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Tonight on Spencer for Hire.

What do you say we do something physical to work off these calories?

What did you have in mind?

Daddy didn't pay me to hurt you just to make sure you didn't get in any trouble.

Everybody free to say no, thank you.

You're working without a nest, one slip and you're going down hard.

I wish we saw things more the same way. I used to wish I could fly.

Do you know a guy called Spencer? What about him? I got a job for you.

Like Boston, you don't want to alienate the sanitation department.

Either they had found out that I'd left my cans out overnight,

or somebody else was trying to put me out with the cans.

I thought it might not be a bad idea to buy a little short-term insurance

before my appointment at the university that afternoon.

Just in case it was trash day in Cambridge, too.

And since you get what you pay for, I went for the best.

Hey, Spencer! Hey, Jimmy, how's it going?

Uh, you didn't want to fuck it out, did you? No, what you mean?

Wife just gave me another kid. Hey, that's great! How many is that now?

And for the girls. Hey, where'd it go? Ha ha ha ha! It's good.

Can I help you?

Yes, I'm looking for the current issue of a bulletin for nuclear scientists.

A bulletin of nuclear scientists, I see.

You and that German physicist from MIT, the only two I'll sell all month.

I haven't seen you around the square before. You a foreigner maybe?

New on the faculty, maybe. How'd you know? Very easy.

You ain't a student because you ain't dressed like a bomb.

You ain' one of the regular professors because they dress worse than the students.

Yeah. That's various students. Well, I got eyes.

What do you teach? Advanced techniques for survival in the modern world.

Hey, Spencer, how about that, huh? Pick them or what?

Yeah, you can pick them, all right.

When you need a new partner, you know what to find. Sure do. Look, no paper today.

The news is all bad. But buy that new girl a doll for me, all, right? All right.

Hey!

Vincent!

Mr. Spencer, you're early.

Well, in my line of work, there's something very unappealing

about being referred to as the late Mr. Spencer. Spencer, this is Wilson Rannhill.

Hello? I do.

I just stopped by on my weekly visit to try to

entice Linda away from the life of academic

obscurity and over to the private sector. Ah, what part of the private-sector?

Pharmaceuticals. Rannhill Pharmaceutical, to be exact.

We're small and we're local, but we pay well. Good.

Your line of work, Mr. Spencer, is what?

Uh, Spencer is with the athletic department. Um, fundraising. Sports.

It's also very unappealing to be referred to as an

athletic supporter, but we all have our crosses to bear.

Yes. Well, until next week, Dr. Collins. Goodbye, Mr. Randhill.

Nice to have met you. Same here.

Nice smile. And your toothpaste too. Did you find Tony?

Tony Rustelli changes his address more times than he changes his socks.

I checked the health club that you told me about, where you've met.

He hasn't been back since.

I traced the phone number he gave me to his last apartment.

All I found there was a Luther Winnie and a couple with three fat kids.

I thought you were supposed to be good at this.

You know, you could save yourself the aggravation of my incompetence

and my fee by calling Boston PD. Ask for burglary. I told you.

I don't want Tony prosecuted. I just want you to find him. I have to talk to him.

Was there anything else taken from your bedroom besides the jewelry? No.

And you said the jewelry wasn't worth much, right? It's not what he took.

It's the fact that he took it. I want it back. And I want to know why he did it.

Is that such a difficult thing to ask? You wouldn't seem to think so, would you?

Linda Collins was lying, and I could see that she needed help.

She was also a friend of Susan Silverman's.

And Susan, employing her keen sense of feminine

logic, convinced me that helping her was the

thing to do. Logic and her winning smile will do it every time.

With time being, I wasn't sure what could be done for Susan's friend.

But I felt a hell of a lot better knowing

there was someone trusted keeping an eye out for runaway trucks

while I focused on Linda's problem.

So far, all I knew about the missing boyfriend was that Linda had met him at a gym.

All the people at the gym knew about him

was that he made his living off of frustrated women looking for a few hours of fun.

No, I can't be. Walk fast on Tuesdays. What? What?

To a guy who was taught to open doors for ladies,

it would be tough telling Susan's friend or boyfriend

rented himself out to the highest bidder. Maybe

he would have had a few more facts.

I'm sure that's Hawk.

Didn't your mother ever tell you that it's impolite to go out with one gentleman

and then spend the evening staring at another?

It just seems like we should at least say hi to him. I don't think so. Why not?

If it is Hawk, he knows it's you. So? Find a short name, please.

Did he say hello to you? No. Then he's working. What's he working on? What? Hawk.

Sue's Hawk only works the one thing, muscle and gun.

And sometimes he watches people. You mean he's watching someone in this room?

Yes, which means it's even more impolite to call attention to him.

Why does he do what he does? He's good at it. But he hurts people.

Only people who've hurt somebody else or who haven't kept a promise.

Well, that doesn't mean it's right. Straight out of the Old Testament.

Look, if you want to sit and pass judgment this evening, that'll be fine. Yes.

Let's talk about your friend Linda Collins. Maybe you can help me with her. Wow.

She's too jumpy to be concerned with missing earrings.

It's either something more or something else.

She's listed in the directory of American scientists. That's good.

She's doing important chemical research

on non-addictive substitutes for morphine and codeine.

And does that sound like a woman who would lie about jewelry?

Most people lie, Suze, when the truth is too tough.

Do you know something? Uh, yeah. I shouldn't be working here tonight either.

Look, what do you say we do something physical

to work off these calories we're about to ingest?

What did you have in mind?

Maybe going over to your place.

rearrange the furniture.

It sounds awfully strenuous.

Why don't we just concentrate on the bedroom

tonight and see how we feel in the morning?

It's your house.

The only trouble with Susan's suggestion was that

I had to be at work early the next morning.

like 12 30 a.m.

That's the time the mink and potato circuit was in full swing.

And the time a cat like Linda's friend, Tony Rastelli, was on the prowl.

I found him a little before two coming out of one of Boston's best hotels.

decided it was time for a formal introduction. Tonya, Rostelli?

I have an investor to be at. What is this?

You talk about it in a minute as soon as you say goodnight to your mother here.

Take a walk. The name is Spencer with a nice, you know, like the poet.

I didn't get your name yet, ma'am. I said take a walk?

Oh, walk these streets alone at night. Be a lot safer if I walk with you, Tony.

You know, that way we could have a little chat about how

you happened to come here tonight and pick up this nice lady.

Oh, sorry, Tony.

Tony, let me help you out of here. Would you call the police?

I think we're gonna need a witness to our difference

of opinion about what Tony's been doing here tonight. Oh, you gotta go, huh?

All right. Come on, Tony. It's OK, guys. It's a little bit too much to drink. Oh!

OK, come on, Toni. It' all right. Daddy didn't pay me to hurt you just to make sure

you didn't get in any trouble. No, we don't want Daddy mad at us, do we?

Who are you? I already told you that. Oh, where are you taking this?

I haven't decided yet. You're not a cop, are you.

You're NOT paying attention, Tony, I'm a private cop. I told you. What do you want?

I'm going to ask the questions. I'm better at it than you.

Come on, get in!

Hit it!

beginning to notice something. That the closer I got to Tony Rustele,

the closer got to being killed.

Since I valued my life more than a college professor's

missing hearings, I had to believe something else was missing.

Something worth two attempts on my life in one day. I thought I didn't want one.

It's not for you.

Sure.

Talk to me, Tony.

I got nothing to say. Oh, I think you do. I think he got lots to tell me.

see.

Oh, this is Hock.

He's alone with the shotgun. Yeah.

Maybe you'd rather talk to him. I've got to take a shower anyway, you know?

No, no, no. Hey, the only thing

I ever took from Linda Collins is what she gave me.

And what is your quote these days, Tony? Not for her.

$50,000? Ow!

Come on, Flex. She gave you 50 Gs for what?

And the three T's.

My time, talent and technique. Woman give you 50 cent, you owe a change.

Well, don't knock it if you haven't tried it, huh?

I do believe you've made Mr. Hawk angry.

Hawk, you've already iced one guy tonight. I'd explain that to the police, but I'm

going to have a little trouble explaining another one. My ripout is done.

I need him. They ain't giving you nothing but a hard time. Yeah, that is true.

I've got a midnight sale going on. Might as well give you two for the price of one.

I'll just be neat about it. I-I-I don't steal anything from her, man!

All I took was my end of the deal. What deal?

Come on, I can't tell you anything else. OK, OK, a guy came up to me.

He said if I ran the scam on her,

told her I needed the money to open up a gym of my own.

I could keep whatever she gave me, and he'd make sure she wouldn't ask for it back.

What guy?

That guy was tailing her. Knew

everything about her. He knew about me.

How long she'd been seeing me, where we went.

What we did, he had pictures even. I know how he got them.

You would. Get a license

like yours. License? What's his name?

Graves. Graves, Michael Graves

Yeah. Either one trying to kill old Spencer here.

Oh, wait a

second. I don't know anything else. Flex, I think you're lying.

No. No, that's it. That's it! I swear it! That's all I know!

Michael Graves, he's got an office on now. I know where to find him.

And I want you to find Linda Collins, all right?

She calls you. You make sure she finds you, all, right?

Because if you don't, I'm gonna have Hawk come

and bring you back here, and I'm not gonna care

what condition you're in when you get here, okay?

You big bully. Get

what you need? Oh, yeah. I live what you did to my

floor.

Deduct it from my bill. Oh, no, no. The performance was worth it. Look here.

You're really going to talk to the cops. Yeah, I got to.

I don't see anybody leaning on you. A

quiet conscience sleeps in thunder. Mm-hmm.

You ever seen a dog gnawing on a bone with all the meat, his gal? Yeah.

Doesn't do much to fill his belly, do it? Mm-hmm,

no.

You gonna leave me anymore? Well, I think I can handle this. Excellent.

You know, you'd be dull in this town without you.

Yeah, I think so too, actually.

Hawke was kidding, of course. This town could never be dull.

Boston, the birthplace of our nation, the cradle of liberty.

It's the city that gave us Benjamin Franklin, John Quincy Adams, and Michael Graves.

Michael Grave? Graves had a license that said we were in the same business,

and that bothered me a lot. Because he was the flip side of a moss-embedded rock

in the forest primeval, a regular slug fest. And I'm not talking boxing.

The balcony is blue in the face.

If my wife calls him out, if my mother calls him dead. Hey, nice place here, Mike.

Unidoc security, you think? I couldn't begin to tell you what it means,

but it sure is impressive. Spencer. What it means is I run a successful security

and surveillance operation. If you look at it, you'll see that I'm

for work as usual. I'm sorry. I don't need anybody.

Well, they canceled my subscription to the police

Gazette, so I thought I'd drop by and see how a state of the art detective works.

Police Gazette. Now that, I believe. Finsi, you're outdated. You're outclassed.

Come on, let me show you something.

Your methods are stone age. Too primitive for today's advanced technology.

Vance technology. Vance Technology. Vance. Vance, technology.

Yeah, that's my one throw back to the old fashioned days.

Anyone tries to break in here, there'd be a walk and an ad for kennel ration.

And these poochers love to clean their plates.

I'll show you the difference between a hack and a pro.

I suppose you still use your Rolodex and your filing cabinet, right?

Well, I have to. I used all the magnetic apples on my refrigerator.

Your $12,000 computer have the same address

for Tony Rustelli as my $0.89 spiral notebook? Tony Rustlli?

I never heard of him. Bet you never heard the guy who got his car washed

outside the Copely last night either, huh? Tour's over. Take a hike.

You're right, Mike. I am an old-fashioned guy.

The kind of guy who likes to deliver his messages in person.

If somebody else tries to run me over, I'm going to come over here and get so damn

primitive your head's going to spin.

Nice doggy. Good!

Stick with it, won't you?

Money going all the way to the top.

You're welcome.

What have you been doing

with your life lately? Like last night? Hello, Sergeant.

That's not an answer. That was a salutation, Sergeant.

See, my parents raised all their children to be polite,

no matter who it was we were talking to.

Must have been nice to have parents like that.

Mine used to just take a hairbrush to us every time we didn't tell the truth.

Last night. What time? What do we have to do this downtown? I was working.

For who, Spencer? You see that? No.

Now, he said somebody tried to kill him last night,

and, uh, somebody took out the hitter. Saved his life.

Somebody tried to get old Spencer. Who would want to do that?

a guy by the name of Quintos. We've been looking for him since the Polsky murder

in Brookline last summer. Now you found him. That ought to make you happy, Sergeant.

How come you wearing such a long face?

I don't like what you do, Hawk.

You got something else in your pocket. So as that shield says, I got to talk to you.

You're walking a tightrope. You know that? It's not an answer, Sergeant.

Not just an observation, pal. And I got another one for you, too.

You're working without a net. One slip and you're going down hard.

You think I shot this Quinto's dude, huh? Who said anybody shot him?

Actually, the car enlisted to cause the death is drowning.

It must have been a hell of a flood coming out of that hydrant, huh.

You know what, Sergeant? I don't like what you do, either.

I haven't liked it since the first time somebody just

like you roused me for hanging out on the street corner

when I was 12 years old, like I was supposed to be somewhere else.

So I started coming here to keep away from people like you.

Just what is it you expect me to do now? Why is that?

See, you leaning on me because you think I put somebody away.

You tell me that somebody is a man you wanted for murder.

Maybe you the one needs to wise up. Maybe you ought to put an ad in the newspaper,

offer whoever it was did get your job done for you a reward. Dinner with the mayor.

Passes to the garden. A job with your department even.

Yeah, that's a cute idea, Hawk.

I'll run it by the mayor next time I have dinner with him. Workout.

Oh.

Just with a record. Spencer

says he didn't see who pulled the trigger.

But if I were you, I'd start hanging out a different guy.

Well now, Sergeant, you're not me. And

I'm not moving. You understand that?

As long as you understand me.

And I just go chemistry everything I touch, tearing blue.

If you're looking for Tony Rustelli, here's where you can find him. Where was he?

Found him playing lounge lizard at the Copely Square.

He tells me it's pretty lucrative business if he got the lack of taste for it.

What else did he tell you? That he didn't take the jewelry.

What he did take was 50 grand, but that you gave it

to him satisfied and tickled pink. You're disgusting. Must be the company I'm in.

Thank you. You want to check or would Cash do?

I prefer Cash and the truth, not necessarily in that order.

You lied about the jewelry. I had to find Tony.

But he wasn't lying about the money, was he?

Well, that has nothing to do with you finding Tony.

It does if working for you makes somebody want to kill me.

It's all over.

You want to tell me how deep you are into this? Maybe I can help you crawl out.

I met him at a bar at the Commodore about five months ago.

He had a thousand and one line Susan and I fell for every one of them.

You can't throw away your life because of one mistake.

Molly and I, but Tony, it wasn't my only mistake.

I stole the money I gave him.

What? My research

was given a government grant. I had hands-on access to the funds.

The money you gave him belonged to the university?

And there's an audit on my research funding program on Friday.

I have three days to replace it. Have you told Spencer everything? Yes.

Now that I had the truth from Linda, I figured

the first thing I had to do was get back as

much money as I could from her jiggler boyfriend.

I went to Tony Rustelei's apartment.

That's when I found out that Tony was more afraid of someone

else than he was of Hawk. He vanished again.

Some habits are hard to break. Remembering license plate numbers on important cars

is one of mine. And what could be more important than a Rolls Royce?

Especially the one I pulled Tony out of the first time I found him.

So I told you they were really trying to find...

It turned out the rolls was registered to a Mrs. Brooke

Standish-Hombey, a blood relation to Miles Standish.

I found her at a charity function

she was conducting for the daughters of the Bay Colony Club. Of course, Father.

But this year, let's concentrate on modernizing the kitchen.

Well, the new wing can be our next year's project. Excuse me, Mrs. Hombey.

I speak to you for a moment. In private would be best.

Next year, I think we should have a mold to raise money for the children,

possibly at the daughter's Bay Colony Club. You got a suggestion. Maybe next year,

what we could do, uh, the daughters of the Bay Colonny Club, that is.

Maybe they could do something about abolishing male prostitution.

Now, I thing it's something that's gotten totally out of hand in the city.

Wouldn't you say, Father?

Mrs. Standish-Hombie wasn't real happy to see me again.

But she decided it was better for her to talk to me

than to have her priest hear her confession in public.

It turned out she had Tony Stache in the back bay town

how she kept for more private social events.

Tony?

Tony.

After checking Tony Rostelli's pulse, finding out it wasn't there, I called Susan

to let her know I was sending Linda Collins over to get her out of the way.

The second call I made was to Mrs. Holmeby.

To warn her, she probably had about an hour

to explain to her husband why the body of a young stud

was found in an apartment she was paying for before the police did it for her.

When that was taken care of, I called Marty Quirk.

The base of the crane. Somebody cave dinner's head on it. Every year.

That's two bodies in as many days, Spencer. Now, do we talk here or do I take you in

and kill everybody's evening? Drugs. Drugs? Yeah, drugs. Why?

Because that's what my clients working on, synthetic

compounds, what they call designer drugs.

Maybe it's time I had a talk with your client. She didn't kill my guys.

Deb, because he knew too much. Hey, I don't know enough.

Neither do I, but I know where to start. Look at that. Wait a minute.

Did I say you could go someplace? I'll give you a call. Spencer?

Don't say anything. Why? I just don't want to hear it. That's what.

What are you talking about? He's a good cop. Who?

Come on, you know who I mean, and I know what you're going to say, so don't say it.

Look, Lieutenant, my lips are sealed.

Now, I got the full report from the medical examiner,

and there's only one thing I don't get. What?

How come you let Spencer just waltz out of here like that?

Who's he protecting this time anyway?

Lieutenant, don't you think we ought to at least keep him on a short leash?

It took most of the day and a pleasant drive out

to Conkard before I found the perfect female companion

for the evening I had planned.

Sit. Sit. Good dog. That's a good dog.

Although I didn't think Phi Phi was a proper name

for a partner in crime, considering what I had to pay for,

I knew she'd handle herself like a professional.

and the states of America, and to the republic

for which it stands, one nation, under God,

indivisible, with liberty and justice for all.

Yep.

Take charge.

Sorry, man.

Duty calls.

Mm-hmm.

Same as my 89 cent spiral notebook.

I'm surprised to see that Renhill Pharmaceuticals

would import sodium chloride all the way from

South America, knowing that sodium chloride was a homegrown product.

The fact that sodium chloride is also common table salt didn't make sense either.

I thought it might be a good idea if I checked the source myself.

The truth, I said.

Everything I said. I couldn't tell you all of it.

Then you shouldn't have told me any of it! You don't have to yell at her.

Well, somebody's got to yell a at her?

I don't think she hears very well, or thinks very well.

All those degrees, how can you be so dumb? Answer. Earring, Seuss.

She tells me I'm looking for earrings.

Two people dead, you're probably next on the list.

We're talking major league narcotics here. Millions of dollars.

And she doesn't want to say anything. Don't you think that's dumb?

I think that is dumb. All right. All right, it's dumb.

Everything I've done is dumb.

Crazy.

I don't know why I needed somebody like Tony, but I did. And I trusted him.

I didn't just give him the money.

I gave him me.

I've never given myself to anyone like that.

I never wanted anybody so much.

And now I...

Now he's...

Linda, Linda, he's not worth it. Hey, there, am I? Just leave me alone.

I can't do that, Linda. Now look at me.

The only mistake you made was being human. People make mistakes.

And the sooner you realize that, the sooner you can start solving your problems.

What?

What can I do now?

Linda.

I don't care how or why you got in trouble.

Just tell me the truth and I'll help you.

He knows, Mr. Rinhel. I tell you, he tapped into my computer. He got everything.

He got the data on Tony Rustelli. He got your disk. Your disk?

I know Spencer. He's going to put it all together real fast.

Red Hill.

It was warehouse 43. We've had a break-in. I'll take care of it, Mr. Inhill.

No, you won't. You're not smart enough and your men aren't good enough.

I want the best muscle in this city, and I want them now.

Well, I know the man, Mr Inhill, but it's going to cost. It's going cost big.

I'll meet his price. Get him.

Look, Mr. Hawke. Mr. I like that. I just need a little more time.

Just a couple more weeks. You've got a deal. I'm good for it. I swear.

Man, words no good. He's good for nothing. Oh, God.

I got a family, three kids. I didn't do what you said you do.

You took the money, you didn't pay it back.

What are you going to do to me? Nothing. I don't have to.

I gave my word to you, understand? And I keep my word.

Please don't hurt me. Don't do that,

man. You bag. Don't crawl.

Ain't it bad enough you doing drugs,

keeping a woman running up debts you can't settle? Straighten up, man!

I don't have the money. Get it. How?

Yep, he engine new it in.

Where... where... where'll I find you?

You're old and mad, not me. You pay him.

You see me again? It'll be someplace you won't want to be.

Mr.

Park.

I'm Michael Graves, Private Investigator.

I got a job for you.

What kind of a job?

Well, do you know a guy called Spencer? What about him?

He's causing a lot of trouble for a client of mine. He doesn't know when to quit.

Mm-hmm.

So this client of mine thought maybe you could make him listen to reason.

That's not a job. That's a challenging career.

I think you'll find that the salary is commensurate with the task. How much?

How does $25,000 sound to you?

Have you had dinner yet?

Uh, no.

Right on the little behind schedule, aren't you?

Get more behind.

What's up? Got a message.

From who? The man that sent the trash truck. Wilson Redhill. You working for him?

I work for the man with the gold in his teeth, Spencer. You know that.

That's something you should know.

I got a root canal plan for that guy and his buddy Graves, too. Yeah, so?

So I don't like drug dealers. I've seen what drugs can do to people. So have you.

Free country, Spencer. Everybody free to say no, thank you.

And why don't you say no thank you to Randhill? Somebody else take his money.

I'd like that better. He might not take the time to talk it over.

Oh, look, I'm not going to spend any more time talking about it either.

Look, you're working for Randhill. We're in different corners. Ain't no news, babe.

I told him that. Well, you can tell him I know what his game is, too.

He tried to get Linda Collins to sell him a formula

she's been working on for designer drugs.

And when she wouldn't do it, he got Graves to come up

with something he could blackmail her with. Tony Ristelli? Yeah, she had a weakness.

Graves used it against her. She needed money for Risteli.

She took it out of a pot that didn't belong to her.

But I promise you this, she will pay the piper before I let her deal with Renhill.

Slow your road.

Desire the drugs, run it. Synthetics. Laboratory miracles.

Legal highs with a kick of heroin. The one that Leonard

Collins is working on

is a non-addictive painkiller like Morphe. But she legitimately created a laboratory

for the benefit of science. He wants to give some fancy name and sell

on every street corner. It'd be worth millions.

He'd have it locked up by the time the government

could figure out what to do about it.

It'd be too damn late. No wonder he's so anxious to keep you out of the way.

I broke into his warehouse.

He's got enough cocaine to keep this city supply for the next year.

I think you might be able to forget what you found. What do you think?

I think it might be a good idea.

Walk.

I wish we saw things more the same way.

I used to wish I could fly.

OK, $50,000. You tell him I want $50 thousand to keep my mouth shut.

That's how much Linda Collins took that didn't belong to her.

He gets her off the hook and me off of his back. Doesn't get him his designer drugs.

Keeps him out of prison. And that's where I'm going to put him if he doesn't deal.

What about that computer disk you took? He want that back? $50.000.

What about the little lady, Jack? I'll talk to her!

You won't.

Getting hail and graves degree in a meeting place to make the exchange was easy.

The only problem was that a promise from guys like that

is worth about as much as a handshake from Hitler.

I figured this one wouldn't be Marcus of Queensburg.

I didn't think we'd be meeting again, Mr. Spencer.

I wish we'd never met in the first place.

The money first.

You know, you don't look the type to be importing cocaine, right, Hill?

That's why I'm good at it.

That's where I've got a big piece of the trade up and down the eastern seaboard.

Now you are, Linda Collins.

To help you manufacture legitimate drugs you can sell on the street.

Ah, cocaine is becoming too dangerous. Too much competition.

How many amateurs in the sea lanes? It's become a regular thieves' bazaar out there.

phase that operation out, move into something new. Like non-addictive morphine?

Why not? The market can certainly support a new substance.

I've already got a distributional set up.

In the long run, it's a multi-million dollar operation.

An initial investment of 50,000. Isn't all that much.

It's gonna cost you more than that.

You can't have Linda Collins.

We had a deal. I said I'd talk to her. I did. We both agreed.

There's no way you're getting that formula.

I don't like drug dealers, Renhill. And I don' like blackmailers.

Death I can deal with, but not your kind. Tony Resteli was a weakling who lost.

I'm not going to let the same thing happen to Linda Collins.

Now learn the columns.

Give me the disc.

Ah!

Nice doing business with you.

Good show. How about the girl?

The girl stays at the university. She does research.

You've got a problem.

I always start working overtime to something I want to show you.

chicken wire.

and the bust.

Well, guess no sense in working for a man can't pay his bills, huh?

I wouldn't think so.

might end up driving something like this for the next 20 years.

The best laid plans of mice and men going off to Gly. Is it worth it?

A Gly off the track.

Aren't you glad you're gonna still be around and translate stuff like that for me?

Oh, yeah.