

- Yes.

Jesse, one of the rules of conversation

is that when asked a question,

you don't give a one-word answer.

Okay, want to have dinner with me?

Yes.

It's good.

Holster your weapon.

You might want to

get into the habit

of keeping your finger

outside the trigger guard.

If you're handling a suspect,

you might get a sympathetic

response and shoot somebody.

And you don't just stand there,

you shoot and move.

How'd you learn

to shoot like that?

Practice.

So, in a fight, front sight.

You hear I was drunk

at my job interview?

I did hear something about that.

- Small town.

I wouldn't have

hired me, would you?

Well, I don't know.

Any idea why Lou Carson retired?

I don't know.

Hello, you've reached Paradise

Realty. Please leave a message.

My name's Jesse Stone. I'm

calling about finding a residence.

You can reach me at the

police station. Thank you.

- I'll start with an egg.

- All righty.

One egg. Now, you don't

have to use eggs.

Paradise Police Station.

- Hey, Molly.

- Hey, Lou. Where are you?

I don't know.

Doesn't really matter.

This just doesn't

make any sense.

Maybe you'll be

surprised about Stone.

He's got more iron in him

than I was expecting.

Yeah, maybe I won't.

Boy, does this guy have baggage.

Listen, Molly, there's

something I want you to know.

I always enjoyed

working with you.

And I consider you my friend.

Thanks, Lou.

Keep in touch.

Bye, Molly.

What are you doing?

I don't think he'll

do that again.

Maybe not if you're around.

He hasn't bothered

me since that day.

How long are you going to

stick around here for?

I don't know.

I'm worried about Michelle.

She's older...

- How old is she?

- Fifteen.

- Tough age.

- Yeah.

She took the divorce really hard.

- She hates her dad.

- That's too bad.

- You think so?

- Fathers are important.

- You want some more coffee?

- Yes, thank you.

- Luther?

- Yes, ma'am.

You get the house as

part of the divorce?

Yeah, yeah.

He's supposed to pay me alimony,

but he never does.

Must be tough to keep

the payments up.

Well, I...

You know,I got to pay taxes quarterly,

but at least there's no mortgage.

- Well, that's good.

- Yeah.

Joe bought it for cash

when we got married.

What's he do?

He works in Boston.

He never shared his work with me.

My ex-husband has

a very bad temper.

I learned very early

not to question him.

Besides, I'm not very smart.

I never learned anything in

school. I didn't even graduate.

Taking care of me was

his job, right?

Well, I'll talk to him.

You know, you're going

to need to be careful.

Joe's mean. He's gonna

wanna get even.

Joe's a fake.

Sometimes for a minute he knows it

and he knows that I know it, too.

He isn't really tough.

And you are?

Yes, ma'am. I am.

I find dealing with cash

unbelievably tedious.

Yeah, but you're

pretty good at that.

Started as a teller,

worked my way up.

I hear you had a little run-in

with our new chief.

Yeah, the son of

a bitch blindsided me.

I hope your little personal and petty

problems with him don't get in our way.

He's the chief of police.

So what?

I get $1,114,905.

You wanna do a recount?

I'll take your count.

Okay, well, then, your share

of my eight percent...

$22,298.

Oh, that's the wrong

number, Hasty.

We're equal partners now.

Well, Joe, I don't

want to diminish

your very valuable contribution

to this little enterprise,

but there's no way in hell

you're getting half...

Lou Carson's dead.

What?

He had a terrible accident.

What an incredibly

stupid thing to do.

Don't worry, they're

never gonna find him.

He knew everything.

Come on, he was a danger to us.

- He never would have said a word.

- What difference does it make?

He's dead.

That makes you an accessory.

So...

From now on

I get half.

Thanks.

I wouldn't have figured you

for a beer drinker.

I'm not. I'm a Scotch

on the rocks drinker.

Just didn't want to get drunk

on our first date.

Do you get drunk?

I have trouble stopping

when I start.

Is that what happened

on the job interview?

Actually, I had way too much

the night before.

I just made the mistake of having

one in the morning to steady up.

Well, he hired you anyway, so

he must have seen something in you.

- Maybe.

- Why maybe?

I wouldn't have hired me.

What's your take on our boss?

My father told me to never trust

a man that smiles all the time.

That's good advice.

If you want a Scotch, go ahead.

I'm willing to risk

it if you are.

Did your ex-wife ever remarry?

No, but she's in another

guy's bed a lot.

And that hurts.

Maybe it would help

if you got even.

I think coffee and donuts

tend to certify one's copness.

Thanks for buying.

I'm trying to prove

I'm a regular guy.

Luther your real name?

My mother teaches Sunday school.

She's a very religious person.

Named me after

some religious guy.

Gym teacher called me Spider

when I was in the fourth grade

and that stuck for a while.

- I don't see you as a Spider.

- Well, what do you see me as?

Stop the car, Suitcase.

- What did you say?

- Stop the car.

No, after that.

Drive around the block a couple

of times, Suitcase.

You gonna run me out

of here or what?

No.

You come here, you smoke dope.

I chase you out, you come back.

It's a waste of my time and yours.

-You gonna kick me in the nuts?

-That would be difficult.

You know,

-you can't prove I'm smoking dope.

-Doesn't matter.

So, why don't you just

leave me alone, then?

-Why don't you go to school?

-School sucks.

So, I guess you just think it's

okay to push me around?

-Am I pushing you around, Michelle?

-How do you know my name?

I'm the police chief,

I know everything.

You know, I saw you going

into the Gray Gull last night.

Small town.

Aren't you a little old for her?

I don't know. Maybe I'll ask her.

Did you have a drink?

Yes, I did.

So how come that's okay

and smoking dope isn't?

It's legal, and smoking

dope is illegal.

- So that makes it right?

- Nope, just legal and illegal.

- Well, that sucks.

- A lot of things suck.

You said stuff was just legal or illegal.

Well,what about it being right or wrong?

I'm not in the right and wrong business.

I'm in the legal and illegal business.

- You just don't want to answer.

- No, I don't mind answering.

Actually, that was

part of my answer.

You and I both know that

sitting around here all day

smoking dope isn't the right thing

to do with your life.

Who the hell are you

to say what's right for me?

The guy you asked.

Most people don't have trouble

seeing what's right and wrong.

Doing it is sometimes complicated,

but knowing what's right

usually isn't so hard.

And chasing you out of here

is obviously not the right way

to help you do the right thing.

- So, why are you still here?

- Trying to do the right thing.

It has a living area.

It has a kitchen with a dining

area and a half bath.

- Mrs. Hathaway...

- Cissy.

I think I want a house.

Excuse me, Jesse,

I don't mean to offend you,

but within your budget range...

You know, it's

the people from Boston,

they keep coming up here

and driving the prices up.

Actually, there is

a place I could show you.

It's absolutely charming.

You have the ocean on both sides,

and it's extremely private.

Pretty isolated.

Where's the garage?

Well, there isn't one.

But you just park your car back

there and take this bridge.

Might be a drag if you're

carrying groceries.

This is it.

Floors are originals of the house.

You don't see craftsmanship

like that anymore.

And it's very reasonable.

Well within your budget range.

- You mean, it's cheap?

- Exactly.

I'll take it.

I think you're going to be

very happy here, Jesse.

You think so?

-Well, thanks, Skipper.

-D'Angelo, please,don't call me Skipper.

- Your appointment's here.

- I don't have an appointment.

- Jesse?

- Yeah.

I'm Captain Healey,

State Police, Homicide Commander.

Nice to meet you. Sit down.

I work out of Boston,

but I live up this way.

- I've been meaning to stop by.

- I'm glad you did.

- You like Scotch?

- I do.

- Want some pizza?

- No, thanks.

I like pizza, it don't like me.

So, I hear

- you're up from L.A., right?

- Right.

-That's a long way from Paradise.

-Long way.

You worked homicide?

Yeah.

I know Cronjager.

How's it going?

I don't drink

on the job.

Good night, Skipper.

You gonna lock up?

- I will.

- Thanks.

So, I hear you used

to play ball.

Double-A, tore up my shoulder,

and that was that.

The Phillies signed

e as a pitcher.

- And?

- And I wasn't good enough.

You miss it?

Every day.

Lou Carson's dead.

Went off the road,

drowned in his car.

There weren't any witnesses.

The local police aren't even

sure when it happened.

Their ME says he's been in

the water at least a few days.

Found alcohol in his blood.

Lou liked to drink.

Family?

Divorced, lived alone.

So nobody reported him missing.

If the fisherman hadn't seen

his car in the water...

You released it

to the press yet?

Not yet. I'm gonna hold it.

Take a look at it.

Make sure it was an accident.

- Doesn't sound right.

- Why?

No reason.

Anyway, I thought

you should know.

Welcome to Northeastern Bell.

If you have any problems...

- Hello.

- Hi.

- You okay?

Not really.

Broke up with Elliott.

I'm shocked.

Don't make fun of me, Jesse.

It's too easy.

I'm sorry.

You think I'm a dreadfuI fooI,

don't you, Jesse?

I think you do foolish things

sometimes, Jenn.

I don't think you're dreadful.

Have you met anyone?

Yes.

Do you love her?

Not yet.

I don't think

I belong here, though.

-You mean, you didn't get the job?

-No, I got the job.

I'm just not so sure

they should've hired me.

- Are you drinking?

- Not on the job.

I'll need you to drive me

into town to pick up my car.

I called the towing garage.I'll clean

up the paint before they get here.

Leave it alone.

Thank you. Sorry about your car.

- Your boss called.

- You don't like him, do you?

I think he's a son of a bitch.

Anyway, he wants you to meet him for

breakfast at the coffee shop in 15 minutes.

I already had breakfast.

- Molly, I know you and Lou were close.

- Still are.

Lou's dead.

He drowned. His car

went off the road.

- But I just spoke to him.

- When?

First day out.

You want to go home?

Take the day off?

Molly, I don't want you to talk

about this to anybody.

Even Simpson, D'Angelo.

I'm sorry.

Who do you think

did that to your car, Skipper?

Jesse.

-Jesse.

-Come in.Close the door behind you.

I want this to be between

just you and me.

I need a hat.

We got hats, Skipper.

How do I put this delicately?

I don't like them.

I'm used to navy blue.

Can you have one made up for me?

PPD, silver letters?

And maybe you could have them

embroider "Chief" on the back.

- I guess so.

- Good.

Who's gonna pay for it?

- I will.

- Okay.

This may come as

a complete shock to you,

but I've been hearing

good things about you.

No, I couldn't be happier about

the job you're doing.

Well, I was under the impression you didn't

like the way I handled Joe Genest.

Well, officially that's true. But off the

record,I think he got what he deserved.

-So you know him?

-Well, I know who he is.It's a small town.

You sure I can't bring

you anything, Chief?

- No, I already ate. Thanks.

- Thank you, Tammy.

I understand that Captain Healey

was in your office last night.

- Yes.

- How's he doing?

I don't know, he just stopped

by to introduce himself.

Oh, I see. What did

you guys talk about?

- Baseball, mostly.

- Baseball. Anything else?

Not really. Why?

Well, it's just that we like to handle

our own problems here in Paradise.

In fact, if you do have a problem,

Jesse,I'd like you to call me first.

I mean it, I don't care if it's

the middle of the night, you call me.

- Anytime?

- Anytime.

- Well, I appreciate that, Hasty.

- Sure.

- Thanks for the coffee.

- All right.

You seem to have made a decision

not to wear a uniform.

- Oh, well, actually I...

- It's okay, I don't mind.

I'm growing really

fond of you, Jesse.

- I think I'm overdressed.

- I told you, small town.

But when I heard yacht club I was

thinking blue blazers and deck shoes.

Well, that's what Hasty's wearing.

The bow tie is his party trademark.

At Christmas, he has one

with red and green lights.

Sporty guy.

- Hi, Peter.

- Hi, Abby.

Jesse, this is Dr. Peter Perkins.

- I heard about you.

- Everybody says that.

-Peter has a very successful practice here.

-Really?

Jesse Stone. Abby, could

I borrow Jesse for a dance?

- A short one.

- Come on.

Nice meeting you.

- So how's the house coming?

- It's charming.

- Do you like my dress?

- Yes, I do.

Can you tell that I'm not wearing

anything underneath it?

I wasn't sure.

Is that something you might be

interested in seeing?

Here's the deal.

I like men and I like sex.

And assuming you're interested,

we could have something very nice

and very uncomplicated

with nothing at stake.

Wow.

Hi. May I cut in?

That was short. By all means.

I didn't know that

you knew Cissy Hathaway.

Yeah.

She found me my house.

And how does she

stack up as a kisser?

There's better.

Will trouble find you

if I use the facilities?

Hard to say.

Jesse.

Scotch on the rocks your drink?

Yeah, I had a feeling.

Want to get some air?

Come on.

Cheers. You having a good time?

Your batteries are low.

There's a switch.

Women are kind of hard to figure,

aren't they?

Yes, they are.

Yeah, I guess you've had your share of

trying to figure them out. Sexual problems?

- Excuse me?

- In your marriage.

Sexual problems. I mean, it's usually sexual

problems that make a marriage hit a reef.

No, we didn't have

any sexual problems.

- No?

- No.

When we were dating,

she was hotter than Cleopatra.

That's probably

one of the reasons I married her.

When we were dating,

we did everything except it.

She said she didn't want

to cheapen the relationship.

Kept talking about

saving it for marriage.

Then when we got married,

she wasn't interested.

She'd lie back, close her

eyes and think of England.

-I guess marriage is different than dating.

-Yeah.

You ever wonder why

you weren't enough?

Yes.

Cissy seem frigid to you?

- Hard to say.

- Oh, come on, Jesse.

She embarrassed us both

out there on the dance floor.

She seem frigid to you then?

No.

How come she's frigid at home

and hot with other guys?

I'm a cop, Hasty.

That's a shrink question.

Funny thing is

I'm still in love with her.

Lou Carson's dead.

- What happened?

- Car accident.

He was looking forward so much

to his retirement.

Hell of a thing to happen

first day of his trip.

How do you know it happened

on the first day?

Well, it was just

an assumption I made.

- It's a good assumption.

- I was fond of Lou.

I was very fond of Lou.

-What do you do when you have groceries?

-Well, you carry them across the bridge.

It's charming.

-Boomer's not eating.

-It's just the new surroundings.

He'll be fine.

Any plans to furnish

it at some point?

That's a good idea.

There is a mattress

in the bedroom.

Do you have a box spring?

I just want to know

what I'm getting myself into.

That's Ozzie. The best

shortstop that ever lived.

- And that would be baseball?

- Yes.

Thank you.

Jesse, what's going on with you

and Joe Genest?

No shrugging. I asked you

a question. I expect an answer.

Are you afraid of him?

Joe is stupid and mean

and he doesn't like me.

On the other hand,

if I had to, I could shoot him just

as easily as if he were smart and kind.

Hi, Jesse. Are you there?

You can pick that

up if you want to.

You said you were

trying not to love me.

Are you succeeding?

Well, that was just

getting interesting.

Do you still love her?

I'm not a good basket to put

all your eggs in at the moment.

Am I too young for you?

Is that another way of saying

I'm too old for you?

Come here.

How old is he?

- Ten.

- Do you see that? Right there?

That's polycystic renal disease.

His kidneys are failing.

What can we do?

Well, nothing, I'm afraid. It's

often the kidneys that go first.

- Did you breed this dog?

- No. Why?

He's not been neutered.

Any particular reason why?

Somehow I didn't think Boomer

would be Boomer without testicles.

Oh, well, be that as it may,

the end won't be pretty.

I think you need to put him down.

It would be the right thing to do.

Paradise Women's Club.

Makes me blush.

Maybe it's evolved into

a powerful force for feminism.

And maybe pigs fly.

- Did you see that?

- What?

Did you see Cissy get all

wiggly listening to Joe?

I'm telling you,

I think there's something there.

I don't see it.

I think he's plonking her.

- Plonking?

- Yeah.

And you can tell this

just by looking?

I can. I am wise in these matters.

And why is that?

Because I am blessed with a penis.

Hey, Stone. How about a drink?

Hey. Sorry I couldn't say hi outside

the vet's, but I was in a rush.

You're not following me around,

are you, Joe?

- How're you doing, little lady?

- I'm fine.

Yes, you are.

What do you do, Joe?

- What?

- For a living?

I don't see how that's

any of your business.

I was sorry to hear

about Lou Carson.

What about him?

He was killed.

Where were you

when it happened?

I got an alibi.

How do you know

when he was killed?

Whenever it happened,

I didn't do it.

Do what?

I don't got to listen

to this crap.

How long have you

known about this?

How long?

Couple of days.

Jesse Stone: Night Passage (2006) - full transcript