Night Moves (1975) - full transcript

Beep! How I hate
these goddamn machines!

This is Nick, babe.

I got one for you, Har.

It needs a real live detective
and not one of our computers.

There's a lady
called Arlene Iverson -

...1536 Sunset Plaza.

She's lookin'
to get her daughter home.

She's an old friend of mine -
used to be in the movies.

Maybe you remember.

If you take the job,
stop by the office tonight.

I'll give you what stuff
we have on Arlene, okay?



Bye-bye, poops.

These two match,
but I'm not sure.

Where's my old lady?

Your old lady's
in the office.

Be careful!
That's ivory!

Good hands.

Ohh...

It's too late now, Mr. Eben,

as it has been too late
since Monday.

Wha-

no, look, I-let's - let's
just forget the whole thing,

past, present, and future.

I'm sorry!

Goodbye!



What brings you
across the tracks?

Oh, I just have to go visit
one of the... Beautiful people.

Oh? how'd you get to meet
one of the beautiful people?

It's one of Nick's handouts.

Have you had any second thoughts
about joining his agency?

Mnh-mnh.
that's not an agency.

That's an information
factory.

I'd go bananas there
in one week.

Can I get some cash?

Yeah, it's right there.

You gonna be late tonight?

Oh... I don't know.

Why?

Charles and I are going to see
a Rohmer film -

"My Night at Mauds."

Wanna come?

I don't think so.

I saw a Rohmer film once.

It was kind of like
watching paint dry.

Shall I come back?

No.

Is she taking it?

She wants to see it in place.

Charles...

When are we going bowling
again?

You seem to get
some weird kind of satisfaction

from this sort of thing,
don't you?

Are you the kind of detective

who, once you get on a case,
nothing can get you off it -

bribes, beatings,
the allure of a woman's body -

that was true in the old days -
before we had a union.

Well, my daughter Delly -
would you believe "Delilah"?

My husband
was a film producer

who wanted to produce
biblical epics.

- Well, she's gone.
- How long gone?

Two weeks.

I'm used to her
staying out nights,

so at first, I didn't worry.

How old is she?

16.

You got any idea what she does
with her spare time or...

Oh, yeah, she, uh -
she hangs out with freaks.

She smokes marijuana.

Gets laid, I dare say.

You have a name for any
of these, um, freaks

that she hangs out with?

Yeah,
a creep called Quentin.

I called him, and he told me
Delly had left town,

told me not to bother him,
and he hung up.

Well...

You have an address
for this Quentin?

Yeah.

I'll need
a picture of Delly,

preferably one taken
in natural light.

Mm-hmm.

This is my second husband,
Tom Iverson, the bum.

The only thing I got out of him
was a new name.

That's after I quit acting.

Did you ever see me
in anything?

Well, I was never... Big -
not really big.

There are a lot like me -

you know - studio premiéres,
studio romances,

not much talent.

But I got lucky and grabbed off
one of the big guns,

Irving Grastner.

Oh, I had lovely tits...

Even if I do say so myself.

They're sitting on
a little bit of silicone now,

but when
they were up for grabs,

they were really
something special.

Delly didn't do so bad
either.

All right. Go find her.

Well, let's say $125 a day
and legitimate expenses.

You can get cheaper.

Can I get better?

You're hired.

Well, for them
that don't have football,

there's always religion,
right, Har?

You ever miss it?

Not a bit.

You ought to get your money
into those guys.

They're appreciating
faster than real estate,

especially now that
the Mexicans got their backs up

about their art treasures
being ripped off.

Excuse me.

I hate to tell you what this
little piece of crap is worth.

Don't you like 'em, Har?

I would if they didn't all
remind me of Alex Karras.

Yeah, here it is -
the tape on Arlene.

She likes big guys.

That ever buy you anything?

Arlene and me go way back.

Arlene Iverson -
maiden name, Carson,

age, 45, born Scottsdale,
Arizona, October 3, 1927.

Father owned hardware store,
discharged bankrupt in '33,

died, 35-
self-inflicted gunshot.

Attended Scottsdale
high school.

Did not complete curriculum.

Came to Los Angeles in '44,

enrolled in Lee Spellman's
acting studio,

placed under contract
to universal studios, '46.

Appeared in 8 films between
'46 and '49- all minor roles.

Married Irving Grastner in '49.

Played leads in three films

for husband's
independent production company.

Retired in '56.

Daughter Delilah born, '57.

Sued Grastner for divorce, '62.
Grounds - mental cruelty.

Grastner countersued
on grounds of adultery,

naming, among others,
Thomas R. Iverson.

Divorce granted.
Grounds - mental cruelty.

Custody of child
awarded to subject. No alimony.

Grastner set up trust fund
for daughter.

Trust includes residence,
plus securities and property,

yielding approximately
$30,000 per year.

Subject's sole support
is income from this trust,

so long as she retains custody
of daughter.

Grastner died in '64.

His will expressly excluded
Arlene Iverson.

All assets to daughter
on 25th birthday.

Medical history - breast
silicone, Myerson Clinic, '61,

hysterectomy
at Lundgrass Center, '69,

following removal
of ovarian cysts, same place.

Admitted Lundgrass Center,
may '70, after auto accident.

Information supplied

indicates admission
result of bodily assault

and coincidental

with separation
from second husband, Iverson.

Nice meeting you.

Likewise.

Hi. anybody home?

Yeah, up here.

Why don't you watch it
downstairs?

That thing
will kill your eyes.

Who's winning?

Nobody. one side's just losing
slower than the other.

What's wrong?
You have a hard day?

How was the movie?

Pretty arty.

Did Charles like it?

He thought it was yummy.

We had a bite to eat
afterwards.

Hmm.

Can you come downstairs
and watch the game?

Yeah, I'll be down
in a minute.

Harry?

Hmm?

I'm gonna make some cocoa.
You want a cup?

No, thanks. I'm fine.

Hey, Quentin...

Are you Quentin?

Who's lookin' for him?

"Moseby Confidential."

What kind of bullshit name
is that?

Oh, it's not so hot, I guess.

At least it doesn't have an eye
printed on the card.

I'm looking
for Delly Grastner.

Delly isn't around here
anymore.

You got any idea
where she could be?

Is she visiting friends?
Is she meditating?

Did she join a commune?

Delly's idea of a commune
is her and a guy on top of her.

When's the last time
you saw her?

Screw off, mister.

Hey! what is this?!

What happened to your face?

I won second prize
in a fight!

Where was the last place
you saw Delly?

In new Mexico.

I went down there
on a job!

A movie location -
something for Warner Bros.

Delly went with me.

One of the stuntmen -
Delly started hittin' on him.

When I left, she stayed on.

What was
the stuntman's name?

Marv Ellman.

Is he the one
you had the fight with?

Any message
if I run into Delly?

Just be drivin' a truck.

Yeah, they really get to you,
don't they?

Can I help you with that?

I can manage.

I'm going your way.

What is this?

I'm Ellen's husband.

I'm not surprised.

I thought Ellen would tell you
sooner or later.

Why?

That's the way she is.

She didn't tell me.

I saw you
coming out of a movie.

How'd she take it?

I haven't spoken to her.

You haven't spoken to her?
What's this about?

I wanna know
what I walked into.

Ask your wife.

Hey!

Let's pretend
I'm asking you.

How serious is it...

...you and Ellen?

For me,
it's not too serious.

For Ellen, ask her.
I'd be guessing.

It seems to me, you're the one
it's serious for.

I'm beginning
to get you in focus, Moseby.

You know,
Ellen talks a lot about you -

about the kind of guy
you are,

about what a great athlete
you were.

But you were different.

You were brighter.
More sensitive.

Stick with you and Ellen!

She told me you were
left by your parents

when you were very young

and brought up
by relatives -

knock off the goddamn crap!

I don't wanna know
what she told you about me!

You should.

It's a clue, isn't it?

Isn't that what you do -
look for clues?

Didn't you track down
your parents and find them,

"Mr. Keen Tracer
of Lost Persons"?

You sure you weren't
trailing Ellen when you saw us?!

Well, take a swing at me, Harry,
the way Sam spade would!

Why didn't you come to me?

I wanted to see
what he looked like.

Well, are we gonna
talk about it?

It's your ball.
Run with it.

Oh, don't start
with the sporting metaphors.

I couldn't stand that.

T- this isn't something we can
pretend doesn't involve you.

What is this "We" bullshit?

I didn't get caught
fucking Marty Heller.

Why did you go to him
before you came to me?

Because I didn't wanna
be lied to.

How do you know
I would have lied?

You've been doing
a pretty good job of it so far.

Why didn't you come up to me
outside the movies

when you saw me with Marty?

That would have really
been terrific, wouldn't it?

I stand there
with my thumb up my ass

while you introduce him
as some client

or some faggot friend
of Charles.

But then, when I came home,

then you wanted to trap me,
make me incriminate myself.

Then you could go
get the evidence,

like I was one
of your crummy divorce cases.

It's a wonder
you didn't photograph the bed!

You're really prime, Ellen!
You know that?

I catch you screwing
another guy,

and you attack my lifestyle!

Your lifestyle
has nothing to do with it!

It's a joke!

At least the job
Nick offered you had -

I don't want
Nick's fucking job!

Any more
than I want your job!

I like doing
what I'm doing!

Doing what?!

People ask you to do boring,
trivial, sordid things,

and you do them, and if
that weren't good enough -

oh, turn that thing off!
I can't hear myself think!

Lucky you.

Harry...

...I think if you'd asked me,
I would have told you.

Yeah?

Yeah, well...

...we won't know now,
will we?

Keep it coming, Marv.
Leave the cars.

Get the bag up good and high.

Keep firing in the police car.

Hit the smoke, Joe!

Hit your smoke, Marv!

Smoke!

Crazy son of a bitch!
Fly that plane!

Beautiful, Marv.

Hey!

That's pretty good.

Very good, boys.

Here we go.

How was that, okay for you?

How's that for you?

Jeez!

He flies good.

Crazy bastard.
He does everything like that.

Guys like Marv
make me feel old.

Well, I am old.

I'd say
we saw the same movies.

Hey, aren't you the Harry Moseby
who played ball for Oakland?

Yeah! I saw you
in the pro bowl.

What year was it, now?
Uh, '64?

'63.
yeah, we lost 17-21.

Yeah, yeah!

You made the interception
against that big running back.

Now, what was his name?

Willy Hazel.

Willy Hazel.
Big, big mother!

Hey, that was a great move.

Yeah, it stuck pretty good.

One of these days, Ellman!
Up yours!

She was only around
for about a week, I guess.

Wouldn't you say, Joey?

- It just seemed longer.
- He didn't approve.

Listen, Delly has had it
rough enough up till now.

She needs you
like she needs a third leg.

Joey's okay, except
he likes to play Delly's daddy.

See, the thing is...

Me and Arlene -

we got it on together
a couple of times.

There's nothing like
having a mother and a daughter.

It gives you sort of
a kind of... Perspective.

Know what I mean?

What about the guy
she came with - Quentin?

Oh, that weirdo.

He's a magic mechanic,
all right, but he's a freak.

He got pissed 'cause
Delly was turning on to me.

Tells me to stay away.

Next thing I know,
he throws a punch.

I knocked him down
a couple of times.

Joey came in
and rescued him.

I was telling Harry
about the fight.

The kid should have had
a pipe wrench to even things up.

Did she say where she was going
when she left?

Just lit out.
Didn't even thank me.

Well, if that's it,

there's a little lady
over at the bar,

needs a fellow like me
to buy her a drink.

See you, Har.

He'd fuck a woodpile on the
chance there was a snake in it.

Hell, it ain't easy, Harry.

I tell you, I know Arlene
from a way back,

when she was married to Tom,

and I watched that Delly
grow up

from squirming around
on guys' laps

to - well, studs,
like that Marv there.

And it ain't the most
cheerful thing I ever saw.

You think Delly knew that Marv
and her mother were making it?

A blind man on a galloping horse
would have known.

Arlene ain't Lillian Gish.

I'm sorry!

Hey, listen, you don't mind
having your drinks spilled

by a sweet little ass
like that, do you?

Hey, pops,
what were you drinking?

Here, let me buy you one.

You tell me.

Is that... Rye?

With water.

And the same
for my friend here.

Yes, sir.

Shit!

Would you believe me, letting a
kid like that get through to me?

Some days, you know...

Hey, kid.

Kid, it's okay. Okay.

You know, I've been doing
this thing most of my life,

and all I got left
to show for it

is a muscle in my arm,
my camper,

and two ex-wives who wait
for the postman every month

like it was
the second coming.

And the world
is getting smaller,

the kids are getting younger,
and I am getting drunk.

If you like,
you can sleep in my camper.

Thanks.
I'll take you up on that.

I'll see you, Joey.
Thanks a lot.

On your way, huh?

What's Quentin doing
down here?

Oh, we ran into some trouble
on the stunt plane.

Oh, what is it
with that Ellman?!

He drives this thing
like it was a truck!

The brakes are gone
on both wheels,

I had to change
one of the tires,

there's chips on the prop!

Hi, Quentin.

Well?

How long will it take you
to get it flying again?

For Marv? Right now.

Shit!

Gotta keep him and Marv apart,

and still finish the gags
on this picture.

You think you got troubles.

I gotta go back to L.A.
and see the black widow.

Well,
keep your legs crossed.

Hey, you ever see
Tom Iverson?

Uh, it's been about a year,
year and a half.

The last I heard,

he was taking tourists down
the Colorado river on rafts.

He's another guy
that can only do one thing,

and that has gotta be crazy.

We ought to have reunions.

See you back in the smog.

Hey, let's take in a ball game
when you get back to the city.

Caught me in my bath.

I'm sorry.

Oh, that's all right.

You could have joined me.
It's a big bath.

Maybe some other time
when I'm feeling really dirty.

I ran into a friend of yours
down in new Mexico.

Oh, really? Who's that?

Marv Ellman.

Oh. how's Marv?

Where do you know him from?

Around the house.

In the bath.

He was one of the stunt guys who
used to hang around the house

when I was married to Tom.

Was Delly around then?

She was just a kid.

How much of a kid?

Oh, I don't know - 11, 12.

And she was jealous
of every one of them.

Hey, what's it all about,
Moseby?

Delly had one of your scenes
with Marv Ellman in new Mexico.

That dirty son of a bitch!

Where's Tom Iverson?

T- Tom?!

What's Tom -

what's Tom
got to do with it?!

I think maybe she's trying
to even up the score.

I don't know.

The last I heard, he was running
some dumb charter boat

down in the Florida keys.

How long ago?

Six months.

Would Delly have
any way of knowing that?

I might have mentioned it.

My guess is that I should go
down there.

Y- you're going to go
all the way to Florida

on a guess.

No, I'm gonna fly
all the way to Florida

on your money,
Mrs. Iverson.

That's up to you.

Go ahead.

I thought you said
you'd wait till I got here.

I had to stop
by the office.

Then you're going
to the airport.

The plane leaves at 11:00.

You just got back
this morning.

The girl I'm looking for
may be down there.

Couldn't that wait a day,
so we could talk?

I can't work up
much enthusiasm for talking...

After hearing it
all played back through Marty.

Why'd you have to
talk to him -

about my father -
all that?

I was trying to describe you
to myself, not to him.

I was trying to remember what
I admired and loved about you.

You sure picked
a funny place for it.

Oh, the hell with it.

Let's not make
such a big deal out of it.

You were screwing around,
you got caught.

Happens all the time.

Not to us.

Go tomorrow.
One day can't be -

Ellen, either way,
I have to go.

Why?!

So you can pretend
you're solving something?

There's notice
of a rising barometer

and prevailing clear weather.

That indicates no precipitation
will be falling

over south Florida.

Hello!

Yes?

This is Tom Iverson's place,
isn't it?

That's right.

He's not here just now.
We're closed for the day.

You got any idea
where I can locate him?

He may be here tomorrow.

What's it about?

I just wanted to
ask him a couple of questions.

You sound like
you might be the police.

My name is Harry Moseby.
I'm a private investigator.

Tom's stepdaughter, Delly,
is missing.

Ran away from home.
I'm looking for her.

You got
something to verify that?

Yeah.

What do you got 'em for?

Well, there's a big demand
for dolphins.

Lots of people want them.

You'd be surprised.

People buy them
for their swimming pools.

They think it's chic
to have a dolphin for a pet.

Like that craze
for baby alligators

in New York, years back.

When they got bored with them,
they flushed them down the John.

Now they got
a sewerage system

swarming with blind, albino,
shit-eating alligators.

I'm not too sure
I believe that.

You're not one of those
intent-on-the-truth types,

are you?

Well, not religious about it,
no. But I, uh...

Delly's here.

What, now?

This very minute.

Hey, where are we going?

Over there.

If you wanna swim,
it's a mile.

If you wanna follow me,
it's 6.

I'm burning a lot of oil,
so I'd stay well back.

Okay.

You gonna tell her
who you are?

I don't know.

Is she liable to, uh,
take off?

Not before
she's tried to lay you.

She's pretty liberated,
isn't she?

If we all get liberated
like Delly,

there's going to be fighting
in the streets.

Hi.

Hi.

You been down here before?

Pretty funky.

There's been
some great storms.

Feels like
everything's gonna blow away.

I really like that feeling,
you know?

How old are you?

40.

I guess you like things
to stay the way they are.

It depends
on how they are.

I like things to change,
no matter what.

Is that Tom?

It ain't Lindbergh.

I'm here to pick you up.

Did you tell her?

No, I, uh, I thought I'd wait
and talk to Tom first.

We've got a visitor.

Huh? who is it?

Thanks.

I don't know.

Por nada.

are you gonna
take me swimming tonight, Tom?

I don't know.

I wanna go.

You thought
I was bald, right?

How long have you been
on the keys?

Long enough.

And you don't like it?

I like the sun.

I'm convalescing.

What from?

A terrible childhood.

My father used to
blow his nose with his fingers.

That'll do it every time.

Anyway, down here,
I'm a pretty good-looking chick.

You don't think so
at the moment, but stick around.

Okay, start em' burnin'!

You mind if I ask
what the setup is?

Are you with Tom?

Is, uh, Delly hanging it out
for Tom?

What are you
with all these questions?

You some kind of detective?

You are kind of edgy,
aren't you?

It's the heat
and the low wages.

Eee-ha! come on!

Give me a ride! Whoo!

Home is the hunter.
Home from the hills.

The sailor home
from the sea.

Get yourself
a drink, Harry.

Oh, I got the grill!

How about you eat mushrooms,
and I'll eat your steak?

The greatest part
of the world.

Damn right.

Oh, hell.

If I go up on the mainland now,
I get nervous.

I gotta come back down here
and put my tank on,

go out and sit on the bottom
for half an hour...

Just to get my head straight.

Listen, is there still much
smuggling going on around here?

Do dogs have fleas?

Cuba's only 90 miles away,
and it's getting closer.

Hell, there's always
a buck to be made.

How are you, uh -

how are you figuring on
getting her to go back with you?

Oh, it's simple enough.

There's just
one complication.

What's that?

You.

Me?! why?

You're her stepfather.

You can be back here
with the cops, and I -

oh, hell, you aren't going
to the cops, are you?

Well, that would
be my next move, yeah.

Oh, hell!
You don't have to go that far.

Well, I've come
to take her back to Arlene.

Oh, yeah, but the cops -
my god, she's just a kid.

She been
giving you any trouble?

What kind of trouble?

Trouble you wouldn't
want the cops to know about.

Well... she, uh...

Harry...
you're a pretty straight guy.

And I'm gonna tell you -

I want that kid
the hell out of here.

You see, I, uh -
I got pretty foolish with her

and I... And -

well, you've seen her.

God,
there ought to be a law.

There is.

Hi.

Hi.

I'm getting you settled in.

Thanks.

Where do you want this?

I borrowed your shirt.

My clothes were wet.

You know,
I read in a book once

that, when a man sits in a chair
like that, he's afraid of women.

It sounds reasonable enough
to me.

Is chess hard to learn?

This isn't easy, believe me.

I brought you some ice.

Thanks.

Want a drink?

Sure.

Mind if I use your shower?

Mine doesn't work so good.

Be my guest.

Por nada.

Did she offer you
the key to the city?

Well... no, it was, uh,
more like a sightseeing tour.

How do you resist?

Oh, I just, uh,
think good, clean thoughts

like Thanksgiving,
George Washington's teeth.

You beating yourself?

It's a position
from a game played in 1922.

Do you play?

I know the moves.

Well, black had a mate
and didn't see it.

Queen sacrifice...

And three
little knight moves.

Check.

Check.

Check.

That's nice.

I'll bring your shirt back
in the morning, okay?

Show me that again.

Aw, it's a beauty.

Yeah.

But he didn't see it.

He played something else
and he lost.

Must have regretted it
every day of his life.

I know I would have.

Matter of fact, I do regret it,
and I wasn't even born yet.

That's no excuse.

You guys have a good day.

See you tomorrow.

Did you come
to get your shirt back?

No, no.

Okay.

No, I came to tell you
that I'm a private detective...

Hired by your mother...
To take you back to L.A.

Are you kidding?

No, I'm not.

Well, you can forget it.

I am not going back
to that bitch!

I'm afraid
you don't have much choice.

Go screw yourself!

Delly!

Delly, you're either gonna
go back to L.A. with me,

or I'm gonna turn you over
to the cops...

hey, Delly! What's wrong?

This old pervert
keeps flashing on me!

Go away,
you fucking bounty hunter!

You're not gonna
earn anything off of me!

Kill that son of a bitch!

Ugh!

She doesn't want me.

It's the money.

I know Arlene.

And so does Tom.

He hates her
as much as I do!

He's my stepfather,

and unless he says so,
I'm not going back!

Where's Tom?

He's gone out.

When will he be back?

I don't know.

He gassed up
for the whole day. Why?

I want to get Delly -

I want to get her on a flight
to L.A. today.

I'm not going back
unless Tom says I have to.

I know what he's gonna -

Paula, did you hear
what that son of a bitch...

Ah, well, what the hell.

Who's in such a
hurry anyway, right?

Why didn't anybody ever tell me?

There ain't nothing
I can do about it, Delly.

You gotta go back with him,
and that's all there is to it.

Bullshit!

Hi, Moseby.

Oh, god, do I need that.

Take Delly out swimming
tonight, will you?

Sure.

Did you come out
to make sure I didn't swim away?

No.

I just came out
for the ride.

What happens if we just
keep right on going?

You'd end up
in the Yucat?n.

You been there?

Not yet.

What did you do
before this?

This and that.

I taught school...
I kept house...

I waited tables...
I did a little stripping...

I did a little hooking...
And I trod a lot of water.

Sounds kind of bleak.

Or is it just
the way you tell it?

Do you ask these questions

because you wanna
know the answer,

or is it just something you
think a detective should do?

I just want you to know
I'm here.

Did you know that...
Sharks can never stop swimming

because they don't have
any flotation sacs?

I didn't know that.

Stick with me, kid.

It ain't much fun,
but it's educational.

Harry Moseby, isn't it?

Right, first time.

Okay, folks, I guess this
is as good a place as any.

Uh-huh...
tropical fish!

It's the Alaskan finger fish.
It's very rare.

And that's the dorsal view...

Look at those sharks
after you, swimming.

You're worried about sharks,
with Delly in the water?

Well, I guess I'll have to
just tough it out.

That's right.

Come on in!

Your little girl's
waiting for you, Harry.

Do I really have to?

Agh! Paula!

What is it?

Quick, Paula!

Stay there!

- Do you see her?
- No!

Slow down the boat!

What is it?!

Do you see her?!

Jesus god!
Look at that!

What?

What is it?

Oh, my god.

Oh.

Aaah!

Delly! Delly!

Aah! aah! Aah! Aah!

Stop talking.

Here.

Ohh!

Come on.

Got it?

Get the water out of her!

Hold on.

The fish! The fish!

All right. Come on.

The fish ate his face!

Take it easy.

Good girl.

You're okay.

She'll be fine.

I saw his face.

What was that?

Marker for the coast guard.

Poor bastard.

Can you manage her?

Yeah.

That's right, just one -

the pilot of the plane.

Yeah, I left a float
for a marker.

That's right.

Sure.

Listen...

You took my phone number,
so you can call any time.

Okay.

Nothing they can do
tonight.

They'll have to go out
in the morning.

Ah, boy.

You know, this is a bad area
for - for accidents.

It's like that stretch
up the other side of Miami -

devil's triangle -
did you ever hear of it?

They got more missing planes
and boats than you can count.

And I don't mean
little planes, either -

Navy planes, military,
big ships, tankers -

you name it -
all up the whole coast.

I wonder how long
he's been down there.

Well, won't know that
till they bring him up.

Where you going?

To my room.

Sleep down here on the couch.
You'll be more comfortable.

Tom, let her go.

No.

Attagirl, Paula.

Sleep well.

Party over?

Tom couldn't last the pace.

You had
a very funny reaction to -

out there.

I guess it was seein'
the dead guy.

Where were you
when Kennedy got shot?

Which Kennedy?

Any Kennedy.

When the president got shot,
I was on my way to San Diego,

to a football game.

When Bobby got shot,
I was sittin' in a car,

waiting for a guy
to come out of a house

with his girlfriend.

Working on a divorce case.

One of those times I wish
I was in another business.

Why do you ask?

It's one of those questions

everybody always knows
the answer to.

No.

It was that poor bastard
in the plane.

I remember Bobby
when he got shot.

The newsreels -
they made it look

like everything
was happening underwater.

The first time
anybody touched my breasts,

it was a boy
called Billy Danruther.

The nipples stayed hard

for nearly half an hour
afterward.

Don't you think
that's sad?

No.

I think it's kind of nice.

I don't.
I think it's so fuckin' sad.

I come from a small town.

I grew up in a small town
in upper New York state.

Malone -
do you know it?

You should -
it's part of your heritage.

Benjamin Franklin
slept there.

You remember Ben Franklin -

he's the one
on the $100 bills.

Please.

Oh... oh.

Harry Moseby, isn't it?

Right.

Right.

Wha-

it's all right.

It's all right.

What's the matter?

What's the matter?

Hey, hey.

It's pain -

it's all right.
It's all right. Come on, now.

It was all...

You're just having
a nightmare.

I want to go back
to L.A. tomorrow!

Can we? Promise?

Sure, I promise.

I promise.

Go to sleep.

I like being patted
like that.

It's supposed to remind you
of before you were born -

your mother's heart beating
on your back.

Do you think
you can remember back that far?

Listen, Delly, I know

it doesn't make much sense
when you're 16,

but don't worry.

When you get to be 40,
it isn't any better.

Did you ever run away
from home?

No.

No, me and my parents, uh -

we had
a different arrangement.

I think people are shitty.

You're okay.

Hmm.

Yeah.

Yeah, I'm an Ace.

Paula?

Hi.

Um...

How are you?

You gonna be
all right now?

Hey...

You sure you won't need us
for the coast guard?

Oh, I don't think so.

Paula ought to be able to tell
them all they need to know.

Well,
we'll be seein' you.

Thank you.

Oh, that's all right -
you deserve it.

I'm very pleased
to have Delly home.

Tell me,

did you have much trouble
persuading her to come back?

No, not a lot.
It was easier than I thought.

How'd you know
she was home?

Delly called me
from the airport -

get up!

You don't care what you drop
Delly back into, do you?

Somebody says, "Go find
my daughter," you find her!

Somebody says, "Go spy
on somebody," you do that!

Quentin!

Quentin!

You're worse
than the fuzz!

They're upfront about what kind
of bastards they are!

You stay
the hell -

get out!

Are you satisfied, man?

You've brought
another happy family together!

Come on!

You little -

those are
the new advent speakers?

What is this, Moseby?!

They fill the room nicely.

What game is this?!

It's no game. I just, um,
I just wanted to see you.

Did you have to come out here
and break in?!

I thought I did, yeah!

I think Harry would like me
to leave.

Well, I don't think
that's necessary.

I think
Harry thinks it is.

Harry thinks if you call him
"Harry" one more time,

he's gonna make you
eat that cat.

I'll wait on the deck.

I'm back.

I'm gonna give up
the agency.

You don't have to do that
for me.

It's not for you.

I'm doing it for me.

Why did you change
your mind?

I don't know.

I don't know.
I don't know.

Do, uh...

Whatever you want.

These seats are shit!
Last year you got great tickets.

Every year
you're out of the league,

they move you back 10 rows.

You still serious about wanting
to get some stunt work?

Oh, I don't know.

What the hell?! That job
I offered you is still open.

Hey, I just finished getting
an extra's card for Delly.

For Delly?
How come?

Arlene asked me
to try to fix it up.

- Where do you know Arlene from?
- Way back.

What's your name?

Joey Ziegler.

I don't think you were
one of the names.

What names?

One of those
she cheated on Grastner with.

I'm one of a small,
select group.

We hold meetings
in a telephone booth.

Bonjour, private eye!
It's your last case speaking.

Have you found
any more little, runaway girls?

Harry, I want to talk to you
about something.

I think you might be interested
to know who -

How are you, Harry?

I'm fine...

Lousy.

You know.

Yeah, I know.

You really giving up
the business?

It looks like it.

How you been?

More lousy than fine.

Yeah.

You're different.

Am I?

Mm-hmm.

How?

You seem very remote.

No...

I'm just thinking
about...

Things.

Anybody I know?

No. not even anybody
I know.

My old man.

Was he really so unlike you...
When you met him?

I never met him.

But...

I thought...
You stayed with him.

You told me - for a week.

Well...

You know, I was really
pretty proud of myself,

the way I tracked him down.

I followed all the clues...

Followed him from job to job,
from city to city.

I finally found him
in Baltimore -

some rooming house...
On hibiscus Avenue.

I went up to the door.

There was a little card
there.

It had his name on it.

Then somebody
pointed him out to me.

He was in the park,
on a bench, sitting there -

just a little, old guy

reading the funny pages
out of the paper...

Mouthing the words
with his lips.

I just sat there for a while
and watched,

and then... Went away.

Why did you never
tell me this?

I don't know -

just something
I wasn't terribly proud of.

Hey.

Standing 6 feet away
from my father,

and then just walking away.

Trouble is,
after the first 6 feet,

it's hard to tell
whether or not

you're jumping
or you're falling.

We've taken a long time
to get this far.

I don't want
to pour it all away.

Please.

Please.

Harry!

The girl you brought back from
Florida - what was her name?

Delly Grastner. Why?

I just heard on the radio -
she's dead.

I'm sorry.

Oh, god.

Okay, roll it, please.

You know,
this wasn't even a stunt,

just some silly-assed
keystone kop gag.

The green car -
that's Delly and me.

The stunt.

We didn't kill
a goddamn chicken.

There's been a wreck!

There's been a wreck!

And it's real!

oh, my god!
Help! Somebody!

That's the "B" camera -
another angle, same stuff.

Is that Quentin?

Sure. we had some trouble
under the car -

muffler or something -
and he went in and fixed it.

What is that camera there?

Hmm?
oh, that's some, um,

cockamamie student
16-millimeter documentary

or something.

That's Delly and me again.

It was around that... Corner
that it...

It was so simple!

Is there any other film
on the accident?

Yeah.

Yeah, the kids
got some part of it.

I'll have 'em roll it for you.
I don't want to see it.

Will you roll the 16,
please?

Yeah, I can understand
why you didn't want to see it.

Well, it just reruns itself
in here anyway, so...

Look, Joey, um...

Could Quentin have -
now, forget why he'd want to -

could he have futzed
that car?

You mean
when he was underneath?

Well, any time.

No, I don't see it.
Look, Harry, I did it.

I was the driver...

The fuckin' driver.

Harry...

The thing is,

the kid seemed so much better
when she came back...

Like she - like she got it
all together more.

Did you notice that?

No.

No, I, uh, never saw her
after I brought her back.

I had a call from her,
but I wasn't in.

Hey!

Hey, Joey...

Look...

Take it easy, huh?

You're lucky you didn't get
wiped out with her.

That's not the way
it happens.

You heard.

That's right,
Mrs. Iverson.

I heard.

Is that why
you're in mourning?

Get out of here,
you son of a -

you get it all here,
don't you, Arlene?

What?!

You get it all.

What's that
supposed to mean?

That's supposed to mean that
I don't like you, Mrs. Iverson.

Delly never had a chance
with you as a mother.

She was on a downhill slide
right from the start.

So, I'm not grief-stricken.

What does that make me?

You know,

Delly isn't the only kid
who ever had it rough.

W- when I was her age,

I was down on my knees
to half the men in this town.

I'm sorry
the poor little bitch is dead,

and, when the time comes,
I'll cry for her,

but you won't be around
to see it, Mr. Smartass Moseby.

So, uh...

Out.

Out!

What are you
doin' here?

What happened?

It was an accident.
I saw it.

What do you want, Moseby?!

Somebody murdered her.

Who?

I don't know
what you're talking about, man.

The only one that gets anything
out of Delly dying is Arlene.

Then how'd she do it?
Who helped her?

You're crazy! I don't know
what you're talking about.

Why were you at Arlene's house
when Delly got home?

Delly called me
from the airport -

what about?!

About Ellman.

The stuntman?

Didn't she tell you?

What about him?
She didn't tell me anything.

That was Ellman in the plane...
On the bottom.

That was Marv Ellman?

Yes.

Why didn't she tell me?
I was right there.

Because she figured
you did it.

You futzed the plane!

She was crazy! She thought
I still had it in for him,

- but I didn't do it!
- You killed her!

What would I want
to kill Delly for?!

Because she figured out
you killed Ellman!

Marv Ellman dead?

I called Florida.
God damn it!

They never reported the plane
to the coast guard. Why?!

I still can't get over it.

He was a crazy son of a bitch,
but he was a hell of a guy.

Does Tom Iverson
know Quentin?

Yeah, sure, they've both been
into stunt gags for years.

Sure, Tom knows him.

There's
no other explanation.

Quentin is tied in
with Iverson.

They didn't report the plane
in the water.

Ellman's plane, your car -
two dead.

Quentin!

I still don't see
the connection.

My bet is he's in Florida...
With Tom.

Let me know, huh, Harry?

Mr. Moseby, your flight
is boarding at that door.

I hate airports.

I'll be back, uh,
no later than Friday.

Mm-hmm.

There's something wrong there.
I can figure it out.

Then tell the police
what you know.

Oh, god.

Decided not to?

I don't think this is going to
solve everything.

But if you didn't go?

Now, look, I know
you've been alone a lot,

even when I was around.

And I know when you get...

When we get like that,
we reach out for other people.

Marty was a...
Distress signal.

Fortunately,
we were passing by -

I didn't mean just you.

I know
what you didn't mean.

You're gonna miss
your plane.

If you don't go now,
you can't come back.

Please hurry, sir.
Thank you.

...Key west is calm.

Throughout the region,
on the Gulf of Mexico,

the winds continue
south by southwest,

changing to southerly
by morning.

The barometer reading...

another tank?

...and rising.

...anticipated high for the day
in the low 80s.

where's that other regulator?

It's right there.
Look for it.

Okay, bowline.
Let's go.

...not expected to...

Hello, Harry.

You killed Quentin,

didn't you, Tom?

Pain in the ass.

He came pushing around,

threatened to go
to the coast guard about Ellman.

He wouldn't believe
it was an accident!

Talkin' about Delly, the cops!
I didn't want to put -

watch the propeller!

Aahhh!

Goddamn fools!

Tom!

No!

Jesus!

Come on!

You ridiculous -

Cut it out!
That's enough!

Aahhh!

Oh, my god! Tom!

He's still breathing.

If you want him dead so much,
why don't you kill him?!

Fuckin' fools!

Hit! hit!

What the hell is goin' on?

I want to know, god damn it!
What the hell -

don't we all?!

Cut that out!

I've been listening to your
ping-pong talk long enough!

What was in Marv ellman's
plane - drugs?

Was it drugs?!

No! no drugs.

We were smuggling in something
from the Yucat?n.

It's a piece of junk
worth half a million,

according to Tom.

They've been flying it in
piece by piece.

The crazy bastards
have been at it for months.

It's crazy!

The whole thing - crazy!

Where is this
half a million dollars' worth?

It's out there -

over the shelf, out past
where we found the plane.

All right,
come on, let's go.

You mean you're gonna solve
the case and find the Booty?

That's right.

Can you dive 80 feet?

No.

Then you're lucky to have me
with you, aren't you?

Get on.

Come on, Harry.
We're gonna catch the sunrise.

What were you getting
out of it?

Me? oh, some change...

A little more fuel
for the flight...

A bus ticket for the next stop
after key west.

I got into it
because I got involved with Tom.

I got involved
with Tom because...

He was the only man around

who got nicer
as he got drunk.

It may not sound
like much to you,

but, believe me, in these parts,
it's a good deal.

That night
after we found the plane,

Tom went back out there,
didn't he?

That marker you left -

that was for him,
not the coast guard,

so he could move your piece
of junk away from the plane.

And you kept me
out of the way.

Something like that.

You told me fairy tales...

About Malone...

...Billy Danruther...

The president getting shot...

...your erect nipples!

What does it matter,
Harry?

I want to know
what it's all about!

I told you!

You - what the hell
are you all about?!

You're asking
the wrong questions.

Why don't you
just be content?

You've solved the case.

I didn't solve anything.

This... fell in
on top of me.

Why don't we just
keep on sailing, Harry?

Why not?

There's the marker.

It'll only take a couple
of minutes to go down,

but it may take me
a little bit longer

to get your boodle up.

Why don't we let
the coast guard do it?

Scared I'll try to make it
to the Yucat?n underwater?

Paula!

Get out of the way!

Paula! go down!

Go on down!

Paula!

Swim way!

Get out of the way!

Get out of the way!

Shit! You bastard!
Bastard!

Bastard!