All language subtitles for Hunter S01E12 - The Avenging Angel

It's me, Rick. Your
avenging angel.

I'm the guy who's been
taking over for you.

He's walking in what he thinks

are hunter's footsteps.

So he's committing
murder for me.

I'll just have to find a
way to make it up to him.

I didn't realize you
were so photogenic.

I don't like being
followed, Arnold.

I need someone to
watch my back for me.

I don't know where this
guy's gonna pop up next.

Works for me.

♪ It's when I started
doing handstands ♪

♪ and you didn't
stop and think ♪

♪ so I raised my arms
and started screaming ♪

♪ but you didn't even blink ♪

♪ it's so sad you don't know ♪

♪ how I got this low ♪

♪ I forgot to lose you ♪

♪ it's so sad you can't tell ♪

♪ when I'm starving
in your hell ♪

♪ for a little attention ♪

♪ I could light myself on fire ♪

♪ but I'm pretty sure
I'd run to the ground ♪

♪ just shave myself
bald and get naked ♪

♪ but I'm not that profound ♪

♪ it's so sad you don't know ♪

♪ how I got this low ♪

♪ I forgot to mention ♪

♪ so sad you can't tell ♪

♪ when I'm starving
in your hell ♪

♪ for a little attention ♪

So I mirandized
Dr. Pierpont a second time

when I got him to the station.

A second time, sergeant.

You mirandized the
defendant twice?

Yes, I did.

You mirandized the
defendant for the second time

because he was
unconscious the first time,

isn't that right?

Well, I don't know
if I'd describe it

as being unconscious.

How would you describe
a man that you had hurled

through a plate glass window

and down 2 flights of stairs?

Your honor, I must object
to that last question.

It's wholly irrelevant.

If counsel is trying to
intimidate the witness...

Look, the man came at
me with a tooth drill.

What was I supposed to do?

Stand there, let
him fix my overbite?

Woman: Your honor, I'll
withdraw the question.

Just one more question.

You would have
never had any cause

to investigate this case at all

were it not for an
anonymous phone tip

received at the police
station, isn't that right?

That's correct.

Thank you, sergeant.

Judge: You may step
down, sergeant.

State calls William Wakefield.

Bailiff: Raise your right hand.

Do you solemnly
swear to tell the truth,

the whole truth, and
nothing but the truth?

Thanks for showing up, McCall.

What'd you do, forget
to set your alarm?

This is your bust, hunter.

I'm just here as an observer.

What I heard when
I came in the door,

I can't say I'm sorry I
missed your performance.

That's defense
attorney Nell Armstrong.

She's like an octopus.
She twists everything.

Mr. Wakefield, would
you tell us, please,

about the conversation
you overheard

in the martelli restaurant

on the night of
November 16 of this year?

Which conversation
are you referring to?

The conversation
between the defendant

and Ken "the rat" weintroff.

Mr. D.A., I know how

when I was in your office

I told you about, uh, how, um,

Dr. Pierpont was,

um, was trying to hire, uh,

the rat to kill
his wife and all,

but, uh, you know,
now that I'm here,

i'm... I'm under oath and all.

I gotta tell you the truth.

It was real dark in
martelli's that night

and, uh, noisy, too.

So... so I just can't be
sure exactly what I heard

or who was actually
doing the, uh, talking.

I'm real sorry.

Your honor, I have a
statement from this witness.

Your honor, it's obvious
that the state's case

is nothing more than blind,

unfounded faith
in an anonymous tip,

and I must move for dismissal

of all charges with prejudice.

Both counsel will
approach the bench.

How about that?
They got to Willie.

Yeah, well, one way or another,

Armstrong always
seems to come out on top,

doesn't she?

Male lawyer: Your
honor, give us a recess

so I can have a little
chat with Mr. Wakefield.

Armstrong: You mean so
you can intimidate him

into changing his tune.

I resent the implication...

Judge: Now, listen, both of you,

Mr. Wakefield has
no more credibility

with this court.

However, since this is
only a preliminary hearing,

and since sergeant
hunter has convinced me

that the state does
have the makings of a case,

I'm going to dismiss
without prejudice.

If the state wishes to continue

its investigation,

bring the same charges again

when the case is stronger,

this court will
not stand in the way.

And that's how
I'm going to rule.

Thank you, your honor.

Thank you, your honor.

Hunter, it's not your fault.

The bust was justified.

Look, the guy tried
to take a contract

out on his wife,

then he decided
to kill her himself,

so he jammed her
up full of Insulin.

Yeah, now she's in a coma.

All you gotta do is
prove your case, hunter.

Is that too much to ask?

Hunter: I just want things
to be equal, counselor.

Yeah, you get to buy a witness,

we get to buy one.
You know, like that.

Wait a minute.

I'm getting really
tired of your accu...

Armstrong: Look, I don't
buy off witnesses.

Well, then you tell
me what happened here.

I had an open and
shut case on this guy.

Believe it or not,
the case isn't closed

once you decide who's guilty.

Not unless you're planning
on being judge, jury,

and executioner as well as cop.

Let's go.

See you later.

Who's that?

None of your business.

All right. Ok.

His name is Ted hawk.

Ted hawk.

The forgetful U.S. attorney?

Forgetful, what do you mean?

Well, he forgot his briefcase.

He left it over at your
house last night, didn't he?

Hey, you're not too lovesick

to keep from helping
me nail pierpont, are you?

What do you need me for?

Well, when I talked
to him last week,

the rat denied everything.

Oh, you think I'm going
to have better luck, huh?

Feminine wiles triumphing
over brute force?

No. I thought more
along the lines

of you take the back
door, I take the front door,

in case he tries
to make a getaway.

All right, you can count me in.

I just hope the
rat is as obliging.

Yeah, well, if he's
not, it's dead-end time.

My only hope then is that
the whole bunch of them

get hit by a bus.

Starting with that lying
scumball Willie Wakefield.

Come on. Let's
go pick up the rat.

Hunter: Give it up, weintroff!

He decided to cooperate.

Get him out of here, Dave.

Radio: L-56, this
is dispatch, over.

This is l-56, over.

Radio: Just got word of a t-a

you and hunter might
be interested in, McCall.

A hit and run. A '73
yellow Ford pinto

just took out a pedestrian.

Deceased is I.D.'d as
William Wakefield.

Yeah, thanks.

When you wish upon a star.

Got it there right on the curb.

Hardly a traffic Lane.

Hardly an accident.

Well, what brings
you here, counselor?

Well, for reasons
known only to me

and my psychiatrist,

I listen to the police bands.

What happened?

McCall: Well, just an experiment
to see which was tougher...

The human body or a '73 pinto.

I'd say the '73 pinto
won out, wouldn't you?

Listen, for the record,

I don't like winning
cases this way.

Well, for the record,
you haven't won it yet.

Man: That's right,
Rick. She hasn't.

Hunter: I don't
think Mr. Wakefield

will mind us dropping in.

Wait a minute.

All right, what
are we looking for?

Money. The kind
you pay to somebody

when you want them
to lie in court for you.

Man on tape: Hey,
Willie, it's the rat.

Just wanted to remind
you to rise and shine,

have a good time in
court this morning,

and I'll talk to you later.

Rat: Heard you put on
quite a show, Willie boy.

Well, we're all real pleased.

It's about 11 A.M.
I'll catch you later.

You lie low now. Bye.

Hey, Willie, it's the rat.

It's about 11:30 A.M.

Listen, meet me at the corner

of eastbrook and alayno.

There's an empty lot there.

You'll be real pleased. Bye.

Hey, hunter.

Yeah.

Come here.

All right. Good girl.

You know, I don't
understand one thing.

How could the rat
have called Willie

at exactly 11:30

when we were having a
shootout with the guy

at exactly the same time?

I don't know. Maybe his
watch was off or something.

And why wasn't there
music in the background

of this third call?

Yeah, well, don't worry
about it. We got the bribe money.

You got the tape that
lured Willie to his death.

That should be more than enough

to convince the rat
to give up Dr. Pierpont.

We'll tie up the loose
ends later, hunter.

I think we ought
to bring in the doc.

Well, you bring the doc in.

I have to go to the market.

The market? McCall,
you're on a case here.

You're on a case.

Because I promised Ted

I'd make veal marsala tonight.

It's his favorite.

It's his favorite.

Oh, no, not you.

We just finished cleaning up

the broken glass
from your last visit.

What? Hey, doc.

Quick recovery.

Yeah. It's incredible
how being released

has made my arm all better.

Hey, listen, you're
under arrest again.

Didn't you listen to
the judge this morning,

sergeant hunter?

He dropped the charges.

Uh, but you're
under arrest again

for the murder
of Willie Wakefield.

Uh, yes, Nell just
called to tell me

about Willie's
unfortunate demise.

But I assure you that I
had nothing to do with it.

Why should I? Willie
was on my side, remember?

Yeah, we also have the money

you paid to Willie
to lie for you.

And I'm afraid
we're going to have

to reschedule you
for a later date,

say, right around
the year 2010. Come on.

But I have patients in there.

Doc: You were right, hunter.
There is something odd

about that last phone
message from the rat.

Tape: Hey, Willie, it's the rat.

It's about 11:30 A.M.

Listen, meet me at the corner

of eastbrook and alayno.

There's an empty lot there.

You'll be real pleased. Bye.

Uh, watch how the lie
low message plays out.

Hey, this is the rat.

Heard you put on
quite a show, Willie boy.

Well, we're all real pleased.

It's about 11 A.M.

Now see how you got
your highest spikes

on the words you give
the most stress to?

First word in a sentence,

the important
words, punch lines.

Rat: About 11 A.M.

I'll catch you later.

You lie low now.

Now watch the very last message.

Hey, Willie, it's the rat.

It's about 11:30 A.M.

Listen, meet me at the corner

of eastbrook and alayno.

There's an empty lot...

Almost all the words spike high.

So what you're saying is

that the last message
was not the rat's voice.

It was an impostor's.

No, no, no, it's the
rat's voice all right,

but he never said those
words in that order.

Hey, Willie, it's the rat.

It's about 11:30 A.M.

Listen, meet me at the corner

- of eastbrook and alayno.
- There's

an empty lot there.
You'll be real pleased.

Now, do you hear
those clicks? Yeah.

I re-recorded the message

and pushed up the volume.

Now those clicks are
what edits sounds like.

It seems like someone
was taping the rat's voice

and took the words
out of context,

edited them into a new message,

which was played over the phone

and into Willie's
answering machine.

That would account

for both the excessive
stress on so many words

and the absence of
background music.

You mind if I borrow
this machine, doc?

Hunter, your reputation
with breakable objects

is hardly exemplary.

Rick hunter...

Consider yourself served.

Malicious prosecution,
false imprisonment,

intentional infliction
of emotional distress,

violation of civil rights.

Oh, did you leave anything out?

I can always amend later.

Right now, I've got to go
pick up the good doctor.

He made bail.

He's really becoming a
career with you, isn't he?

Look, someone out there
wants him worse than I do.

Somebody did kill Willie,

and somebody did plant the money

and the message about pierpont.

Now somebody wants to nail him,

so I think it's best if he
just stayed in custody.

What evidence do
you have for that?

I'm sure he'll be fine.

I'm representing
Ken weintroff, too.

The rat?

How do you sleep
at night, counselor?

On balance I
believe in the system.

And on those far too
frequent occasions

when the system breaks
down, then I take sleeping pills.

What about you? Are you
really as cocky as you act,

or do you just hate it
when somebody doubts you?

Let me just tell
you something, ok?

When you're staring down
some shotgun-toting punk

who's just blown
away his partner

for 2 lines of cocaine,

there's no room for doubt.

And under those circumstances,

anything you do is right.

Yes.

Oh, I don't envy you your job.

I wouldn't want yours, either.

Guess we have something in
common then after all, huh?

Perhaps.

See? I told you she likes you.

Oh, I hope the market
wasn't out of veal.

I'd hate to have Ted
settle for anything

that wasn't his favorite.

Hunter.

It's me, Rick.

Who's me?

Just think of me as
your... avenging angel.

I'm the guy who's been
taking over for you

while you've had your hands tied

by this ridiculous
legal system of ours.

I'm the guy who's made
sure that lying slime

Willie Wakefield doesn't
tell any more lies.

I'm just sorry I wasn't
able to, you know,

run him over with a
bus the way you wanted,

but the end result
is the same, Rick.

Hey, this isn't
funny. Who is this?

Is this some kind of a joke?

No. I... I never joke.

I don't think I know how to.

But I do know how to
take care of my friends,

so don't you worry

about that silly lawsuit
she just handed you

because, uh, you
can't have a lawsuit

if you haven't got a plaintiff,

isn't that right, Rick?

I'll say good-bye now.

Wait a minute.

What is it?

What are you doing?

Someone's been
listening in on me

for the last week.

I've been bugged through
this whole pierpont trial.

I know I've heard
that voice before.

And I think I know where.

What voice?

Yeah, what voice?

What the hell's going on here?

Some guy was just in here
yesterday fixing that phone.

This is the tape of
the anonymous tip

I got on the pierpont case.

Woman on tape:
Police crime tips.

Please leave any length
message after the beep tone

and do not leave your
name or phone number

unless you wish to
be contacted by us.

Man: Dr. Anthony pierpont's
wife is in the hospital.

She's probably going to
die. This isn't any accident.

He's been trying to
find a way to kill her

for quite a while now,

and now he's finally
gone ahead and done it.

That was my avenging angel.

He just told me he's
going after pierpont.

What are you talking about?

Hey, hunter, McCall.

Hunter, I swear I'm going
to take this broken phone

out of your paycheck!

Pierpont!

Don't!

This is l-56. We need
a coroner's wagon

and a black and white
at 847 tower place.

A yellow pinto. The same
model that ran down Wakefield.

McCall: There was no driver.

Doc: Well, when you lost
sight of him around the truck,

he jammed the gas
pedal and jumped.

It's the only explanation.

McCall: Well, I don't think
that that kind of explanation

pertains to this
avenging angel guy.

Sure, it does. He
admires hunter so much

that he's trying
to define himself

by the qualities
he sees in hunter.

Like some kid seeking
his father's approval,

he's walking

in what he thinks are
hunter's footsteps.

So he's committing
murder for me.

And he must be damn confused
because you're not grateful,

which explains why he
made that phone call,

why he felt the need
to explain himself.

We got a real nut case here.

Captain: Yeager.

Did you actually
write this drivel?

Hunter a father
figure? Couldn't this guy

have chosen a more
well-rounded image

like maybe idi amin
or genghis Khan?

Captain, we know 2
things about this guy.

One... he's a
surveillance expert.

Two... he overheard pierpont
planning to kill his wife,

so he decided to leave
that anonymous phone tip.

There's a good chance
that this avenging angel guy

put a legitimate tap
on pierpont's phone

about the same time

that he was trying to
snuff out his old lady.

Oh, wonderful.
Let's just call up

the FBI, the CIA, the
treasury department.

No reason they would object

to jeopardizing all their
undercover operations

just to give us a list of
their wiretap experts, huh?

One of these guys is a
homicidal maniac, captain.

You want to know why we
got a mad bomber, hunter?

I'll tell you why we
got a mad bomber.

Because every time the
system lets you down,

you want to cut corners,
you want to break procedure,

then you want to go in the
corner and moan and groan

and demand divine intervention.

As far as I'm concerned,
this avenging angel

got all his bright
ideas from you.

Hey, doc, you think
you could wire my phone

to record all incoming messages?

You still got that
stuff I gave you?

Yeah, sure do.

Fine.

Well, it's late.

Time to get going.

See you later.

See you.

Hunter!

Oh, I'm sorry.

I guess dizzy'll have to
go to bed hungry, huh?

I'll just have to find a
way to make it up to him.

Well, what brings you

into the low rent
district, counselor?

I called the station.
They said you'd just left.

You were on your way home.

Well, thanks for
seeing me to the door.

Look, for the record,

pierpont told me
he was innocent.

And I believed him.

Well, aren't you
violating some sort of, uh,

attorney's code
by telling me that?

Good night, hunter.

Want some coffee?

No, but I wouldn't mind a chat.

Well, personally,

I make better coffee
than I do conversation.

Hunter: I hope you
don't mind instant.

That's all I've got.

No. No, this is the first
time since I've been a lawyer

that I've felt this way.

Yeah? What way's that?

Just off-balance.

There's too many things
happening I can't explain.

Yeah, me, too.

I thought you had
this whole case pegged.

Well, I did up
until this morning.

Yeah?

Man: What are you doing, Rick?

What's she doing there?

Well, we're just
having some coffee.

She's one of the
enemy. She's one of them.

She doesn't understand
what we're trying to do here,

what has to be done.

She's the one who's
trying to stop us

from stopping the others.

You of all people should
understand that, Rick.

Well, that's what
I'm trying to explain.

You can't ex...

You can't explain it
to them. Not to them.

They only understand one thing.

We gotta get out
of here. Come on.

Why? What's wrong?

Where are we going?

Hunter: Just get in
the car and drive.

Drive that way.

What the hell is happening here?

Hunter: No, don't turn it
down. We're being bugged.

Now there's a guy
that's been casing me.

He's the one who just called.

He's tailing us now?

I don't know.

Look, there's a
wooded area up ahead,

where the road bends.

Now you just keep driving
as if nothing has happened.

I'm gonna jump out.

Yeah. Just what do
you intend to do?

Have a chat with this guy.

He's got to be the guy that's
killed Willie and pierpont.

Look, hunter. Be careful.

I just meant don't
fall on this guy

like a gorilla
comin' out of a tree.

You've got no witnesses,
no proof, nothing.

If you roust him, you'll wind
up right where I had you...

Squirming on a witness stand
without a net to catch you.

That's hardly the
way I saw it go down.

But I get your point.

I just want to give this
guy some heat, that's all.

Now look, when you get
home, lock up tight, all right?

I'll call you.

Ok, I'm in the phone
book. In palms.

Now when I get out,

at the stop sign right up here,

stop there for a
minute, then go. Got it?

Yeah.

Hey! What's the
matter? What's wrong?

Rick hunter, police.

Well, have I done
something wrong?

I think I'm being followed.

Followed? No kidding?

Yeah, no kidding.
You got some I.D.?

Well, sure, I do.

Is something the matter?

Arnold Morton. Is this your
current address, Arnold?

No, i'm, uh... in the
process of moving.

I'm staying with friends.

Why would anybody want
to follow a police officer?

I thought it was usually
the other way around.

Yeah, it usually is.

Maybe it has something to
do with Dr. Anthony pierpont?

You know who he
is, don't you, Arnold?

You watch the news.

Oh, yeah.

He, uh, he killed his wife.

He was murdered before
that could be proven.

And Willie Wakefield.

He's dead also. Hit and run.

I don't believe I've
ever heard of him.

That's good, Arnold.

You shouldn't hear things
that don't concern you.

You know, it's kind
of scary when...

You don't know who's
looking at you or watching you.

You like looking
over your shoulder?

You like looking underneath
your bed or in the closet

before you go to sleep?

I don't like being
followed, Arnold!

I wasn't following you.

Sure, you weren't.

All right.

All right.

How you doin' there, McCall?

Hunter? What are you do...

What are you doing?

Are you nuts?
What are you doing?

I just met my avenging angel.

Now I don't know how
he's doing this, McCall,

but he's got me bugged,
and he's got me watched

every single second of the day.

Dee, is... everything
all right here? Uh...

What's going on?

Yeah, Ted, everything's
fine. It'll just be a second.

In the bathroom?

Hiya, Ted. Rick
hunter. How ya doin'?

I'll just be a minute, Ted.

It is important.
It's police business.

Yeah. Yeah. Sure.

Ok, so what's with
this avenging angel?

I got a name on the
guy. Arnold Morton.

I don't know if it's legit.

I don't know if it's
an alias or what.

But he's driving a
white dodge Van.

I just spoke to the guy.

And I suppose you want me

to help you check
him out tonight?

Well, I'd appreciate it.

I need someone to
watch my back for me.

I don't know when this
guy's gonna pop up next.

Well, it's great timing.

Uh, want to get the water?

Police radio: I copy, l-56.

An apb on Arnold Morton.

I'll get it on the
wire immediately.

Yeah, thanks a lot.
I appreciate that.

L-56 clear.

Ok, which way do we go?

Federal building.

Why? Did you get a way
to get that wire tap list?

U.S. attorney ought to
have a copy, don't you think?

Oh, hunter, I don't believe you!

Where did you find out
how to use these things?

Oh, Ted made me get into
it. He swears by computers.

You really like him, don't you?

Yeah, well, after tonight,

I don't think it's gonna
matter too much.

Hunter: Bingo. There he is.

Arnold Morton.

Yeah, why was an
independent operator

doing a tap for the c.I.D.
At martelli's restaurant

about the same
time that pierpont

was trying to take a
contract out on his wife?

Yeah.

Interesting address
for an angel, huh?

Hunter: Hey, McCall.

I didn't realize you
were so photogenic.

My god, McCall. This guy's
been following me for weeks,

and I never knew it.

Yeah, well, it's his
job not to be noticed.

I'll check with smitty
and see if he got lucky

on any of these photographs
we got at the roller rink.

Yeah, this Morton guy did
some piecework for the c.I.D.,

so he's probably got
a military background,

maybe a traceable record.

Sergeant hunter's desk.

Hi, Ted.

Listen, about your keys...

That sounds so good.

I am starving.

Ok. I'll be over in a sec.

Bye.

Hey, any of you guys
see where McCall went?

McCall: Sergeant hunter's desk.

Man: I was looking
for Dee Dee McCall.

Hi, Ted.

Listen, about your keys...

Ted: Meet me at that coffee shop

just around the
corner from here.

The country cafe, in 10 minutes.

What do you say?

My god!

McCall: Hi, Ted.

Listen, about your keys...

Ted: Meet me at that coffee shop

just around the
corner from here,

the country cafe, in 10 minutes.

All the spikes are high.

This message is a fake.

Hunter.

For the life of me,
I haven't been able

to figure out why
you haven't been more...

Appreciative of
everything I've done for you

and then last night when
you were violating my home,

I overheard you say to McCall,

how much you needed
her, depended on her, and...

Arnold, where's McCall?
What have you done with her?

There's just no
place for McCall,

and I know she
understands that now.

Arnold! Where's McCall?

Well, good-bye, Rick.

Dispatch, this is l-56.

Dispatcher: Go, l-56.

Get me the home address
of a Nell Armstrong.

She's in palms. And
hurry, would ya?

We could have been
great together...

Rick and I.

We could have made
a real improvement

in the law
enforcement in this city.

The plots...

The conspiracies...

All the dirty little secrets

the scum of this city whispers.

See, I can hear.

I can bug any place in town.

Boardrooms.

Limousines.

Airplanes, bars, beds.

There isn't a
criminal in this town

that can keep a secret from me.

That's what I was
trying to prove

to Rick with this case.
With my information,

he could have
cleaned up this city.

He could have rid
the rats of this town,

he could have been
anything he wanted to be.

I could have done
that for him, see?

I would have, too.

If it hadn't been for you.

You and that... woman lawyer

and the rest of this
whole corrupt, filthy city

that's turning this
place into a sewer.

I'm gonna make you
pay for that, McCall.

You and all the rest of you.

You and her and him!

Him, too!

I thought he was strong enough

to do what had to be done,

but he's just like
the rest of you.

He's got to pay, too.

Good morning.

I hate to barge in like this,

no, it's fine. Are you ok?

Wha-what happened last night?

It was a false alarm.

You're kidding?

That's what you
came here to tell me?

Well, actually, I
came in here to do this.

Now play along with me, ok?

He's watching me.

Nell: Mmm, Rick.

So is this your way

of placing me under
arrest, sergeant?

I was so worried

that something might have
happened to you, counselor.

You're very special to me.

You're not half-bad yourself.

Hunter: I think you and I

are going to make
a hell of a team.

Hold that pose.

Oh, my gosh!

Arnold: I can see you.

I can see right through you.

I see what you're
trying to do to Rick,

but I'm not gonna let you do it.

It's all over with, Arnold!

Now be a good boy,
raise your hands

and get away from
McCall. Come on, move!

Hunter: You all right, McCall?

I'm just ducky,

although I am a
little overdressed

for the occasion.

What the hell is that?

Arnold: It's eternity, Rick,

and we're gonna
share it together.

Shut it off, Arnold.

Shut it off and
I'll talk to you!

Arnold: It can't be shut off!

Now I don't want
to talk anymore.

I'm tired of listening
to people talk.

They just talk and
they talk and they talk,

but now, see, you even
have to listen to me.

Well, today was
your day all right,

but I'll get you
tomorrow in court.

Ha ha ha. Ok.

Talk to you then. Bye.

She did it to you
again, didn't she?

She turned you inside
out on that stand.

Well, believe me, McCall,

when I take her
to dinner tonight,

I'll return the favor.

Hey, you and Ted
ought to join us.

Oh, thanks, but I promised Ted

I'd make him that
home-cooked meal tonight.

You and Nell can come
over to my place if you want.

Well, that's a good idea.

Dress casual, take my shoes off,

put my feet up.
I'll bring the wine.

Yeah, sure.

You got any money on you?

Yeah.

Good. Give me, um... 60.

60 bucks?! What for?

Veal is $14 a pound.

60 bucks will cover
what went bad, and, uh...

It'll buy for tonight.

All of India could
live on 60 bucks.

Not on veal marsala.

I don't even like veal.

Ok, then don't come over.

Hey, wait a second.
Wait a second here.

You took all my money.

Does that mean you're
gonna come over?

Well, I don't have any choice.

I don't even have
enough money to buy wine.

Red wine goes with
veal. You owe me 10.